7 comments/ 163419 views/ 32 favorites Mrs. Lin and Her New Neighbor By: Dunross2011 New to the neighborhood, Mrs. Lin had no preconceptions about the people next door. All she knew was she needed her lawn cleaned—and they had an 18 year old son who had just graduated from high school and seemed like he needed something to do for the summer. She saw the young man's mom across the fence and introduced herself. She asked if he was available. The neighbor seemed delighted that her son would have some work for the summer. He wasn't around at the moment, but she would send him over when he returned. She sat by the pool for awhile, peacefully enjoying the new home and its lavish setting. She lathered sunblock over her smooth Asian skin and dozed off. She awoke a little while later, her pussy moist as she grasped the tendrils of a dream. She looked up; the young young man from next door was standing above her, watching. 'Sorry to bother you—uh.... my mom said you needed some help.' 'Yes, hmm... I must have fallen asleep... you are?' He looked at her, his gaze blank. An idiot? She wondered...'What's your name?' 'Oh..oh yeah.. I'm James...' 'Hi James, nice to meet you. I'm Mrs. Lin.' 'Hi.' She removed her sunglasses and squinted in the afternoon sunlight. 'Why don't you pull up a chair and we can talk about what you can do for me.' He was a tall young man, rail thin, with floppy dirty blonde hair falling over his eyes. He was wearing an oversized t-shirt and baggy shorts and dirty sneakers. He pulled a chair over towards her—a little too near, she noticed, and sat down. They talked for a bit. About his summer and new college—about her daughter of the same age and where she would be attending college. They talked, and she noticed him noticing her. She liked the way he kept glancing at her body—her flat tummy, her tiny bikini, her breasts barely covered. She decided to give him a little show. With the excuse of stretching, she opened her legs; let him get a nice glance of her little camel-toe in her bikini— His eyes widened, his jaw dropping as he took in her beautiful little crease. His erection sprang up instantly, pressing against his baggy shorts. Now it was her turn to gape. She couldn't believe the bulge that suddenly formed in his shorts—his huge rigid shaft stretched the fabric so tightly she could see the outline of his head. She gasped, her eyes going from his crotch to his eyes, her pussy suddenly awash in juice, wetting the tiny fabric of her bikini. She may have even moaned. The young man looked at her, his eyes expressing shame and terror. 'Uh, I just remembered I gotta go...' he muttered as he stood up—bent over to hide his monster—and ran out of her yard. 'It's ok- don't leave!' She called after him. She watched him run out of her yard, her mind reeling. She pressed her thighs together, moaned again as the pressure touched her pussy, a sheen a sweat sprang up across her body. How big was that thing?, she wondered. Nine inches? Oh god... he was so young! She couldn't, she told herself. It's wrong... She saw herself pulling those shorts down, taking that rigid monster out, kissing it... licking it ... No! But she couldn't stop the thought, her mind returning to his shorts, and the promise it held, yearning to be free. She got up, softly crossed the yard and peered through the shrubs into his backyard. No sign of him. She sighed and retreated into her home, walking up the stairs to get the only thing that she hoped might relieve this sudden painful hunger in her loins-- she needed the help of her monster purple dildo—she practically ran up the steps, knowing she would pound her pussy into submission with this purple tool. She went into her bedroom towards the little cabinet beside the bed where her toys were all stashed—glanced out the open curtains at the house next door—and noticed a slight rustle in the curtains in an upstairs window. Was it him? Was he watching her? Could it have been just a shadow? Had his mother come home? She glanced out the opposite window to look in the neighbor's driveway. The Toyota the mother drove was still gone. She would risk it. She took the dildo from the bed-stand and stood before the open window. She deftly removed the string on her bikini, imagining how this looked to this young young man. She let the bikini top fall to the floor. She took the dildo, held it before her with both hands and looked at it lovingly. This is your cock, young James, she thought, willing him to read her thoughts as she opened her lips and gently sucked on the rubber head. She took the toy further into her mouth as she stared across the space to the window where she hoped James now stood watching her, his monster cock in his hands, masturbating. She pulled her bikini down over her hips, stepped out of it as it dropped to the carpet. She ran the dildo across her body, rubbed its tip against her erect nipples, rolled it across her flat tummy. She raised her foot to the windowsill, guided the dildo—slick with her own saliva—into her sopping pussy. Ooh... she sighed as the tip penetrated her hole. She slowly worked it up inside her, deeper... deeper... oh god, James, is this what you want? she thought. I want it too—just show yourself.. she thought as the dildo penetrated her... "oh god..." she moaned. She decided her new paramour needed more than just pussy. She turned her back to the window; spread her ass cheeks to reveal her anus, her sphincter glistening with pussy juice. She pressed herself onto the glass, shivered with delight as the coolness of the glass touched her quivering rectum. She continued to work the dildo into her pussy as she rubbed herself against the glass. She returned to the bedstand for a tube of gel—lubed the dildo up and pressed it against her tight sphincter. 'James, this is your cock... and my anus is waiting for you,' she murmured, looking over her shoulder, knowing this would just kill the young man. She pushed the tip slowly, inexorably against her tight sphincter. She moaned, her moans growing louder... louder... She peeked behind her and saw the curtains rustle again, and then movement from below. The Toyota was back! She cummed with a rush as she dropped to the carpeted floor, writhing in ecstasy. 'James... oh James... please...' Finally, the spasms quieted down and she lay staring at the ceiling, her thoughts on one thing. She knew what she would do this summer. Mrs. Lin and Her New Neighbor Ch. 02 "Can you help me take these bags out, please?" Claire Lin called up to her husband from the kitchen. No answer. Grumbling, she picked up the black plastic bag and hauled it down the back steps to the back door. She flipped on the outside light couldn't help notice her reflection in the glass, the slim silhouette of her figure, the way her black hair cascaded down her shoulders Pocahontas-style, the slant of her eyes that even the hazy shimmer in the glass seemed to convey mystery and mischief. She smiled at herself, knowing she this much sexiness deserved—no, demanded!—attention. Real attention. The attention of a young man. She thought of James, her 18 year old neighbor, thought of how just the briefest flashing of the crease between her legs had caused him to become hard in an instant—and to astonishing proportions. Yes, that kind of attention is what she deserved. That much cock, too, she admitted to herself as she pushed open the door and walked to the garage. But when she got to the trash cans under the light, her mood evaporated as she saw the mess left all over the ground. Goddamn raccoons! She gritted her teeth and started cleaning up. After picking up some of the bags and tissue paper from off the ground, she stood and looked around and noticed a light on in a second floor window in her neighbor's house. James? She wondered. She looked around to see if her husband—or anyone—was looking before creeping towards the shrubs, staying in the shadow of the old maple beside the driveway. Pushing aside the strong smelling leaves of the evergreen bushes she was able to get a direct look at the upstairs window. And what she saw made her gasp. There, in bright light framed by the darkness of the house, stood James, his huge erection in hand, stroking it rhythmically. She stayed in the shadows, mesmerized by the sight, his slim body naked and lit in the bright light of the room, his cock long and thick in his hands. Oh, James, she whispered. Oh James, you naughty boy... Just then the back door at the neighbor's house opened and the young man's father walked out, grumbling to himself as he too took the trash to the backyard. She gasped in surprise and the man paused and seemed to look right at her in the shrubs. She closed her eyes. The moment hung. Chancing a glance, she finally saw him turn away, shrugging as he went about his chore. She waited in the shadows, not daring to look or move until the squat man went back inside. When she looked up again, the light had gone out; James was gone. She nearly cried in frustration before backing out of the shrubs, stumbling a little and getting sticks and branches in her hair. When she went back in the house, her husband couldn't understand how she had gotten so dirty. Or why she became so horny. But she rode him that night anyway; her mind filled with thoughts of young James and his huge cock. The next morning she woke up feeling somehow excited about the day- a feeling she hadn't had in ages, it seemed. The sun streamed through the lacy curtains of her bedroom and already her pussy was moist. Something was going to happen, she knew; she could just feel it. She paused for a moment before the floor length mirror, admired her toned abs, her gorgeous alabaster legs, her hair that looked like a bird-nest testament to love. She smoothed her hair down and then ran her hands across her taut flesh, stopping at the smoothly-clipped pubic hair before continuing to her little purple and pink slit. She smiled at herself as she took a tiny white robe off the stand and wrapped up, belting it across her midriff, happy it still revealed most of her legs. She strolled through the house to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee, leaning against the counter as the coffee brewed. Outside, the morning sun made the pool sparkle and thick shrubs surrounding it bright green. She decided to take her coffee out onto the sunny tiles of the patio. As she walked out, she noticed the bananas in a bowl on the stand, and grabbed one, only half noticing how long and thick it was. She strolled around the pool, closing her eyes and basking in the warm sunshine on her face. Glanced over the shrubs to the neighbors, at the window she had looked in the night before, she chanced a wicked smile and tiny wave. She put her coffee on the little metal table on the patio and with her free hand loosened the belt around her waist. Grinning, she shrugged the robe off her shoulders, and actually reached inside to caress her already hard nipples. She let out a soft moan before giggling and tightening up the robe. I'm so naughty! She told herself, grinning. Placing the banana down, she skipped across the still damp grass to the see the neighbor's driveway. The Toyota was gone! Oh my god, could I? She went back to the patio, but the sun had moved and now shone on the small wooden deck just outside the back door. Picking up her coffee and the banana, she strolled over to the wooden patio recliner and sat back, eyes closed. She opened up the robe and spread her legs to greet the morning sun. The sun lapping her wet labia, she gently stroked her clitoris.. It grew hard under her ministrations.. oh yes... oh that's nice.. she whispered. A twig cracked somewhere across the yard. Is that you, James? Watch me, James, watch me as I think of your big hard cock. Lying back, she placed the tip of the banana against her clit and slowly rubbed. Moaning softly, she gently pushed it against her slick hole; the skin of the banana, now slick with her own juices, felt cool against her growing heat. She pressed harder, and the tip of the banana penetrated her; she gasped, opening her eyes. Across the yard, she saw the branches of the shrubs twitch and sway. James?... she whispered again, as she slid the banana further up her soaking hole. With a in and out motion, she gently urged the now slippery banana further up her pussy, all the while panting James.. over and over again. She closed her eyes and began caressing the skin of her smooth inner thighs with her free hand, guiding her long elegant nails further down to her now pussy-soaked rectum. As she pumped the banana deeper into her pussy, she softly played with her so-sensitive anus. Breathing deeply, she slowly pressed a finger to her sphincter and gently pressed. Oh god! she gasped as her finger popped into her rectum. She opened her eyes and stared; she couldn't see the young man but she felt his eyes drinking her in even as she displayed herself for him. She thought of his giant cock and how crazy she must be making him, and that thought alone drove her even crazier. She slid another finger into her rectum—for you, James, for you! She whispered. Watch me James I'm your little slut... for you... for you... She pushed a third finger and her tension built even further. Catching her breath, she paused and slowly slid her fingers out of her asshole, then the banana out of her pussy. Staring into the shrubs across the yard, she placed the tip of the slippery wet banana to her rectum and began applying pressure. Ow... she murmured... It's too big.... But she continued, biting her lip as she anxiously looked for her young paramour in the bushes. Just then, a branch dipped and she saw him, and looked right into his eyes. Her anus suddenly dilated, the banana smoothly ascended the sticky walls of her rectum and as she stared directly at him and felt his eyes on her like hands or cocks she explosively orgasmed, crying and writhing on the recliner as a fountain of pussy cum squirted onto her hands. James!... she gasped, fuck me James fuck me..., her orgasm so intense the world disappeared, replaced by a soft warm bubbling glow. Slowly her orgasm subsided, and she opened her eyes, expecting to find the young man staring at her through the shrubs. But no one was there anymore. James? The doorbell rang out. Oh no! she moaned, gulping as she slid the banana from out her rectum, and slipped the robe back around her shoulders, belting it as she walked purposefully through the house to the front door. 'Coming!' She called out. But when she opened the door, she was unprepared for who was there. Standing at her front door—the young man's mother! And behind her, looking abashed-- James. With no other options, she opened the door. 'Hi... what brings you guys here?' She asked brightly, hoping the stern woman in the business outfit wouldn't catch the quaver in her voice. 'Miss Lin, what're you doing with my boy?' Claire's jaw dropped, and she felt the blood drain from her limbs. 'Wha...what do you mean?' The woman crossed her arms across her business-shirt bosom and backed away, bringing James into the center. 'I thought he would be working for you this summer- but every time I see him he's in front of the computer or playing video games. Is that anyway to spend a beautiful summer's day?' Relief flooded her in an almost orgasmic wave and she laughed. 'You're right—I'm so sorry, I should've put him to work right away. It is a beautiful day, isn't it?' The woman smiled, the makeup around her eyes wrinkling. 'I'm sorry to pressure you, Miss Lin, I just get so aggravated when I see young people just wasting their time when they could be doing so much with their talents—don't you think?' Miss Lin smiled and gently nodded. 'I so agree...' 'Great! So, do you have any jobs for my young man to do today?' 'Uhmm...let me think.. oh, I remember, I have a bush I need planted,' and her face burned as she heard the words leave her mouth. James looked at her in shock. 'A bush you need planted? Great- he loves that. Why, just today I saw him in the bushes in the backyard. What were you doing there, anyway, James?' James just shrugged and grunted. 'Hmm... the typical response. Well, are you two ok?' Her eyes scanned the two of them standing awkwardly on the front porch. Claire glanced at James's eyes, and saw it. Hope. She smiled and nodded at the woman. 'Yes, I think I can keep him busy.' 'Great! I have a house to show- you know the real estate market is just so bad these days! so, let me get going and I'll see you later. James, remember, don't wear your muddy shoes into the house, ok?' He shrugged again. 'Ok.' 'Ok?' 'Ok, Mom!' 'Good boy, well, ta ta!' his mother said, scampering off the porch in pink pumps. Claire looked at the young man before her, his eyes downcast. 'Come on in.' He followed her in, and immediately the air felt charged—thick, cloying and sticky. She tried to control her breathing, her pulse quickening and slick pussy juice trailing down her inner thigh. She looked at him. 'Hi.' Their eyes met. To be continued... Mrs. Lin and Her New Neighbor Ch. 03 They stood in the hallway for what seemed an eternity; Claire staring at James, he staring at the hardwood floors in the hallway. The air practically hummed with anticipation, and as she stared at the skinny young pup, she thought, I can't be thinking about this. I can't! Her body felt electric with desire, every square inch of her on fire. Her breathing quickened as she fought the tremendous urge to let her short skimpy robe slip off her shoulders, to be naked in front of this young man, to reveal her body to him, to show him everything.... She needed his desire, his touch, his cock... But how? He was way too shy, way too innocent to make the first move. And she had never made the first move herself.. she had never had to.. After what seemed like a long time, she finally said, "Ah... why don't you come inside and we can look at some gardening magazines to get some ideas?' Gardening magazines? She couldn't believe herself. Did she even have any gardening magazines? He glanced up at her, his hair still hiding his eyes. Uh, ok. She smiled shyly to cover her embarrassment then walked ahead down the hallway feeling how much of her body was on display for this young man, feeling his eyes on her legs, god, she wanted to just strip right here! She saw a bit of lint on the floor and stopped. She glanced back at him. "This old house just gets so dusty sometimes." Then, right before him, bending at the waist, her knees straight, she leaned forward. The robe slid up her ass and she could feel the cool air wafting against her wet, swollen anus her pussy throbbing. She picked up the lint and straightened up. "There." She glanced back and nearly had an orgasm; James' face burned red and he held his hands at his crotch desperately trying to hide his massive erection. She turned and continued to walk down the hallway, her face glowing, trying not to break into a huge smile "this way," she primly said, then whispered to herself, "Oh, my young stud..." The hallway opened up into the kitchen on the right and a sitting room to the left; she flicked the bit of lint onto the kitchen floor. "Let's sit on the sofa and see what we can come up with," she said, feeling bolder, empowered by his discomfort, his erection still huge, his embarrassment evident. She took his hand—the soft smoothness, the strength of his fingers nearly causing her to cry out in desire, and led him to the sofa. She motioned for him to sit, and when he had, she sat beside him, just a little too close. Smiling, her robe barely covering her legs, her neckline slipping open even further, she began, "so..." He looked down at his knees, then glanced at her for the briefest of instances. "uh.. did you want to look at some magazines?" She tapped her forehead. "Oh! Right... You know, I've been... ah.. you know, so busy this morning and I'm a little sore. I wonder if you could just do me a favor and rub my calves a little? It's ok if you don't want to... I mean, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but I'm just really sore, and I notice you have such nice large... hands..." She swallowed nervously. "Uh... really? Yeah, I guess I can do that.' "Thanks! You're such a dear..." She leaned back in the sofa and raised her leg and put it on his lap, right on top of his huge erection. He started with surprise and squirmed a little until her creamy smooth calf lay more on his knees. He tentatively touched her skin. "Like this?" She leaned farther back on the sofa. "Yes... oh, that's great... you're really good at this..." He glanced at her from beneath his hair. "I am?" She smiled and licked her lips. "Yes... so nice. Keep going..." Leaning back even farther in the sofa, she slowly spread her legs. Her pussy was soaking- she knew she would probably leave a wet stain on the sofa, but right now she didn't care. She lightly touched the hem of the robe and lifted it up just a bit. She saw him glance over and felt him squirm under her calf. The silence in the room was deafening... the air charged. "Could you... maybe go a little higher?" He looked at her and gulped. "Uh... you mean...? She smiled and leaned forward and took his hand and placed it on her creamy smooth thigh. "Like this." Halting at first, he started to caress, then knead her smooth flesh. She moaned. "Are you ok?" he asked, his eyes wide with concern and for the first time, looked her directly in the eye. She smiled and placed her hand on his. "I'm great, James... You're such a good boy. Keep going." She glanced at his crotch—he was leaning forward to cover it, but there was no hiding that monster that strained the fabric of his shorts. "A little higher," she whispered as opened her knees a little wider. Panting now, he let his fingers slide up her thigh... into the soft flesh under her hip... she wriggled a little and spread her knees open even farther... his fingers went higher....almost to her sopping wet pussy....she lay back, her eyes closed. "Keep going..." she breathed. His fingers accidently, tentatively touched her swollen labia.. she moaned softly.. 'Yes, that's it...' He touched her again, this time on purpose. She writhed a little and pulled her robe open, showing herself to him, her smooth belly with just a hint of swell from her pregnancies, her small breasts and thick erect brown nipples, her pussy now open to him. .... "Don't stop..." His fingers softly, gently massaged her sopping pussy; she glanced at him-he stared intensely at her nude body. She touched his fingers and led them into her gaping hole, and cried as he finally, after all this wait, penetrated her with his fingers. She orgasmed, grabbing his fingers, fucking herself with his long digits, a wave of ecstasy engulfing her. When she opened her eyes again, he was staring at her, mouth hanging open. She smiled and leaned towards him, reached to him and took his face gently and kissed him, her hunger rising as their lips caressed and tongues entwined. "You're wonderful.." she whispered to him. "Now, it's my turn." She got off the sofa and knelt before him. She looked at him with a saucy smile on her lips as she reached for his zipper. Instinctively, he clutched at his crotch. She raised herself to him and kissed him softly once more, his frightened look only touching and turning her even more. She removed his hands gently. "Its ok, James.. it's ok." Meekly, he acquiesced. She caressed the stiff shaft of iron straining against his shorts. "Does that feel good?" Eyes wide, he nodded. "Can I see it?" Again he nodded wordlessly. Gently, she undid the snap and lowered the zipper of his shorts. Breathing heavily, she glanced at him. He looked like a wild animal caught in a trap—scared,helpless. She pulled his shorts down- he lifted his ass off the sofa a bit to help... and finally, it sprang from its lair—the biggest, longest, thickest cock she had ever seen! "Oh my god, James, its beautiful!" Eyes still wide open, he smiled with a dazed look on his face. "It is?" She smiled back, moaning just a little as her long elegant nails softly traced his length. "It's amazing." She her tongue flicked out to kiss its hole, probing and then, like plunging into the ocean or jumping off a cliff, she took his head into her mouth, His girth stretched her lips, she sucked in as much of his rod as she could, taking him deep, deeper, until she felt his thick head pressing against her throat and she gagged and pulled her mouth off of him. "It's huge," she gasped, her almond-shaped doe eyes gazing up at him. He looked amazed and terrified but then smiled at her. "It is?" She smiled and slid her outstretched tongue along the underside of his shaft from its base slowly to its head and then took his pole once more between her lips and sucked him into her throat. Her head bobbed rhythmically on his cock and with each stroke she took him a bit deeper down her throat. she dropped her robe from around her shoulders and got up onto her feels and crouched before him, nude, one hand stroking her clit and penetrating her sopping slit. his cock seemed to grow even longer in her mouth and she sucked even harder. With a cry he exploded creamy, gooey cum into her mouth, liquid ambrosia so thick and so much it spurted out of the seal her lips had made around his shaft and dripped down her chin. Her mouth filled with his creamy goodness, she orgasmed on her own fingers. She popped his shaft out her mouth, her orgasm surging through her and looked up into his amazed eyes and swallowed his load of cum, even licking her lips. Sinking against his thighs, she continued to kiss and caress his still hard cock as he melted into the chair. She looked up at him. "How was that?" He looked her in the eyes, and shook his head in amazement. "Did that really happen?" She giggled. "yes, you silly." She paused to lick his still turgid cock, then looked up at him again. "I saw you, you know." What? Color again came to his face. She smiled slyly. "I saw you. In the window... I was watching. You are so huge.... God, I knew I had to have you." He colored but his face broke into a confused smile. "I was thinking about you. I was hoping you could see me... But I didn't think it would really happen." She ran her hands under his baggy t-shirt up his skinny chest. "what were you thinking about?" His breath quickened. "Uh.... You know.... Like, sex stuff." She giggled again, massaging his tight abs—so different than her husbands flabby gut. "Sex stuff? Like what?" "Uh... uh...." Her hands grasped his tight pecs and started rubbing hard, and starting to suck his limp but still thick cock then dropped it with a flop. "Like this?" She clambered onto his lap and pulled his shirt over his head. "Like this, James?" She reached behind and with her elegant right hand, the hand with her wedding ring, slid his cock into her pussy. Although he had softened, she was so wet she was still able to slide into her hole; even flaccid, he was massive inside her. "Oh god, James, is this what you were thinking about?" They grabbed hold of each other violently, kissing so hard they were sucking each other's lips; he hardened in a second, his member huge and thick and stiff as steel inside her, "Oh god, James James James!!!" She had never felt anything so big in her pussy before, and couldn't believe the overwhelming orgasm that rushed through her entire being. She screamed and bucked on him and squirted all over his hairless torso, completely lost. Over and over again the waves crashed through her as he thrust into her harder, harder until once more he exploded inside her; she felt his cum gush through his cock inside her. They collapsed together, giggling and sweaty, kissing and crying at the same time. Slowly, they quieted and she lay on top of him, feeling his skinny lean body beneath her. "Was that what you were thinking about?" He chuckled. "I could... I don't think I could've imagined that." They sat together for a time and even fell asleep until her stirred beneath her. "Hey, my legs falling asleep." Dozily, she rolled off him onto the sofa beside him. "How do you feel?" He stared straight ahead. "so, like, what does this mean? You have a husband, don't you?" She reached over to him and turned his face to look at her. "Yes, but that doesn't matter. You are so beautiful I will always want you." "Really? but what about.. you know, if he finds out and stuff. Won't he be pissed off and want to kill me?" She smiled at him. "He won't find out." She sat up. "Wait for me a second." She got off the sofa and walked away, naked, delighting as she walked past the open windows, hoping someone on the street might just take a quick glance inside and see her in all her slutty glory, her teenage paramour waiting for her in her home. She went upstairs to her room and grabbed the tube of lube from inside the nightstand. Giddy with anticipation, she nearly ran back to the sitting room only to find him standing up, his shorts pulled up and his shirt on. 'Where are you going?' 'Uh...Oh, I thought we were, you know, done." She walked towards him and pressed her smooth tight body against him. "Don't you want more?" He looked nervous as she kissed him and pulled him slowly back to the sofa, pulling his shirt off. She then lay back on the glass coffee table before the sofa and spread her legs for him. She touched herself for him; he swallowed as a bulge grew in his shorts. "You like that?" He nodded. Her glittery nails caressed her swollen labia before going lower, to her smooth round purplish anus and delicately probed. First one finger, then another, she moaned and looked at him, her eyes wide, wild. "Will you fuck my ass? Please?" He fell off the sofa scrambling to pull his shorts down. Finally, he kneeled on the carpet floor before her, his massive cock stretched before. She handed him the tube and licked her lips as he squeezed a dollop-- "more please," she admonished—and slathered it over his full length. She leaned back and raised her hips and presented her rectum to him and reached around and helped him guide to her brown-purple hole. He pressed against her, but her sphincter was too tight, "It won't fit," he said. "Push, James, push!" He kept the pressure on, his cock steely and massive, her sphincter locked, when suddenly, her anal hole relaxed and he popped into her canal. She screamed....'Oh god, deeper! Deeper!" Slowly, he slid up her, inexorably farther into her sticky hole, she moaned in pain. "Is it ok?" "Yes, yes, oh god James! Yes... deeper!" Already, she cummed, her anus suddenly wet and slippery, he slid deeper, then out a little, then deeper. She grabbed him around the hips and guided his tempo -- each thrust going deeper deeper "oh god!" Nine inches of thick cock in her ass, and she cummed so hard she gushed all over the table, all over herself, screaming... "Yes! Yes! cum in my ass! cum in my ass James!" And he did, his semen pumping past the tight ring of her sphincter to into her rectal canal. Once again, they fell together in a wet, sloppy ecstatic tangle, kissing and touching and grabbing. "Oh, James, you are the best!" she sighed, her orgasm still washing through her. Then, in from the open screen door, they both heard a voice. "Yo, James! You there?" James' face broke in alarm. Oh shit, I forgot I invited my friends to help out with the gardening!" Oh no! They scrambled apart, and she nearly fainted as his massive member popped out her rectum. He reached down to pull his shorts up: she stopped him and greedily took his sticky cock in her mouth. His face broke with surprise. She grabbed it and looked up at him imploringly. "Don't tell! Please... we can do this a lot if you don't tell. Ok?" They came together with another kiss. "When? Tomorrow?" She giggled. "yeah... just don't tell." He pulled his shorts on but his erection was still huge. "What are you going to do about that?" Hide it under my shorts? She laughed. "My stud, your shirt isn't going to hide that." The laughed together and he slowly subsided. With a final kiss, he ran out the back door and around the house to the front. She heard them talking in muffled whispers outside the house as she struggled to sit up and pull her robe on. She heard them break into laughter. Uh oh...she thought. He's told them. Damn.... She walked towards the front and saw James outside with two other young men, one of them tall and black. Her breath stopped, and she smiled with excitement. She grabbed her purse and pulled out a twenty, then walked out the front door to the porch, still wearing nothing more than the tiny robe. "James, you forgot your pay!" James looked shocked, and both young men's brows raised. "What?" 'Your pay. You did really excellent work today, and I just want to make sure you get your pay." The young men exchanged glances, James leading the way. She stood before them, feeling their eyes, their lust, their hunger for her body, for her mouth, for her pussy, for her anus, she felt that and looked at them in the face. "Hi boys, I'm Miss Lin." 'Hi..' they all said awkwardly. They all just stood on the porch for a moment. "Hey, James, here's your money. Thanks," she said, giving him a secret smile. He turned bright red, mumbled a thanks and said they had to go. Again leading the way, James jumped off the porch, his skinny white friend following. The young black man turned to walk off, then glanced back. She stared at him boldly, one brow arched. His eyes widened and he smiled and followed his friends. She stood on the porch and watched them walk away, and gave the black young man a small wave when he looked back again, and thought, What have I done?