Sue woke up Sunday morning with a hangover. After she had got back from the office the day before, she felt terrible. She couldn't forget the hurt look in Johnny's eyes when they parted. She hadn't wanted to hurt him. She had wanted to give him a good experience… and to feel some love in return. Somehow, she knew, she had botched it.
What had happened between them had been so wonderful. Not at all sordid or dirty, like what Ken Adler had done with Greta at work.
She and Johnny had really cared about each other. They had been tender with each other. Only she couldn't let the boy think that sort of thing could continue between them. That would be wrong.
"Why can I never make people see the way I really am?" she asked herself. She got no answer from the silence of her bedroom. "I'm so bad at expressing myself. I always say the wrong thing." She was sure that, if she had told Johnny more delicately what the situation between tern had to be, he would have understood. She had been crude.
She had hurt him.
She rose naked from her bed and looked at herself in the dresser mirror.
Not bad, she thought as she surveyed her lush body. Her breasts were firm and full and high-set. Her waist was small, only twenty inches. Her hips were smooth and shapely. She turned to the side and examined the taut swell of her ass.
She was a good-looking girl, she had to admit. She couldn't understand why she felt so miserable so much of the time. The pretty girls in the Pepsi commercials always looked like they were having the time of their life.
She slipped into a filmy negligee and headed for the kitchen. She knew tomato juice and Tabasco sauce was supposed to be good for a bad head. And maybe just a dash of something else, she decided. She went to the linen closet and found the vodka. She added a slug to her pick-me-up.
Glass in hand, she headed back to the bedroom. She turned on the TV and looked for something interesting. Nothing.
She picked up a book she had started a couple of weeks back. That too failed to hold her attention. She was restless. As she sat on the bed sipping her drink, she thought back to the previous day. To feel the taste of John's cock in her mouth, of how she must have looked kneeling next to him, making love to his prick that way…
Her thoughts increased her thirst. She finished her dunk and went back to the kitchen for a second. She was in the middle of fixing it when the front doorbell rang.
Without thinking any more of it, she went to the door and opened it wide. The first thing that caught her eye was a pair of saddle shoes standing on the landing.
"Johnny!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think I'm doing here?" he asked impatiently. Before she could stop him, he had entered the house and closed the door behind him. As he stood looking at her, his eyes took in her lush curves underneath their flimsy covering.
"You look great, Sue," he said, and for a moment she saw again the innocent boy she had imagined him to be yesterday. His eyes looked into hers – challengingly, aggressively, and she felt a little thrill of terror.
"Johnny, I don't understand what you want," she began weakly. "But I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I'm not ready for company."
Her voice became stronger as her conviction grew. "Maybe you can come by and visit another time."
He put an arm around her neck and kissed her hard on the mouth.
"You still think you're talking to a kid, don't you, Sue?" He smiled a cockeyed grin at her that was at once mocking and compassionate. "You're going to have to get over that, notion, you know that?"
The boy's brashness was beginning to annoy Sue. The alcohol in her veins gave her courage.
"Listen, Johnny, I don't know what makes you think you can just barge into my house on Sunday morning and…"
He cut short her outburst by again planting his mouth on hers. His tongue stabbed deep into her twat. His hand pinched at her nipple through her negligee. She struggled against him. At last, she managed to break away.
"Johnny… so help me… I'm going to call for help…"
"You just do that!" he challenged her. "And I'll tell the whole world how you sucked my cock yesterday afternoon."
She was dumbfounded. "You wouldn't!"
"Not unless you made me!"
Sue stood stating at the young boy who suddenly seemed so much a man. Just like every other man she knew. Except he was still a boy in many ways. Her mind flashed back to the feel of his cock in her mouth. She realized she felt perversely thrilled by his strength, his attempt, to master her on her own ground.
"I won't make, you, Johnny," she told him meekly.
"Good. That's good."
All during their exchange, his hand continued to pinch and roll the hard tip of her breast. He could see it was having an effect on her. Her eyes were clouding a little. Her lips were parted sensuously. He kissed her again.
"Oh, Johnny," she moaned. She was overwhelmed by his passionate assault on her susceptible nerve-endings. Her whole body was tingling from his touch, his kiss.
"You like what I'm doing to you, Sue?" he asked her.
"Mmmmm," she moaned. He was planting little kisses all over her neck and shoulders. Gradually the flimsy material of her negligee was falling free. He looked down at her. Her front was bare now.
The sight took his breath away. He'd only seen her breasts before. She was beautiful! She was beautiful all over!
He whistled as he gazed appreciatively at her flail tits, her taut waist and smooth belly. "What a woman!" he exclaimed.
She was flattered by his appreciation of her shapely nakedness. She made no protest when he led her back to the bedroom and helped her out of the negligee. She felt like a virgin as she stood naked and defenseless before him while his eyes inspected her. He started to remove his own clothes. She felt a tremor of anticipation run through her.
Despite her convictions, Sue was unable to find the strength to resist the boy. She knew that deep inside, she wanted what he wanted. Her body was tingling all over… crying for him. They had shared something special yesterday, but her body still ached for satisfaction.
She wanted to feel him inside her!
She wanted to feel his lovely teen-aged cock stroking back and forth inside her needing cunt.
Sue watched transfixed as the youth removed his shirt and trousers, then his socks and saddle shoes. His young body rippled with muscles. His stomach was flat and taut beneath it, his cock stood out firm and hard… swollen with desire for her.
"You're very handsome," she told him quietly. Her voice trembled with hunger.
"Not nearly as good-looking as you are," he told her as he pushed her back down onto the bed and lay down next to her. He felt her cunt grinding against his belly as he stuck his tongue deep into her mouth. He ran his hand up and down her soft curves, aching with the need to know this beautiful woman who had done so much for him yesterday.
He had came over here today because he just couldn't leave things as they had been yesterday. He had to fuck her. He had to make them equals. She needed to know it was a man's cock she was sucking yesterday… not a boy's.
"Mmmmm… Johnny…" she moaned as she felt his hand work down over her belly toward her cunt. She hadn't realized until just now how much she had wanted this. Somehow it seemed so right to be lying here naked with the young teen-ager. He knew how to be both firm and gentle with her. That was what she needed.
The boy's breath was coming in heavy pants as he reached down and touched her blood-swollen clitoris. This was something he hadn't dared do yesterday. Today, though, there were no barriers. Today he would have all of her.
"Aaaaagghhhh!" she groaned. His finger on her clitoris felt exquisitely tantalizing. She jerked her cunt up toward his hand, urging him to explore her more. She could feel the moisture escaping from her pussy-lips. Good… it was feeling so good.
"It feels awfully nice down there," he told her. He moved down and began to suck a tit while a hand explored the deep recesses of her pussy. It surprised him how wet she was. Obviously her body had never had any qualms about what it wanted. It had been only her mind that tried to resist him.
"Oh yesss! Oh yessss!" His finger was stroking in and out of her cunt now. She jerked up to meet it, to force it deeper into her hungry depths. She had forgotten how good it felt to have fingers fondling her most secret parts. While one finger investigated her pussy, another found and penetrated her anus.
"Ohhhh Gawd!"
The young brunette was quivering, with lustful abandon. Never in her life had anyone touched her there! It surprised her that it felt so good. The sheer perversity of it inspired her to new heights of passion. Her ass-cheeks writhed fitfully down to meet his obscene finger.
"Like that, Sue?" he asked.
The tremor in his voice betrayed his own excitement. He'd never, touched a woman's asshole before, but he found it intensely arousing. His cock jerked hungrily as she moaned in appreciation of his twin probe.
"Mmmmm… feels wonderful!" she enthused. As her excitement grew, she became more and more aware of his cock, hard and stiff, prodding against her legs. She wanted to feel it inside her, but she felt self-conscious about saying it. She hoped he would get the message from the abandoned writhings of her body.
"Jeez, you're hot!" he grunted around the nipple in his mouth. "You're hot enough to fuck! Is that what you want, Sue? You want me to fuck you?"
She hesitated to reply. Instead she ground her cunt and ass down harder against his hand. Her pussy was sopping wet now. She could hear the sluicing noise his finger was making up inside. Her whole being was craving the pleasure she knew his cock could give her.
"Come on," he goaded her lewdly. He wanted to hear the words from her own lips. "What do you want, baby? Tell me!"
Passion overcame modesty. She spat out the wards.
"I want you to fuck me!" she almost hollered.
"Okay, Sue… okay!" he told her excitedly.
She was surprised when he rose from the bed and looked down at her.
"What… what are you doing?" she asked anxiously. After all she had gone through – her cunt so hot she could hardly stand it, the obscene words she'd uttered – he couldn't leave her now. Not now!
"I've got a special way I want to do it to you," he told her. "Come on, baby."
He grabbed her by the hips and turned her over.
Then he slid her down the bed until she was half on, half off. Her knees rested on the floor while her head lay on the end of the bed. He kneeled behind her and rubbed his cockhead against her genitals. It excited him to watch the tip bury itself between the firm, round moons of her buttocks.
"Ooohh," she moaned. Satisfied now that he was not going to desert her, she began to fall prey once again to the aching tumult of passion that darted through her veins. His cock-head rubbing against her pussy from behind was pure pleasure. Even the hunger, the agony of waiting was pleasurable.
She wanted him so intensely… yet she knew the anticipation was half the enjoyment.
"Oh Johnny!" she moaned. "It feels so good against me. I love the feel of your cock back there." In all the times she had made love to her Marine boy friend, he had never fucked her this way. It seemed incredibly daring, incredibly titillating to be kneeling on the floor like an animal… waiting for a man's cock to ram into her from behind.
She wished she could see herself in a mirror. Little tremors of excitement assaulted her nerves as she imagined what she must look like. Naked with her ass pointed up at the boy.
"Aaaahhh… uuuuuhhh," she moaned as she felt his cock-tip pressing insistently against the entrance to her cunt.
"Oh wow," he grunted behind her. "Jeez, I gotta fuck you! I gotta fuck you now!"
He leaned forward with all his weight. He groaned with pleasure as he felt his cock soar deep into her quivering cuntal depths. Her pussy-walls seemed to grab him, to coax him to stay up inside there, hot and wet. But he pulled out, only to shove deep into her once again. He shuddered when he felt his cock-head graze her cervix.
"Arrrrggghhhhh!" she wailed. It was more wonderful than she had thought it would be! Feeling his fine thick cock burying itself deep inside her greedy cunt! She felt like she had been waiting forever for this moment. "Oh Gawd, do it to me! Do it to me, Johnny! It's so good!"
"Yeah, Sue… yeah…" he panted down at her.
She looked back over her shoulder at his face and was astonished by the mask of unbridled lust he wore. As she groaned beneath him, she realized what her own face must look like. She was at least as excited she was!
He began to saw his cock steadily in and out of her, its rubbery surface grazing every inch of her spongy pussy. He varied his rhythm. Now quick. Now slow. The effect was tantalizing, maddening. She squirmed her ass-cheeks energetically back to meet his every in stroke.
"Uuuhhh… ohhh Gawd! Mmmmmm!" Her whole body felt weak from the sheer pleasure of what was happening to her. She was glad she had the bed to lean on. Otherwise she would have fallen flat on her face. She felt drained of strength… sapped by the relentless onslaught of his hard pummeling cock.
"Oh, Sue," he groaned up behind her. "You feel so good inside! Your little cunt is trying to gobble me up!"
John had always wanted to fuck a woman this way. It gave him an incredible sense of power to be up behind her like this. To watch her buttocks quiver responsibly before him. Ho loved the way her firm round ass jiggled and churned, begging for more of his thick cock.
He was sure glad he had worked up the courage to come over to the head typist's house today.
He was getting the best fuck of his life… from a woman the rest of the office thought was a prude!
Ken Adler had been hurt and disappointed when Sue Walsh turned down his invitation for a date. He had been pretty sure she liked him at least a little bit. His experience with Masie when he was away on business had done wonders for his morale. He had felt sure his new confidence would attract Sue, would make her like him more.
His interlude with Greta had helped restore that confidence. He had never done anything as daring in his life as fuck a woman right in the office where they both worked – during lunch hour!
He felt ready to risk another episode with Sue. He wasn't sure why it was so important to him that Sue like him. He guessed it was because she was so shy and innocent.
That was the kind of girl he wanted to marry. Women like Masie and Greta were great to have fun with. But as wives, they just didn't rate in Ken's book.
Early Sunday afternoon, he decided to drop by Sue's house. Maybe she would feel more comfortable with him, away from the office. Where office gossip was no threat to the display of a little interest in someone.
He got no answer when he knocked at her front door. Thinking she might be in the yard, he decided to check the garden around back. He followed the sidewalk around the house. As he reached the back corner of the house, sounds of fucking came from a window that was just at chin height. Be peeked through and was astounded by what he saw.
Sue Walsh – shy Sue Walsh – was getting fucked senseless by some young guy!
It took the older man a few minutes to realize that the guy was John Cosgrove, the office boy.
Holy shit! he thought. As he watched their enthusiastic coupling, surprise began to give way to anger.
So I'm not good enough for her! he thought. She'd rather fuck the Goddamned office boy!
"Uuuhhh… ohhh Gawd! Mmmmmm!" She was moaning like a woman half conscious, her unseeing face wreathed in a smile.
Despite his anger, Ken could feel his cock jerking in his pants in response to her eager writhing.
What a body! he thought. She's even better looking than I thought she was. She looks great without clothes!
Fearful that he might be seen, either by a neighbor or by the couple inside, Ken reluctantly left his watching post.
But he promised himself he would be back… soon.
Oblivious to the fact that they had just been spied on, Sue and young John continued to fuck energetically on the floor at the end of her bed.
"Oooohhh, Johhhnny! More, Johnny, more!" she wailed.
The brunette was beside herself with excitement now. Her entire body was charged with an intense sensual energy that threatened to explode any minute. Her buttocks churned fitfully back to meet Johnny's skewering strokes. Her breasts bobbled wildly beneath her. Her long hair hung down on either side of her head as she stared unseeing at the headboard of the bed.
She could feel it building… building.
"Oh Gawd… oh Gawd… oh Gawd… I'm cumming-g-g-g!" she moaned suddenly. She could feel the hot tides of release flowing through every part of her being. It carried her off to some never-never-land, away from herself. "Aaaaaaahhh, won-n-n-derful!" she mewled.
Knowing that he had made the lovely older woman cum drove the boy to his own peak.
"Jeez, me too, Sue! Here I cum-m-m!" He could feel his semen squirting from the head of his prick, deep into her cunt. Her spasming cunt-muscles helped make his orgasm more intense. They were cumming together!
When they recovered enough strength, woman and boy crawled up onto the bed. They lay in a close embrace, arms around one another. They dozed for perhaps an hour.
It was Sue who woke up first.
She looked tenderly into the young sleeping face before her. He's such a wonderful boy, she thought. If only I were younger… or he were older.
But no! It wouldn't be the same if he were older, she decided. Then he'd be just like all the other guys trying to get into her pants. He wouldn't be able to appreciate her as much.
She knew she would have to ask him to leave when he awoke. But this time she felt sure he wouldn't be offended.
They had lived out their experience together. Now they could be content knowing that they had known each other completely for a few minutes, at least.
She squeezed her pussy-muscles happily. My body feels so good, she thought. I won't need to make love for a long time. This beautiful feeling inside me should last forever!
Or so she hoped.
She'd also heard the rumors about the better it feels, the more you want.
She sighed. Already she missed Johnny!