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Freewheeling Barbara 5

12/31/2010

Barbara drove wildly through traffic, not knowing where
she was going. Etched in her mind was an indelible picture of stroking
her son's prick. She admitted to herself now that she had deliberately flaunted
her body before him, inviting his response, and then had run from him, terrified.
Horror at her perverse desires suffused her, dimming out not overwhelming
the aching of her frustrated cunt. Her twat was burning, it wanted to
be fucked, it didn't have any scruples about who did the fucking. She swerved
around a car, horn blaring, and tried to think. She could call Jason at the
office. She laughed aloud, picturing his reaction if she stumbled in, dripping
wet, and attacked him. Or the boy from yesterday, Skip, she remembered telling
him that she'd meet him at six, but that was too long! She needed it now.



"I'll go to the store he works for. He makes deliveries
for Smith's Department Store, " she said feverishly. How she
was going to get him to leave work and come with her she dismissed as unimportant.
If she could just see him. She pulled into the parking lot of the store and
jumped out of the car, looking around wildly. "Ah, Delivery Entrance, "
she muttered. She ran to the door, and finding it open, walked in. A man looked
at her disinterestedly.


"Yeah, lady?"


"Skip. Skip, is he here?" She peered around.



"Yeah, he's in the back. You his mother?"



"Yes. Can you get him? It's very important, an
emergency, " Barbara said. She felt very odd, her hair dripped down her neck, wetting
her back.


"Sure, why don't ya sit down? You don't look
so good, " the man answered kindly.


"Oh, I'm fine. Just get Skip, please. Hurry!"



"Okay, lady, calm down." The man was getting
slightly annoyed. He wasn't used to wet, distraught ladies bursting into his office
to see his delivery boys. He strolled to the inside door and yelled, "Hey,
Skip! Your Ma's here, says it's an emergency."


Skip's voice came clearly. "Ma? I don't,
hey, wait a sec! You say she's here? Okay." Barbara clenched her hands together
and took a deep breath as Skip entered the room. He grinned at her and winked slowly.
"Yeah, what's the trouble, Ma?"


"Uh, ah, I need your help, " Barbara stuttered.
She hadn't realized how tall he was, and she hadn't remembered his shoulders as
being so broad. He walked over to her, still grinning and took her arm.


"Mr. Johnson. I'll go help my Ma. I'll be
back in a while, okay?"


"Well, I suppose so, " the man said dubiously,
looking at the strange pair. "She is your mother..."


"Oh yes, sir, she certainly is, " Skip answered.
"Come on, Ma." He led Barbara firmly outside. She clung to his arm weakly. Now
that she had him, she was tongue-tied. "Where's the car?"
he asked. She showed him, and he steered her to it, unlocking the door and pushing her inside.
She collapsed on the seat and looked at him helplessly.


"So, what's the emergency? Couldn't wait,
huh?" He grinned at her again. She shuddered at the cocksure tone. He reached over and
pulled up her skirt roughly, sinking his finger into her.


"No, " she whispered, pulling away. "I
wanted... I mean..."


"Don't play coy now, lady" he said. "You
want it bad, don'tcha? So bad you hafta come get me from work. Well, where do you want it? Here,
or your place?" He stroked her cunt smoothly, his finger
sliding in and out. He felt a surge of power as he realized how much this woman wanted
him. It was an intoxicating feeling.


"No, can't go home, my son's there. Just
drive to the beach, " Barbara stuttered. Her body was on fire from his finger-fucking
and she knew she had to get out of here before she succumbed in broad daylight
in the parking lot.


"Can't drive, lady. I lost my license, "
Skip said. His teeth showed in a broad grin as he watched her. She was flushed and breathing
hard already, just from his finger in her twat.


Finally Skip said, "Hey, let's go! I ain't
got all day. Let's go down to the beach. I know a place."


Barbara backed the car out and followed his instructions.



It was a bright, hot day, and the beach was crowded, but Skip
directed her down a side road to a deserted point. She pulled to a stop
and stared at him questioningly. He was all business now.


"Got a blanket? No? Guess this hit you unexpected,
huh? Well, I'm always willing to help a lady. Take your dress off. Lemme see if
your bod's as good as I remember. Do it nice and slow, now, give me a good show
so I can get ready for you. Though I don't need much, " he
said, looking down at his pants and seeing the hard bulge. "Get my prick out first, "
he commanded. "Then give me a show." He sat back against a sand dune, legs
widespread and motioned her to him. "Come on, take it out!


Barbara knelt in front of him and, hand shaking, unzipped
his pants. His massive pecker sprang out, already engorged. She moaned
slightly and reached for it, but he slapped hand away. "No, strip for me,
lady. Let's see how good you are, " he commanded, circling his prick
with his thumb and forefinger. "Make it good and hard, and I'll fuck you! If you
don't do a good job, well..." he shrugged.


Barbara put her hands behind her neck and unzipped her dress,
trying to remember how the stripper she had seen in Vegas did it. She
moved her hips slightly to an imagined bump and grind routine and slowly
let the dress fall to the ground. She was still in her white bathing suit, and
she revolved slowly in front of him, thrusting out her pelvis, bending
so he could see the swell of her breasts. She unhooked the top of the suit in
back and let one breast fall free, still holding it to her other boob, teasing
him. She gathered the material in her hands and pressed it to her
chest, rubbing her tits with it, then let it fall to the ground, revealing the
full swell of her tits. She cupped her hands under her breasts and let her
fingers trail over the creamy surface, pinching the nipples until they stood
erect.


"Oh, yeah, that's good. Rub'em, honey, "
Skip gasped, hypnotized by the action of her hands. He rubbed his prick slowly, savoring
the strip tease. "The pants. Take off the pants. Let me see your cunt."



"Barbara smiled. She felt in control now as she excited
the young man. It was obvious he wanted her badly now, and she proposed to
make him frantic with lust before she let him enter her. She turned her back to
him and bent over, pulling the white bikini pants off her full ass, revealing
the twin moons of her buttocks to his view. She ran her hand over the cheeks
of her ass, parting the crack, showing a brief glimpse of her puckered
asshole, bending over so he could see the shadow of her cunt from behind. She
straightened and turned again, facing him, hooking her thumbs in the top
of her pants and inching them down, revealing a few reddish curls. She looked
him full in the eyes, licking her full lips with her wet tongue.


"Like it, Skip? Want to see more of my cunt?"
she asked softly.


"Yeah. Show me your twat, baby. Take of the pants and
show it to me!" Skip grunted. He had pulled off his jeans now, and he sat before
her naked, his cock jerking with excitement.


Barbara slowly slid the panties off, revealing her luxuriant
pubic bush, and stepped out of them. She stood before him nude, her hands
covering her bush, smiling at him lewdly. She was unbearably excited. She
could feel the moisture trickling from her overheated cunt. She walked
in front of him, moving her hands and spreading her legs so he could gaze
at her. One hand held apart the fleshy lips of her cunt. She was only inches
away from him now, and her female odor reached his nostrils. They twitched
at the enticing smell, and he grabbed upward, bringing her cunt against
his mouth, inhaling the musky odor, lapping fiercely at the dripping cunt.



"Oh, yes, suck it, " she squealed, her knees
buckling. She slumped onto him, her twat mashing into his face. He licked up and down, his
nose bumping against her clitoris, sending waves of pleasure through
her. "Eat me out, darling, eat my cunt!" she moaned, squatting over
him. Her body writhed as it sought the satisfaction denied since yesterday, her hips
twisting and undulating on his tongue, her cunt dripping pussy nectar
down his willing throat. And Skip complied, doing his best to swallow the
flood of juice, slurping valiently at the demanding cunt, sticking his
tongue into her hole and twirling around, nibbling at the nub of her clitoris.
She came quickly, spasming wildly, gushing into his mouth. She fell on the
sand beside him.


"Oh, that was fantastic. You're a great cunt
lapper, " she babbled, not quite believing she had finally found the release she had
craved so violently.


"Turn over, " Skip said roughly. He was extremely
aroused, her strip tease had almost made him shoot and he had controlled himself
with difficulty as he ate her cunt. He wanted something else, something he had
promised himself to have yesterday. He wanted to plunge his pecker into the
steaming depths of her ass! He turned her over and spread her cheeks, staring
enraptured at the puckered rose of her asshole. "Oh baby, this is gonna
be great!" he muttered, bending down and licking the crack of her ass. It tasted
salty, not at all unpleasant. His tongue found the tiny hole and bored in,
licking the tight dry walls, lubricating them for his entrance.


"Wha - what are you doing?" Barbara hissed.
"Not there. In my cunt. Do it in my cunt."


"Hell no, baby. I'm gonna cornhole you, "
Skip answered, spitting in one hand and greasing his pole. "Just relax."


"No, no." Barbara struggled to no avail. She
was pinned firmly under his weight, her head pressed into the sand. Her ass stuck up
in the air, the cheeks already spread by his hand. Unbelieving she had
felt his tongue rim her, feeling like a hot rasp. She knew it was going to hurt
terribly. His finger had hurt yesterday when he stuck it there! She knew
his massive pecker would rip her in two! "Please don't, not there, "
she moaned, twisting her hips away from him.


"Hold still, damn it, " Skip muttered through
clenched teeth, "or I will hurt you, Goddamn it! I said hold still!" He punctuated
his words with a sharp slap on her posterior and Barbara subsided. She held herself
tensely, terrified of the pain she knew would rip through her.


Skip positioned his penis at the entranceway to her bowels
and pressed gently. The head slipped halfway in, stretching the membranes
and causing her to moan feebly and squirm in pain. "Hold still!"
he repeated, taking a firm grip on her and pushing forward. The head of his prick slipped
inside the distended hole, opening the ring of sphincter muscles
for entrance. Skip felt the tight ring of muscles clamp against his prick and he
almost came on the spot from the exciting pressure. He gritted his teeth and
shoved mightily. His dick thrust into the virgin asshole, tearing the membranes
with a burst. He slumped against her, his cock buried in her asshole,
his balls crushed against her ass, and rested a moment, soaking in the dark
warmth. It was a lot hotter and tighter than any cunt he'd ever been
in, and dry too! He moved slightly, then pulled out a ways and began pumping into
her.


Barbara stayed perfectly still. The pain was unbearable.
She could feel the entire length of his cock inside her bowels like a red
hot poker. Her whole ass was on fire, she could feel the battered muscles
contorting with pain as he pumped steadily into her. He's killing me,
she thought. She groaned loudly as pain lanced through her bowels, making
her feel violently sick. I deserve it, this is my punishment, I deserve to be
treated like this, her mind chanted to her.


"Move it!" Skip snapped suddenly. "You
know how. Move your ass up and down, baby, so I can get all the way in you!" He slid
one hand beneath her and groped for her sticky cunt, thrusting his finger into
her. In and out. In and out. His finger kept perfect time with his cock and
Barbara was surprised to find the pain receding as the pleasure radiated
from her cunt. Suddenly, she wanted him to fuck her ass. The feelings his
cock evoked were exciting beyond belief! She moved her hips tentatively
at first, then boldly, pushing his prong into her depths.


"That's it! Shake your ass!" Skip cried
exultantly as the movement transmitted to his pecker. Her ass muscles were sucking
at him now, pulling him deeply into her hot dry shithole, squeezing the head
of his dick until he felt his balls would burst. His balls smashed against her
ass with each stroke, squishing in the moisture that dripped from her
excited twat.


"Oooo, yes, fuck my ass! Shit, baby, ram it home and
ream me out!" Barbara cried, bucking her ass up and down, then whirling it in circles,
screwing herself onto his pole. "Cram me full of cock. Give
it to me! Harder! Fuck me harder! Stick your hand in my cunt, give it to me!"



Skip smiled grimly and continued to thrust strongly into
the bouncing ass. "I knew you'd like it!" he crowed. "You
love it, don'tcha? You love me fucking your ass! Yeah, move it! Clench your muscles. Use
your ass to make me cum. Move it good. So good, hot mother. Good fucking, "
he cried. He could feel his cum burning in the pit of his stomach and he
clutched at the slippery flesh of her posterior with trembling fingers,
one hand still buried deep in her twat. He could tell she was cumming, too, her
juices spurting over his hand and drencheing his balls. "Yeah, I'm
gonna cum in your fucking ass!" he cried.


Barbara tensed at his words. She wanted to feel the hot flow
of semen flood her battered asshole. She moved wildly under him, her tits
bouncing, her cunt gripping his hand. She felt her ass suck at his pounding
cock. She squeezed her muscles and felt the rigid flesh of his prick swell and
grow hotter as he gave one last heave and wedged himself firmly in her ass.
His balls tightened and burst, sending spurt after spurt of hot semen into the
dark recesses of her bowels, spattering the dry walls of her bunghole with
thick white cream. She shuddered beneath him, her orgasm overtaking her at
the same moment, her cunt convulsing and gushing onto his digging hand. She
could feel his pecker still spitting inside her ass, softening now and slipping
out. Her ass muscles grabbed at it futilely, trying to keep it inside
her, but it slipped out and the boy rolled sideways onto his back. Barbara stayed
on her hands and knees, her ass stuck in the air, gobs of sperm dripping
from her asshole and running down the backs of her legs. She was too weak to
move. Her ravaged rear throbbed dully, but her cunt was satisfied
for a time. But she still wanted something in there. Something good and hard
in her twat. She thought suddenly of Jerry's pictures, the one of the
woman being screwed in the ass while she sucked another guy off. She wondered if
the guy in her mouth had transferred to her cunt after the cock finished
in her ass. And she wondered how it would feel to be screwed in the front and
back at the same time.


As she realized what she was thinking, she moaned. One isn't
enough for you? You're damn lucky you got this, she told herself,
quelling her perverted thought. This is bad enough, picking up a delivery boy to
fuck you so you won't think about fucking your son. And now thinking
about that! You're evil, wicked!


"You okay?" Skip asked rolling over and looking
at her. She hadn't moved. He hoped that he hadn't hurt her, he had smashed into
her awfully hard. "Hey, say something."


Barbara shivered as his hand stroked her ass. She rolled
over and faced him, saying in a small voice, "Do you think you could
get hard again and screw me in my cunt?"


Skip stared at her, his mouth open. Here he had thought he
had ruptured her ass and she wanted more! He grinned admiringly. "Sure,
lady, anything you want!" He laughed in relief. "You'll have
to suck it to a stand though. I can't get it up alone." He laughed again with
all the assurance of a youth who knew he had years of fucking before him. He felt like
he could screw her all day and night and never get tired. She was far and away
the best piece of tail he'd had in his young life.


Barbara scrambled to him, wincing as her still painful
ass touched the ground. She knelt before him and lifted his limp prick with
one hand. "While I blow you, why don't you tell me about some of the other
women you've screwed, " Barbara asked, knowing the recollections
would hurry his erection. And besides, she had a perverse desire to hear of his sexual
encounters. She had never imagined a man so young would be so experienced.
He was only a year older than her son, and Jerry was obviously a virgin. She
shuddered at the thought of her lust for her son, and continued hastily.
"Tell me about your first time, tell me all about your girl friends, "
she urged hotly. "I'll suck you off while you tell me, and then you can fuck my cunt!"



"Well, " Skip began slowly. "I've
never had a chick like you, that's for sure. You're really outasight! A far out fucking lady!"
He ran his fingers through her hair possessively.


"Tell me about your other girls, " Barbara
urged, lowering her head to his groin and licking around the base of his penis. She cleaned
his pole thoroughly, from the root to the tip, licking daintily
along the whole surface. She was gratified to notice that it was swelling
slightly, hardening under her tongue.


"Okay. Well, my first time was when I was a kid. I was
always big for my age, a lot bigger than the other boys. I started playing
with myself when I was about nine, but it was a while before I got into a real
cunt! My sister is a couple of years older than me. I used to watch her undress
at night through the keyhole and then jerk off afterward.


"Anyhow, one night she had a girl friend spend the
night with her, and I was watching them. They didn't do anything for a long time,
just sat around and yakked, and I was getting tired of waiting, when my sister
started to undress. She and her friends had been talking about boys at school,
what kind of girls they went for and all, and my sister pulled off her clothes
and pointed out her tits and ass to her friend, laughing as she described
how the boys had played with her tits and cunt! She rubbed her little titties
until they stood straight up and pulled her cunt open and showed it to her
friend. The other girl stripped, too. She was older than my sister, and her
body was fully developed. She had big sized tits that swing when she walked
and a real bush of hair on her twat! You better believe I was one horny kid,
watching all that action! I started jerking off right there in the hallway,
and my parents were both gone, so I didn't have to worry about them.
Anyhow, I stood there in the hallway, my eye glued to the keyhole, my hand jerking
at my pud! I watched those two girls compare tits and cunts, holding
up each other's tits to feel the weight, running their fingers in and out of each
other's cunts. Finally I realized they had stopped playing. They were
kissing each other right on the mouth, mashing their breasts together, squishing
their cunts together! I had never imagined girls doing that. I couldn't
believe it! But it was great, wow, it was fucking fantastic! I was about
to cum all over the door, just from watching those two chicks get it on! They
went into a sixty-nine. I didn't know what it was called then,
but it looked like great fun. They mouthed away at each other's twats, slurping
up the juices. It was really far out watching that blonde head ramming into the
dark cunt, and the other way, too." His voice trailed off in a stream
of remembrance.


"Well, then what happened?" Barbara asked
impatiently, raising her head from his cock. It had gotten completely stiff during the telling
of his story, and Barbara chewed on the tip gently as she waited for him to
continue. Her twat was steaming now, aroused by the picture of the two girls.
She wanted to hear the end of the story!


"Oh, just keep sucking, honey. I'll try to make
it short so we can get down to business. Anyhow, I must've been puffing like a
steam engine on the other side of the door, because my sister raised her head from
her friend's steaming crotch and listened. I couldn't stop, I was grunting
with my cum. I was just about to shoot, and I couldn't move! I kept jacking
off, hoping my sister wouldn't come to the door, but I was helpless to stop!
She got up and opened the door just as I blew my nuts! All over her! She just stood
there staring at me, my sperm splattering against her! I was really scared,
man! I didn't know what to do! She laughed, and then took me by the hand
and led me into the room. 'Look what I found!' she told her friend.
'My little bother, all grown up!' She pulled my hand and gently to me to the
bed.


" 'God!' her friend said. 'How old is
he? It's a big one.' She reached out and grabbed my pecker. It was almost five inches, and she
rolled it in her hand. 'Do you like to watch girls?' she asked gently."



"I stammered out something. I couldn't believe
the whole thing. Anyhow, she took my little prick in her mouth and gave me my first
sucking. It stood right up and she giggled as she asked my sister if she thought
I was ready to fuck! And my sister helped her. She guided me into that hole,
placing my legs, positioning me atop her friend. Once I was there I
knew what to do! It was like second nature. I poked in and out of her. I must've
gone five strokes before I shot my wad!" He laughed, remembering
his wild excitement at the feel of a cunt engulfing his prick. "Anyhow, they
taught me a lot, the two of them! I fucked that chick once a week for a couple of
years, and then she moved away. And my sis, she'd never let me cum in
her cunt, but she taught me how to eat a pussy, and she blew me whenever I wanted!
I guess I was lucky, getting an early start like that. I'll always
remember that broad ..." He was silent.


Barbara thrust down a surge of jealousy. She should be grateful
for that girl, teaching her lover all that. Why, he was as experienced
as a grown man and had the resilience of youth besides! His young prick
stood at full attention now as she bobbed her head up and down on it. Her
pussy was dripping wet with excitement, wanting to be filled. She
raised her head and said hoarsely, "Fuck me, Skip, get on me and stick
it in my cunt!" She lay back in the sand, opening her legs to welcome him.


Skip poised himself before her, kneeling between her out-spread
thighs. He looked at her wet, glistening cunt and licked his lips,
remembering the salty taste of her cum juice. He stroked his hand up and down the
length of his pecker.


"Hurry up, I can't stand it, " Barbara
moaned, raising her hips to him. Her whole body was a mass of trembling, quivering nerves. The
sand rasped against her backside, which was still sore from the cornholing.
She could feel every separate grain of sand digging into the bruised flesh,
and she ground her hips masochistically into the rough surface, relishing every
stab of pain. The sun beat down on her unprotected body. She could feel heat washing
over her inside and out. She closed her eyes against the glare, rubbing
her head back and forth in the coarse sand.


"You really want it, don'tcha, lady?"
Skip grunted. "Tell me how much you want my prick in you." He rubbed the head teasingly
over her distended cuntlips, relishing her moan of excitement. He was unbearably
excited himself, but he wanted to prolong the the time before he
plunged into her hot box as long as he could, until he couldn't stand it any
more. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the head of his prick and slid over the
engorged surface, glistening in the sun. "Tell me what you want. Tell
me just how you like it, " he repeated, his eyes running over her firm
body that lay so abjectly before him.


"Oh, please, fuck my cunt, Skip! Stick your big hard
dick into my pussy and screw me! God, how I want it! Poke me, ram me, please! Put
it in my cunt and twist it around and screw me into the sand. Ohhhh, I can't
stand it! I'll die from wanting you!" Barbara cried wildly,
her lewd words exciting her further. Her hands crept up and massaged her tits, squeezing
her nipples between her fingers until they almost popped. A thin sheen
of sweat gleamed on the tanned surface of her body now, compounded of heat
and lust. She arched her body up, presenting her cunt to Skip's fascinated
gaze, and executing a series of slow bumps and grinds, simulating
the sex act, urging himself to bury himself in her twat, "Please, stick
it in there."


"What?" Skip asked innocently. He was enjoying
himself. This was almost as good as the actual screwing, watching a beautiful woman
flaunt her pussy at your eyes, begging you to enter her! "What do you want
in your cunt, baby?"


"Stick your finger in there, cram your goddamn hand
in my pussy!" Barbara almost screamed. "Get it all hot and juicy and then
give me your cock!"


Skip grinned. It already looked pretty juicy to him, but
he was willing to play around a little longer, until the urge to fuck drove
everything else from his mind. He put two fingers stiffly together and jammed
them into her steamy box, sinking through the hot flesh and churning around.
"Is that good?" he asked, breathing heavily as he watched his fingers fuck
her twat. He flicked the clitoris with his thumb and smiled at the tremor that
went through her. Her skin rippled under its thin coating of sweat as she hunched
frantically against his fingers. "How do you like that, baby?
Do you like me finger-fucking your snatch?" Skip muttered to her.



Barbara looked down past her breasts to the hairy mound
of her cunt, watching his fingers dig in and out. Her hips moved furiously
against the fucking hand as he drew it out. Her hips moved furiously
against the fucking hand as she tried to get more of his hand inside her. She felt
like her cunt was a mile wide and could take anything! She sucked her muscles
around his fingers and bore down with all her strength. She couldn't
believe the sensations that were flooding her with every stroke of
his arm. She quivered and bucked with lustful tremors, her pussy gushing lubrication
around his hand. "Put your whole hand in. Fuck me with your arm,
cram it in there!" she cried.


Skip hesitated. He had never heard of putting a whole hand
inside a woman's cunt. Surely it was way too big! He hooked his fingers inside
and stretched the walls experimentally. They stretched around his probing
digit accommodatingly. He shrugged. He was willing to try anything,
and if she thought she could take it.... Carefully he inserted another
finger alongside the two already in her steamy hole. She moaned slightly,
but didn't stop the tempo of her hips. He drew his hand out and bunched his little
finger with the others and rammed it again into her. "That good?"
he breathed, watching her cunt stretch in fascination.


"Oooohhhh! Yes! Yes, darling, give it to me! Put your
fist in my cunt! Fist-fuck me! I want it, God, I want it!" Barbara bucked
against him. Her cunt was stretched to the limit now, crazily she wondered
how far it would go before it ripped. She didn't care, she wanted him to
put his whole fist inside her. The depravity of the action further stimulated
her. She could see him between her legs, his four fingers stiffly extended,
pumping in and out of her. She wanted to feel his hand - to clamp down on his
wrist with her cunt! "Go on, please, your fist, " she whimpered.



"Okay, lady, you asked for it, " Skip laughed.
The novelty of the scene was getting to him, turning him on immeasurably. He doubled
his thumb under his other fingers and thrust into her warm crotch, twisting
his wrist as he drove in so that his entire fist slid through the muscles surrounding
her vaginal canal. And he was in! He flexed his fingers carefully inside
the tight passageway, the slick walls of her cunt vibrated beneath
his fingertips and clutched wildly at his hand. "Feel it? I've got
my fist in your cunt!" he whispered hoarsely. He pulled out slightly and began stroking
her with quick jabs of his arm.


Barbara had tensed as he sought entry to her hole, and forced
herself to relax so he could get in. She hadn't really thought
it possible, but it had happened, he was in her up to the wrist! She could feel each
one of his fingers like it was a separate cock, probing and bunching
at the entrance of her womb. With a loud cry, she arched her back and drove her
hips at him, forcing his hand as far as it would go. She felt a frantic
wave of orgasm come crashing around her. Her legs went limp, her body quaked
as she pounded against his fist. She could feel every part of her body,
in her ears a dull roaring drowned out the sound of her screaming, her eyes
blurred and shards of color danced before them.


"I'm cummmmmiinnnggg!" she squealed.
"All over your hand, oh God, I'm cumming! Help me! Stop! Stop! It's too much! I can't
stand it!" As she shuddered through her orgasm, Skip withdrew his hand slowly,
her cunt made a squishing noise as he pulled out. As folds slipped together
and returned to normal size he stared at his hand again in amazement. It
was unreal that he had had his fist inside that tiny hole. He looked down at
his prick. It was standing straight up and pulsing furiously, he could see
the blood flowing in the enlarged veins that stood out all over the surface.



He brought his cock to the still dripping hole and pressed
in gently, feeling the puffy flesh give under his pressure. "Ready
for it now, baby?" he murmured. "Ready for some fucking? I'm gonna
really give it to ya. I know you can take it now, " he promised.


Barbara shivered as the smooth head of his cock probed her
cunt. She had been really turned on by the fist fuck. The novelty and the
wildness of it had made her cum violently, but there was nothing like the
feel of a hard cock cleaving her opening! She smiled lasciviously at him and
opened her legs even wider, giving him a perfect target. "Yeah, I'm
ready!" she answered, matching his tone. "Give it to me, hard and fast, lover! Fuck
me like I was meant to be fucked. Ram it into my cunt! I'm waiting for you.
My pussy's begging for it. Give it to me!" She drew in her breath and held it
as he stirred in her outer chambers, then let out in a whoosh as he plunged suddenly
into her depths. Her flesh parted easily under his thrust, but closed
around his prick with the tenacity of rubber, enclosing him in a vise of sticky
flesh.


"God! It's still tight!" he grunted wonderingly
as he felt the action of her muscles. He had thought his fist might have stretched
her beyond repair, but her resilient cunt snapped back into action like a spring.
He fucked in and out of her cuntal hole, feeling his balls squish against
her ass with each stroke. Her legs were wrapped around his back and he suddenly
raised them around his neck, pulling her almost straight up against
his prick. Her arms were tight around his neck, too. He held her bent double
against him as he drove into her.


Barbara could hardly move in this position, but that didn't
matter as his prick hit new depths plumbing her canal to the bottom. He
thrust into her like a pile driver, in mighty lunges. With every blow of
his prong Barbara shuddered violently, her cunt clutching at his smooth
rod. She could feel him all the way in her stomach. It felt like he was fucking her
guts! She tightened her legs and arms around his neck and shook and
shuddered under his pumping penis, feeling her orgasm begin to sweep her in
a series of undulating waves, each one higher than the one before. She was being
buffeted by a sea of lust. Her body rolled with the waves and surfaced, then
rolled off again in a crashing peak.


"O - uh - uh - uh! FUCK ME! I'M CUMMING! Oh... God,
I'm cumming again! Harder... don't stop... fuck me! Give it to me! Cum
in me - I WANT YOUR CUM: PLEASE... I'M CUMMING AGAIN, FUCK ME!!" she
screamed, not knowing or caring what she said or did.


Skip gritted his teeth and hung onto the convulsing body
beneath him, never ceasing his relentless plunges into her spasming flesh.
He knew she was gripped in a series of multiple orgasms. He could feel her
cunt clasping and unclasping on his prick as she flopped like a fish impaled
on a spear. He loved fucking her, he loved the fantastic action of her
active pussy on his cock, the smooth movement of her hips beneath his changing
to the jerks of orgasm.


"Get ready, I'm cumming, " he warned.
"Hold on. NNOW! FEEL IT! JESUS! I'M CUMMING, BABY!" he screamed at her, forcing himself
fully into her, grinding and twisting his prick into her cunt. It swelled even larger
and grew even more sensitive. He could feel every tremor of her cunt through
the nerves in the head. He twisted and turned into her cunt, and then he
was spurting. A flood of semen burst from the head of his cock, shooting
from his balls through his prick to splatter into Barbara's twat,
filling her canal with hot semen.


"AAAggghhh!!" Barbara squealed as the hot
column of sperm flooded her sensitive cunt. She could feel it gushing into her, burning
hot on the walls of her cunt, filling her to overflowing, running out of
her slot and down her thighs. She hadn't thought there was that much sperm
in the world, she thought crazily as Skip pumped weakly against her, flinging
out his last drops of semen. Her cunt sucked hungrily at his softening prick,
milking his balls for every ounce of cum. She shuddered against him a final
time as the last of her orgasm fluttered through her. Her legs slid down his
back and she lay back flat on the ground, her eyes closed, a beatific smile
on her face. Skip slumped beside her, his head on his arms. He was exhausted,
the last two fucks had really taken it out of him. He laughed weakly,
glancing at her sperm-coated thighs, realizing how much it had taken out
of him!


"Goddamn great fucking, " Skip muttered.
"You really know how to ball. You're the best piece of ass I've ever had, no shit!"
He meant every word. He had been with some horny chicks after his start with his
sister and her friend, but never had he had a grown woman at the peak of her
desires! He shook his head. No wonder they always said an older woman
was the best lay! He wondered how the hell a guy her age would keep up with her.
He was wearing out, and he was only eighteen! A very experienced and mature
eighteen, but still a young boy with supposedly endless sexual prowess.
He sighed. He knew he could bring her off again and again, with his tongue,
his hands and his cock, but he didn't want to wear himself out completely!
He figured she could take on another guy easy. Hell, she could probably take
on an army and come back for more! He felt the thrill of pride in his insatiable
mistress. He was proud of her raging appetite as well as her luscious
body. If he had realized that it was he who had unlocked her lust and brought
forth her insatiable appetite, he would have been prouder still.
But he didn't know that until yesterday she had been a frigid woman, frozen
by her uncaring husband and inept lover. He had come along at exactly the
right time and opened a new world to her.


Barbara lay flat on the sand, her body glowing with the warmth
that only comes from being well-fucked. She reached for Skip's
hand and held it. Whatever happened, whatever she did because of her new
emotions, she would always be grateful to him for showing her how it felt to be
a woman. She had found sexual release and satisfaction now. It remained
for her to learn to control her desires.


For a woman of thirty-five, at the height of her sexual potential,
to suddenly come from the cavern of frigidity into the white
hot light of sensuality was a little too extreme, her mind had to catch
up to her body. She knew that she wanted sex constantly now. She had been
deprived too long, and her body was making up for lost time. She smiled at her
young lover, studying him covertly, reveling in the sleek beauty of
his firm bronze limbs, wishing he were hard again and could fuck her some more.



She needed to be fucked steadily for a week, she thought
to herself, smiling. If Jason could see me now, or my ex-husband, she
mused. Perhaps if her husband had taken the time to indoctrinate her into
sex, to lead her along until she was ready for this. She shook her head violently.
There was no use mourning the past and what might have been! She was here,
now, she was lucky enough to have been awakened before it was too late, and
she meant to make the most of her awakening.


She would do everything she could to satisfy her appetite
and to keep at bay her incestuous desires for her son! Because she knew that
was wrong. Every moral scruple cried against it. She was afraid of incest
to the fibers of her being. She had to get completely fucked out before she went
home. She couldn't have a repeat of the scene in her pool. She
needed more fucking. Every day until he left at the end of the week.


As if he read her mind, Skip turned to her. "You're
a fantastic lady, " he murmured. "Really far out. I just had a great idea.
You might like it. Well, I have a friend who lives right down the beach. He's
a little older than me, and I hang out there once in a while. What say we buzz
over and take a shower and rest a while? This sun's hot as shit!"
He grinned at her engagingly, watching her reaction. He wanted to show her
off to Buddy. Buddy really dug older chicks. He was always bragging about the
ones he'd had and how they could fuck circles around teenyboppers. Maybe
they could all get it on. Skip would love to see Buddy's face when he walked
in with this fantastic lady. They could smoke a little, relax. Who knows what might
happen then? He shivered slightly as a picture flitted through his mind,
Barbara blowing him and taking Buddy in her cunt at the same time.


"Well, if you're sure he won't mind us busting
in like this, " Barbara said warily. She didn't know if she wanted to meet another
guy or not. Maybe he'd laugh at her for being over thirty!


Her doubt must have shown on her face because Skip laughed
and stroked her hair. "He'll love you. Really! Any guy would.
You're a really beautiful lady! Come on and get dressed. Wipe off some of the cum if
you can, aw, shit! We need a towel to get all this! I must have cum a bucketful!"



Laughing, the two dressed their sticky bodies in their
sandy clothes and piled in the car, Barbara driving.


"Where to?"


"Just go out the way we came in and turn left. He lives
about a mile down, " Skip said. He leaned back in the seat, letting the wind ruffle
his long hair. He gazed appreciatively at his mistress. She looked even
more beautiful with her red hair tangled and full of sand and her cheeks flushed
with sun and loving that she had before. He leaned back, admiring the
pretty picture she made as she laughed happily at him.


"I don't even remember how we got here, "
she giggled. "I was so hot for you I couldn't see straight!" She looked at him fondly,
her heart full of satisfaction and her mind filled with plans.




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