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Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 01

By: denny9



The young man had undone the older woman's blouse and was fondling her heaving breasts. Now he was trying to undo the clasp of her black bra but with his inexperience, he was having difficulty. The married mother of 3 reached behind her back and undid it for him. Her large veiny tits fell several inches but the teen didn't notice. He just started kissing and sucking them as she held his head to them and ran her fingers through his long dark mane.

"God, Mrs.Barr, your tits are incredible! I can't believe you're...you're actually letting me do this to you," was all he could say in between nibbling on her nipples. In the meantime, the attractive mother was attending to the growing erection in the young stud's shorts. She was opening his zipper and bringing his erection out into the open. He groaned as she stroked his manhood with one hand while she played with his testes with the other.

Pulling the boy by his cock, she walked backwards until the backs of her legs encountered the chaise lounge. "I want this in me , Raoul! Fuck me with it, now, before I come to my senses......."

All of a sudden, a female voice, from somewhere nearby, was berating her. "...your senses....Rachel....Rachel...what's wrong?...have you lost your senses? Are you all right? You haven't heard a word I've been saying." 

Rachel Barr continued to look longingly at the gardener's son, Raoul, one more time and sighed to herself, "If only he weren't 18 and I wasn't 45, I'd sure like to get that young stud in between my legs." Then realizing that she had been fantasizing about making love with the boy again, Rachel was embarrassed even more when she realized that she'd been doing it right in front of her oldest and dearest friend.

Josie Christie, her best friend and confidante since college, looked worried. "Rachel, you're all flushed? You're not having a hot flash already are you? Christ you're only 45!" 

Getting no answer, Josie looked closely at her friend's eyes and realized that Rachel wasn't even looking at her. "Why do you keep looking over at the gardener?" She turned to look and saw the reason for her best friend's daydream. It wasn't Ramon Rodriguez, the gardener, that her friend was staring at but rather Ramon's 18 year old son, Raoul. The recent high school grad worked for his Dad every summer and he had just taken his tee shirt off. The sweat on his hairless chest glistened in the afternoon sunlight. In spite of his age, it was hard not to glance from his muscular upper body down to his washboard abs and then linger on quite a noticeable package in his cut-offs. 

"My God, Rachel! You're actually salivating at the hired help! Why, he's young enough to be your son! In fact, come to think of it, he is younger than your son."

Rachel had 3 kids - 2 college age daughters : Karen, at 23, was the oldest and attended Michigan State ; Caitlyn, who was 21, was already in California getting acclimatized to Berkeley ; and Brad, at 19, the baby of the family, had been in Europe for the past year trying to 'find' himself before deciding on whether to go to college or not. 

Rachel became even redder in the face. Now both women were giving the recent high school grad the once over. Finally, Josie broke the silence, "I get it now. You haven't been getting any lately. Michael's been in New York for the past 2 weeks. You're horny!"

These words were said loud enough for the boy to look their way with his puppy dog eyes and he flashed a mouthful of teeth. Rachel angrily grabbed Josie and marched her back into the house. Once inside she fumed, "Well that was embarrassing. Thanks a lot."

"Don't get your panties in a knot, kiddo," countered Josie. "I've heard he's quite the stud. Besides there's no harm looking and it's obvious he likes you too. Did you see the way he looked at you when he took off his shirt. I think he's attracted to you. You know, Rachel, a lot of young guys like to fuck older women! I think it's a badge of honour or something juvenile like that. " Now the two middle-aged women were peeking at the boy through the kitchen window.

"Oooo....just look at those buns when he bends over in his shorts, quite a different view from when our husbands bend over, eh? The kid's gorgeous and judging by the package he's trying to hide, that's not all he has. He's got more hidden than my Harry has fully erect. Fact is, Harry's belly has gotten so big, I'll bet it's been at least 2 years since Harry's even seen it himself."

"What are you saying, Josie? Your Harry's always bragging about keeping you so happy in bed and you always smile whenever he does?" Rachel countered.

"Ha..that's a laugh. If it wasn't so pathetic, it would be down right funny. I only go along with his braggadocio because he's a good father to the twins and as CEO of Christie's Bakeries, he's a wonderful provider. Truth is, after he finishes, he rolls over and is sound asleep in minutes. Meanwhile, I turn to my little battery operated friend and recently to my young lov....oh..um..well..let's just leave it there why don't we? Besides..ah..ah..we're not talking about me. We're talking about you having the hots for Raoul, the gardener's son. What are you gonna do about it?" Josie answered hoping her friend didn't pick up on her faux pax.

Not having missed the slip up, however, Rachel refused to be misdirected. "Josie Atkinson-Christie, you bitch! You've been holding out on me! You're cheating on Harry! Who is it? He's young isn't he? How young? Come on, tell me. We're supposed to be best friends and best friends tell each other everything. Okay, if it'll get you to spill the beans, yes, alright? I admit I'm attracted to Raoul but that's all it is. It's kinda like back in high school when we used to wonder what it would be like to go out with the jocks. We never did but it was fun and safe to dream. Now, come on, Josie. Who is it? Who have you been sleeping with? Come on, out with it!"

"Well," the other 45 year old replied sheepishly, "We haven't exactly been sleeping together..." She hesitated for a second to build up the nerve to tell her friend about her adulterous affair with a boy young enough to be one of her son's friends. "Truth is, Rachel," she continued. "We've just been sucking and fucking, no sleeping involved. There, I've said it. I've been dying to tell you. Honest I have but I've been afraid of your reaction."

"Details, Josie! Give me the juicy details!"

"Well, you know my husband's legal secretary, Cathy Sharpe? Well, one day a few weeks ago, Harry phoned from Vegas to say that she was going to drop off some papers for him to sign when he got home from his business trip. While waiting, I decided to get some sun by the pool. I had started reading a trashy romance novel wishing it was me the hero was making love to. ...Okay, I admit it I was sorta playing with myself as I was reading. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Thinking it was Cathy, I called out that I was around back and to bring the papers out there. Expecting her, I was pleasantly surprised when this really hot young guy opened the gate and walked in. I'm telling you Rachel, he looked like a Greek God. He was about 6 feet tall and as handsome a man as I've ever seen. He was dressed in tennis shorts and a muscle shirt that was molded to his buff young body. There was no hiding the fact that this kid was a young Adonis."

"When he saw me giving his body a thorough appraisal, he blushed. Do you believe it? He actually turned beet red."

"Are...are...you Mrs. Christie?" he stammered. "I'm Barry Sharpe, my Mom asked me to drop these papers off for your husband to sign."

"I must have looked quite provocative because I noticed him checking me out the way Randy's high school friends ogle me. Now remember, I hadn't been expecting anyone before the phone call and I was trying to get as much tan as possible. The bikini I had on was so tiny and thin that I'm sure the teenager could see not only my nipples but my pubic hair as well. It definitely was not a suit I would ever wear in public. Seeing the young boy's reaction got my juices going again and I could feel myself getting wetter. The young lad could not have missed my nipples growing hard. Speaking of hard, looking down, I could see the boy was trying to hide his growing erection with the papers."

"We started making small talk. He told me he had just turned 18 and was returning to Fairmount High for his senior year. Although I had never met him, he said he knew Randy from school. Unlike my non-athletic progeny, he was hoping to win a football scholarship. Rachel, his biceps and thighs were so huge that I started imagining myself being embraced by his muscular arms. Saying he had to leave made me reach out and grab his wrist a little too quickly. I couldn't let him leave. Like a harlot, I practically begged him to stay and have a cold drink with me before he left. I was still holding his wrist when I asked. I'm ashamed to admit that like a hussy, I even trailed my fingers up his arm and complimented him on his large biceps."

My little flirtation obviously worked because he agreed to stay for one. I told him to follow me. As I led the 18 year old into the kitchen through the patio door, I knew he was checking me out. I was getting off on teasing the boy. I made sure that I swayed my hips as much as humanly possible. Being in my 2 inch pumps, it wasn't too difficult. When I opened the fridge door, I purposely leaned over so that my bikini bottoms rode up into the crack of my ass. Holding this position, I looked back over my shoulder , I smirked and asked him if he saw anything that he liked."

"I....I....I think I better be going, Mrs.Christie," he muttered but he made no attempt to leave. His dark brown eyes never left my ass.

"Come closer, silly,"I said. " You can't pick a drink from way back there." Slowly, the frazzled teen moved closer to the fridge. "Grab anything you want, hon," I challenged.

"You didn't! Josie! You brazen, hussy!" chuckled Rachel although she knew that her best friend was indeed telling the truth. 

"That's not the half of it, Rachel. I turned slightly so that he could see past me into the fridge but I made sure that my almost totally exposed tits were now directly in his view. Then when he was close enough, I moved my bikini-covered butt back into his groin and wriggled it. My god, Rachel, the boy had a hard on that any Chippendale Dancer would envy. He groaned and almost fell over my back. I reached back, took his right hand and brought it around to my breast and urged him to go ahead and fondle me. Soon his other hand was fondling my other breast and he was dry humping my ass. I swear, his cock grinding against my thinly covered pussy made me cum right there in front of the fridge. 

Suddenly, I heard the sound of his zipper and it awakened me to what was about to happen. You know my motto, Rachel. 'All tease and plenty of sleaze but never any cheese!' As tempted as I had been in the past, I had never cheated on Harry so I turned to tell the boy that I was sorry for leading him on when I got my first unobstructed look at his erection. Rachel, it was beautiful! At least 8 inches of firm manhood with a crystal clear drop of moisture on its purple head. I knew then that I had to take it in my mouth. My wedding vows were forgotten. I needed this boy to fuck me.'

"Whoa, Josie. You're getting me wet just picturing it. Let's take a glass of Zinfandel into the living room and you can tell me all, and I do mean, ALL the juicy details."

With one last longing look at the gardener's son, now bent over planting bulbs in the flower bed , the two best friends retreated to the cooler living room and sat opposite each other, Josie in the recliner and Rachel with her feet pulled up under her, on the couch.

"Okay carry on where you left off. Don't you dare leave anything out. You didn't actually go down on the boy right there in your kitchen did you, Josie?" 

Taking a sip of her wine, Josie closed her eyes and let her tongue savor the flavor while she thought back to that fateful afternoon that had changed her life. What she had said had been true. She had never actually cheated on her husband. She had flirted many times but had never allowed anyone to actually get into her pants which she noticed were now quite wet with the reminiscing. 

Josie continued her story. 'No...not here in the kitchen.' I pleaded in my sexiest voice. 'If we're gonna do this, let's do it upstairs in my bed.' By this time, he had pulled my bikini top down, exposing my boobs. I grabbed the young stud by his cock and said, "Come with me, hon." I swear, Rachel, his cock got even larger as we headed for the stairwell, me with his cock in my hand and him with his hands playing with my ass and my swaying tits. I tripped on the first step and fell very unladylike with Barry right on top of me. After assuring that we were both uninjured, there was silence for a few seconds. Then almost simultaneously, we both looked into each other's eyes and bingo we were locked in a passionate embrace right there stretched out on the stairs. Our mouths locked as each of our tongues attempted to devour each other. Meanwhile our hands were busy exploring each other's erogenous zones. The kid touched me in places that had been ignored for years. His fingers played with my clit and soon I was groaning with pleasure. I gasped when he placed first one, then two and finally three fingers into my slit. Rachel, this kid knew what he was doing! While pushing his fingers in and out of my cunt, his thumb was playing with my clit. It wasn't long before I was cumming! And it was incredible! I hadn't had a good cum in weeks and I was wracked with spasm after spasm. The kid did not stop until I literally forced his fingers out of me."

At this point, both friends were flushed , one with the telling of the story, the other from the erotic images flashing in her mind's eye. The two lifelong friends looked at each other and giggled. Noticing the little beads of moisture on her companion's brow, Rachel asked incredulously, "Josie, I just came! You did too didn't you?" 

Nodding her head, Josie couldn't deny that her story had indeed gotten her off as well. The two 45 year old mothers giggled like schoolgirls. 

"Tell me the rest, Josie...but...um.. God! Your story is making me so hot!" Once again the two friends broke out into embarrassed laughter.

Carrying on her tale, Josie said that after her first earth-shattering cum with the 18 year old, she wanted to reciprocate. Once again grabbing his rock-hard cock, she said she'd turned him so that his butt was sitting on the first step as she moved between his legs never releasing her grip. Instead she started wanking him with one hand while playing with his balls with the other. All the boy could do was groan and lie back while the older woman worked her magic touch on his most sensitive areas. 

"Rachel, you wouldn't believe how fat his cock got as I ran my fingers up and down his shaft. His purple head looked so smooth and suckable but I was determined to make this boy remember this blow job for the rest of his life. I pushed him backwards and raised his legs as high up as I could and I took my index finger and ran it from his sac to the rim of his anus. He gasped when I started forcing my nail past his sphincter muscle. In and out I slowly inserted more and more of my finger until I finally had it in all the way to my second knuckle. I could see a drop of liquid at the slit in his cockhead and wondered if it was precum or a drop of urine. Only one way to find out, I thought, so I leaned in closer and tasted it with my tongue. To this day, I'm not sure what it was because no sooner had my tongue touched the tip when I felt Barry's balls tighten and before I could stop him, he was cumming all over my face! All I could hear was him moaning over and over, "I'm cumming!!! Mrs.Christie!!! I'm cumming!!!" Believe me Rachel that boy had a lot of cum stored up in those balls. By the time he had finished, my face and tits were covered in his white stuff. Boy was he sweet then. He was so embarrassed about cumming so quickly and intent on apologizing that it was minutes before he even realized that I wasn't upset. I was still licking up the residue of his cum. The only time I got upset was when he told me what a great cocksucker I was. Hell, Rachel, we both know that we like to go down but we don't need to be called cocksuckers. At least I didn't need to be told that by an 18 year old boy."

Looking over at her friend, Josie could see that Rachel was as flushed as she was. Rachel looked over at Josie sheepishly and the two broke out into another round of laughter. "I need a break, gotta pee. Be back in a minute." Josie said as she jumped up and headed for the mainfloor washroom. 

Rachel finally recovered enough to go back into the kitchen to refill their glasses and to sneak another longing look at Raoul. The sweat on the youth's chest and arms just emphasized his muscular torso even more and Rachel started fingering herself. She started imagining the boy bending her over the table while she opened herself up to his youthful thrusts. It didn't take long. While one hand fondled her melon-sized breasts, her middle finger alternated between stroking her clitoris and driving into her own very wet vagina. Soon the married mother of 3 was cumming right there at the kitchen sink. As she was coming down from her euphoric state, she heard Josie calling her from the living room. "Hey, kiddo, stop gawking at the help and bring me some more vino. There's more x-rated stuff to tell." With a sigh she wondered if she could do what her friend had done. Could she break her wedding vows just for a few moments of wanton passion? With a teenager no less? Then with a final longing look at Raoul, Rachel rejoined her friend in the living room.

Josie continued her saga when the two settled on the couch.

"I'm so glad that we can finally talk about this...this thing...this fixation we both seem to have with young men. Where'd I leave off? Oh yeh, Barry, God bless him, was so thankful that I wasn't angry that he had cum in my face that he offered to get a towel and to clean his residue up. Meanwhile I could see that the boy's cock was still fairly hard - Rachel, these young guys cum quickly but boy can they cum often. Harry, on the other hand, when he finally gets up the strength to 'perform his husbandly duties' hardly shows any interest in doing it again for weeks."

"Well, when I noticed the teen's resurgent cock, I practically pulled him all the way up the stairs and pushed him onto the bed. We had divested ourselves of what little clothes we still had on and started making out like the proverbial Banshees, whoever the hell they are. Without any guidance from me, Barry rolled me onto my back and moved between my legs. I thought, 'This is it, I'm going to cheat on Harry for the very first time and with a boy still in high school no less.' But Barry wasn't ready to fuck although his cock certainly was. Instead he spread my legs and started kissing his way down my spreadeagled body. Starting at my neck , he alternated licking with kissing until he had arrived at my boobs. I tell you Rachel, Barry must have a mother fixation. He couldn't get enough of my tits. He'd stroke them, push them together and bury his face in the valley they created. He started sucking on them so hard that I had to warn him not to leave any hickeys. Imagine having to worry about hickeys at the ripe old age of 45!"

"While running my fingers through his hair, I asked him if he would go down on me. I've always liked that but Harry doesn't do it any more. My young lover however, smiled and dove down to my 'muff' as he called it. Can you believe it? The boy was teaching me stuff I didn't know and boy was he good. He must have spent 10 or 15 minutes manipulating my clit with first his fingers and then finally his tongue. I tell you Rachel, he got me so hot that I was begging him to stop before I, too, came on his face. He just looked up at me, smiled that little boy smile, and pulled my pussy back into his face. I lost track of how many times I came but I finally had to beg him to stop so that I could catch my breath."


Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 01



"As I was recuperating, he took my hand and drew it to his cock. Rachel it was like holding a red-hot, 8 inch steel rod. I guess he forgot that I was the experienced one as he told me to jerk it for him. I laughed and he moved us into the spoon position while I was recovering. I love that position. The feel of a man's dick rubbing against my backside while he plays with my breasts always gets to me. Pretty soon I was begging him to put it in. He lifted one of my legs and after rubbing himself against my pussy, he pushed his cock in. Oh God! I'm getting hot just thinking about it!"

"Soon we had established a rhythm which enabled me to accept his entire root into my cunt. I could feel as well as hear his balls slapping against my butt and we both started to become very vocal."

"You probably didn't know this but my favourite position is doggy-style. I don't know why but I feel like such a bitch-in-heat when I'm in that position. I got Barry to let me roll onto my stomach and the kid never even pulled out so there I was flat on my stomach in my marital bed getting fucked like a dog by an 18 year old delivery boy."

"And loving every minute, I'll bet!" interjected Rachel who spoke for the first time since coming back with the drinks. By this time the two women were feeling the effects of the wine.

"That's for fucking sure," Josi responded breaking out in giggles again.

"That teenage stud fucked me like I was his first piece of ass although I knew I wasn't. He couldn't shut up. 'Fuck, Mrs. Christie! Fuck! You're so fucking tight! I can't believe I'm fucking you! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' I tell you Rach, our teenagers sure have limited vocabularies."

With this graphic statement and probably influenced by the wine, the two friends both roared hysterically again.

"To make a long X-rated story short, Barry and I fuck at every opportunity. Remember when I was late for our club's luncheon last Thursday? I had just come from his school where I had gone down on him in the parking lot!"

"Oh my God! That's why your face was so red and your hair was, let's say, less than perfect!"

"Yeh, the little fucker likes to grasp my hair when he's guiding my head up and down. You know, sweetie, I never liked doing that with Harry but with Barry....Harry, Barry! Now that's funny!"

"You are such a slut! I can't believe you've kept this from me," Rachel countered sarcastically. "Tell me more!" she said knowing that she wasn't about to let her friend leave without knowing every intimate and nasty detail. Their afternoon ended an hour later when Rachel's husband phoned from New York. 

Josie pointed at her watch, blew her a kiss and indicated that she would call and left allowing Rachel some privacy.

Michael informed Rachel that things were not going well in New York and that he wouldn't be able to keep his promise to make it home for the weekend after all. This led to another of their recurring quarrels and Rachel finally hung up on him in disgust.

Rachel wandered back to the kitchen window hoping to catch another glimpse of Raoul but he and his father had obviously finished for the day as they were nowhere to be seen. "Oh well," she thought. "It's probably just as well." She refilled her glass determined to drink until she had drowned her sorrows. Even though she knew it was wrong, she couldn't help feeling jealous about her best friend's affair. She, too, needed someone to hold her, to kiss her and yes, to fuck her. If her husband wasn't going to be around to do it, she....... 

(to be continued)



Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 02



"Weekends are supposed to be fun," Rachel thought when she woke up the next morning with a nasty hangover. She was quite agreeable to rolling over and spending the day in bed when she heard the roar of a gas lawn mower from somewhere off in the distance.

"Jesus! Don't they know it's the weekend?" she groaned covering her head with her pillow. The 45 year old frustrated housewife allowed herself to wallow in self-pity. Her 3 kids were away, either in school or in the case of her son, in Europe. Her bastard of a husband was spending more and more time away. This time, he was supposedly working in New York. Since he now seemed to be traveling more and they were making love less and less, she had started to wonder if maybe he had a mistress hidden away somewhere.

"That's probably why I've been fantasizing about Raoul. It's just that I'm lonely AND INCREDIBLY HORNY!!!" she said out loud shocked at her own vocal outburst. She looked around embarrassed to see if any one had heard, forgetting, of course, that she was alone. The only sound she heard was that and she shouted it out, "THAT GODDAMN LAWN MOWER!" next door. Going to the window, preparing to blast Ron Jefferson, her neighbour, she was about to shout out through the open bedroom window when she realized it wasn't him but the object of her fantasies, Raoul Rodriguez!

She stood there in her sheer nightgown and looked down as the handsome 18 year old pushed the smoke-spewing mower back and forth across the Jefferson yard totally unaware that he was being spied upon. He had taken off his shirt and because he was sweating, his tanned brownish skin glistened in the morning sun. Every so often, the teen would stop, wipe the sweat from his brow and then without realizing that he was being observed, would adjust his manhood in his dirty, denim shorts. 

This did not go unnoticed by the older woman and she strained her eyes looking at his crotch. She wondered if he was as well-endowed as he appeared. While pondering this, she realized that he had stopped near one of the bushes close to her property line. The young worker looked around and then turning his back to the Jefferson house, he undid his zipper, pulled his cock out and started to piss. 

Her bedroom window was almost directly above where the youth was urinating and not only could Rachel see the steady stream of yellow urine but she was enthralled by the size of the penis it was coming from! Even though she had been married for 25 years, she had never seen a grown man urinating! Not only was Raoul pissing against her fence but his penis stood out proudly that he didn't seem to even have to hold it. 

Rachel's hand was now under her nightgown, stroking her clit. This scene was turning her on. She didn't know if it was seeing him pee or if it was seeing the teen's exposed cock but at that point, she just didn't care. Her free hand unconsciously started to fondle her breast. Her eyes closed as she really started getting into it. Nearing her self-induced climax, Rachel opened her eyes wanting to look longingly at the object of her lust when she was shocked to see that the teen was now looking up at her! 

She tried to pull back farther inside but she knew it was too late. The 18 year old had seen her masturbating almost right above him! 

Summoning up all her courage, Rachel tried peeking out again just as he was giving his dick a couple of shakes and struggling to push it back inside his shorts. It seemed to be even larger than before and just as he got it back inside, he looked up at her again and smiled - no, smirked!

That did it. She was so hot! It was either call the boy up to put out the fire, as they say, or do it herself. She was all set to do the former when Amanda Jefferson appeared in the yard and started flirting with the young gardener. She wanted the boy Adonis to come in and have a cold drink.

"Shit!" thought Rachel. "That slut is going to seduce the kid right in front of me!" 

Sure enough, the 40 year old hussy even brushed her hand across the 18 year old's butt as he passed by and started to enter her kitchen. Before he did so, Raoul looked up at Rachel's window and smiled again.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Rachel cursed to herself. She then took stock of the situation realizing that she had been about to break her marriage vows and for what? A need to cum? With a kid no less! She could do that herself as she had quite often lately. Besides that, she told herself, I can still imagine that it's Raoul without the consequences of adultery.

Stepping back from the window, she backed into the edge of her bed as her fingers had already started working her clit. Her imagination was spurring her on as she jealously now pictured what was going on in her neighbour's house. She envisioned her 40 year old neighbour on her knees on the kitchen linoleum sucking the teenager's cock urging him to cum in her willing mouth. Rachel even thought she heard the boy urging her on, "Si...yes!!!Yes!!! Signora Jeffereson! Suck me! Si! Suck my big cock!" 

But no, her imaginary lover Raoul wouldn't be satisfied with just a blow job. He would pull his employer up and lay her on her back on the kitchen table, pulling off her underwear as he did so. Then he would spread her legs as he licked her lucky neighbour's pussy with his tongue until she was cumming all over his beautiful, Latin face. 

"I...yi...yi...yi! Signora Jefferson! I'm going to make the gringo lady cum!"

This final erotic picture soon brought the Rachel to her own glorious climax. "Oh God, Raoul! Eat me! Eat me!" she cried as she reached her own personal Nirvana. Finally, after she'd finished, Rachel started to cry realizing that she needed more than self-gratification. She needed someone to love her.

Rachel moped around the house the rest of the morning until the phone rang. It was Josie.

"Rachel, you need to get out of the house. The country club is having its weekly dance tonight and you and I are going to go. I'll pick you up at 8 and wear something sexy. We're gonna turn some of the local men on and make some wives very unhappy tonight. I won't take no for an answer. Be ready at 8 and.....don't be late!" she laughed as she hung up before Rachel could refuse.

The afternoon seemed to drag on forever as Rachel contemplated canceling. How could she go out socially without her husband? But the more she thought of him being away again, the more angry she got. She was so lonely. She deserved to have some fun too. He was probably out partying when he was supposed to be working. What harm could it do for her to go out, have a few laughs and maybe even flirt with some men? 

Finally, determined to go, she searched through her wardrobe for something to wear. She found that nothing suited her mood. Everything in her closet was either out of fashion or downright matronly. She looked at her bedroom clock and realized that she didn't have time to go shopping for a new outfit and swore again. She was contemplating canceling again when she thought of her daughters, Karen and Caitlyn. Surely, one of them would have something that might be acceptable.

Going through their closets was fun at first. But, after trying on several of their dresses and putting them back because they were too young-looking for her, or too short or....too tight, especially in the breast department, Rachel was getting depressed again. She started chastising herself again. "What am I doing? I can't do this." She had almost convinced herself that there was no way she was going to go to the club when the phone rang again. 

Thinking that it was Josie, Rachel picked up on the second ring and was surprised to hear Michael's baritone voice. It was hard to distinguish what he was saying due to the background noise.

"Where are you, Michael?" she asked suspiciously. "I thought you were working?" she added sarcastically.

"Now, Rach, baby, don't get mad. We...we just knocked off for a couple of hours and then we'll be right back at ...."

Before he could finish, Rachel could hear a woman's voice saying, "Come on, Mikey, you said I could have the next dance!" It was then obvious that Michael had covered the mouthpiece as suddenly there was no sound until his voice came back on the line.

"Look honey, it's not...it's not what you think!" he sputtered defensively.

"You bastard! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!! WORKING MY ASS!!!!" Rachel screamed as she flung the phone against the wall.

That did it. She was steamed. Her first stop was at their bar where she poured herself a large glass of red wine and then headed for Caitlyn's room. "Two can play that game!" she sobbed.

She angrily decided on the shortest, tightest dress she could find. Her breasts were much larger than Caitlyn's and she was almost spilling out of the already low neckline but she didn't care. Her long legs were hilited by the highest pair of heels she could find. Having decided on dress and shoes, Rachel now contemplated what to wear under the dress. She was tempted to really be bold and go without any underwear at all but then realized she couldn't be that slutty.

She had decided to wear pantyhose and no bra when she opened Caitlyn's dresser drawer. That's when she saw the perfect compliment to the way she was feeling. Caitlyn had sheer dark stockings but more importantly, a black garterbelt! For a split second, she wondered what her daughter was doing with a garterbelt but then realized with a smile, why she had worn them in her youth. Men loved them and women felt really sexy when wearing them so why not? Rachel hadn't worn a garter belt in years but tonight was going to be different. "Fuck you, Michael!" she said out loud.

She tried on the garterbelt with and then , for some unexplained reason, without panties and then the bitter memory of Michael's phone call made her angry all over again. "That does it!" she said out loud. "No fucking panties! I'll show him that two can play at this game!" 

She had just finished putting on her makeup and fixing her long dark hair that had just a couple of grey ones as a subtle contrast, when the doorbell rang. Josie had arrived 15 minutes early. Rachel drained the last of her wine, took a big breath, adjusted her boobs and went out to face her best friend.

"Jesus Fucking Christ! My God, Rachel! You look fabulous! You look like a fucking whore but you look incredible! How am I ever going to attract a man tonight when you look like that?" her friend stated incredulously.

Rachel explained her outfit and the phone call and after commiserating over another glass of wine, the two 45 year olds left for the country club.

When she pulled her BMW into the country club parking lot, two young valets raced to open their car doors. It was obvious that their outfits were a hit, when neither youth could take their eyes off them. The two women laughed with pleasure. Josie even said to the 20 year old opening her door, after noticing the bulge in his pants, "Down Tiger! The night is young...but then so are you."

"You're terrible, Josie. You have changed so much in the last year. Come on! Let's go inside before you do something foolish right out here."

The two women couldn't stop laughing as they giggled all the way into the posh club leaving the valets gawking at their wiggling rears.

Almost every eye went their way when the two attractive females made their grand entrance. All the men from 18 to 80 looked on lustfully while the women threw daggers their way. Most of the conversations halted momentarily.

The gay maitre'd harrumphed as he showed the two women to a booth near the washroom. There was no way he was going to give them prominent or prestigious seats - not dressed like common harlots! Of course, he hadn't counted on the number of men, young and old, who suddenly had to use the facilities. 

The two best friends giggled as they became cognizant of the comings and goings to and from the men's restroom. Knowing nods and winks with young and old were exchanged fairly often much to the chagrin of some nearby matrons. 

Dinner was ordered and drinks started to arrive - none of which they had ordered. Many of the bolder men started sending over the unrequested alcohol hoping to get at least a smile from the women. 

As dessert was being served, a distinguished man and a much younger version of him, approached confidently.

"I'm Brad Davies and this is my son, Jonathan. We're celebrating his 19th birthday tonight. Would you ladies make our evening even better by agreeing to dance with us?" the older gentleman asked in a deep voice.

Josie didn't wait for Rachel. "Why sure sugar! Let's give all the old broads here a show." Taking his proffered hand, she practically dragged the 50ish man onto the dance floor.

The younger man looked slightly embarrassed and said shyly, "L..L...Look...um...if...if you...you'd rather not , I'll...I'll understand....but...you're...you're so beautiful."

That's all it took. Rachel was impressed with the boy's shyness but more importantly, she needed to feel attractive to a man. The fact that he was more than half her age didn't matter. He was a man! And a very cute one at that.

"Are you sure, honey? I'm just an old married lady and pretty rusty. But, if you want to...how could I say no. It is after all your birthday," she answered immediately chastising herself. 

"I don't think you're old - mature maybe but then I still think you're the prettiest woman in the room and I'd still be honoured if you'd dance with me."

While climbing out of the booth, she saw his eyes drawn to her exposed legs and she was sure he had gasped when he saw her garters showing above her stockings. Then not really understanding why, Rachel leaned forward on the pretext of straightening out her dress which had ridden up. This brought her barely restrained, prominent breasts into focus and the young man leered longingly at them.

Rachel put her hands on her hips almost posing. Finally, she laughed, "Come on Birthday boy, you gonna look or do you really want to dance?"

Flustered and turning red, the young man apologized and offered her his hand. The two then blended into the dancers at least as much as a Black Widow spider and her next quarry could.

The music started off fast but soon subsequent songs became slower and more romantic. Rachel was flattered when a couple of older, very distinguished looking gentlemen that she vaguely knew tried to cut in but she rejected them all much to the joy of her young partner. She informed them that it was Jonathan's birthday. 

Walking away dejectedly, one of the rejected but hopeful dance partners muttered, "Lucky little shit. Wonder what he's gonna get for his present?"

Feeling more empowered now, Jonathan started holding her closer with each song until she thought she felt something hard pushing against her groin. At first she was tempted to pull away but then the memory of her husband's call came back and she found herself moving willingly into the boy's erection.

The band decided to take a break and Rachel invited Jonathan to join her at the table where Josie was now sitting with the boy's father. It was obvious that Jonathan was smitten with the older woman as he couldn't accept fast enough and practically knocked her over when they headed for the booth. 

She was sure the innocent-appearing young man brushed his hand across her butt as he guided her into the now crowded booth. She became surer when a few minutes later, his hand landed on her nylon-covered knee. Deciding not to stop him, she wondered just how far he would try to go with his father only 3 feet away - or how far she would let him.

She didn't have long to wait. Even while participating in the conversation with Josie and his father, Jonathan's hand started to move up the inside of Rachel's leg until he was touching bare skin! Her sudden intake of breath, caused Josie to ask her if she was alright. Assuring her best friend that she was definitely okay, Rachel spread her legs farther apart and allowed the no longer shy young man to reach her panty-less crotch. Now it was his turn to gasp.

"What's going on you two?" Josie asked but before they could answer, Josie's phone rang. "Excuse me, a minute," she apologized taking her phone out of her purse.

"Yes....yes....okay...are you kidding? You bet sweetie!" Looking at the 3 quizzical faces, Josie lied. "Um..that was my husband...um...I have to meet him...um sorry, Brad...um Rachel, I hate to ask but...but can I borrow your car? I have to meet...um you know." 

It was obvious to Rachel that it hadn't been Harry but rather Josie's young lover, Barry on the phone. Josie was rushing off to meet her young stud for a quick fuck! Before she could even answer, Jonathan piped in, "Let her take your car , Mrs.Barr. I'll make sure you get home okay. My Dad gave me a new car for my birthday."

Giving Josie the stub for the valet, the 2 women leaned closer and Josie whispered, "Take him home and fuck him, Rachel. You owe it to yourself." Then looking over at the young man, continued, "Honey, if I wasn't going to get my own hard, young cock, I'd be tempted to fight you for this one. Do it, sweetie, take him home."

Almost as an afterthought, eyeing the younger man's father, Josie added in her friend's ear, "Why not take both of them home? I hear threesomes are in this year. I'll phone you in the morning and I better hear a blow by blow description, if you get my drift." With a final laugh and a haughty shake of her long auburn hair, Josie departed leaving the trio in the booth. 

Her departure created a sudden quietness among the three until the band started up again. This time the elder Davies, not giving her a chance to refuse, pulled Rachel onto the floor much to the chagrin of his 19 year old son. He was a much more accomplished dancer and soon she was enjoying herself immensely. She looked over at the sad face of the Jonathan and her heart went out. The mother in her wanted to go over and assure him that it was alright. It was obvious the boy was intimidated by his statesman-like father.

The two dancers finally returned to the table to greet the now sullen look of the birthday boy who was starting to put away more drinks than he should. He brightened up however, when he felt Rachel's hand drop to his knee. 

Playfully, Rachel decided it was her turn to tease the boy. While pretending to listen to Jonathan's father, she let her hand slide up the young man's leg until it touched something hard. Now, it was Jonathan's turn to be shocked. The older woman hadn't stopped. She had started rubbing her fingers up and down the length of his shaft.

Unaware of what was happening to his son, Brad decided to run the risk of being rejected in front of his oldest boy. He calmly placed his hand on Rachel's knee and started to fondle it. When the sexy woman didn't object, he started inching his hand up under the woman's short skirt until he too gasped to find that she had no panties on! 

Rachel was beside herself. What was going on? She was fondling a 19 year old while his father was now touching her privates! What in the world was she going to do now? (to be continued)



Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 03



**** author's note - to those of you who have taken the time to pass along both good and bad comments thank you. I apologize for taking such a long time between postings but unfortunately, it can't be helped. Hopefully this chapter will be worth your time.

If you haven't done so, reading parts 1 & 2 will set the scene.*********

Part 3 :

The elder Davies male boldly traced his fingers up the inside of 45 year old Rachel's legs and just as he was about to touch her clit, she squeezed her thighs together so that he could go no further. At the same time she took her own wandering hand from 19 year old Jonathan Davies' erection and turned to chastise the father. 

"I'm...I'm sorry, Brad...I...I just can't do this. Please, let me out....I've...I've got to go," she said almost embarrassed that she might be causing a scene. 

Turning back to Johnathan, she appealed for his understanding. "I'm sorry, Johnathan, if...if I gave you the wrong impression. You're a wonderful young man but...but I just can't do this. I...I thought I could but I can't. Please forgive me for leading you on. I'm...I hope I haven't ruined your birthday."

While saying this, the father and son grudgingly allowed the attractive woman to remove herself from the table although still attempting to get her to stay. 

Brad grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer so that he could whisper in her ear, " Don't leave, Mrs.Barr. I'll make it worth your while. Name your price."

"I'm not a whore, Mr.Barr!" she responded and slapped him across the face. 

Turning bright red, the white haired financier raised his fist to strike back when his son grabbed it and said loudly, "Dad! What the hell are you doing? What did you say to her?"

Using the distraction to make a getaway, Rachel headed toward the parking lot as quickly as her high heels would allow, leaving the two in her wake.

Of course, when she got there she realized that she had given her friend Josie the keys to her car. She stomped her foot trying to decide what to do. She knew she couldn't go back inside. She was so engrossed in her predicament that she didn't realize that she was being observed rather closely by 20 year old Barry Fraser, one of the parking valets. 

Spotting the sexily-dressed woman standing looking bewildered and tottering as though she might have had a couple of drinks too many, Barry Fraser, moved in for the kill. On more than one occasion, the young lothario had scored with one of the country club set when they were too inebriated to offer much resistance.

Just as he was about to approach the stunning older woman, a voice called out.

"Mrs.Barr...Mrs.Barr. Look, I'm sorry for what my Dad said. He...he can be an ass at times. You know what I mean. Big shot CEO thinks he can buy anything or any one he wants. Please...please, Mrs.Barr, accept my apologies. I assure you that not all the Davies men are pigs. Besides, I offered to drive you home. Please, let me try to make it up to you. It's...it's the least I can do. Please?" he begged now out of breath. He stood appealing to her for forgiveness even though they both knew he had done nothing wrong.

Once again, Rachel took a good long look at the handsome young man. With his forlorn look, she knew that he had been truly embarrassed by his father's actions and she found herself suddenly wanting to pull the boy into her arms to comfort him as a mother would to a child. "Only this boy is not a child," she thought as she remembered the size of his erection as it pushed into her on the dance floor and later when she had wantonly stroked it through his pants in the booth.

These thoughts started to rekindle the feelings she had had earlier. Perhaps she had reacted to the elder Davies' fondling because he had reminded her of her own cheating husband. Perhaps she had realized her own morals would not allow her to partake in a sexual romp with both father and son. Nevertheless, the young man was once again, this time without even touching her, having an effect on her libido. She decided to accept his offer of the ride and see where it led.

The 20 year old valet muttered, "Lucky bastard!" under his breath when Rachel said okay and Johnathan threw him the keys to his brand new Mercedes.

The stars were shining brightly as the silver Mercedes made its way up the Ventura Highway. Johnathan had difficulty concentrating on the road as he kept looking over at Rachel's stocking-covered legs. The hem of her dress was halfway up her thighs and he wondered if he would get another chance at her or if his father had blown it for him.

He put a Harry Connick tape in the player and Rachel ooed, "Oh..I love his stuff. It's so romantic. He's like a young Frank Sinatra." 

Looking over at the just-turned 19 year old, she laughed, "Silly me. You're much too young to know who 'ol Blue Eyes' was." Seeing the still quizzical lack of recognition, she continued, "Doesn't matter." With this, the 45 year old closed her eyes, put her head back and hummed along with the singer. She started fantasizing that she was dancing...not with Harry or Frank but rather with her young chauffeur.

This gave Jonathan a perfect opportunity to ogle Rachel's bursting neckline. He was pretty sure that she wasn't wearing a bra as there were no bra lines or straps and her nipples were obvious through the thin material. He wanted so much to put his hand on her nearest breast, massage it and then to kiss it - no, not just kiss it .....suck it. Then he would stroke her pussy and get her so wet that she would want to pull his face into her womanhood and have him pleasure her.

These thoughts had given him another hard on and he wriggled in his leather seat trying to readjust it, so that he was more comfortable. The noise of his movement caused Rachel to turn her head and look at the boy she had just been fantasizing about. The moonlight was bright enough that she could just make out the outline of his cock as he attempted to make himself more comfortable.

Her tongue, unconsciously, started to lick her suddenly dry lips, as she tried to decide what to do. Finally, her mind was made up. "Find a place to park. Find a place to park..NOW!" she ordered the stunned teen.

Jonathan may have been only 19 but he wasn't inexperienced. He recognized the need in Mrs.Barr's voice and he fully intended to take advantage. "Strike while the iron is hot!" as his father liked to say. He knew these hills and valleys and within 3 minutes was pulling into an old deserted road that led into a sheltered beach. No sooner had he turned the engine off when the married woman was all over him.

"Kiss me Johnathan! Make me feel attractive! Make me feel wanted! Make me feel young again!" she hissed in between kisses as she locked lips with the boy. His hands reached out to fondle and grasp her wonderful tits and soon he had pulled the front of her dress down, exposing them to the warm night air but more importantly to his kisses.

Rachel threw her head back and moaned as her young lover smothered himself in her chest. She knew, even now, years after having had 3 kids, they were her best feature and she loved the attention the boy was giving them. Like most middle aged women, they sagged but in her case only slightly. "All men, regardless of their age, I guess," she thought, "Can never get enough of a woman's breasts!" Johnathan nibbled and fondled and slurped over each breast in turn. 

Finally she had to stop him when he nipped her nipple with his teeth as he got carried away. "Easy honey...go easy baby!" she chided.

Forlorn at having hurt her, Jonathan raised his eyes to look into hers and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs.Barr...it's...it's just that they're so..so perfect! All the girls I've been with have been kinda...kinda tiny but you...yours are perfect!"

She smiled and pulled his face to her chest again and he continued gorging himself. While he was doing this she took his left hand and guided it between her legs. She was pleased to discover that the teen didn't need to be told what to do and soon his fingers had passed above her stockings and had found her clit entirely on their own. She groaned as he expertly toyed with it. Soon he was pushing his middle finger into her vagina without missing a stroke on her clitoris.

"Ohhhhh, Godddddddd! Ohhhhhh...yessssss!!!! Oh, God, don't...don't stop!!!! Fuck!! I'm gonna cummmmm!!!!!!" Rachel's hips lifted up off the upholstery as the teenager brought her to an earth-shattering climax within minutes. She had never cum this fast in her entire life!

Unfortunately, the 19 year old kept stroking her and she finally had to squeeze his hand in order to stop his ministrations. "Whoa...please...please...Johnathan, stop...stop...give me a minute to recover...oh Jeez!" Finally, he got the message and sat back watching the rise and fall of her breasts in the moonlight as the older woman caught her breath.

"Jesus, Johnathan! That was...was...so...so intense! Where did you learn that? No..don't tell me. I don't want to know...sheeze, that was good, baby!"

Looking down at Johnathan's lap, she realized that at some moment, the 19 year old had opened his zipper and freed his 8 inch cock which was now standing straight up. She looked up into his pleading eyes and knew what he wanted without any words being exchanged. Her hand started stroking the boy's impressive dick and he groaned as she started giving him a hand-job. Both of them knew that this was just a prelude but the teen wanted to make sure.

"Please..please, Mrs.Barr. Put it...put it in your mouth! Please!" he begged shamelessly.

Pulling her dress up over her hips, Rachel climbed onto the passenger seat on all fours and leaned across the console. Seeing her mouth approaching, Johnathan raised his hips to bring his manhood closer. He groaned in ecstasy as her tongue snaked out and licked the drop of pre-cum from his glans. She expertly started licking up and down his veined shaft as he tried desperately to get her to take it into her mouth. 

"Please, Mrs.Barr! Don't tease me! Please suck it! Please!" he begged again. 

This time she smiled and looked up before saying, "Well, hon, since you asked so nicely." With that she allowed him to push the crown into the warmth of her mouth. He groaned again.

"Oh fuck, yes! You're doing it! You're sucking me! Oh God, Mrs.Barr, I've wanted this since I first saw you walking into the dining room! Yes! Yes!" he bellowed.

Rachel was really getting into it now. She had forgotten how powerful she felt when she had a hard penis in her mouth. Her husband Michael usually only wanted a little foreplay before jumping her bones and she had missed this. The boy's begging made her even hotter and she ran her free hand down between her legs and began to play with herself in response.

The 19 year old placed his hands in her blonde hair and started guiding her head up and down as he set the pace at which he wanted her to suck him. Now that her hand wasn't stroking his shaft, Rachel used it to playfully fondle his testes, first one ball, then the other. Boldly she decided to do something she had never done with any other man. Something that Josie her best friend said she'd done with her own young lover. 

The mother of three let her middle finger journey under his sac until it found his anus. She slowly started pushing first her nail and then more of her finger, past his sphincter and soon she could tell by his sharp intake of breathe that this was something totally foreign to Johnathan as well. Soon she was slowly pushing her digit in and then dragging it out. In and out. In and out. Her finger started keeping the same pace as his cock in her mouth. In and out. In and out.

There was no way he could control himself any longer. Johnathan could feel the stirring deep in his balls as he began the ascent into sexual nirvana. He started pounding his cock in and out of the older woman's mouth. She was no longer in control. He moved her head up and down faster and faster as he neared orgasm. She was barely able to breathe but somehow was able to take in some air through her nose. Michael had never forced her to fellate him but the teen was too strong to fight. She knew she had to help him cum as quickly as possible.

"Ohhhhh!!! Suck it!!!!!! Suck my cock, Mrs.Barr!!!! I'm gonna cum!!!! I'm gonna...."

Before he could finish the statement, he buried his entire cock into his older lover's mouth. His pubic hair tickled her nose and his balls slapped against her chin as he pulled her face roughly into his groin. 

To hurry his cum, Rachel had buried her middle finger right up his rectum and it worked. The first blast shot out of his cock hitting her tonsils and the back of her throat so quickly that she had no choice but to swallow his ejaculate. This was something she had never allowed her husband to do but she was powerless to stop the follow-up jets that followed as well. 

Finally, the copious amount diminished and the boy crumpled back in his seat, releasing his hold on her head at the same time. She pulled her mouth off his softening but still leaking cock and gasped for breath. Gobs of white cum ran down the corners of her mouth and onto her heaving, sweat-covered breasts.

Her initial reaction had been to spit the leftover traces of semen in the young man's face but she quickly realized that she was no longer angry. The blow job had been one of the most intense sexual situations she had ever been involved in and she realized her anger had been only that she hadn't been in control. Her aversion to swallowing cum had been overcome and she knew that she would willingly do it again.

She looked up into the smirking face of the teen.

"Mrs.Barr, that was the best! No one has ever given me head as good as that. If you don't mind my being nasty, you are one helluva cocksucker! Mr.Barr is one heck of a lucky bastard!" with that he pulled her face up to his and kissed her softly on her still cum-covered lips. 

"Whoa...can't say I like the taste myself," he laughed. No sooner had he uttered these words when the 2 lovers were surprised by the blip of a siren and looked back just in time to see a police cruiser's lights start to flash.

Comically the two tried to make themselves presentable as they heard both doors of the cruiser opening, followed by footsteps coming closer.

Realizing what they had encountered and not really caring one way or the other, the officer on Johnathan's side shone his flashlight into their faces. The two lovers were unable to see the smile on his face as his partner's flashlight lit up Rachel's still heaving bosom. It amused him when after asking to see ID, he realized the boy was less than half the woman's age. Realizing that the boy was celebrating his birthday in the best way possible, he laughed and said, "Happy Birthday, son but maybe you two should get a room, okay? You're old enough now." The officers clicked off their flashlights and laughed as they returned to their vehicle.

"What do you say, Mrs.Barr? The night's still young or...we could go back to my place. I just had my room over the garage remodeled so there'll be plenty of privacy. Please, Mrs.B? Please?" he begged.

"You know, Johnathan, I usually don't like to hear men bragging or begging but....for some reason, I can't resist you. Okay, as Josie said earlier tonight, 'the night is young and so are you'. Let's go. God help me, I can't believe I'm doing this but, yes, let's go. Take me to your humble abode."

Throwing the car in gear, the teen raced his new convertible past the 2 still smiling officers. He couldn't wait to get this sexy woman into bed. This was going to be the best birthday ever!

Five minutes later, they arrived at the Brentwood estate and giggling like mischievous kids, made their way up the stairs to Johnathan's newly renovated 'bachelor pad' over the three car garage. Rachel had difficulty going up the stairs as her young paramour couldn't keep his wandering hands off her ass. Finally they were inside and locked in a passionate embrace.

"Where's the bed, baby?" Rachel asked as the teen pulled the top of her dress down to her waist and once again started idolizing her breasts. He fell to his knees and pulled her dress all the way to her ankles leaving her standing totally nude except for the garter belt and stockings.

"Mrs.Barr, you are so beautiful,"he said as his hands reached up to fondle her now sensitive tits. She groaned and almost fell as he spread her legs and started to tongue her privates. Soon he was alternating licks and kisses as first one then a second and finally a third finger invaded her moist vagina. 

Now it was the older woman's turn to control the boy's movements. At first running her fingers through his soft, brown hair, Rachel soon felt her own orgasm rapidly sneak up on her. She started pulling his face into her crotch and encouraged him. "Yes, baby! Yes! Ohhhh!!! That's it, hon!!! Oh yeah! Eat me! Eat my pussy baby! Oh Goddddd!!!! I'mmmm....I'm gonna cummmm!!!! YES!!!!!!!!" 

Not recognizing her own voice and certainly having never extolled her husband with such language, she came for the second time that night! She would have collapsed except that Johnathan held her by the hips as she slowly recovered. His face glistened with her wetness as she looked down into his smiling face and those brown, puppy dog eyes.

"God, Johnathan! How did you...oh never mind, where's the bed?" she cried pulling him up into her embrace again. He lifted her like she was nothing and she locked her legs around his waist. Carrying the woman old enough to be his mother in this position, the two lovers stumbled through the doorway that led into his bedroom. Once inside he dropped her unceremoniously onto his king sized waterbed and she bounced up as though she was on a trampoline. 

He pulled his shirt off over his head without undoing the buttons and was about to take his pants off when she put her hands on his and stopped him. For a second he thought she had changed her mind but then she said, "No hon, let me."

Looking up into his anxious eyes, Rachel reached out and undid his leather belt and without taking her eyes off his, pulled his zipper down. Being slim and with no hips to speak of, the slacks dropped in a heap on the floor. His briefs were barely able to contain his cock which was begging to be released. Wanting to tease him a little longer, Rachel, still looking into his brown eyes, ran her fingers up and down the still covered shaft.

Johnathan tried to push the briefs down but Rachel stopped him. "No baby. Let momma do that for you. Momma wants to open her present now." With these words, grabbing the underwear with both hands, she slowly and deliberately started pulling them down. His erection made it difficult but after she made a big show of pulling the waistband out and over it, Johnathan's 8 inches popped out, proudly hitting Rachel in the nose.

"Oh baby! Is that all for me? What a nice present!" Her hands immediately started wanking him and he groaned . One hand stroked the shaft pausing to pay special attention to the ultrasensitive tip while her other hand rolled his balls back and forth.

Still looking up at the birthday boy, she cooed, "Tell me what you want, baby." He could feel her breathe on it and tried to push it into her mouth. She refused to allow that to happen. "Tell momma what you want baby!" she commanded again.

"Oh God, Mrs. Barr! Put it in your mouth! Please, Mrs.Barr don't be a tease! Please, suck it like before!" This time she allowed the head to pass between her lips and she started tonguing it each time he pushed it in and then pulled it out. She wrapped her hands around his tight ass and pulled him into her face. Soon the boy was fucking her face in a regular cadence. 

Having cum only half an hour before, he had much more control and he just stood over her looking down as she sucked his manhood. He ran his hands through her soft hair but felt no need to finish in her more than willing mouth this time. He knew he was soon going to be between her legs and giving her the fucking of her life but there was no hurry. She wasn't a high school kid with a curfew. She was a woman whose husband and kids were out of town. Hell, she might even spend the night. "Wouldn't that be great," he thought. "The old man will be so fucking envious when he finds out I scored with the woman he struck out with."




Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 03



This thought brought a renewed desire to cum and just as he started to pick up speed with his thrusts in and out of Rachel's mouth, he forced himself to stop. Still with his cock half in her mouth, Rachel looked up wondering why the boy had stopped. She had already braced herself for the face fucking and eventual cum explosion so she looked up quizzically.

"Get on the bed, Mrs.Barr. I want to fuck you!" Not giving his more experienced partner much of a choice, he kicked off his shoes and the pants that were dangling from his ankles and pulled her onto the bed. Falling beside her, he pulled her to him and the two once again started making out like high schoolers. They couldn't get enough of each other's tongues or bodies, Their hands were all over each other's privates and they took turns lowering their heads to kiss nipples, belly buttons, anything.

Rachel marvelled at the 19 year old's firm biceps and pecs but was especially impressed with his washboard stomach. It was perfectly flat and there were no 'love handles' like her husband Michael had. She kissed her way down to his groin and back up again.

Johnathan turned the 45 year old onto her back and once again got lost in his fascination with her large tits. He couldn't get enough of them and she groaned as he suckled each breast. He too kissed his way down her totally exposed body. He even lavished wet kisses on the slight bulge of her tummy until he was licking her pussy again. The attention was too much for Rachel and once again she locked his face in her crotch as he brought her to yet another orgasm with his masterful tongue.

Then without waiting for her to recuperate this time, he rose up onto his knees, spread her legs wide and placed his cock at the entrance to her cunt. Wanting to enjoy this moment, the teen somehow had enough self-control to rub his needy cock on her labia and clitoris getting the glans even wetter than his pre-cum had gotten it.

That's when Rachel totally lost it. In a voice even she didn't recognize, she screamed, "FUCK ME, JOHNATHAN! Stop teasing me, you little shit! STICK THAT FUCKING COCK IN AND FUCK ME!!!!!!!" With this , the teen plunged into the older woman's sopping canal. The two groaned in unison.

Her legs wrapped around her young lover's back as she tried to pull him even deeper into her channel. The waterbed bounced up and down, side to side but somehow the two found a rhythm. The slapping of flesh against flesh mixed with the slurping caused by the bed formed a cacophony of sounds never heard in this room before.

Neither partner was quiet. Each exhorting the other in the most basic street language.

"Fuck me baby! That's it! Give it to me! Give it to me! Oh God! It's so fucking good!"

" Yesssss, Mrs.Barr, fuck me! I'm gonna fuck you like a fucking whore!"

"Yes, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me like a cheap whore! Cum for me! Cum for momma baby! DO IT! DO IT!!!!!"

Finally the two lovers reached the summit of their desire and almost came simultaneously. 

"Mrs.Barr! I'm cumming!!!!!" bellowed the ecstatic teen as his cum spewed out of his cock and shot deep into the older woman's cunt.

"Aaaaagggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" was all Rachel could utter as Johnathan's weight crashed down on top of her forcing out much of her breath. A couple more thrusts and Johnathan collapsed onto his new found lover, totally wasted.

Rachel held her young lover tenderly while the two struggled to regain their breath. His shrinking cock was still in her as she realized that she had just committed adultery for the first time. Would it be the last? Where was this headed she wondered? Was it a one night stand? Did she even care for the boy? How could she? He was the same age as her son! Was she as bad a person as her husband? Or was she just a bad person period? Was this just a revenge fuck? These unanswered questions were with her as she drifted off into a satisfied but somewhat troubled sleep.

(to be continued)



Old Bods, Young Gods Ch. 04



Forty-five year old Mrs. Rachel Barr awoke in the middle of the night to the feel of an erection pressing against her buttocks and a hand buried in her pussy. The clitoral stimulation plus the cool night air caused her nipples to harden. Keeping her eyes shut, the 45 year old allowed the strong but soft hands to ease her thighs apart. Seconds later she had a sudden intake of breath when she felt a mouth closing over her now wet pussy. 

Rolling onto her back, she spread her legs even wider and reached down to run her hand through the boy's soft, layered locks. "Strange," she thought as she pulled his head into her sex, "I thought Johnathan's hair was longer." 

Nevertheless, the attention she was getting was making her wetter and hornier as she purred , "Oh baby, what a nice way to wake an old married woman up. It's been a long time since my husband wanted sex in the middle of the night. I'd forgotten that young guys can go all night." 

His tongue slipped across her clitoris sending waves of desire through her. At the same time a finger pushed past the lips of her labia and started working its way in and out. The initial digit was followed by a second and then a third while the tongue continued its clitoral assault. Rachel could feel herself getting closer to an orgasm and the muff diver sensed it too and quickened his ministrations. 

"Oh God, Johnathan! Eat me!!! Yes, baby!!! Eat me!!! Please, eat meeee!!!! Oh God! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck! Yes! That's it! I'm ....I'm...I'm cumminggggggg!!!!!!" She put both hands behind the young man's head and giving him no choice, pulled his face into her groin with a vengeance. At the same time she bucked her hips up off the bed as she threw back her head and came loudly. 

"So good!!! Oh, so fucking good!!! Where did you learn tha...." she crowed as she slowly came back to her senses. Opening her eyes she had looked down expecting to see her 19 year old lover but failed to finish her question because she was shocked to see that it wasn't Johnathan. Rather it was the wet, smiling face of the boy's father, Brad, looking back up at her. It had been the senior's face that had been buried in her pussy. It had been the elder who had made her have such a delicious cum. 

She was torn between anger and gratitude. She tried to pull the covers over her exposed body but was unable to since they had been pushed to the floor.

"Wh....what the ....how?....when?...Where's Johnathan?" she stumbled trying to make sense of it all.

"Relax, Mrs.Barr. I'm right here. It's okay." came a somewhat nervous voice from off to the side of the bed.

Rachel turned in that direction and was surprised to see the young man standing totally nude playing with his erection. The truly shocking part was what the boy was holding with his other hand. A state-of-the-art video camera! He had been videotaping her getting eaten by his fifty-something father! She was stunned and now quite angry.

"You bastards! I should have known! You two were in cahoots from the beginning! You set me up! Like good cop, bad cop only this was to get me in bed! What a fool I was! All men are scum!" she shouted venomously.

Finally, the older Davies spoke for the first time, "Rachel..."

"Don't call me Rachel, you prick!" she spat looking around for her clothes. "I'm getting out of here!"

"But Ra...Mrs.Barr, 'the night is young'. Weren't those your words? Besides look at me. I need some of what you gave to my son earlier. It's only fair. After all I just gave you a good ...nay, a great cum, if I might say so myself." Brad said pointing at his 7 inch cock proudly.

"Are you crazy? Not on your life. You tricked me. Now let me up so I can go home!" was Rachel's response with an effort at a bravado that she didn't really feel. For the first time that night, she realized she was no longer in control.

"Mrs.Barr....Mrs.Barr. I'm afraid you have no choice. You see, we have you on tape. Not only Johnathan's taping of you begging me to 'eat you' but earlier when you were fucking him. Your husband, even if he's been cheating on you, would love a copy. I'm sure your husband's divorce lawyer, should it come to that, wouldn't object to a copy. Perhaps your children might like one too. Wouldn't that be a nice surprise to have arrive in the mail one day?"

The entire time he was threatening her, the successful businessman was stroking his cock. Johnathan had put the camera on a nearby tripod by now and was approaching the cornered housewife. Rachel could see the red flashing light on the front of the camera but wasn't sure what it meant.

"Why not just do it, Mrs.Barr? It's a win, win situation for all of us. You get what you came for...only double and we get to make love to a woman we coveted from the moment you walked into the club last night. Yes, we're despicable cads for taping you but you'd have to admit, we've both gotten you off. .Besides that, judging by your hard nipples, you want more."

The boy's observation was true. Strangely enough, Rachel was finding herself aroused at the prospect of her first threesome. Last night before she had left the club with the teen, she recalled that she had enjoyed being fingered by the father while she stroked the son. It had been her conscience that had prevented it. Now, although not exactly liking their method , she realized that she could live with her conscience but not with the possible repercussions of the videotape.

Sensing the housewife's wavering acquiescence, Brad Davies put his hand behind Rachel's neck and guided her mouth to his cock. Reticent at first, Rachel decided to give him what he wanted. He groaned as the 45 year old tentatively licked the purple head and began to stroke his shaft. 

By now Rachel was on her knees, still on the bed, as the older man pushed the purple head of his cock past her now opened lips. Then with each forward motion got her to allow another inch of the shaft, followed by yet another inch into her warm, wet and now very willing cavity. 

Johnathan climbed onto the bed and kneeled behind his older lover. Spreading her knees, he leaned down and tongued as much of her womanhood as possible. He found his fingers were easier to use and used them to play with her clit. Like his father, he pushed first one, then two and then finally a third past the moist lips of her labia. The shaft in her mouth garbled her groans of pleasure. 

"Fuck her, son! Fuck the bitch! Better hurry though, boy! I'm not gonna last much longer. You were right. She is one helluva cocksucker!"

Grabbing the woman by her ample hips and ignoring the slight traces of cellulite, the teen scooted forward and with just a slight rubbing of her slit, pushed his cock deep into her cunt causing her to almost expel the cock from her mouth.

Rachel groaned again and would have dislodged the older man's cock but the experienced cocksman held her head firmly and continued his in and out movements. "Play with my balls, baby!" he ordered and although it was awkward, while resting her upper body on her elbows, she was able to grab his hairy, dangling testicles and rolled the balls back and forth eliciting a moan of pure ecstasy from the older man.

Meanwhile, the son , holding Rachel by the hips, was increasing his speed as well and they all knew it wouldn't be too long before they reached orgasm. Each was lost in their own little world enjoying the nirvana that can only come from sexual bliss. 

"Suck it bitch! Suck my cock! Make me cum! Oh fuck! Your mouth is so good! Your husband is one lucky man. If my wife sucked this well, I wouldn't need to go elsewhere. Yes, baby! Yes! I'm almost there!" His tempo was increasing and his hold on Mrs.Barr's head tightened. Each push forward resulted in her being forced to accept more and more of his raging erection until his pubic hair was tickling the tip of her nose.

Watching his father fuck the older woman's face spurred the younger boy's desire to cum. "Oh fuck, Mrs.Barr! Your cunt is squeezing the cum right out of my balls! Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm......I'm cumminggggggg!!!!!"

There was no way the youth could stop himself as he buried his organ as deep into the older woman as possible. He froze, totally embedded in her, as his cum exploded deep into her cunt. His head bent back as he emptied his balls into her innermost private regions.

As the boy unloaded his seed into her, Rachel reached her own orgasm. She wanted to scream but was unable to due to the thick cock filling her mouth and making anything more than grunts impossible.

This, in turn, brought on the elder Davies' orgasm almost simultaneously. "Aaaaaaa...yessss!!! Here it cums bitch! Swallow it all!" True to his word, the first rope of jizz forced its way right to the back of the married woman's throat where it immediately slithered down into her stomach. Subsequent ropes of sticky white cum filled her mouth until she started to gag and some dribbled out of the corners of her mouth. Swallowing as fast as she could, the experienced cocksucker repelled the man's shaft and inhaled quickly. Ignoring her plight, he spread the last dregs of cum from the slit in his cockhead all around her face.

The three collapsed into a heap on the bed totally, but pleasantly spent, at least for the moment. 

After 10 or 15 minutes, Brad pulled himself to his feet and announced, "Wish I could stay but Johnathan's mother will go ballistic if I'm not there when she wakes up."

Turning proudly to his barely awake son, he said, "Enjoy the cunt as much as you like, Johnathan but make sure she's gone before your mother sees her in the morning. Give her another one for me." He laughed evilly as he pulled on his robe and disappeared through the door.

Seeing his bedmate seething with anger the teen said apologetically, "Sorry about that, Mrs.Barr. My Dad can be such an asshole at times." The puppy dog eyes won her over again just as they had back at the country club. Her anger dissipated quickly. No doubt about it, the kid was a charmer. He pulled her into his arms and they cuddled until they both drifted off into a deep sleep.

Rachel awoke with a hangover and realized she wasn't in her own bed. Not only that but for a second she was startled to realize that she was in bed with someone other than her husband. Then she took in the almost angelic face of the young man beside her and her evening's activities came flooding back. A moment of regret passed through her thoughts.

She had done it. She was no better than her husband. She too had cheated and not with just this boy but with his father too. Perversely, the memory of her first threesome rekindled a warmth in her loins and she found her hand reaching down to fondle her own clitoris. At the same time, she noticed the boy's morning woody and was tempted to fellate him right then and there. 

"My God!," she thought, stopping herself. "What a slut I've become. Look at him. He's the same age as my son for Christ's sake!" The realization of this was enough to jar her into action. She slowly climbed out from under the covers so as not to awaken him. She knew that if the teen awoke, she would not be able to resist sucking him off or fucking him again. She needed to get out of here.

As she rose to her feet, her head's booming reminded her that she had had way too much to drink in the last 16 or so hours. 

"That's why I did it," she tried to convince herself. "It was the drinking. I'm not a bad person." Knowing full well that she was only fooling herself, Rachel manoeuvered slowly towards the bathroom and a much-needed shower.

Standing under the warm spray, Rachel started playing with herself once again reliving the passionate couplings she had been involved in. Suddenly the translucent shower door opened and a naked Johnathan stepped in confidently.

"Good morning, Mrs.Barr. Mind if I join you?" he asked with a smirk. "Let me scrub your back."

Before she could even object, not that she wanted to, the teen had taken the washcloth from her and turning her away from him, started sudsing her back. Soon he had dropped the cloth and using his hands, which by now were soapy, he lathered her soft ass cheeks and made her gasp when he ran one hand between her legs to clean her labia all the way to her sensitive clitoris.

He moved in closer and she allowed his erection into the space between her legs that he had created. At the same time he reached around her and started spreading suds all over her size B breasts. By now her nipples were hard and he toyed with them while he humped his cock in and out between her legs.

He leaned over her right shoulder and she turned her face up towards his and the two shared a passionate kiss like only lovers can. They stayed like this for several minutes. Soon she could feel her orgasm building and she started grinding her butt back towards the teen. 

Sensing her sudden need and wanting to cum himself, Johnathan bent Rachel over until her hands were against the end wall preventing her from falling. He took one hand from her breast and reached between her legs and opened her labia enough to guide his shaft all the way in with a single lunge forward.

"Umph...oh fuck yes! Fuck me baby! Give it to me again! Oh God! I'm cumming already!!!!" she bellowed reaching behind both of them and grabbing the boy's asscheeks as she tried to force him in even deeper. 

That was all the encouragement Johnathan needed. He had hoped she would blow him when he woke up but this was even better. Fucking a 45 year old woman while he had his morning shower, what could be better?

Soon he was increasing his thrusts faster and faster, harder and harder as he neared his own orgasm. She groaned each time his groin slapped against her cheeks but she continued to exhort her young lover.

"Yes baby! Yes baby! Do me! Do me! Fuck me baby! Fuck me!' she heard herself screaming. Never having been this vocal before was shocking to the former PTA president but she found it made the sex even more wanton for some reason.

The boy's grip on her breasts tightened and although it hurt, she knew he was about to cum in her pussy. Sure enough with one final lunge which almost caused her to fall, he unleashed a primal scream just as he filled her with his seed. 

"Cumminggggg!!!! I'm cummingggg!!! Oh God, Mrs.Barr, I'm cummingggg!!!!"

Jet after jet of white hot cum shot into the older woman's depths as the two groaned with passion. Finally there was no more and as they kissed again, she could feel his cum running down her leg. The shower's spray immediately washed away all traces of their illicit coupling. 

That's when they heard the insistent pounding on the bathroom door. "Johnathan! Johnathan, I know you've got a girl in there! Bring her to breakfast. Your father and I would love to meet her." It was Johnathan's mother.

The two lovers looked at each other and laughed. "I don't think so," they said almost simultaneously.