0 comments/ 21996 views/ 17 favorites Handi-Horny Ch. 03: Mom Needs Cock By: Phallux This is Part 3 in the Handi-Horny story. Stay tuned for more coming soon. Enjoy. ***** Eve skipped panties and hastily slipped into a short sun dress. Her pussy was warm and pulsing, the lightest touch away from orgasming again. Emily's young pussy juices were all over her face, she could smell it, feel it. Her breathing came in short, quick breaths, not helping. After washing up and brushing her teeth, she arranged the scoop neck of her dress in the mirror. Her stiff, aching nipples were masked as much as possible by the floral print. She skipped a bra, relying on the elastic bust of the dress to keep her from jiggling too much. "Mom, table's ready!" Matt called from down the hall in the kitchen. Eve gathered herself, took a deep breath, and opened her bedroom door. Entering the kitchen, she saw Matt pouring drinks for the three of them. Emily was absent...a relief. Eve wasn't sure if she could look the young girl in the eye after their hot, spontaneous hook-up mere moments before. "Where's Emily, Matty?", asked Eve, voice still husky. "She's in the driveway talking to her brother about something. I guess he's asking if she wants to split a pizza." "We have plenty of pizza for Big Boy Brian...I mean...", Eve stumbled on her words, having just used her friend Nikki's nickname for Emily's brother. Matt shot her a look. "It's Nikki's nickname, not mine. But he is a hunk, at least give your Mom that." Eve pictured Brian's tanned, ripped chest, mowing grass... "Mom, I don't know. He eats a lot." Eve opened the oven. "See, two large pizzas and I'll probably only have one slice, and Emily probably eats like me." Matt wheeled outside onto the ramp leading to the driveway. The sun was low in the reddening sky, the trees still. Eve set a 4th table setting. As she did, her pulse picked up again, her pussy hot, excited about Brian coming over. It was all wrong. She shouldn't feel this way. It was her neighbor's kid, she told herself. Full-grown and out of highschool though, and Nikki always joked about all the naughty things she'd do with him... "Hi Mrs. L", a baritone voice rumbled. The screen door creaked several times as Brian, Emily, and finally Matt came in from outside. She tried to respond, but no voice came out at first. "Hi Brian, glad you could join us." Her eyes inspected the cut outlines of his chest through his collared polo top. He smirked as his narrowed eyes drifted to her chest. "Thanks for the invite. I was just gettin' hungry. Little Twat...I mean...Emily, wasn't home yet." Ignoring the slur, "Oh, your parents didn't tell you that we had her for the weekend?" Eve asked, pulling a chair out for Brian. He went heavy on the cologne. Normally, it would make her scrunch her nose, but now, at this moment, she secretly loved it and inhaled deeply. "Soda or would you like a beer?" "Mom, Brian's not twenty-one yet!", Matt protested. "Brian drinks all the time", Emily countered. "Mom even picks him up beer saying it's safer to drink at home than out in the woods somewhere." Brian nodded. A douchey grin on his face. "Yeah, I'll have a beer. Whatever you got." Normally when a young person was being a little shit, Eve would tell them to go get it themselves and say something like, 'I'm not your Mom'. However, she was willing to overlook a lot at the moment and simply obeyed and retrieved him one. "Dig in while the pies are hot." Eve heard the shuffling of plates and cutting of slices. The cold air from the open fridge made her nipples twinge as she bent for a bottle. Popping the top, she paused, rubbing the bottle against herself. Her nipples stiffened. Her pulse quickened thinking about Brian. He knew they were hard. Her face reddened. Did she have no shame? Eve closed the door, turning, and observed Matt and Emily grinning at each other over slices. Brian, however, was eating with his head turned toward her. His eyes rose from down low on her body on up to her chest. She became overly self-conscious and her face warmed. Her nipples pressed at the fabric, pushing the dress outward at two distinct points. She did nothing to hide them. Taking a breath to calm her excitement, Eve passed the bottle to him, not meeting his eye, letting him look as much as he wanted. Did the crotch of his shorts just move? They were loose-flowing basketball shorts, and she could swear something moved. Is he aroused? He grunted a 'thanks' and took a long swig. The cheeky turd shamelessly watched as her chest gently bounced as she took her own seat at the table. She never felt more aware of her body, especially her breasts. Warmth glowed between her thighs. "Mom, I want to show Emily that new show I'm watching", Matt suddenly said. "Can we go eat in my room?" "That silly one? Sure. You two go have fun." She and he were now alone. Eve heard Matt's TV power on and his show come up down the hall. Matt's door closed and it got suddenly quiet. She could hear herself chewing. Brian ate quickly. No time for small talk, only for eating. She wouldn't know what to talk about anyway. Eve finished her slice and then stuck a fork into the side salad she always ordered. "Is that how you do it?" Brian asked, breaking the monotony. Eve forced a swallow. "Excuse me?" "Salad. Is that how you manage to look so...so...", he seemed at a loss for words. "So -what?" "Well, my friends think you're...hot", he quickly followed with a long pull on his beer, draining it. His face reddened, either from the embarrassment of what he just blurted out, or else the beer, or maybe both. Eve heard herself breathe then felt herself smile, like a little girl. She watched his smiling eyes as they moved from his plate back to her chest. She felt her chest rise and fall. Rise and fall. Her breasts never felt so perky and full. Her nipples...they begged to be released. The thin, scrunchy material barely contained them. She glanced down. They were pointing straight forward, at least a half inch outward. She was glad Emily and Matty left the room. "I'm sorry if...", Brian started. "I'm sorry if we embarrassed you at all." Eve regained her focus. Her eyes moved between his reddish lips and the stubble he seemed to always keep on his tanned face. "What do you mean? Another beer?" Without waiting, Eve rose and turned her back to him, heading for the fridge. Her legs felt unusually bare as her dress flowed around them. Did she wear panties? "My friends and I. We're just joking around, you know?" "Joking around?" Her voice muffled somewhat by the fridge interior. Pulse beating like a drum in her ears. "You know. Like when you come home and say hi to us when we're hanging out." Eve closed the door and turned back to him, two bottles in hand. "I haven't had a drink in ages. Cheers." They both drank, tipping them back. "We don't mean anything by it. It's just...just..." Brian seemed at a loss for words. His eyes darted from her eyes to her chest and then one of her nipples to the other, hands gesturing. Eve cut in, "You're just young, virile guys, doing what young, virile guys do. You should see the ball boys at the tennis club. Burning holes through our clothes, staring at our bodies. Is it kinda creepy? Sometimes." She tossed the bottle in the bin. Leaning back on the counter, she crossing her legs, posing a bit. Her tilted head made her hair fall onto one shoulder. She felt very sexy in his presence. "But it feels good, too." Eve watched, waited. Did his shorts move again? She thought she saw a lump. Brian dropped his gaze. "Well, you're a lot to look at. I mean..." "You mean -what?" She turned back to the fridge and grabbed a six-pack this time. She felt warm. Buzzed. She was enjoying this. His compliments fed the growing lust inside her. His cock was letting her know that she turned him on. His cock, was it big? Brian moved his beer in front of his crotch at that very moment and smiled. Did he see her staring? Was she staring? She was only looking, she thought to herself. His friends certainly ogled her body. It made her feel desired. Wanted. Her face warmed again, her cheeks blushing. She lifted the six pack in front of him. He took it, cradling it in his muscular arms. The lump in his shorts was bigger, pointing downward. She could see the outline now. "You have something in your hair." Eve lied. She stepped into him, pretending to pick something from his short hair. Her breasts made contact with his arm. She let him smell her. Let him feel her as she pressed her breasts into him. He moved his arm slightly. Her nipples roused. She knew he felt them, poking him. "There we go, all gone." Eve lied again, stepping back. She glanced downward. He started pitching a tent, right there in her kitchen. Brian blushed. Checking the hallway to be sure no one was there, she turned to Brian and continued her earlier question, "What do you mean, 'I'm a lot to look at?" Her breathing quickened. She dared him to answer, to admit she made him hard. Grasping the six pack, high to his chest, he blurted, "You're stacked, Mrs. L! No doubt about it." He grinned, turned quickly and then headed out the door. Eve giggled, holding the back of her hand to her mouth trying to contain it. She felt feminine. She felt desired. Her own desire rose. Satisfied Matty and Emily were still in his room, Eve followed him outside. He strode, slightly bent, to his usual hang-out spot, to a group of lawn chairs just behind his parents' house with a view of their, and her, driveways. Evening was gathering quickly. A light breeze picked up her skirt and tousled her hair. She had a sudden start that someone may be watching and so she paused to scan her surroundings. It wasn't too late to call it a night, to tell Brian that she'd had enough beer for one night. Her mind swam. A mind quite curious about the growing cock inside that young man's shorts. Too curious? She proceeded down her steps and across the way. Dusk was settling. Shadows lengthened. Glimpses of dwindling, reddish sunlight twinkled through leaves here and there. Two stars twinkled in the darkening sky over head. Nosy Mr. Stimpleton raked leaves in the next yard past Brian's, his balding head barely visible through the tall hedge that separated their yards. She didn't think he noticed them. The thought that he might see them together both scared and excited her. Brian opened two cold ones and handed her a bottle. Settling into the same lawn chairs his friends used to leer at her, Eve casually crossed her legs. Her sun dress pulled tightly around her, exposed the paleness of those upper parts of her legs that rarely saw the light of day. She was showing more of herself than she intended to, and it turned her on. Head turned, she pretended to admire the hedges hoping he'd check her out. "Wow, it looks really nice back here. You're a really good landscaper." She turned back to see him leaning forward in his chair, devouring her pale thighs with his eyes. It was growing too dark for him to see more. Or was it? He took another swig, slowly nodding, and then looked at the same hedges. "Thanks." "Do have a girlfriend?" Eve was dying to know. Was anyone satisfying this young hunk? Brian looked at the ground and gave a sigh. "Sure, I did. Not now. Not anymore. She went off to college." He made a face like he could give a shit. Eve continued. "You must have another one waiting in the wings, a hunk like you. Look at those muscles." She shamelessly looked at him now. Weighed his physique. That tan. A young stud. Brian check out his own arms. "Sure, sure. I don't know. I guess I'm shy or something. Haven't really looked." "And your friends, are they hopelessly single too? Shy boys don't usually ogle grown women like you boys do." Eve teased. He blushed again. "Sorry about that. It's just. I don't know. I can't help it, I guess." A nervous smile flashed across his tanned face. He looked slightly uncomfortable and shifted in his chair. The light was fading quickly now. Eve's head buzzed warmly from another finished beer. She rarely drank more than one, ever. Her hair twirled in a sudden breeze. She casually raised her arms to straighten her hair. Her breasts lifted. The dress stretched to accommodate them. Her nipples pointed slightly outwards away from each other now. She could feel them being tugged. "You can't help it? Can't help staring at...me?" She was feeling rather playful now. She was the cat and he was her mouse. A plaything. Dropping her hair, she sat forward in her chair, hands in her lap, her breasts pressing against the scrunched elastic of her dress. She watched his eyes dart to her cleavage. "You're doing it now." "Sorry, sorry!" he laughed between words and beer, but stayed looking at her chest. "They're just, so...so...big! How did you grow them?" He giggled like a drunken hyena this time and rocked back in his chair. Eve instinctively protected her breasts with crossed arms. "Shush. We don't want mister nosy over there getting the wrong idea, now do we?" Secretly, that thought that Mr. Baldy was perving on her made her wet. His giggling sputtered out. He popped another beer, pleased with himself. The evening's darkness was coming quickly now, many more stars overhead. The sky a deep, dark blue. A muffled electric hedgeclipper was running somewhere behind the hedge next door. "That old man just don't quit." Brian muttered, taking another draught. Eve's pulse had been pounding harder and harder in her head. Her pussy was hot. Her breasts ached, wanting to be freed. Wanting to be bared, to be handled. Man-handled. It was growing dark. No one would see, she told herself. She wondered how big his cock was fully erect. Her pussy tingled. "I need to take a wizz. Be right back, Mrs. L" "Eve." "Wha?" "It's Eve. Call me Eve." "Well alright. Eve". He disappeared inside, stumbling, and all was quiet. In the veil of night enveloping the world around her, Eve shot a glance toward Mr. Stimpleton's house. The hedgeclippers were still running, but she couldn't make out where he was. With a cool night's breeze blowing through her hair, she leaned back in the chair, letting her ass slide forward and uncrossed her legs. Her dress slid up and cool air tickled her slick, wet pussy. Her nipples stiffened. She touched her pussy lips with her hand, eyes closed. They were wet. Slippery. Swollen. Two fingers felt for her budding clit and rubbed. She pinched her left nipple through her dress. Her head swooned. She rubbed faster. Her breasts rose with each breath, quickening. Droplets splattered her thighs as she rubbed faster and faster. She opened her legs more. A toilet flushed and then footsteps thumped toward her from inside the house. She snapped her hand from her nether and closed her legs. Sitting upright, she pulled down her dress a bit. A bright light turned on, blinding her. Holding a hand to shield her eyes, she called out, "shut it off!" "Wha?", the screen door opened with Brian coming behind it. "Shut if off, please!" Eve pleaded. She didn't want to be seen. It was irrational, she knew, because bald, Mr. Stimpleton probably already knew they were here, together, but she felt uncomfortable anyway. Exposed. "Don't you want to see the stars?" she asked, fibbing. "Okay, okay." He sounded disappointed but shut it off nonetheless. He awkwardly held his beer in front of his crotch as he descended the steps, avoiding her eyes. The light was dim, but she could still see him clear enough in the late evening dusk. Did he have a raging boner? "What's wrong?" Eve asked, knowingly. "Did you hurt yourself?" She smiled slyly before putting the bottle to her lips, looking at his crotch. Hoping to see something. A coiled snake. A stiff banana. Anything. He quickly sat down, never moving the bottle from in front himself. "Nice night." was all he could manage. "I'm out of beer. Can I have yours?" she lied, tossing her bottle, lost to the shadows. "Um..." Without asking, she slid her chair right in front of him so their legs touched and reached for his bottle, grasping it firmly. "Oh shit..." he murmured, clearly embarrassed. She giggled as she pretended to wrestle it from his grasp. He finally let go of the bottle. Eve snatched the bottle from him, eyes locked on his crotch. A thick bulge ran down his shorts. It was huge! "My!" was all she could say as she took a long draught, tonguing the rim of the bottle, imagining it was his cock. She stared at it. It moved. He tried to cover it with his hands. "No, please." Eve said. "I like it." She took another look around. No one. She gently pried his hands away, her view unimpeded. "Did I do that?" she asked, her voice a half-whisper. "Yes. Sorry. Really." Brian stammered, clearly embarrassed. "Here, hold this." Eve handed his beer back to him. He took it, gratefully. Eve stood up in front of him. "I feel bad that you have a hard-on..." she spoke in a low voice,. "...and you didn't even get to see my breasts yet. Would you like to see them?" Her pussy flashed with heat. Her nipples ached. Her head buzzed warmly, inhibition melting away. She stood in front of him. A bitch in heat, and he probably had no idea. His mouth agape, all he could do was nod, slightly. Eve didn't hesitate. She leaned forward slightly. Brian was entranced by the movement of her chest and the shadow of her cleavage. She took his hands in her own and guided them toward the top of her dress. Encouraging him, she steered his hands further to the fabric edge. His fingers found purchase, and curled at the hem. A hint of pale tanlines showed in the starlight. "Go ahead, Brian. Now's your chance." she whispered, taking her hands off of his. She straightened up and as she did so, her dress pulled even more, revealing more pale skin as Brian continued holding on to the fabric. Her pulse drummed. Perspiration trickled down her spine. A drop of another kind seeped down her thigh. Brian's grip remained. He was silent, absorbed in the act. Her dress pulled more now, half her breasts exposed. Her nipples caught. Brian made a slight tug and out they popped. She heard him exhale and looked at him, biting her lip. She watched him as he took a hand and grabbed his crotch, giving it a squeeze. Smiling coyly, she helped him pull her breasts all the way out until finally both of her heavy, teardrop-shaped breasts sprang free. She shimmied the fabric all the way to just below her hip bones but above her muff. She stood half naked in front of him. Moonlight made the paleness of her breasts shine, the darkness of her nipples clearly visible. Her nipples were as hard as ever, begging to be touched, licked, sucked. The memory of Emily's small mouth sucking on them popped into her head and made them stiffen. Brian licked his lips but didn't move an inch. One hand on his crotch, the other reached for his bottle. "What do you think?" Emily asked, voice husky. She leaned forward grabbing onto his arm rests, letting her nose touch his cheek. Her long, blonde perfumed hair lifted in the cool, night's breeze, falling gently in Brian's face. Her breasts pressed into his chest. She savored his scratchy shirt on her hard nipples and gently moved them side to side before pulling back slightly so he could get a nice close-up view of them. "They're...amazing!" Brian irreverently blurted, face roving side-to-side, drinking them in, hard nipples pointing. He put the bottle down and slowly reached for them with both hands. Eve playfully backed them from his outstretched fingers. She could just feel the heat from his large hands. He looked up at her, expectantly. She licked her lips, smiled and then looked down at her own nakedness and leaned forward again. She pushed her nipples into Brian's waiting hands. Gently rubbing them across his palms. He was mesmerized and didn't move a muscle. She then teased his fingers by running her nipples across them, back and forth. Wisps of her hair fell down onto her breasts and his hands, adding to the experience. A quiet, feminine giggle poured out of her as she noticed that he was holding his breath. Handi-Horny Ch. 03: Mom Needs Cock "Breathe, Brian. Breathe." Eve teased, whispering in his ear, her breasts pushing against his hands. At that moment, the animal in Brian awoke. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed, one in each powerful hand. His arm muscles flared. "Oww. Be gentle." Eve cried out. Brian let go, looked briefly into her eyes and then raised a hand. "Wha-?" Eve was cut off by a sudden slap to her breast followed quickly by a smack on the other. The sharp sounds echoed. She looked into his face, shocked. He displayed a shit-eating grin. Her face reddened, humiliated. No one ever did that to her before. She would never have allowed it. Her quivering nipples stung sharply from being slapped. Her pussy was wet all over again. What was happening? The hedge rustled in the distance. Eve turned her head, praying that no one was watching. Did she just glimpse Mr. Stimpleton's dome top over there? Did he see? Suddenly her attention was brought back to Brian as his mouth grasped onto her long, hard nipple and began sucking. He firmly clutched her breast with both hands and noisily sucked her elongated, sore nipple. A moan escaped her throat as her pussy begged to be touched...NOW. Mr. Stimpleton be damned, Eve grabbed Brian's head by his ears and pulled his sucking mouth away from her breasts. She felt the stubble from his face scratch her soft underboobs as he disengaged. She stood upright again about an arm's length away. Brian's mouth was still in a semi-sucking position, eyes opened, wondering. Her breasts felt warm, her nipples cool and wet in the night air as they pointed. Brian slowly leaned back in his chair, a look of rotten amusement on his face. This naughty boy didn't deserve to see her naked, let alone touch her, but Eve's pussy was aching with lust and she needed to be a slut, needed to be a dirty slut no matter who it was with...right now. Time seemed to slow. Her bare shoulders and breasts glowed in the moonlight. Her nipples made pointy shadows on the brick pavers below, moving slightly with every breath. Brian's shorts strained to contain his cock. The hedge rustled. Brian lurched toward her, eyes wild. Eve snapped out of her trance and shoved him backward. She had to slow him down, or he'd ravage her and be done in seconds. She watched him start jerking his cock through his shorts material. His tongue hung over his lower lip. His eyes fixed onto her breasts. Eve looked one last time toward the hedge. Nothing. This was it. She was going to show this insolent brat her most intimate girl parts. He didn't deserve it. She had no respect for him, but even so, her lust was too great. She needed his cock inside her. She pushed him hard so he was sitting all the way back in his chair. Then she hiked up her dress all the way to her waist, exposing herself fully to him. Her flat abdomen and trimmed, v-shaped, honey-colored muff shone in the moon's light. Her muff itched slightly, the slickness between her legs chilled by the night air. She pulled the dress all the way off, pulling her long hair through it at the last. All she had on now were sandals as she stood naked in front of him. She was nervous. She felt vulnerable and it thrilled her. Her nakedness made her feel defenseless in the presence of this man-boy. She realized at that moment that she hadn't had a real cock in years, only her dildo. Brian reached out and grabbed one of her hands and pulled her to him. Eve stepped forward shyly. The bold woman of moments ago turned into a shy little girl. Vulnerable. Exposed. A slut. He stopped her just in front of him and patted her inner thighs with the same two fingers that had gagged her earlier, motioning for her to open her legs. He still held her outstretched hand in his. The shy girl obeyed and squatted slightly. Turning her head, she held her breath. Her cheeks warmed, blushing. As she squatted, her sex opened slightly, the slick lips parted and tendrils of coolness entered her. She brought her free hand to her mouth and bit into it, not daring to breathe. She turned back and watched him watching her. He reached forward, beneath her. She felt his scratchy fingers glide along her slit and closed her eyes. The world started spinning as they glided back and forth between her lips, gently sinking into her labia like a smooth saw. Her eyes sprang open when he touched her clit. She felt him pull his fingers away and watched him bring them to her mouth. She smelt herself on it. He touched it to her lips, the wetness oozing onto them. Opening her mouth, she licked the tips of his fingers with her tongue before accepting them into her mouth, knowing that that is what he wanted, for her to taste herself. He pushed them deeply to the back of her mouth and then down her throat. They were coarse and thick. Her tongue felt rough callouses as they slid all the way back. She wondered what his seed tasted like. She gagged. Brian gently pulled his fingers from her. Ropes of saliva clung to his fingers as he dragged them down her chin, down over a breast, covering the nipple, and then down to her muff. He crudely wiped them on her bush, the lewd act making him laugh. Goosebumps covered her body. The trail of cold saliva on her bare skin made her feel utterly naked and defenseless. His fingers finally moved down to her nether. He pulled her hand downward. She obediently squatted, her pussy opening once more. Covered in saliva, he pushed them easily into her dripping pussy, this time finding her hole. Lubed as they were, his calloused fingers scratched her lips as they stretched around them. She felt his fingers filling her, inch by inch, as he slowly entered her. Her pussy was tight. Each joint of his thick digits paused at her hole before being pushed further into her. A moan stirred deep inside her. She gripped his other hand tightly as his knuckles pressed against her pussy. He held his fingers in her. Her pussy convulsed around them, clamping and releasing. Brian broke the moment. "Fuck them." She almost thought she imaged those words and opened her eyes. She saw that he was looking at her intently, a lascivious grin splayed across his naughty-boy face. She felt his hand between her legs, fingers inside her. The other squeezed her hand painfully. Purposefully. "Go on. I want to see you do it. Fuck 'em." Eve's face burned red with humiliation. Naked in the moonlight, his fingers deep inside her womb, she was disgusted with herself. How could she have let him be with her like this. See her naked. Touch her. Before another thought passed, she felt his hand let go of hers and then felt a sharp sting as he slapped her tit again. The noise cracked through the darkness around them. Her breast warmed as the stinging began to fade. Eve surrendered to him and began bucking her hips, a slut in heat. "Come on. Do it faster. I want to see your cunt dripping." Though abashed by his words, the slut in her couldn't resist grinding onto him. Her pussy made loud sopping noises as she coated his fingers. Humiliated, she refused to look at him and turned her head away as she lifted herself up and then back down again, faster and harder each time, giving him what he wanted. She was about to come. "Oh fuck." she heard herself whimper. His fingers were just...so big. She stretched on them, a landscaper's coarse fingers. Her lips stung but deep inside, her pussy was electrified each time she took them back in. They went in so deep. It felt...good. She looked down at him. That crooked grin, his eyes drinking in her salacious act. He watched his fingers being fucked by her. Her pussy dripping with wetness. Thinking about him watching her overwhelmed her senses. Inhibition faded away with each downward thrust of her pelvis. She planted both of her hands onto his legs and impaled herself even harder onto his fingers. Her furry pussy squirted a bit with each fuck thrust, taking the full length and width of his fingers into her. The noise grew louder and louder as her pussy became more and more swollen and wet. Her head tilted back as light-headedness consumed her. She felt her breasts slapping against her rib cage, nipples erect and pointing at Brian's forehead. She was going to come. "Whoa...whoa whoa. Slow down, you little slut." Brian called out, a little too loudly. Eve brought her head down, stunned at his insolence, but couldn't help it and continued to grind on his fingers, wanting to cream all over them like a dirty whore. He tried to pull his fingers out. "No! I'm close!" Eve begged, her voice a husky, whispered shout. He hesitated. She slowed her pelvic thrusts into a deep, steady rhythm. She felt an impossible warmth welling up inside her as her pussy gripped his calloused fingers. At the approach of ecstasy, she reached out with both hands and grabbed his head, moaning. "Stop you bitch!" he shouted. His voice loud in the night. She was about to come all over his hand when he violently pulled his fingers from her sucking pussy. The emptiness was terrible. Panting, desperate, distressed, sore. Empty. The suddenness was too much. Tears welled up in Eve's eyes. She hid her face in her hands and stood naked, defeated, before him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. " tears turned into quiet sobbing. "I know I'm a bad person. Please don't tell anyone." Eve retreated to the chair behind her, sat down, cradled herself in her arms, and then bowed her head into her lap. A dog barked. The hedge rustled. Eve cried, as quietly as she could. Thoughts ran through her mind. Fear. Shame. Humiliation. Jail maybe. Would she go to jail? What would Brian's parents think? What would Matty think? The thought of her son knowing what she did, right next door, made her sob even more. She reached out, feeling around for her sundress, wanting to leave. "No one's going to find out, if you do exactly what I want." Brian said. Eve detected evil delight in that voice. It was as if the turd was actually enjoying watching her cry after she fucked his fingers like a cheap whore. Her hair got pulled sharply, lifting her head from her lap. She was too defeated to resist. Tears ran down her cheeks, blurred her vision. "Now you're gonna suck my cock." Eve felt something warm and hard bump into her lips. She was momentarily shocked and didn't know what was happening. "Come on. You know you want it." Brian grabbed her nose and pinched it shut. Eve instinctively opened her mouth to take in air. Instead, Brian's thick cock pushed into her. His giant mushroom head slid along her tongue all the way back to her throat, gagging her. It was huge. "That's it. Take all of it." Eve felt Brian hold her head in a vise grip and push his cock all the way in until she felt his ball sack against her face. Gagging turned into desperate coughing. She punched at his thighs. Tears welled up anew. Brian held her a few seconds more before pulling his cock out. Ropes of saliva clung to his shaft, falling onto her chin and exposed breasts, below. "Again." Brian pushed his cock at her mouth. She turned her head, not wanting to gag anymore. "No. Please. I can't." She coughed and then spit frothy saliva. She felt her left boob get slapped, hard. He pulled her from the chair by her hair and then pushed her down onto her knees. The brick pavers scratched her bare knees. She felt the straps on her sandals slip off of her heels. The sting of her boob was still fresh when Brian's cock found her open mouth once again. Eve adjusted her position at the last moment so that the big mushroom head slid down her throat more easily this time. She imagined that shit-eating grin on his face as she gagged on his cock and knew that her mascara was running down her cheeks. Brian pulled his cock from her drooling mouth once more. Determined not to be humiliated by him, Eve opened her eyes and angrily met his as his phallus pulled free from her mouth. His cock, way bigger than she ever would have guessed, quivered in the moonlight, slick with her saliva. She felt a cold wetness as more dripped off her chin and onto her breasts cooling the stinging from the slap. "I don't think you can take it." Brian challenged. Eve stared him in the eye, gritted her teeth defiantly and then opened her mouth. He bent his knees slightly and then thrust his cock thrust inside her again. She felt his clenched fists pull her hair as he shoved his cock all the way back into her throat and then began mini-thrusting, daring her to surrender and beg relief from the gagging. Eve felt her gagging reflex lessen with each thrust. She squeezed her eyelids shut, clearing her tears. The drops dribbled down her cheeks, splashing her nipples, still hard. Eve reopened her eyes and glared at him as he held her head and forced his cock deep down her throat. "You slut." Eve was surprised that her throat was taking his cock more easily now. She couldn't stop the tears, the black lines of mascara running down her cheeks, or the saliva spurting from her mouth, but she sure as hell could rise to his challenge and bring the little fucker to the edge. Eve concentrated and closed her lips on his shaft. It's veins pulsed and radiated heat as it slid back and forth across her tongue. Brian's balls slapped into her. She felt wet matted pubes smack onto her chin with each thrust. He let out a low moan and closed his eyes while thrusting away. Not much more now. Eve's throat took his bulging head and a few inches of his shaft, as it thrust deeply into her. It didn't sting as much anymore. Thinking of a porn movie, she pushed her tongue along the bottom of his cock, until she was able to click his scrotum with the tip. She flicked her tongue again and again along his hairy ball sack as he fucked her throat with his giant member. She felt Brian's cock grow huge. He grunted with exertion now, sweat pouring down his face. Cursing, he pulled his cock hard out of her mouth. Eve's tongue bathed it the whole way. Saliva poured from her mouth splattering onto the pavers below. Her breasts were covered in a glaze of goo. Eve couldn't help a wicked giggle as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Exhausted, Brian sat back in his chair, shorts around his ankles, his cock huge and erect, quivering with near orgasm. Pre-cum dribbled from the tiny slit. "You ready to blow your load, you little shit?" Eve haughtily teased him, knowing she had regained control. Brian, out of breath, looked angry but helpless, with a helpless boner. His face was nearly purple and his brow profusely sweating. Eve smiled as she moved, cat-like, toward him. She noticed that her hair felt wet and matted - it too didn't escape her throat fuck. She pulled his legs outward and climbed up on top of him in the chair. Her sex pulsed. Her boobs glistened, nipples stiff. She was a mess of a wanton slut. She leaned forward and wiped her boobs across his face, making his cheeks shine. She giggled. He groaned. Turning around in his lap, she bent over and gave him a good, close look at, and sniff of, her sopping wet pussy before bringing it down into his lap. She held her hands onto his muscular thighs and planted her feet on top of him, just above his knees. She raised her ass up over his erection and moved her hips so his head slid through her slick cleft, catching her hole before teasing him with her tight, little butt hole. Brian begged. "Please. Please Mrs. L" "It's Eve" she retorted, letting her name hiss from her lips as she lowered her hungry pussy onto his mushroom head. It wouldn't go in. She raised up again and reached down with one hand and guided it in this time, holding the hot shaft tight in her fingers. Again, the mushroom head pushed her slick outer lips apart but would not go any farther. She lifted again and let her full body weight fall onto it. Nope. "Shit!" Eve swore. "You've got to be shitting me." To get this little turd's cock inside her, she needed his help. "Dammit!", she whispered, harshly. "Hold me around the waist, and pull me down onto you, you little fucker. Now!" Brian, huffing with exertion, obeyed and grabbed Eve's waist, holding onto her hip bones, and pulled her down with brute strength onto his protruding, giant, mushroom-headed cock. Eve grunted, loudly, as his head and thick shaft were forced into her womb. It was impossibly big. The biggest she'd ever felt. Bigger than her dildo...and it hurt. A dog barked and leaves rustled, more loudly this time. Feeling urgency, Eve bit her lip and lifted herself up until his head caught at her entrance and then sank down onto his shaft. She felt the bulging veins of his cock as it slid into her. The heat of it filled her insides with pure, ecstatic warmth. His head was right on her g-spot. She lifted herself again. Her pussy was sopping wet. As she slid down onto his shaft once more, her juices squirted noisily as he finally bottomed out inside her. A high shriek cut through the night's silence as she came. She felt her pussy cream all over Brian's giant cock and hairy balls. She pulled onto her long nipples and orgasmed with abandon. Her feet slipped and slid on his legs with each convulsion. She ground herself deep onto him, his mushroom head poking her g-spot just right, again and again. After the waves of ecstasy abated, Eve became alert again. "You didn't come?" Eve asked, almost accusingly. Exhausted, and in honest disbelief that Brian still had a hard-on, Eve started riding him again. Should she let him come in her pussy? She felt a sudden change in Brian. His inner animal resurfaced. His eyes opened, bloodshot red. Fury was his visage. With unbelievable strength he pulled her off of him by her hair, one-handed. Her pussy lips gripped his cock as it exited, popping a bit as the giant head broke free, making her come again. He brought her down in slow motion onto the ground, her legs akimbo, shaking from orgasm. She felt her pussy ooze cream, wetness on her thighs and likely all over the pavers. He stood up in front of her. She was on her hands and knees. Eve felt her orgasm end and opened her eyes and looked up. The giant head was inches from her nose. Strong hands grabbed her head. Eve swallowed hard, held onto Brian's legs with both hands, and then opened her mouth, submitting to him and steadying herself for the involuntary gagging and tears to come. She hoped it would be over quickly. Brian pushed his cock between her lips. Eve sensed it was even more engorged than before as the head filled her mouth and slid backwards, inch by inch. Her jaws ached from spreading for his girth. Finally, it slid into her throat and further still. It caught there. She gagged. Tears, and more mascara, spilled from her eyes. Brian thrust harder. Deeper. His ball sack smacked her chin. Saliva gurgled out in spurts and splatters as she coughed and gagged on his giant member. Soon the bottom of his sack was glistening wet as Eve continued drooling all over herself. She tried to hold his gaze. He was glaring at her. Daring her to close her eyes. The huge cock was too much. She shut her eyes and beat at his legs, wanting the stinging and the gagging to end. Her own saliva was working its way down her throat now, increasing her desperate gagging. She punched his legs as hard as she could, over and over, bruising them. She pulled her head back as hard as she could to get away from it. When that failed, with tears streaming down her face, Eve flailed her head side to side, pulling his head from the back of her throat. He held her head tightly and pushed his cock head back down her throat. Her scalp burned from his grip, her throat from his cock. He brought his mouth to her ear. A coarse whisper, "I'm going to fuck your ass now". Brian pulled out of her throat and mouth. Eve felt her eyes, nose and mouth, spewing tears, snot, and spit without end. Completely spent, throat burning, Eve felt Brian grip her by the hair again. He lifted her to her feet as if she was weightless. His other hand spun her around so her ass was facing him. She was on her tiptoes, teetering, trying to prevent her hair from being pulled out. She turned her head to peer at him. Brian sat back, his giant cock sticking straight up from his crotch, he was shirtless. Handi-Horny Ch. 03: Mom Needs Cock Brian continued holding Eve's hair. With his free hand, he picked up the bottle of beer from earlier and took a swig, draining it. Eve turned her head back before having to look into his eyes. She was a trembling little girl again, scared of the dark. Scared of a monster. Scared of that giant cock. She never had anal sex before. Not even with her dildo. Eve heard breaking glass as Brian threw the bottle. She stayed silent, her throat throbbing. Her mouth and pussy both ached from his cock. She couldn't take any more. Tears welled up in her eyes again. His words resonated now. "You're going to fuck me where?" Eve gasped out loud, spittle spraying on every word. The answer came swiftly. As if she were light as a feather, Brian's muscular arms grabbed her around the waist and lifted her into his lap. She was shocked at his strength. She knew she couldn't fight him off, even if she tried. She gripped both arm rests. Before she knew what to do with her legs, Brian grabbed her tightly underneath her thighs, bear-hugging her and folding her in half, her knees to her shoulders. He held her there, suspended in the air, over his cock. She lost grip of the chair's arms and grasped wildly for anything to hold on to. She managed to find his shoulders, large and powerful, and reached way back with her hands to help steady herself. Brian wasted no more time. Eve felt his giant cock head poke her butt. It was well lubed from her pussy ejaculation. He teased it and by gently moving his head around her hole. She felt cool wetness on her tiny opening. She hoped it wouldn't hurt. Mushroom head aimed at her opening, Brian pulled her down onto him in a single, powerful thrust, popping her anal cherry. Lubed or not, his mushroom head tore into her. Eve screamed out into the night. His cock was only half in. Brian bucked his hips and Eve's ass slid down his remaining shaft, inch by inch, until she felt his pubes tickle her butt. Her insides were burning. He let it stay in there, balls deep. She imagined him savoring the moment. The moment of her utter humiliation by his cock, deep in her ass. She never was going to let him, or anyone else, fuck her there. Now it was done. She felt like a whore. Brian lifted her up a bit. His mushroom head slid backwards in her recturm toward her anus, but before exiting, caught at her opening, stuck inside. Her ass convulsed around his shaft, massaging it. She didn't want to, she just couldn't help it. He gripped her waist tightly and pulled her down onto him again. Her ass slid slowly down his shaft, even with his strength, it was that tight of a fit. The head finally bottomed out, his hairy ball sack against her ass. As he lifted her again, a strange sensation happened. He pulled her down again, spiking her ass with his cock. "What do you think...Eve?", Brian asked, evilly. Eve felt the mushroom head sliding deep into her ass and came. She cried out and bucked her hips, the shaft pulsing inside of her. Brian laughed and then pulled her up and down more quickly, reaming her ass with a steady fucking. With gravity assisting, Eve felt his cock go impossibly deep inside and she continued coming. She shivered all over, uncontrollably. Moisture frothed from her pussy and dripped. Deep inside her ass, it got all warm. She realized that there must be a g-spot in there that she never knew about and Brian's ginormous cock was hitting it. Brian continued raising and lower her with increased exertion. He was really breathing heavily as his giant schlong fucked the shit out of her tight ass hole. She felt she was going to come again and wanted to see what Brian's face looked like before she did and turned her head. His eyes were shut, head back, beads of sweat running down his bright red face. His arms looked huge, holding her folded like she was, suspended above him. Her ass came again. She forced her eyes to stay open this time and looked at Brian hoping he would see. His eyes popped open and met hers as she moaned, coming with her ass on his cock, never keeping her eyes from his. Suddenly, Brian lifts her high into the air, right off of his cock. The head popped out at the end with pre-cum flowing from the tiny slit on top. Her rectum glowed inside, a warm, not unpleasant burn. Silently, he turned her around, facing him again. With inhuman strength, he grabbed her by the waist and actually spun her upside down. Her heavy breasts pulled at her frame, her hair fell over her face. Next he pulled her to him and she grabbed onto his waist and ass, not wanting to be dropped. "Open." is all he says. Eve opened her mouth. She felt Brian let gravity do its work by letting her body slide down his until his cock went into her mouth and up her throat. She tipped her head back, all the way back as far as she could, allowing the cock, that just fucked her ass, to go into her throat. It was bigger and went deeper than ever before. Its size was so great that she couldn't even gag on it. It tasted salty and sweet all at once. The veins of the shaft pulsed on her tongue. Brian lifted her up and dropped her again, repeating this several times. His giant head pushed deeper and deeper into her throat with each drop until at last she felt it grow impossibly big. A low guttural growl from Brian was immediately followed by a spurting, wet explosion down her throat. Or up her throat? Upside down, she lost all sense of direction as his cock is spurt its hot seed into her. She gasped for air while come and saliva spurt from her mouth, his thick shaft between her lips. She swallowed as much as she could and it burned going down. Or up? At last, Brian's cock pulled out of her throat and then from her mouth. Semen and saliva dropped in gooey ropes from her mouth, splattering at his feet. He lost strength and lowered her head-first, to the ground, gently enough so that she ended up sprawled there on her back. She heard him let out a big sigh. The lawn chair squeaked as Brian sat, spent. Eve felt completed used, every hole fucked brutally by this fucking turd and she liked it. She felt warm inside, whole. Even her ass came on his cock. Brian's snoring broke the moment. His cock, growing soft, was still huge to behold. Eve looked around and toward the hedge one more time. The hedge shook and Eve thought she heard footsteps moving quickly away. "Pervert!" Eve shouts at the hedge, not really caring. Satisfied no one was watching, (anymore), Eve got herself to her knees in front of Brian's sleeping form and took his beautiful cock into her hands. Incredibly, it came to life and pulsed a few times, leaking more come out of the head. She took his cock into her mouth one last time. She felt the rumble of his snores through her tongue as she sucked his still-large head as far back as she could, sucking and sucking, feeling small spurts slide down her throat. She sucked on it until the last of his seed ejaculated and then licked it clean. Kissing it goodbye, Eve gathered up her sun dress and streaked back home, a glowing and satisfied woman. Fin