"I don't know what's the matter with you lately," Susan's mother said. "Ever since you spent those days in the mountains you've been so strange."
"Have I?" Susan asked.
"You sure have. Something happened to you up there. Why won't you tell me about it?"
"There's nothing to tell," Susan answered. "I just felt like taking some time off."
"Without telling anyone? We were worried sick."
"I said I was sorry."
Susan's mother shook her head. It was easy to see that she didn't believe any of Susan's story but she didn't know how to find the truth.
"I'm going out for a while, baby," Susan's mother said. "You'll be all right, won't you?"
"Of course," Susan said.
Susan was sprawled on the couch. She heard her mother close the door behind her. Susan brushed a nervous hand through her long blonde hair. The truth was that she wouldn't be all right. She was listless and unhappy. She kept thinking about the brothers and how they had treated her. She had been nothing but a whore to them. She'd been a slave to their every need. Yet, she'd never been so happy.
Now she was back home and her body was a smoldering pit of need. She'd been home three weeks and she'd had one date. She'd gone out with a regular boyfriend and he'd done very little for her, even though Susan had tried to make it obvious that he could have her.
The men around her town were such inexperienced gentlemen. They didn't know how to command a woman as Kevin and Mike had commanded her. Susan missed the two brothers with all of her mind and body. But she couldn't go back to them. They'd made that clear. She wouldn't be welcome back at the mountain cabin.
Even now, Susan knew they had another girl up there. Another fresh and innocent type and they were teaching her the same tricks they had taught Susan. Then they would get rid of her also. Susan was jealous of the girl they had up there now.
"Oh my God," Susan moaned. "What am I going to do?"
Susan heard the doorbell ring. She didn't feel like getting up. The doorbell kept ringing and finally Susan knew whoever it was wasn't going away. Susan got off the couch. She was dressed in her panties and bra and she grabbed a robe to wrap around herself.
"I'm coming," Susan called out.
The doorbell was still ringing as she reached the hall and angrily pulled it open. It was a red-headed guy with his arms full of groceries. Susan recognized him immediately. Many times she had noticed him delivering groceries in the neighborhood. A lot of times she had noticed girls following him around. She knew the reason. He was a husky, good-looking guy.
"I'm sorry I had to keep ringing the bell," he said. "But your mother told me to make sure I delivered these today."
"It's all right," Susan said. "She's not here right now but you can bring them in."
He had a bag of groceries in either arm but he carried them easily. He knew the way to the kitchen. He walked past her and she could see the rippling muscles of his back and ass. For some reason, Susan was reminded of the two brothers. The young man had the same powerful-looking build. Susan followed him into the kitchen.
"We've really been busy today," he said. "I've already made a dozen deliveries."
"Oh my," Susan said. "I bet you're tired and thirsty."
"I am kind of thirsty," he said.
"Let me get you something," Susan said.
Susan didn't want the young man to leave. He was bothering her strangely. He was giving her a feeling that she hadn't had in a while. She opened a Coke and handed it to him.
"I've seen you around town," Susan said. "But I don't know your name."
"Bill Rogers," he said.
"I'm Susan," she said.
"I know your name," Bill said. "I've seen you around town too. And I asked your name."
"You did? Why?"
"I just wanted to know," he said.
Bill finished off his Coke and started to leave. Susan followed him out of the kitchen and into the living room. He had his hand on the door, and Susan knew she couldn't let him leave.
"Don't go yet. Come and sit down and talk to me."
"I've got a job," he said. "Mr. White will kill me if I stay gone long."
"Just a few minutes," Susan pleaded. Bill couldn't understand what the older woman wanted to talk to him about. He knew he didn't want to lose his job. But he also knew that Susan Johnson was a very good-looking woman and she had a strange look in her eyes. He nodded his head.
Susan laughed and took his hand. She pulled him over to the couch and made him sit beside her. She crossed her silken legs and let the robe fall away. He was interested. She felt his hot eyes touch at the expanse of white thigh she had just revealed.
"I've noticed you with a lot of girls," Susan said. "I bet you have a lot of fun."
"I do all right," Bill said.
Bill still couldn't understand what was going on. The luscious blonde acted like she was coming on to him. Bill knew about pussy. He'd laid a girl in the back seat of his Ford just the week before. She'd really been a wild one. And the blonde woman was acting the same way.
"I shouldn't stay," he said.
"Don't leave yet," she said. "You have to stay. I want to make you stay."
Susan pushed at him until he was lying back on the couch. She hardly thought about what she was doing. There was a burning hunger inside her cunt. It didn't matter that she was practically raping this guy.
She kissed his mouth, forcing her tongue between his lips. She tasted his tongue. She could feel his tense excitement. She put her hand in his curly red hair. She stroked him with her fingertips while she kept kissing his mouth.
"Miss Johnson," he gasped. "Susan."
"Don't you like kissing me?" she asked.
"I like kissing you," he said.
Bill was hotter than hell. He kept tasting her soft, fiery tongue. He wanted to put his arms around her.
He could feel his prick getting hard and itchy. How much nicer it would be to put his seven inches into an this woman's pussy. Bill couldn't control himself. He put his strong arms around her waist.
"Yessss, Bill," she moaned. "Yes, I like that." He moved his hands down her back until he was cupping her asscheeks. She had a gorgeous ass. His fingers stroked her until he cock feel her cunt rubbing against his crotch. His prick was about to break out of his trousers.
Susan was feeling hot in the robe she wore. She sat back up and opened it. She felt Bill's surprised eyes on her as she peeled the robe off her shoulders and sat in only her bra and panties. She was glad she'd chosen to wear her low cut black bra that morning. Her tits spilled out of the front of the bra cups, and he could see her pink nipples pressing against the material.
"Oh my God," Bill said.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I've been with girls before," Bill said. "But I've never looked at boobs like yours. They're so big."
"Don't you like them?" she teased.
"God yessss," Bill answered. "I like them so much that I hurt from looking at them."
Susan laughed. She could feel her heart pounding as she unhooked the bra. She felt no guilt about being with such a young man. He had a cock and that was all that mattered. He would be man enough to satisfy her.
She arched her back as the bra fell away from her creamy tits. She saw him licking his lips but he still acted too frightened to reach for her. Susan knew how to cure his fright. She took one of his hands and pressed it against her hot tit.
"Feel me, Bill," she gasped. "Feel my tit. It's yours, Bill. You own it. You can do anything you want."
What Bill wanted was to push her down on her back and press his lips against one of her hard pink nipples. He sucked the pink bud into his mouth and began rubbing his tongue over it. She gasped as she felt him sucking more of her creamy flesh into his mouth.
"That's the way, baby," Susan moaned. "Suck them hard!"
Bill moved his hot lips from one pink nipple to the other. His teeth gently nipped at her while his tongue lavishly covered the excited nipple. Susan put her hands against the top of his head and pushed. She moaned as his wet tongue trailed down her belly to the top of her flimsy panties.
"What do you want me to do?" Bill asked.
"Have you ever sucked a pussy?" Susan questioned.
"No," he answered. "But it sounds like fun."
Susan couldn't believe this young man. He was so agreeable. She lifted her hips as he slid her panties off her long legs. She let one leg fall off the couch to expose her wet cunt. She could sense him hesitate as he looked into her wet pussy.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I've never done this before," he said. "I always thought it was kind of dirty. I don't know if I can do it."
"You can do it," Susan told him. She put her hand in his red hair and began to gently pull him down. "You can suck me. You can do it. I know you can."
His lips touched her pussy and it was like someone had touched her with a live wire. She nearly jumped off the couch. She tightened her legs over his face as his tongue stabbed into her wet cunt. She put both hands on his curly head.
"See there, honey," Susan said. "You can suck me. That feels good. You can suck me!"
Bill was getting the idea. His warm tongue was moving all over the inside of her cunt. She felt his lips trying to get deeper into her wet pussy. His searching tongue found her tender clit and he sucked it between his lips. She felt him chewing on it, and it nearly drove her crazy. Her ass bucked up against his face, her juices flowing into his sucking mouth.
Bill moved his hands up her body to cup her big tits. His fingers started to caress her hard nipples as he sucked, her. Susan was fast reaching the point where she couldn't stand it anymore. It felt too good. Her cunt was an empty, aching hole, and she needed to be filled.
"Ummm," she told Bill. "That's enough. That feels nice, but it's time for something different."
Bill was enjoying himself. He hated to give it up. She had to force his hungry mouth away from her cunt. Quickly she lowered her face into his lap. Through his trousers her lips traced the long length of his cock. God, he had a nice one. She knew she wasn't going to be disappointed by his cock.
"Let me do something for you," she whispered. "I bet you've never had your cock kissed."
"No," Bill admitted.
"Then you're in for a treat."
Bill had forgotten all about getting back to work. He didn't give a damn if Mr. White did fire him. This was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him. He wanted it to last forever. He quickly unbuckled his trousers and slid them down his legs. He could feel the good-looking blonde's hot breath against the front of his shorts. He frantically pulled them down his legs.
"Ummmmm," Susan said. "You have a beautiful cock. It's so big and hard!"
He groaned as she lifted his hot cock with her slender fingers. She pointed his dick straight up and let her mouth brush gently against the bloated tip. He felt a sensation he'd never felt before. A warm tingling went through him. He was afraid he was going to shoot his load at that moment.
"You're so excited," Susan said. "I'd better take this easy."
Her warm tongue began licking around his crown. He could feel her teeth nibbling at the sensitive edge. He bucked his hips up but she wasn't ready to take his prick into her mouth. Instead she moved her head farther down. Her silky hair fell around his dick and balls, causing a hot ache in his balls.
"Oh God," Bill moaned. "You're making me feel so hot!"
She licked down to his heavy balls. She was excited by the idea of being the first to tongue-caress this guy. She lightly licked around his aching balls, and she felt him tensing. She felt his hand touching the side of her face.
"Take it in your mouth," Bill pleaded. "Please take it in your mouth. I want to feel that."
She knew she'd have to be careful. She didn't want him to come too soon. She moved her tongue back up the underside of his cock and she gently took the meaty crown between her lips. She could taste his strong-flavored cum on the tip of her tongue.
"Christ," Bill moaned. "Jesus Christ!"
She slowly started sucking his long shaft down her throat. She managed to get all of his meaty cock into her lips. She hollowed her cheeks and used her tongue. Bill was going crazy. He put both his hands on the sides of her head. He began to push his cock in and out of her ripe lips. He had never felt anything like this. His cock felt a lot more sensitive than when he was fucking. He wanted to drive his bloated cockhead all the way into her belly.
"Suck me, Susan," he groaned. "Suck me. Suck my prick! Suck my Goddamn prick!"
She began to bob her blonde head up and down on his shaft. Her lips and teeth kept gently massaging his shaft. He could feel his hot jism already leaking into her mouth. Bill felt an ache in his balls as he got ready to shoot his wad. Susan felt it. She pulled her head back.
"No," he groaned. "Don't stop now. Don't stop. Let me fuck your mouth. It felt so good!"
That made Bill hotter as he thought about sinking his cock in her sweet hot pussy. He knew her pussy would feel wonderful, and she would know what to do with it. She was good but inexperienced. Susan Johnson would know how to use her pussy.
"Yeah," Bill said. "I want to fuck you too. I want to put my prick into your hot cunt!"
Susan grinned at him as she lay back on the couch. She spread her, legs and pulled the young man down on top of her. She felt his wet prick brushing against her thighs and leaving a wet feeling. She spread her legs a little more and felt his hot knob against her cuntlips.
"Oh, yessss," Susan moaned. "Put it in. Put your big cock into my pussy!"
Susan leaned back on the couch a little more. She put her hands on Bill's face and pulled it around. She kissed his lips, stabbing her fiery tongue into his mouth. She began to move a little against his prick. She felt his heavy knob split her cuntlips and half slip inside her.
"Oh, yesssss," Susan moaned.
Bill shoved forward roughly and his cock thrust all the way into her cunt. She felt him trying to move and she kept herself very still. In a moment he got the message and he rested. She felt her tits being mashed by his heavy chest. She rubbed her hard nipples against his skin.
"You make me feel so good," she said. She started to move in a slow, circular motion. "Now fuck me. Fuck me!"
Bill could hardly believe his luck as he began thrusting into the sweet pussy of the lusty woman. Her pussy felt so tight and hot. He was afraid that he was going to blow his wad too soon. He kept up the slow movement. He reached underneath her and grabbed her asscheeks.
"You feel so damn good," Bill groaned.
"Ummmmm," Susan said. "That's the way to fuck me. You feel big and hard. Let your hands squeeze my ass like that. I like that!"
Bill began thrusting into her hot cunt a little faster. The only sound was the loud slapping of his balls against her. This was what Susan needed. A good fucking. His seven inch cock felt like Kevin's. It was filling her up. She started squeezing her cunt walls against his throbbing prick.
"Cunt," Bill groaned. "You cunt!"
"Fuck me hard," Susan groaned. "Fuck me really hard. I don't want it to be easy! Fuck me hard!"
Bill listened to her. He pulled back and rammed his rock-hard cock into her dripping snatch. She moaned and lifted her legs and wrapped them around his asscheeks. She felt his swollen cock slipping deeper into her cunt.
"That's it, Bill," she cried. "Fuck me like a cunt!"
Bill began to thrust his cock in and out of her cunt. His heavy balls slapped her loudly with each hard thrust. She began to squeeze her cunt walls each time he moved. That way she could explore every inch of his hot dick with her cunt walls.
"Make me feel like a whore," she moaned. "Like a whore. Make me feel like a fucking whore!"
"I'm fucking you like a whore," Bill said. "I'm fucking you as hard as I can!"
Susan could feel the cunt juice boiling up in her. She began to frantically shove her ass off the couch, taking his prick as deep as she could with each thrust. She loved the feeling of his bloated knob sliding so far into her cunt.
"Oh Jesus," Susan groaned. "Jesus, I'm coming. It feels so good! I'm coming, Bill! I'm going to come! OH, COME!"
Bill could hardly keep his cock inside her as the spasms of pleasure shook her body. She rubbed her big tits against his chest and reached behind him to grip his asscheeks. She kept his big dick as deep as she could while waves of pleasure washed over her.
"I love it," she moaned. "God, I love it!"
Bill kept slamming his thick cock into her pussy. She felt the first drops of jism leaking into her. She started violently thrusting her ass up to meet his cock.
"Fill me, Bill," she moaned. "Fill up my pussy!"
"Oh yes, you fucking cunt," Bill groaned. "I'm going to shoot my wad. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad!"
He was really giving it to her. She could feel his cock growing longer and thicker. She felt another few drops of jism leaking into her wet cunt.
"Give it to me," she shouted.
"Oh God," Bill moaned. "God, I love it. Oh God, I love your sweet pussy! I'm shooting my cum! I'm shooting!"
She felt his cock spurting thick jism into her tight pussy, so much that it was spilling out of the sides of her cunt. He kept ramming his prick into her until she could feel his cock growing limp. Finally, it slipped out of her.
"Now you'd better go back to work," Susan said. "I wouldn't want you to get fired."