"Mmmmmmm? What's happening?" Rod muttered.
Quick as a flash, Ann flipped over onto her stomach on him and shoved his cock back in. She motioned for Fred to duck back into his sleeping bag.
"You were fucking me in your sleep, Rod, darling," she whispered. "And it was wonderful. You made me come so hard, I woke you up."
He smiled and stretched sleepily. "Anytime, babe. Anytime. Tuck the covers around us. Guess my cock is awake, but the rest of me…" His voice trailed off. His eyes closed. His breathing became slow and regular.
Ann slipped off the truck and squatted in its shadow. She reached down to hold her tingling cuntlips open and peed a silver puddle on the sand. Then she stood and turned back to climb into the truck.
Freddie was standing right there, naked and holding his jerking cock with both hands. Ann pressed her finger against her lips, cautioning him to be quiet, and pushed him back to lean against the truck. She took his hand and put it between her legs.
"Would you like to do what your daddy did?" she whispered. "Would you like to push your hard cock in my pussy?"
His hand cupped her cunt. His cock jumped in her teasing hand. He swallowed hard and nodded his head. Ann pushed his finger into her soft, warm, wet cunthole.
"Doesn't that feel good? Think how wonderful it would be to fuck me. I really want you to. I'll show you how to do everything. And it will help to make your cock grow as big as your daddy's."
Her mind flashed back to the warm summer night she'd jacked off her brother and he'd taught her how to suck him off. This young boy was already bigger than her brother had been when she'd swallowed her first load of cum. She felt like a naughty little kid again.
"Grab your sleeping bag," she told Freddie. She took his arm and led him away from the truck, climbing up over the top of the sand dune. In the hollow, she spread the bag on the sand and patted it.
"Lie down beside me, Freddie."
He plopped down on the soft bag on his back, his cock sticking up like a small, rigid tent pole. Ann leaned over him and pursed her lips, blowing her warm breath on his shiny wet tip. Her tongue flicked out and circled around his jerking dickhead. He sniffled hotly and spread his legs, arching his back.
"Play with me," he whispered huskily. "Like you did in the truck. Jack me off, please. Please! My cock hurts like crazy!"
Ann swung over him and sat between his, legs. Her hands closed around his dick and squeezed. She could feel his strong heart racing, pumping the blood through his stiffness. She began stroking him ever so slowly, steadily, getting every inch of his madly throbbing dick slippery wet – just like her pussy. She licked her lips and bent over him.
"I'm going to put my mouth down over you," she told him. "It will be absolutely terrific."
In a moment, Ann glanced sharply at him and blinked in surprise. What was that he had said? It had sounded like "Suck me, Mommy."
The bald truth about Freddie and his mother flashed through Ann's mind like a bolt of lightning. She hunkered down on the soft bag beside the trembling body of the young boy, his twitching cock deep in her mouth. But she didn't move her head. She wanted a few seconds to digest what was so obvious.
This was why Freddie was so quiet and shy – and lonely. Why he didn't have a girlfriend when most boys his age would be fucking every chick they could get their cocks into. Any woman who married such a well-hung man as Rod must love to fuck and suck as much as Ann did. The way Rod had pooped out tonight made her realize his sex drive must come in fits and spurts. Freddie's mother, crazy-hot to fuck and lying there listening to Rod snoring, must have left their bed and gone in search of satisfaction – to her boy's room! She must have played with his rapidly growing cock and sucked on him, night after night.
Now she was dead, and all Freddie had was his fist and his father's disapproval of his dating, "so young". But the way he was shaking and heaving up and clenching his fingers in her hair told Ann he may never have had his dick in a cunt. But he sure knew how to fuck a sucking mouth! And his mother must have taught him how to lick her clit. She'd need that to quiet her screaming nerves, to get off so she could manage to get some sleep, lying beside her soft-dicked husband.
As hot as she was, Ann began to feel really sorry for the boy. She determined to give him the blowjob of his life. Better than he ever got from his mom.
After all, she thought, I'm a teacher of sex. And it shouldn't all be done with color slides and blackboard lectures. Here she had a virgin boy to test her ideas on.
She sat up and plumped up the sleeping bag under his head like a big soft pillow. She made him clasp his hands together under his head so she would be free to move around on his prone body.
"Watch, Fred," she whispered. "Just lie there and watch me lick your cock. Concentrate on how good it feels. I'm going to give you the most super suck-job you've ever had in all your life. Better than you ever got from your mother."
She spread his legs and nestled between them. Her fingers gathered up her long blonde hair and quickly twisted it into a knot on the top of her head, so he could see every movement she would make with her mouth. She began licking his thighs, traveling slowly up one shaking leg, flicking softly around his swollen balls, then trailing her moist tongue down his other thigh. His cock grew even more rigid, jerking in the air. His fluid literally poured out of the tiny pee-slit at the tip of his cock.
She moved a bit higher on him. Her tongue began a gentle tapping on the super-sensitive underside of his cock. Inch by inch, from the base of his cock up his thick shaft to the very end of his wildly pulsating dick, she tapped and tapped. He tried to sit up, reaching for her head. Ann caught his hands and held them tightly, driving him wild with persistent, flicking blows of her firm tongue. His juice spread over his belly and trickled down his sides. It flowed between his quivering asscheeks.
She closed her mouth tightly over his swollen cockhead, running her tongue around and around his cocktip. She moved toward his feet, bending his dick down. Ann was astonished at the strength of his cock, straining against the top of her mouths. He heaved and bucked under her, wrestling his hands free of her grip.
He grabbed her head and forced it down, jamming his throbbing cock deep down her throat.
Ann tried to relax her throat muscles and let him slip in as far as he could push his tortured cock. She moved his legs wide apart and slid a finger between his buttcheeks. She pressed against his puckered asshole and began tapping against it, gently, in rhythm with his dick pulsating so strongly in her throat. He raised his knees, tilting his hips. Now Ann knew something else his mother had done with him. She had taught him to love the feel of a slim finger sliding in and out of his tight little asshole!
She bared her teeth and began gently biting his cockshaft, nipping up and down its length. She fingerfucked his clenching asshole. He was right on the verge of coming.
Abruptly she took her mouth away. Her finger stopped moving in his hole. He lay there, straining, shaking hotly. He was trying desperately to come. Ann counted to twenty to herself. Then her tongue slipped out of her wet mouth and began tapping, tapping, all over again. She brought him swiftly up to the very edge of spilling his load, then backed away again.
He began to understand what she was doing. She wasn't really just teasing him, she was building him up to the longest, strongest, wildest ball-busting climax he had ever had.
The finger stimulation of his ass added to the wild sensations of her teeth biting his shaft. She moved her head a bit lower and began sucking his balls. Her finger never stopped moving, probing, teasing his clenched asshole. Now she moved up again and closed her teeth tightly just below the rim of his cock. She bit and nibbled, closing her jaws and moving her head up and down. It didn't seem possible that it could, but his cock grew even harder in her mouth. Suddenly he caught her off guard, and his cock exploded! Huge globs surged up his cum-channel and flooded her sucking mouth. She gulped, but she couldn't take it fast enough. The cum ran down his jerking cock and surged over his aching balls. But his erection stayed firm – rock-hard!
"Now, Freddie!" Ann gasped hotly. "Now! We are going to fuck! I want that hard thing inside my pussy!"
She slammed her body down on his, her arms going around his neck. Her hips ground her pussy mound against him. She shuddered and bucked, raking her cunt against his steely rod. All thoughts of teaching him the fine techniques of pussyfucking vanished like a puff of smoke. All she could think of was getting his prick inside her cunthole and fucking herself into one mad orgasm after another.
When Fred felt his dick sliding into her cunt, he began rabbit-punching her pussy with quick and frantic thrusts of his strong hips. He came up on his knees and grabbed her legs, stretching her wide open. He stared at his cock whipping in and out. His slow growl of pleasure, made huge waves of goosebumps ripple over Ann's flesh. A quick climax came and went. Another! Another!
If Freddie felt her frantic cunt closing and releasing around his cock, he paid no attention. When she tried to sit up, clutching her heaving boobs, and fell back to lie moaning and writhing under him, he never took his eyes off the sight of his dick pounding in her hole. He was wild! Beyond any control! He pushed her legs up against her chest and rode up higher on her, his balls slapping against her wet flesh.
"Fuck Mommy," he choked, his voice sounding very deep. He grabbed her ankles and spread her achingly wide, peering at his cock whipping her pussyjuice into a white froth that burbled out of her hole. He pushed her legs down flat and grabbed her hands and stretched her arms out flat. He began doing agonizingly slow pushups, only his hands and his reaming cock touching her body.
She stiffened and clamped her cunt solidly around his shaft. She squeezed her pussy muscles when he pulled out and relaxed them when he slid slowly into her. They fucked with a steady pace, on and on. Ann couldn't remember how many times she had come. Her mouth was parched. Her chest heaved. Her head rolled around on the pillow, mindlessly fucking his young cock, whimpering ecstatically. Her body turned cold, then hotly flushed again. She felt she was all cunt – one huge cunt devouring miles and miles of hard prick!
"Oh no!" she suddenly choked. "What… what are you doing?" He had pulled out and was just sitting between her legs, staring at her tits clenched in her hands.
"You turn over," he growled. "Get up on your hands and knees. I want to put my dick up your ass. Just like I saw my daddy do one night. It must feel great! And my mommy loved it that way. We're gonna fuck just like they did that time."
"Mmmmm… yes, yes, yes, Freddie! Whatever you want. Screw my butt. Fuck it clear off!" Ann cried.
There wasn't anything she could teach this boy. He handled her like a whore-master, seizing her wiggling assmounds and driving his cock into her butthole with long, gut-wrenching strokes. She knew Freddie must have peeked into the bedroom door and watched Rod banging his mother's butt. He knew just how to grip her waist and ride her back and forth on his dick, while he held himself still. Her asshole fluttered around his shaft. Her tits swung in wild arcs, scratching her nipples over the sandy sleeping bag.
"Fuck that ass. Fuck it. Fuck it!" she kept mumbling aver and over. He pushed her flat, pounding her sweaty body down, down into the bag. His teeth bit her neck. He thrust deeply and held tight against her flaming butt, rotating his hips in mad circles, reaming her hole like it had never been reamed before.
Suddenly he rolled off her, pulling his throbbing cock out of her ass. He flipped her over and spread her legs, pulling her to him and lifting her butt up off the bag. He didn't say a word. He slammed his cock into her cunt, stroked twice, and pulled out. Ann bit her lip until it bled when she felt his cockhead rip into her asshole again. Out! Back into her snatch. Out. Smashing into her shithole again. Back and forth. One hard push into her cunt. One long deep thrust into her shit-chute. Over and over and over again.
Ann's eyes were glazed with lust and fatigue. Tears coursed down her hot face. Her hands waved feebly in the air. The kid was fucking her half to death! She gasped for air. All thoughts of climaxing escaped her. Her chest seemed banded with iron. Her ass was on fire. Her pussy muscles went slack. She felt herself slipping into a black void.
Now he was shaking her and saying something to her. "What… huh? What did you say, Freddie?" she mumbled. She realized she was lying, shivering, half on the gritty sand and half on the ripped-up bag.
"I said wake up," Freddie was saying. "I came. I got it off again. You didn't even know it. You kinda acted like you'd fallen asleep, but your cunt grabbed my cock when I came. It hurt like hell, you squeezed so hard!"
Ann sat up, rubbing her face. She felt cold and fucked out. And to think a young kid had been able to fuck her down, that way! She shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs.