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Graduation and... Ch. 01

By: D.C. Roi



As the end of Bobby Draper's senior year approached, the young man was looking forward to the festivities that would wind up his senior year at Jamestown High School. The senior prom was coming up soon and would be followed by commencement a few weeks later. He wasn't forgetting the parties that were usually held at the end of the year, either. He'd already been accepted at a college, so that problem was solved, but he had a lot of other weighty matters on his mind.

His girlfriend, Paula, was already home from college and he hoped to see a lot more of her during the summer than he'd been able to during the school year.

But the young man did have some serious problems to solve before that could happen. Although Bobby never really understood how it he managed to do it, he'd amassed a considerable stable of lovers, most of them adult women. Among them were Nicole Everett, a lovely neighbor; Amber Fargo, the mother of one of his friends; his mother's best friend, Helen Parker; Lisa, his hairdresser; Debbie Dalton the owner of a local motel whose lawn, pool, and body he tended; Paulette Dennison, an ebony beauty married to a local doctor; he'd also spent many thrilling hours with Lois Tillman, one of his teachers; and Doreen Ingalls, the new assistant principal of his school had seduced him, too.

And it wasn't just older women who seemed to find the young man irresistible. A girl named Lana who had been visiting the family for years and was a few years older than Bobby, was another of his lovers. She would be visiting again this summer and would most likely want to share his bed. Lana had introduced him to Desiree, a slim, pretty redhead whose virginity he'd taken. Another of his classmates, a foxy young woman named Kim, had also become one of his lovers.

It sometimes seemed to Bobby that he wound up having sex with every woman he met. He didn't understand it, and sometimes it got to be a problem, but he wasn't complaining. After all, his sex life exceeded the fondest dreams of most of his friends, who knew nothing about what was going on.

He was walking down the stairs in school, musing about how he was going to get out of all of his sexual entanglements and have more time with Paula, when felt a sudden burst of pain in his foot, and found himself lying on the floor.

"Damn!" he thought as he lay there. He'd missed a step and turned his ankle.

Mr. Davis, the principal, rushed over to him. "Are you OK, Bobby?" the principal asked.

Bobby struggled to his feet. "Ah...yeah, I think so," he said. His ankle did hurt a little when he tried to stand on it, though, but not enough to make him think it was broken. "I wasn't paying attention and missed the bottom step. My ankle hurts a little when I put weight on it."

"You better have Mrs. Tate check it," the principal said. "School's almost over, why don't you go down to her office? What class are you in? I'll tell the teacher where you are."

Bobby told the principal which class he had, and the man walked off. Bobby hobbled to the nurse's office and knocked on the door.

Heidi Tate, the school nurse, was sitting in her office, distracted by thoughts of her sex life, or lack of one. Her husband hadn't made love to her in months and Heidi, a warm-blooded woman by nature, sorely missed the satisfaction the man she was married to was no longer giving her. The soft knock on her office door snapped her out a delightful memory of a time early in her marriage when her husband wouldn't let her alone. She sighed softly, shook her head to clear it, and said, "Come in!"

Bobby Draper opened the door and hobbled in. Heidi smiled at him. She knew Bobby. He was a good student and was always very pleasant and polite. He was also kind of cute. He was one of the students who'd taken an Emergency Medical Technician's course she'd talked the school into offering.

"What can I do for you, Bobby?" the nurse asked. Because of the way he was limping when walked in, she assumed he had hurt his foot or ankle. "What happened?" She got out of her chair and walked over to him.

"Ah...nothin'...nothin'," Bobby said and blushed.

"From the way you're limping, I'd say it's something," the nurse commented.

"Aw, I just twisted my ankle on the steps," Bobby said. "Really, it's nothing. Mr. Davis made me come up here. If it was broken, I wouldn't be able to walk on it, right?"

"Maybe," Heidi said. "But you took the EMT course, you know that's now always the case." She took his arm and led him to the cot that sat along one wall of her office. "Sit down here, Bobby," she said. "Maybe your ankle isn't broken, but you might have sprained it," she observed. "Why don't I take a look?"

She knelt on the floor, took Bobby's shoe off and manipulated the ankle. It moved without causing Bobby a lot of pain. "Maybe it isn't sprained," she said. "Maybe you just strained it."

Bobby's ankle hardly hurt any more, but as Mrs. Tate held his bare foot in her warm hands, he felt a startling thing began to happen. Her gentle touch was turning him on! He knew he wasn't supposed to feel that way about the school nurse, but why should he be responding any differently to her than he had to any of the other women he'd encountered in the past year and a half?

Bobby looked down at the nurse. She was tall, maybe five six or seven, and had ear-length straight blonde hair. Her face was quite pretty, and she had a wonderful smile. Her body was slim and quite shapely. The young man was surprised to see a far-away, dreamy look on her face. He didn't know her marriage was unhappy, or that her husband hadn't made love to her in months and that, right then, she was extremely vulnerable. Bobby's penis continued to grow and swell, to the point where it was very uncomfortable in his pants.

"Do...you have a...girlfriend, Bobby?" Mrs. Tate asked. She hadn't heard his name liked with anybody as part of the school's normal gossip channels.

"Ah...I...I'm...sorta going with Paula Wilton," Bobby replied. It was getting hard to talk. Damn! She was caressing his foot now, and it was really turning him on!

Heidi didn't hear Bobby's reply. "His skin is soft!" she thought while she continued caressing the student's ankle and leg absently, "Touching him feels so nice. God, how long has it been since I've touched someone? Someone male?" Need, which had been smoldering in her for some time, began to flare and, as it did, it began to push reason and judgment aside. "It's been so long since I've had anyone make love to me, and to make love to," she mused as her hand slid up and down the young man's leg. "I wish there was someone who wanted me!"

Heidi took a deep breath. "Do...do you have...a...a girlfriend, Bobby?" Heidi heard herself asking again. She didn't realize that she had already asked the young man that, and he'd responded. She was so addled by carnal feelings that she wasn't really aware of what she was saying.

"Ah...yeah, Paula Wilton, like...like I said," Bobby replied. What was going on with Mrs. Tate, anyhow? Why was she acting like this?

"Do...do you and she...do you make love, Bobby?" Heidi heard herself whisper. She had no idea why she was asking the young man such intimate questions. It was almost as if someone else was asking them using her voice. She was trembling, but her hands continued to steal lightly up and down the boy's leg.

Bobby didn't know what to do. "Ah...ah...sometimes..." he stammered. He couldn't figure out what Mrs. Tate was up to, and why she was asking him these questions. His face felt hot and he knew he was blushing. He wasn't sure what was happening. The nurse had a real strange look in her eyes, almost like she really wasn't there.

"Bobby, do you think I'm pretty?" Heidi heard herself ask. She felt disconnected from what was going on, almost as if she was watching a movie in which it was someone else doing these lascivious, forbidden things.

"What you're thinking about doing is wrong, terribly wrong!!!" a small voice inside Heidi's head warned her, but her need-inflamed body and mind quickly banished the cautioning thoughts.

"Yeah, I...ah...I think you're real pretty, Mrs. Tate," Bobby replied. She was coming on to him! In school! He, too, was having problems thinking clearly. A bell rang, then shortly afterward, another.

"I...I guess...I guess school's over," Heidi said softly, her voice still filled with dreaminess. "Do...do you have to...to leave...Bobby?"

"Ahh...no, I guess not," the young man stammered. Leaving right now would be a problem, given the fact that he had a throbbing erection. He wasn't sure how he could get out of the nurse's office without her seeing it. His ankle was still sore and now, because of what Mrs. Tate was doing, his legs were so shaky he didn't think they would hold him up.

Heidi got to her feet and, walking like a zombie, walked to the office door. She locked it, then she walked back to where Bobby lay on the cot and stood in front of him. "I...I'm glad you...you...don't have to...to leave," she said softly.

Bobby stared at the nurse, befuddled. What on earth was she up to? She was the last person in the world he'd ever have expected anything like this from.

Heidi's trembling hands moved to the neck of her uniform and she opened the first button. "Have...have you ever seen a...a woman naked, Bobby?" she whispered. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself.

Bobby's voice failed him. He gaped at her and nodded. He'd seen more women naked than he could count.

Heidi, oblivious to the young man's response, unbuttoned another button. "Would you like to?" she murmured.

Bobby gulped and nodded again.

Heidi continued to unbutton her uniform slowly, one button at a time, pausing each time she opened one. When all the buttons were opened, she shrugged her shoulders and the white garment whispered to the floor.

Bobby sat transfixed, staring wide-eyed at the woman standing next to him. Mrs. Tate - the school nurse - had just taken her uniform off and was standing in front of him wearing only a bra, panties, and white pantyhose! She had a really terrific body!

"Do you like what you see, Bobby?" Heidi murmured, her voice husky, her mind a whirl of unbridled emotions.

Bobby nodded. "I...I sure do!" he croaked.

Heidi reached behind her, unhooked her bra. She held the garment in her trembling hands for a few seconds, then she let it drop. She stood there trembling while Bobby stared at her exposed breasts, then she bent and slid her pantyhose and panties down and stepped out of them. Nude now, she straightened up again. Her chest heaving was heaving and her heart was pounding. What she was doing was something completely alien to everything she believed! She had taken off her clothes in front of a student! If what she'd done were ever discovered, she'd be fired in disgrace. Since nothing else she could do would get her in any more trouble, she rationalized, she might as well get what she needed.

"Would...would you like to...to touch me, Bobby?" she murmured while, stiffly, she moved closer to the wide-eyed young man.

Bobby nodded again and raised his hand slowly. Mrs. Tate took hold of it, kissed it softly, then she pressed it, palm-first, against her bare breast.

Indescribable delight filled Heidi when the young man's hand touched her. Bobby's touch was very gentle. Her legs began to quake. "Go ahead, Bobby! Feel them, it's all right! I want you to!" she whispered urgently as both of the boy's hands closed gently around the swollen mounds on her chest.

Bobby cupped the nurse's firm breasts, squeezed them gently, and heard her soft moans of joy.

Exquisite sensations were permeating Heidi. She felt a tickle on her thighs, realized something began to run down the inside of her legs and knew she was flooded with the effluent of excitement. When the young man pulled softly on her rigid nipples it felt as if electric shocks were going through her. Wonderful electric shocks! Exquisite electric shocks!

"Ohhhh!!! That's nice! That's very nice, Bobby!!!" Heidi murmured. "You have...Annhhh!!!...such a gentle touch!!!" It was wonderful! He was treating her as if she were fine china. She quivered and moaned softly. She wanted this young man desperately, wanted to feel his hard penis in her, moving, thrusting deeply, making her come! She didn't care if the whole damn school walked in while it was happening, she had to have this boy's cock!

Bobby continued caressing the nurse's breasts. Her nipples were now fully erect and straining out from the dark circles that surrounded them. He licked his lips.

"Yes!!!" Heidi whispered, sensing what the young man was thinking, "Kiss them, Bobby!" She sank onto the cot next to him. "Kiss my breasts!"

Bobby needed no encouragement. He leaned forward and began to suckle the rosy-red, rock-hard tips of Mrs. Tate's breasts.

"Ohhh!!!! Yessss!!!" Heidi exclaimed. Feelings of delight began to fill her. Her husband never kissed her breasts any more. He hadn't touched them in so long she couldn't remember when the last time was. Bobby was nursing on her and giving her divine sensations! It felt wonderful, in fact it was so wonderful it felt as if she was about to...

Out of nowhere, an orgasm exploded through her. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" Heidi groaned, "Oh, Goddddddd!!!! Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Don't stop!!! Don't stop!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh...Bobby!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Feelings of ecstasy swept over the pretty nurse. She leaned forward, clutching the lad's head to her heaving breasts.

Though he was surprised when Mrs. Tate came, Bobby knew what was happening. It wasn't the first time he'd made a woman come by sucking her breasts. She was pulling his head against her and begging him not to stop.

Tingles of delight continued to radiate from Heidi's breasts after her orgasm passed. "That was wonderful! Oh, Bobby, that was incredible! Nothing like that ever happened to me before!" she gushed, hugging the young man.

Bobby was elated. He was still a little worried about doing this in her office in school, but he knew school was over, so the risk wasn't as great as it could have been, and he was sure he was going to be allowed to do more than just suck her breasts.

"Stand up, Bobby," Heidi urged. "Let's...let's take your...your clothes off. I...I want you naked!"

Trembling, the young man got to his feet. His ankle didn't hurt any more, or if it did, he didn't notice. Mrs. Tate tugged his rugby shirt over his had, dropped it on the floor, then she opened his pants and pushed them and his undershorts down, leaving him naked, except for his shoes and sock, which she also removed. He was now standing next to the cot shaking, his erection jutting in front of him.

Heidi stared at the young man's erection and as she did, her small, soft hand reached for, then touched the swaying, jerking pole. Her fingers wrapped around the swollen organ and began to slide up and down the vein-encircled sides. Tiny, opalescent droplets seeped from the slit in the purple, arrow-shaped tip as she stroked it.

Bobby's legs were quivering and he gasped when Mrs. Tate's hand began to move over his swollen organ. His groin was so tight, and it felt so good, he was afraid he was going to come in her hand! He could see and feel it happening, but he still found it hard to believe what the school nurse was doing to him there in school! "Ohhhh!!!" he moaned.

Heidi continued pumping the young man's swollen gorgan and the more she did, the more her hunger grew. Her attention was totally focused on the throbbing, erect penis in her hand.

Heidi, in the thrall of lust, began moving her head toward the young man's erection. Then her lips moved touched the swollen, dripping, purple tip. She heard the young man gasp and a shudder went through her. She licked some of the sticky fluid from the tip, and thought, "It really doesn't taste as bad as I thought it would!" Then she slid her lips around the head of the shaft and began to take more and more of it into her mouth. While she did, she stroked Bobby's legs and bottom and could feel the muscles in his buttocks tightening and releasing as she did.

Bobby's mind was a wild vortex of confusion and delight. "I can't believe it!! She's sucking my cock!!! Mrs. Tate is giving me a blow-job!!!!" he thought. If the school nurse kept doing what she was doing much longer, he was going to come!

"Ahhhhh!!!" He groaned. "Mrs. Tate! It...feels...tooo...good. I'm...I'm gonna come!!!"

Heidi vaguely heard the young man's his impassioned warning but she ignored it and continued licking and sucking his cock, and massaging his balls. She found what she was doing delightful and didn't want to stop. Then the penis in her mouth begin to throb, his ass, which was clutched in her hand, clenched, and his hips jerked forward. She had never done anything like this before, not even with her husband, but when she felt the penis throbbing against her lips, she knew what was going to happen and, she realized, she wanted it to! "Come, my darling boy!" she thought, "Give me your come! Fill my mouth with your lovely hot juices!"

"Annnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!! Annnnnhhhhh!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby moaned as he exploded gobs and gobs of his hot, sticky fluids into the nurse's mouth.

The force of Bobby's explosion surprised Heidi. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. When the first gobs of his juices blasted into her mouth she almost gagged. Then, because her mouth was so full, she began to swallow the hot juices spewing from the young man's jerking cock. Even though she was gulping them down, the some of Bobby's essence seeped out, ran down her chin, and dripped onto her breasts while she literally nursed on him. At last, when the penis in her mouth was totally limp, Heidi let it slide from her mouth and looked up into the young man's passion-flushed face, grabbed him, and pulled him down onto the cot next to her.

"I want you, Bobby!" she whispered to they young man once he was seated next to her. "I want you to make love to me! I need you! I want you as badly as you want me!" She laid back on the cot. "Please, Bobby, Touch me!"

Bobby slid his hand up between the nurse's legs and his fingers began probing the slick folds of her vagina.

Heidi gasped when bobby's fingers touched her vagina. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. "Yesss!!! That's it, Bobby!!! Touch me there, there!!!" This might be forbidden but it felt unimaginably good! She loved the way he was touching her!

Bobby, who was a far more skilled lover than the nurse expected, soon had her writhing on the vinyl covered cot while ecstasy flooded through her and moans of delight poured from her in an almost unending song of joy. He slid one of his fingers inside her.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Heidi groaned. What the young man was doing to her felt so wonderful she could no longer speak. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!!!"

Bobby could just barely comprehend that he had Mrs. Tate begging him to give her pleasure! He increased the tempo he was using on the finger he was thrusting into her and watched the movement of her hips increase, too.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Heidi moaned while her hips rocked up and down.

Bobby bent his head. He began kissing her inner her thighs and, eventually his tongue began exploring her puffy pink labia. He tasted her juices when he slid his tongue between her silky lower lips, then he found her clit and sucked on it.

"Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" Heidi moaned when a stupendously powerful orgasm erupted through her. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Bobby tried to keep his mouth in contact with Mrs. Tate's pulsing vagina but her hips were rocking so frantically, he had a hard time doing that. Her wild squirming smeared her juices all over the boy's face. When the nurse's frantic movements began to slow, he realized he had another hard-on! He lowered her bottom to the cot and watched her lovely body shudder softly as after-shocks of orgasm raced through it.


Graduation and... Ch. 01



Languidly, Heidi looked at Bobby. As her eyes traveled down over his body, she saw his hard-on, smiled, and held her arms out to him. "Make love to me, bobby!" she murmured.

Bobby got on the cot between the nurse's legs, holding his body over hers. He felt Mrs. Tate grasped his cock and, as he lowered his hips, she guided it into her warm, wet cavity. When he entered her, a shudder of delight swept through him. It felt incredible! The clutching heat of her vagina sent wild sensations rocketing through him. Unable to remain still, he began plunging his engorged shaft into her with rapid movements of his hips.

Heidi was finally getting the very thing she'd missed for so long. She was exultant as she savored how it felt to have the young man's organ probing deep into her. "Ohhh!!! Bobby!!!" she moaned, her hips rising and falling. "My God, Bobby!!! Yessss!! Give it to me! Give it to meeee!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!"

Bobby called on every bit of self-control he could muster so he could take his time and enjoy the good fortune that had once again befallen him. He thrust into the nurse slowly and, as he did, he felt the knot of pleasure in his stomach winding tighter and tighter.

"Oh, Bobby, yesssss!!!!" Heidi moaned. She clutched the young man's bottom, pulling him tighter against her.

Bobby, his control flagging, began to move his hips more and more forcefully, shaking the nurse with his thrusts, making the cot thump against the cement block wall.

Heidi felt herself approaching the bursting point then, suddenly, something burst loose inside her. "Bobby!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried when wild, wonderful sensations began sweeping over her. "Take me, Bobby!!! Take me!!! Ohhhh!!!! Yesssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

The pretty nurse continued to groan as she shuddered through the third orgasm she had experienced in less than an hour. In fact, Bobby had given her more orgasms that afternoon than she'd experienced with her husband in over a year!

The wild gyrations of Mrs. Tate's body and the passionate moans that accompanied them drew Bobby's second orgasm from him. He groaned as his fiery cream spewed into his companion's quavering channel.

Spent, the two people lay in each other's arms. "That was so wonderful, Bobby!" Heidi told him. She knew what she'd done was wrong, and did feel ashamed of herself, but she couldn't deny that she also felt wonderful.

"Ah...thanks," Bobby replied. He felt himself blushing.

Heidi kissed him tenderly. "You really are a sweet boy," she murmured.

Again, Bobby blushed. He'd made love with the school nurse! What next? Instead of getting simpler, it looked as if his life was getting more complicated.



Graduation and... Ch. 02



Lois Tillman's life was in turmoil. She was married, but growing more and more dissatisfied with her husband. Every day brought her closer to the courage to take steps to end her marriage. But that wasn't her only source of distress. During the previous summer, she'd begun a forbidden affair with one of her students and, in a weird set of circumstances, that affair led her into an affair with the new assistant principal at the school where she taught - a female assistant principal. Then, while she was attending a teacher's convention earlier in the year, she seduced a gorgeous young black man.

Lois didn't know why she kept doing the things she was doing, or why she couldn't seem to control of her life any more. It seemed as if her whole life was controlled by her sexual urges, and that disturbed her. Deep down inside, she knew that what she really wanted was a stable, happy relationship, but everything she did seemed to move her farther and farther from that goal.

When Linda Ross, who had been Lois's college roommate, invited her to visit for a few days, Lois accepted gladly. She hoped that putting some distance between herself and the confusion her life had fallen into might give her a better perspective from which to sort things out. And, she believed, visiting with Linda wouldn't put temptation in her way.

Now she was standing, trembling, in the hallway outside her friend's bedroom door, listening to sounds that told her frantic sexual activity was going on behind the closed door. She was on her way to the bathroom when she overheard the sounds and, stunned, she stopped and stood there, listening, feeling very guilty about her voyeurism.

Behind that closed door, Derek Ross's back arched and his hips lunged downward, plunging his cock deep into his wife's slender body. "Baby!" he groaned, "You're incredible!!"

"Shhhh!!" his wife whispered. She pressed her hand against her husband's mouth. "Don't make so much noise. We don't want Lois to hear us!"

Neither Linda nor Lois knew it, but the reason Derek was so horny was Lois's presence. He had fantasized about making love with his wife's gorgeous, full-bodied auburn-haired college roommate, but he knew he could never do that without hurting his wife, who he loved very much. Now his wife was unknowingly reaping the benefits of lust induced by her husband's desire for another woman.

"Ohhhhh!!" his wife moaned softly, "My God, Derek, you really are horny tonight, aren't you?" Her body quivered as her husband's driving penis sent spectacular feelings rocketing through her. She hadn't been fucked this well in a long time!

"Unnnnhhhh!!!! Unnnnhhhh!!!!" Derek groaned. He did try to be quiet as thrills shot through him, but he was fighting a losing battle. His thrusts rocked his wife's body and made her petite breasts bob and jiggle. Her lovely face was flushed with passion.

Derek closed his eyes and slammed into his wife more forcefully. As he did, he imagined he was plunging into Lois's lush body. That was all it took. Massive quantities of his scalding, gooey cream gushed from him with gut-wrenching intensity and cascaded into his wife.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" he moaned, "Take it, L...Linda!!! Take itttttttt!!!"

"Yessss!!! Oh, yessss!!!!" Linda groaned. "Take me, Derek!! Take meeeee!!! Oh, Lord, that's good!!! I'm comminggg, too!!!" Her orgasm was triggered by her husband's scalding explosion and powerful spasms of joy convulsed her.

When he finished, Derek pulled his softening cock from his wife and rolled onto his back. He lay next to her, still feel the ache of unsatisfied need. He wanted Lois, but she was Linda's best friend, so that was an impossible dream.

Linda snuggled against her husband's bulky body and, wearing a satisfied smile, fell into a sound slumber while, unbeknownst to her, her husband continued to struggle with his tortured, lascivious thoughts about her friend.

Lois, trembling and aroused, finished her trip to the bathroom, then she returned to her room and flopped onto her bed. She had come here to get away from things like this, but her problems continued to follow her. She was turned on by what she'd heard, powerfully turned on! She couldn't believe she'd stood in the hallway, listening to Linda and Derek making love!

Trembling with need, the attractive teacher began caressing herself through the thin material of her nightie. She cupped her ample breasts, whose nipples were hard and tingling. Her actions sent a rush of delight sweeping through her and evoked a low moan of delight. The memory of what she'd heard through her friend's bedroom door urged the tumult in her body up another notch.

Derek, who was still wide-awake, continued to lie next to his slumbering wife, contemplating what it would be like to make love with Lois. He imagined what her full body - a marked contrast to his wife's slender physique - would look like nude. How did she act when she was making love?  What would making love with her feel like? As he fantasized about his wife's pretty friend, his cock began to swell and grow hard once more.

Lois caressed her belly and legs, while her body squirmed with blooming excitement. Her hands slid between her thighs and she began exploring her quivering vagina with her trembling fingers. "Mmmmmmm!!!" she moaned as self-induced thrills shot through her. She slid one, then two, fingers into her needing hole and her body wracked with joy. Her hand began a circular motion on her engorged clit and her body writhed with growing urgency. Soft mews of pleasure issued from her ruby lips.

While Lois lay alone in her bed, writhing in the throes of self-induced passion, Derek, unable to sleep, slipped out of bed, put on his robe and started down the hall for the bathroom. As he passed the guest bedroom, he thought he heard a noise. He stopped at door and listened. It was a moan!

"I'll be a son-of-a bitch!" he thought. "That sounds like moans of pleasure!"  He pushed Lois's door open a tiny bit. The teacher had left the light next to her bed on and what the horny man saw caused his cock to grow even more erect and part the folds of his robe.

Lois, the beautiful, blonde woman he'd had so many fervent dreams about, was lying on her bed, her nightgown shoved up around her neck, her body twisting and jerking, while she pleasured herself with her hands! Her breasts - two large, but perfectly shaped globes of flesh - were capped by swollen, dark areolas and rigidly extended nipples. Her hair had fanned out on the pillow, framing her flushed, lovely face which was slack with passion.

Lois, oblivious to the fact that she was being observed, continued to make love to herself. And, as she did, she found herself imagining that it was her friend's husband who was making her feel that wonderful. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhh!!!" she moaned. "Take me!!! Take meeeeee!!! Derek!!! Oh, Derek!!!! Take meeeee!!!!"

Derek couldn't believe what he was hearing! Lois was calling out his name while she played with herself! She wanted him! He opened the door and, stiff-legged, started walking toward the bed where the beautiful woman lay, lost in self-induced passion. As he moved toward the bed, he shrugged out of his robe and let it drop to the floor. His cock, a swollen, veined obelisk with a purple arrow-shaped head, pointed toward the object of his lust.

Lois, agog with rapture, had no idea that Derek had been watching her. With her eyes squeezed shut, she continued to imagine he was the source of the incredible joy ripping through her. God! It almost felt as if he really was touching her, as if it were his hand sliding over her belly, caressing her inflamed clit! It felt so real and so incredibly good! She'd never in her life had such a realistic fantasy!

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned, her body arching upward. Then she opened her eyes and saw that Derek was bent over her, his hand was in her groin, and he was totally naked! She blinked and shook her head. It was real! She wasn't imagining it! Her friend's nude husband was in the room with her, caressing her!

"Derek!! Oh, no!!" she groaned. Despite the fact that she knew what was happening was wrong, her excitement leapt to uncontrollable levels. She knew she wouldn't be able to stop him from doing anything he wanted to do!

"Yes," Derek replied softly. "You want me and I want you." He continued the circular movement of his hand, keeping Lois so inundated with ecstasy she couldn't think straight. The rise and fall of her hips continued.  He slid a thick finger into her and her movements became more urgent.

Lois was far too aroused to resist, even though she knew she should. She felt Derek move between her legs then the hot, sticky tip of his penis slapped against her aching vagina. He placed it between her passion-soaked labia, then thrills roared through her as the massive pole began to invade her!

"Yessss, Derek!!! Yesssss!!!!" Lois groaned. She wanted him! "Oh, God, I need that!!!"

Derek was more turned on than he'd ever been in his life! The sweet sensations he felt as Lois's clasping opening welcomed his cock had him quivering with need. Once he was fully buried in her, he forced himself to remain still, marveling at how wonderful it felt. "Oh, God, Lois, you're fantastic!" he whispered. "My God, you're so tight!"

Lois knew she shouldn't be doing this with her best friend's husband, but she was far too aroused. She needed him desperately! When he started to move, her hips responded and glorious sensations, caused by the friction of their joined organs, rocketed through her.

"Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhh!!!" she cried, "Take me, Derek!!! Ohhhh!!! Take meeeeee!!!!"

 Lois's plea stirred Derek to greater efforts. His hips battered hers, jolting her, causing her jellied breasts to jiggle wildly. His hard pole plunged deep into her clutching cavern, evoking sensations so sweet they were almost unbearable.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!" she cried, "Yesss!!! That's what I need!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!" Her body strained as release rushed through it.

"Yeahhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhh!!!" Derek groaned. His cock pulsed, spewing his juices into Lois with powerful blast after powerful blast.

When he was done, Derek covered Lois's mouth with his and she returned the kiss avidly. Their lips locked together, they lay there, their bodies occasionally twitching with after-shocks of pleasure.

"That...that was wonderful!" Lois told Derek once the kiss finally ended. "I...I really did need that. But we...we shouldn't have..."

"Don't feel guilty," Derek said. He kissed her again, then he looked at her. "I guess I better get back to my own bed," he said. "I'll see you in the morning." He smiled at her. "I don't want this to end here. I hope you feel the same way."  He kissed her again, slipped out of bed, and was gone.

"God help me, I don't want it to end here, either," Lois thought. She shuddered with delight and, wonderfully satisfied, fell asleep.



Graduation and... Ch. 03



When she awakened the next morning, Lois's pubic hair was crinkly with the remnants of her delightful, unexpected union with her friend's husband Derek the night before. She slid her hand between her legs and touched herself there to verify what she felt. "It wasn't a dream!" she thought, shuddering, "It was real! I...I can't believe I let that happen! What is wrong with me?"

Feeling terribly guilty, she got out of bed, put on her glasses, slipped into her robe and slippers and, with her heart pounding, went downstairs. When she walked into the kitchen she found Linda and Derek at the kitchen table, eating breakfast.

Linda smiled at her friend. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she said.

"Good...morning," Lois replied. She hoped her guilt wasn't obvious. She wasn't sure what to say to her friend, whose hospitality she'd violated.

"Good morning," Derek said.

While she got herself a cup of coffee and carried it to the table, Lois noted that he avoided eye contact with her. Both Linda and Derek were dressed, so she assumed they were going to work.

Linda finished eating her cereal and stood up. "I have to get going," she said. "I have a busy day ahead of me. I'll see you after work, Lois." She picked up her jacket and purse, kissed Derek, and left.

Lois and Derek sat at the table, not saying anything. They could hear Linda's car start, then move down the driveway.

Derek looked at Lois and smiled. "There's something I have to do," he said. He stood up and walked into the living room.

Lois finished her coffee, then she got up and cleared the table and carried the dishes to the counter. She began rinsing them and putting them in the dishwasher.

Derek made his phone call and returned to the kitchen. He stood in the doorway, watching Lois, observing the way her robe clung to her lush body and the way that body moved as she rinsed the dishes. Then he crossed the kitchen and slid his arms around her, pressing against her from the rear. He cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently.

Lois, shocked by Derek's action, was unable to keep thrills from sweeping over her. Without thinking, she pressed back against Derek and began moving her buttocks against his already swelling cock. "Don't...don't you have to go to work?" she asked.

"I called and told them I wouldn't be in today," Derek replied. "I told them I didn't feel well and thought I should spend the day in bed." He kissed her neck, enjoying the way her silky hair caressed his face. "What do you think?"

"Ohhhhh!!!!" Lois moaned softly. Thrills raced through her when Derek's thumbs began teasing her nipples. She felt his erection nudging her firm bottom.

"Let's go back to bed," Derek whispered. His lips moved over her neck and shoulders.

Lois was both elated and mortified. Electrifying sensations flew from her hardened nipples to her quivering groin, banishing whatever reservations she might have about sleeping with her friend's husband a second time. "Yesss!!" she moaned. "Oh, yesss!!"

Derek led her up the steps to the spare bedroom. Inside, he pulled her into his arms and his lips covered hers. Lois's lips parted and her tongue flicked out, caressing his, striking sparks of delight between them. Derek's hands slid to her ass, cupping it, pulling her against him.

Lois felt as if her insides had turned to jelly. Need deluged her like a tidal wave. Having Derek's hands on her ass felt wonderful! He pulled her against him she felt his hard cock pressing against her belly. His hands left her ass, moved to the waist of her robe, opened it, and pushed it down her shoulders and off.

Derek's hands glided over her bare skin. "God, Lois, you're so beautiful!" he whispered while his eyes moved excitedly over her unclad form. She was every bit as beautiful naked as he'd dreamed she'd be!

Lois felt herself blushing. She gasped when his hands cupped her breasts and he began to tease her nipples with his fingers. Her body moved sinuously under his touch. Rapture overwhelmed her and all she could do was moan and gasp. "Oh, God, Derek!!!" she crooned, "That feels wonderful!"

"I'm glad you like it," Derek murmured. He continued exploring her silken skin with one hand while he undid his clothes with the other. It wasn't easy because his high level of arousal robbed his fingers of dexterity but, eventually, he did manage to get his clothes off. When he was finally naked, he pulled Lois against him, and his erection slid between her legs.

"Ahhhh!!!" Lois groaned as the meaty shaft rubbed her pussy and turmoil rippled through her. It no longer mattered that he was her best friend's husband! She wanted him! She needed him! Her hips began to thrust, rubbing her vagina against his hard cock.

Derek laid down on the bed and pulled her onto him. Eagerly, she pressed against him, desperately needing to have his cock inside her. Derek rolled on top of her and she felt his swollen wand slide between her silken, slick vaginal lips. Then it was in her! Her friend's husband pushed downward, sliding his shaft into her yearning body.

"Yessss!!! Yesssss!!!!" Lois groaned. Her legs rose and locked behind his.

Derek was thrilled by the sensations Lois's engulfing cavern was giving him and overwhelmed by the intensity of the emotions roiling through him. "Ahhhhh!!!!" he moaned, "Oh, baby!!" With his cock buried deep in Lois's body, he began rotating his hips, grinding his pubic bone against hers.

"Oh, God!!! Yessss!!!!" Lois purred, "Oh, God!!! Do I ever need this!!!! Yessss!!! Yesssss!!! Take meeee, Derek!!!!!!! Take meee!!!"

Derek responded to her urgent plea by thrusting into her harder and faster.

"Oh, God, Derek, I...I can't wait!!!" Lois groaned, her body straining upward, "I can't wait!! I'm comminnnnggggg!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Yesssss!!! I'm commminnnngggg!!!! Take me!!! Oh, Derek, take meeeeee!!!!"

Derek felt the frantic spasms begin in the body working beneath his and then his own body loosed itself. "Ohhhhh!!! Oh, God!!! Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!!" he yelled, jetting his hot, sticky cream into his wife's friend.

Lois's peak passed and, spent and satisfied, she lay limp under her lover.

Derek continued stroking into her for a few moments, then he stopped, pulled out of her, and rolled onto the bed next to her. "That was unbelievable!" he whispered.

"I needed that so badly," Lois said.

"I know you did," Derek said. "I needed it just as much as you did." He pulled her into his arms and their lips met.

Lois's arms went around her friend's husband and she pulled him against her. When the kiss finally ended, she looked at Derek seriously. "What...what about Linda?" she asked.

Derek shrugged. "I...I don't know," he replied.

"I don't want to hurt her..." Lois said, "...or I didn't, anyhow. I...I guess I have, though."

"I didn't want to hurt her, either," Derek replied, "but I'm not sure I want what we just had to be our last time."

Lois kissed him gently. "I'm not sure I want to stop, either," she said. "Even if it means I'm a terrible friend."

Derek decided to see if Lois might be interested in helping him live out a fantasy he'd had for a long, long time. "You know..." he said, "...a couple months back Linda and I were watching a porno video. Two chicks were making it and Linda got really turned on. Then they showed a threesome and she got even more wound up." He looked at Lois. "How would you feel about doing something like that?"

Lois was surprised, and decided to tell Derek a little more about herself. "I...I have had a relationship with another woman," she told him. "It's wonderful. And...I...I have to admit I have wondered what it would be like to make love with Linda ever since we were in college."

Derek was thrilled by Lois's unexpected reply. She was interested. Now, if they could only figure out how to make it happen! He couldn't believe it, he might get to make love with two women! "I guess all we have to do is get Linda involved," he said. "I hinted that I might be willing to try a threesome after we watched that movie, but she got really upset and said she thought doing things like that was sick. She even denied she was turned on."

They lay there, talking, trying to figure out exactly how to convince Linda to join in the activity both of them wanted to try. Finally, they arrived at a plan they both thought might work.

"When Linda gets home from work today, she's in for quite a surprise, isn't she?" Derek commented.

Lois smiled at him. "She certainly is," she said. "I hope this works."

"Me, too," Derek said.



Graduation and... Ch. 04



When Linda arrived home from work that afternoon, Lois, wearing only a filmy robe, was in the kitchen, working at the kitchen counter. Linda looked at her friend and felt a shiver race through her body.

"Lois is so beautiful!" the slim woman thought as she gazed at her auburn-haired friend's lush body. "She's always had such a fantastic body. I wish I wasn't so skinny. I wish my body was more like hers." "Hi, Lois," she said.

Lois turned and smiled at her friend. "Hi, Linda," she said. "I hope you don't mind that I didn't get dressed. I felt kind of lazy today, so I didn't bother putting any clothes on."

"That's OK," Linda said, "Sometimes I don't get dressed either when I don't have to go to work." Linda saw the way her friend was looking at her and was confused to realize that there seemed to be tension between them, sexual tension. "Why...why am I feeling like this?" she wondered. She came from a very conservative religious background and, as a result, she had never been able to admit it to herself, but she did feel desire for her friend, and had for a long time, ever since their college days. She didn't know it, but that was one of the reasons she'd become friendly with Lois. But, because her strict religious upbringing had instilled the idea that Lesbianism was wrong in her, she had repressed the feelings she felt for her friend and settled for a close friendship with the other woman. She had tried to convince herself for years that what she felt for Lois was sisterly affection, but it was far more than that.

Lois sensed something was going on with her friend. She walked over to Linda, put her arms around her, and hugged her. "Is something wrong, honey?" she asked. "You seem upset."

"Uh...no, not really," Linda replied. She was starting to feel feelings she believed weren't right. The fact that her friend's lush, scantily clad body was pressing against her was disturbing, but it was causing her to feel pleasant feelings, too. What was wrong with her? Why was she reacting this way to her friend, her woman friend?

"Look, Linda," Lois said, sensing Linda's discomfiture, "Is there something you want to talk about?" She was a novice at seduction and wasn't sure how to proceed. She knew she had to be careful. The last thing she wanted was to cause her friend to panic.

"I...I'm not sure there's anything to talk about," Linda replied. How could she tell her best friend that her touch was exciting and that she wanted to kiss her? Could she tell her? If she did, Lois would be disgusted and their friendship would end.

Lois hugged her friend tighter. "Look, Linda, we've been friends for a long time," she said. "If something's bothering you, you can tell me."

"I...I can't," Linda stammered. "I...I just can't."

Lois took Linda's face in her hands. "There's nothing you can't tell me, love," she said. "I hate to see you this upset." She kissed Linda softly on the lips and was startled when, with a groan, Linda's arms encircled her and the other woman returned the kiss ardently. Elated by this unexpected development, Lois put her hands on her friend's buttocks and pulled her lithe body against hers. "Linda, I want to make love with you," she whispered into her friend's ear.

"Oh, God!!!" Linda cried, shocked by her friend's request. She pulled out of Lois's embrace, dashed down the hallway, bolted into her bedroom, and threw herself on the bed, sobbing.

Lois followed Linda down the hallway toward the master bedroom. It looked like the seduction plan she'd arrived at with Derek was working. Linda's husband wasn't home and wouldn't be for a while yet. He had reluctantly agreed to give Lois time to seduce Linda.

Lois entered the master bedroom, walked to the bed, and sat down next to her sobbing friend. She laid her hand on her friend's back.

Linda pulled away from her. "Don't touch me!" she said, her face buried in the pillow. "Keep your hands off me!"

Lois left her hand where it was. "I don't think you mean that," she said softly. "I want you, Linda. I want to make love with you. And I think you want the same thing."

Linda couldn't believe what she was hearing her friend say. "Noooooo!!!" she exclaimed. "It's...it's wrong! I can't want you! You...you can't want meeee!!!"

"But you do want me, don't you?" Lois whispered. She began to caress her friend's back lightly. "I think you do. Darling, it isn't sick for us to want each other. How could it possibly be sick for two people who care about each other to show how they feel?"

"Nooooo!!!" Linda groaned. She hated the way her body was reacting to her friend's light caresses. After being repressed for years, her true desires began to assert themselves. She did want to make love with Lois, she wanted to very much! But she couldn't. What if Derek found out? He'd leave her. And she loved him and didn't want to lose him. Why did it have to feel so good to have Lois's hand moving up and down her back? What was wrong with her?

"I know you want me, Linda," Lois said. "I could feel how much you do when we kissed. You can't deny that."

"Noooooo!!" Linda groaned. Although she continued to fight against it, her body kept responding to her friend's soft, insistent caress. She had to get out of here! If she stayed much longer, she wasn't sure she would be able to resist much longer.

Lois bent and kissed her friend on the neck. "I want to make love with you, Linda," she whispered. "See?" She took her friend's hand, pulled it inside her robe, and placed it on her bare breast, holding the palm against her hardened nipple.

Linda knew she should resist, but she found that her ability to do so was continuing to weaken! When she felt her friend's nipple pressing into the palm of her hand, she knew it was pointless to try and resist any longer. Moaning softly, she turned, pulled Lois against her, mashed her lips against her friend's, and thrust her tongue into the other woman's mouth.

Soon the two gorgeous women were naked, lying on the bed, their hands exploring each other's bodies. Lois kissed Linda's breasts, then sucked her nipples. Though Linda's breasts were small, the nipples were surprisingly large. Lois discovered, to her delight, that her friend's nipples were also highly sensitive.

"Lois!!! Oh, God, Lois!!! I'm...Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Jesus!!!" Linda wailed. "I think I'm gonna...I am, oh, God, I'm commmmmnnnnnggggg!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggg!!!!" While she came, Linda yanked her friend's face against her heaving chest. "Oh, God, Lois, you're making me come!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Lois continued to suckle her friend's breasts until Linda's ecstasy waned.

When Linda was able to think clearly, she knew she had to experience what she'd denied herself for so long. "I do want this!" she exclaimed, as much to herself as Lois. "I want to make love with you, Lois!" She pushed the other woman onto her back and began caressing and kissing her friend's voluptuous body.

"Yesssss!!! Yessssss!!!!" Lois moaned while Linda sucked her breasts. Linda's hand was everywhere on her, thrilling her, exulting her! This was even better than she'd dreamed it would be!

Linda moved her caresses and kisses down Lois's body, thrilling her friend, exciting her beyond belief.

Although she knew it was coming, Lois still gasped and clutched at the bedspread when Linda's mouth moved onto her vagina. "Lindaaaaaaa!!! Oh, God!!! Yessssss!!!" she cried when her friend's lips and tongue began working on her vagina. What she was feeling was so intense, so undeniable, so wonderful! Then her body began to quake and skyrockets of ecstasy exploded behind her tightly shut eyes.

"Commmminnnnnggggg!!! Linda, darling, I'm commmminnnnngggg!!! Yessssssss!!! Yessssssss!!! Yesssssss!!! Oh, God, yessssssssssss!!!!!" Lois cried as enjoyment filled her.

Lois could hardly move once her orgasm passed, but somehow she mustered the strength to roll onto Linda and bury her face between her friend's thighs. Linda went wild when she did.

"Yesssssss!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, darling, eat me!!!" Linda cried. "That's it!!! That's itttttt!!! Give me your tongue!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!! Yessssssss!!!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!!!!!" She, too, thrashed out a wild orgasm, the first she'd ever had with another woman.

"What are we going to do?" Linda asked breathlessly as she and Lois lay locked in each other's arms after their shared delight. "What would Derek think if he ever found out what...what I just did?"

"He'd think this is pretty terrific!" Derek said as he walked, naked, toward the bed, his rampant penis preceding him. He'd come in unnoticed as the two women were in the midst of sharing joy. He laid down between them.

"You...you aren't angry with me?" Linda asked.

He kissed his wife and smiled. "Why should I be angry?" he asked. "Would you be angry if I told you Lois and I already made love?"

Linda was shocked. "What? When? You..." she stammered. She looked at Lois. "I..." Derek captured one of her nipples between his lips. Lois did the same. 

Passion began to sweep over Linda, who was entering a new, different, and totally wonderful world of sexual experiences. "Oh, God, why did I fight this for so long?" she wondered as delight cascaded over her.



Graduation and... Ch. 05



Bobby was on the yearbook staff and one of the jobs he had was contacting local merchants to see if they would purchase an ad in the yearbook. After school one day, he stopped in at a small shop that sold clothing and other items made of leather and fur to see if they might want to buy an ad in the yearbook.

The woman behind standing behind the counter in the shop was slim, not very pretty, and had straight shoulder-length blonde hair. Although she wasn't attractive, Bobby did notice that the woman had an incredibly good body, though, and the quality of it was revealed by her snug-fitting clothes - a pair of painted on jeans and an equally tight tank top.

The woman had her head down and appeared to be concentrating on something she was sewing. She didn't look up when the young man walked in, even though a bell hanging on the door jingled.

Bobby didn't want to disturb the woman, so he wandered around the shop, looking over the variety of items on display, while he waited for her to finish what she was working on.

Finally, the blonde stopped sewing, cut a dangling thread, looked up and smiled weakly at the young man. "Hi," she said softly. "Can I help you?"

Bobby smiled at her. "I...I was just wondering if..." He realized there were tears in the woman' eyes. He could see them dripping onto the object lying on the counter she had been working on when he came in. Then the woman's shoulders began shaking and she stood there, sobbing quietly.

Bobby wasn't sure what to do. He took a deep breath. "Are...are you all right?" he asked.

The woman finally got herself under control, shrugged, and gave him another weak smile. "I...I'm sorry. I...I shouldn't be acting like this..." she said hesitantly, "I...I'm OK."

"What are you working on?" Bobby asked. He'd always wondered what working with fur and leather was like.

"I...I'm making a vest," the woman replied.

"Would you mind if I watched while you work on it?" Bobby said, "I'd kinda like to see how you do it. I've always been interested in working with leather and fur. It looks like it could be kinda neat, you know? I've never really been able to make stuff."

"I...I don't mind if you watch," the woman said, "I really do need to get this order done. I...I promised it for tomorrow." She walked around the counter, went to the door, locked it, and hung a "Closed" sign in the window. "I was going to close early today, anyhow," she told Bobby, "Business has been slow today, anyhow." She picked up the article she'd been working on.

"What kind of skin is that?" Bobby asked.

"Calfskin," she replied.

"I was wondering," he said, "don't you get a lot of grief from animal rights people?"

The woman shrugged. "I like working with fur," she said. "I only deal with people who use humane methods of producing fur, you know?"

"Oh," Bobby said. He knew nothing about the fur business. He sat down next to a pile of soft, silky furs and stroked them absently as they talked. "So," he said, "What were you so upset about when I came in?"

"It...it isn't important," the woman replied, she sewed a seam on the garment with her sewing machine.

"It was upsetting enough to make you cry," Bobby said.

"Well..." The woman took a deep breath and, even though she didn't know the young man, she found herself telling him what was bothering her. Once she started talking, she couldn't stop. Her fiancé dumped her and she felt very alone. By the time she finished the story, she was sobbing again and tears were cascading down her cheeks.

Bobby, who was now sorry he'd asked her about what was bothering her, felt an urge to take the crying woman in his arms, hold her, and make the bad feelings go away. He felt guilty because he had upset her all over again and was sorry he'd gotten her talking. He stood up, walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Look, I'm sorry I asked you about that stuff," he said softly. "I shouldn't have bugged you to tell me all that. Things will be all right. They really will."

"Oh God!" the woman sobbed. "I feel so awful!"

Bobby was surprised when she turned, moved against him and buried her head against his chest. He put his arms around her and, as she nestled her face into the crook of his neck, he felt her silken hair tickling him, making his skin tingle. He rubbed her back as she cried softly. Finally, her sobbing grew softer and, eventually, she quieted.

The woman took a deep breath, leaned back, and looked at him.

Bobby smiled at her hopefully. "Things really will be OK," he said. "You just have to give yourself time."

"Thank you," she said. "You're very nice." She kissed him softly on the lips. Then she pulled back and looked at him again, her eyes filled with questions. Without saying a word, she kissed him again, but this time the kiss was neither soft nor short.

Unprepared for the feelings the second kiss awakened, Bobby could do little other than tighten his arms around the woman's fine, firm body and return the kiss.

The woman, still in Bobby's arms, leaned back and looked at him again. Her face was flushed, she looked confused, and her chest was moving in and out wonderfully as she gasped for breath.

Bobby, knowing somehow, that she wouldn't stop him, lifted his hand, cupped it around the back of her head, and pulled her face toward him again. Once more, their lips joined. Embers of desire which had been lit by their earlier kisses flared wildly in the young man's body when their lips met the third time. Those flames flared brighter when the woman's tongue slipped into his mouth. The young man returned the lingual caress while exquisite sensations continued to rock him. He felt her embrace tighten.

When the kiss ended, Bobby continued to hold the woman against him. He could feel her shaking. Powerful sexual tension had developed between them without either of them intending for it to happen, and Bobby sensed, without knowing how he knew, that if he didn't keep things going, she'd stop him and all this would end.

Since she seemed to like kissing him, he pulled the woman into yet another passionate kiss. Again their tongues dueled. By the time the kiss ended, the woman was flushed and, Bobby thought, looked more desirable than any woman he'd ever seen.

The slim blonde leaned back in his arms and gazed at him. Bobby could see the emotional turmoil she was experiencing reflected in her eyes. Her hips were pressing against his, rotating slowly, telling him what she wanted him to do, so he did it. His hands slid onto her finely-molded buttocks and pulled her against the swollen bulge at his middle.

The woman looked directly into his eyes and nodded ever so slightly.

Bobby, his pulse booming, scooped her into his arms. He felt her head fall against his shoulder, and her hair tickled his face. She was light. He was so excited he was afraid his cock would tear through his pants!

The woman rode lightly in his arms, slender arms around his neck, as he carried her through a door into the shop's back room. Once he and the woman arrived in the back room, Bobby gently set her down on a pile of deerskins, then he stood there, his chest heaving, his heart pounding, looking down at her, amazed by how far the situation had evolved without either of them saying a word. He continued to remain silent, knelt and began to trace the woman's face lightly with his fingers.

The woman inhaled deeply when Bobby began to caress her, but didn't utter a word, nor did she make any attempt to resist his caresses. He let his finger roam over her neck and whatever skin was exposed by her outfit. She lay on the pile of skins, a look of delight on her face, an occasional soft sigh or deep intake of breath the only indicators of her response to what Bobby was doing.

When he tried to tug her tank top out of her jeans, she put her hand on his. Her action confused Bobby, who reacted by covering her mouth with his and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She arched her neck and, moaning softly, wrapped her arms around his neck. Her tongue slid into his mouth and lashed his. While the kiss persisted, Bobby finished tugging the tank top out of her jeans and slid it up. 

When the kiss ended, the woman sat up and raised her arms over her head so Bobby could pull her top over her head, then she laid back on the soft animal pelts, staring up at him, her eyes soft, filled with a combination of fear and longing.

Bobby surveyed her body, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest for a few seconds. Then he resumed caressing her, keeping his touch as light as he could. Her skin felt like warm silk. His hands moved to her breasts and circled the perfectly formed mounds, moving out toward her erecting nipples, which were surprisingly large.

Her breath hissed from her - making a sound very like a sigh - and her back arched as Bobby continued to stroke her chest. Neither of them had uttered a word since their first kiss. The young man was captivated by how soft the woman's skin was. He loved the contrast between the soft surfaces of her breasts and her firm, rubbery nipples. He enjoyed the sounds his touches evoked and the way her body moved in response to his touch.

He wanted to feel those succulent nipples between his lips, so he bent over her and drew one taut bud gently into his mouth. He heard the sound of rushing air as the woman inhaled powerfully. Her hands tangled in his hair and she pulled his lips against her.

The young man's lips journeyed from one erect nipple to its mate, then back, evoking more impassioned sounds and increasingly insistent movements from his partner.

While his lips worked on the woman's breasts, Bobby slid his hand over her smooth, flat belly and unfastened the snap at the waist of her jeans. With the snug pants loosened, he was able to slide his hand inside them and did, exploring, seeking her center. The woman continued uttering her unique sounds of pleasure and her hips continued to undulate.

Bobby took time from kissing her breasts to begin working her snug jeans down over her nicely-shaped hips and legs. The woman, remaining silent, raised her hips to make his task easier. The jeans slid down with surprising ease, considering how tight they were. He dropped them on the floor.

The woman shuddered when Bobby kissed her navel. At the same time, his hand began moving up and down over her perfectly-formed legs. Bobby was having a hard time keeping from tearing his clothes off, jumping on to of the woman, and plunging his rigid cock into her. But he didn't. He wanted to savor this, one of the most unusual and exciting experiences he'd ever had, to make it last as long as he possibly could!

The woman was quaking with passion and her breath made sounds like a laboring steam locomotive. And each tender movement of Bobby's hands, each kiss, seemed to be building her hunger to higher and higher levels! His lips coasted over her belly, through the golden furze of her pubic hair, then his hand touched the silken lips of her vagina. Her back arched, forcing her hips upward.

The woman continued pressing herself against Bobby's hand as he caressed her lubricant-soaked opening. Her body began to make jolting movements as his hands and lips roused her more and more. "Uhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!" she gasped, her declarations of passion becoming more and more audible.

Bobby began probing the woman's moist opening with one finger, then two, and her responses got even more frantic. His fingers twirled and thrust into her and her hips responded with a series of sharp jolts. Her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and her muscles strained as she was overwhelmed by exquisite sensations!

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" the woman whimpered. Her whispers of passion continued while her movements increased in intensity.

Bobby knew from the woman's frantic movements that she was probably going to come soon! He bent over her middle and, while still thrusting his fingers into her, sucked her clit into his mouth.

"Uhhhhh! Uhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhh!!!" the woman whimpered while, at the same time, her hips hunched wildly. "Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" When she came, her movements were so frantic her juices wound up plastered all over Bobby's face. Gradually, her desperate motions slowed and, finally, she lay still.

Bobby looked at the woman, who lay there, flushed, breathing hard; looking back at him, her eyes wide. Mutely, she reached out her arms to him.

Bobby stood up, ripped off his clothes, and laid down on top of the woman. As he did, he could feel his weight pushing her into the soft skins. His tumescent shaft glided between her legs and he felt her hand slide between them and wrap around his erection. A rush of pleasure raced up his spine. He lifted his hips and felt her guide the head of his cock to her moist entryway. Then he lowered his hips and felt his cock slip easily into her hot, wet opening.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" the woman whimpered, locking her arms around him.

Staggering sensations radiated through Bobby as the woman's snug sheath engulfed his erect organ. When he was fully lodged in her, he paused to savor the delightful feelings coursing through him. He remained motionless as long as he could. Then, slowly he began thrusting. He couldn't wait long. Just being in her, not moving, had him at the verge of coming!

"Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!!" the woman murmured as Bobby plunged into her, her groans keeping time with the young man's heaving hips. Her sturdy legs locked around him and she propelled her body against him feverishly.

Bobby felt rapture coursing from his toes to the roots of his hair, then he exploded gobs and gobs of his hot cream into her.

"Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!! Uhhhh!!!" the woman grunted when she felt the young man's torrid sauce splattering into her. "Uhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Her body continued to buck against his.

Bobby held the woman in his arms once they were finished. She still hadn't spoken, and he wasn't sure what she would do now that their passion had run its course.

His partner snuggled closer against him and pressed her face against his chest. "My God!" she whispered, at last uttering coherent words.

Bobby continued to cradle her in his arms. But, as her lovely naked body pressed against his, he started sliding his hand over her wonderfully smooth, soft skin again. He caressed her back and lovely bottom for a while, while she again murmured with delight. Then he slid his hand between them and took one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and began rolling it back and forth. It wasn't long before the woman was vibrating with need once again!

Her hand slid between them, she took hold of his cock and looked at him, her eyes wide. "You...you're hard ag...again!" she whispered, giving his erection a gentle squeeze.

Bobby rolled her onto her back and began suckling her nipples, which had grown rigid again. One of his hands slid between her legs and began to explore her swampy hole. Soon she was writhing and bucking again.

This time, however, she didn't remain silent. "Oh, God! I...I'm ready again!" she said urgently. "I need you! Please! Don't make me come without you!"

Bobby rolled onto his back and pulled her onto him. The action trapped his swollen rod between their bellies. The woman kissed him, then she raised her hips, freeing his swollen, fleshy shaft. As it stood up, the young man's swollen organ slid between her slim legs and smacked against her vagina.

She reached between them, held it steady, then she lowered herself onto it. "Oh God!" she murmured, trembling, "You...you're in me deeper than you were before!" She started rocking her hips, making Bobby's fleshy invader stir her insides.

Bobby cupped her petite breasts and slid his thumbs over her rigid nipples, causing her to utter soft gasps of joy. Faster and faster she moved, her hips rocking, raising, and lowering. Each thrust, each movement brought the young man to new heights of rapture. Then he felt her enveloping organ rippling and knew she was going to come, in fact was coming!

"Ohhhhh!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Aggainnnn!!!! Ohhhh!!! Again!!!!" she cried, "Ohhhh!!!! Again!! Yesss!!! Yessss!!! Ohhhh!!!! Yessss!!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!"

She rode Bobby wildly while he clung to her breasts. His body arched when his orgasm boiled up inside him. He couldn't help himself. He erupted. "Unnnnhhhhh!!!! Take it!!! Take itttt!!!" he groaned as his hot juices gushed into the woman's quivering channel.

Afterward, she lay on top of him for a while, then she rolled onto the pile of soft skins and stretched languidly. "Ohhh!!! God!" she murmured. "That was unreal! I've never felt that fantastic before!"

"I'm glad to hear that," Bobby said. He loved the way her body moved when she stretched.

"I loved it!" the woman exclaimed. She rolled on her side and pressed her body against his. "My God! I don't believe what I'm feeling! Are you hard again?"

"Ah...I...I guess I am," Bobby replied. It was true, he was again ready to make love! This situation was so exotic he couldn't help himself. He'd seen her naked, had touched every inch of her body, had been inside her, and yet he still didn't know her name!

"I am, too!" she exclaimed. "I don't believe it, but I'm turned on, too!"

She climbed back on top of Bobby and quivered as the young man's hands slid lightly up and down her back and over her buttocks. Her hips began to rock, causing her vagina to caress his rampant cock. It might not be making love, but Bobby thought it felt damn good!

"Don't make me wait!" the woman murmured urgently. "I want you again! I...I need you again! Take mee!!"

"I won't make you wait," Bobby said. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled him against her, then he rolled them over and wound up on top of her. Then he raised his hips and felt the blood-engorged tip of his rod slide between her silken, slick vaginal lips. He pressed his hips downward and exquisite warmth engulfed him as his cock again speared into her. Once he was in her as far as he could get, he straightened his arms, lifting his body off hers while keeping his hips pressed against hers. He began rotating his hips gently.

"Ohhhh!!! Yesssss!!!" the woman murmured, her hips moving in time with his. "Do it to me again!!! I...I can't get enough of you!"

Bobby began thrusting into her more energetically, making her body shake. He couldn't believe how good this was! Sensations shot through him, superb feelings, which grew and spread.

"God! You make me feel so good!" she sighed, locking her legs behind his, her hips moving wildly. When she stiffened, Bobby knew it was going to happen again!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, yesssss!!!!" his partner cried. Her legs clamped him and her hips thrust against him urgently, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm commminnnngggg!!! Yesssss!!! Yessss!!! I'm commminnnnggggg!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!"

"Me, tooo!!!!" Bobby groaned. His hot fluids again spewed into her.

Spent, they lay in each other's arms. Bobby kissed her softly.

"I...I have to go," Bobby told the woman. "I don't want to, but..."

The woman smiled at him. "I'm sorry you have to go," she said, "but I'm sure glad you came." She giggled. "I guess you can take that in more ways than one, can't you?"

"Yeah, I guess you can," Bobby replied, chuckling. "You know, maybe I'll stop by again sometime and learn more about working with furs."

The woman kissed him. "I'd like that," she said. "I'd like that a lot!"

Bobby was three blocks away from the store when he realized he still had no idea what the name of woman he'd just made love with was. Not only that, he hadn't asked her if she wanted to place an ad in the yearbook, either. "Oh, well," he thought, "I guess that gives me a good excuse to go back, doesn't it? And I can find out what her name is next time I see her, too."



Graduation and... Ch. 06



Lois and Rod Tillman were attending the traditional year-end get-together that was given for the Jamestown High School faculty and staff by Maxwell Cartwright, the chairman of the school board, at his sumptuous home. The Cartwrights, an extremely wealthy couple, had a magnificent home, a mansion, really. Lois had attended the party there for several years, but she was still dazzled by the home's opulence. Lois was disappointed that Doreen Ingalls, the assistant principal, wouldn't be there, but the woman she was having an affair with was away at a school administrator's conference.

Dinner was, as always, excellent. After the meal a band played and a few people danced. Lois's husband disappeared almost immediately after the meal. She wondered where he had gotten to, then she saw him across the room, standing close to Carol Dickinson, the wife of Mel Dickinson, the economics teacher. Her husband and the slim, attractive woman were having what appeared to be a very intimate conversation.

"Lois!" a feminine voice said.

Lois turned to see who had called her name. Marion Cartwright, the hostess, was approaching her. "Lois, darling, how are you?" Mrs. Cartwright gushed. "My goodness, it's been so long since I've had a chance to chat with you! Come on, we simply must talk! I need to tell you how wonderful the production your theater group put on was." The older woman was a bit of a patron of the school's theatrical club, which Lois was advisor for. She took Lois's arm and led her off.

"I thought you said you were going to call me," Carol told Lois's husband, her voice sharp. She was a few years younger than him, dark-skinned, and had a slim, girlish body. Her straight black hair hung almost to her buttocks. She had wide brown eyes set in an exotic, beautiful face. The clinging white dress she wore left no doubt as to the quality of her lithe figure.

"Come, on, baby, you know I planned to," Rod said. "It's just that with football and basketball and all, I've been busy. I really do want to get together with you again."

"When?" Carol whispered. "I need you so bad I can taste it!" She moved closer to him, her body brushing his, teasing him.

Rod looked around and smiled. "Have you ever seen the rest of the house?" he asked.

Carol looked at him, puzzled.

"You know," Rod continued, "they have fourteen bedrooms upstairs."

"Fourteen bedrooms, huh?" Carol said. She realized what Rod was suggesting and was thrilled. Making it in the Cartwright house while the party was going on would be a real kick. "I take it you want to show me around the house."

"Some parts of it, anyhow," Rod said. He took the slender woman's arm and led her toward the stairway.

They walked up the ornate staircase and down the shadowy upstairs hallway. Rod checked a door and found it unlocked. He opened it, grabbed Carol's arm, and pulled her through it. Inside one of the mansion's fourteen bedrooms, they came into each other's arms, their lips joined, and their tongues probed deeply into their open mouths, fanning their smoldering passion into a conflagration of need.

Rod pulled back, panting, after the kiss ended. "Won't Mel wonder where you are?" he asked while his hands caressed Carol's body through the silky material of her dress. He grabbed her ass and pulled her against him.

Carol shook her head. "As long as there's plenty to drink, Mel wouldn't notice the end of the world," she replied, grinding her hips against him. "What about your wife? Won't Lois miss you?"

"Hell no. She's busy with Mrs. Cartwright," Rod said. He began kissing Carol's neck and shoulders and felt her shudder. He moved toward the bed sitting in the center of the room, pulling her with him. When they reached the bed, he slid his hands up her arms and undid the string-like strap around her neck that held up the top of her dress. He peeled the loosened top down, baring her pointy, petite breasts.

Once her chest was bared, he kissed his way down over her chest and began suckling her nipples until they were as hard as steel. He loved Carol's breasts. Even though they were small, they were incredibly sensitive, and when she was turned on even the areolas swelled. Voraciously, he continued attacking the olive cones of flesh and their swollen tips.

"Uhhhhhhhh!!!!" Carol gasped. "Oh, Baby! I needed this so bad!!"

Rod worked Carol's dress down over her slim hips and was delighted to discover she wore absolutely nothing under it. "Goddamn!" he exclaimed. "You aren't wearing underwear!"

"I was hoping something like this would happen and I thought you'd like it better if there wasn't anything to get in your way," Carol replied, smiling hotly at him.

Her hands went to his tie and started to undo it while his hands began moving over her smooth, tawny flesh. It wasn't long before Rod, too, was naked with his erect cock standing out in front of him like a spear. Carol grasped it in her warm hand and began stroking it.

"Yeahhh, baby!!!" Rod groaned.

"You need me as bad as I need you, don't you?" Carol said.

Rod nodded dumbly. The passion flooding his body made it hard for him to speak. Carol put her hand against the man's chest, shoved him gently, and he fell back onto the bed. She climbed on the bed beside him, leaned over him, and let her long silken hair cascade over him, teasing him with a super-soft caress. She moved her head back and forth, trailing the silken strands over his body.

"Wow!!!" Rod went wild. It always drove him wild when Carol did that to him with her hair! The lissome woman continued to drag her hair back and forth over his erect, throbbing pole and he moaned, unable to stop writhing.

"I know you like this, sweetie," Carol murmured, then her lips enveloped his swollen prong. She moved her head up and down, up and down leaving the panting man's cock slick with her saliva.

"Oh, Jesus, Carol, I'm gonna come!!!" Rod moaned. "Oh, Jesus, that feels to fucking good!!! I'm gonna come!!!!" The woman's slim hand gripped his balls while her head moved up and down faster and faster.

"Unnnnnnnhhhhhh!!!! Unnnnnnnnnhhhhhhh!!!" Rod moaned when his juices gushed out of his pulsing cock into Carol's mouth. She sucked him until he had nothing more to give, then she stretched out next to him on the bed.

"Come here!" Rod said and pulled Carol into his arms. Her warm body slid against his while she returned the kiss. Her legs clamped around him and she rocked her hips.

Rod felt his companion's wet gash sliding against his leg, rolled on top of her and began kissing her body. He worked the extended tips of her breasts over with his lips, then he kissed his way down across her chest, over her flat, trembling belly. She shaved her pubic hair, which was another thing that delighted him and drove him wild. He licked the smooth surface where her pubic hair should have been, then he slid his head between her legs.

"Eyahhhhhhhh!!!!" Carol cried when Rod began licking and sucking her swampy opening. "Yesssss!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, shit!!! Eat meeeeeee!!! Eat meeeee!!! Gawwwwwwddddd!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnngggggg!!! Oh, baby, I'm, I'm, I'm, oh,shit, I'm commmmmminnnnnngggggggg!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggggg!!!" Her legs held Rod's head clamped in a vise of warm silken flesh as her hips rose and fell wildly. He kept licking her while spasm after spasm of pleasure racked her nubile body.

Downstairs, Lois finally managed to escape from Mrs. Cartwright. She was tired of the party and wanted to find her husband and go home, not that being home with him would be any less enjoyable. She looked all over, but couldn't find him anywhere.

"Have you seen Rod?" she asked Ben Jackson, one of the guidance counselors.

The man nodded. "I think I saw him going upstairs a little while ago," the man replied.

Thinking he meant Rod had gone to the bathroom, Lois thanked him and went up the stairs. She reached the top and started down the hall toward the bathroom. As she passed one of the bedrooms, she was startled to hear moans coming from behind the closed door. She quietly opened the door and what she saw shocked, and in a perverse way aroused, her.

Carol Dickinson, her lithe, tawny body bare, was kneeling on the bed, sucking a man's cock! Lois watched, her heart pounding, while the slim woman slid atop the man she'd been sucking and impaled herself on his throbbing cock.

Rod and Carol had no idea they were being observed. Carol had used her talented mouth to make her partner's cock steel-hard again. Having accomplished that, she mounted him, sending sensations of bliss through both of them.

"Yeah!" Rod moaned, "Fuck me, baby!! Jesus, Carol, you're incredible!!!"

Carol, wild with need, went crazy on top of him. Her hips seemed to be moving in six directions at once. Rod was, at first, worried she would tear his cock from his body, so frantic were her movements. He grabbed her breasts.

"I'm commmmminnnnnnnggggggggg!!!! Oh, baby, I'm commmminnnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!" Carol announced as another orgasm wracked her slim frame. "Fuck meeeeeee, Rod!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!"

"Unnnnnnnhhhhhhh!!!! Unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!!!!" Rod groaned and another load of his cream spewed forth, bathing her insides with lava-like heat.

When Lois heard Carol's impassioned cry she knew who the slim woman's partner was. "It's...it's Rod!" she realized. "He...my husband...he's fucking Carol Dickinson!"

"Carol's something, isn't she?" a male voice behind Lois said.

Lois felt a bulky male body pressing against hers. She turned. It was Ben Jackson. "Carol's quite a piece of ass, isn't she?" the guidance counselor murmured. His hands cupped Lois's breasts through the soft material of her blouse. Her body was already trembling with passion, a result of what she'd seen. Ben's hands caressing her breasts made her legs go weak.

Ben had wanted Lois for years. He saw Rod and Carol go upstairs and figured out what they planned to do. When Lois asked him where her husband was, he sent her upstairs, then he followed her. He hoped that she'd find out what her husband was doing and that would allow him to catch her confused and off-balance, a condition that might allow him to get what he'd wanted from her for so long.

"Come on," Ben said. He dragged Lois across the hall into another vacant bedroom.

Wrapped in Ben's embrace, his insistent caresses sending thrill after thrill into her, Lois found herself unable to resist. Ben wasn't giving her time to think or act. He kicked the door closed, half-dragged, half-carried her to the bed, and pushed her down on it.

"Ben!! Noooooo!!!" she moaned weakly. "We...we shouldn't be doing this!"

"Sure we should," Ben said. "Why not? Rod and Carol are fucking, aren't they? Why shouldn't we? You want it as bad as I do. I can tell! Your nipples are as hard as rocks!" He yanked up her skirt, then tugged down her panties and pantyhose.

Lois knew she shouldn't be letting the guidance counselor to do this to her, but despite her misgivings, she felt her hips rising to make it easier for him to strip her panties and pantyhose off. She lay there, eyes closed, fists clenched, and heard a zipper, then she felt the bed sink under Ben's weight and his hairy legs brushed against the inside of hers.

"Nooooo!!!" she moaned when the wet tip of her colleague's cock brushed her damp vagina. Then it parted her silken lips and began sliding into her. "Please, Ben!!! Please!!!" she murmured. "Not...not like this!!!"

Ben barely heard her protests, and if he had heard them, it would have made no difference. He was too turned on. He couldn't stop. Once his cock was all the way in Lois, he began thrusting forcefully.

Lois lay there, feeling the man's Ben's onslaught. For once, she didn't respond, which was some small relief. All she could do was wait until he got it over with and get out of here. After this, she'd go home whether Rod wanted to or not.

"Yeah, baby, take it, take it all!!!" Ben cried, his hips hammering against hers.

Lois felt her unwelcome partner's cream gushing into her and bathe her insides. "Thank God that's over with," she thought.

When he was finished, the guidance counselor pulled his cock from her, got off the bed, and straightened his clothes. "Damn, Lois, that was outstanding!" he said. "We have to get together again." He straightened his clothes and zipped his pants.

Lois didn't reply. The minute Ben left the room, she struggled to her feet and, on wobbly legs, walked to the bathroom. When she was cleaned up, she put her panties and pantyhose back on, then went downstairs.

While Ben was fucking Lois, Rod and Carol finished their tryst and returned to the party. When Lois came down, she found Rod waiting.

"Are you OK?" he asked. "You look a little pale."

"I'm fine," Lois said softly. "Can...can we go home?"

"Sure," Rod said. "I'm tired of this party, anyhow."

He got her coat, they said their "Good-bye's" and left. In the car on the way home, Lois sat silently, but Rod didn't notice. He was still recalling his experience with Carol and felt himself getting hard again, just from the memory. "Carol is really something!" he thought. "When we get home I'll tell Lois I have to do some work at school. Then I'll call Carol and see if we can get together again tonight."

"Ah...I have to go back to school for a while," Rod said. "I need to finish some year-end reports."

"Whatever," Lois said. She didn't mind. She really didn't want to spend any more time than she had to with her husband. The fact that she'd seen him fucking Carol helped confirm her belief that it was pointless for their marriage to continue.

Rod expected his wife to protest and was surprised when she didn't. "I'll probably be late," he said. "Damn reports need to be done by morning. You sure you don't mind?"

"I'll be fine," Lois replied. She didn't care if he stayed at school all night, or if he were out fucking with every other woman in the world. Just so he wasn't around her any more.

"See you later," Rod said. He turned and he and went out the door.

Lois decided to make herself a cup of hot chocolate before she went to bed. She was at the stove when someone knocked at the back door. Puzzled who might be knocking at her door this late, she opened it and was surprised when Bobby Draper walked into her kitchen, smiling. The young man gazed at his teacher who was wearing a snug low-cut brown cardigan sweater and long, loose brown skirt with a floral print on it. 

"Bobby!" she exclaimed, "What are you doing? What if Mr. Tillman had been home?"

"I saw him pulling out of the driveway when I was coming down the street, so I knew he wasn't home," the young man replied. He started walking toward her, a smile on his face and fire in his eyes. When he saw Mr. Tillman leaving and made a snap decision to stop in and see his lovely teacher. He took Lois in his arms and covered her lips with his.

"Oh, God!" Lois thought as warm, wonderful sensations began to overpower her. She loved having the young man's arms around her, feeling his warm, strong, young body pressing against hers.

When the kiss ended, Bobby stepped back. He opened the buttons down the front of her sweater and removed that, then he peeled down her skirt. Lois, gasping, stood before him wearing only her bra, panties, and pantyhose. Her sweater and skirt were a puddle of cloth on the floor at her feet. He shed his clothes, then, and pulled her into his arms.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Lois moaned when the young man's bare flesh met hers. She couldn't resist him! He cupped her full bottom, lifted her off her feet, sat her on the table, and stripped off her undergarments. "Bobby, what are you doing?" she murmured. Then she knew. "Oh, God!!! Bobby!!!" she groaned when his erection thrust into her. He was making love to her! On her kitchen table! "Ohhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!! Yessssss!!!!" she moaned. "Take me!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Ahhhhhhh!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!!" She clutched at the young man, pulling him against her, deep into her.

"I'm commmmmmmiinnnnnnnnggggg!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!!" Lois cried. "I'm commmminnnggggggggg!!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnngggggg!!!! Yessssssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!!" A shattering, mind-blowing orgasm, something she desperately needed, swept through her.

"Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Me, tooooooo!!!!" Bobby wailed, discharging abundant quantities of his hot cream into his teacher's quivering body.

When they finished, Bobby kissed Lois. "I...I'm sorry," he said, "I...I couldn't wait until we got to your bedroom. You...you looked so pretty and I..."

Lois silenced him with a soft kiss. "You have nothing to apologize for, Bobby," she told him. "It was wonderful!" She kissed him again and smiled at him. "With you, making love is always wonderful!"

"Let's go to bed," Bobby said. He helped her off the table and took her hand.

"Yes," Lois said, "I think that's a marvelous idea." She followed her young lover down the hall toward her bedroom. They'd have to be careful to make sure Bobby was out of the house before Rod got back, but she was sure that wouldn't be for quite a while. In the meantime... 



Graduation and... Ch. 07



Bobby found a note from his mother tacked to his bedroom door when he got up Saturday morning. "Mrs. Everett called and said she needs help with something," the note said. "She asked if you could stop over this morning."

Bobby grew more than a little excited as he perused the note. It had been a quite a while since he'd had the opportunity to spend time with Nicole Everett, the first of his adult lovers and, in a lot of ways his favorite.

He took a shower, a cool one. After that, he threw on a sweatshirt, jeans, and no underwear. No point in putting on any more clothing than he had to since he knew he'd be taking it off, anyhow.

Bobby walked across the street and up the sidewalk to the Everett house and knocked on the door. When it opened, Bobby's eyes widened. The woman who answered the door wasn't Nicole Everett. Instead, a woman named Rita Meckler stood there, smiling at him. She stepped back so he could enter the house. "What is Mrs. Meckler doing here?" the young man wondered. "Where is Nicole?

"How are you, Bobby?" Mrs. Meckler asked.

"Ah...I...I'm, ah, fine," Bobby replied.

Bobby looked at Mrs. Meckler. Like Mrs. Everett, she was his mother's age, but it looked as if she'd taken very good care of herself. She wore a mid-calf length cream-colored skirt with buttons up the front. Most of the buttons were open and a finely-formed leg encased in dusky pantyhose showed where the skirt gapped. Over the skirt, she wore a lace camisole that looked transparent, but wasn't, which clung to her sumptuous upper body. A cream-colored jacket that had three-quarter length sleeves and only one button completed the woman's outfit. Mrs. Meckler's long, straight black hair hung over her right shoulder, falling onto her ample breasts. Bobby found her quite alluring.

But he was still confused, Why was Mrs. Meckler in the Everett house?

"I hope you don't mind, Bobby," Mrs. Meckler said, stepping toward him. "Nicole and I got a little tipsy together one night and she confided in me about..." she shrugged, "...what you and she have been doing." She moved closer, then she was pressing against him. Her arms snaked around him, trapping him in a passionate embrace. "She went to visit her parents, her mother's very sick you know. And she always leaves a key to their house with me when she goes away," Mrs. Meckler continued, working her hips against the rapidly growing bulge in Bobby's groin. "So I can check on the house from time to time. I've been feeling a little at loose ends lately and, since Nicole isn't around, I figured..."

Bobby knew exactly what Mrs. Meckler wanted and he decided there was no harm in giving it to her. He pulled her face to his and their lips joined. His tongue slithered out and caressed her lips. Her lips parted and her tongue sought contact with his, then their tongues lashed urgently. He cupped her ass forcing her tighter against the growing hardness in his groin. If she was offering, he was taking her up on her offer.

Gasping, they leaned back in each other's arms. Rita's lips were red and wet and her eyes were ablaze. Bobby pushed her jacket down. She let her arms drop and it fell to the carpeted floor of the foyer. Once the jacket was off, the young man opened the few remaining fastened buttons of the beautiful woman's skirt, exposing her middle, which was covered by one of the tiniest undergarments he'd ever seen, a lacy strip over her hips holding an ultra-sheer, lacy Vee of material over her lush, black bush.

Next, Bobby peeled Mrs. Meckler's lacy top off. Her bra was equally sheer and lacy, straining to confine the luscious breasts it held.

While the young man was removing her clothes, Rita wasn't standing still. While he man her, she undressed him. And as they struggled to remove each other's clothing, they moved toward the bedrooms, leaving a trail of clothes behind them as they went.

When they arrived in a bedroom, Bobby unhooked Mrs. Meckler's bra and her magnificent breasts burst free, hardly sagging at all. Her nipples were already hard. He peeled down her panties and she laid down on the bed. He joined her and their sweltering bodies pressed together. The contact of her hot flesh on his sent a rush of delightful sensations through him.

The young man, who was powerfully aroused, wasted no time. His rigid shaft was trapped between his belly and Mrs. Meckler's and, as she moved against him, exquisite thrills coursed through him. He rolled atop her and she reached between them, gripped his tumescence in her soft, warm hand and positioned it at the entrance to her body. Bobby's hips surged, thrusting his cock into her, evoking a fervent groan from the equally aroused woman.

"Ohhhhhh! I needed this so desperately, Bobby! How did you know?" Rita groaned, her eyes wide and filled with desire.

Bobby responded with a powerful movement of his hips, experiencing the tight clutch of her snug channel around his penetrating member. It was magnificent! He was so turned on he couldn't hold back long, but from the way Mrs. Meckler's body was quivering, he suspected she was as close to coming as he was.

Rita's legs hooked behind the young man and she forced her body against him. Her arms snaked around his neck and she pulled his face down to hers. Their lips joined and their tongues dueled. Wracking spasms, almost convulsions, roared through the woman.

Bobby quaked as a stupendous tremor of ecstasy accompanied a powerful rush of fluids from deep inside him into his partner's quaking body.

When she came, Rita groaned into his mouth, laboring against him, shaking mightily.

Sated, Bobby stayed atop Mrs. Meckler, looking down into her smiling face. He kissed her softly. His cock, still deep in her, remained as hard as it had been when they began.

"Damn!" Rita exclaimed. Her chest was heaving, her face was flushed, and she could still feel his erection in her. "After what Nicole told me, I knew it would be good with you, Bobby! And it was! You're even better than I thought you'd be!"

"What next?" Bobby asked. He hadn't calmed down, not one bit!

"Fuck me again, stud! I want you to fuck me until I can't come any more!" Rita exclaimed. She pulled him down and plastered her mouth against his.

Bobby rolled off her, finally and they snuggled, enjoying the caress of warm flesh against warm flesh as their bodies recouped.

After a while Bobby began caressing the gorgeous woman softly and she responded, her skin rippling as his hand glided over it.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Rita moaned, "God, Bobby, that feels so marvelous!"

"That's the general idea, isn't it?" Bobby replied. His cock, still hard, was pressed against Mrs. Meckler's belly.

After a few minutes she pushed him onto his back and rolled on top of him. "You want more, don't you, Bobby?" she asked. Her hips moved, caressing his shaft with her wet opening, sending rapture racing through her.

"You have to ask?" he gasped.

"No, I guess I don't, do I?" Rita said, continuing to move her hips.

Having Mrs. Meckler's wet opening caressing the shaft of his cock was a big sourse of excitment for the young man. He shoved his hips upward, seeking more of the wonderful caresses.

"Oh, Jesus, Bobby, I can't wait! I gotta have you again!" Rita gasped. She slid her hand between them, clutched him, and soon had him deep inside her again. When the young man's swollen shaft slid back into her, caressing her channel delightfully as it moved deep, she began rocking her hips. "Oh, God!!!" she cooed, "I love this, Bobby!!! I love it!!!" More and more frantically her hips moved, whipping the young man's cock around inside her, stimulating her as much as it seemed to be stimulating him, if the flush spreading over his body were any indication. Her moans increased in intensity and pitch, and her body began trembling uncontrollably. "Yessss!!! Yessss!!! Yessssss!!! Yesssssss!!!" she wailed. "Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! Oh,yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!"

Bobby watched while Mrs. Meckler's full hips moved violently and her sumptuous body shivered and strained as she came. Then he groaned when he blasted hot jets of sticky cream into her, filling her to overflowing while, once more they shared the ultimate joy of orgasm.

When she finished coming the second time, Rita could feel their blended fluids trickling out of her over-full cavity. "Godddddd!!!" she murmured happily. "Oh, Bobby, that was fantastic!!!"

"It sure was!" the young man agreed.

Rita pushed herself up and smiled down at him. "I'm a mess," she said, making a face, "I need a bath." Gracefully, she got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

Bobby lay in bed and watched her as she walked out of the room. She had an incredible body! He wondered if her husband, Horace, had any idea what his wife was really like. Bobby knew Mr. Meckler, the accountant who did his folks' taxes. He was a mousy little guy. The young man often wondered how he'd gotten hooked up with such a sensuous woman. The Meckler relationship never did make much sense to him.

When Bobby heard the shower start, he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. His penis started to harden again as he walked down the hallway. He knew how much fun taking a shower with a beautiful, sexy woman could be, and he was darn sure going to make the most of the time he had with Mrs. Meckler. If she wanted him to fuck her until she couldn't come any more, he sure as hell was going to try and do just that!

Steam from the shower filled the bathroom, but through the clear shower curtain surrounding the old claw tub, the young man could observe Mrs. Meckler's creamy body as she bathed herself. His cock lurched and his breath caught.

Rita turned to face the door and her eyes filled with fire when she saw the young man standing there. Smiling, she hefted one of her breasts and rubbed the nipple with the sudsy washcloth. "I wondered if you'd join me, Bobby," she said softly, her voice filled with hunger. "I was really hoping you would."

Bobby was surprised. Mrs. Meckler was one of the horniest women he'd ever encountered. If she was like this at home, it was a wonder her husband could walk.

"I did think you might need some help," he said as he stepped into the shower with her. He took the later-filled washcloth from her and began running it over her sumptuous body, starting with her breasts.

Rita closed her eyes and murmured softly as the washcloth rubbed her nipple. "Yeeeeah!!!" she murmured, "I...I thought you might be able to do that better than I could."

Bobby kept running the cloth over the woman's body and she continued gurgling with delight.

"God, Bobby, you sure do know how to wash a lady!" Rita moaned, "That feels so nice!"

Bobby lathered her breasts until her nipples were poking out of a covering of foamy suds. Though washing her breasts was delightful, there was much more the young man wanted to do. Guided by his hand, the washcloth slithered over her rounded belly and slid between her trembling legs.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Rita cooed, "Ohhhhhhh!!! Godddddddd!!!"

Bobby thoroughly lathered Mrs. Meckler's vagina and, before long she was trembling and clinging to his arm for support. Her breathing had turned harsh and her delectable chest heaved as she sucked in air. She was an incredible sight, a vision of lust-filled beauty.

"I-I-I-I'm going to come!" Rita panted, "Oh, Goddd, Bobby!!! I'm going to comeeee!!!!!" Her hips drove against his hand, twisting, turning. 

"Isn't that why we're doing this?" Bobby asked. He continued the caresses that were driving her wild. "Didn't you say you wanted to come until you couldn't come any more?"

Suddenly Rita began to quiver violently, then her body stiffened and her mouth fell open. Then loud moans began gushing from her. "Yeeeeeeahhhhhh!!! Yeaaahhhhhh!!!" she wailed and her body went into sharp spasms. "Yeaaahhhhhhhh!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Bobby didn't stop until Mrs. Meckler was sagging against him, clinging to his arm desperately, barely able to stand. He put his arms around her and held her until she was able to stand on her own, then he re-soaped the washcloth and resumed bathing her. She continued moaning.

"Jeesus!" Rita whispered. "I had no idea being with you would be like this! You really are going to keep after me until I can't come any more, aren't you?"

Bobby smiled at her and nodded. "Of course," he said. I always try to give ladies what they ask for."

Rita grabbed his cock, which had grown hard as he stirred her through orgasm with the washcloth. "Fuck me!" she said, her voice filled with hunger. She tugged on his tumescence. "I want you to fuck me some more!"

"Turn around and bend over," he said.

A puzzled look on her face, Rita did as the young man requested.

When his lovely companion presented her sumptuous, glistening wet ass to him, Bobby slid his hand between her divinely-shaped buttocks and explored the entrance to her lather-covered cavern.

"Ohhhh!!!" Rita groaned, "Oh, God, Bobby!!! That feels so wild!!!"

Then, while the hot water continued to pelt down on them, Bobby grabbed his cock, centered the swollen head on her opening, and shoved it into her. 

"Incredible!!!! Ohhhhh!!! Incredible!!!" Rita moaned, "Ohhhhh!!! I never did it like this before!! Don't stop!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Please don't stop!!! Give it to meeeee!!! Hard!!! Give it to me hard!!!"

If that's how she wanted, that's how she'd get it! Bobby grabbed hold of her hips and pounded into her. He heard and felt their legs slapping as he thudded into her. Her body shook and she grunted as he pounded against her. He felt an orgasm building in his loins and knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded in a burst of pleasure.

"Oh, Jesus, Bobby, I'm going to come!!!!" Rita crooned. Her moans reached a crescendo and an intense orgasm exploded in her. "Yeeeeeesssssss!!! Yesssssssssss!!!" she cried. "Yesssssssssss!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Powerful spasms deep in his loins sent Bobby's torrid cream gushing into her. He hung on to her bottom and his legs went weak as he came.

They finally got out of the tub. Bobby dried off first and was lying in the bed when Rita returned from the bathroom. He couldn't believe the hunger he saw in her eyes as she walked across the room toward him. She was insatiable! He was beginning to think he might be the one who got fucked until he couldn't come any more!

When she reached the bed, Rita dropped to her knees next to the young man and took hold of his cock. She stroked it softly until it started to get hard then she took it into her mouth and began an unbelievably wonderful sucking. Her tongue lashed the sides of the swelling organ as it slid between her lips.

Bobby was stunned. Mrs. Meckler was an expert cock-sucker! The sensations she was evoking in him with her lips and tongue were overwhelming! It wasn't long before he spasms so sweet they were almost agony tore through him and he exploded into her warm mouth, groaning frantically.

Even after Bobby came, Rita continued sucking him, her hands sliding up and down his legs, adding to the thrills she was bestowing on him. She kept it up until he was limp, then she let his soft organ slip out of he mouth, sat back, and looked at him, smiling, traces of his sticky white goo on her chin and chest.

"You liked that, didn't you, Bobby?" she asked, grinning up at him from.

"You better believe it!" Bobby said. He reached for her and she stood up, then she slid on top of him and kissed him. He could taste the remnants of himself on her lips.

Bobby cuddled his lover until his strength returned, then his hands began exploring her smooth, warm body. She squirmed as she lay atop him, caressing his body with hers. Finally, he rolled over and Mrs. Meckler rolled onto her back on the bed next to him. Moving over her, the young man seized a rigid nipple with his lips and sucked it hard. Her back arched and she grabbed his ears, using them as handles to pull his face tighter against her swollen chest.

His hands delved into the cleft between her legs. Her pubic hair was soaked with the juices of their loving. Her hips strained upward, craving his caresses. Bobby parted the silken lips of her labia with two fingers, then shoved them inside her. Mrs. Meckler moaned with delight and began fucking his fingers. He kept his lips busy, moving them from one hardened nipple to the other.

After a while, he allowed his lips to abandon her nipples and began to kiss downward. When he reached her belly he licked and teased her navel. Bobby was surprised that his exploration of Mrs. Meckler's belly button evoked wails of rapture. All the while her hips continued thrusting against the fingers invading her body.

"Yessss!!! Oh, God, Yesssss!!!" Rita whined, her hips twisting. Her body began wracking with orgasm.

His lips journeyed through her pubic hair and he discovered her engorged clit, sucked it into his mouth, and began lashing it with his tongue.

"Yesssssssss!!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!" Rita cried. Her shrieks of delight rose to a peak while her hips gyrated in wild circles and moved up and down. "Goddddamnnnnnn!!! Godddammmnnn!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she cried as ecstasy once more boomed through her.

Bobby, his face was smeared with come, slid up next to Mrs. Meckler and held her against him.

"Do you ever stop?" she gasped, staring at him wide-eyed. "Are you always like this?"

Bobby grinned at her. "Not always," he told her. "Must be you bring out the beast in me!"

"I guess!" Rita exclaimed. Then he began sucking her nipples again and she moaned passionately. "Oh, shit! Jeeezus! I don't care! Fuck me silly!"

Bobby planned to do just that. He kissed and caressed her magnificent body until, once more, she was groaning with need and trembling.

"On your knees," he told her. "Let's do it doggy-style this time!"

Rita knelt on the bed, offering him her sumptuous bottom. He got behind her and moved close. His rigid, waving cock smacked her ass.

"Take meeeeee, Bobby!! Please!!! Oh, God, Bobby, put it in meeeee!!!" she cried.

Bobby rubbed his cock through her swampy wetness and heard her gasp, then she began groaning and pushing her bottom back at him.

"Shove it in!!! I want it in me!!!" Rita wailed. "Please, Bobby, I gotta have it!"

The young man centered the tip of his swollen shaft on her opening, then he lunged forward, driving his wand into her superb body again.

"Yesssss, Bobby!!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, Yesssss!!!" Rita babbled. "That feels so goddamn good!!!! You are one fantastic fucking machine!!!!"

Bobby's thighs smacked against Mrs. Meckler's as he walloped into her. Her breasts jumped and jiggled as their bodies slammed together.

"Oh, Jesus, Bobby!!!! Goddamn!!! Can you ever fuck! Jeezus!!! Oh, Jeezus!!" Rita grunted. "You're doing it to me again!!!"

Bobby clasped her jiggling breasts, felt her turgid nipples spearing into his palms, and squeezed them.

Rita began to convulse, her grunts turned to wails, and she rocketed into rapture once again. "Yesssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!! Oh, yesssssssssssssssss!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!"she screamed, coming powerfully.

Bobby's juices coursed out of him with an incredibly sweet rush, hosing the deepest parts of his partner's body. Her moans got even more frantic.

After they finished they were lying in each other's arms, totally sated. "You did it, Bobby. I really do think I'm fucked out," Rita said softly. 

"Me, too," Bobby replied.

Rita snuggled against him and turned so her back was to him. Her shiny black hair was tousled and tangled. Her buttocks moved against him. Bobby was surprise to find that when Mrs. Meckler pressed against him, it caused a reaction in his groin. His penis swelled against her lush, lovely buttocks and pressed into the cleft between them. He reached over her, cupped a breast, and caressed it softly. He began kissing her neck and shoulders as he teased her nipple to life.




Graduation and... Ch. 07



"Oh, God!! I...I thought you said you were fucked out!" Rita exclaimed.

"I thought I was," Bobby responded, "But my body seems to have other ideas." Her nipple was hard as a rock and she was moaning softly.

Rita groaned and the movement of her hips grew more insistent. Before long, she was wailing with delight and her ass was rubbing his cock, which had grown hard as steel from the movement of her body against it.

Bobby pulled Mrs. Meckler's leg back over his, exposing her vagina, then he slid his hand over her belly, onto her clit. Juices of excitement had begun oozing from her again. He grasped his cock, which jutted between her legs, and rubbed it against her slit. Rita groaned and entreated him to put it in her. He did and once more felt thrills as he invaded her tight, wet, opening.

"Oh, Jesus!! Every time we do it I think it feels better!" Rita murmured as elation raced through her. Bobby kept mauling her breasts as his cock surged into her. Her passion quickly built to the bursting point once more, driven by the young man's lunging cock.

Without warning, Rita erupted into yet another orgasm. "Godddddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!" she cried, "Nowwwwwwwwww!!! Oh, yes, nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!"

Bobby's insides unleashed once more and he joined her, hosing his hot juices into her again.

Rita went limp after they finished, and Bobby's cock, softening at last, slid out of her.

"I...I guess we ought to go," she said softly. "I hate to, but I really have to. I...I have to get home and make supper for Horace."

Bobby kissed her neck. "Are we going to do this again?" he asked.

Rita turned in his arms and kissed him. "Damn right we are!" she said. "This was fantastic! I'm not going to stop now that I know what a stud you are! No way!"

Finally, they couldn't put it off any more. They got up, cleaned up, then got dressed. They walked toward the door. Before they left they stopped and kissed.

"When can we get together again?" Rita asked.

"Any time. Call me," Bobby said. He mused that instead of getting simpler, his life kept getting more and more complicated. Oh, well.



Graduation and... Ch. 08



Bobby gazed lovingly at his date for the prom. Paula Wilton looked stunning in a black satin dress that clung to her wonderful curves but had a lot of gathers and a deep cut in the back. Her waist length blonde hair was pulled back into a simple pony tail and she was wearing understated makeup. She was so lovely that looking at her made it hard for the young man to breathe.

He had the problem the whole time her parents, who'd met Bobby and seemed to like him, were taking pictures of them. Bobby had rented a tux for the evening and thought he looked pretty good, although the formal outfit was a little uncomfortable. Finally the picture-taking was over. Paula gave him a puzzled look.

"What's the matter?" she asked. "You look kinda funny."

"You're so gorgeous!" he whispered.

Paula flushed, smiled, and said, "Bobby!"

"Come on," he said. "Let's go." He held the door and she walked by him. Bobby followed her out to the car and held the car door for her as she slid in.

Paula smiled up at him and said, "You're being such a gentleman tonight."

"Hard not to be with such a lovely companion," he said. His comment placed a faint flush on his date's lovely features. He walked around and got in the car, started the engine, and off they went.

The band was already playing when they arrived at the big hotel where the prom was being held. Bobby was excited. Paula looked so wonderful and the prospect of holding her in his arms had him more than a little stirred up. She slipped her arm in his as they walked into the hotel. That made Bobby a little giddy. He'd never imagined he'd wind up going to the prom with someone as pretty as Paula. He was aware of the jealous looks of several of the other guys in his class were giving him as he and his date walked into the ballroom.

They found seats at a table in a far corner, with some people Paula knew. The band started playing a slow tune. Bobby was glad about that. He didn't fast dance very well. "Want to dance?" he asked Paula.

Paula smiled at him and nodded. "I'd love to," she said. 

They walked onto the dance floor and Paula came into his arms, her body molding itself against him. Delightful feelings swept through Bobby. This was fantastic.

Paula's soft hair tickled Bobby's face as she snuggled against him. He couldn't remember having a more delightful dance partner. Having the lithe, lovely blonde in his arms was a little like being in heaven as far as he was concerned.

The dance ended and reluctantly Bobby released Paula. That it seemed like she didn't want to leave his arms thrilled him. They walked back to the table, sat down, and chatted with the other couples. Paula leaned over, kissed Bobby softly on the cheek, then she squeezed his arm. "Tonight is wonderful," she said softly. "I...I'm really glad you invited me."

Bobby kissed her on the forehead. "I'm having a great time, too," he said. "I'm really glad you came with me." The band swung into a fast tune.

Paula grabbed his hand. "Come on, let's dance," she said. "We can talk later."

"But it's a fast dance," Bobby protested. "I can't fast dance. I'll look like an idiot."

"Just jump around," Paula said, smiling, "Nobody will notice."

Bobby did as she suggested, and apparently didn't look too bad. At least nobody seemed to be staring at him. Of course, he was so busy staring at Paula he probably wouldn't have noticed anyone staring at him anyhow. She was, to his eyes, poetry in motion. Her lithe body moved incredibly well as she danced. He swallowed hard and pinched himself. He couldn't believe she was actually here, with him. His date.

Immediately after the fast dance, the band began a slow tune. Paula came into his arms and once more they glided around the dance floor. The pressure of the gorgeous blonde's body against his was doing wild things to Bobby, who made no effort to hide them. If she felt the erection growing in his pants, pressing against her wonderful body, she gave no indication. She didn't back off from the close embrace he held her in.

When the dance ended, they again returned to their table. For the remainder of the evening they talked a lot, and danced more. Finally, even though both of them found it disappointing, the prom was over.

Bobby had made fairly elaborate plans for after the prom, so their evening was far from over. They left the dance and went to a restaurant where Bobby had reservations. Paula loved the restaurant. She looked around wide-eyed, taking in everything. Bobby noticed that several of the male customers gave his date admiring glances when the hostess seated them. He couldn't blame them. It was hard for him to take his eyes off her, too.

Dinner was fantastic. Bobby ordered Filet Mignon for both of them and they finished with the house special dessert, a delicious concoction that included chocolate, cocoanut, and a whole lot of sugar. It was served warm, covered with whipped cream.

"I feel like I'm gonna bust," Paula said. "I can't remember the last time I ate so much! And it was really good, too! Thanks a lot, Bobby!"

"I wanted to spoil you tonight," he said. "I'm in an uncommonly good mood."

"Me, too," Paula replied and smiled at him. "This is the nicest night I've ever had!"

There it was. The perfect opportunity for Bobby to let her know how he felt about her. Did he have the courage to do it? "I...ah...I," he stammered, "Paula, I love you."

Paula smiled and laid her hand on his. "I love you, too, Bobby," she replied.

Bobby couldn't breathe. Paula said she loved him, too! He couldn't believe it! His fondest dream had become reality! He tried to think of something really nice to say. "Ah...you...you do?" was what came out. Cool.

Paula nodded. "I...I think I've been in love with you almost from the minute I met you," she said. "I...I didn't know you...you know...felt the same way."

"I...I guess I have for quite a while," Bobby admitted. "I...it's just that I was afraid to tell you."

Paula gave him a puzzled look. "Why?" she asked.

"Because you were older than me, mostly," Bobby told her. "I...it didn't seem right. I mean, you were going off to college and all, and I..."

"I wasn't sure at first, either," she said. "But all I do while I'm not with you is think about you."

Bobby was thrilled to hear that. He had other plans for the evening, plans he wanted to get on with. "You ready to go?" he asked.

Paula smiled and kissed him gently. "I'm ready any time you are," she said.

He paid the tab and they left.

When they got in the car, Paula slid across the seat and snuggled against him. "I've never had a more wonderful evening in my life," she said softly. "This really has been the neatest night!"

If Bobby had anything to say about it, the night was going to get a lot better. "Terrific!" he said. He pressed down on the accelerator and steered the car into the passing lane. It didn't take long to reach the hotel where he'd reserved a room for them.

He parked, then led Paula up to their room. His chest seemed a little tight, and his heart was pounding. He also had more than a little start on an erection.

Once they were inside their room, Bobby locked the door behind them and stood gazing fondly at Paula's lovely form. He felt his cock lurch in his pants. Damn, she was beautiful! He moved closer to his date and put his arms around her from the rear. He cupped her breasts and pulling her against him.

Passion rushed through Paula when Bobby pulled her into his arms. She pressed against him and felt his swollen cock prodding her bottom. He was hard already! She moaned with delight as he gently fondled her breasts, stirring her.

Bobby continued to press against his lovely companion for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of her taut body against his, then he turned her around and covered her lips with his. Paula's arms locked around him and her tongue sought his, sending shock-waves of excitement sweeping through him. He cupped her bottom, lifted her off her feet, and began moving toward the bed.

Paula was thrilled. She wanted to feel Bobby's cock, which was now pressing against her belly, sliding into her. She couldn't remember ever wanting him more!

Hands trembling, Bobby slipped Paula's dress off, leaving her nude, save for a filmy bra and panty hose. Bobby made quick work of the bra, then Paula stripped her panty-hose off while he shed his clothes. They fell onto the bed and into each other's arms.

"Annnhhhhhhhh!!!" Paula groaned when Bobby captured one of her straining, swollen nipples between his lips and began to suck on it. His hands were venturing over her, driving her wild! His cock, hard as a rock, prodded her leg.

Bobby needed Paula! He needed her now! He rolled atop her, reached between their twisting bodies, grasped his cock and, with a fervent movement of his hips, buried it in her.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned when Bobby's cock slid into her. Her back arched and she lifted her hips, grinding her pubic arch against his.

Even though Bobby was incredibly aroused, he discovered he did have some control. Harder and harder his cock jabbed into Paula, and she respond wildly. He heard her groans of excitement and felt her hands pulling at him as she thrust against him. He kissed her bared chest, licking and sucking, bending his head far enough to take one of her turgid nipples in his mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Bobby!!!! I'm-I'm-I'm gonna come!!! Oh, Lord, Bobby!!! I'm gonna come!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Paula shrieked, her body going wild, arms and legs flailing, as incredible sensations overwhelmed her.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby cried when his body unleashed powerful torrents of come into her quivering, straining body. Spent, he collapsed atop her.

Bobby rolled back, pulled Paula into his arms, and began to kiss her and run his hands over her lithe body once more. When his hand slid onto her breast, he felt her tremble and heard her soft sigh of bliss. Before long, he was lying between her legs, making her squirm and squeal with ecstasy as he licked her vagina.

 "Ohhhhhh!!! Oh, Godddddd, Bobby!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Paula cried while his tongue and his finger teased her clit and probed into her. She locked her legs behind his head and strained off the bed. "Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhh!!!" she wailed. "Oh, Bobby, you're making me come again!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! It feels so goooooooodddddd!!! Bobbeeeee!!! Bobbeeeeeeeee!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Bobby was unable to hear Paula's cries of delight because of the lovely legs clamped around his head, but he knew from her frantic movements that she was coming. He licked and kissed her a little longer, until her legs dropped limply onto the bed.

Almost the minute they finished, Paula sat up, pushed Bobby onto his back, rolled on top of him and began kissing him. He quivered as her hands moved over his naked flesh, arousing him once again.

Paula could feel Bobby's cock, trapped between them, beginning to swell and push against her soft belly. She slid down and began kissing his belly while she took his cock in her soft hands. The she heard his loud groan of ecstasy when she took his hard cock in her mouth. She enjoyed licking and sucking Bobby, but she decided she didn't want him to come in her mouth this time, she wanted him in her again.

She slid up, placed the tip of his swollen rod between her dewy lips and then began lowering herself onto it. A sigh was forced from her as her lover's enormous organ filled her. "Oh, yeah, Bobby!!!!" she murmured, starting to rock her hips. "I need you!! I need you so much!!!"

Bobby grabbed her hips and began pushing up off the bed, feeling her the walls of her snug passage grasping him as he drove into her. This was fantastic!

"Oh!! Oh!!! Oh!!!" Paula groaned as Bobby's sizable wand stabbed deep into her. "Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Take meeeeee!!!"

Bobby did, his hands holding her, watching her breasts bob and jiggle with the frantic movements of her body. Then he felt her vaginal walls begin to ripple and knew she was coming again.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!" Paula cried as her body went into spasms of delight. "This feels so gooooooooddddd!!! So goooooooodddddddd!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Don't ever stop!!! Don't ever, ever stop!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Yeahhh!!! Take it!!! Take ittttttttt!!!" Bobby shouted as he, too, erupted, lost in an oblivion of overwhelming passion.

Paula collapsed atop him and lay there. Bobby wrapped his arms around Paula's slim torso, but other than that, he didn't move. He couldn't. He was too used up. Eventually, without realizing it, he went to sleep under his lovely companion.

Bobby woke up before the young woman lying next to him in bed in the hotel room. He looked at Paula. Most of her fine body uncovered, and as the young man gazed at the sleeping woman, he felt passion stirring inside him. He began sucking one of her nipples, and felt it rise into his mouth.

Paula moaned softly, awakened by enchanting feelings evoked by what Bobby was doing. She opened her eyes, realized she was in a strange bed, and jumped, then she remembered the delights and Bobby had shared the night before. And he was giving her more thrills again this morning! He was making her crazy, sucking her nipple!

Bobby's hand roamed over Paula's body, and he felt her writhe as it glided over her silky skin. He plunged his hand between her lithe legs and began playing with her vagina, which he found already damp with the effluent of arousal. It grew even wetter as his fingers probed, stroked, then entered it. Paula's back arched, hoisting her hips off the bed.

"Gahhhhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned when Bobby's finger slid into her. He was making her crazy with need for him again!

Bobby had a raging hard-on. After bringing his lovely partner to a high state of arousal, he rolled on top of her and plunged his cock into her. God, it felt good! Fantastic sensations rushed through him as he began plumbing Paula's clasping opening with his rigid cock.

 "Ohhhhh!!! Yessssss, Bobby!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Jesus!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!" Paula moaned, her body coming alive as Bobby's cock plunged into her. She clutched him with her hands and her hips pounded up against his. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I'm gonna come!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm gonna come!!! Now, Bobby!!! Oh, God, now!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhh!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"

Bobby felt his partner erupting into bliss and joined her, bathing her insides with his juices. He kept pounding into her, then, finally spent, collapsed atop her. When his cock began to soften and slip from her, he rolled onto his back.

Paula lay there, electrified by what had just happened. "God, Bobby!" she exclaimed, "You do know how to wake a girl up!" She sat up. "What time is it?"

Bobby looked at his watch. "Six-thirty," he said.

"Oh, good," Paula relaxed. "I was afraid it was later than that."

"We have plenty of time," Bobby said. He pulled her into his arms and they dozed off again.



Graduation and... Ch. 09



Heidi Tate sat alone in the living room of her home, feeling extremely depressed. Her life was in chaos. Her marriage was falling apart and would likely end in divorce before too much longer, but that wasn't the worst of Heidi's troubles. A few days earlier, under the sway of emotions she still couldn't understand, she had seduced a young man named Bobby Draper, who was a student at Jamestown High School where she was employed. And she'd done it in her office at school.

That incident caused Heidi far more distress than the impending end of her marriage did. Although the experience had been extremely pleasant - Bobby, it turned out, was a marvelous lover - Heidi was acutely aware that what she'd done was a serious violation of the ethical standards of the nursing profession and the rules of the school district. If anyone found out what she'd done her job and her nursing career would be at risk and it was possible she might even wind up facing criminal charges.

"I don't know what happened to me. I acted like a slut...a...a tramp, a woman with no morals, no self-respect, no self-control. My God! I seduced a student! I endangered my job, my reputation, everything. What on earth is wrong with me?" she thought. Shame, embarrassment, and anger filled her mind.

Unfortunately, as she recalled what had taken place with the young man in her office, her feelings of guilt and remorse began to be replaced by warmth and passion, evoked by the stirring memories.

"Bobby was such a wonderful lover!" she mused. "He was so warm, so considerate, and he touched me so..." Her pleasant thoughts were interrupted by the trilling of her telephone. She picked the phone up. "Hello?" she said.

"Heidi?" It was her husband.

"Yes?" Heidi said.

"Look, I decided I'm not going to come home tonight," he said. "I think, considering what you said about getting a divorce, that's probably the best thing for me to do, don't you?"

"I guess so. Where are you going to stay?" Heidi asked. She was surprised she wasn't more upset by what her husband had just said. Apparently he, too, was aware that there was little chance to salvage their marriage.

"I don't know. I guess I'll get myself a room somewhere," he replied. "I'll call you tomorrow."

"OK," Heidi said. She put the phone down. "Well, I guess I might as well get ready for bed," she told the empty room.

She went upstairs, took a shower and dried herself off. Then she went into her bedroom and slipped on a sheer lacy teddy she'd bought years earlier, when her husband still took pleasure in seeing her in sexy things. She pulled back the bed covers and was about to slip in when she heard her doorbell ringing.

"Who on earth could that be at this hour?" she wondered. She walked to her closet, got a robe, slipped into it, then went to the front door and opened it. Tim Jackman, a young man who she knew from school stood on her front porch, looking uncomfortable and upset.

"Hi, Mrs. Tate," the young man said. "I...I hope you don't mind my stopping so late. I...I need to talk to somebody about something when I saw your lights were on I..." The girl he had asked to the prom had turned down his invitation. It wasn't the first time he'd been turned down for a date, but it was his senior year, and the prom was a special occasion. He really wanted to go, but he'd waited too long so, when the girl he asked turned him down, he didn't have time to find another date. Now it was prom night and Tim found himself driving around Jamestown, feeling depressed and desperate for someone to talk to.

When he drove by Mrs. Tate's house and saw her lights were on, he thought, maybe, he could talk with her. Like his friend, Bobby Draper, he'd taken the Emergency Medical Technician's course the school nurse had offered and, as a result of doing that, he'd come to like the pretty nurse. She was easy to talk to and very understanding.

"Um...no...uh...it's all right, Tim," Heidi stammered. This was a development she hadn't expected. She liked Tim. She knew he was painfully shy, and had heard rumors that he hadn't managed to get a date for the prom. Since Heidi had missed her senior prom, too, she had an idea how horrible he must be feeling. "Come in, Tim," she said. She stepped back and held the door for the young man, who walked by her, into the living room. After looking around the room nervously, he took a seat on the sofa.

Heidi closed the front door, went to the living room, and sat down in a chair facing Tim. She carefully pulled her robe over her bare legs. Her mind was still awash with memories of what happened in her office with Bobby Draper, and some remnants of the strong emotions those memories had evoked remained in her. She wished she was wearing something more substantial on under her robe.

"Why did Tim pick tonight, of all nights, to stop and see me?" she mused. "I'm probably not any better off emotionally than he is." Deep inside her, warmth glowed, and she desperately wished she could make it stop.

"I...I, um needed to talk to someone, Mrs. Tate," Tim said, blushing furiously. "And...you know...I've talked to you a couple of times in school and..."

"What's wrong, Tim?" Heidi asked. She looked at the young man. He was big and bulky, but he was also quite handsome. He was a good student, and seemed to have a lot of male friends. She wasn't sure why he had a problem getting a prom date.

"Well...I...I..." Tim began. "I...I'm not sure exactly how to tell you. It's..." Tears started to roll down the young man's cheeks. Embarrassed about crying in front of Mrs. Tate, he jumped to his feet and walked to the picture window that faced Heidi's huge back yard and stood there, with his back to her. His shoulders shook as he cried silently.

Heidi felt tremendous empathy for the young man, who was suffering such obvious pain. She wanted to offer him comfort, but wondered what she could do. How could she help him when she wasn't doing a very good job of managing her own life?

Acting on impulse, she got out of her chair, walked across the room, and put her arms around him from the rear. "It will be all right, Tim," she said softly. "I think I know how you feel. You're upset because you didn't get to go to the prom, aren't you?"

"Uh-huh," Tim replied. Surprised to feel the nurse's arms slide around him, he turned and looked down at the woman, who was quite a bit shorter than he was. He had a baffled look on his face. "Mrs. Tate, how...how did you know about...about that?" he stammered.

"You know how it is in school, Tim," Heidi said. "People talk."

"Oh," Tim said. He was both confused and embarrassed. He had no idea his failure to get a date for the prom was the topic of rumor at the high school. On top of that, the fact that the school nurse, who he thought was one of the prettiest women he knew, was standing very close to him and had her arms around his waist was causing him a lot of discomfort. Being this close to her was causing things to happen in his body he knew shouldn't be happening.

"You know, Tim, I didn't get to go to my prom, either," Heidi said.

"You...you didn't?" Tim stammered.

Heidi shook her head. "No, I didn't," she said. "So I do know exactly how you feel. It's not very nice knowing all the other kids are having a good time while you're alone and miserable, is it?"

"Ah...no, it...it sure isn't," Tim replied. "How...how come you didn't get to go to your prom? I mean, you're real pretty and everything, and..." He felt his face getting hot, knew he was blushing. He paused and took a deep breath. "I...I'm sorry, Mrs. Tate, I..."

Heidi, touched by the young man's words, reached up and caressed his cheek tenderly with her fingers. "I think it's sweet of you to say that, Tim," she said.

The two lonely, needing people stood there, gazing at each other, their faces only inches apart. Heidi's face was turned upward so she could look at Tim and her hands still lay on his hips.

Without being aware that he was doing it, Tim started bending his head down. Heidi, also without thinking, raised up slowly tip-toes. The next thing they knew, their lips were fused and they were clinging to each other in a hot embrace.

When Tim's lips touched hers and his body pressed against her, intense longing filled Heidi. She tightened her embrace around the young man. Involuntarily, her lips parted and her tongue slid into his mouth. When it was met Tim's tongue, the fires of need, already smoldering in the nurse's body, burst into free-burning fires of desire which, more and more began taking control.

Tim was stunned when he realized Mrs. Tate's lips were pressed against his. He was shocked when her tongue began lashing into his mouth. He felt his cock begin to swell and pulled his hips back to keep her from feeling it. He couldn't believe this was happening! He had to be dreaming! When he stopped to talk with her, he never imagined anything like this would happen!

"Nooo!!!" Heidi thought, as the fires of passion burning in her became a conflagration of need. "Not again! I can't let this happen again!" But the forbidden feelings sweeping over her were far too powerful to be denied.

Tim's mind was a jumbled mass of passionate feelings. Trembling like a leaf, he continued to act without thinking. His trembling hands moved to the belt that held Mrs. Tate's robe closed and loosed it, then he pushed the robe down over her shoulders.

Heidi, trembling just as hard as the young man was, felt her robe being opened. Unable to stop herself, she lowered her arms and let the robe whisper to the floor. She shuddered when she saw the young man's eyes traveling over her, and recognized the avid look in them. "Please, Tim, we shouldn't..." she whispered. "This...is...isn't right."

"Oh, God, Mrs. Tate, you're so pretty!" the young man said reverently as he gazed at the nurse's slim, wonderfully-formed body, which was now clad only in the sheer teddy. He couldn't believe this was happening! He looked at her. All she had on was a lacy, white garment held up by thin straps. It had lace over her breasts, which were almost completely visible through the lace. A thin string crisscrossed the opening in the lace, and was tied in a bow between her gorgeous, firm medium-sized breasts. The tiny garment had high-cut leg openings which exposed her lovely legs and hips. He had never seen anything more gorgeous! Mrs. Tate didn't just have a pretty face, she had a fantastic body, too!

The young man took a deep breath, then his hand reached out and touched the nurse's breasts through the sheer lace. When he did that, a shudder of delight went through him. Because Mrs. Tate was offering no resistance save for some soft murmurs of protests, he began her breasts more boldly.

When Tim's trembling hands began caressing her breasts, Heidi felt her resistance evaporating and became frightened. She couldn't allow something like this to happen again! She had to stop what was happening, and soon! If she didn't stop the young man right now, she'd never be able to! "Please, Tim! Please!" she begged, trembling with a combination of pleasure and shame. "Please stop! Please!!" Then the young man's fingers brushed lightly over her erecting nipples, rapturous sensations rocked her, and her legs went weak.

"Ohhhh!!!" Heidi moaned. She no longer wanted to stop. Not at all! Tim obviously wanted her and, she finally admitted to herself, she wanted whatever was going to happen to do so! To hell with the consequences! She didn't care! He wanted to make love with her and she wanted to make love with him! "Come on!" she said, took the young man's hand, and led him up the stairs to her bedroom.

Trembling with anticipation, Tim accompanied Mrs. Tate out of the living room, up the stairs and down a hallway. His legs were trembling so he had some difficulty walking, his heart was thudding against his ribs, and he could barely breathe. He no longer cared that he'd missed the prom! He'd have gladly missed a hundred proms, a thousand proms, a million proms, for this!

When they arrived in her bedroom, Heidi steered the quaking young man to her bed, let go of his hand, and laid down. She watched while he rapidly shed his clothes, then he joined her in her bed, pulled her into his arms and kissed her again.

Exultant, Heidi pressed against him and kissed him back. He untied the string that held the front of her teddy together, then his hand slid under the garment and over her bare breasts, electrifying her. He fondled her breasts with his hands for a while, then his lips joined them. Soon Heidi was shaking with hunger. Then his hand glided over her belly and dived between her quivering legs, and began exploring her rapidly moistening vagina.

"Ahhh!!!" Heidi cried. Her hips rocked upward as her body presented itself for more of the young man's caresses. His finger slid between her puffy, soft lips, and still more shock waves of elation ripped through her. "Please, Tim, I need you, don't make me wait! Oh, Tim, please! I want you in me!" the lust-swept nurse groaned. She was experiencing a degree of urgency she'd known only once before - with another student.

Tim, who was so aroused he was barely aware of what he was doing, rolled between the pretty woman's legs, raised his hips, and grasped his erection. Guiding it toward her opening, he thrust forward and felt his swollen penis sink into the nurse's warm, snug entranceway.

"Yesssss!!!!" Heidi hissed when she felt the teenager's thick cudgel invade her trembling body. "That's it, Tim! That's what I want! Give it to me, Tim. Give it all to me!" The young man shoved his rod deep into her and she gloried in the stretched, filled sensation his swollen member induced in her lust-drenched body. Then his thrusts began, each one sending her higher and higher up the pyramid of passion. It was sooo good!

"Take me! Oh, Tim! Take me!" she groaned, pulling at the young man's back, clutching his thrusting buttocks. "I need you so badly!! Oh, Tim, I need you so badly!!!"

Then, suddenly, a glorious orgasm burst through her. "Tim!!!!!! Oh, Tim!!!!! Yessssss!!!!! Oh...Yesssss!!!!!! I'm...I'm there!!! Take me, Tim!!!!!!!!!! Take meeeeee!!!!! Take...meeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!"

"Me, toooo!!! Unnnnnhhhhh!!! Me, toooo!!!!" Tim groaned. As he sent his juices gushing into the nurse, he experienced a level of ecstasy he never dreamed existed. His hips banged a trip hammer beat against his partner while he exploded his hot, creamy sauce into her.

Afterward, they lay locked in each other's arms, enjoying the afterglow of their shared pleasure.

Tim suddenly got a frightened look on his face. "What...what about your husband?" he asked. Now that his passion was sated, he remembered that Mrs. Tate was married and feared what her husband would do if he found out what they had done.

"Tim...my husband and I are...separated," Heidi said. "I think we'll be getting a divorce."

"Oh," Tim replied. The news eased his anxiety. He probably didn't have to worry about her angry husband kicking the shit out of him.

"I guess I can't make things any worse than I already have," Heidi thought. "Since I'm already in hot water, I might as well enjoy myself while I can." She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head, and dropped it on the floor next to the bed, then she gazed down at the naked young man lying next to her and smiled. "You know, Tim, you are a fabulous lover," she said. She took delight in the fact that Tim blushed in response to her compliment and was warmed by the adoring way he kept gaping at her naked body.

Twice now, she'd violated a serious taboo for school employees by sleeping with students, she told herself. Nothing she did from now on could make things any worse. And, since Tim was there, she might as well enjoy the time he was with her.

Tim smiled and began caressing one of her breasts. He had come to the conclusion Mrs. Tate wasn't going to throw him out. And, since he might never get a chance like this again, he figured he better take advantage of the opportunity to make love with her while he could.

When the young man began caressing her breast, Heidi shuddered and felt her nipples begin to harden again. "Oh, Tim, that...Ahhhh!!!...that feels so wonderful!" she purred, "You have a wonderfully light touch, do you know that?" She slid her hand over the young man's chest, found his nipples, and teased them until they were straining points of hardened flesh, noting with pleasure that Tim gasped and trembled in response. Since touching his nipples obviously made him feel good, it would probably thrill him even more if she kissed them. She bent over him and took one of his rigid nipples in her mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Tim moaned, writhing, as fantastic sensations swept through him. He had no idea making love could be this fantastic.

"Do you like that, darling?" Heidi asked.

"Ohhhh, yesssss!!!" Tim replied. "My God! Yesssss!"

Heidi resumed arousing him, her lips blazing a trail of fire over his body. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that his penis had once again begun to stiffen. She reached into his middle, grasped the swelling organ, and could feeling the heat, the growing firmness, and the sticky remnants of their earlier joining that coated it.

Her kisses moved across the young man's belly, through his kinky pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole. After she got to her knees next to his hips, Heidi clasped her lips around the engorged shaft and began moving her head slowly up and down. She loved the delightful friction that resulted as her lips stole up and down the veined surface of the young man's swollen, throbbing penis.

Tim went wild when Mrs. Tate's lips began moving up and down over his tender rod. He couldn't believe she was actually sucking on him! He looked down at her kneeling there, her breasts dangling, their erect nipples pointing at the bed. He reached out and lightly trailed his fingers over her back, her lovely firm buttocks, and her legs. He tried to touch as much of her as he could reach.

As Tim's hand slid lovingly over her soft smooth skin, Heidi's lips continued to slide up and down over his throbbing shaft and her hands stroked his trembling legs.

"Oh, God, Mrs. Tate, that feels awesome! I'm so close!" Tim gasped. His hips rocked, shoving his erect penis into her mouth.

Reluctantly, Heidi took her mouth off the young man. She swung her leg over his body, then lowered herself onto his swollen pole, which slid into her easily and once more bestowed wonderful sensations on her as he crammed her delightfully full. Her fluttering hot cavern engulfed the boy's pulsing tool and caressed it.

She looked down at her Tim, saw the look of pure ecstasy on his face, and was delighted. "You do like this, don't you, Tim?" she whispered.

"Oh, God, yesssss!!!!" Tim groaned. He arched his hips, driving himself farther into her.

Heidi pressed down against her young lover, overjoyed by the powerful sensations being delivered into her by the young man's swollen organ. "My God, Tim! You're huge!" she exclaimed. "It feels like you're in me all the way to my throat!" She pushed herself erect, her body at right angles to his, and began to rock her hips. The movements caused his erection to whip around inside her, creating delightful bedlam in her super-aroused body. "Ohhhh!!! Tim!!!" she moaned. Her hips began moving faster and faster, causing her lovely breasts to dance on her chest. Her motions became more and more frenzied. "This is lovely!! This...Ahhhhh!!! This is incredible!"

Tim gazed up at the lovely woman riding him. Her face was flushed with passion and her gorgeous breasts were quivering. Her rapidly moving hips were sending unending joy through him. What he saw, combined with the intense, delectable friction of their joined sex organs, drove him rapidly toward his peak. Before he even knew it was going to happen, his hot sauces boiled up through his penis and blasted into the nurse, flooding her with his hot juices. "I'm commmminnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" he cried. "Oh, God, Mrs. Tate!!! Oh, God, Mrs. Tatesssssssss!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"




Graduation and... Ch. 09



When she felt the young man's molten juices flooding her, Heidi could stand no more. "Oh, yessss!!! Come, darling! Come for me!" she urged ardently, "Come! Fill me! It feels so good! Oh....Ohhhhhh!!! Tim! Oh, Tim!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!! Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Heidi rode out another awesome orgasm and, when it was over, she remained atop Tim enjoying the sweet aftermath, feeling his penis soften, then slide from her, tickling her as it left her body. She lowered herself onto his chest, felt his arms slide around her, and his lips cover hers. This was so wonderful! Finally, she slid off the young man and rolled onto her side, facing him. "It's getting late, Tim," she said. "Won't your parents wonder where you are?"

"I told them I was going to stay over at a friend's house, tonight," he said. "I don't have to go home."

"Oh," Heidi replied.

"Ah...uh...do you think...could I, uh, stay here?" he asked.

"I...why not?" Heidi replied, giving him a kiss. Nothing could make things any worse than they already were and if the rest of the night was as satisfying as the first part had been... She shuddered at the thought.

Elation showed on the young man's face. "I'll go move my van, then I'll come back," he said.

"Come in the back door," Heidi said. She didn't want her neighbors to see the young man come into her house this late at night. She was taking risks enough, she didn't need to be careless.

Tim kissed her again, bounced off the bed, and began to get dressed. "I'll be right back," he said, running for the door.

Naked, Heidi got up, walked out to the living room, picked up her robe, and slipped it on. She heard the boy's van start, then drive off. "What have I let myself in for?" she asked herself as she walked toward the kitchen. "Am I being as foolish as I think I am?"

A few minutes later, she heard a soft knock at the kitchen door. She opened it and was swept into Tim's arms. Their lips fused in a passionate kiss and his hands slid inside her robe, onto her bare body. He cupped her buttocks in his hands and she shuddered as he pulled her against him.

Tim knew he could do almost anything he wanted with Mrs. Tate now, and decided to take advantage of that knowledge. That she'd allowed him to make love with her, and had obviously enjoyed it, had given him a huge infusion of self-confidence, and Heidi was about to be the beneficiary of it.

Heidi felt something pressing against her belly as she clung to Tim. "My God!" she thought, "He's hard again!"

Holding her, Tim backed to one of the kitchen chairs and sat down on it.

"Tim! What on earth do you think you're doing?" Heidi gasped. When he pulled her down onto his lap and his torrid shaft slid into her she found out what he was doing. "Ohhhhh!!! Tim!!! That feels so lovely!!! Yessss!" she groaned, her passion flaring. God! Would this ever stop? She hoped not. When the young man began to drive into her she was again thrilled by how much exquisite pleasure he seemed to be able to give her.

"Oh, God, Tim, you...Unnnnhhhhh...you are incredible!" Heidi groaned as the young man's swollen penis lunged up into her. She clutched his shoulders, riding him, hanging on for dear life as they bounced up and down on the kitchen chair.

Tim didn't speak. Instead, he captured one of his companion's nipples with his lips and began sucking it feverishly.

"Ohhhhh!!! Heidi moaned while elation ripped through her, "Sooooo goooodddd!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, Godd, Timmm!! Yesssss!!!"

The teenager rocked his hips, thrusting into the nurse forcefully. His hands gripped her buttocks, hauling down her onto his spearing erection. His fervid movements, plus the delectable feelings his lips and tongue were giving her breasts, had Heidi aflame with passion. "Tim, Oh, God, I'm going to come!" she cried, startled by how fast she'd peaked. "Tim!!! Tim!! Oh, Tim!!! I'm comminnnggg!!!! Oh, darling, I'm commmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! More!!!! Oh, God!!!!! More!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!" the lad groaned as he again exploded into her.

Seated on the chair in the middle of Heidi's kitchen, the lovers clutched each other desperately as their passion spent itself.

When Heidi finally gathered enough strength enough to move, she kissed Tim. "Let's go back to bed," she said. She lifted herself off him. Her legs were still a little weak and his juices seeped from her and trickled down her legs. She used to hate that part of love-making, but with Tim it only added to the joy she felt.

The boy rose with her and, arms around each other, they walked down the hallway and into the bedroom. Heidi stripped off her robe while Tim undressed and they got back in her bed. They immediately moved into each other's arms, kissed deeply, then their hands again began exploring warm flesh. The lovers gazed into each other's eyes with deep feeling.

"I've never been this satisfied," Heidi told the young man. It was true. Even Bobby Draper, who'd been a masterful lover, hadn't made her feel this wonderful. "Never!"

"I'm glad," Tim said. "I wanted to be good for you and I was kind of afraid I wouldn't be."

"Oh, God, you wonderful, wonderful man! You certainly are good for me!" Heidi exclaimed. She took his face in her hands and kissed him. Then, realizing she was tired she said, "We ought to get some sleep, don't you think? I know you don't have school tomorrow, but you've worn me out."

When Tim didn't answer, Heidi looked at him. He was already asleep.

Heidi lay there, looking at the young man, trying to assess her situation, as sleep slowly overpowered her. She wasn't sure how she would do it, but she knew she no longer would turn down the chance to take young lovers, no matter what the cost.

Now that she'd found out how wonderful making love with teen-age boys was, she wasn't about to stop. Maybe her husband didn't want her any more, but Tim - and Bobby - certainly did. At last, with her arm wrapped around Tim and her body snuggled against his, she fell asleep.



Graduation and... Ch. 10



A bit later in the morning, Bobby woke up alone in the hotel bed. Delightful memories of what Paula and he had done after they got to the room the night before flooded his mind. But where was Paula? When he heard the shower running, he knew.

Passion rose in him again. He slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Playing in the shower with a beautiful woman was one of the young man's favorite activities.

He walked into the bathroom and saw the general shape of Paula's nude lithe body through the steamy pebbled glass shower doors. His cock grew stiffer as he watched her indistinct form go through the motions of bathing. He glanced at the counter. A bag containing his date's feminine accoutrements was lying on it. 

Bobby opened the shower door and Paula turned, looking startled. Then she smiled at him. "I..I hope you don't mind," she said. "You were sound asleep and I felt kind of yukky, so I thought I'd take a shower."

"You mind if I join you?" Bobby asked.

Paula smiled. "Why should I?" she said. "You probably need a shower as bad as I did, don't you?" She reached for the soap and when she did her breasts, which Bobby couldn't get enough of fondling and sucking, moved delightfully.

When she straightened, Bobby took the washcloth from her. "Let me do that," he said.

Paula grinned at him and said, "Actually, I was almost finished, but..." She glanced down at his erect cock. "Why not?"

Bobby lathered the cloth and began washing her, paying very fastidious attention to her breasts. Her nipples--which were large and succulent when she was aroused--rapidly grew hard, poking through the white suds coating most of her body.

"I..." Paula murmured. She clutched his arm. "Ahhh!...Don't stop.  Ahhhhhhh!!! Oh, God, Bobby! I can't believe how wild this is!"

Bobby covered her lips with his. Her mouth opened, her arms slid around him, and their tongues lashed. Her body pressed against his, trapping his rigid cock against her soft belly. He slid the washcloth down her back and cupped her bottom.

When the kiss ended, Paula took the washcloth from him. "Now it's my turn," she said, her voice husky. She got the cloth even more full of lather than he'd had it, then she began washing him. Paula slid the soapy washrag down to Bobby's rigid cock and bathed it more thoroughly than it had ever been bathed before. By the time she finished, Bobby's legs were shaking and he felt as if he'd come any second.

"You keep that up," he gasped, "I'm gonna have an accident."

"I don't think I'd like that," Paula murmured, continuing to clutch his erect member in her warm hand. "That would be a real shame." She released him, turned, and bent over. "Come on, Bobby, put it in me!" she ordered.

Bobby grasped his cock, centered it on her opening, and drove into her.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, God, Yessssss!!!" Paula hissed when her lover's shaft plunged deep into her.

Slowly, fighting for control, Bobby began to slide his cock in and out of Paula's tight opening. It felt wonderful! He leaned forward over her back and grasped her breasts.

Paula groaned with delight and pressed backward, trying to take him still deeper into her. "I...I'm not going to be able to wait long if...Ohhhhhhhh!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!!!" she groaned. "Nowwwwwwww, Bobby!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her body stiffened and she began to shudder when ecstasy once more swept through her.

The rhythmic vibration of Paula's opening around Bobby's embedded cock was more than he could take. Clutching her breasts, he exploded, moaning with joy. "Unnnnhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" he bawled, his body quivering, "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Torrents of hot come jetted into his lover.

It was a quite a while after they finished before either of them could stand without help.

When they at last were able to use their legs, Paula turned, moved against Bobby, put her arms around him, and laid her head on his chest. "God, Bobby, you are so awesome!" she murmured. "I...I can't get enough of you. The minute you touch me I want you inside me!"

"I feel the same way," Bobby told her.

Paula looked at him and smiled. "You know, we ought to get out of the shower before we wrinkle," she giggled.

They did, playfully toweling each other dry. Then, while Paula finished all the things women have to do in the bathroom to get ready for the day, Bobby got got dressed.

"As soon as I'm done, we can get some breakfast," Paula said, brushing and drying her hair with an electric hair dryer that was built into the bathroom wall. She was nude, and watching her body move as she went about drying her hair and putting on makeup caused Bobby's cock to get rock-hard again. He unzipped his pants, walked into the bathroom, moved behind Paula, pushed her forward so she was bent over the counter, and jammed his cock into her.

"Bobbeeee!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!" Paula groaned. Her body shook from his pistoning movements and deep inside she sensed the start of an orgasm. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!!" she cried. "I don't believe it!!! I'm...I'm gonna come again!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! I...I'm commmminnnnngggggg!!! I'm commminnnngggggg!!!!!!!" Her body began vibrating, then she experienced blissful swells of pleasure washing over her and her legs went weak. If Bobby hadn't been pressing her against the counter, she'd have fallen.

"Yeahhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!" Bobby cried when his hot, sticky cream jetted into Paula.

Bobby leaned against the lithe, lovely blonde, allowing his body to calm, feeling her calm, too. Slowly, his rampant cock withered and slid from the clutching grip of her vagina.

Paula turned to face Bobby. As the juices he'd pumped into her began to trickle down her legs, she hugged him and kissed him. "I don't believe you did that!" she gushed. "God! You make me feel so wild!

"You make me feel pretty wild, too," Bobby replied.

"Now I have to get cleaned up again," Paula giggled. Her body was still tingling from Bobby's delightful ambush. She never wanted to stop feeling this way! 

While Paula took a second shower, Bobby sat on the bed and watched TV. Then Paula emerged from the bathroom, wearing a turquoise long shirt, belted at the waist; and snug jeans. Smiling, she walked across the room, bent and kissed him on the cheek, then she moved to the sliding glass door that looked out over the parking lot. "I can't believe what a wonderful time last night and today have been," she said softly. "I...I don't really want to go home."

Bobby got off the bed, walked to her and put his arms around her from behind. She leaned into his embrace and felt his swelling cock press against her ass. "Oh! My God, Bobby! I don't believe it! You can't be hard again!" she exclaimed, moving her bottom, proving to herself that he, in fact, was.

Bobby massaged Paula's breasts through her blouse and she moaned softly. "Is it always going to be like this between us?" she murmured. "You touch me and I need you?"

"I hope so," Bobby said, "I think it's a nice way to be, don't you?"

"Yesss!" Paula replied. She felt as if she were melting in his arms.

Bobby unbuttoned her blouse and his hands slid onto her breasts, which were sheathed in a lacy white bra.

Paula moaned softly and her head fell against his shoulder. "This...this is so crazy!" she cooed. "We're really out of control!"

"Are you complaining?" Bobby asked, delighted to discover her bra had the clasp in front between her gorgeous breasts. He unhooked the clasp and his hands covered her lovely jellied orbs.

"God, Bobby!" Paula groaned, shaking, "You always make me feel so good!"

Bobby twirled her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. The fleshy buds extended and hardened. Her hands slid between them, searching for his cock. She managed to get his fly open, then her warm hands moved inside his pants onto the rigid shaft and it was Bobby's turn to groan.

"How can you be so turned on?" she gasped. "God! It seems like we haven't stopped making love since we got here last night!"

"You have that effect on me!" Bobby gasped as she stroked his rock-hard pole. He had to have her! He backed to the bed, released his grip on her breasts, and turned her to face him. Their lips fused in a passionate, fiery kiss, tongues lashing. Bobby let himself fall backward onto the bed, pulling Paula atop him. As they fell, the kiss continued.

While they lay there kissing, Paula grabbed Bobby's cock and stroked it while he struggled to remove her clothes. He had a bit of difficulty getting her clothes off, but he did finally manage, somehow, to get Paula's lovely form bare. They were both experiencing the same level of urgency they'd known the night before.

Paula rolled atop him, her mouth capturing his.

Bobby's hands roamed her bare back and bottom, caressing her soft, silken, warm flesh.

Her hands encircled his rigid cock and before he realized what she was doing, his hard-on was sliding into her. Her tightness and warmth gripped him, sending a shudder of delight through him. Paula pushed herself up on her arms and began moving her hips. The tremendously exciting experience they were sharing was made even more wonderful for Bobby by the way Paula's hard-nippled breasts danced in front of his face as she rode him.

"It feels like you're in me all the way to my throat!" Paula gurgled, continuing her insistent, delightful movements.

Bobby took her dancing breasts in his hands and began thumbing the stiffened tips.

Paula's eyes closed and her head rolled back. "God! You do know exactly how to make me feel good, don't you?" she groaned, the motions of her hips becoming more urgent.

"I just do what feels good to me," Bobby replied, lifting his hips, driving his cock as far into her as it would go.

Paula stiffened and the vibrations Bobby had come to know so well began rocking her. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Cries of ecstasy exploded from her and her hips went wild, thrashing on his middle. "Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" she screamed, convulsing with joy. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!! Oh, Paula, yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Bobby groaned, erupting into her like a volcano.

Spent, Paula collapsed and lay atop Bobby, her breath still raspy from their wild exertions. Bobby held her tightly.

After a few moments, Paula raised her head, looked down at Bobby fondly, then she kissed him. "We really do have to leave, don't we?" she asked.

Bobby nodded. "We've got to be out of the room by eleven," he said.

 Another kiss, then she pushed herself off him, and sat up. "I don't believe it. I need another shower. You got me all sticky again," she said, then she smiled at him. "And this time, you stay out here. Making love in the shower is fun, but if we're going to make check-out, we haven't got time to fool around any more."

"Yes, ma'am," Bobby said. He watched Paula walk toward the bathroom and sighed.



Graduation and... Ch. 11



After the prom, Bobby decided it was time to get his life straightened out. He loved Paula. His relationship with her meant a lot to him and he didn't want to do anything that could cause him to lose her. If he kept sleeping with other women, losing Paula was a distinct possibility so, much as he hated to do it, he had to give up his other lovers. He wasn't sure how he was going to extricate himself from the other relationships he was involved in, but it was something he had to do.

He was sitting in his bedroom, pondering his dilemma, when the phone rang. He was home alone, so he answered it.

"Bobby," the voice on the other end said, "This is Stacey."

"Hey, Stacey," Bobby said. The caller was Stacey Dixon, a shy boy a year younger than Bobby. They hung out at the mall and talked about girls a lot, so Bobby knew his friend shared a lot of the same feelings about women he had. Bobby also knew Stacey didn't date much and, in fact, had been unable to get a date for the prom. As he talked to his friend, an idea began to form in Bobby's mind. "I wonder..." he mused, as Stacey talked about something that he'd read on the Internet, "If Stacey could assume some of my, ah, duties?" 

"Stacey," Bobby said, "You know I'm going to college in the fall and I've been trying to think of someone who can take over a lot of the odd jobs I have. You interested?"

"Oh, wow!" Stacey replied. "Am I ever! I've been trying to find a job for summer vacation and I haven't had any luck. I was afraid I'd have to flip hamburgers or something."

"Maybe you won't have to," Bobby said. "Look, why don't you come over? I can take you around and introduce you to some of the people I work for."

"Great!" Stacey said. "Thanks a lot, Bob."

"I think I'll start with Nicole," Bobby thought after he finished talking with his friend. He dialed his attractive neighbor's number.

"Hello?" Nicole Everett's voice caressed Bobby's ear, causing a flash of warmth deep in his body. He knew he had to stop seeing her, but the wild times he'd shared with his gorgeous neighbor were something he'd always remember with great fondness. She was a fantastic lover! She was the first adult woman he'd slept with and, for reasons he'd never quite understood, his favorite. Other than Paula, he probably cared for Nicole the most of all the women he'd slept with.

"Nicole," Bobby said, "You know I...I'm going to college in the fall, so I'm not going to be able to keep doing all the things I've been doing and..."

"Bobby, darling, what are you saying?" the woman asked. He could hear the upset in her voice. "I thought..." Deep down, Nicole knew her relationship with the young man would have to come to an end some day. But now, confronted with that reality, she experienced a tremendous sense of loss. What was she going to do? How was she going to survive without the thrills he gave her? He satisfied her, kept her happy. Since her husband no longer seemed to have any interest in making love to her, Bobby was the only person who kept her sane.

"Look, Nicole," Bobby said quickly, "I have a friend, a really nice guy. He, ah, he's a lot like me and he can do everything I can do."

"Really?" Nicole said. She felt a rush of anticipation. Was Bobby suggesting that he might have someone who could take his place in every way? She wondered what Bobby's friend was like and found the prospect of breaking in another young man incredibly exciting. "Everything, Bobby?" she whispered.

"Ah..." Bobby knew exactly what she was asking. "I...I wouldn't be surprised," he said. "He doesn't date much, so you may have to encourage him a little, but if you do..."

Nicole experienced another rush of excitement. Apparently the young man Bobby was talking about wasn't very sexually experienced, but Bobby thought he'd be willing to learn. A thrill tore through her. "Well," she purred, "I guess it wouldn't hurt anything if I met him, would it?"

"His name is Stacey. He's coming over to my place in a little while," Bobby said. "I'll bring him over and introduce you."

"Wonderful," Nicole replied. She couldn't wait.

It wasn't long before Stacey arrived at Bobby's house. "So who will I be working for?" he asked, obviously excited.

"There are quite a few people I do work for. I'll start by introducing you to the lady across the street," Bobby said. "Her name is Nicole Everett. I mow their lawn and clean their pool. They pay really well. Come on, I'll take you over and introduce you to Mrs. Everett. Her husband's on the road a lot, so she needs a lot of help with stuff around the house."

The two young men walked across the street and up the walk to the Everett home. Bobby rang the doorbell and Nicole answered the door.

Nicole smiled, and stepped back as the two young men walked into her house. "Well, he's a lot smaller than Bobby, kind of skinny, actually," she thought, observing Bobby's companion, "But he looks like a nice boy. And Bobby did recommend him..."

Stacey couldn't believe how gorgeous the woman whose house his friend had brought him to was. He hadn't expected this! He thought she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen! He stood there, his jaw dangling, speechless.

"Mrs. Everett, this is Stacey Dixon," Bobby said. "He's the guy I told you about. He's willing to mow your lawn and clean your pool for you."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Stacey," Nicole said. She offered her hand to the young man. He took it and the fact that she could feel him trembling excited her.

"Ah...pleased to meet you, ah, Mrs. Everett," Stacey said. Just shaking hands with her had him half-hard. He couldn't believe it!

Nicole was wearing a jade green knit shirtdress that buttoned all the way from the neck to the hem. It was made of soft fabric and clung to her lithe curved body like a second skin. The skit ended at her knees, but she'd left the bottom few buttons open, so a substantial amount of lovely tan leg was exposed. "Did Bobby explain all the things he's been doing for me?" she asked.

"I explained about the lawn and the pool," Bobby said quickly. He hadn't been able to figure out how to explain his other "duties" to his friend. "I thought you and he could work out any other stuff you want him to do," he said, smiling at Mrs. Everett. "And how much you're going to pay him, too."

Nicole understood exactly what Bobby was telling her. "Certainly," she replied.

"Look," Bobby said, "I have to get going. Why don't I let you guys take care of the details, OK?"

"Ah...yeah, OK," Stacey replied. He could hardly breathe. Mrs. Everett was so gorgeous! He was going to love working here!

"That's fine, Bobby," Nicole purred. She couldn't wait to be alone with the new young man and to find out how well he could assume Bobby's duties.

"OK, then. Give me a call later, Stacey," Bobby said. "I've got a few other jobs for you, too."

"Yeah, ah, OK," Stacey croaked.

Bobby left. "So far, so good," he thought as he walked back to his house. "I sure hope he and Mrs. Everett hit it off. Although I am going to miss her," he thought wistfully.

"Do you think you'll like working for me, Stacey?" Nicole asked.

"Uh...well...I guess so," the young man stammered. He felt his face getting hot. "I...I, ah, I need to make some money for college, you know?"

"Of course," Nicole replied. "What would you expect to get paid?"

"Ah...you know...uh...that's pretty much up to you," the dazed young man responded.

"Let me think..." Nicole said, "I'm sure we can work something out."

She saw how nervous he was. "I wonder if Stacey is a virgin?" she mused. She found that prospect very thrilling. She was so excited at the possibility of taking the young man's virginity she decided to cast caution to the wind. She moved closer to the trembling young man and put her arms around him. "I'll bet Bobby didn't tell you all of the things he does for me," she said, her voice husky. "Did he, Stacey?"

Stacey was stunned by the woman's sudden action and was shocked, but delighted to find himself in her embrace. He sure hadn't expected anything like this! His body sprang to life and he was helpless to prevent it. His arms went around the woman and he felt himself begin to tremble more violently. He hoped she couldn't feel the erection growing larger every second in his jeans. What was he going to do? What was she going to do? What was Bobby doing for her that he hadn't told him about?

Nicole did feel the young man's swelling cock, and was thrilled by his reaction as she held him in her arms. Flames of lust flared inside her, and as he trembled in her arms she began to shake. She had to make love to him!

Stacey clung to the woman. He wasn't experienced in matters of sex and didn't know what to do. He was afraid she'd come to her senses and slap him, or start screaming, or something, as soon as she felt his erection. That would destroy him. He had no way of knowing that Nicole's ragged breathing, and the soft trembling of her body, were indicators of growing lust.

Nicole was very turned on, and the mass of hard flesh pressing against her leg told her the teenager in her arms was, too. Why didn't he do something? Couldn't he see she'd be helpless if he did?

"He doesn't know what to do!" her inner voice said. "He really is a virgin!"

Nicole shuddered. If that were really true...! She leaned back, staying in the circle of Stacey's arms, and looked at his face. It was bright red, and he seemed almost barely able to breathe. He also looked painfully confused.

"Stacey," Nicole whispered, her heart pounding, "Stacey, dear, would you like to kiss me?"

Stacey heard her question and reacted without thinking. He groaned, then plastered his mouth against hers. When their lips joined he felt as if he'd been sucked into a tornado. Wild feelings coursed through his body. It was unbelievable! He had no idea something like this was going to happen to him today! He owed Bobby big time for this!

Nicole was exultant. Stacey seemed so shy, gentle, and inexperienced. She would be his teacher! Trembling violently, she moaned joyfully into his mouth as her tongue lashed his.

"If you want to leave, Stacey you can, right now, before this goes any farther," Nicole said breathlessly when the torrid kiss ended.

"Ah..." Stacey struggled for an answer. "I...I don't want to leave," he gasped. He was overwhelmed. He'd come here to see about getting a part-time job and now all this was happening. He couldn't believe his good fortune!

"Come with me, then, Stacey," Nicole said. She took the young man's hand and led him to her bedroom.

Nicole wasn't an experienced seductress but, she was turned on and alone with a virile young man. Lustful feelings, sweeping through her like a hurricane, were in charge and, joyfully, she was reacting to them. Inside the bedroom, she dropped the young man's hand and turned to face him. Slowly, she began unbuttoning the buttons that held her dress closed.

Stacey was stupefied. He was alone with Mrs. Everett, in her bedroom! Out in the living room she'd kissed him like he'd never been kissed before! When she did, he thought he was going to come in his pants! He had no idea just kissing somebody could do that! Now she was taking her dress off! He couldn't believe this was happening!

Nicole finished unbuttoning her dress and slowly let it fall from her shoulders. Since she was anticipating an afternoon of sexual delights with Bobby, she had purposely removed her underwear, so now that her dress was off, she was standing naked in front of Stacey, who gaped at her with wide, feverish eyes.

"Would you like to make love to me, Stacey?" Nicole whispered.

Stacey nodded rapidly. He'd never wanted anything more in his life!

"That's good, because I want you to make love to me, Stacey," Nicole purred, moving close to him. "I want you to very much!"

The red-faced boy still didn't move, so Nicole took control. She knelt, unzipped his pants, reached inside, pulled out his rigid cock and surveyed it. Actually, it looked, and felt, almost as big as Bobby's cock was. Now, if he could just use it as well as Bobby did... She bent her head forward and began licking and sucking the boy's swollen shaft.

Stacey thought he was going to explode! Mrs. Everett, the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen, had taken her clothes off for him and now she was sucking his cock! In his most ardent dreams, he'd never thought anything like this would ever happen to him! If she kept doing what she was doing, he was going to...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Mrs. Everett!!!" the young man cried. "Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I can't stop myself!!! Oh, God!!!!" Powerful spasms let loose deep inside him, then he felt himself erupting powerfully.

The sudden explosion of the young man's hot juices into her mouth caught Nicole by surprise. She was used to Bobby, who was a much more experienced lover than his friend, and didn't realize how turned on Stacey was, so she didn't expect him to come so soon. Just the same, when hot come coursed into her mouth from the boy's throbbing, jerking wand, Nicole began gulping, swallowing as much of the precious fluids spewing from him as she could. This was wonderful!

Wildly, Nicole continued to suck the boy's cock, enjoying every sensational explosion of the young man's spend. She wasn't worried. This wasn't going to end here. She and Stacey would do more, much more, and she knew it would be wonderful!

A brief time later, Stacey and Nicole, nude, lay on Nicole's bed. The young man, still flabbergasted by what had transpired since he and Bobby arrived at the Everett home, tentatively touched one of the woman's small, firm breasts. It was so warm, and her skin felt so silky! He slid his fingers over the swollen orb and heard the woman lying beside him moan softly.

"Yessssss!!!" Nicole murmured. "That's it! Touch my breasts, Stacey! Play with them! Kiss them!" Exultation swept over her like a tidal wave. Sex with him would be a wonderful, exciting experience! She groaned and her body arched while the young man's hand slid lightly over the straining, nerve-packed tip of one of her breasts. Yes!!!

Stacey continued to explore Mrs. Everett's body and, as he did, he noted with pleasure that his caresses were having a noticeable effect on the lovely woman. She kept begging him to touch her and was moaning and shaking as if she really liked it when he did! The young man continued to explore the woman's body avidly and, as he did, his cock once again grew hard.

"Oh, Stacey!" Nicole cooed, breathlessly, "You really do know how to make me feel good! I love the way you touch me! Ohhhhhhh!!!!" His hands seemed to be touching her everywhere, setting her nerves on edge, thrilling her, making her tingle with excitement from head to foot! "Don't stop, Stacey!! Ohhhhhh, lover!!! You're so gentle!! Don't ever stop!!!"

Stacey returned to fondling and stroking Mrs. Everett's breasts. He was mesmerized by them, especially her nipples, the first real ones he'd ever seen. They were so hard, so big, and it felt so good to rub his hands over them! He wondered what it would feel like to kiss them, so he bent his head and sucked one rigid, straining, finger-sized tip between his lips. That was even neater than touching them with his hand was!

Nicole moaned passionately, her body arched, and her hands pressed against the young man's head. "Gahhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God, Stacey!!! Oh, God!!! Yesssssss!!! Oh,Lover, Lover, Lover!!! Yesssss!!! Yessss!!! Kiss them!!!" she cried while the young man nursed her, as if he were her baby. "Oh, yessssss!!!! Kiss my breasts, Stacey!!!! Suck my nipples!!!!" Her breasts had always been super-sensitive and she gloried in the wild sensations the boy's lips and roaming hands were evoking. She felt herself being drawn inexorably into a whirlpool of bliss.

Stacey had no idea how much he was turning Mrs. Everett on. All he knew was that he'd never been so turned on in his life! All of his dreams, all of his fantasies, they all paled against the reality he was experiencing! He felt her stiffen, heard her gasp, then she began moaning, her body started thrashing, and the hands clutching his head tightened.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God, Stacey!!! Oh, God, Stacey!!! Oh, God!!! I'm coming!!!" Nicole wailed. "Oh, Stacey!!! Stacey!!! Stacey!!! Don't stop!!! Don't stop!!! I'm commmmmminnnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!" Release swept through her unexpectedly as her new teen lover sucked her breasts. She was as startled as he by the orgasm which overwhelmed her.

Stacey, astounded by when Mrs. Everett came, continued sucking and stroking her magnificent, quivering spheres and she continued to moan and writhe on the bed. 

Stacey's confidence grew as he caressed the woman's body. He knew he was giving her pleasure and his cock grew harder and began to throb. Soon he would get to make love with her! He could hardly wait!

Nicole wasn't sure she'd ever stop coming! Stacey's sucking was so insistent, and the sensations it caused so intense, she couldn't stop and didn't really want to! Finally, though, her body did begin to calm. She could feel herself sliding from bliss to gentle joy. The young man continued exploring and caressing her, however, and she felt herself begin once more to climb back toward ecstasy.

Stacey shifted position on the bed so he could reach more of her lovely body. As he did, his erect cock slid along Nicole's leg. She felt it and urged him on top of her. "Make love to me, Stacey!" she urged, "I want you in me!"

Stacey, shaking with anticipation, let his lover guide him, knowing instinctively they wanted the same thing. They were going to do it! She said she wanted him in her!

Nicole felt the young man's rigid pole pressing into her belly. She slid her hand between them and grasped the boy's engorged shaft. Then she swept the flared head of the lad's swollen cock between her juice-soaked, pulsing vaginal lips and held it there. "Now, Stacey! Take me!" she urged. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned as the young man's hard cock plunged into her.

Stacey felt as if he were on fire. When his cock sank into Mrs. Everett he almost fainted from the rush of wild, intense sensations that swept through him! Unable to remain still, he began driving into her, his hips pounding against her, spearing his cock into her. He was going to come again! He couldn't stop! It felt too good!

Nicole, too, responded more quickly than she expected. The powerful thrusts of Stacey's hips aroused her so intensely she couldn't control herself, couldn't slow her headlong rush toward release. She wanted to come! She needed to come! She...she was... "Stacey!!! Oh, God!!! Stacey!!! I'm coming!!! Oh,Stacey!!! I'm commmmmmminnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" she groaned. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Stacey!!! Stacey!!! Stacey!!! Stacey!!! Yessssssssssss!!! Oh, yesssssssssssss!!!!" She clutched at him, her hips bucking.

"Unnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Stacey groaned as his semen spewed into Mrs. Everett's wildly spasming body. He stiffened and held his hips against her as they rode out their shared joy. When the intense contractions of his loins ceased, he lowered himself onto her and kissed her. He felt her arms wrap around his neck, and her tongue slid into his mouth and duelled with his.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!! Oh, God!! That was so wonderful!!!" Nicole babbled. "Wonderful!!! Oh, God!!! You're magnificent!!! Stacey!!! Oh, Stacey!!!"

Stacey rolled off and laid, spent, on the bed next to her. The events of this morning had far exceeded anything he ever dreamed of! He wasn't sure why, or how, all this had come to pass, but he wasn't complaining. He just hoped she wouldn't come to her senses and kick him out.

Nicole had no intention of throwing the young man out. She rolled on her side, put her arm around him, and kissed him softly on the cheek. "You are a marvelous lover, Stacey," she said, and was delighted that he blushed. His obvious innocence was part of his charm.




Graduation and... Ch. 11



"You...you aren't mad at me?" Stacey asked.

"Mad at you!" Nicole exclaimed. "Stacey! You just made me feel wonderful! How could I be mad at you?" She pulled the young man against her and covered his mouth with hers.

Their hands began moving over each other's bare flesh and arousal began to grow in both of them again.

"I...ahhhhh...I think Bobby was right," Nicole thought, trembling, as the young man's hands moved over her, "Stacey will definitely be able to take care of everything he took care of! Wonderfully!" 

Stacey had been afraid Mrs. Everett would want to stop after they made love, but that wasn't what happened. Instead, Nicole - she had insisted he call her that - urged him to explore every inch of her body. He loved doing it and she really seemed to like having him do it. Her breasts were fantastic! Her skin was so soft, silky, and warm! Her ass was incredible! Just touching it made him rock-hard! Stacey was picking up the lessons of loving fast, and never had education been more exciting! He knew for sure she didn't plan on stopping when she began sucking his cock again. His organ expanded and grew, filling her mouth, roaring back to throbbing life.

"From the back," Nicole said, abandoning his cock and getting on her knees. "This time, take me from the back, Stacey!"

Stacey took one look at his lover's delightful body as she knelt on the bed next to him. Her succulent breasts hung under her, their tips straining toward the bed, and her beautifully formed bottom beckoned him. He moved behind her, then he plowed his cock into her like a roaring bull.

"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Nicole groaned when the young man's cock again invaded her body. She couldn't get enough of him! She never wanted this to end!

Muscles straining, Stacey lunged into Mrs. Everett, feeling her body shake, enjoying the friction of her snug vagina on his hard cock. He heard her mewls of delight, felt her body quiver, and lunged into her even harder. He'd come so much already, he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to come again! But his cock was hard and felt as if it would stay that way forever!

Nicole had lost count of the number of orgasms she'd had since she and Stacey began. They all blended into one long spiraling, joyous, whirl of fabulous sensation. And he was still doing it! Her young lover's hips slapped against her thighs as he repeatedly sank his cock into her. His hands cupped and squeezed her dangling breasts, making her crazier and crazier with need!

"Stacey!!! Oh, God, Stacey!!!" Nicole moaned, "Yessss!!! Oh, lover, yesssssss!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Stacey!!!!! Stacey!!!!! Stacey!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm commmmiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggg!!!! I'm commmmmmmmiiiiinnnnnnnngggggggggg agggggainnnnnn!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Once again, her body exploded into paroxysms of bliss.

Stacey felt Nicole's vagina spasming, clasping his cock, as she sank to the bed, weak from coming. He kept his hips moving, his cudgel plowing into her, his powerful hips a blur.

"Oh!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!!" Nicole gasped as her young lover's thrusts continued. Wasn't he ever going to stop? She wasn't sure she'd be able to walk again after today!

Stacey sensed the growing tension deep in his body. He was going to come again! On he went, his body a pile-driver, pounding joy into his lover's body.

Nicole wasn't sure she could stand much more! Stacey was fucking her hard, driving her head against the pillow. She couldn't understand how he could keep going so long. If he kept it up much longer, she was liable to...

"Nicole!!! Oh, God!!!! Mrs. Everett!!!!" Stacey screamed as he erupted, his pleasure exquisite, almost painful. "Mrs. Everettttt!!! Oh, God!!! Gahhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Eeeeeeeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yesssssssss!!!!" Nicole cried. "Yesssssssss!!! Agggggggggainnnnnnnnn!!! Oh, God!!! Agggggainnnnnnn!!!" Nicole's shrieks of joy echoed through her house as her teen lover hosed her insides, triggering still another intense orgasm.

"Stacey, I'm sorry, but my husband will be home soon," Nicole told the exhausted young man a bit later. "You better go." She leaned over him and kissed him. "I wish you didn't have to."

Stacey pulled his lover's mouth to his, and their lips joined in a deep, heated kiss. "That's OK," he told her when the kiss ended, "I understand."

He lay there, watching, as Nicole got off the bed and stood there, her ripe, firm body displayed for him. Then she bent over, picked up her dress, and slipped into it.

Nicole was acutely aware of her new teenage lover's admiring gaze. "You know, Stacey," she said, "I think you better come over again tomorrow..."

"I sure will!" Stacey replied.



Graduation and... Ch. 12



Helen Parker and her husband Dave were in the process of getting a divorce. When the couple first separated, the woman did get a restraining order, but as the divorce progressed and things went well, she dropped it. Unfortunately, her estranged husband had begun to drink more and more and, as the divorce proceedings continued, he began behaving more and more irrationally.

Finally, Helen, frightened by her estranged husband's behavior, had the restraining order reinstated. Then, one day while she was doing laundry, she saw his car come squealing into the driveway. It stopped just short of hitting the garage doors.

The frightened woman called the police, who told her they would send an officer over immediately. She was still on the phone when her husband crashed through the back door.

"Helen! Where the fuck are you, you bitch!" Dave screamed. "I'm sick 'a the way you're fuckin' me over! I'm gonna fix your ass once and for all."

"Please! Hurry!" Helen whispered into the phone.

"I can hear him, ma'am," the police dispatcher told her. "Just stay calm and try to keep away from him. Get out of the house if you can. I'll tell our officers to hurry." She turned and pressed a button on the radio panel. "Dispatch to units responding to Williams Street," she said. "The subject is in the house. He sounds pretty out of control. You better step on it." There was a sound of sirens over the radio when two police cars responding acknowledged the dispatcher's message.

Detective Sergeant Joe Denton was on his way back to the station from doing interviews for a burglary investigation and heard the patrol cars being assigned to the domestic call. Detectives normally didn't respond to domestic call, but he was a veteran officer and knew those were the most dangerous calls officers handled. He was debating whether to back up the uniformed cops when he heard the dispatcher announce that the call had turned urgent. He was just around the corner from the address, so he picked up his radio microphone and said, "David-fifteen to dispatch."

"Dispatch, go ahead, David-fifteen," the dispatcher responded.

"I'm less than a minute from that domestic and responding," Joe said. "Tell the uniforms to hurry."

"Copy, David-fifteen, will do," the dispatcher said.

About thirty seconds later, Joe slid his unmarked car to a stop in front of a nice brick two-story home. He signed off with the dispatcher, took his portable radio, got out of the car, and started up the sidewalk, checking his pistol as he did. He was near the front door when he heard a scream from the rear of the house. He started for the back of the house, breaking into a run. "David-fifteen to dispatch," he yelled as he ran. "Advise the uniforms I'm in the rear of the house."

"Copy, David-fifteen," the dispatcher responded. "Your backup is less than a minute out."

Helen was running across the back yard, and her enraged husband was lurching along behind her, yelling at her. She was desperately trying to escape from him because she was sure he'd kill her if she didn't. Where were the police?

Joe reached the back of the house and saw the two people going across the back yard. An attractive woman appeared to be running from a huge, apparently drunken, man. "Stop! Police!" the officer yelled. He could hear the sounds of sirens coming closer.

Dave's pursuit of his wife was forgotten when he heard the policeman's voice. He stopped chasing his wife, turned, and looked stupidly at the man standing near the corner of the house. "Who the fuck are you?" he yelled.

"Jamestown Police," Joe replied. "Get on the ground! Do it now!"

"Fuck you!" Dave responded.

The sirens stopped. There was the sound of squealing tires and slamming doors, then two uniformed officers appeared behind the house. "You OK, sarge?" one of them asked Joe.

"I'm fine," he replied. "That's the perp over there. He looks drunk and he's not listening."

"Get on your face and do it now!" the uniformed officer yelled at Dave, who was a little confused by the fact that there were at least two cops and a guy in a suit here.

Helen stood behind a tree, watching as the cops confronted the man who would soon be her ex-husband. Slowly, Dave turned to face the cops. Then he shook his head and sank to his knees. When he did the two officers in uniform quickly walked over to him, pushed him onto his belly, yanked his hands behind him, and handcuffed him. The other officer, in plainclothes, walked toward the tree she was hiding behind.

"It's all right, ma'am," Joe told the clearly frightened woman. "He's in custody. You're safe now."

"Th...thank you! Oh, thank you!" Helen exclaimed. She threw herself into the officer's arms and began to sob. 

After Dave had been hauled away by the uniformed officers, Helen and the detective were sitting in her kitchen, drinking coffee. She found Joe--he'd introduced himself--to be very personable. And she did feel she owed him a lot. 

Helen gazed across the kitchen table at the policeman. "He's handsome...in a rugged sort of way," she thought. "I wonder if he's married." "I don't know how to thank you, Sergeant Denton," she said. "If...if you hadn't showed up when you did, I think Dave might well have tried to kill me." She was pleased to see him blush.

"Ah, you...you don't owe me any thanks," Joe said. "I was just doing my job."

Joe sat there, looking at Helen with just as much interest as she had been looking at him. He couldn't get over how pretty she was. He felt compelled to tell her that, although he wasn't sure why. He took a deep breath. "You know, you...you are just about the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said softly.

Helen didn't know what to say. "Ah...thank you...ah, Joe, she murmured. She got up, and so did the policeman. They began moving toward each other. Soon they were very close and she was terribly conscious of how near he was, and how thrilling it was to have him that near. Then his face began slowly moving toward hers and Helen realized, with a shudder of delight, that he intended to kiss her. When their lips finally did meet, it was as if she'd received an electric shock. With a soft groan, she moved into the man's arms, pressing her body against his.

Joe had no idea why he'd done what he just did, but he'd kissed her and it was too late to stop now. As his lips pressed against the woman's, he felt her body crushing against his, and his penis began to stiffen.

Neither Joe nor Helen knew exactly how it happened but somehow, they wound up in her bed, their clothes a tangled pile on the floor. Joe's hands were sliding over Helen's bare skin, thrilling her. He had big hands, rough ones, but his touch was gentle and exciting.

While the policeman caressed her, Helen explored his body with her hands. It was hard, heavily muscled, and she felt ridges, possibly scars in a few places. The thought that his body felt so different from her nephew's flashed through her mind but was washed away by incredibly sweet sensations when his lips closed over one of her nipples. She pressed tighter against him, groaning, and felt his erection pressing against the softness of her belly. She knew he wanted her, and she wanted him! Desperately!

"You're so beautiful! So beautiful!" Joe moaned as he continued caressing and exploring the woman's lush body. He had no idea why he was acting like this. He'd been a cop for twenty years and in all that time, nothing like this had ever happened to him before. "So beautiful!"

"I need you, Joe!" Helen murmured in reply. "Please, Joe, make love to me! I need you!"

Joe rolled atop her and his bulk pressed her down against the bed. She reached between them, gripped his cock, and guided it to where she wanted it so badly. "Unnnnhhhh!!!!" she moaned when the swollen fleshy tube began to enter her body, filling her with warmth and thrills as it advanced into her. As good as making love with her nephew was, this was better, far better!

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Joe groaned. He couldn't help himself. His hips started going wild. He hadn't made love with a woman in months and was more turned on than he could ever remember being. "Can't wait!!! Oh, God!! Feels too good!! I can't wait!!!"

Helen couldn't wait, either. Her body yearned for release. "Take meeeeee!!! Joe!!! Please!!! Take meeeeee!!!!!" she cried, her hands raking his back, her legs locking behind his. "Nowwwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwww!!!! Joe!!! Oh, God, Joe!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggggg!!! Please!! Please!!! Take me nowwwwww!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Wild sensations exploded through her, filling her with ecstasy.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she heard Joe groan, then his hot cream was splashing into her.

Joe clung to Helen as their ardor cooled, loving the way it felt to have his hard body pressed against hers. After a bit, he leaned over and began planting kisses all over her chest. In turn, he took each of her tender nipples into his mouth, his tongue and lips drawing each bud out to full, swollen, tingling hardness.

"Oh, Joe!" Helen moaned, "God, I love that!" He was thrilling her in ways she hadn't believed it was possible to be thrilled. While his lips and tongue teased her breasts, his hand slid through her damp, curly pubic hair. "Yesssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!" she moaned. Her hips lifted, offering her body to his touch.

Joe's lips moved down the satiny smooth underslopes of his partner's breasts, building thrill upon incredible thrill. Helen's hips rolled and strained, seeking more of his touch.

"Ohhhhh!!! God!!" she murmured, "You're so gentle! I can't believe how gentle you are!"

Joe continued his ever-so-soft exploration of Helen's body. He wanted this to be a time she'd never forget. He certainly wouldn't forget it. He had no idea when he arrived to assist the uniformed officers with the domestic complaint that something like this would happen. Ever since his divorce had become final a year earlier, he'd been lonely. He tongued her navel, bringing a gasp of delight from her.

"Oh, God, Joe, you're making me crazy!!" Helen cried. "Don't...don't ever stop!"

Joe had no intention of stopping. Their first fervid coupling might have taken the edge off his need, but he was still powerfully turned on. Her body was so ravishing, so responsive. Every time he touched her, it thrilled him more. "I need you so badly!" he said, "You are exquisite!"

"I...I'm glad you think so," Helen murmured. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhh!!!" Moans of delight began coming from her when his fingers, which were exploring her soaked vagina, parted her sensitive labia and slid between them. An explosion of bliss shook her as his probing fingers moved over her clit. "Ahhhhhhh!!! Darling!!! That's wonderful!!! Oh,darling!!! Darling!!!!" she cried while her hips rocked uncontrollably.

Joe's hands and lips continued their gentle, insistent explorations, driving her still wilder.

"Please!!!! Please, Joe!!!" she begged at last, able to wait no more, "I want you!!! Joe!!! Joe!!! Take me again!! Please, Joe!!! Take me!!!"

Thrilled by her desperate pleas, Joe rolled atop her and lowered his powerful body onto hers. She reached between them and guided his throbbing, erect shaft back into her.

"Yessssss!!! Yessssss!!!" Helen groaned. Her hips rose off the bed, her hot, pulsing vagina engulfing his descending erection, which was once again filling her and giving her the most wonderful feelings. "That's what I need!!! Darling!!! Darling!!!"

Once he had his engorged organ deeply embedded in the woman's body, Joe began to move slowly. The clasping walls of her vagina caused painfully sweet sensations to rip through him as he slid it in and out of her. He was excited beyond belief. He couldn't stand moving slowly for long. His bodies needs overpowered his mind and he felt his hips beginning to move more and more rapidly.

When Helen felt the pace of the man's thrusting increase, she was overjoyed. "Yessssss!!! Yesssss!!! Darling, yessssss!!!" she groaned, "Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I'm going to...I'm, I'm commmmminnnnngggggg!!! I'm commmmmminnnnnngggggg!!! Oh, Godddddddddddddd!!! Oh, Goddddddddddddddddd!!!!"

Her spasms and quivers drew Joe with her. "Uhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" he moaned as, once again, the exhilarating sensations of orgasm washed over him from head to toe and his penis emptied a powerful shower of hot fluids into the woman's writhing body.

Spent after their second intense union, Joe and Helen lay naked in her bed, still flushed with the afterglow of their wonderful joining. Joe couldn't keep his hands off Helen's lovely body. His fingers moved softly over her breasts, teasing a semi-hard nipple

Helen squirmed as his feather-like touch sent new tingles of delight through her. "Oh, God, Joe, you're driving me crazy!" she groaned. She'd met this man less than two hours earlier, but she found being with him both comforting and very exciting.

"I hope so," Joe said and kissed her. "Because that's exactly what I want to do."

Helen returned the kiss and pressed her body against his. His hands slid around her, then raced lightly up and down her back, causing thrills to penetrate deep into her.

"How...Ohhhhh!!!...I can't...Uhhhhh!!!...get over...Ahhhhh!!...how gentle....Ahhhhhh!!!...you...arreeeee!!! Ahhhhh!!!" she stammered. She trembled and gasped with joy as his seeking, searching hands glided over her, his touch so incredibly light and wonderful it almost made her cry.

Joe's lips kept moving, kissing down her neck, onto her chest.

Helen's body strained upward, offering her luscious breasts to his maddening caresses. "Yessss!!! Oh, yessssss!!!!" she moaned while his lips moved up the slope of one fleshy mound, teasing, tickling, then engulfing the re-erected tip. Any coherent thoughts she might have had were washed away by a flood of tingling, electric sensations.

Joe's lips moved from her breasts across her quaking body. His hands began stroking her legs as his lips traveled over her fine form. She experienced a bright explosion of incredible bliss when his mouth covered her pulsing vagina and his tongue began lashing her clit and probing into her quivering hole.

"Joe!!! Oh, God, Joe!!!" she cried. Sweet sensations filled her, sensations so intense she was afraid she'd come. He seemed to sense how close she was and backed off, kissing and licking the less-sensitive skin surrounding her vagina, stroking her legs. He maintained her high level of excitement, holding her there, at the very brink of bliss, but not letting her go over. Her hips rocked and rose and fell as he loved her.

Helen wasn't the only one at the outer limits of control. The feel of her, the sounds of passion escaping from her, and her taste, all of them combined to have Joe, too, poised at the edge of orgasm once again. He'd been without sex too long, and Helen was too lovely. He raised his head from between her smooth legs, then climbed between them. He lowered his hips and, as if drawn by an irresistible force, his erection slid into her.

"I need you!!! Yessss!!! I need you!!!" Helen cried, grabbing at his muscular back as his cock slid into her once more. "Oh, God, Joe, it feels so wonderful when you're in me!!"

Wildly they thrashed, bucking, writhing, their pubic bones banging together, sensation upon sensation exploding out of their joined centers, radiating out into their bodies, flowing back and forth. It was as if they'd fused into one pulsing, seeking, sensual carnal entity.

"Take me, Joe!!! Please!!! Please!!!" Helen begged, about to come. "Please!!! I want to feel you come with me!!! Please!!! Please!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, Goddddddddddddd!!! Oh, Godddddddddddd!!!! Oh, Godddddddddddddd!!! I...I can't stop myself!!! Oh, Godddddddd!!! It's...It's happening!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, darling, yessssssssssss!!!!!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!" Joe cried. His body went rigid and, with an eruption so intense he could feel it from the tips of his toes to the roots of his hair, he emptied his hot fluids into her.

His passion spent, Joe held himself over Helen for a few seconds, then he pulled his softening cock out of her, rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms, loving the way her body snuggled against his.

"I can't get enough of you," Helen said. "The more we make love, the more I want to."

"I know," Joe agreed, "it's that way for me, too."

"Is...is all this real?" she asked, "Or is it just some kind of wonderful dream?"

Joe kissed her long and hard. Holding her face in his strong hands, he said, "This better be real," he said. "I'm not sure I could handle it if it was just a dream."

Helen clung to him and they lay like that, holding each other, for a long time, not talking, each one enjoying the comfort of the other's body.

Joe turned, pulled her into his arms and again they kissed. This time it was his turn to express something that had been bothering him. "You know," he said tentatively, "I...I am on duty and..."

"You have to leave, don't you," Helen said.

Joe nodded. "I...I have other calls I have to make. Dispatch is gonna have a fit if I don't report in soon." He chuckled. "How would it look if they sent someone out looking for me?"

Helen kissed him. "Can...can you stop back, later, after work?" she asked.

Joe smiled and said, "I kinda hoped you'd ask. Of course I will." He kissed her once more, got up, slipped his clothes back on, and left.



Graduation and... Ch. 13



Lois Tillman lay on her bed, her lush body quivering with unsatisfied desire, while she watched her lover, Doreen Ingalls, disrobe. Her husband, Rod, was away overnight at a coaching conference, so they didn't have to worry about him catching them together. Lois was actually looking forward to spending the whole weekend making love with Doreen.

Lois needed loving so badly! Her hand stole to her yearning pussy and she began stroking her clit. If no one else was available to satisfy her, she'd have to do it herself! She caressed herself, her body moving in ecstatic response to a rush of self-induced pleasure. Small moans of delight escaped from her lips.

"You don't need to do that, my darling, Doreen said. The bed sank as she sat down on it. Lois opened her eyes and looked up into her lover's face.

"I...I..." Lois stammered. "I need you so desperately, darling!"

"I know you do! I need you just as much!" the gorgeous dark-haired assistant principal said. Her hand began moving soothingly over Lois's nude body.

Doreen's touch comforted Lois, but did much more, too. Unquenched fires of passion raged in her. Lois sat up and laid her head on Doreen's shoulder.

"There, there," her friend said, "I'll take care of you. I know exactly what you need."

Lois looked into Doreen's eyes and saw longing. Their faces moved slowly together, then their lips joined and wild feelings roiled in Lois.

"Please, Doreen, make love to me!" Lois begged the assistant principal after their torrid kiss ended. "I need to be made love to so badly! I need to have you make me come!"

"Of course, my dear," Doreen replied, lowering Lois to the bed. She began to kiss Lois's neck and shoulders. Lois was exultant. Doreen's caresses were so wonderful! The blonde-haired teacher's passion grew rapidly to a fever pitch. The assistant principal's soft hands cupped her breasts and her light kisses teased her flesh. The tips of her breasts strained and tingled. Then one super-sensitive tip was engulfed by warmth when Doreen drew it into her mouth.

"Yessssss!! Ahhhhhhhh!! So wonderful!!" Lois moaned. A hand traveled down over her belly, between her legs, and found her clit. With a loud groan, the pretty teacher arched her back, lifting her hips off the bed. Her hips began to twist and turn as the assistant principal's hand whirled on her engorged clit. Then, without warning, the release Lois sought was hers.

"C-C-C-C-Commmmminnnnnnggggg!! Oh, God, I'm commminnnggggg!!" Lois cried as explosion after explosion of joy shook her. "Don't stop!! My Goddddd!! Don't ever stopppp!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Doreen kissed and caressed Lois until her friend's need was finally sated. At last, the women lay locked in each other's arms.

"Rod's going to be away for a couple of days," Lois whispered when she could finally talk again. "I was thinking..."

Doreen looked into her friend's eyes. "I know," she said. "Are you asking me to stay?"

"Yes," Lois answered. "Oh, yes!" Doreen was loving and thoughtful. She needed some love and tenderness.

Doreen sat up and, smiling at Lois, unfastened her hair and letting it fall loose.

Lois watched her friend's dark tresses cascade around her shoulders. The action turned Doreen's appearance from severe to stunning. The gorgeous assistant principal laid back down on the bed, took her blonde companion in her arms and they kissed again. Lois's arms locked around her companion as she avidly returned the kiss. Passion once more began to stir in her.

Because they had to breathe, the kiss had to end. The lovely women lay in each other's arms, chests heaving, gazing into each other's eyes.

"Want to make love again?" Doreen asked.

"Yesss!!" Lois replied. "You know I do!"

Doreen pulled Lois into her arms and once again their lips joined. Lois felt the other woman's hands coasting lightly over her body and thrills roared through her.

"Make love to me again!" Lois urged. "Please, Doreen! Make love to me!"

"I will, my darling," her lover replied.

Lois's hands traced the outline of her companion's breasts, drawing a low moan of pleasure from the other woman.

At the same time Lois caressing her breasts, Doreen caressed her companion's breasts, teasing the tips to straining tumescence. Lois felt giddy and her legs began to tremble.

Doreen rolled Lois onto her back and began raining soft, teasing kisses everywhere on her body. Her hair caressed Lois, a silken touch that soon had Lois writhing with need.

The assistant principal's hand combed softly through Lois's pubic hair, then moved to the puffy lips of her pussy. Lois felt as if she would explode as Doreen's soft fingers gently teased her damp opening and her friend's silken skin brushed against hers.


"Ohhhhhh!!" she moaned as Doreen slid first one finger, then two, into her. Her hips rocked, rising off the bed, seeking more of the exquisite pleasure she was being given. Her body fluttered with ecstasy while the assistant principal's lips roamed over it. The fingers invading her began a slow, maddeningly wonderful thrusting. In and out, in and out, the arousing digits moved.

"Ahhhhhh!!" Lois moaned when her companion's thumb came to rest on her ultra-sensitive clit. Her hips went wild. She exploded with delight, her body arching off the bed, whirlpools of pleasure swirling from her loins out into the rest of her body.

"Yesssssss!! Yessssss!! Yesssssss!!" she cried. "Oh, Goddddddd!! Oh, Godddddddd!! Oh, Goddddddd!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!! Yesssssssss!! I'm commmminnngggggggg!!"

Doreen continued her caresses, her head lying on Lois's belly, until the frantic movements of the woman's body calmed. Once Lois lay still on the bed, she slid up and took her in her arms.

"Oh, God, Doreen!" Lois gushed, kissing her companion. "That was so wonderful! So wonderful!"

Doreen continued caressing the attractive teacher, who couldn't believe how turned on she still was. She'd had two intense orgasms, and yet she was being fired up with need all over again! It was only a short time before her companion's feather-light touches had her writhing with passion once more.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!" Lois moaned, "Ohhhhhhh!! Ohhhhhh!!" Pleasure suffused every pore of her body. It was as if her body was one huge, super-sensitive pleasure nerve! Doreen always made her feel wonderful!

Soft lips moved through her pubic hair, then her lover's tongue was exploring her vagina. It slid between the puffy, silken lips, circled the top of the opening, shocking Lois with delight, then it slid between the folds of skin, teasing her opening. Once more, Lois's back arched, her hips rose from the bed and her body begged for more.

"Ahhhhhh!! Ahhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhh!!" Lois moaned, her mind awhirl with lust. "That's...so...wonderful!! Don't...Ahhhh!!...don't stoppppp!! Don't ever stopppppp!!"

Doreen covered her friend's dripping opening with her mouth, her hands cupped Lois's firm buttocks, and her tongue slid and out of Lois's quivering pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" Lois screamed, her hands tearing at the bedcovers, as yet another powerful orgasm wracked her. "Gahhhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

When Doreen was finally done with her, Lois lay panting on the bed, superbly satisfied. Once more, they rolled into each other's arms.

"Ohhhh, Doreen!!" Lois gushed. She kissed her friend, thrusting her tongue between the other woman's lips where it met the assistant principal's tongue and dueled with it. Thrills raced through both of them.

The kiss over, Lois began kissing her lover's neck onto the woman's chest. Lois licked the rosy area around the base of one nipple, watching the finger-thick bud swell out of the flesh that surrounded it. Once the nipple had stiffened, Lois took it in her mouth.

"Yesssss!! Oh, darling, yessssss!!" Doreen groaned, her hands tangling in her lover's hair, pulling her face tighter against her breasts.

As Doreen had done to her, Lois thoroughly kissed and caressed each of the magnificent mounds on the assistant principal's chest, which heaved wonderfully in response. Once she felt she'd accorded those fine breasts enough attention, Lois began kissing her way down over the other woman's rounded belly which was covered by soft, silken skin.

"My sweet thing!" Doreen moaned as Lois made love to her. Her body began writhing as her level of pleasure rose to unbearable levels.

Lois moved her hands and lips through Doreen's kinky pubic hair, into her groin. She paused, then began exploring her lover's vagina. She touched the petal-soft folds of flesh and heard her friend gasp with delight. Doreen was soaking wet with excitement and her hips rolled as Lois touched her.

Lois tentatively slipped a finger into her friend's body, feeling the fiery warmth of her need. She found, and toyed with, the other woman's erect, swollen clit.

"Ahhhhhhh!!" Doreen moaned, her hips jerking. "Please!! Please my darling!! Eat me!! Eat meeeee!!"

Lois did. Inserting two slim fingers into the other woman's opening, she began licking Doreen's turgid clit, then she sucked it between her lips.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!" Doreen groaned. Her body began to thrash wildly. "My darling!! My sweet darling!! That's itttttt!! Eeeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Eeeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhhh!! Eeeeeeeeyyyyaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Lois persisted with her caresses until her companion's wild motions stilled and the other woman lay quiet on the bed. She felt wonderful! She had shared loving.

"Come up here so I can hold you, my love," Doreen said, and Lois did. Their arms and legs entwined, the sated, happy women were soon asleep.



Graduation and... Ch. 14



Helen Parker paced back and forth in her living room. She was nervous and couldn't keep from wondering if Joe Denton, the police officer she'd met that afternoon, really would return that evening as he promised he would. Was what happened between them a one-time thing? Was he one of those jerky guys who'd take advantage of finding a woman at a weak moment and... The phone rang, startling her. She picked it up and stammered, "Hel...hello?"

"You still want me to come over?" Joe Denton asked.

"Of course," Helen replied. Her anxiety was replaced by anticipation. Maybe it wasn't just a quick fling for him after all. Suddenly she couldn't wait until he got there.

"I'll be there in about a half an hour," Joe told her. "I have to stop at the station and drop off my unit."

After the longest half-hour Helen ever endured, Joe walked into her kitchen through the back door. She ran to him and was scooped up in his powerful arms. She kissed him wildly and locked her arms around his neck. "I wasn't sure you would come," she said breathlessly.

"Why not?" Joe asked.

"I don't know, I guess I was just afraid that you'd think..." she began.

"I think you're lovely, and I want you," he said, setting her back on her feet.

Helen looked up at him. She didn't want to talk anymore. "Make love to me, Joe! Now!"

"Here?" Joe exclaimed, looking surprised, then he picked her up in his arms and again their lips met. Carrying Helen as if she were a child he walked through the kitchen, toward the bedroom.

"I feel like a bride," Helen whispered in his ear.

"I guess that makes me a bridegroom, then," Joe said.

He carried her into the master bedroom, put her down, then began unbuttoning her blouse. Helen opened his shirt then, when both of them were naked from the waist up, she moved against him, her erect nipples boring into his strong, hairy chest, sending ripples of delight rushing through both of them.

She didn't want to wait, so she backed off, undid his belt, then opened his pants, which slid down his slim hips. Then she pushed off his underpants and left him standing nude in front of her, huge erection bobbing like a fishing pole. Her soft, warm hand encircled the fleshy cudgel and began stroking it.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Joe groaned, heat filling his body. He somehow managed to get Helen's jeans off, then he cupped her lovely ass in his big hands and pulled her against him. His shaft slid between her lovely legs and he felt her wet opening caressing it.

"The bed!!!" Helen gasped, "Let's get in bed!"

Joe laid her down, laid down next to her, and immediately moved his lips to her swollen breasts, mouthing the nipples, hardening them, sucking them until Helen felt so good she could hardly breathe.

"Ohhhhh!!! God!!!" she gushed, her body arching and twisting. She really did feel like a bride on her wedding night. Actually, Joe was making her feel better than she had on her wedding night. Her husband had passed out drunk after they got to their room.

Joe's lips continued to move, down through the valley between her breasts, across the area where they rose from her chest, and on down over her abdomen. Helen clawed at the sheets, her toes clenching, her legs trembling.

Slowly, spreading delight through Helen's body, Joe's lips moved slowly downward. They trailed fire across her belly, then he tongued her navel. Helen gasped, her head rolling from side to side. "Ohhhhhh!!! Joe!!! You make me feel so good!!!" she groaned.

"I'm glad," he replied, then he continued his delicious exploration of her body. Into the Vee between her legs he let his hands roam, and her body shook. She spread her legs, opening herself to him. Her hips thrust upward, her vagina glistening with dewy droplets of excitement.

"Touch me!! Please, Joe, touch me!!!" she cried.

"I will, baby, in time," he said.

Still his hands and lips moved over her, caressing her smooth inner thighs, gliding up one, then down the other, then back up again. Helen was so turned on that the muscles of her legs were quivering uncontrollably. Nearer and nearer his caresses came to her pulsating center. Her body arched, her hips no longer in contact with the bed.

"Please, darling!!!" Helen moaned, "Don't tease me!!! I need you!!!"

Joe surprised her by blowing softly on her vagina. The effect on Helen was as if she'd been given an electric shock. "Kiss meeeeeeee!!! Kiss meeeeeee!!! Yessssss!!!! Please!!!!" she cried.

Joe extended his tongue and gently, softly, dragged it through her vaginal crevice. He loved the sweet taste of her. Helen's back was arched so powerfully she feared she'd break in two. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she cried when his mouth covered her sopping vagina. "Yessssssss!!! Oh, darling, yesssssssss!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! Goddddddddddd!!! I'm commmmmminnnngggggg!!!! Oh, Joe!!! Oh, Joe!!! Oh, Joe!!!"

Joe grasped her hips and held on as she bucked through her intense orgasm. When her motions finally slowed, he lowered her gently to the bed. His shaft as rigid as that of a marble statue, he stretched out on the bed next to Helen. She rolled over and smiled at him.

"I could come to love you!" she said. "That...that was incredible! What about you?"

"I'm still here," Joe replied, smiling.

"Lay back," she told him, "it's my turn."

Joe rolled on his back and Helen began to make love to him. She kissed and licked his nipples until they stood out like tiny fingers on his chest. Then her lips moved down across his muscular body, toward his towering shaft. She reached out cupped it gently in her hand, and began stroking it.

"You...you'd better be careful!" Joe said in a voice quivering with urgency, "You're liable to make a mess if you aren't careful!"

"Wouldn't want that," Helen said. "I want to feel that lovely stuff of yours shooting into me." She discovered, to her surprise, that making love to him was exciting her. She loved the way his hips moved, the urgency she felt in his body as her hands and lips moved over him. She needed him! She slid her body atop his, trapping his shaft between them. Then she raised her hips and felt the tip of his erection slide along her sensitized labia.

Joe thrust upward, and the head of his throbbing shaft entered her. Neither of them could wait any longer. Their hips began to pound together, intense sensations ripped through them, and they both moaned with joy.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Helen moaned, pushing herself up on outstretched arms, continuing to rotate her hips.

"I can't wait!!!" Joe moaned. He cupped her bobbing breasts and his thumbs rubbed the nipples as his hips drove up off the bed. "I'm commmmmminnnnngggggg, baby!!!" he moaned when he began spewing his molten, sticky fluids into her.

"Yessssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!! Yessssssss!!!" Helen cried, coming, too. "Give it to meeeeeeeeee, Joe!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggg!!! I'm commmminnnnnngggg, toooooooo!!!! Yesssssssssss!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!!!!!"

Once more, they snuggled against each other, resting. After a while, Helen moved and looked into her companion's blue eyes.

"Do you think I'm awful for acting the way I've acted?" she asked hesitantly.

"I think you're wonderful!" Joe replied. To prove it he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His hands started to move over her body and Helen began responding again to his touch.

His lips moved to her breast, captured a nipple.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" Helen could do little more than moan.

After a delectably long and maddening period of attention to her breasts and rigid nipples, Joe pushed himself up on his elbow and said, "Turn over."

Helen did and immediately she felt his hands and lips begin moving over her back, sending ripples of delight into her. Sensations spread before his moving hands in ever-widening waves, the way water spreads before the bow of a ship.

Helen was surprised and elated by the thoroughness with which Joe kissed and caressed each of her buttocks. The incredible sensations she was feeling grew even more intense when his finger began to explore the cleft between the finely-formed globes of her bottom. He was making her wild!

Her hips began to rock and she pulled her knees under her, elevating her bottom, offering it to him. His finger traced the tiny pucker of her nether opening. "My God, Joe!" she moaned. "That's incredible! Soooo nice!!"

Joe began to stroke her thighs, continuing to electrify her, then he moved his attentions to her vagina, his fingers sliding between the well-lubricated, silken lips, toying with the sensitive bud of her clit. He stroked the little expanse of flesh between her vagina and anus, sending more jolts of excitement through her.

"Oh, God, Joe, you're driving me crazy!" she whimpered, "I can't stand it! It feels too good!!"

With tantalizing slowness, he slid one finger into her palpitating opening, slick with the juices of lust. His other hand slid down her belly onto her engorged clit.

"Mmmmmmmpppphhhh!!!!" Helen moaned into the pillow as his finger began to probe while his hand twirled her clit. "Please, Joe, I need you! Take me!! Please!!! Take meeee!!!"

She felt movement on the bed then and his hand left her clit. He was moving behind her, between her legs. She shook with anticipation at what would come next. His hands clasped her hips, raised them higher, making her a lovely target for his engorged cock.

He moved closer and Helen felt his erection slide against her thigh, hot and hard.

"Please!" she moaned, pushing back against him. She felt the tip of his erect member slid into her soaking wet opening. "Yessssss!!! Put it in!! Put it in meeeeeee!!!" she cried.

With a powerful thrust, Joe entered her all the way. She'd never felt so filled! His movement drove her head against the pillow. She reached down, touched herself at the point of their joining, and could feel his shaft sliding in and out of her.

"I can feel you!!!" she groaned, "I can feel you fucking me!" Her fingers twirled her clit as Joe drove into her. "Now!!! Oh, God!!! Now!!!" she screamed. Her back arched and she bucked like a wild horse as orgasm overwhelmed her. "Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yesssssssssssssss!!! Yessssssssssssss!!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!!!"

"Take itttttt!!!" Joe bellowed, "Oh, baby, I'm coming, too!!!" Once more, he deluged Helen's insides with his torrid cream.

They rocked and bucked against each other until there was nothing left to share, then Joe pulled his partially hard shaft from her and flopped onto the bed.

Helen couldn't move and stayed as she was for a while, her head on the pillow, her body curving wonderfully up into the air, her gorgeous ass still exposed. Slowly, she laid down and turned to face Joe, looking lovingly into his smiling countenance.

"You are incredible!" she whispered.

Joe smiled at her. "You, too," he replied.

They moved into each other's arms and lay there for a while, holding each other, savoring the warmth between them.

"You know," she said, "As crazy as this might sound, I think I could fall in love with you. I don't think that would be hard at all."

"How can you say that? We just met," Joe asked.

Helen shrugged. "I...I don't know...I just have this feeling, you know?" she said.

"Well, I guess it isn't all that crazy. I think I'm falling for you," Joe said, shocking her. "I can't explain it, it's how I feel," he continued, kissing her on the forehead.

Helen nuzzled against him. She didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything.

After a while, Joe stirred, and lay back. "Would you like some dinner?" 

"I'd love some," Helen replied. "I'm famished. You want me to make something?"

"Why don't we go out, my treat?" Joe said. He felt as if he needed time to rest up before...whatever.

"That's fine by me," Helen said. "Where do you want to go?"

"I think I know a place you'll like," Joe told her. "Do you trust me?"

"Do I have any choice?" Helen retorted.

"Not if you want me to buy you dinner," Joe snapped, grinning.

"Then we'll go where you want to go," Helen told him.

They got up, took a friendly shower, then, still naked, walked back into the bedroom.

"Damn." Joe pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "I can't keep my hands off you."

"Hey," Helen pushed him away playfully, "I thought you were going to feed me."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot," Joe said. He looked around. "Let's see, where are my clothes." He slipped on his trousers, shirt, and shoes.

Helen fixed her hair and applied a little makeup, then she slipped on a silky dark-blue dress that clung enticingly to her fine body. Feeling bold, she decided not to wear a bra, and she put on a very scanty pair of bikini panties. She'd never gone out in public wearing so little under her clothes, and felt a little self-conscious, but she decided Joe was worth it.

A short time later, they were seated in a shadowy booth in a very nice restaurant. "This is super!" Helen told Joe. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. The movement caused her breasts to sway slightly under the silken top of her dress, and the contact of the smooth fabric against her semi-rigid nipples sent a tremor of delight racing through her, and caused her nipples to stiffen even more.

"You cold?" Joe, feeling her tremble, asked.

"Anything but," Helen replied and pressed tighter against him.

A waiter arrived and took their order, then left.

Sitting there, her arm linked in Joe's, Helen had a wild thought. She dropped her hand to his leg and began to stroke it gently.

"That feels nice," Joe whispered, pressing his leg against hers.

Helen, feeling devilish moved her hand to his crotch. She could feel his cock begin to swell and stiffen as she played her fingers lightly over it.

"You minx!" Joe said, and shifted his body so she had better access to him. "You're being pretty frisky, aren't you?"

"Do you mind?" Helen giggled. She'd never had the courage to do something like this in public before. Then again, no man ever made her want to.

"Not at all," Joe replied, then his hand moved to her leg and began to caress her thigh through her silken dress. The smooth material increased the delight his touches gave her, as did their setting.

"Talk about being frisky," Helen giggled. She leaned back against the booth, luxuriating in the wanton sensations his touch evoked.

"I'd say I'm doing all right," he whispered. He raised his hand and, with an outstretched finger, touched one of the nipples poking against the front of her dress.

"Ohhhh!!!" Helen moaned, shivering with delight. "You devil!"

His hand returned to her leg, pushed her dress up, and slid to the inside of her thigh. Helen parted her legs, hoping that in the dim light, with the table cloth in front of them, nobody would see what they were doing. The whole scene was incredibly erotic and exciting.

"Mmmmmmnnnn!!!" she murmured as Joe's hand moved onto her bare flesh. His hands gliding up and down over the silky softness of her inner thigh. Pleasure radiated from his fingers into her leg, up into her vagina, and out through her body. Her nipples grew even stiffer.

"You're awful!" Helen murmured. She clutched Joe's arm as wild emotions infiltrated every part of her being. This was so bad, so crazy, and so exciting!

"Want me to stop?" Joe asked, and his hand stopped moving.

"No! Please!!!" Helen pushed weakly at his hand, "Don't stop, it feels too good!"

He resumed what he was doing and the fantastic feelings returned.

Helen realized his hand had been moving deeper and deeper between her legs, closer and closer to her vagina, and she knew she was getting wet. She was glad she'd at least worn panties.

At last, Joe's hand cupped her tingling organ and his fingers stroked her slit through the shiny, damp material of her panties. Joe sat there, looking around as if nothing was going on, while under the table, his finger moved over and into Helen's vagina, reducing her to a panting, squirming mass of lust.

Up and down, through the moist fissure, his finger moved, and her hips began moving in counterpoint to it. At the upper end of each stroke, his finger hit her clit.

"You...Ahhhhh!!!...are driving me...Ahhhh!!!!...absolutely...Ahhhhh!!! ...wild!!" Helen managed to say while his fingers worked on that wonderfully sensitive spot.

Being in this very public place made the thrills she was experiencing even more intense. Her bottom rocked uncontrollably on the seat of the booth, her head lay limp on his shoulder, and she grasped his arm as tightly as she could, hoping the wild trembling of her body wouldn't be too noticeable to the other patrons in the restaurant.

If the light in the restaurant had been brighter, other patrons of the restaurant might have seen what was going on. They'd have noticed the flush of passion on Helen's face, would have seen her erect nipples poking out against her dress, and might have observed how her body was vibrating with need.

But, luckily, the other patrons couldn't see any of that. All any observer could see was two people, obviously lovers, cuddling in a booth.

Joe had Helen as close to the brink of coming as she believed possible and she was sure she'd come any second. Then, abruptly, his hand left her. Her passion began to ebb a bit, but it rapidly returned to where it had been when his hand returned to her leg, slid up, hooked aside the leg of her panties, and he slid a finger into her.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Helen gasped. Erotic fireworks began to explode behind her tightly closed eyes and she almost came. Through half-open, lust-clouded eyes she saw the waiter approaching with their meal and struggled to get herself under control. She was sure Joe would stop what he was doing now that the waiter was coming.

She discovered she was wrong. Instead of stopping, Joe intensified the movements of his hand and, the harder Helen fought for control, the less she had. The waiter set the tray with their food on a stand near the table and began to uncover it. Then he turned to bring it to their table.

Helen wanted to tell Joe to stop, but knew if she opened her mouth, only moans of ecstasy would come out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm coming!!! I'm coming!!!" Helen thought. She bit her lip to keep from screaming as passion exploded through her, filling her with intense delight. She tried vainly to keep from letting what was going on inside her show, but didn't quite manage to do a perfect job.

"Is the lady all right?" she heard the waiter ask Joe.

"She's fine," Joe told the young man, while at the same time he was stirring her pussy even more. "It's just that she's not used to drinking, and on top of that, she was a bit tired. She'll be fine."

"All right, sir," the waiter said. He sounded uncertain, but went ahead and finished placing their food on the table.

Slowly, Helen's orgasm faded and Joe finally took his hand from her. He pulled it out from under the table and wiped it with his napkin.

"You bastard!" Helen gasped, and punched Joe weakly on the arm. "So I had too much to drink, huh?"

"Would you rather I'd said, 'You'll have to excuse her, she's having an orgasm?'" Joe chuckled.

"No, I guess not," Helen admitted.

She finally managed to get her body calmed enough to eat. The meal was stupendous and Helen ate a lot. Strenuous sexual activity always did stir her appetite.

After dessert they sat, talking, over cups of coffee.

"You don't have to go home tonight, do you?" Helen asked.

"Nothing to go home to," Joe replied. "Like I said, I'm divorced. Nobody there, not even a cat."

He began to stroke her leg again. "Hey," he said, "is there anything you'd like to do tonight?"

Helen gave him a quizzical look. "Like what?" she asked.

Joe shrugged. "Like dancing, or a movie, or something," he replied.

"I kind of like 'or something,'" Helen giggled.

Joe grinned. "Then I guess we ought to go back to your place," he said.




Graduation and... Ch. 14



Helen Parker paced back and forth in her living room. She was nervous and couldn't keep from wondering if Joe Denton, the police officer she'd met that afternoon, really would return that evening as he promised he would. Was what happened between them a one-time thing? Was he one of those jerky guys who'd take advantage of finding a woman at a weak moment and... The phone rang, startling her. She picked it up and stammered, "Hel...hello?"

"You still want me to come over?" Joe Denton asked.

"Of course," Helen replied. Her anxiety was replaced by anticipation. Maybe it wasn't just a quick fling for him after all. Suddenly she couldn't wait until he got there.

"I'll be there in about a half an hour," Joe told her. "I have to stop at the station and drop off my unit."

After the longest half-hour Helen ever endured, Joe walked into her kitchen through the back door. She ran to him and was scooped up in his powerful arms. She kissed him wildly and locked her arms around his neck. "I wasn't sure you would come," she said breathlessly.

"Why not?" Joe asked.

"I don't know, I guess I was just afraid that you'd think..." she began.

"I think you're lovely, and I want you," he said, setting her back on her feet.

Helen looked up at him. She didn't want to talk anymore. "Make love to me, Joe! Now!"

"Here?" Joe exclaimed, looking surprised, then he picked her up in his arms and again their lips met. Carrying Helen as if she were a child he walked through the kitchen, toward the bedroom.

"I feel like a bride," Helen whispered in his ear.

"I guess that makes me a bridegroom, then," Joe said.

He carried her into the master bedroom, put her down, then began unbuttoning her blouse. Helen opened his shirt then, when both of them were naked from the waist up, she moved against him, her erect nipples boring into his strong, hairy chest, sending ripples of delight rushing through both of them.

She didn't want to wait, so she backed off, undid his belt, then opened his pants, which slid down his slim hips. Then she pushed off his underpants and left him standing nude in front of her, huge erection bobbing like a fishing pole. Her soft, warm hand encircled the fleshy cudgel and began stroking it.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Joe groaned, heat filling his body. He somehow managed to get Helen's jeans off, then he cupped her lovely ass in his big hands and pulled her against him. His shaft slid between her lovely legs and he felt her wet opening caressing it.

"The bed!!!" Helen gasped, "Let's get in bed!"

Joe laid her down, laid down next to her, and immediately moved his lips to her swollen breasts, mouthing the nipples, hardening them, sucking them until Helen felt so good she could hardly breathe.

"Ohhhhh!!! God!!!" she gushed, her body arching and twisting. She really did feel like a bride on her wedding night. Actually, Joe was making her feel better than she had on her wedding night. Her husband had passed out drunk after they got to their room.

Joe's lips continued to move, down through the valley between her breasts, across the area where they rose from her chest, and on down over her abdomen. Helen clawed at the sheets, her toes clenching, her legs trembling.

Slowly, spreading delight through Helen's body, Joe's lips moved slowly downward. They trailed fire across her belly, then he tongued her navel. Helen gasped, her head rolling from side to side. "Ohhhhhh!!! Joe!!! You make me feel so good!!!" she groaned.

"I'm glad," he replied, then he continued his delicious exploration of her body. Into the Vee between her legs he let his hands roam, and her body shook. She spread her legs, opening herself to him. Her hips thrust upward, her vagina glistening with dewy droplets of excitement.

"Touch me!! Please, Joe, touch me!!!" she cried.

"I will, baby, in time," he said.

Still his hands and lips moved over her, caressing her smooth inner thighs, gliding up one, then down the other, then back up again. Helen was so turned on that the muscles of her legs were quivering uncontrollably. Nearer and nearer his caresses came to her pulsating center. Her body arched, her hips no longer in contact with the bed.

"Please, darling!!!" Helen moaned, "Don't tease me!!! I need you!!!"

Joe surprised her by blowing softly on her vagina. The effect on Helen was as if she'd been given an electric shock. "Kiss meeeeeeee!!! Kiss meeeeeee!!! Yessssss!!!! Please!!!!" she cried.

Joe extended his tongue and gently, softly, dragged it through her vaginal crevice. He loved the sweet taste of her. Helen's back was arched so powerfully she feared she'd break in two. "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she cried when his mouth covered her sopping vagina. "Yessssssss!!! Oh, darling, yesssssssss!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! Goddddddddddd!!! I'm commmmmminnnngggggg!!!! Oh, Joe!!! Oh, Joe!!! Oh, Joe!!!"

Joe grasped her hips and held on as she bucked through her intense orgasm. When her motions finally slowed, he lowered her gently to the bed. His shaft as rigid as that of a marble statue, he stretched out on the bed next to Helen. She rolled over and smiled at him.

"I could come to love you!" she said. "That...that was incredible! What about you?"

"I'm still here," Joe replied, smiling.

"Lay back," she told him, "it's my turn."

Joe rolled on his back and Helen began to make love to him. She kissed and licked his nipples until they stood out like tiny fingers on his chest. Then her lips moved down across his muscular body, toward his towering shaft. She reached out cupped it gently in her hand, and began stroking it.

"You...you'd better be careful!" Joe said in a voice quivering with urgency, "You're liable to make a mess if you aren't careful!"

"Wouldn't want that," Helen said. "I want to feel that lovely stuff of yours shooting into me." She discovered, to her surprise, that making love to him was exciting her. She loved the way his hips moved, the urgency she felt in his body as her hands and lips moved over him. She needed him! She slid her body atop his, trapping his shaft between them. Then she raised her hips and felt the tip of his erection slide along her sensitized labia.

Joe thrust upward, and the head of his throbbing shaft entered her. Neither of them could wait any longer. Their hips began to pound together, intense sensations ripped through them, and they both moaned with joy.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Helen moaned, pushing herself up on outstretched arms, continuing to rotate her hips.

"I can't wait!!!" Joe moaned. He cupped her bobbing breasts and his thumbs rubbed the nipples as his hips drove up off the bed. "I'm commmmmminnnnngggggg, baby!!!" he moaned when he began spewing his molten, sticky fluids into her.

"Yessssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!! Yessssssss!!!" Helen cried, coming, too. "Give it to meeeeeeeeee, Joe!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggg!!! I'm commmminnnnnngggg, toooooooo!!!! Yesssssssssss!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!!!!!"

Once more, they snuggled against each other, resting. After a while, Helen moved and looked into her companion's blue eyes.

"Do you think I'm awful for acting the way I've acted?" she asked hesitantly.

"I think you're wonderful!" Joe replied. To prove it he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His hands started to move over her body and Helen began responding again to his touch.

His lips moved to her breast, captured a nipple.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" Helen could do little more than moan.

After a delectably long and maddening period of attention to her breasts and rigid nipples, Joe pushed himself up on his elbow and said, "Turn over."

Helen did and immediately she felt his hands and lips begin moving over her back, sending ripples of delight into her. Sensations spread before his moving hands in ever-widening waves, the way water spreads before the bow of a ship.

Helen was surprised and elated by the thoroughness with which Joe kissed and caressed each of her buttocks. The incredible sensations she was feeling grew even more intense when his finger began to explore the cleft between the finely-formed globes of her bottom. He was making her wild!

Her hips began to rock and she pulled her knees under her, elevating her bottom, offering it to him. His finger traced the tiny pucker of her nether opening. "My God, Joe!" she moaned. "That's incredible! Soooo nice!!"

Joe began to stroke her thighs, continuing to electrify her, then he moved his attentions to her vagina, his fingers sliding between the well-lubricated, silken lips, toying with the sensitive bud of her clit. He stroked the little expanse of flesh between her vagina and anus, sending more jolts of excitement through her.

"Oh, God, Joe, you're driving me crazy!" she whimpered, "I can't stand it! It feels too good!!"

With tantalizing slowness, he slid one finger into her palpitating opening, slick with the juices of lust. His other hand slid down her belly onto her engorged clit.

"Mmmmmmmpppphhhh!!!!" Helen moaned into the pillow as his finger began to probe while his hand twirled her clit. "Please, Joe, I need you! Take me!! Please!!! Take meeee!!!"

She felt movement on the bed then and his hand left her clit. He was moving behind her, between her legs. She shook with anticipation at what would come next. His hands clasped her hips, raised them higher, making her a lovely target for his engorged cock.

He moved closer and Helen felt his erection slide against her thigh, hot and hard.

"Please!" she moaned, pushing back against him. She felt the tip of his erect member slid into her soaking wet opening. "Yessssss!!! Put it in!! Put it in meeeeeee!!!" she cried.

With a powerful thrust, Joe entered her all the way. She'd never felt so filled! His movement drove her head against the pillow. She reached down, touched herself at the point of their joining, and could feel his shaft sliding in and out of her.

"I can feel you!!!" she groaned, "I can feel you fucking me!" Her fingers twirled her clit as Joe drove into her. "Now!!! Oh, God!!! Now!!!" she screamed. Her back arched and she bucked like a wild horse as orgasm overwhelmed her. "Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yesssssssssssssss!!! Yessssssssssssss!!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!!!"

"Take itttttt!!!" Joe bellowed, "Oh, baby, I'm coming, too!!!" Once more, he deluged Helen's insides with his torrid cream.

They rocked and bucked against each other until there was nothing left to share, then Joe pulled his partially hard shaft from her and flopped onto the bed.

Helen couldn't move and stayed as she was for a while, her head on the pillow, her body curving wonderfully up into the air, her gorgeous ass still exposed. Slowly, she laid down and turned to face Joe, looking lovingly into his smiling countenance.

"You are incredible!" she whispered.

Joe smiled at her. "You, too," he replied.

They moved into each other's arms and lay there for a while, holding each other, savoring the warmth between them.

"You know," she said, "As crazy as this might sound, I think I could fall in love with you. I don't think that would be hard at all."

"How can you say that? We just met," Joe asked.

Helen shrugged. "I...I don't know...I just have this feeling, you know?" she said.

"Well, I guess it isn't all that crazy. I think I'm falling for you," Joe said, shocking her. "I can't explain it, it's how I feel," he continued, kissing her on the forehead.

Helen nuzzled against him. She didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything.

After a while, Joe stirred, and lay back. "Would you like some dinner?" 

"I'd love some," Helen replied. "I'm famished. You want me to make something?"

"Why don't we go out, my treat?" Joe said. He felt as if he needed time to rest up before...whatever.

"That's fine by me," Helen said. "Where do you want to go?"

"I think I know a place you'll like," Joe told her. "Do you trust me?"

"Do I have any choice?" Helen retorted.

"Not if you want me to buy you dinner," Joe snapped, grinning.

"Then we'll go where you want to go," Helen told him.

They got up, took a friendly shower, then, still naked, walked back into the bedroom.

"Damn." Joe pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "I can't keep my hands off you."

"Hey," Helen pushed him away playfully, "I thought you were going to feed me."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot," Joe said. He looked around. "Let's see, where are my clothes." He slipped on his trousers, shirt, and shoes.

Helen fixed her hair and applied a little makeup, then she slipped on a silky dark-blue dress that clung enticingly to her fine body. Feeling bold, she decided not to wear a bra, and she put on a very scanty pair of bikini panties. She'd never gone out in public wearing so little under her clothes, and felt a little self-conscious, but she decided Joe was worth it.

A short time later, they were seated in a shadowy booth in a very nice restaurant. "This is super!" Helen told Joe. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. The movement caused her breasts to sway slightly under the silken top of her dress, and the contact of the smooth fabric against her semi-rigid nipples sent a tremor of delight racing through her, and caused her nipples to stiffen even more.

"You cold?" Joe, feeling her tremble, asked.

"Anything but," Helen replied and pressed tighter against him.

A waiter arrived and took their order, then left.

Sitting there, her arm linked in Joe's, Helen had a wild thought. She dropped her hand to his leg and began to stroke it gently.

"That feels nice," Joe whispered, pressing his leg against hers.

Helen, feeling devilish moved her hand to his crotch. She could feel his cock begin to swell and stiffen as she played her fingers lightly over it.

"You minx!" Joe said, and shifted his body so she had better access to him. "You're being pretty frisky, aren't you?"

"Do you mind?" Helen giggled. She'd never had the courage to do something like this in public before. Then again, no man ever made her want to.

"Not at all," Joe replied, then his hand moved to her leg and began to caress her thigh through her silken dress. The smooth material increased the delight his touches gave her, as did their setting.

"Talk about being frisky," Helen giggled. She leaned back against the booth, luxuriating in the wanton sensations his touch evoked.

"I'd say I'm doing all right," he whispered. He raised his hand and, with an outstretched finger, touched one of the nipples poking against the front of her dress.

"Ohhhh!!!" Helen moaned, shivering with delight. "You devil!"

His hand returned to her leg, pushed her dress up, and slid to the inside of her thigh. Helen parted her legs, hoping that in the dim light, with the table cloth in front of them, nobody would see what they were doing. The whole scene was incredibly erotic and exciting.

"Mmmmmmnnnn!!!" she murmured as Joe's hand moved onto her bare flesh. His hands gliding up and down over the silky softness of her inner thigh. Pleasure radiated from his fingers into her leg, up into her vagina, and out through her body. Her nipples grew even stiffer.

"You're awful!" Helen murmured. She clutched Joe's arm as wild emotions infiltrated every part of her being. This was so bad, so crazy, and so exciting!

"Want me to stop?" Joe asked, and his hand stopped moving.

"No! Please!!!" Helen pushed weakly at his hand, "Don't stop, it feels too good!"

He resumed what he was doing and the fantastic feelings returned.

Helen realized his hand had been moving deeper and deeper between her legs, closer and closer to her vagina, and she knew she was getting wet. She was glad she'd at least worn panties.

At last, Joe's hand cupped her tingling organ and his fingers stroked her slit through the shiny, damp material of her panties. Joe sat there, looking around as if nothing was going on, while under the table, his finger moved over and into Helen's vagina, reducing her to a panting, squirming mass of lust.

Up and down, through the moist fissure, his finger moved, and her hips began moving in counterpoint to it. At the upper end of each stroke, his finger hit her clit.

"You...Ahhhhh!!!...are driving me...Ahhhh!!!!...absolutely...Ahhhhh!!! ...wild!!" Helen managed to say while his fingers worked on that wonderfully sensitive spot.

Being in this very public place made the thrills she was experiencing even more intense. Her bottom rocked uncontrollably on the seat of the booth, her head lay limp on his shoulder, and she grasped his arm as tightly as she could, hoping the wild trembling of her body wouldn't be too noticeable to the other patrons in the restaurant.

If the light in the restaurant had been brighter, other patrons of the restaurant might have seen what was going on. They'd have noticed the flush of passion on Helen's face, would have seen her erect nipples poking out against her dress, and might have observed how her body was vibrating with need.

But, luckily, the other patrons couldn't see any of that. All any observer could see was two people, obviously lovers, cuddling in a booth.

Joe had Helen as close to the brink of coming as she believed possible and she was sure she'd come any second. Then, abruptly, his hand left her. Her passion began to ebb a bit, but it rapidly returned to where it had been when his hand returned to her leg, slid up, hooked aside the leg of her panties, and he slid a finger into her.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Helen gasped. Erotic fireworks began to explode behind her tightly closed eyes and she almost came. Through half-open, lust-clouded eyes she saw the waiter approaching with their meal and struggled to get herself under control. She was sure Joe would stop what he was doing now that the waiter was coming.

She discovered she was wrong. Instead of stopping, Joe intensified the movements of his hand and, the harder Helen fought for control, the less she had. The waiter set the tray with their food on a stand near the table and began to uncover it. Then he turned to bring it to their table.

Helen wanted to tell Joe to stop, but knew if she opened her mouth, only moans of ecstasy would come out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm coming!!! I'm coming!!!" Helen thought. She bit her lip to keep from screaming as passion exploded through her, filling her with intense delight. She tried vainly to keep from letting what was going on inside her show, but didn't quite manage to do a perfect job.

"Is the lady all right?" she heard the waiter ask Joe.

"She's fine," Joe told the young man, while at the same time he was stirring her pussy even more. "It's just that she's not used to drinking, and on top of that, she was a bit tired. She'll be fine."

"All right, sir," the waiter said. He sounded uncertain, but went ahead and finished placing their food on the table.

Slowly, Helen's orgasm faded and Joe finally took his hand from her. He pulled it out from under the table and wiped it with his napkin.

"You bastard!" Helen gasped, and punched Joe weakly on the arm. "So I had too much to drink, huh?"

"Would you rather I'd said, 'You'll have to excuse her, she's having an orgasm?'" Joe chuckled.

"No, I guess not," Helen admitted.

She finally managed to get her body calmed enough to eat. The meal was stupendous and Helen ate a lot. Strenuous sexual activity always did stir her appetite.

After dessert they sat, talking, over cups of coffee.

"You don't have to go home tonight, do you?" Helen asked.

"Nothing to go home to," Joe replied. "Like I said, I'm divorced. Nobody there, not even a cat."

He began to stroke her leg again. "Hey," he said, "is there anything you'd like to do tonight?"

Helen gave him a quizzical look. "Like what?" she asked.

Joe shrugged. "Like dancing, or a movie, or something," he replied.

"I kind of like 'or something,'" Helen giggled.

Joe grinned. "Then I guess we ought to go back to your place," he said.



Graduation and... Ch. 15



Settled in Joe's car, they drove out of the parking lot and headed back to Helen's house.

While the rolled down the street, Helen slid over next to Joe and began to stroke his leg.

"You keep that up, and I'm liable to have an accident," he said, his voice hoarse.

"I owe you," Helen whispered, stroking his already-stirring cock. "I owe you big time." She loved how his organ grew and swelled as she teased it through the fabric of his slacks. She unzipped his pants, reached inside them, and took the swollen lance in her hand.

"My God, woman!" Joe gulped, "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"

"From the feel of things, I'd say I'm turning you on," Helen replied calmly.

"How...how am I supposed to drive?" Joe croaked.

"You could always park somewhere," Helen told him.

"Here?" Joe asked, "In the middle of town?

"That's your problem," Helen said. She finished pulling his erection out of his pants. She almost giggled. It looked obscene sticking out from his fully-clothed body. She began to stroke it gently and could feel it throbbing.

They approached a rest area. Joe pulled in, parked near the back, and shut off the engine. "I sure as hell hope none of the patrol units swing through here tonight," he gasped while Helen's hand continue rubbing up and down on his shaft. 

Helen used Joe's erection as a handle and urged him to turn toward her. After he did, she bent down and licked the florid, arrow-shaped tip of his cock, tasting the salty, acrid taste of his excitement.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Joe exclaimed, thrusting his hips forward, trying to get Helen to take more of him in her mouth. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" Helen thought as Joe's massive, swollen wand slid between her lips. "Here I am, in a highway rest area, giving a blow job to a man I only met today." 

She didn't care. She wanted to give Joe as much pleasure as he'd given her. She took as much of him as she could in her mouth, then began to move her head up and down, fucking him with her mouth. Her hands cupped and fondled his balls. She could hear the big man's gasps and moans of pleasure and could feel his body shaking. Delighted, she kept on doing what she was doing.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Joe cried, "Jesus, Helen, that's incredible!!!!! My God!!!! Please!!! Please!!! Don't stop!!!!! Don't stop!!!!"

Lights swept through the their car as other cars entered and left the rest area. The chance of being discovered here was probably just as high as it had been in the restaurant. Helen slid one hand under her skirt, into her panties, and began caressing her vagina and clit. Soon she, too, was shaking with excitement.

"Ahhhhh!!!! Ahhhhh!!!" Joe groaned as his hot fluids jetted into Helen's mouth. "Ohhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!" His penis throbbed and jerked.

Helen swallowed as fast as she could, but felt some of his juices oozing out of her mouth. "Mmmmmmpphhhh!!!! Mmmmmmpphhhh!!!" she moaned around his shaft as her orgasm, brought on by a combination of contact with him and her own stimulation of her body, swept through her, filling her with the sparkling, dancing electricity of passion.

Hungrily, she licked and sucked every drop of his juices she could get and Joe responded with continued moans and gasps. Finally, she allowed his now-limp cock to slide from her mouth. Picking it up gently, she planted a soft kiss on the tip, then she tucked it back inside his pants and sat back on her heels, looked up at him, and smiled.

Joe lay sprawled on the car seat, looking spent, his once-neat three-piece suit wrinkled, his pants unzipped. His face was beaded with sweat, and his chest heaved.

"There!" Helen said, "Now we're even."

Joe pulled himself behind the steering wheel, zipped up his pants, and looked at Helen, who'd gotten back up on the seat. "You think so?" he said. "Wait until we get back to the house."

Helen slid over and snuggled against him. "I can't wait," she murmured.

Joe started the car and continued their trip back to her house. He parked in the driveway, and they got out and walked to the house. Helen handed Joe the keys, he opened the door and she slid by him, kissing him lightly on the cheek as she did. He swatted at her bottom, then turned to close and lock the door.

By the time Joe finished locking the door, Helen had undressed and stood in the living room, nude and smiling.

"Well," Joe said softly. His eyes travelled over her body and as they did, they filled with adoration. He walked across the room to her. "Anxious, aren't we?" he said.

"Uh-huh," Helen replied. She put her arms over her head, stretched, and saw desire flare in his eyes. "But I've got to brush my teeth before we do anything." Aware Joe's eyes were affixed to her, she turned and walked to the bathroom. She could feel her breasts bobbing softly as she went, and made sure she wiggled her ass.

In the bathroom, she stood at the sink and began to brush her teeth. She looked up and, in the mirror, saw Joe come into the bathroom and stand behind her. She leaned over the sink, and he began stroking her back with long, feather-light strokes.

"Mmmmppphhh!!!" Helen murmured as Joe's hands sent superb sensations roaring through her.

Joe placed a kiss at the base of her neck, then he slowly began to kiss and lick his way down her elegantly curved back. Sensations, delicious and warming, began to fill Helen. Her body once again welcomed his touch.

While his lips made their maddeningly delightful journey down her back, Joe's hands stroked her legs and buttocks. Her legs began to get rubbery. Helen dropped the toothbrush and braced herself on the bathroom counter with her hands. It didn't take long before Joe's caresses had her trembling and she felt as if she were on fire! Was there no end to his ability to arouse her?

"Ohhhhh!!!!" she exclaimed as his lips teased the dimples located in the small of her back, then moved to the cleft between her wondrously shaped buttocks. He spread the firm globes of flesh gently with his hands and licked between them.

"My God!" Helen exclaimed, quivering, "That's wonderful!" Lower and lower Joe's tongue moved, propelling her desire higher and higher. She was babbling wildly and had bent further over the counter, opening herself to him even more, presenting her vagina for his attentions.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Helen cried when Joe's tongue circled and briefly probed her anus. Coherent speech was beyond her. All she could do was moan, overcome with the sensations which were a consequence of this what Joe was doing to her. His tongue continued to probe and delve into her still-virginal opening.

Helen was, by now, lying on the counter, her legs hanging limp. The cool counter-top felt good against her super-heated body. "Ahhhhh!!!" she grunted when Joe's tongue moved downward and parted the folds of her vagina. She was once again more turned on than she thought it possible to be without coming. "Please!!! Gotta come!!! Gotta come!!! Joe!!! Oh, please, Joe!!! Make me come!!! I need to come!!!" she begged.

Something hard began to enter her. It was Joe's finger, not his cock, but Helen didn't care. Whatever it took to make her come! After the finger moved around inside her for a while, stirring her to still higher pinnacles of need, it left and began to tease her rear opening. She was startled to discover that the new explorations felt incredibly good!

"Ohhhh!!!" she moaned, her hips writhing and twitching, then there was pressure - not unpleasant - as Joe's finger slowly began infiltrating her anus. She felt Joe move, then the head of his penis was at her vagina and began entering her, slowly, wonderfully.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Joe!!! Yesssss!!! I need you!!!! Put it in meeeeee!!!! Put it in meeeeee!!" she whimpered.

Finally he began to drive into her, inundating her with sensations beyond description. She couldn't focus, all she could do was feel unbelievable rapture. Every place something touched her body, an intense input of pleasure resulted. Her hips rocked in time with Joe's slow, insistent thrusts. She felt something different, too. As her hips moved, she became aware there were strange, but delectable, feelings coming from her ass as Joe kept pressing his finger deeper and deeper into her there.

"He's finger-fucking my ass!!!" Helen thought when she finally realized what was happening. It felt so goddamn good! Sparks of delight began to fly between her pillaged openings.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Helen babbled, "It's...It's...Oh, God, Joe!!! Oh, God!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!" Her body bucked wildly as the most intense orgasm she'd shared with Joe yet exploded.

"Now!!! Oh, yes!!! Now!!! Take it, baby, take it!!!" Joe cried, erupting into her like a volcano. His free hand grasped her hip, holding her against him as he pumped out his passion.

Finally Joe straightened and as he did his cock slid from her. He grasped Helen by the breasts and pulled her up. She leaned back against him weakly.

"You're going to have to hold me, I think," she said, "I'm not sure I can stand."

Joe scooped her up in his arms, carried her to the bed and laid her gently on it. He slid in next to her, turned off the lights, and took her in his arms. It didn't take long for them to fall asleep. 



Graduation and... Ch. 16



Rod Tillman was in a rush. Carol Dickinson called him at his office at school and invited him to her house for the afternoon. "I'm just sitting here alone," she purred into the phone, "and I'm at loose ends. You think you might know some way of alleviating my boredom?"

"You better believe I do," Rod replied, smiling. His cock was already getting hard, just from hearing her voice.

"You know where I live," Carol said, then the phone went dead.

Ten minutes later, Rod parked outside the Dickinson house and went inside. He was shocked to find Carol and her teen-age daughter Karla, both naked, locked in an embrace on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom.

"What...what's this?" Rod stammered, gaping at the gorgeous nude women who lay there smiling at him.

"Karla wants to play, too," Carol said, her husky voice vibrant with passion. "Do you mind?"

"Not if you don't," Rod replied.

The women gracefully got off the bed, walked to him and their slim hands began unfastening his clothes. Karla was a miniature version of her mother, with the same smooth skin and long, shiny black hair. Her face closely resembled her mother's. Her young body was slim, her breasts budding mounds of flesh capped by tiny nipples. Where her slim legs and body met, there was only a hint of pubic hair. Just looking at her made Rod's heart pound.

"You were right, Mom!" Karla exclaimed. The girl dropped to her knees in front of Rod and took his erect cock in her small hands. "He's huge!"

Carol was kissing his chest, her lips and tongue darting around, doing wild things to his nipples. "Breaking her in?" Rod asked, his body trembling from their joint assault.

"Why not?" Carol replied. "Isn't it better that she learns this way than from some teen-age clod in the back of a car?"

"Let's get in bed," Rod said, his voice cracking. "If we don't, I'm going to fall over."

The three of them quickly formed a tangle of writhing, seeking bodies on the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. The slim teenager continued caressing Rod's erection and balls. Her mother kissed him and kept playing with his nipples. Sensations unlike anything he'd ever felt before rushed through his body. Everywhere his hands reached, they came in contact with hot female flesh.

"I want to fuck you!!" Rod told Carol. "Please!" The teenager's ministrations to his cock had him ready to explode.

"Of course, my love," Carol said. She urged her daughter aside and straddled Rod. Karla held his cock in her little hand and guided it into her mother's body. Rod groaned loudly as the woman sank down on him.

"You are excited, aren't you, love?" Carol purred, her voice husky. "It feels like you're splitting me open!"

"What about me?" Karla protested. "I wanna come, too!"

"Sit on his face," Carol told her daughter, "Let him eat you."

The slim teen moved over Rod's face, then she began to squat down. As she did, the silky insides of her thighs rubbed his cheeks. He gripped her lean hips, pulled her hot, wet pussy down to his mouth, and began licking, sucking, and thrusting his tongue up into her. Faintly, he could hear her squeal with delight and felt her hips move.

Rod couldn't see Karla and Carol reach for each other's breasts, their slim hands pulling on each other's tender nipples. The women's mouths joined in a torrid kiss. They were an erotic, passionate triangle, with Rod the base and the slim, dark-haired women forming sides. All three bodies jerked and shook as ecstasy filled them. Though Karla's thighs and cunt impaired his hearing, Rod could still hear the women scream when they came.

"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Fuck meeeeeeee!!!! Eat meeeeeeeee!!! Commmminnnnnggggg!!! Oh, God, commmminnnnnggggg!!! Too gooooooddddd!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Carol's throaty voice and her daughter's higher one blended into one ecstatic duet of joy as they reached a joint crescendo of passion.

Rod felt heat flowing up from his loins, through his rigid cock, and into Carol's convulsing vagina when he joined his partners in orgasm. Karla's hips went wild, rocking his head. Her mother's hips pounded him, meeting the powerful upward thrusts of his hips.

For quite a while after they finished, they lay together on the bed, the two women on either side of Rod, who found being the filling of a human sandwich one of the more delightful experiences he'd ever had.

Finally Carol stirred, raised up on her elbow, and looked down at Rod. "Why don't you show Karla how good that big cock of yours feels?" she whispered, licking his ear after she said it. "I want to watch."

Carol slid back on the bed and Rod felt her body break contact with his. He rolled on his side and drew the slim teenager into his arms. Their lips met and, mouths open, their tongues duelled. Rod felt the fires of lust begin to re-ignite and his cock began to stiffen and press against the slim girl's flat belly.

"Ohhh!!! Mr. Tillman!!" Karla murmured, breaking the kiss. "You're turning me on again!! Are you really going to fuck me?"

"I'm going to fuck your pretty little ass off!!" Rod told her. He kissed his way down her slim neck, onto her chest. His lips and tongue left a trail of wetness as he kissed and fondled her young, barely-formed breasts, drawing the nipples out, then chewing them lightly with his teeth. While he held one of the tips between his teeth, he lashed it with his tongue.

"Oh, God!!! This is freaky!!! Mr. Tillman, you're making me feel really awesome!!!! Suck my titties!!! Oh, jeez, suck my titties!!!" Karla keened as her body writhed against his.

Carol sat on the bed, long, her slim legs tucked under her, watching the erotic performance unfolding before her eyes. Without realizing she was doing it, one of her hands began caressing one of her breasts, the fingers twirling her stiff nipple. Her other hand slid down over her pussy and began to play with her clit.

Rod's lips, tongue, and hands moved over Karla's trembling body, pausing to inspect and probe her delightful navel, then moving through the sparse furze surrounding her pussy. What little pubic hair she had was matted down from the juices remaining from her coming and Rod's recent devouring of her pussy.

"Oh, God!!! You're eating me again!!! Oh, Jesus, Mr. Tillman!! That's awesome!!!" the teenager trilled when Rod found the tiny erect bud of her clit and sucked on it. His finger slid into her incredibly tight vagina and her hips bucked upward. He could feel the walls of her cunt clasping his finger as he slid it into her and twirled it around.

"Please!!! Mr. Tillman, put your cock in me and fuck me before I come again!!!" the petite teen begged. Her hips were rising, lowering, and twisting on the bed. "Please!!! Please!!! I want you to fuck meeeeeeee!!!!!"

Rod pulled his finger out of the girl's super-heated pussy, knelt between her legs, grasped his prick, and stroked the tip up and down between the girl's swollen labia.

"Fuck meeeeeee!!! Fuck meeeeee, Mr. Tillman!!!" the teenager cried, frantically thrusting her hips up at him.

Guiding the rigid pole with his hand, Rod placed it against the girl's soaking wet opening, then began slowly pressing himself into her. He couldn't recall the last time he'd felt anything like this! When his cock slid into Karla, he felt her tight cunt spread and stretch, clasping him with incredible tightness.

"Owwwwww!!! Oh, Jesus!!! You're gonna split me open!!! Oh, God!!! You'are too big!!! Hurts!!! It hurts!!!" Karla groaned, but still her hips pressed upward, begging him to continue, and Rod did just that. The girl's head rolled back and forth, her long black hair whipping into a black, tangled halo.

Finally, after an incredibly sweet entry, Rod was buried all the way in Karla. His pubic bone ground against the girl's as he rocked his hips from side to side. The sensations were intense. He paused, hoping his fired-up body would calm, and looked down at the pretty teenager, who looked back at him, wide-eyed.

"Still hurt?" he asked her.

"Nooooo!!! I've never, ever felt like this! It's far-out!!" the lithe teenager replied. "It feels like you're in me all the way up to my throat!!!"

Slowly, Rod began moving his hips, dragging his cock out of her clasping sleeve, then cramming it back in again. With each stroke, his movements became easier. The young woman's hips began to rise and fall in time with his thrusts. Her slender legs locked behind his and she began thrusting powerfully at him.

"Can't wait!!! Oh, shit!!! I can't wait!!!" Karla cried suddenly, her body beginning to spasm uncontrollably. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! I think I'm commmminnnnngggg!!! Fuck meeeeeeee!!! Fuck meeeeeeeee!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm commminnnnggggg!!! Momeeeeee!!! Momeeeeee, I'm commminnnnggggg!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Exerting every ounce of self-control he had, Rod didn't let himself come in the young vixen's thrashing body. She writhed and flopped, pinned to the bed by his impaling cock. Rod supported most of his weight on his straightened arms, holding his hips still while the girl worked out her exploding passion. Finally her frenzy of lust abated and she lay there, looking up at him, breathing hard.

"Goddamn, that was awesome, Mr. Tillman!" Karla said breathlessly. "But you're still hard!!! Didn't you come?"

Rod smiled down at her. "Not yet," he told her and began to move his hips once more, driving powerfully into her reedy body. Her eyes began to glaze and the slackness of passion again appeared on her face. "Soon, my sweet," he whispered, "I'll come soon!"


It wasn't long before his movements had Karla again bucking up against him. A long, low moan escaped from her lips and she stiffened as, once more, she was swept by a powerful orgasm. This time Rod let himself go. As he spewed what felt like gallons of his hot sauce into her, it felt like every hair on his head was standing up straight.

"Aiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!! Aiiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!! Aiiieeeeeeee!!!" Karla shrieked. "I can't stop myself!!! I'm going crazy!!!! I can't stand it!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The teen's voice faded and her body went slack.

Rod realized Karla had gone limp under him and looked down at her. She lay there, her eyes closed, breathing evenly, her arms and legs limp. He pulled his softening penis out of her and rolled over beside her, but she didn't move.

Rod looked at Carol, who was lost in self-stimulation, one hand whirring on her clit, her other hand plunging in and out of her pussy. Finally, her eyes began to focus. She looked at her daughter, then at him.

"I think you fucked her silly," Carol purred.

Rod moved toward her. "Now it's your turn," he said. He pulled her to him and stretched her out on the bed. Without warning, he thrust his head between her legs and captured her clit with his lips.

Carol had aroused herself to a fever pitch watching her lover and daughter make it. Rod's sudden, delightful attack on her clit was more than she could stand.

"Yessssssssss!!!! Yesssssssss!!! Oh, lover!!! Oh, lover!!! Yessssss!!! Eat meeeeeeeee!!! Eat meeeeeeeee!!! Oh, damn, I'm commmmmmminnnnnnngggggggg!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggggg!!!" she wailed, her body arching and straining, her legs and arms pounding the bed as Rod continued his invasion of her body with fingers, lips, and tongue. Then she, too, collapsed, spent.

The three of them, exhausted, dozed for a while. Karla was the first to awaken. Her pussy was sore from the stretching Mr. Tillman had given it. As far as fucking went, she knew she was finished for the day.

Carol's eyes opened and met her daughter's. "Was he everything I said he'd be?" she asked her lovely child.

"He was better! God! When you eat me and play with me, it feels fantastic! But his cock, man, that's too much!" the girl replied. She giggled. "I think I'm gonna be sore for a week. But I gotta have more of that cock of his real soon!"

"I don't think that will be a problem," Carol said.

"I take it from what you've been saying that you ladies are satisfied with my performance," Rod said, awakening and joining the conversation. Both women began kissing him and running their hands over his body. "Hey girls," he protested, "there's a limit to how much I can do. I'm only human!" He kissed each of the women, then sat up. "I don't know about the two of you, but I need a shower."

"Sounds like fun," Karla giggled.

"I'm game if the two of you are," Carol added.

They got up and got in the shower together. Droplets of water beading on the women's skin like sparkling jewels made them seem more attractive than ever to Rod.

Each of the lathered a washcloth and then began to wash a body, not necessarily their own. Each nook and cranny of every nude, wet body got lathered, then lathered some more. At one point - Rod wasn't sure when it happened - he found himself washing between the cheeks of Carol's firm, wonderfully shaped ass. He probed her anal pucker with his finger.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!" Carol gasped, her body shaking.

"Like that?" Rod asked.

"Love it!" she purred and pressed her ass against his hand, seeking even more action. He dropped the washcloth and began shoving his soap-slick finger into her tight rear.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! Goddddddd!!!" Carol groaned. "Don't stop!"

Rod had always dreamed of fucking a woman in the ass, but he'd never dared bring it up with his prissy wife. Carol, on the other hand, seemed to like what he was doing. Would she be willing to let him stick more than his finger in her snug butt? He bent so his mouth was near her ear. "How would you like something bigger than my finger up there?" he asked her, continuing to work his finger around in her bottom, making her twitch and jerk.

"Yessssss!!!" Carol hissed in reply. "I want it!!! Give it to meeeeee!!! Up the ass!!!"

Karla watched Mr. Tillman finger her mother's ass and was tremendously excited by what she saw. She moved closer to them and put her hand softly a top his. "What are you doing, Mr. Tillman?" she asked.

"I'm going to fuck your mom in the ass," Rod told the teenager. "Want to watch?"

"Yessss!!!" Karla replied.

They dried off quickly and returned to the bed. Rod had a feeling he'd be getting home late and knew he should call Lois, but he didn't want to take a chance that the spell would be broken. He didn't want Carol having second thoughts about what he was going to do to her.

Carol knelt on the bed, her ass thrust up in the air. Rod knelt behind her and began licking and probing her tiny pucker with his tongue. The woman's body began to quake.

"Do it!!" she cried urgently, "Fuck my ass, Rod!!! Do it now!!!"

Rod moved closer to her and stuck his again-hard cock in her cunt.

"Not there!" Carol moaned.

Karla had begun stroking her mother's back and was tentatively sliding her hands down toward Carol's pointy, hard-nippled breasts.

"Need lubrication," Rod explained, "I don't want to hurt you." He pulled his cock out and pressed the tip against Carol's anus. Slowly, the shaft slid into the tight opening.

"Godddddd!!! You're stretching me!!!" Carol groaned. "But it feels so goddamn good!!! Jesus!!! Don't you dare stop!!! Not now!!! Gahhhhhhh!!!!"

Rod couldn't believe it. He really was fucking Carol's ass! He looked at Karla, who had stopped caressing her mother. The teenager had positioned herself so she was lying with her pussy under her mother's face. "Eat me, Mommy!" the teen-ager begged. "Please! Eat me, make me feel good like you always do!!!!"

Carol lowered her head between her child's outspread legs and Rod watched the youngster's face go slack with passion the woman began actively gobbling her daughter's cunt.

Almost immediately, Karla began to quiver and shake. "Mommy!!! Mommmeeeeeeeeee!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggg!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggggg!!!" Karla cried. "You're making me come with your tongue!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhh!!! Oh, Mommy, Mommeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!" 

Rod couldn't take any more. His insides uncoiled and his juices powered out of him. "I'm commmminnnngggg, toooooooooooo!!!" he yelled hosing Carol's bowel with his spend.

When her lover and daughter came, so did Carol, her cries of joy muffled in her daughter's spasming cunt. Sensations the likes of which she'd never felt before ripped through her.

They fell into a tangle of warm, naked flesh after their ecstasy passed. After resting a few minutes, Rod dragged himself off the bed and stood there, looking down at his mother and daughter lovers. "I have to get going," he told them, then started for the bathroom to get cleaned up.

After taking a quick shower, he got dressed then walked to the bed and kissed both of the women. "Call me," he said.

"I will," Carol replied.

Karla giggled. "Make that we will, Mommy," she said.

Rod left, got in his car, and drove toward his home.

Doreen Ingalls and Lois Tillman were sitting in a car down the street from the Dickinson residence. They had seen Rod leave school and followed him. As they waited, they'd spoken little.

"I can't believe it," Lois said. "He's so goddamn brazen! He just goes to her house like it's the most natural thing in the world!"

"Karla's home, too," Doreen added. "She didn't have any exams today."

Lois looked at her friend, shocked. "You mean..."

Doreen shrugged.

"That's it!" Lois said, determination clear in her voice. "It's all over. That bastard! Wait until he gets home!"

Doreen started the car and drove Lois home. She was sitting in the living room waiting for her husband, who had driven slowly, musing about what had happened with Carol and her daughter, when he arrived.

"We need to talk, Rod," Lois said.

Rod set his briefcase down and sat down in a chair facing her. What was all this about? He was hungry and wanted dinner. "Talk? About what?" he asked.

"About us," Lois replied.

"What about us?" Rod leaned forward.

"I've been asking myself that question a lot for the last several months," Lois said, "and the answer is disturbing."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Rod demanded. The last thing he wanted was a discussion about their marriage.

"The answer I keep coming up with is that there isn't any us," Lois said, surprised how calm she was, how well she was handling this.

"You're crazy!" Rod exclaimed. This was the last thing he expected. What had gotten into her? "Of course there's an us. It's just that we've both been a little busy and..."

"Rod, there isn't anything left of our relationship," Lois continued. "I can't live like this. Not any more."

"What the hell are you saying?" Rod demanded. He was growing more and more angry. If Lois thought she was going to divorce him and ruin his life, she had another think coming! "We're married! You're my wife, for Christ's sake! Of course there's a relationship!"

"I should have realized a long time ago what we had was gone," Lois said calmly. "That is, if we ever really had anything. But I know that what existed once, if anything, doesn't exist any more. I'm not going to live like this anymore."

"You're nuts!!!" Rod jumped to his feet and began to pace. "You've lost your mind! You're talking crazy!!"

Lois felt a trace of fear and a lot of sadness that what they once had was gone. It didn't matter, though, she deserved more than this, and Rod would never change. Knowing what she did, she couldn't continue to live with him. "For the first time in a long time, I am being realistic," she said. "We're through, Rod."

"No!" Rod gasped, realizing the world he felt so comfortable in, the one where he believed he was king, was crumbling.

"Yes!" Lois replied, firmly. "I am going to file for divorce!"

Rod stared at her. How had his mousy wife gotten so tough all of a sudden? "You can't!" he said. He was beginning to feel desperate. "I...I won't let you! I'll fight you all the way!!! We're not getting a divorce! No way!"




Graduation and... Ch. 16



"It doesn't matter if you fight it," Lois said. "I'm getting out of this marriage and I don't believe you'll be able to stop me."

Rod realized he'd lost control in the one place he always believed he had total control, his home. "This...this is crazy!!!" he stammered. "This is totally crazy!!!"

Lois sat there, letting her husband rant and rave. When he finally ran out of steam and was quiet, she stood up.

"Rod, I want you to leave," she said softly. "It will be easier right now if we do it that way."

"OK," Rod said weakly. "I...I'll go. Maybe, if you have some time alone, you'll come to your senses." Slowly, he turned and walked toward the stairway, then he stopped and turned to look at her. "Lois," he said, desperation in his voice, "this is crazy! Please! Think about what you're doing to us!"

Lois was near tears and didn't respond for fear she'd break down and cry. She knew this was the right thing to do, but it wasn't easy. Rod looked at her, pleading with his eyes. When she didn't respond, his face grew angry and he turned and stomped up the stairs. In a little while he came down carrying a suitcase.

"I'll be at my folks' place until I find someplace else to stay," he said.

"OK," Lois said.

The door closed behind him, Lois heard his car start, and drive off. She realized that she didn't feel as upset as she thought she would. Actually, she felt relieved. 



Graduation and... Ch. 17



A man Bobby Draper didn't know was about to do help the young man solve the problem of breaking things off with another of his adult lovers.

The man, whose name was Lee Barnes, pulled into the parking lot of the hall where the Jamestown High School reunion banquet was being held. He had been divorced for a year, so he was attending the reunion alone. He hadn't been back to his home town in years and hadn't been to a reunion since he graduated from high school. As a result, he hadn't seen most of his classmates in years.

Lee was pretty much a stranger in the town where he was born and grew up. He attended college in a far-away state and settled in the town where the college was located after he finished getting his graduate and post-graduate degrees. Few people in Jamestown knew what he did for a living, or even remembered him, for that matter.

A few people Lee observed walking into the hall looked familiar. Some of them looked at him, puzzled, as if they sort of recognized him, but weren't sure who he was. That didn't surprise him. He was a pudgy kid when he was in high school, but he had trimmed down and was now solid and looked good in the expensive three-piece suit he wore. There weren't any other BMW's in the parking lot, either. Lee, who owned his own electronics company, had done well.

He parked his car, got out, and walked into the hall, drawing more puzzled looks. Spying an empty chair at a nearby table, he walked over.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked the attractive woman sitting across the table from where he stood. He recognized the woman and felt his heart skip a little. Her name, when they were in school together, was Amber Timmons. He'd always had a crush on her, and once he'd invited her to the prom. Unfortunately, she'd turned him down.

Lee thought Amber looked even prettier than she had when they were in school. Her face was even prettier than he recalled it, and her body, which was quite good when he last saw her, had matured into wonderful ripeness. A dark purple dress with a wide neckline and buttons down the front clung to her lovely body.

"No, please, have a seat," the woman said, and smiled at him. She studied his face, obviously trying to figure out who he was.

"Amber," he said, "You're Amber Timmons."

The woman smiled at him and nodded. "It used to be," she said. "It's Amber Fargo now."

Lee could see her searching her memory, trying to figure out his identity.

"So you married Ed Fargo?" Lee asked. He was enjoying her mystification.

Amber nodded. "I did, but we're divorced now," she replied. She continued to look at the man, trying to figure out who he was. He did look familiar, but...

Lee decided to make things easier for her. "I'm Lee. Lee Barnes," he said.

Amber looked surprised. "I'd never have guessed," she said. She gave him an appraising look. "You've changed, Lee."  She recalled the pudgy, awkward kid she'd gone to school with and who had once invited her to the prom. The man sitting across from her was none of those things.

"A health club membership and a busy schedule will melt the pounds off in no time," Lee replied.

"Where's your wife?" Amber asked, "Or aren't you married?"

"We were divorced a year ago," Lee explained.

"That's too bad," she said.

Lee shrugged. "I'm managing to survive," he said. "You know, Amber, you've changed."

Amber smiled. "How?" she asked.

"You're more beautiful than I remembered," Lee said. He liked the fact his compliment brought a flush to her lovely face. Life with Ed certainly hadn't damaged her looks.

"You weren't this smooth when we were in high school," Amber said.

Lee shrugged and felt his face get hot. "Does telling the truth make me smooth?" he responded.

Amber, who was also blushing, nodded.

The meal was served and they ate. While they were eating, a band set up on the stage. The class officers handed out various awards, then music began. 

Lee stood up and extended a hand to Amber. "Would you do me the honor of this dance?" he asked.

Amber nodded and stood. Lee realized he was right. Her figure was even better than he remembered it. She took his arm and they walked to the dance floor. Then she was in his arms, and they were moving around the floor.

"Thank you for asking me to dance," Amber said. "It's been a long time since I've danced."

"You dance well," Lee told her. He was acutely aware of how it felt to have her body pressed against his. Her warmth and the sweet perfume she wore tantalized him. The movement of her body under his hands as they glided around the floor stirred tension in his groin. He felt himself growing harder and harder as her body brushed his. "This is great! I'm responding just like a horny teen-ager!" he thought.

But, unlike those younger years, when he always attempted to hide his excitement from his partner, Lee made no effort to conceal his growing tumescence tonight. As his penis grew and swelled, he continued holding his former classmate close, pressing her body against his.

Amber felt Lee's erection brush her leg and a shudder of delight went through her. She thought back to their high school years. One year Lee invited her to the prom. She turned him down, preferring to wait for Ed to ask her. What would her life have been like if she'd agreed to go to the prom with Lee? The only thing she wouldn't have that she had now was her son. She pressed closer to her former classmate, excitement growing inside her.

"You know," she whispered in his ear, "I should have accepted your invitation to the prom."

"Oh?" Lee asked.

"Don't you remember?" Amber said. "You asked me to go to the prom with you when we were juniors and I said I couldn't. I...I was waiting for Ed to ask me. Maybe I should have gone with you."

"Maybe it wasn't meant to be," Lee said. "Sometimes things have to wait for the time to be right."

Amber wasn't sure how to take his comment. Was he suggesting a possibility that more might come of this night than dancing? She trembled softly and laid her head on his chest.

They danced almost every dance, especially the slow ones, and all too soon the evening was over. They walked back to the table, their arms around each other's waists. Both of them regretted that the evening had to end and wondered if the other felt the same way.

Along with their other former classmates, Lee and Amber walked out to the parking lot, neither one of them wanting the evening to be over.

"Why don't we get a drink somewhere?" Lee suggested.

"Nothing will be open this late," Amber said. "Jamestown hasn't changed much since you moved away."

"There's one place we can go," Lee said, and dangled his room key. "I've got one of those mini-bars in my motel room. It's stocked with all kinds of adult beverages."

"Yes!" Amber exclaimed. She moved into his arms and their lips met. When she felt Lee returning the kiss, delicious feelings flooded her, making her weak. She wanted Lee and believed he wanted her, too! It felt that way, anyhow, when he pressed against her!

Amber very much wanted her life to change. Because she was lonely, she had fallen into an affair with a friend of her son's. Although love-making with the young man was wonderful, she couldn't keep herself from feeling guilty about sleeping with the teenager. She'd been telling herself that, if she ever had the chance to start a relationship with someone her age, she'd jump at the opportunity. It looked to her as if that opportunity might have arrived and she was about to leap headlong into it.

In the car on the way to his motel, Amber felt giddy, like a teen-ager on her first date. "I...I've never ridden in a BMW before," she said nervously.

"Like it?" Lee asked.

"I...ah...I guess I could get used to it," Amber told him.

Lee pulled into the parking lot of the large, expensive motor lodge where he was staying, drove to his room, and parked.

Amber was impressed. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't asked Lee what he did for a living. Whatever it was, he obviously was doing very well financially. Suddenly, a feeling of panic swept over her. What would he think of her, acting the way she was? What would happen when they got in his room? What kind of lover would he be? Why had she done this? What if...he was planning to exact some kind of revenge on her for turning him down for the prom?

"You all right?" Lee asked. He had noticed her discomfiture.

Amber nodded.

"I'll take you home, if you'd like," he told her.

She shook her head and opened the door. Too late to turn back now. She hoped she was right about what his intentions were when he invited her to his room. It would kill her if it turned out they were honorable.

Lee slipped his arm around Amber's waist as they walked to his room. He felt her trembling and realized how nervous she was. He fumbled his key out of his pocket, opened the door, and led Amber inside.

"Ah...do you, um, really want a drink?" he asked after he closed and locked the door.

"No," Amber replied. She walked over to him and put her hands on his hips.

"Me, either," Lee said. His lips covered hers.

 Heat flashed through Amber as feelings that had lain dormant too long were re-awakened by Lee's kiss. Her mouth opened and her tongue stabbed into his mouth. His tongue met it and their oral digits dueled. Her legs went weak.

When the kiss ended, Amber leaned back in Lee's arms and looked into his eyes. She was having a hard time getting her breath. His look was tender and he stroked her face softly with his fingers. The tender gesture added to the roaring sensations of passion that were threatening to overwhelm her.

Lee's hand moved down and caressed the skin of her shoulders and throat, exposed by the low-cut top of the dress Amber had on.

"Ahhhhh!!!" she murmured. "Oh, Lee, that feels heavenly!!!"

"I'm glad," Lee replied. "I've wanted to touch you like that since the first time I saw you tonight." His hand plunged into the low neck of her dress and cupped one of her breasts. "I've wanted to do this, too," he said softly.

Amber was sure she would faint as wild, yet sweet, sensations caused her stomach to churn. She hoped he wouldn't think badly of her body. She was over forty and had a grown son, but she watched what she ate and exercised to retain her shape. She still occasionally caught men eyeing her when she wore jeans. It certainly felt as if Lee was turned on, so maybe she was still attractive! What he was doing to her breast felt so good!

Lee was thrilled by Amber's reaction to his touch. From the way her body was responding, it seemed she was as hot for him as he was for her! "You really are beautiful, Amber!" he whispered.

Her classmate's words thrilled Amber. She wanted him to want her! The hand massaging her breast felt so good! It had been so long since she'd felt like this! She needed to make love with him! Desperately!

"Ohhhhh, Lee!!!!!!! Yesssss!!" she murmured.

Lee's hand slid out of her dress and he began unbuttoning the row of buttons down the front of the garment. When the dress was open, he pushed the loosened garment down over her shoulders, exposing her bra-covered breasts. The dress continued to slide down Amber's arms and softly, noiselessly, fell to the floor. Lee stroked his companion, his hands moving over her shoulders and down again onto her arms. Her breasts were cradled by a low-cut bra that fastened in front. Her erect nipples pressed against the sheer silken fabric.

"It's really going to happen!" Amber thought as she felt yearning blossom in her body as Lee undressed her. His hands gently cupped her breasts and he began thumbing her nipples through the bra. She sucked in a deep breath as pleasure coursed through her. "Ohhhh!!!!!!!! Oh...Goddddd!!!" she moaned, trembling, "Oh, Lee, that feels so good!!!" She was afraid her legs wouldn't hold her any more. They felt weak and were quivering.

Lee undid the bra clasp and her breasts were bared to his avid gaze. The freed globes sagged only slightly and her large nipples strained outward. Even her areolas were distended with passion. 

"I...I'm...afraid...I'll...fall," Amber stammered. "My legs...they're...they're too weak!"

Lee put his arms around her and led her to the bed. He gently lowered her onto it, then he removed his clothes. Amber watched him, her chest heaving, her insides fluttering. Then, as naked as she, Lee stretched out on the bed next to her. His arms slid around her and his lips sought hers. She turned into him and felt his hands glide up her bare back.

Lust blotted out everything from Amber's mind! She shivered as her classmate stroked her as gently as any man ever had. Then her head rolled back and her face became a mask of passion when his lips and tongue began to work on her breasts.

"Nice!!! Oh, God, Lee!! That feels soooo nice!!!" she cooed as his mouth worked on her, building her exhilaration to startling levels. She'd never felt this good just from having her breasts sucked! If she didn't know better, she'd think she was going to...

"Oh, God!!!!!! Oh, God!!!! What's happening to meeee????!!!!!" she cried as powerful feelings roared through her. "Oh...God!!!!! Oh, God!!!!!!! My God...I'm...commmminnnnngggg!!!!!! Lee!!!!!!! Lee!!!!!!!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!" Her hands clutched his head and her body twisted and turned as spasm after spasm of delight jolted her. Finally she lay back on the bed, her chest heaving.

Lee was startled when Amber came. He had never before seen a woman reach orgasm from having her breasts sucked before! He moved up next to her, watching the even rise and fall of her chest. Then he slid his hands down over her belly and removed her pantyhose, leaving her totally nude. Her softly rounded belly showed faint stretch marks. She might not have a perfect body, maybe, but to Lee she was terribly stimulating. He kissed the soft skin of her stomach.

Amber's eyes popped open when Lee's lips touched her belly. Then his hand began to slide over her legs, each caress building passion that had only been partially dampened by her just-completed orgasm. In the middle of rolling wave after rolling wave of delight, Amber realized his lips were moving toward her center, to her aching vagina. His tongue parted her soaking wet labia and her hips rose off the bed, pressing her tighter against his mouth. Startled, Amber realized she was about to lose control again...

"Aggggggaiinnnnnn!!!!!! Oh...Jesus!!!!!! Agggggaiinnnnn!!!!! My God, Lee!!!!!! My God!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg agggainnnn!!!!" Amber cried as Lee's lips and tongue continued mauling her vagina. "Lee!!!! Oh, Lee!!!!!! Yesssss!!! Yesss!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!"

After her orgasm passed, Amber was acutely aware she'd had two spectacular orgasms and her companion hadn't had any. She took him into her arms and kissed him. "What about you?" she asked. "You've made me feel so sublime! What about you?"

"I want you, Amber," he replied softly. "Very much!"

"Then take me!!! Please, Lee!!! Take me!!!" Amber groaned. She realized that, despite all the bliss she'd enjoyed, she was still turned on! She wanted him!

Lee rolled atop her, kissing her, feeling her rigid nipples press into his chest. Her legs parted, rose, and locked behind his. His erection, trapped between them, pressed against her belly.

Having him on top of her was wonderful, Amber thought. And the erection pressing into the soft flesh of her stomach felt huge! Her belly quivered as if there were a million hyper-active butterflies in it! She wanted him in her! She needed him in her!

"Please, Lee!!! I want you in me!!! Please, Lee!!! Don't make me wait!!!" she begged.

Lee lifted his hips and the rigid shaft slid down between her lust-dampened, lips. He felt her warmth against the tip of his erection and pressed downward. Tremors shook both their bodies as the wedge-shaped head parted her labia and slid into her slick, yearning opening.

"Yesss!!! Yessss!!!" Amber groaned. "Give it to me!!! Put it in meee!!!"

Lee was surprised how tightly her opening clutched him as he forced his way into her. "God, you're tight!" he exclaimed.

Amber had no doubt now that he found her exciting. What he was doing thrilled her from her toes to the roots of her hair! She pushed her hips up off the bed, welcoming him deeper into her body until she felt his pubic hair mingling with hers. He was in her now, all the way!

"Goddd!!! I need that so badly!!!" she groaned. "Please, Lee, don't stop!!! Ohhhh!!! Please!!! Don't ever stop!!!"

Lee began to drive into her and she lifted her hips to meet his powerful thrusts! He gave her thrills and she returned them! Amber couldn't recall ever feeling as good as she did at that minute!

"Feels so good!!! Ohhh!!! So...so good!! Yes!!! Yes!!! I'm so close!!! Yes!! Yes!!! Yesss!!!" She heard herself babbling, but couldn't stop. The sensations were too much!

Lee couldn't believe how good she was making him feel, and his own excitement mounted toward the peak of bliss. She was so tight! The walls of her snug cave of flesh rippled, the wave-like movements milking him.

"Ohhhhhh!!!...Ohhhhhhh!!!...Oh, God!!!!...Oh, Goddd!!!" Amber cried out and her body suddenly went crazy. "Don't...stop!!! No!!! Never...stop!!! Yessss!!!! So....goood!!!!!!!!! Yesssss!!!!! Yesssss!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Lee's rode his partner's bucking body as the throes of her orgasm caused her to strain and twist with surprising strength. The clasping action of her vagina sucked his orgasm from him.

"Nowwwwww!!! Take itttttttt!!!" he cried as his sticky sauce burst from him in powerful orgasm-induced spurts.

Overwhelmed by what they'd shared, they lay in each other's arms, resting once their passion had spent itself.

"My God!" Amber said softly. "I can't remember the last time I felt this wonderful! You're fantastic!"

Lee smiled and kissed her. "You aren't so bad yourself," he said.

They snuggled together and since the hour was late and they both were tired, they dozed off without intending to.

Amber awoke first, confused to find herself in a motel room and that it was daylight. Lying naked in the motel bed next to her former high school classmate, she realized she'd missed too much in life and decided she wouldn't miss any more. Her son was grown and out of the house now, so she didn't have to worry about him. For once, she would show some concern for her own needs!

Smiling, she looked at Lee, still lying there, dead to the world. Not wanting to wake him, she pulled the covers off his naked body. She wanted to see the instrument that had given her so much pleasure the night before. There it was, lying limp against his leg.

"It really is small when it's soft!" she thought. Gently, she took the limp organ in her hand, then she bent and kissed it. When she did, it jumped, then began to swell. Excitement flooded her and, without thinking, she took it into her mouth.

Lee awakened when Amber pulled down the covers, but didn't let her know. He hadn't anticipated what she did next, though, and almost jumped off the bed when she grabbed his penis. When she put it in her mouth, he had to bite his lip to keep from moaning. As Amber sucked it, his cock grew harder, fuller, longer.

Lee's organ continued to swell inside her mouth and Amber's insides began churning. She considered letting him come in her mouth, then she decided she wanted to have his magnificent penis in her again. She turned, positioned herself over him, and impaled herself on it.

"Good...morning!" Lee said, finally, no longer able to remain silent. "Don't stop!"

"I...Oh, Jesus!...I...Ohhh!!!...I'm not about to" Amber replied, rocking her hips, riding him. Beautiful sensations blasted through her.

Lee watched Amber's flushed face, and gazed at her bobbing breasts. It felt so good! He cupped the dangling globes of flesh and thumbed the distended tips.




Graduation and... Ch. 17



Amber was ecstatic. It was going to happen again! She was on her way to another fantastic orgasm! She needed this kind of loving so much! Her hips moved faster and faster. It was going to happen...

"Darling!!! Darling!!! Yesssss!!!! Yesssss!!!! I...I neeeeeedddd...ittttt!!!!...Yessssss!!!!" she cried. "I'm...cominngggggg!!! Yessssssssssssssss!!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggggg!!!!!"

"Unnnnnnn!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!!" Lee groaned, pumping his hot white fluid into her while pleasure rushed through him like a spring flood.

Afterward they lay wrapped in each other's arms, sated. Lee kissed Amber. "Do you want me to drive you home?" he asked.

"If you want to," she said.

"This was the most wonderful reunion I've ever had." Lee kissed her again.

"Does that mean I won't see you for another five years?" Amber asked.

Lee looked at her, very serious. "I'm not sure I can wait that long," he told her.

She moved against him, and their lips met.




Graduation and... Ch. 18



Bobby couldn't wait for the graduation ceremonies to end. Afterward, he and Paula were going to spend the weekend alone at a beach house her parents owned. He was surprised when both his parents and hers agreed to let them do that, but they had and, as soon as they could, he and Paula would be on their way.

As the young man sat there, listening to the commencement speaker drone on, and his thoughts drifted to what happened between him and Mrs. Dennison a few days earlier.

He'd been making progress in extricating himself from some of the relationships he'd been having. He fixed up one of his adult lovers with a friend of his, and they seemed to be hitting it off well, if what his friend Stacey told him was true.

Then he learned his aunt had a thing going with a police officer she'd met. He'd been debating what to do about Mrs. Dennison, a slim, beautiful black woman who was married to a doctor who was too busy to take care of his wife's needs.

After Paulette called...

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...Bobby went over to her house. She greeted him at the door when he rang the doorbell. He stared at her. She really was something else! Today she had on a knee-length white skirt, cinched around her neat waist by a black belt. A wonderful expanse of her dusky, flat belly showed above the skirt. Beyond that was a skimpy white top with black dots and black buttons and a white jacket. He looked at her and swallowed hard. She was dynamite!

"I'm glad you could come over today, Bobby," Paulette said.

"Ah...yeah," Bobby gulped. "Me, too." He knew he had to break off his relationship with her, but he also knew that he'd never forget her.

"Follow me," she said. She started down a hallway toward a flight of stairs.

Bobby watched her walk away from him for a second or two, then started after her. Watching Paulette go up the stairs was a treat. Her hips swayed wonderfully and her taut, well-formed calves looked very inviting. By the time they reached the second floor, his erection was pressing against his jeans. Paulette was one hot lady!

She opened the door to her bedroom and went inside. Bobby followed. Inside, she turned and grinned at him, giggled softly, and moved closer to him. The scent of her perfume was spellbinding. Her brown eyes peered at him, the look in them tempting. She licked her lips.

Bobby put his hands on her bare waist. The next thing he knew, she was pressed against him, her lips were glued to his, and her tongue was in his mouth, lashing his. A soft, urgent moan issued from her as they kissed, and her body moved provocatively against his.

Bobby made no secret of the tumescent mass in his pants, thrusting it against her while he clutched her to him. He slid his hands up warm, silken skin, under her loose top, onto her firm, bare, breasts.

Paulette groaned and rotated her hips against his swollen cock. "Yeahhh!! Oh, yeahhhh!!!" she moaned. "God, Bobby, you have such marvelous hands!"

Bobby teased the tips of her swollen globes with until they were as hard as he'd ever seen them then, with his hands shaking, he stripped her jacket, then her top, from her. His trembling hands moved to her waist, undid the belt and fastener at the waist of her skirt and let it drop.

Her eyes aflame, Paulette stood before him naked, save for a lacy white string bikini. Bobby gazed on her ravishing form. Unclothed, she was as lovely a woman as he'd ever seen, and the white undergarments made her look incredibly enticing! Her lean body was firm and rounded in all of the right places. Her breasts, though small, were incredibly shapely. She had a flat belly, rounded hips, and lithe legs. Her ebony skin was silky smooth and taut.

"You are gorgeous!" he whispered, reverence in his voice.

Paulette's hands were at work on his clothes, opening the shirt and stripping it from him, her actions heated, fervent. Then she was opening his pants, pushing them down over the distended pole that desperately sought to escape the prison of clothing that held it captive.

Bobby's legs were quaking, his chest was heaving. His mind was awhirl with wild, erotic sensations. He watched the gorgeous ebony-skinned woman sink to her knees in front of him, then he gasped with joy when her lips surrounded the tip of his swollen shaft. "Gahhhhh!!!" he cried. "Damn!!! Oh, Damn!!!!"

Paulette's lips performed erotic magic on Bobby's cock, which swelled even more as she sucked it. He kept his eyes shut. If he watched her, he knew he'd lose control! He was terribly close to doing just that as it was. Then the delightful caress of her lips was gone, along with the light touch of her hands on his buttocks. Bobby opened his eyes. She wasn't there! He looked around, desperate.

"Over here!" Paulette's voice came from behind him.

He turned. She was lying on the bed, legs splayed, arms beckoning.

"Take me, Bobby!" she urged. "Now! Hurry, Bobby!!!! I need you!"

He fell atop her and felt her fingers wrap around his cock. Ecstasy rushed through him as his rigid shaft sank into her welcoming body. His hips surged downward, burying his stave in her. Her legs wrapped around him and her hips worked frantically against his. It was as if she were trying to suck him into her! It was incredible!

"Gimmmeeeeee!!! Gimmmmeeee!!!" Paulette groaned, her hands clutching at him, raking his back. Her wonderful body labored against his.

Bobby was enjoying this as much as he always did. He'd made love with a lot of passionate women, but Paulette was one of the most passionate! He would have preferred to take things slowly, but she didn't give him that choice. Her response was so wild, so desperate, he found himself responding in kind. Powerfully, he thrust, feeling his cock sluice in and out of her humid gash. Release rushed forward, unstoppable.

"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby cried as, with sensations so sweet they were almost painful, his juices flooded his partner's welcoming, pulsating channel.

"Eeeeeeyeahhhhhhh!!!! Eeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paulette screamed, her fingers digging into the flesh of his back, her legs clamping him, while her body went wild. "Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhh!!! Gimmmmeeeeeeeee!!! Gimmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee!!! Gimmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

 Bobby knew few women who came more ferociously than Paulette did. He kept moving against her and her frantic responses continued for what seemed like ages. At last she relaxed, releasing him from the snug grip of her hands and legs. He rolled off her and lay on the bed, gasping for breath.

"Damn!" he heard her say. "Jesus, Bobby! That was something else! I can't get over what a wonderful lover you are!"

He rolled on his side and looked into Paulette's lovely dark face. "You're pretty wild yourself," he said.

"I want more!" Paulette said, surprising him with the level of hunger in her voice. Her hand sought his softening cock. "I need more of this! Lots more!"

The beautiful dark-skinned woman slid down and took his sticky column in her mouth. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over Bobby while her lips worked their magic on him, making just as hard as he'd been before they started.

Finally Paulette released him from her mouth. "Do me again!" she cried. "From the back!" She knelt on the bed next to Bobby, her dripping gash near his face, inviting him to pillage her once more.

Bobby got to his knees, moved behind her, gripped his swollen wand in his hand, and sank it once more into her lean body.

"Yeahhhhhhh!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!!" Paulette mewled. "Gimmmmeeee!!! Gimmmmmeeeeee!!!!"

This time the urgency wasn't there, at least not on Bobby's part. He plunged slowly, purposefully, into the wondrous body of the woman kneeling in front of him, watching her quiver as rapture roiled through her. He leaned forward and clasped her breasts, letting the nipples protrude between his fingers. With the extra leverage the position afforded him, he began moving with more force.

"Yeah!!!! Harder!!! Harder!!!" Paulette groaned. "Give it to me harder!!!"

Bobby was not about to refuse Paulette's plea. His thighs slapped against hers as he increased the force of his thrusts. Her body slammed back to meet his.

"Nowwwwwwww!!!! Oh, Godddddddd!!! Nowwwwwww!!!!!" his partner cried, "Gimmmmmeeeeeee!!! Oh, gimmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!" And, as she screamed, she exploded into paroxysms of ecstasy.

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby yelled, exploding once more into the quavering cavern that had engulfed and was caressing his cock.

Spent, they collapsed onto the bed, Bobby still lying atop the woman he'd ravished. Neither of them moved nor spoke for quite a while. Finally, Paulette extricated herself from under Bobby and turned to face him.

"I can't believe it!" she said. "I can't get over what a fantastic lover you are! You make me feel so wonderful!"

Bobby kissed her. "I'm glad you think so," he said.

Paulette caressed his face with a lovely hand. "I have sad news for you, my love," she said, then she kissed him gently.

"What?" Bobby asked.

His companion frowned. "My husband has been offered a job at another hospital," she said. "A better job, more pay, more prestige. We're going to be moving."

Bobby realized he wouldn't have to break up with her after all. "That's too bad," he replied. "When will you be leaving?"

"We're going next week to see what things look like," she said. "Our house is already on the market." She kissed him again. "I'm not sure how I'm going to survive without what you've been giving me."

Since he wasn't going to be seeing her any more, Bobby figured he might as well enjoy their last time together, and make it as special for her as he could. "We don't have to stop yet, do we?" he asked her, smiling.

Paulette grinned. "No, my love, I guess we don't," she said. She pulled him against her and her lips covered his.

Bobby rolled on top of her and she slid her hand between them, gripped his cock, and guided it to her slick opening. He'd never known anyone as tight as Paulette! As wet as she was, his cock had to fight its way into her. Ecstasy rushed through him and pleasure became the only thing he was aware of!

The lithe, lovely woman locked her legs behind Bobby and forced her pelvis against him. Her eyes were shut, her neck muscles straining, and her body writhed against his. Suddenly, she exploded. "Yeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she yelled. "Give it to me, Bobby!!! Harder!!! Oh, shit!!! Harder!!! Harder!!! Oh, shit!!! I'm...I'm commmminnnnnnnngggggggg!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Paulette's wild motions sent a hurricane of delectable emotions racing through the young man's body. It was so intense he had little control! His hips began a wild tattoo, driving against her, his passion rising, then supreme delight washed over him. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he cried as he erupted into her.

Finished, Bobby pulled out of Paulette, then he put his arms around her and looked at her. She was gorgeous. He kissed her, gently at first, but the kiss grew fervid, her arms stole around him, and she molded her wondrous dusky body to his.

His hands roamed the smooth sable surface of her slim form, stroking her everywhere. She moaned softly and her tongue poked into his mouth and lashed his.

The kiss, sweet as it was, ended. Bobby's lips moved to her neck, then onto her chest. Breath hissed from her and she rolled on her back, giving him better access to her breasts. He took his time, sucking the rigid tips and nibbling them, to the accompaniment of Paulette's sounds of elation.

"I love the way you make me feel, Bobby," she purred. Her hand coasted over his back as he devoured her with his lips and tongue. "You're the only man who's ever made me feel this way!" She began to squirm, her body moving sinuously, driven by the pleasure his lips, tongue, and hands were evoking. "God, am I ever going to miss this!" Her body twisted and turned when his hand slid between her slim legs and onto her pussy. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned. Her hips rose off the bed as her back arched. "That's wonderful, Bobby! So wonderful!!"

He slid a finger into her snug opening, slick and slippery with the juices he'd spewed into it earlier, and began thrusting gently. At the same time, his lips left her hard-tipped breasts and began moving across her concave belly. Her skin rippled as his tongue lapped it. The fact that the skin was dark made what he was doing that much more arousing.

"Gahhhh!!!!" Paulette groaned as she strained against his mouth. "You're making me crazy, Bobby!!! That feels so good!!! So wonderful!!! So wonderful!!!"

He kissed through her pubic hair, his tongue licking the opening his finger was thrusting into. Her hips rose, pressing her vagina against his face.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Yesssssss!!!" she cried. "So good!!! So good!!!" Her hips twisted and her legs strained, a result of the intense pleasure being evoked in her.

Bobby's tongue explored the upper rim of her slit, seeking her clit, finding it. He lashed the swollen nubbin with his tongue and she went wild!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Too good!!! Too good!!! My God!!!" Paulette wailed. "Never, ever felt this goood!!! God!!! Oh, God!!! I can't stand it!!! I can't stand itttt!!! Feels too goooooddd!!! I....I...Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her body stiffened and quivered, her fingers dug into his arm. "Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Screams of delight continued to pour from the sable beauty and her body remained arched, quivering, quaking, straining. "Eeeeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

After her last, loud cry, Paulette went limp. Bobby kissed her vagina one last time, pulled his finger out, and stretched out next to her on the bed.

Paulette lay there, her chest rising and falling gently, her eyes closed, a smile on her face. Then she turned to face Bobby, opened her pretty brown eyes, and smiled softly. "God! That was incredible!" she gushed, "You have a magic tongue!" She pressed against him and kissed him fervently.

Working on her had revitalized Bobby's cock. It pressed against the soft, smooth skin of her belly. She slid a hand between them and gripped it. "You're hard again!" she exclaimed, looking startled. "I...I..."

"You want to quit?" he asked.

Paulette stroked his cock and shook her head. "No! Never! Make me feel like that again, Bobby!" she gasped.

"I'll like to try," Bobby told her. He began caressing her peaked ebony breasts once more.

"That's it, Bobby, make love to me again!" Paulette moaned, her chest heaving, her hand clutching his cock. "I want you in me!"

Bobby had her roll on her side, her back to him. He guided one lean, lovely ebony leg over his, pulled her against him, then he reached over her and guided his cock into her. A shudder of ecstasy went through him as his rigid pole entered her incredibly snug channel.

"You're so big!" Paulette gasped, "You have no idea how wild it feels when that thing of yours is in me! Jesus!!!"

Bobby began moving. His hand covered the spot where their bodies joined, found her clit, and began stroking it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paulette moaned. Her body jolted and shook. "So goooddd!!! Feels so goood!!! More!!! Do me more!!!!" Her hand covered his, urging him on.

Bobby had to call upon all his reserves of self-control to keep from coming, given the snug, rippling grip of her pussy. He kept thrusting into her and rubbing her clit. Soon he felt her stiffen and her hand tightened on his.

"Nowwwwwwwww!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!! Yessssss!!! Eeeeahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Nowwwwww!!! I'm commmminnnngggggg!!!! I'm commminnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggg!!!!!" Paulette shrieked, her body quaking.

There was no reason for Bobby to hold back any longer. He quivered and moaned as his pulsating cock spewed his hot cream into her. "Here it comes!! Take it!!! Take ittttttttt!!!" he yelled.

After that final joining, Bobby did have to leave, even though he really didn't want to.

Paulette walked to the door with him, pressed herself against him, and pulled his face to hers. Their lips joined in a fiery kiss.

"I...I'm really going to miss you," she said when the kiss ended.

Bobby saw the tears in her eyes and was touched. "No more than I'll miss you," he replied. And he would miss her, too.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Hey, Bobby!" his friend Eddie nudged him. "Pay attention! It's time to get our diplomas!" Bobby shook off his reverie, stood up, and started across the stage.




Graduation and... Ch. 19



"Oh, wow! Look at this place!" Bobby exclaimed when he and Paula pulled into the driveway of their weekend hideaway. The beach house was very modern and jutted out from the bank, set on top of pilings driven into the beach sands. Behind it, built into the bank, was a concrete parking area and two-car garage.

The minute the car stopped, Paula got out and started walking toward the house. Bobby watched her for a second, then got out of the car, too. Paula took the key out of her pocket and unlocked the door.

"You can see the ocean better from inside," Paula called. "There's a place to go down to the beach from inside."

Bobby got the luggage out of the car and followed Paula inside.

Paula was standing in front of ceiling-to-floor windows that formed up the ocean-side wall of the beach house's living room, gazing at the surging ocean. Bobby put down the suitcases, walked over behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She sighed softly and leaned back against him.

"This is wonderful!" she said softly. "I've always loved this place and it's really neat that you and I can be here together!"

"I'm glad," Bobby replied. "I think it's pretty neat, too."

She put her hands on his and squeezed them pressing her bottom back against him. She was wearing a white sweater with a pink diamond pattern. It had a scoop neck, was cut very low in back, and fastened in back with two buttons near her waist. A snug pink mini-skirt clung to her lower half. Bobby slid his hands onto the smooth flesh of her back.

"God! I love how it feels when you touch me!" she purred.

Deftly, he undid the buttons holding her sweater closed and pushed it down. Paula straightened her arms and let it drop. His hands moved under her arms, onto her lovely, petite breasts. The nipples immediately swelled against his palms.

"Godddd!!!! You make me feel so good!!!" she murmured, wriggling her ass against his cock, which was fast growing rigid in his pants. "When you touch me it makes me feel all funny inside!"

Bobby managed to get the zipper on her skirt down and, soon, that garment was a pile of cloth around her feet. She wore no underwear, so that left her totally nude, exposed to his avid caresses. His hands were everywhere on her smooth, warm flesh. He touched every part of her he could reach.

"I can't believe we're doing this front of the window!" Paula sighed, quivering, squirming, pressing against her lover.

Bobby's hand crept between her legs, through her sparse pubic hair, onto her sopping wet opening.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paula murmured. Her hips pressed back against Bobby more He slid one finger into Paula's tight nook. He had both hands at her middle now, and began finger-fucking her and playing with her clit at the same time.

"Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!" Paula moaned, a result of the pleasure his caresses evoked. "Bobbeee!!! Oh, God!!! Bobbeee!!! If...if you keep that up, I'm gonna...Ohhhhhh!!! I'm gonna come!!!!!"

He licked her ear. "Go ahead, baby," he whispered, "Come for me."

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Paula groaned. Her hips went wild as an orgasm swept over her. "Bobbeeeeeee!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Bobbeeeeeee!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" She twisted and turned as passion coursed though her.

Paula sagged in Bobby's arms after her orgasm passed. "How come you...did...that?" she panted.

She was so limp Bobby had to help her stay standing. He picked her up in his arms and kissed her. "Because I wanted to," he replied. "I love making you feel good."

"But what about you?" she asked.

He was heading for the bedroom. "What about me?" he asked.

"You're turned on," Paula whispered, her hands touching his face lightly, wonderfully, "I...I could feel it." She looked around. "Where are we going?"

He carried her through the doorway into the bedroom, which he'd noticed as he carried the luggage in. "In here," he said.

"Oh, wow!" Paula exclaimed. An alluring smile brightened the lovely blonde's face when she realized where they were. "God!"

Bobby laid her on the bed, a king-sized water bed, then began stripping off his clothes. It wasn't long before he was stretched out next to Paula on the bed.

Their hands moved over each other's bodies, and Bobby knew pleasure so sweet it was almost caused an overload of delight. Paula began kissing his chest, her tongue teasing his nipples into tingling, electrifying life. He was already turned on, and what she was doing escalated his passion to nearly unbearable levels.

"I...I have to...have...you!" he groaned, pushing her on her back, kissing her nipples, feeling her warm body moving sinuously against his as he slid on top of her.

"Take me!!! Please!!! Take meeeeee!!!" Paula groaned, spreading her legs, pulling at him. "Take meeeee, Bobby!!!"

Bobby lifted his hips and Paula's hand slid between them and gripped his cock. He lowered himself and experienced the thrill of entering Paula's glorious body. Passion roiled through him as his hardened shaft crowded into her snug channel.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, God, that feels good!!!" Paula moaned. "I love itttt!!! I love you!!!"

"I love you, too," Bobby replied. He began moving his hips slowly, dragging his cock out of her, then shoving it back in. Paula's sleeve clutched him as if her body didn't want to lose contact with his.

"Yessssss!!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!!" Paula wailed as he plumbed her body with his cock. "Please!!! Please!!! Take meeeee!!! Bobbeeeeeee!!! Take meeeee!!! Please!!! Please!!!"

Bobby responded to his companion's pleas with fervor, driving his cock into her with more and more force. The water bed rocked, shifted, and gurgled; adding to their pleasure, intensifying the frantic movements of their joining.

"I can't wait!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! I can't wait!!!!" Paula cried, her back arching, her hips twisting lustfully. "Nowwwwwww!!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!"

"Paulaaaaaaaa!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!" Bobby cried, as his body wracked with exquisite spasms. "Yesssssssss!!! Yessssssss!!!!!" Torrents of his molten cream gushed into Paula.

"I can't believe how good you make me feel!" Paula murmured, hugging him, kissing him, once their furious joining was complete. "I never knew it could feel like this!"

"I've never been any happier," Bobby said. "Making love with you is the most wonderful thing I've ever known."

It was true. Bobby's sex life had been good - amazing, in fact. In spite of that, making love with Paula was sweeter, more satisfying, than anything he'd ever known. He knew at that minute he never wanted to make love with another woman.

"What are you thinking about?" Paula asked. She was upon one elbow, looking down at him.

Bobby gazed at her. He couldn't get over how lovely she was. And the fact that she was naked... "I was thinking about us," he said. "About how I want to be with you for the rest of my life. About how you're the best lover I ever had."

Paula blushed and looked a little embarrassed. "You're just saying that, aren't you?" she asked.

He pulled her onto him and kissed her. "I'm not just saying that," he told her after the kiss ended. "I've never made love with anyone who makes me feel as wonderful, as satisfied, as content, as you do. I love you."

Paula kissed him and snuggled in the circle of his arms. "It makes me feel kind of funny to hear you say that," she whispered. "But I love it. I love you."

They stayed in bed a while longer. Bobby didn't want to surrender the delightful contact he had with Paula's wonderful body. After a while, she shifted in his arms and kissed him. "I have to pee," she said. She slipped out of his arms and got out of bed.

Bobby watched his stunning companion pad nude across the room and through the doorway, out of sight. He took a deep breath and savored the wonders that had befallen him.

Paula appeared from the bathroom walked across the room, and stood next to the bed, smiling down at him. "Why don't we go out on the beach for a while?" she said. "It's gorgeous out and I'd like to get some sun."

"Sounds good to me," Bobby said. "Why don't you go ahead? I'll get cleaned up and be right out."

Paula went to her suitcase and got out her swimsuit, then slipped it on. Bobby watched and had a hard time breathing. Her suit was a scanty blue bikini; a thin band of cloth edged with ruffles along the top edge made up the strapless top, and an equally miniscule lacy ruffled band provided barely modest cover for her middle.

"God!" Bobby exclaimed. "You're beautiful!"

Paula blushed all over. "You're just saying that," she whispered. "But...but I love it." She grinned. "I'm going out. Don't make me wait."

"You won't have to," he said. He pushed himself out of bed and headed for the bathroom, pausing to watch the provocative movement of Paula's scantily clad bottom as she walked out of the room.

Bobby cleaned himself up, then he dug his swimsuit and a sweatshirt out of his suitcase, put them on, and went to join Paula on the beach.

They lay on the beach for a while, then they got up and headed back to the beach house. When the reached the stairs inside the door that opened onto the beach, Bobby pulled Paula against him and kissed her, then he scooped her up in his arms, carried her up the stairs, and headed for the bedroom. She nestled her head into the crook of his shoulder and kissed him on the neck.

Bobby laid her on the bed, then he laid down next to her. For a while, they lay there, talking about the day and looking at each other.

"I love you," Paula said. She leaned over and her lips caressed Bobby's.

Bobby returned her kiss.

She lay back, pulling him with her, and he wound up laying across her diagonally. He kissed her face and tongue-teased her ear.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" she giggled, "I like that!"

From her ear, Bobby moved his kisses down her slim neck, and over her shoulder, enjoying the contact of his lips on her flesh. The taste and feel of her seemed fresh and new. Paula continued to murmur and shift, obviously enjoying what he was doing.

"You know," he said, "you have the softest, smoothest skin in the world." He covered her soft, warm, wet, inviting lips with his again. Then he kissed down her throat, across her chest, and into the valley between her lovely breasts.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned.

Under her right breast Bobby's lips moved. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that her nipple had begun to emerge. Kissing and licking lightly, Bobby circled the breast then started moving his caresses slowly upward, finally drawing one turgid nipple into his mouth. As softly as he could, he suckled and teased the rigid bud of flesh.

"Yesssss!!!! Oh, Yesssssss!!!!" Paula moaned.

Bobby took his mouth off the nipple and took it in his fingers. Back into the valley in the center of her chest his lips moved, finding it slightly sweaty. Paula arched her back, offering her body to his lips and hands.

"The other one!!! Please!!! Suck the other one, too!!!" she groaned.

Bobby tendered her other breast the same attention he'd shown it's mate, wringing more soft moans from Paula, causing the sinuous movements of her amazing body to increase in intensity. Thoroughly, he kissed and suckled the nipple in his mouth, at the same time continuing to caress the other one with his fingers. Her body began to tremble.

"You make me feel so good!!!" she exclaimed.

Bobby's lips abandoned her breast and began to move over the rest of her fabulous, lean body, traveling over the plane of her belly, bringing louder, more fervent moans.

"You're making me crazy!" Paula said.

He circled her exquisite navel with his tongue.

"Wuhhhhhh!!!" she gasped.

Downward he continued, over her flat belly. Bobby kissed his way across her belly to the edge of her pubic forest.

"Ohhhhh!!!!" Paula whimpered. Her hips rose, meeting his caress.

He kissed deeper and as he did, he heard more moans, felt more impassioned movement, when his tongue delved between her legs and found her erect clit.

"That's it!!! Feels so good!!! Yessssss!!!!!" she murmured.

Bobby continued to kiss her center and lovely thighs, so slim, so soft, and so warm so silky.

"You make me feel so good," Paula whimpered as her lover's slow, maddening kisses and caresses continued. "Please, Bobby!!! Please!!! Eat me!!! Please eat me!!!!"

Bobby's hands and lips slid lightly up a lithe thigh, heading toward her tasty vagina. He traced her swollen pink labia with his finger and touched her erect clit, bringing a gasp, then a sigh, from his lovely companion. Softly, he blew on her wet opening.

"Oh!!! Oh!!! Ohhh!!!" Paula moaned. "Please!!! Don't tease me!!!"

Bobby lowered his mouth to her, feeling her heat; then he tasted the hot, wet, sweetness of her.

"Uhhhhhh!!! Unnnhhhhh!!!" Paula moaned, arching her back, thrusting herself against him as he covered her vagina with his mouth and began to lick, suck, and tease.

"Ah!!! Ah!!!! Ah!!!! Oh!!!! Yes!!!! Yes!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!" Paula's moans and the wild motions of her body told the young man how much he was pleasing her. "So goooooodddd!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! So goooooddddd!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her hips rotated and she jammed herself against his mouth.

Bobby's cock was hard. He wanted her! He slid his hands up her thigh, lifting his mouth from her, and thrust a finger into her, his thumb going to her clit.

"Nooooooo!!! Don't stop!!!" she cried, then, "Ahhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Gnnnnnahhhhhhh!!!!"

Paula's lovely face was lustrous with passion, her chest heaved, and her body jerked and twisted as Bobby's hand plunged into her. "Take me!!! Please!!! Take me!!!" she begged.

Supporting his weight on his arms, Bobby did just that. His cock found it's way into her without assistance.

"Yesssss!!!!" Paula hissed as he slid into her snug opening.

Heat surrounded Bobby, sending thunderbolts of joy booming through him. Then he was all the way in, and their pubic mounds were pressed together. He paused, enjoying the warmth engulfing his cock. He withdrew until only the tip was in her.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Paula moaned. Her hips rose, not wanting to lose contact with him.

Back into her he slid, until their pubic mounds met again.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned, licking her lovely lips.

Hilted in her, Bobby began grinding against her.

Paula pushed upward, matching her movements to his. "Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!!" she chanted, body struggling against his, head rolled wildly from side to side.

Bobby pulled back, almost out of her, then arched his hips and slammed into her with a series of powerful thrusts. Paula shuddered from the force of his love making. His orgasm began to coalesce and focus, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded.

Paula's body grew taut and feral cries poured from her. Her grip on him tightened.

Buried inside her, Bobby felt the walls of her cave of love begin a rippling, clasping motion on his cock as she came.

Paula's hips came off the bed. She ground her pelvis against Bobby, delighting him with intense, wild, friction. Frantic moans and cries continued to emanate from her.

Paula's frantic motions drew a gushing flood of delight from Bobby, who moaned, and continued pounding mercilessly into her, driving her against the bed.

It was as if neither of them could stop. Their bodies bucked and toiled, draining every last bit of pleasure possible from their feverish coupling.

Exhausted, his penis limp, Bobby dropped onto the bed next to Paula, his arm around her.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" she hummed softly. "That was soooo nice!" She turned in his arms and kissed him. "I...I think you filled me up. It was like you were never going to stop coming!"

"I wondered about that too," Bobby said. He slid his hand down, clasped her buttock, and pulled her against him. She wriggled against him. Spent, satiated, and relaxed, they dozed off.

A soft tickle on Bobby's face woke him up. He heard Paula giggle as her touch caused him to jump.

"Hi, sleepyhead," she said and kissed him softly.

"Hi, yourself, wild thing," Bobby replied.

"You aren't going to sleep our weekend away, are you?" Paula asked, her eyes filled with deviltry.

"Not likely," Bobby said. He rolled over and began to tickle her ribs.

"Don't!!! Oh, God, that tickles!!! Hey!!! Don't!!!" she shrieked, writhing and twisting as his hands worked on her. Bell-like laughter erupted from her. He eventually stopped tickling and she collapsed on top of him.

"I...I love you," she said softly.

"I love you, too," Bobby replied, and their lips met insistently, tongues probing. Bobby enjoyed the contact of her warm body against his. "You know what?" he told her. "I think we may finally have screwed ourselves out. Me, anyhow."

Paula got a pouty look on her face. "Oh?" she said, "You don't want me any more?"

"Uh, it isn't that, not at all," Bobby replied. "Thing is, I'm not sure my old pecker's got any life left in it. I probably couldn't get it up again if I had a hydraulic jack."

"We'll see about that!" Paula said. She moved around, laid her head on his upper thighs, and began teasing his flaccid penis with a fine, slim hand.

"It's so small when it's soft," she whispered, "and it gets so big. How do you do that?"

Her touch, soft, warm, and wonderful, was producing results. Bobby was shocked to discover blood was again coursing into his organ, stiffening it.

"Uh!...I...Ah!...I...don't do...Ah!...it!" Bobby said. He shuddered. "It...Ah!...just...kinda...Oh!...does it all by itself. Ohhhhh!!!" His cock continued to swell and grow as Paula fondled it.

"I thought you said you were screwed out," she giggled.

"Uh!!...I guess I was...Ahhhhh!!!...wrong," he stammered. "My God! Don't stop! Ohhhhhh!!!!"

She kept teasing and tantalizing him with her hands, stroking his cock, pumping it. He could feel it swell and stiffen more and more. 

A wail escaped from Bobby's lips when Paula sucked his erect instrument into her mouth. Incredible sensations threatened to overpower him when she began raising and lowering her mouth, making him shake and twitch with pleasure. "Oh, God, Paula, do you have any idea how good you're making me feel?" he groaned.

She straddled him, holding herself away from him, grasping his cock in her slim hand, stroking the tip between her slippery vaginal lips.

"Tell me what you want," she asked, tantalizing him. "Come on, Bobby, tell me what you want!"

"You! God!! I want you!" Bobby replied feverishly. "I want to be in you! I want you!"

Paula lowered herself so the tip of his cock was just inside her. Spasms of delicious pleasure shot through him.

"Tell me again," she whispered, "Tell me what you want!"

"Unnnnhhhhh!!!" Bobby, wild, thrust with his hips, trying to enter her, but she pulled back. "Oh, Lord, I want you!!! I want to be in you, Paula!!! I have to be in you!!! Please, Paula, Oh, God, Please!!! Take me in you!!!"

Slowly, deliberately, she lowered herself. Bobby groaned, experiencing incredibly intense sensations, as his penis was slowly engulfed by her warmth and wetness. "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" he moaned as their damp, matted pubic hair tangled.

"It feels so good to be in you," he said as her warmth surrounded him, bathed him, and flowed through him.

Sitting upright, Paula began rotating her hips. Bobby's penis thrashed around inside her, the sensations were maddening. "Ohhhhhh!!!" she moaned, enjoying what she was doing. She rode Bobby slowly, rocking her hips and rotating them. Sensations of pleasure rolled through her of them with gentle intensity. "Ohhhhhh!!!" she cooed. "This feels so wild! Are you getting close?"




Graduation and... Ch. 19



"No," Bobby replied, "But don't stop! It...it sure does feel awesome!"

Rubbing, rolling, sliding, their joining continued. Sweat gleamed on their toiling bodies and pleasure, insistent and engulfing, suffused them, constantly magnifying. Their coupling was a sharing of pure pleasure. Neither of them wanted it to end.

"Turn around," Bobby said.

Paula looked puzzled. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"Turn so you're facing my feet," he said. "If...if you can, do it without taking me out of you."

Managing to keep him inside her, Paula managed to do as Bobby asked. After she finished, she was facing his feet, her bottom resting on his belly. "This is wild!" she murmured.

"Yeah!" Bobby agreed. The new position put a different kind of pressure on the point where their bodies were joined. He began stroking her back, watching her muscles move as his hands slid over her.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" Paula moaned. 

Bobby stroked and teased her luscious bottom, sliding a finger between her finely formed cheeks.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned. Her moan of delight told Bobby she enjoyed what he was doing. She leaned forward and grasped his ankles, making it easier for him to explore between her buttocks. Her movements grew more urgent. "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned, gasping, "God, Bobby, that feels so nice! Play with my ass! Yesssss!!! Please!"

The dusky circle of her anus winked at Bobby. Wetting a finger, he pressed against it and slowly his finger began to enter her.

"Mmmmmmm!! So good!!! So good! Yesss!! Do me!!!" Paula murmured as she humped backward against him.

Excitement raged in Bobby as he watched his dual invasion of her body. Waves of pleasure broke over him, but he kept on, realizing he was, after all, getting close to coming.

Paula's body whipped and her hair flew as she neared her peak, then the sounds coming from her and wild movements of her lovely form, told Bobby she'd crested.

Bobby cried out in ecstasy, erupting powerfully once more.

Paula's body continued to move wildly and her cries of joy echoed through the bedroom. Bobby wasn't sure she would ever stop coming.

When Paula's peak finally did pass, Bobby held her, his penis still in her, being massaged by the convulsing walls of her vagina. Their fluids leaked out of her and dripped onto him. He clung to her as his softening penis slid from her.

"Mmmmmmm!!!" Paula murmured, then she was silent except for her even breathing.



Graduation and... Ch. 20



Lois Tillman found herself in a situation she wished she could have avoided. Several months earlier, before she and her husband Rod split up, she agreed to let Dennis Livingston, the teen-age son of a friend, stay at her house for a few weeks while his parents traveled in Europe. The young man didn't want to go on the trip and her friend thought having the bookish, unathletic boy spend some time with Rod and Lois might be good for him.

Dennis was stocky and soft-looking, and he wasn't homely, either. He was also very intelligent, considerate and mannerly, unlike most of the boys his age in school. Lois, who'd known the young man since he was an infant, liked him quite a bit. She'd never been sure why her friend wanted the boy to change. "God, the last thing I'd want if I was his mother to have him turn into somebody like Rod," Lois mused. She didn't have the heart to tell her friend she and Rod had split up, so she was alone with a teen-age boy, and would be for two weeks.

It had been a while since Lois had enjoyed sex. Doreen, her female lover, was away attending a workshop on school administration and her male lover, Bobby Draper was busy with graduation festivities. The lack of sex had Lois feeling a little bit at loose ends.

She and her young visitor had just finished eating lunch and Dennis was helping her with the dishes. "You don't have to help with the dishes," she told the young man. "You can go on in and watch TV, if you want."

"I don't watch TV that much," Dennis replied. "There's not that much on that I like. Besides, I don't mind helping around the house. I do it at home."

"I'd think hanging around the house all day with an old lady like me would get boring," Lois said, "Maybe you can meet some kids your age while you're here this summer."

Dennis didn't know how to respond to Mrs. Tillman, who he thought was the most gorgeous woman he'd ever known. He'd had a crush on her ever since his hormones kicked into gear. He was ashamed to admit he didn't make friends very easily. "Ah...I...I don't know, maybe," he said.

Lois finished putting the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, added detergent, then closed the machine and turned it on.

"Is there anything you'd like to do?" she inquired.

"Not really," Dennis replied, staring at his feet.

Lois felt a rush of sympathy for the young man, who looked so lost. Without thinking about the consequences of her actions, she walked over, put her arms around him, and gave him what she intended to be a comforting, friendly hug. She wasn't prepared for the sensations that expolded through her the second her body came in contact with the teenager's.

Dennis's reaction to Mrs. Tillman's impulsive gesture was no less intense. His arms slid around her and he pulled her against him. His insides were in turmoil, and he felt his penis begin to distend. He broke his embrace and stepped back from the woman, his face red.

Lois found it difficult to breathe when the embrace ended. Had she felt something hard pressing against her? Was Dennis...? She shuddered. Why didn't she have more control over herself? Why couldn't she keep herself from feeling like this? It was bad enough she'd seduced one of her students and had been acting like a slut for several months now. Was she so depraved she would consider seducing her friend's son, too? "I...I, uh, have to do some laundry, Dennis," she stammered. She didn't know why she said that. Doing the laundry was the last thing on her mind.

"Yeah...well...I guess maybe I will go and watch some TV," Dennis stammered. He turned and walked into the living room.

Lois actually did her laundry. She had to do something to keep her mind off the powerful forces that seemed once again to be threatening to take charge of her and lead her to do something she knew was wrong. "What is wrong with me?" she thought as she stuffed dirty clothes into the washing machine. "I'm a grown woman! I'm supposed to act like an adult! This is crazy! How can I be thinking about letting something like this happen again?"

While Lois was in the laundry room, struggling with her emotions, Dennis was sitting in the living room, just as shaken. Mrs. Tillman's hug had left him unsettled. His parents weren't touchy people and the pretty woman's hug had caused him serious inner turmoil and confusion.

Lois finished the laundry and set to work making dinner. The physical contact between her and Dennis was still very much on her mind. "What am I going to do?" she wondered. "What if Dennis realizes the effect he had on me and tries to do something more? Then what? Will I be able to control myself if he does?"

Lois got the meal cooking and set the table. Anything to keep busy. That done, she checked the meat loaf she had put in the oven, then she turned on the burner under a pot of vegetables. Was she willing to let something happen between herself and her friend's son?

"Why not?" a voice in her head argued, "What's the harm? It isn't like it would be the first time." Lois tried to shrug the thoughts off, but couldn't.

Dennis sat in the living room, his mind still whirling with feelings and thoughts he couldn't comprehend. "Was Mrs. Tillman coming on to me?" he wondered. "My God! If she wants to go to bed with me, what am I going to do? She's Mom's best friend!" He had a hard time believing that might be the case. He had to be imagining things. Just the same, the erection triggered by Lois's impulsive hug continued to swell and made it uncomfortable for the young man to sit. He got up and went upstairs to the bathroom. Once he had the door locked, he opened his pants and took out his turgid organ.

"If...if she does want to make it with me, what...what if I'm not big enough?" he thought. He'd seen other boys' penises in the shower after gym class and they all looked bigger than his. He didn't know that penis size differs most when the penis is flaccid. In point of fact, when erect, he was quite well-endowed. He felt like doing something to relieve the discomfort, but didn't think it would be right to jerk off there. Instead, he got a washcloth and, by applying cold compresses, managed to reduce the swelling of his organ to manageable proportions. Finally, he went back downstairs.

"Dinner's ready," Lois announced, and the young man joined her at the kitchen table. She looked across the table at her young guest and saw the confusion in his eyes. "Dennis, are you all right?" she asked.

Dennis kept his eyes on the plate of food in front of him and nodded. "Ah...yeah, sure, I guess so," he replied. He wasn't sure at all.

They finished the meal in silence. Neither of them knew what to say, or what to do.

After dinner, Dennis helped Lois clear the dishes and get them in the dishwasher. When they finished, the young man went back into the den and sat down in front of the TV.

A few minutes later, Lois walked in. "What do you want to do tonight, Dennis?" she asked.

"I...I dunno," the young man replied.

"I have a VCR," Lois said. "Would you like to watch a movie?"

Dennis nodded. "OK," he said softly.

"Is there any movie in particular you'd like to watch?" Lois asked. "If we don't have it, we can rent it."

"Whatever you want to watch is fine with me," Dennis said.

Lois and Dennis looked at each other, neither of them sure what to do or say. Both of them were acutely aware that tension - sexual tension - was growing between them, and neither of them knew what to do about it.

Finally, Lois forced herself to walk over, pick out a movie, and put it in the VCR. She turned on the VCR and TV, walked back to a chair and sat down. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this jittery. She felt as if someone yelled, "Boo!" she'd jump right out of her skin.

She realized the movie she picked, "An Officer and A Gentleman," probably wasn't the best choice she could have made when the torrid love scenes appeared on the screen. She watched the TV intently, but her mind was playing tricks on her. Instead of Richard Gere and Deborah Winger, she saw herself and Dennis on the TV screen. It caused her more than a little distress. The movie continued and the two nervous people sat in silence, watching it.

"Dennis, would you like some hot chocolate?" Lois asked.

"Ah...sure," Dennis replied.

Lois got up and went out to the kitchen. She stood at the counter getting the hot chocolate ready and realized she was trembling. "What's the matter with me?" she thought. "I can't believe I'm this rattled because I'm alone with a teenage boy. I'm an adult! I should be able to control of myself better than this!"

Dennis couldn't concentrate on the movie, either. He pushed himself out of his chair and walked out to the kitchen. Mrs. Tillman was standing at the counter, her back to him. He started toward her.

"Can I help you make the hot chocolate, Mrs. Tillman?" he asked.

Lois, lost in thought, hadn't heard the young man enter the kitchen and was so startled by his question she dropped the can of hot chocolate mix and began to cry.

Mrs. Tillman's reaction surprised Dennis. He stood, dumbfounded, watching as she sobbed for a few moments. Then he stepped closer and put his arms around her.

Lois moved into the young man's embrace, laid her head on his shoulder, and slid her arms around him. They stood like that for a while, then Lois leaned back in the circle of her young guest's arms and looked up at him. Her eyes were wide, she was trembling, and her chest was heaving.

Dennis looked at the lovely woman in his arms, her wide eyes staring into his. Then, trembling with anticipation, he bent his head and covered her mouth with his. When their lips touched, flames of desire flared in both of them and their embrace tightened.

Lois felt as if she would explode. One of her hands tangled in Dennis's hair and she pressed her lips harder against his. Then her tongue slid tentatively across his lips.

Dennis's mind was a jumble of bewildering emotions. He was holding and kissing Mrs. Tillman, a woman he'd often dreamed of holding and kissing, but never thought he would! Her luscious body was pressed against his and her tongue was stroking his lips! His penis swelled in the confines of his pants and his groin thrust forward involuntarily.

At last, because they had to breathe, they ended the kiss. Lois again leaned back in Dennis's arms and studied him. Her heart was pounding. She felt his swollen penis pressing against her.

Dennis wasn't sure what Mrs. Tillman was going to do after what he had just done. He was sure she was angry and expected her to hit him, or yell at him, or something. Instead, she kept pressing herself against his swollen groin and looked at him with a real funny look in her eyes. He didn't understand this, not at all. He was such a bundle of confused emotions and feelings he felt as if he were going to burst into tears. Then Mrs. Tillman backed out of his embrace, took his hand, and started for the doorway. Confused, scared, he went along with her.

Lois, whose emotions were in every bit as much turmoil as her young guest's, guided the passion-numb young man up the stairs into her bedroom. Despite her misgivings about what she was about to do, she couldn't stop herself. Once they were in her bedroom, she let go of the young man's hand, closed the door, then she turned to him. He stood there, breathing heavily, still as a statue.

Lois moved to him and again they kissed, the flames of lust leaping higher. As the kiss went on, Lois's fingers began to open the buttons of Dennis's shirt. Soon her hands were moving over the smooth skin of his heaving, hairless chest.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Dennis groaned while Mrs. Tillman's warm, smooth hands slid over his bare skin. This was real! It was really happening! Mrs. Tillman had opened his shirt and now she was rubbing her hands over him. It felt fantastic, too, better than anything he'd ever felt before in his life! Wild thoughts raced through his over-worked mind as the beautiful blonde woman continued to stroke his skin lightly.

Finally, Lois took the young man's hand and backed to the bed. Then they were lying on it, next to each other. Once more their lips met and their bodies pressed together.

Dennis's hands slid under the loose sweat shirt Lois wore, blazing trails of heat as they moved aimlessly over her silken skin. Then, somehow, the sweatshirt was off, as were his pants. Their naked bodies pressed together in a yearning embrace.

Lois slid her hand between them, across Dennis's belly, and found his throbbing erection. She grasped it gently, stroked it softly, and gloried in how wonderful it felt. She needed to be made love to desperately and was thrilled how big and hard he was!

Dennis's hands continued moving over Mrs. Tillman's body without pattern. He was turned on, confused, and more excited than he believed it was possible to be! He wished he knew what to do, how to make love to this stunning woman, but he didn't.

Lois gently urged the young man onto his back, then she knelt atop him, raised her hips and guided his swollen, veined shaft to the need-dampened lips of her vagina. Slowly she lowered herself, welcoming him into her body. "Well, I did it!" she thought, as ecstasy began to inundate her. "And God, does it feel wonderful!"

Dennis thought the top of his head would come off when Mrs. Tillman rolled atop him and absorbed his rigid cock into her clutching, fiery cavern. As often as he'd dreamed what this moment would be like, as good as he thought it would be, he found that the reality far exceeded his wildest dreams! His most fervent fantasies paled in comparison to the onslaught of exhilarating sensations that ripped through his young body as his swollen penis probed into the gorgeous older woman's body!

The intensity of the experience caused Lois to marvel, too. When Dennis's erection slid into her it felt so intensely wonderful she almost came! She stayed still atop him for a while, savoring the wonderful feelings blossoming inside her. When she'd calmed a bit she slowly began to rock her hips and felt his shaft slide in and out of her.

Dennis couldn't stand it. He was too turned on, far too aroused! The pressures in his body reached the bursting point and exploded as he raced beyond the limits of his control. "Aggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!! Goddddddd!!!!" he groaned. "I'm...I'm gonnna commmmeeeeeee!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" While he screamed, his penis began to pulsate, each spasm more exquisitely pleasurable than the last, then jets of his seed spewed into Lois's womb.

When she felt the young man's hot fluids gushing into her, Lois plunged over the edge. "Dennis!! Ohhh!!! Ohhh!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, darling!! Oh, yessss!!!" she cried, her body thrashing, "Come, darling!!! Come!! Fill me! Fill meeeeeeeeeeee!!! I'm coming!! I'm coming toooooooooooooo!!!!!"

The two lovers strained against each other, their groins joined, grinding out the passion arcing between them like high-voltage current. At last ecstasy ebbed to joy, then joy to satisfaction, and their motions slowed, then stopped. Each of them wanted to say so much, but neither of them knew what to say, so they lay for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies still joined.

Eventually, Lois rolled off the young man, stretched out next to him and, exhausted from both physical and emotional stress, fell asleep. The young man lying next to her did the same thing.

A while later, Dennis woke up, not sure where he was, then he remembered. He'd made love with Mrs. Tillman. Or had he? He was afraid to open his eyes, afraid he'd discover it was a dream. He felt something against him and realized it was warm flesh. He opened his eyes and saw Mrs. Tillman's lovely face as she lay next to him, still asleep. He looked downward. She was nude! And even more beautiful than he dreamed she'd be! Her firm breasts - proudly pointing toward the bedroom ceiling - rose and fell evenly as she slept.

Moving carefully so he wouldn't wake her, Dennis shifted so he could see even more of her body. Her hair was tousled and between her legs a tightly curled, luxuriant mass of pubic hair was exposed to his ardent gaze. His penis began to swell and grow and his gaze returned to her magnificent breasts. The tips were capped by large, dark circles, out of which protruded thick, partially-erect nipples.

"We...we really did make love!" the young man mused. "I wasn't dreaming!" He couldn't remember exactly how it happened, but he did recall how wonderful it felt. As he lay there inspecting Mrs. Tillman's body, his penis grew fully erect, and then some. It became a throbbing, heavily veined monster, the purple head pointing toward his lover's superb form.

"Her breasts are fabulous!" Dennis thought. He was captivated by the gorgeous mounds which adorned the sleeping woman's chest, moving up and down with her even breathing. "I have to touch them and kiss them!" Moving with great care, he bent and gently took one semi-hard nipple between his lips. He was delighted when, immediately, he felt it begin to swell against his lips.

Titillating, erotic sensations sweeping through her wakened Lois. It felt as if someone was sucking her nipple. Like Dennis, she was at first disoriented, but the recollection of where she was, who was with her and how they'd gotten there, flooded back.

"My God!" she thought, as marvelous feelings continued to rush through her, "I really did it! I seduced my friend's son!" She didn't move. What the young man was doing felt marvelous and she didn't want it to stop. Then Dennis shifted and captured her other nipple with his lips. It felt so delicious Lois almost groaned with delight, but she forced herself to remain silent as rapture continued to expand through her.

Even as she grew more and more aroused by what the young man was doing, recriminating thoughts swept through Lois's mind. "What am I going to do?" she wondered. "If his mother finds out about this, she'll freak out! My God! That feels so good! No! No! I can't let him keep doing that! I have to tell him to stop! If he keeps it up much longer, I'll, I'll..."

Dennis continued shifting his attentions from one nipple to the other, unaware Mrs. Tillman had awakened. Her nipples were warm and rubbery and seemed to grow larger and harder the more he sucked on them. Even the dark circles of her areolas were distended and standing out from the smooth flesh of her breasts.

"I have to stop him!" Lois thought, but the messages her body gave her brain overrode what few vestiges of self-control that remained. "Oh, God! It feels so wonderful! Ohhh!!! So wonderful!!!"

Dennis took the unattended nipple between his thumb and forefinger and began to twirl it gently.

The feelings Lois was experiencing as the young man adored her breasts continued to grow more and more intense. "I...I have...to...to...stop...him!" she thought frantically. She tried to speak, but when she opened her mouth, nothing would come out. Growing lust was rapidly overpowering any thoughts of stopping. Her breasts were super-sensitive and, unknowingly, the young man had chosen the one approach that guaranteed he'd once again get to enjoy making love with Lois.

All Dennis knew or cared about was that he was fulfilling a long-held fantasy and it was even more wonderful than he dreamed it would be.

Lois knew she was dangerously close to losing control of herself again. "What's...happening to me?" she thought. "I have to tell him to stop! If I don't...I...I...Oh, God! Oh, God! What's happening to me? Oh, God!!"

What was happening was an orgasm. Her body began to quake and she could no longer maintain the pretense of sleep. "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!!!" she cried. "Dennis!! Dennis!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!!! Dennis!!!!!!!!!"

Startled by Mrs. Tillman's sudden ecstatic outburst, Dennis drew back, afraid he'd hurt her. He lay there, watching in amazement, while she clutched her breasts, her body thrashed on the bed, and loud moans poured from her. At last she grew still, and lay there with her eyes closed.




Graduation and... Ch. 20



After a few minutes, Lois opened her eyes and looked at the young man, who saw the tears welling up in her lovely eyes and was frightened that he'd done something wrong. "Did...did I hurt you, Mrs. Tillman?" he asked.

Lois pulled him against her. "Oh, no, darling! Oh, no! That was marvelous!" she whispered. "You wonderful, wonderful man! You made me come! It...it was lovely!"

Their faces came together and they kissed. Once again, their tongues lashed, the fires of passion were stoked once more, and Lois felt Dennis's erection begin to press against her belly. "Would you like to make love to me again, Dennis?" she asked.

"Oh, God, yesss!!!!" Dennis hissed. His hands gliding over her enticing body once more.

Lois rolled on her back and pulled him atop her. "Take me Dennis!" she purred. "I need you!"

Dennis slid on top of Mrs. Tillman and felt his erection slide between her legs. Her hot,wet opening caressed his swollen shaft and he shuddered. The only problem was, since he'd never done this before, he wasn't exactly sure how to get his erection into her. He raised his hips and the pulsing, swollen tip slid between her labia. When he lowered his hips, he was delighted to feel his shaft sliding into her tight, wet opening. He'd done it!

"Yessss!!! Oh, lover, yessss!!!!" Lois groaned when the young man's thick scepter slid into her, filling her. "Oh, darling, yesss!!!"

Dennis was exultant! He was making love to Mrs. Tillman again! That realization, coupled with the incredible sensations her tight sleeve caused him as it caressed his embedded organ, sent delight sweeping through the young man. Acting purely on instinct, he began moving his hips.

"Oh, Dennis, yesssss!!!!" Lois moaned. Euphoria filled her as the insistent plunging of the young man's invading member stirred her to an erotic frenzy. "Take me!!! Oh, God, Dennis!!! Take meeee!!!!"

Dennis was incapable of doing anything but what he was doing, which was plunging his erection into her. His hips became a blur of motion and he continued to ram his turgid penis deep into the gorgeous older woman's lush body.

"That's it!! Oh, God!! Yes!! That's it!!!" Lois cried. "Oh, darling!! Yesss!!!"

Dennis felt his fluids began to bubble up inside him. He was experiencing pleasure so exquisite it was nearly pain; then his penis began pulsating and his hot cream blasted into his partner's writhing body.

"I'm commmmmminnnnnggggggg!!!!!" he cried, "Oh, God, Mrs. Tillman!! Oh, God!!! I'm commmminnnnngggggg!!!!!"

Lois felt the young man's hot fluids splashing against her cervix and went spinning into a vortex of bliss. "Me, too!!! Oh, lover!!! Oh, lover!!! I'm commingg, too!!!!" she groaned. "I...I'm commminnnggg toooooo!!! Yessssss!!! Yesssss!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!! Yes, lover!!! Yessssssssss!!!!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!"

Rocking and shaking, their hips grinding together, the lovers once again shared ultimate joy. Then, slowly, their passion began to wane and, eventually, they calmed. Locked in each other's arms, they gazed lovingly at each other.

"God, Dennis, that was incredible!" Lois told her young lover, too spent to move. "You are magnificent!"

Dennis felt himself blushing. "Ah, you're pretty awesome, too." He kissed her.

"You know," Lois said, her look growing serious, "We shouldn't have done this. I loved it. I really did. But...but we could get in real trouble if your mother found out."

Dennis kissed her again. "Nobody will find out," he protested, fearful he'd never have another opportunity to enjoy the wonders he'd just experienced. "I'm not going to tell! No way!"

"I know you won't, my darling," Lois said softly, caressing her young lover's face, "And I know I'll probably regret it, but we have to stop, right here, right now. We can't do this again. We really can't."

Tears welled up in Dennis's eyes. This wasn't fair! "But..." he started to protest.

Lois silenced him with a soft kiss. "Please, Dennis, don't make this any harder for me than it already is," she said. "What we did this afternoon was wonderful! It will be a memory we can always cherish. But it has to stop. You better go to your room."

Dennis didn't know what to do or say. He got out of bed, picked up his clothes and stood there, looking at the gorgeous woman, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Go on, Dennis," Lois told him. "Go on, now."

Dejected, the young man did as he was told. In the quiet of his room he dropped his clothes on the floor and flopped on the bed. It wasn't fair! It just wasn't fair! Exhausted, he fell asleep.

Lois was equally frustrated, but was afraid to let her young visitor to know it. Dennis, in their two wild sessions of love-making, had given her incredible pleasure. He was so shy, so inexperienced...

"I could teach him all kinds of..." she thought, then she forced the thought, pleasurable though it might be, from her mind. "No! By ending this right now, I'm doing the right thing," she told herself without a lot of conviction, "If we stop now, there's no harm done. Nobody will get hurt." Convinced she'd made the right decision, she drifted off to sleep.




Graduation and... Ch. 21



Bobby Draper awoke from a fantastic dream that someone was making love to him. The dream was so real that, even after he was awake, he could feel warm wetness surrounding his cock. In fact, he realized as sleep left his mind, he wasn't dreaming at all. His stiffening organ was deep in Paula's mouth and her lips and tongue were doing what they could to make it swell even more. 

Bobby decided to pretend he was still asleep and see what Paula intended to do. Her insistent, arousing oral caresses continued then, suddenly, there was nothing. He felt movement on the bed and opened his eyes a little.

Paula was standing over him on the bed. Then, as she lowered himself onto him, a different, more exciting wet heat engulfed his cock. When he was all the way in, she began pivoting her hips, working against him, riding him. Her head, thrown back, was turning from side to side. Her hands clutched her breasts, thumbs and forefingers tormenting her stiffened nipples. Grunts of delight escaped her lips as she worked herself on Bobby's staff. As she rotated her pelvis he could feel her vaginal walls clenching his cock.

The sounds coming from Paula began to quicken, as did her movements. Her head lolled on her shoulders as if she had no muscle control. Her long silken hair flew wildly and her body quaked from the force of her frantic motions.

When Paula stiffened, Bobby knew she was about to come. He could feel her vaginal walls contracting powerfully around his thrusting penis. Without warning, he began spouting into her, sending jet after jet of his torrid sauce deep into her flailing body.

Paula's eyes snapped open, and, wonderingly, she looked down at Bobby, her gorgeous eyes aflame with passion. Loud, passionate moans began pouring from her and her body went wild. "So good!!! So good!!! So good!!!!" she chanted, her thrusting hips pummeling him as she took her pleasure.

Bobby no longer had to pretend to be asleep and held her tightly as they ground out spasm after wild spasm of pleasure.

Spent at last, Paula collapsed atop him and kissed him. "You nut!" she giggled. "You were awake all the time, weren't you?"

"Not at first," Bobby admitted, "but most of the time. I figured I'd lay back and enjoy it."

"Did you?" Paula asked. "Enjoy it?"

Bobby grinned at her. "Do you have to ask?" he inquired.

"I've got to take a bath," she said. "All the love-making we did last night and this morning have me all sticky."

"As soon as my energy comes back, I'll come in and grab you," Bobby said.

"We'll see about that," Paula giggled, getting off the bed. 

After a while, Bobby heard water running, got up, and followed Paula. He found her in the Jacuzzi, watching the water run.

Paula smiled at him. "I thought this might be fun. You have to wait until the water's over the jets before you turn the Jacuzzi on," she explained. "The switch is over there. You want to turn it on? This thing feels really neat."

Bobby waited until the water was the right depth, then turned on the jets and joined his slender, beautiful lover in the warm, bubbling water.

When he got in the swirling water, Paula giggled and snuggled against him. "Isn't this wild?" she said.

"It sure is!" Bobby agreed. He'd never been in a Jacuzzi before. Lying in the bubbling, swirling hot water next to Paula, he felt himself relaxing. His companion turned, put her arms around him, and kissed him. He returned the kiss and she moved onto his lap.

The movement of her warm body against his and the friction of their lips and tongues had a powerful erotic effect. Before either of them knew what was happening, Bobby was buried deep inside Paula again.

"God!" she murmured, clutching him, kissing him, moving her wonderful slim body against his. "I can't get over this! Everything we do is a turn-on!"

"It sure is," Bobby agreed, luxuriating in the feelings roaring through his body as his cock stabbed into her.

"Oh, Shit!" Paula groaned. Her body began to move faster. The delightful rippling of her insides on Bobby's cock, and the wild sounds coming from her told him she'd once again been launched into pleasure's orbit.

Paula's release triggered his and once more he discharged powerful bursts into her, their frantic quaking adding to the disturbance of the roiling waters.

When their passion ebbed, they sat back in the swirling, hot water, their arms around each other.

"That...that was incredible!" Paula murmured, resting her head on Bobby's shoulder.

"It was, wasn't it?" he agreed.

Paula turned, put her arms around him, and kissed him softly. It was a familiar, unthinking kind of action, something long-time lovers might do, and the fact she did it touched him deeply.

"What do you want to do now?" she asked.

"How about getting something to eat?" Bobby suggested. They'd been exerting themselves pretty heavily and hadn't gotten around to eating since they arrived the previous afternoon.

"Sounds good. I'm starved," Paula said.

"Why don't we find a fast food place and grab something?" he suggested. "We probably ought to get dressed first, though, don't you think?"

Paula giggled. "Yeah, I guess we should," she agreed. She extricated herself from his grasp, got out of the Jacuzzi, and headed for the bedroom. Bobby swatted her on the butt as she walked away from him.

"Watch that," she said.

"I do, all the time," Bobby laughed.

They dressed, got in the jeep and headed out. Paula laid her hand on Bobby's leg. He put his hand on her leg and squeezed her thigh. "This is really incredible, being here with you," he said.

Paula giggled. "Yeah, I feel the same way," she said.

She began exploring his ear with a slim finger. Bobby thought it felt wonderful. He pulled into the parking lot of a fast-food place. "Drive-thru or go inside?" he asked.

"Drive-thru. I don't want to share you," Paula replied.

They ordered, got their food, and sat in the jeep eating it. Neither of them said much. Soon they were headed back to the beach house. Back at their hideaway, they got out of the jeep and walked to the doorway, arms around each other. Before they went inside, Bobby pulled Paula against him. As if drawn by unseen forces, their lips met in a kiss that was soft, yet urgent and passionate. It made Bobby weak. Lips and tongues working and searching they held the kiss for a long time. Gasping, breathless, their lips finally parted.

"This seems so right," he said softly.

Paula didn't reply, instead she sought his mouth with hers once again. While they kissed, Bobby picked her up, carried her inside, to the bedroom, and set her on her feet next to the bed. Without speaking, he began to undress her. He took her sweater off first, dropping it on a chair next to the bed.

While he did that, Paula began unbuttoning his shirt. He caressed her face and bare shoulders, bringing soft murmurs of pleasure from her. His hands moved to her breasts, those petite, perfect orbs he loved to fondle, and he stroked the tips to full extension.

Paula groaned and trembled as the buds extended and swelled under Bobby's touch. "Kiss them! Please, Bobby, kiss them!" she begged.

Bobby did and felt her trembling grow more pronounced. One at a time, he sucked the extended fleshy bulbs into his mouth, nursing like a baby, lashing the sensitive nubs with his tongue.

Paula's slim arms encircled his head, pressing him to her. "Oh, God, Bobby!!! Oh, God!!!" she groaned. "That feels so wonderful!"

While his mouth was busy on with his lover's chest, Bobby's hands went to the waist of her pants, loosed them, and pushed them down. She hadn't bothered to put on underwear so it took him no time to get her nude. He gazed at her unclad body, and was once more struck by how breathtakingly beautiful she was.

He began stroking her legs and buttocks, entranced as always by the silken softness of Paula's skin. Her hips began rotating, and the muscles in her buttocks tightened and released under his caresses. The touch of his hands and lips was obviously causing her considerable delight. Passionate sounds streamed from her as her body responded to his fervent attentions.

Bobby cupped his lover's buttocks in his hands, pulled her to him, and their lips joined, pouring fuel on the the fires of passion already flaming in them.

Paula's arms wrapped around Bobby, and she hugged him, her hips bucking forward, seeking him. Her stiff nipples rubbed his chest. He picked her off her feet and laid her on the bed.

Bobby shed what remained of his clothes and joined her, moving between her legs. Hovering over her, he planted kisses on Paula's chest, then her breasts, stretching each nipple out and letting it pop out of his mouth.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" she moaned.

Downward he kissed, licking and touching every square inch of her body. It was heavenly! Her skin was so soft, smooth, and warm! Bobby wanted to keep this up as long as possible!

At last, as she writhed and moaned from emotions stirred by Bobby's caresses, he reached her pubic hair, went on through it, and covered her sex with his mouth.

Paula's hips rose off the bed forcing her vaginal lips against Bobby's mouth. He cupped a buttock in each hand and began to feast on her with his lips and tongue.

Cries of ecstasy gushed from Paula when Bobby's lips found, and began working on, her clit. He drew it into his mouth as far as it would go. Her hips went wild, and her cries of delight rose to a feverish level.

Bobby, as always, found eating Paula a supremely wonderful experience; she was a kaleidoscope of sound, motion, taste and sensation. Her scent was sweet, clean, and filled his nose. Her labia were soft and silky, made slippery by the gushing juices of her growing arousal. She tasted like nothing he'd ever experienced, tart, pungent, yet intoxicating! The more of her he tasted, the more he wanted! Add the moans and cries of passion, and the wild gyration of her hips as he delved into every area of her vagina, and he was getting as much pleasure as he was giving!

Paula cried in ecstasy as Bobby's oral assault continued unabated. Her movements were so wild he had trouble keeping his mouth where he wanted it. His face was covered with her juices, yet her motions grew still wilder. Bobby knew she was nearing her peak and kept on.

At last, loud cries of passion erupted from Paula. Up and down her hips surged. Her lissome legs locked around Bobby's head, locking his mouth against her quivering opening.

Bobby was afraid he'd suffocate but, as Paula's moans and movements crescendoed, he didn't care. In his mind's eye, he pictured the way her lovely body arched, writhed, and then relaxed, as it was swept by the throes of passion. Passion he'd given her!

Although it seemed to go on forever, Paula's orgasm did finally begin to wane, and they moved slowly onto the down-slope of passion. Still Bobby kept on, licking, kissing, and sucking, while his companion sank onto the bed. Finally, when she lay still, her legs splayed, he lifted his face from her middle and sat back on his knees.

Bobby had seen Paula nude, had touched and kissed just about all of her body, yet each time he looked at her, was like he was seeing her for the first time. Her hair, the cameo-like fineness of her face, the slim perfect shape of her body, the small, but oh-so-perfect breasts and their dark tips, half hard and moving evenly with her breathing; it was an incredibly exciting vision! Though he'd shared passion with her many times, he wanted her as much as he ever had.

He moved closer to her, his erection preceding him. Paula opened her eyes and her arms came up, beckoning him. Softly, urgently, she said, "Take me, darling! I need you!"

The head of his erect cock touched her moist, hot labia, sending an exquisite shock racing through him, making him tremble. He guided himself and slowly slid into her until their pubic mounds once again were touching.

Paula rotated her hips, welcoming him into her. "Yessss!!!!" she murmured. The urgency in her sibilant whisper told Bobby how much she wanted him!

Bobby's level of excitement so high that he dared not move for fear of exploding immediately. He stayed buried in her, savoring the feelings.

"You're so big! You fill me!" Paula murmured. She moved her hips slowly.

Paula's gentle motions had a wild effect on Bobby but, luckily, he'd regained some control. He reached between them to the spot of their joining, found her clit, and began caressing it.

Paula's face went slack as passion flooded through her. She began to respond more and more insistently. She grasped her breasts, pinched her nipples, her mouth dropped open, and her head began to roll from side to side.

"Oh, God, Bobby!! I'm so close!!! So close!!! Already!!!" she moaned.

Bobby leaned forward on outstretched arms and began slow thrusts into her, withdrawing until only the tip of his penis was in her, then crowding deep once again. Gently at first, then more and more forcefully, he moved, feeling the approach of his own acme of delight. Finally, his control fading, Bobby pressed deep into her, driving her against the bed. He rotated his hips and Paula matched his movements.

She cried out with wonder and her body went wild. Bobby's joined it. With a groan of passion, he erupted into her. Their bodies bucked and strained as they again shared ecstasy. Bobby's orgasm was startlingly intense, the pleasurable spasms exquisite. Perfection!

Even though their peak passed, they continued grinding against each other languidly, producing feelings so wonderful neither of them wanted to stop. But, as good things always do, their shared joy eventually did pass. Bobby's erection softened, and he pulled himself out of her, then he lay next to her on the bed.

Paula rolled on her side, wrapped an arm around him, and he did the same. Bobby kissed her softly, and she looked at him, her eyes moist, soft, and incredulous.

"I...I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too," Bobby replied and kissed her softly on the forehead. Her eyes closed as she pressed her full length against him. Spent, she fell into a deep sleep.

Bobby held Paula while she slept, observing her; marveling that she was there, in bed with him, and that they'd shared passion in the fullest sense of the word.

After a while, Paula's eyes opened. She saw him watching her and smiled. "I need a bath," she said. She kissed him, bounced out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Bobby slipped on his shirt and slacks, went out to the living room and sat down on the large sectional sofa.

Paula emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel, walked into the living room, and sat down on Bobby's lap. Her slender arms went around his neck, and their lips fused. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her, and she snuggled her bottom against him.

"I can't believe how wonderful this weekend has been so far," she said when the kiss ended. "It's been perfect!"

"It sure has, hasn't it?" Bobby agreed.

Paula kissed him again, and Bobby was pleasantly shaken by the depth and softness of the kiss. Turbulent feelings roiled inside him. His body was again responding to contact with hers. Somehow, the towel wrapped around her came undone and her naked form was exposed to his touch.

"You keep this up," Bobby said as Paula teased his neck with her lips and tongue, "and you'll have to take another shower."

"I don't care," Paula replied. She continued kissing and licking him. She could feel him growing hard again, which was exactly what she wanted. She began unbuttoning Bobby's shirt. "I'm going to make love to you this time," she said, her hands leaving tingling trails as they moved over his flesh. One of her slim fingers tentatively explored one of his nipples and he jumped. "That feel good?" she asked.

"Yesssss!!!!" Bobby replied.

She pulled his shirt out of his slacks, baring his upper body, then her hands began gliding over his bare flesh, making his throat tight. His breathing grew more and more labored. She leaned over and teased his chest and face with her long, silken hair. Bobby almost jumped off the sofa.

Paula giggled at his reaction. "You like that, don't you?" she asked.

"Uh-huh!" Bobby replied. "I sure do! God, did that ever feel wild!"

His penis continued to stiffen as she worked him over. Then, suddenly, she drew one of his erect nipples into her mouth, doing to him what he'd so often done to her. Bobby gasped and twitched. It felt as if the top of his head was going to come off! His hands roved her naked torso as best they could, but he found he had little strength.

Paula's hand moved to the waist of his pants, opened them, and insinuated itself inside his clothes. She grasped his erection.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!" Bobby moaned.

"Good, you're hard again!" Paula murmured. She stopped caressing his nipples and began removing his pants.

Bobby did what he could to help, then he, too, was nude. Paula began caressing his legs, first with the flat of her hands, then with her long fingernails. His body felt as if it were turning into one huge over-stimulated nerve ending. Her hands returned to his waving staff. She stroked it, examined it, and sent wild, almost unbearable sensations coursing through him! Just when the young man was certain he was going to come in her hand, Paula stood up, straddled him, and began lowering herself on his cock.

"Ohhhhh!!!!" the young man groaned. He was afraid he'd explode in her right then but, somehow, he managed not to.

Paula began riding him, her head thrown back, hair flying, pumping her pelvis up and down on his engorged staff. He grabbed her buttocks and held on as their bodies struggled in a staccato dance of passion.

Bobby couldn't wait any more. He moaned, warning her that he was coming, then gobs of hot, sticky cream began to gush from him.

"Come, darling," Paula moaned, feeling his explosion of heat inside her, "Oh, God, Bobby!  That's so hot!" The movement of her hips became tumultuous and she emitted wild cries of joy while, once again they partook of mutual ecstasy, their bodies striving to achieve rapture.

Paula's face was a mask of passion. Her breasts jiggled and her body shook with paroxysm after paroxysm of joy. Finally, spent and satisfied, she let herself collapse into Bobby's arms. He remained in her, still hard, delighted by the way her rippling vaginal walls were caressing his cock.

"You really fuck good!" he told her.

"Ummmm!" Paula replied. She wriggled against him, burrowing into his arms as if she couldn't get close enough to him.

Snuggled in each other's arms, they stayed on the sofa until Bobby's erection softened and slid from Paula.

"Ohhhhh!!!" she moaned. "It got soft and went away."

"It's OK for now," Bobby said. "There's always later."

 "I hope so," Paula said, kissing him. After a while, she stirred, lifted herself off him and giggled. "You were right, I do need another bath."

"Why don't we go out and swim instead?" Bobby suggested, gazing at her lovely nude form with awe.

Paula saw his look of adoration and blushed. "Sure, why not?" she said.

They slipped on their swimsuits and headed outside. After swimming in the ocean and laying in the sun for a while, they came back in the house.

Paula made dinner for them and they ate. As far as Bobby could remember, it was the first time she'd cooked for him. She cooked well. He told her that and she blushed.

After dinner, it was back to the beach for a while, then even later, they went to bed. They cuddled, but didn't make love. Their urgent need to do that seemed to be abating a bit.

Later, Bobby was awakened by movement of the bed. He opened his eyes and, in the glow of moonlight coming in the bedroom windows, saw Paula standing next to the bed, looking down at him.

"I...I couldn't sleep," she said softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."




Graduation and... Ch. 21



"That's all right," he replied. "Is something wrong?"

She hugged herself and shook her head. "No, everything's wonderful. I...I guess I just don't want this to ever end. I hate the idea of going home. I...I'm afraid that things will change when we're back in the real world."

"I don't want to leave, either," he agreed.

"I was going to go out on the deck," she said. "I wanted to look at the stars."

"Sounds like a terrific idea," Bobby said. He got up and slipped on a pair of sweatpants. Paula put one of his shirts over her and they walked out onto the deck along the front of the beach house. They could hear the soft sounds of the gently rolling surf and smell the salt aroma of the ocean.

"This is really nice, isn't it?" she said.

Bobby pulled her into his arms. "Maybe, when I'm rich and famous, I'll buy a place like this for us for a love-nest, " he said.

Paula grinned at him. "When do you plan to be rich and famous?" she asked.

Bobby shrugged. "I don't know," he replied, and kissed her gently. "I guess I ought to get through college first, though."

"Aha," Paula squeezed him. "So we're not talking next week, then."

"Not hardly," he said.

Paula hugged him fiercely, then kissed him. Then she turned and leaned against the waist-high wooden railing surrounding the deck. Bobby watched her stare toward the moonlight gleaming on the ocean. "You know," she said, "the sound of the surf is kind of calming, isn't it?"

"Ah, yeah," Bobby said as he looked at her. His shirt, far too big for her, hung half-way to her knees. He could see her finely formed legs and the wonderful roundness of her buttocks in the bright moonlight as she leaned over the railing. What he saw didn't calm him at all. He moved closer and put his hands on her waist.

Paula cooed softly, straightened, and leaned back against him. His arms slid around her. He kissed her neck, feeling the tickle of her hair on his face.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Paula murmured, pressing her bottom against him. "It feels to me like something's come up!"

"Seems that way," Bobby said. He moved his hips and slid his hands up to cup her breasts through the shirt.

"Let's do it out here!" Paula said, bubbling with excitement. Her buttocks moved against Bobby's groin, increasing the tension building there.

Bobby kept fondling her breasts and Paula kept grinding her bottom against him. Soon they were both breathless with desire. He reached between them, lifted the shirt, then he pushed down his sweat pants. His straining cock smacked her soft bottom.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Paula moaned. "I can't believe it! I need you again!" She leaned forward, arms on the porch wall, keeping her bottom pressed against him.

Bobby positioned the head of his cock in her opening, then, moving deliberately, he slid into her. As his cock sank into her slim, willing body, the sensations he experienced were overwhelming.

"Gahhhhhhhddddddd!!!!" Paula murmured, moving her hips, making his rigid prong lash around inside her. "I can't believe we're doing this! Oh, damn, it feels so good!!!"

Bobby began moving, his thighs slapping against hers, his cock driving deep into her slim body. Paula responded by pressing back against him, twisting her hips, adding to the delightful friction their joined bodies shared. He grasped her breasts, felt her rock-hard nipples against his palms. He squeezed and mauled them, bringing groans of joy from her.

Without warning, Paula went wild. She began thrusting against him, her insides clasping and releasing, milking an explosion from him. Bobby could hear her grunt, and realized she was trying hard not to moan aloud.

Clasping her breasts desperately, he bit his lip to keep from moaning as he exploded. His legs were weak and he could hardly breathe. He held onto her for dear life. He couldn't imagine being without her, couldn't dream of a day in which they didn't do something like this!

Sated, they held each other. When they were settled down enough to walk, they went back inside and went back to bed. Paula fell asleep almost immediately. Bobby pulled the covers over them, turned off the lights, and then he, too, slept.




Graduation and... Ch. 22



Detective Sergeant Joe Denton parked his car, got out, walked up the sidewalk to Helen Parker's house, and rang the doorbell. Helen opened the door and her eyes brightened when she saw him.

"Hi, Joe," she said.

"Wow!" Joe said, "You look fantastic!"

His date had on a turquoise dress, loose-fitting, gathered at the waist by a sash. The looseness accentuated, rather than hid, her voluptuous figure.

"Thank you," Helen replied. She felt her face get hot and knew she was blushing. It had been a long time since she'd blushed because of a man's compliments.

"Ready to go?" Joe asked.

Helen nodded. "Let me get my coat," she said. She did, Joe helped her slip it on, and they left.

They dined at a nice restaurant, not overly fancy, but comfortable. The proprietor, apparently a friend of Joe's, greeted them at the door and made a huge fuss over Helen. "You are a very attractive lady, Miss Helen," the man said. "I have been telling my friend, Joe, here, he needed to find a woman. I never dreamed he would find one such as you, though."

"Ah...thank you," Helen replied, feeling her face get hot again.

They were shown a table and the owner left them to study the menus.

"How was your day?" Joe asked.

"I had a hard time concentrating on doing things, knowing we'd be together again tonight," she replied.

Joe smiled. "Do I have that effect on you?" he asked.

"Yes," Helen replied. "You do."

"Gee," Joe said. "Nice of you to do that for a poor public servant."

"Knock it off," Helen laughed. "You're doing as much for me."

He grinned. "I like the way you're packaged tonight."

"If you take really good care of me, maybe I'll let you unwrap the package," Helen shot back, surprised how bold she was being.

"That's an interesting offer," Joe said.

The meal came, they ate, and talked more about some of the cases Joe was working on as they enjoyed their meal. As he had promised, the food was excellent. When they finished eating, they went out to his car and Joe drove to his apartment.

"I assume you want me to come in for a nightcap?" Helen asked.

Joe grinned at her and nodded. "I was hoping I'd get to unwrap a package," he teased.

"Good," Helen said. "I was hoping that's what you were hoping."

Once they were in the apartment, Helen took off her coat, hung it up, then turned to face Joe, who was staring at her, his face red.

"Come here," he said softly, his voice husky.

Helen walked to him and was gathered in his strong arms and pressed against his hard body. His lips covered hers. Warmth spread through both of them as their tongues emerged and dueled. The kiss finally ended and, breathless, they studied each other.

"I...I've wanted to do that all day," Helen gasped.

"Me, too," Joe replied, his voice tremulous.

"It was worth the wait," Helen said, then he pulled his face to hers again.

The second kiss was just as wonderful as the first had been. When it ended, Joe scooped the woman up in his arms as if she were weightless, carried her to the bedroom, and laid her on his bed gently. As she'd been before, Helen was amazed how gentle he was, how tenderly he handled her.

Joe sat on the bed next to her, reached for the sash, and tugged on it. "Time to unwrap my package," he croaked.

"Yes!" Helen replied. "It certainly is!"

Joe continued, unbuttoning the dress slowly, carefully, spreading the garment apart as he did. Helen lay there, her excitement growing, as he slowly removed her clothes. After what seemed like an eternity, he had the dress completely open.

"My God!" he whispered, gazing at her ardently.

Helen's body was already on fire. Her chest was heaving and she had a hard time breathing. It felt as if her heart were going to explode. She wore nothing now, save for a very sheer bra and pair of lacy string bikinis.

Joe undid the clasp of the bra which, fortunately, was between Helen's magnificent breasts. The lovely globes burst free of their imprisonment and stood proudly, the tips already hard.

When Joe's big hand closed around one of her breasts, Helen felt as if she were going to faint. Many men had touched her, but no one made her feel the way this man did! It was almost like being touched for the first time! "Oh, Godddd, Joe!!!" she sighed. "Oh, yessss!!!"

He bent, and his lips closed around a nipple. Shock-waves of pleasure rolled over Helen. She grasped his head and pulled him against her. From one breast to the other his lips moved, trailing fire and delight. While his lips suckled Helen's turgid nipples, Joe's hand stole over her body, across her softly rounded belly, under the waistband of her panties.

"Please, Joe!!!" Helen whimpered, her hips rocking, signaling how urgently she wanted his touches to continue.

In answer to her plea his hand slid under the sheer fabric covering her middle and through pubic hair already wet with lubricating fluids. Helen's body arched upward and a susurrus of joy escaped from her lips. Joe's thick fingers began prodding her opening, seeking her clit, and she knew absolute bliss.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Helen moaned. Coherent speech was beyond her.

Joe's fingers continued exploring her silken lips, then one of them plunged into her and his thumb came to rest on her engorged clit. Gently, he began teasing her, thrusting and stroking her vagina while his lips adored her nipples. What Joe was doing to her drove Helen ever-wilder.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned, "Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Aggggghhhhhh!!!!!! Aaaaagggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!" Before she realized she was that close, an orgasm ripped through her and she writhed tumultuously on the bed. Joe's gentle caresses continued until she lay still.

Her eyes wide and soft, Helen gazed at him. "Joe...I...I want you!" she whispered. "Please, Joe!"

He stood and shed his clothes, then he joined her on the bed. Helen, meanwhile, stripped off her panties. When Joe was lying next to her, she moved against him and their lips met. Helen felt his erection prodding her belly as she snuggled close to him. Her hand slid between them and she gripped the hot wand, evoking a gasp from Joe, making him shudder. She stroked him, loving the way it felt, anticipating how wonderful it would feel to have the swollen shaft she held in her hand plunging into her.

"Take me, Joe!" she moaned, "Please, Joe, take me!"

Joe rolled on top of her, his bulk pressing her against the bed. His erection slid between her legs and nestled against the folded flesh of her vagina. Helen experienced sensations so fantastic that she feared she might faint with joy before he was in her.

Joe raised his hips and felt the tip of his cock slide between his partner's vaginal lips. Then, slowly, carefully, he lowered himself and felt his cock start to slide into her willing body.

Helen couldn't believe how wonderful making love with Joe was. Slowly, ever so slowly, he moved his hips, making his cock slide deep into her. Then he pulled it out, driving her wild! Thrills coursed through her like a runaway train. Then, without warning, it happened: "Ahhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" she screamed, "Joe!!! Oh, Joe!!! I'm commminnnngggg!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh, Goddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!"

"Me, tooooooo!!!" Joe roared, "Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhhh!!!!" He erupted powerfully, driving her against the bed with wild movements of his hips. He felt Helen's hands clawing his back as she shared ecstasy with him. Then, suddenly, she went limp.

Joe, concerned, held himself over his lover on outstretched arms and looked down at her. His cock, still hard, remained buried in her magnificent body and her vaginal walls were still rippling around it. Helen lay there, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling evenly.

Joe pulled out of her and rolled onto his side on the bed next to her. Propping himself up on one elbow, he watched her carefully. After a few moments, Helen's eyes flickered open and she looked confused. Then she turned to look at Joe and smiled. He kissed her softly and she returned the kiss, pressing against him.

"Never!" she gushed, "It's never, ever been like that for me!"

"It was fantastic for me, too," Joe replied, wrapping a massive arm around her and pulling her against him.

They lay gazing at each other for a long time. At last, sated, they slept.

Joe was sure he was dreaming. And in his dream, someone was giving him the most fantastic blow-job he'd ever had. He felt his cock swelling as his dream lover ministered to him with her lips and tongue. She was doing a fabulous job, too. His pecker was so hard he thought it was going to burst, yet still she continued, her tantalizing lips and tongue working on him.

When he opened his eyes and realized he was awake, he was confused at first. The dream didn't end when he woke up. "Where in hell am I? Who the hell is doing that to me?" he wondered groggily.

Then, as he awakened fully, he remembered. Helen! He raised his head, looked down at his groin, and saw her lips surrounded his erect organ, which disappeared, then reappeared as her head began to move up and down.

"Ah...Hi," he gasped, finding it extremely difficult to speak because of the excitement pulsing through him.

Helen looked up, letting his penis slip from her mouth as she did. She still held in in her soft, warm hand. "Hi, yourself," she said. "I wondered how long it would take to wake you up." Her lips were shiny, her eyes bright with excitement.

"I'm awake," he said. "Am I ever! Now what?"

"How does this feel?" she asked. She slid up and straddled him, her knees on either side of his muscular body; her warm, moist trench trapping his erection between them, caressing it as she rocked her hips. She leaned down and their lips met in a sizzling kiss.

Helen raised her hips, reached between them, gripped Joe's erection, then she guided it to the center of her soaked opening. Slowly, she lowered herself onto Joe, exulting in the wild sensations that rushed through her as his swollen organ filled her.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out, Mr. Po-leece man!" she said, beginning to rock her hips. She could feel his erection rubbing the walls of her jam-packed cave of love and shuddered from the sweet sensations that resulted. She straightened her arms, pushing herself up so she was leaning over him, her breasts, pendulous, dangling in front of his face.

As Helen rode him, Joe experienced powerful surges of pleasure, which began at the point of their union and radiating through his body. He grabbed her dangling breasts and rubbed his thumbs over the turgid tips, feeling her quiver, hearing her moan. He was very close to coming, and her rocking hips brought him even closer, stimulating him more and more. Finally, he could hold back no longer.

"God, Helen, I'm gonna come!!!" he roared. "Nowwwww!!! Nowwwww!!! Oh, Goddd!!! Am I everrrrrrr!!!!!"

His body rose and powerful spurts of his jot juices rushed into Helen, filling her, bathing her insides with heat.

"Yessssssss!!!!!" Helen cried, "Oh, yessssssssss, Joe!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!! Joe!!!! Oh, Joe!!!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

At last, spent and sated, Helen collapsed atop Joe. She felt his powerful arms encircle her, then he rolled on his side, taking her with him.

"That, woman," he said, "was fantastic!" He kissed her gently.

"It was, wasn't it?" Helen agreed. "You don't mind if I stay the night, do you?" she asked.

"I'll handcuff you to the bed if you try to leave," Joe replied.

"Ohhh!!!" Helen giggled. "That sounds like it could be fun! She snuggled against Joe and, once more, wrapped in his arms, fell asleep.

It was Helen's turn to awaken pleasantly from a dream. Her lush body was snuggled spoon-fashion, against Joe's. One of his big hands had cupped one of her breasts and he was teasing the nipple into tingling rigidity. His penis, throbbing and erect, had inserted itself between her buttocks so far, the tip was brushing the lower lips of her vagina. Thrills shot through her.

"My word, Joe, you are a horny devil, aren't you?" she murmured.

"You better believe it!" Joe said. He kissed her softly on the neck, then nibbled her ear and she giggled. "I had no idea how horny I was until I met you," he continued. He moved his hips. The action caused his penis to slide delightfully between Helen's nether cheeks. They both found the movement almost as stimulating as when it was sliding in and out of her vagina.

Joe shifted and his next thrust caused the swollen tip to plow between Helen's puffy lips, fanning her fires of passion, causing her body to quiver. Her hips moved back involuntarily in response to his action. Taking advantage of something she'd learned during her affair with her friend's son, Helen hooked a leg back over Joe's leg, opening herself to him. When he pulled back, she reached between her legs and, when he thrust forward again, she shepherded the head of his cock into her. He continued pressing forward until his cock was hilted in her all the way, and her lovely bottom was pressed against his loins.

"Oh, Lord!" Helen whispered, "that's lovely!"

"Isn't it, though," Joe responded. The movement of his hips grew more and more urgent as the wonderful warmth surrounding his cock began building him to another peak of pleasure.

Helen was delighted by the way things had developed between herself and the big detective. He was by far the best lover she ever had, even better than Bobby Draper. "Is it more than just the fabulous sex we share?" she found herself wondering. "I can't be falling for him, can I?" She slid her hand over her belly, to her middle, and could feel his cock sliding in and out of her. The indomitable organ made her nerves crackle and snap with excitement. Holding her hand against the point where their bodies were joined, Helen began caressing her clit. Her self-manipulation added immeasurably to the excitement Joe's rapid thrusts were generating. Helen felt herself ascending to a raging peak of need. Then, suddenly, she hurled over the top.

"Nowwwwww!!!!" she cried, as her orgasm burst, "Ohhhhh!!! Joe!!! Joe!!! That's ittttt!!! That's itttttt!!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!! Oh, yessssss!!!! I'm therrrrreeeeee!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Joe groaned, as he exploded. "Oh, yeahhhhhhhh!!!!!"

After they finished, and had snuggled for a while, they got up, showered, got dressed, and went to a nearby coffee shop for breakfast.

"What have you got going today?" Joe asked.

"I have to get some cleaning done at home," Helen replied, "even though I'd rather spend the day with you."

"Sitting in my car all day while I interview dirtbags would probably bore you," Joe said.

Helen grinned at him. "I bet we could find ways to make it interesting," she teased.

Joe smiled, and blushed a little. "Dinner again tonight?" he asked.

Helen leaned her chin on folded hands, smiled, and looked into his eyes. "I'd love to," she said.

"About seven?" Joe asked.

"That would be fine," Helen answered.

"You're gorgeous," Joe said.

Helen felt herself blush at his compliment. This relationship had turned out a lot better than she'd expected it to, but she was bothered, too. Did she really want a long-term relationship with Joe? Even if it promised to be filled with the wonderful sex it had been so far? She wasn't sure. It was a bit of an impediment to having a relationship with Joe.

Joe drove her home and walked her to her door. She kissed him softly. "See you tonight, at seven," she said.

Joe left and Helen watched him walk down the sidewalk. As she went about doing her chores around the house that day, she found herself wondering what it would be like to be married to a cop.



Graduation and... Ch. 23



A few days after Dennis Livingston arrived at Lois Tillman's house for his two-week visit, Lois' estranged husband, Rod, stopped at the house to talk with his wife. The coach planned to make one last attempt to get his wife to see that it was a bad idea for them to break up their marriage.

Almost from the start, the visit didn't go well for Rod. It bothered him that Lois talked to him standing in the kitchen and didn't invite him to sit down, or even offer him a cup of coffee. It also bugged him that his wife seemed to be upset that he was there, but he tried to keep his cool and talk to her calmly.

"Look, honey," he began hopefully, "if you think marriage counseling would help, I'm willing to try it."

Lois felt a pang of anger. Rod obviously hadn't heard a thing she said the last time they talked, but then that was the story of their entire wedded life. Marriage counseling wouldn't erase the fact that he was cheating on her, and probably wouldn't do much for the fact that he was self-centered and inattentive, either. What was even more important was that Lois knew she didn't love her husband any more. "Rod, I'm sorry, we've gone beyond the point where counseling will help," she said.

"Come on, how can you say that?" Rod whined, "I'm really willing to try. I really am."

"You know, Rod," Lois said, "I think its possible you mean that, but it's too late. Our marriage, if that's what it was, is over."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Rod looked at her, puzzled. "Our marriage, if that's what it ever was?"

"Rod, you don't care about me," Lois continued, "and I'm not sure you ever did."

Rod had no idea what his wife was talking about. "Come on," he said, "I do, too, care about you. Christ! I mean, we've been together, what, twenty years?"

"The amount of time we've been together doesn't mean anything," Lois said. Actually, they'd been married eighteen years. The fact he thought it was twenty bothered her. Did it seem longer to him? Lately it did to her. "And it isn't just that. Everything about our relationship has deteriorated, including our sex life!"

From the look on her husband's face, Lois knew she'd touched a nerve.

"Whose fault is that?" Rod yelled. "Christ, I don't see how you can say that. Jesus! I think I've been taking care of business pretty good."

"It doesn't matter," Lois replied. "I can't - and won't - continue to be married to you."

"Jesus Christ!" Rod said. "What the hell's happened to you, Lois? You been reading that women's lib crap, or what? I bust my ass for twenty years to be a good husband, and this is the thanks I get?"

"Have you?" Lois asked softly. She didn't intend to ask that question, she was thinking it, though, and it just popped out.

"Have I what?" Rod replied.

"Have you really tried to be a good, faithful husband?" Lois asked. She was angry, now, and didn't care what she said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Rod demanded.

Lois thought her husband looked a little pale. "I asked you a question, Rodney," she said softly. She realized she'd used her husband's whole name, which he hated. "You haven't answered it."

"Goddammit, Lois!" Rod stormed, "I don't need to stand here and take this shit from you."

Dennis sat in the spare bedroom, listening to the couple argue. He was scared. Mr. Tillman sounded angry and he was worried the man might try and hurt Mrs. Tillman. He wasn't sure what he could do if that happened. He strained to hear what they were saying. Even though Mrs. Tillman had stuck to her guns about not having sex with him again, they'd begun to develop a friendship in the time he was there. Actually, from Dennis's perspective, their relationship had evolved into more than a friendship. He was smitten with his lovely hostess.

"I asked you a question, Rodney," Lois said.

"What do you want from me?" her husband yelled. "You want me to say I'm cheating on you?"

"Are you?" Lois asked, her voice quavering. She knew he was. Would he admit it?

"What would you do if I said I was?" he asked. "Then what?"

"Rodney, are you going to answer my question?" Lois said, remaining firm.

"Goddammit, Lois, I don't have to put up with this shit!" Rod yelled.

Dennis heard a door slam. He heard Mrs. Tillman walk by his door on the way to her bedroom and it sounded as if she was crying. He wanted to go to her and comfort her, but he was afraid to. He wasn't sure she wanted him to comfort her.

Lois sat in her bed room, crying, for a while. Finally, still angry from the argument with Rod, she got up, got undressed, and slipped on her robe, then she headed for the shower. She and Dennis were going to a play at a local summer stock theater with some of Lois's friends that evening and she had to get ready.

Her friend, Donna, called a couple days earlier. "Lois, I'm so excited," Donna said, "I did some publicity for the first play of the season and I have four tickets, front row center. Brad and I would love to have you and Rod join us. I know how badly you've wanted to see this play."

"Ah...Donna," Lois said, "ah...Rod and I, we...we're separated."

"Oh, God!" Donna said, "I...I didn't know. Oh, Lois, I'm so sorry."

"No way you could have known," Lois told her friend, "It only just happened."

"Well, gee, I...I don't know what to say," Donna stammered. "Would...do...do you still want to go with Brad and me? I mean, the three of us could have fun, and you could probably stand a nice night out, right?"

Lois was about to say she'd go when she remembered she had a visitor. "Ah...Donna," she said, "I...I almost forgot. A friend of mine's son is staying with me for a few weeks while his parents are in Europe. It was something I promised to do before...before Rod and I split up and...well, I didn't have the heart to cancel on them and spoil their trip."

"You could get a babysitter," Donna said.

Lois chuckled. "He's eighteen, Donna," she told her friend. "I don't think he'd like that too much."

"My goodness," her friend replied. "Is he good-looking?"

"Donna!" Lois exclaimed.

Donna giggled. "Well," she said, "I do have four tickets. Do you think he'd like to come along?"

"Actually," Lois said, thinking about it, "he just might. I'll check."

She checked and found out that Dennis was interested in drama and said he'd love to go to the play. Now she was in the shower, getting ready to go out with her friends, and Dennis, and hoped the play would make her forget the fight she'd just had with Rod.

After finishing up in the bathroom, she put her robe back on and walked back to her bedroom. "Your turn to use the bathroom, Dennis," she said as she passed the door to the bedroom the young man was using.

"Thanks," she heard Dennis reply.

While Dennis took his shower, Lois went to her room and finished getting dressed. She put on a pale peach colored cotton knit ankle-length dress that hung over her shoulders on thin straps. The soft material clung wonderfully to her nicely-shaped body, and four long slits in the skirt allowed a considerable expanse of her lovely legs to show as she walked. It was warm, and she knew the theater wasn't air-conditioned, so she decided not to wear stockings. She did get out a cream-colored cotton blazer, just in case the evening got cool, though. After checking to make sure her makeup and everything else was OK, she went downstairs.

Dennis, dressed in a white cotton Oxford shirt with thin red stripes and khakis and carrying a dark blue sweater over his arm, walked into the living room a little while later. He looked at Mrs. Tillman, his eyes widened a bit, and he smiled. The dress she was wearing was fantastic! "You...you really look nice," he said softly.

"Thank you, Dennis," Lois replied, feeling her face grow warm.

"I...I heard you and Mr. Tillman," Dennis said. "Are...are you OK?"

Lois smiled at him. "I'm sorry you had to hear that, Dennis" she said, "It's...I wish it didn't have to happen, but..." She shrugged and, before tears could fill her eyes, she took a deep breath. "I don't want to think about that part of my life tonight, I'm going to concentrate on how much fun the play's going to be." She paused and grinned. "And what a handsome date I have."

Dennis felt himself blushing. "Yeah, sure," he said.

"Come on," Lois said, "we don't want to keep Donna and Brad waiting."

Donna and Brad were waiting for them in front of the theater when they arrived. Lois introduced Dennis to her friends, then she and Donna went to the ladies room before the show began.

"Have you lost weight?" Donna asked.

Lois nodded. "I guess I've dropped ten or fifteen pounds since Rod left," she admitted.

"You know, Lois, you are one lucky woman," Donna teased. "You kick your husband out, and find an eighteen year old to take his place. Your visitor is quite handsome. Have you and he...?"

"Donna!" Lois protested, feeling her face get red, "It's not like that. I..."

"I'm just teasing," Donna said. "Dennis does seem nice, though. He acts a lot more mature than most eighteen year-old males I've met."

"Yes," Lois replied. "Dennis is quite mature." "You don't know the half of it!" she thought. Actually, she mused as she and her friend walked back to meet the men, Dennis had turned out to be a pleasant companion. He was intelligent and witty, and she'd really come to like having him around, even though she was on edge the whole time from fighting the urge to sleep with him again.

The two women rejoined the men, went inside, and settled into their seats in the theater. The seats were quite close together, and Lois's arm brushed Dennis's when the sat down. She felt a delightful tingle race up her arm from the point of contact, and then she scolded herself and told herself she wasn't going to let anything more happen between them.

Dennis had noticed that, when Mrs. Tillman sat down, the slits in her skirt exposed quite a bit of her lovely legs. When the lights grew dark he moved his arm onto the chair's armrest, letting the fingers dangle over the end of the armrest, near her leg. At the same time, he pressed his leg against hers. When Mrs. Tillman didn't move her leg, he was encouraged. He wanted to make love with her again and he figured that, tonight, he was going to try.

The play began. After watching the action on the stage for a few minutes, Dennis glanced over at Mrs. Tillman. She was watching the play intently. He moved his hand and his fingers brushed her the top of her thigh ever-so-lightly. The young man was a bit surprised to discover Mrs. Tillman wasn't wearing stockings.

Lois felt thrills begin to ripple through her the minute Dennis's fingers brushed her bare leg. She knew she should stop him, but wasn't sure how she would be able to do that without making a scene. What would Donna and Brad think if she did? So, she tried to figure out a way to stop the young man, but while she did, he continued to tickle her leg and make her feel good. Very good.

Encouraged by Mrs. Tillman's lack of resistance, Dennis grew bolder. He moved his arm, and began touching her more openly, his fingers gliding lightly up and down her silky skin. Finally, he placed the palm of his hand on her leg and began caressing her thigh with that.

When Dennis put his hand on her leg, Lois was even more distressed. She was sure that if Donna or Brad glanced in her direction, they'd be able to see what the young man was doing to her. It was dark in the theater, but with the glow of the stage lighting, it wasn't that dark. And Dennis's light caresses were turning her on, making it difficult for her to concentrate on the play. She took her folded jacket and laid it on her lap, covering the young man's hand.

Dennis continued to stroke Mrs. Tillman's leg through the entire first act. He could feel her trembling softly and had a feeling he was turning on. He sure was getting turned on! He had to shift position a couple of times because of the swollen mass in his slacks. He was glad he'd brought his sweater, otherwise, he would have had a problem leaving the theater. He was pretty wrapped up in what he was doing to Mrs. Tillman, but at one point, he glanced at his program and realized it was near intermission. He managed to get his hand back in his own lap just as the curtain closed and the house lights came on.

People started standing up to go out and get refreshments. Dennis glanced over at Mrs. Tillman, whose face was a bit flushed and, he thought, more beautiful than he'd ever seen it.

Lois looked at Dennis and frowned. "You and I need to talk," she whispered. "I want to see you, in the parking lot, now!"

While Brad and Donna stood in line to get refreshments, Lois and Dennis - who was holding his sweater draped over his arm, hanging in front of his crotch - excused themselves and headed for the rear of the building, where the rest rooms were located. Instead of going to the bathroom, Lois grabbed Dennis's arm and dragged him to a corner of the parking lot, behind a van.

"Just what do you think you're doing, young man?" she asked, trying to sound stern.

Dennis had felt Mrs. Tillman trembling when he was touching her leg. He knew she liked what he'd been doing to her and decided her severe tone wasn't sincere. His response to her question surprised him as much as it did her. "I think I was turning you on," he said softly. "I...I was, wasn't I?"

"Ah..." Lois responded, taken aback by the young man's direct reply. "Dennis, I..."

Dennis didn't want to talk any more. He looked around. They were standing behind two vans, in an isolated spot. He pulled Mrs. Tillman into his arms and pressed his mouth against hers. He felt her arms slide around him and her body mold itself to his. Then her tongue slid into his mouth and lashed his.

Lois was completely stunned by the young man's action, and reacted without thinking. His gentle caresses in the theater already had her turned on, the fervent kiss added to the arousal she was experiencing. Finally, she pulled her mouth from his and stepped back, out of his embrace. "Dennis!" she gasped. "We...we..."

"We better get back before your friends wonder where we are," the young man said, surprised, but delighted, by how well he'd been able to handle things so far. Tonight could wind up being a lot of fun! "Come on." He took her hand and tugged her along with him as he started back toward the theater.

During the second act, Dennis continued to caress Lois's leg, even more so than he'd been able to caress during the first act, because she kept her legs parted.

"Would you two like to go out for something to eat?" Donna asked as they made their way out of the theater after the play ended.

"I...I think I ought to go home," Lois stammered. "I...I'm feeling a little, ah, out of sorts. Rod came over earlier and we had a big blow-out."

"Are you coming down with something?" Donna asked, sounding concerned. "You look a little flushed."

"Ah...no, I...I don't think so," Lois replied. "I...I just think I'm a little over-tired and over-stressed." "The reality is, thanks to Dennis, I'm so turned on, I could scream!" she thought.

"OK," Donna said. "I'll call you tomorrow, Lois."

"Thanks for asking me to the play," Dennis said. "I really enjoyed it." Actually, he had been so busy teasing Mrs. Tillman, he'd seen very little of the play.

"You're very welcome, Dennis," Donna said. "It was nice meeting you."

Lois, who was too distracted to concentrate, let Dennis drive on the way home. She sat against the door on the passenger side of the car, not talking, her mind swimming with conflicting emotions, while the young man drove rapidly toward her house.

When the arrived home, Dennis got out, walked around to the passenger side of the car, opened the door, reached in, took Lois's hand and tugged on it. "Come on," he said.

Lois looked up at the smiling young man. "Dennis, what do you think you're doing?" she asked. "We..."

"You aren't going to stay in the car all night, are you?" Dennis asked. When Mrs. Tillman got out of the car, he led her toward her back door, then into the house.

Inside the kitchen, Lois pulled her hand out of the young man's grip and tried to compose herself. "Dennis, what...what do...do you think you...you're doing?" she stammered. "We...we shouldn't be..."

Dennis smiled at her. "Why not?" he asked. "I want to, and I'm pretty sure you want to, so what's the problem?"

"Oh, Dennis, I...I don't know. I...I just don't know..." Lois murmured. Her head was spinning. This was wrong. But she was thrilled, too, and found herself wanting to let things get as out of control as they'd gotten a few nights earlier.

Dennis took her hand. "Come on," he said.

Despite her misgivings, Lois got to her feet and went with the young man.

His heart pounding, Dennis led the lovely woman up the stairs, to her bedroom. Inside the bedroom, he let go of his companion's hand, turned and gazed at her. "I...I think you...you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said reverently.

Lois, deeply touched, stood there looking at him and saw the adulation in his eyes.

Dennis put his arm around her, pulled her to him, and his face moved toward hers.

"Noooo!!!!" Lois, trembling, thought, "I don't dare let him do this. If he kisses me, I'm..." Any thoughts of stopping the young man vanished when his lips met hers, sending sparks of excitement into her, fanning the erotic fires already burning in her. She groaned wrapped her arms around him.

Dennis heard Mrs. Tillman's soft groan and felt her mouth open. Thrills roiled through him when her tongue probed into his mouth, seeking his. Still locked in passionate embrace, they fell on the bed. With trembling hands, he pulled the straps of his partner's dress down over her shoulders, then he peeled the snug-fitting garment down, baring her chest.

Lois, quaking, felt Dennis's lips move down her throat and onto the swell of her breasts. Wherever his lips went, they left trails of fire. Soft groans of joy escaped from her. She needed this! And, she admitted to herself, she wanted it!  Any thoughts of stopping vanished like light smoke in a high wind.

The ardent young man fumbled opened the clasp of Lois's strapless bra and her exquisitely-shaped globes sprang free, their already-hard tips straining outward. He quickly captured a stiff tip in his mouth and sucked on it.

"Yessss!!!! Oh, yesssss!!!!" Lois groaned when Dennis drew her rigid nipple into the warmth and wetness of his mouth. "Oh, darling! Yesss!!! Suck them!!!"

Dennis's hands moved boldly down across Mrs. Tillman's belly and he could feel her satiny skin rippling as his fingers glided over it. He kept pushing the dress down, and Lois lifted her hips to help him. Finally, the soft, clinging garment lay in a pile at the end of the bed. The young man resumed caressing Mrs. Tillman, sliding his hand under the waistband of her dainty underpants.

Thrills continued to shake Lois as Dennis's hand roamed over her lovingly. She felt it probe under her panties and groaned louder. Now it was pushing through her crinkly mass of pubic hair. "What form of madness made me think I could give him up?" she thought, as her body twisted and turned in frantic response to the young man's caresses. "I must have been crazy to think I could do that!"

The young man's inquiring hand moved into the junction of Lois's legs and body, brushed her clit, and her hips shot off the bed as shock-waves of ecstasy raced her from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes. "More!!! Touch me more, Dennis!!!" she begged.

Dennis wasn't exactly sure what he'd done, but Mrs. Tillman obviously liked it, so he continued to do it, and soon he had her moaning, writhing, and clutching at the bedspread, while her hips rocked and thrust against his tantalizing hand.

The fact that Mrs. Tillman was reacting so powerfully to his caresses caused an equally powerful response in the young man. His cock swelled in the confinement of his slacks while pre-cum seeped from the tip of his engorged penis. He withdrew his hand, despite Mrs. Tillman's groans of protest, and began stripping off his clothes as quickly as he could.




Graduation and... Ch. 23



Lois, wondering where the hand that had been giving her such divine thrills had gone, opened her eyes and saw Dennis getting undressed. Her eyes widened. His erection looked immense! The last time she made love with him, she'd been so turned on, she hadn't seen it.

She held her arms out to him. "Take me, darling!" she entreated him. "Please!"

Dennis lifted his body over Mrs. Tillman's, his legs between hers, grasped his swollen shaft and slid it up and down between her well-lubricated vaginal lips, then he drove it into her.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" Lois groaned when the young man's thick wand rammed into her lubricant-slick love-tunnel. God! He filled her so well!

Dennis, aflame with need, let his hips beat an erotic tattoo against Mrs. Tillman, driving both of them quickly to the point of explosion.

"Oh, God, Mrs. Tillman, I...I can't wait. I'm commmminnnnngggggg!!!!!" he cried, as passion unleashed itself and ripped through him. Molten fluids pumped out of him.

"Gaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" Lois groaned when she felt his hot seed splashing against her insides, unleashing furies of joy through her. "Dennis!!! Lover!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhh, yesssssss!!! Yesssssss!!!! Yesssss!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggggggg!!!! Yessssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!! I...I love you!!!!!!!" Her legs locked behind his, her arms clutched his young body, and their hips continued to slam together in the age-old rhythm of passion. Nothing could have been sweeter.

Their need sated, the couple , gazing fondly at each other, snuggled in each other's arms.

"I...I was wrong. I...I can't have you here and not do this," Lois admitted to Dennis. "I know that probably makes me a sick woman, but I don't care. I can't have you in my house and not have you in my bed!"

Dennis, thrilled by what she had just told him, kissed her. "I'm glad," he said, "because being here and not being in your bed has been hard as hell."

After the kiss ended, Lois surveyed her young lover's body, then she began to run her hands over it softly. Dennis's skin was warm and smooth. His body was soft, not hard and muscled the way her husband's was. But, judging from the fact that she found the young man's performance in bed far superior to her husband's, well-developed muscles obviously weren't required for good sexual performance.

Dennis pushed himself up on his elbow. "Come here," he said, reaching for her with his free hand.

"You just lay there," Lois replied.

Dennis lay back and luxuriated in the erotic sensations he experienced as her soft, warm hands stole over his body. This time, he was the one who wound up moaning and gasping.

Lois was a bit surprised by how quickly her caresses produced a visible effect. As she watched, fascinated, the young man's penis swelled and stiffened, and began rising slowly to attention. She gazed at the young man's thickening organ. "His...penis...it really does get...big when...when he's turned on!" she thought. The young man's organ was swollen and distended, with blue veins circling the sides. The top flared into an arrow-shaped purple head, and glistening droplets of Dennis's slippery pre-cum glistening on the tip.

Lois wrapped her hand around the swollen shaft and began to stroke it gently, noting with delight that her actions brought a soft, impassioned groan of pleasure from her young lover. She bent and kissed the swollen spear and discovered it didn't taste bad, so she kissed it again. Even though it was coated with the remnants of their earlier joining, she didn't find the taste unpleasant.

Dennis was going wild. Never, in his wildest, most far-out fantasies, had he imagined that Mrs. Tillman - or any other woman for that matter - would do what she was doing! She wasn't just playing with his cock, she was kissing and licking it! His hips strained as sensations more ferocious than any he'd known jangled every nerve ending in his body.

Dennis's reaction to her caresses intoxicated Lois. She loved having such a powerful effect on him. It was nearly as wonderful to make love to him as it was to have him make love to her! Kissing and licking his swollen penis weren't enough for the excited woman. She raised her head and locked her lips around the flared tip of the young man's hot, slick baton. Slowly, she lowered her head and felt the boy's big organ begin to fill her oral cavity. She could feel it pulsating against her lips.

Dennis thought he might explode into a million pieces. He couldn't believe Mrs. Tillman was sucking his cock! He'd never dreamed anything like this would happen to him, certainly not with her!

Up and down Lois's mouth moved on the young man's delicious pole. Savoring the sensations, she let her lips drag slowly along the veined sides of the pulsing fleshy tube and lashed it with her tongue. She loved this! She shuddered with delight at the pleasure she was giving her young man. She grasped his balls gently in her hand and began rolling them.

"Mrs. Tillman!!" Dennis groaned. "That...what you're doing...it feels too good...I'm...I'm afraid I...I'm gonna come!!!"

Dennis's words were meant as a warning, but it was an alarm Lois didn't heed. Instead of bringing her caresses to a halt, she began moving her head up and down more and more rapidly. Her hand continued to squeeze and roll his balls. She felt the pulsations of the swollen organ grow stronger. "He's going to come soon!" she realized, "And I want him to come. In my mouth! I'm going to make him come in my mouth!"

Then Dennis's hot cream began to splash against the back of her throat and fill her mouth. Lois, finding the taste acceptable, but the volume considerable, swallowed involuntarily to keep from gagging. At the same time, Dennis was thrashing on the bed, screaming with pleasure. She loved it and was delightfully surprised when an orgasm rumbled through her body at the same time Dennis came.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Dennis cried. He felt as if his body was exploding into a million pieces.

Lois continued to nurse the young man's penis until it began to grow soft. Finally, she let it slide from her mouth, stretched out next to Dennis, and laid her head on his chest. She felt his fingers combing through her hair, making her scalp tingle.

Dennis still found it hard to believe that what just happened to him was real. He'd never felt that wonderful before in his life! He continued to run his hands through Lois's silky blonde hair as she lay there, gazing at him.

"Did...did you like that, my love?" she asked softly.

"I...I've never...ever...felt like you just made me feel," Dennis replied. He pulled her face to his and kissed her, tasting the tart saline flavor of his essence on her lips.

"I...I love you, Mrs. Tillman," he said softly. "I...I really do!"

Lois was startled by the young man's fervent admission, then she realized she felt something for him, too. Was it possible she might be falling in love with this teenage boy? She wasn't sure, but she did know she wanted to keep him as her lover and didn't give a damn about the consequences! She didn't care what happened in the future, all she wanted was to feel as wonderful as she did right now for as long as she could!

"I want to do you," Dennis said.

Lost in thought, Lois hadn't heard what the young man said. "What, my love?" she asked him.

"I want, you know, to do to you what you just did to me," Dennis told her.

Lois was ecstatic. "Yesss!!! Oh, darling, yesss!!! I'd love that!" she cooed.

Dennis moved between Lois's legs and peered at her. He'd never seen a woman's vagina before, and took this opportunity to examine Mrs. Tillman's carefully. It had pink, puffy, soft dark-edged lips, which were shiny with wetness. Her scent was pungent, but not at all unappealing. At the upper end of the slit, a small knob protruded.

"That...that must be her clit!" Dennis thought. He kissed the bud. Mrs. Tillman's back arched and she moaned with delight.

"Yessss!!!" Lois cried, erotic fireworks, ignited by the young man's tentative explorations, exploded in her lust-inundated mind.

Dennis began licking and sucking Mrs. Tillman's vagina with purposefulness. As he did, her legs clamped around his head and her hips went wild.

"Eeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Lois cried, her head rolling from side to side, her hands clutching and squeezing her breasts. "Yess!!! Oh, God, Dennis!!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!! That feeels soooo gooodd!!! Dennis!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhh, Dennis!!!! I'm gonnna commeee!!! I'm...I'm commminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!!"

Since his head was trapped in a velvet vise formed by Mrs. Tillman's thighs, Dennis was unable to hear his lover's screams of pleasure, but he knew she was coming from the wild movements her body was making. He grabbed hold of her firm buttocks and hung on as she writhed and bucked her way to ecstasy.

Then, suddenly, Mrs. Tillman was still. Her legs fell away from his head and she lay unmoving on the bed. At first Dennis wasn't sure what had happened to her. He raised up on his arms and looked at her, concerned. She seemed to be breathing all right, her eyes were closed, and a smile curved her lips.

"Goddamn! I think, maybe, she fainted or something!" he thought. Cautiously, he got off the bed, walked into the bathroom, and cleaned himself up. When he finished, he returned to the bedroom and found his lover still lying there, dead to the world.

Seeing Mrs. Tillman lying on the bed, nude, made Dennis want to pinch himself. He still found it difficult to believe what had happened since he'd come to stay with her was real. He'd really had made love with the lovely woman lying in front of him and, not only that, he'd apparently, been able to satisfy her quite well. He laid down on the bed next to her, wrapped his arm around her, and lay there, feeling her warmth against him.

A while later, Lois awakened, and was thrilled to find herself still lying next to Dennis. "We really ought to get up," she said and sat up. "I ought to make dinner for us."

"Why don't we go out for pizza?" Dennis said. "My treat."

"Why not?" Lois said.




Graduation and... Ch. 24



Paula was out on the beach and Bobby was getting ready to join her. Before he went outside, he stopped and looked out the beach house's huge windows. His heart sank. Paula was lying on a blanket on the sand. Standing over her was a muscular, good-looking blonde young man.

Jealousy flared in Bobby. He and Paula were supposed to have this time alone. "What the hell is that damn beach bum doing here?" he thought. His jaw tightened, he turned, went downstairs, grabbed a beach chair out of the closet and stormed out the door, onto the beach.

The young man talking to Paula saw Bobby come out, looked at him, then turned his attentions back to her. Not that Bobby blamed him. He was just another kid, and Paula was a gorgeous young woman.

Bobby padded across the sand to where Paula and the young man were. The guy was even better-looking up close than he appeared from the window. And, on top of that, he had the well-developed musculature of a weight lifter.

Paula smiled at Bobby. "Hi," she said. "Bobby, this is Tom, his folks own the house over there." She gestured to a house down the beach. "I've known him for years, ever since my folks bought this place."

"Hello," Bobby said. He put down his beach chair next to Paula, then sat down. He didn't offer to shake hands, and didn't say more than he had to. He was pissed and didn't care if it showed.

"Hi," the young man said. Once more, his attention returned to Paula. "You know how it is, Paula, a whole bunch of people show up on the weekends," he said, "Remember all the parties and stuff we used to have?"

Bobby was miffed that he wasn't included in their conversation, a fact that didn't surprise him since Tom didn't know him, but just the same it made him angry. He picked up the bottle of tanning lotion lying on the blanket next to Paula and began spreading it on himself.

Paula and the young man continued to talk. Bobby paid little attention to them, and hardly heard what they were saying. Angry thoughts rushed though his mind. "This is supposed to be time for Paula and me to be alone!" he fumed, "If I'd known this jerk was going to be here, I'd have suggested going to the mountains. Why the fuck doesn't he split? Can't he see we don't want him here?" The more he thought about it, and the longer Tom kept talking with Paula, the angrier Bobby got.

It didn't help that he knew he had no right to be angry, or jealous. It wasn't Paula's fault Tom had shown up. The longer the boy stayed, the stronger Bobby's anger grew. Unfortunately, Bobby couldn't think of any way to get rid of him.

"Thomas! Time for dinner!" a female voice called from down the beach.

"Got to go," the young man said. "That's my mom. Hey, it was neat seeing you again, Paula, I'll see you later."

"'Bye, Tom," Paula said.

Bobby was sitting with his eyes closed, soaking up the sun. He was warm outside and stewing with bitterness inside.

"I didn't know Tom would be here this week; you don't mind, do you?" Paula asked.

"I guess not," Bobby replied sharply. "Why should I?"

"Bobby, are you mad at me?" Paula asked.

Bobby looked at her. The hurt look in her eyes made his anger vanish. "I'm not mad at you," he said. "I...I'm sorry if I snapped at you."

Paula smiled at him brightly. "Could you put some suntan lotion on my back, Bobby?" she asked. "I don't want to burn." She rolled onto her belly.

"Sure," Bobby said. He got off the chair and knelt next to her. He poured a little lotion in his hand and let it warm up, then he began spreading it on Paula's back. The second his hands touched her velvety skin his cock began to stiffen. He couldn't help himself.

"Mmmmmm," Paula murmured softly. "That feels nice."

"It sure does," Bobby agreed. What he was doing was very exciting. His hands roamed over Paula and she continued to murmur, then squirm, as his lotion-slick hands prowled her flesh.

"Oh, God, Bobby!" Paula said softly, "I can't believe it! You're turning me on!"

"I...I am?" Bobby croaked. His throat was tight and he was struggling to breathe.

"You sure are!" she replied. Her soft, warm hand slid up his leg and grasped his awakening cock. "Oh, God! You're turned on, too!" she exclaimed, gripping his cock through his swimsuit, squeezing it. Thunderbolts of passion boomed in the young man.

Paula squeezed his cock gently, then turned her head so she could see him. "Want to go in?" she whispered.

"Do...you?" Bobby croaked.

Paula nodded. "Uh-huh!" she murmured. "Do I ever!"

Bobby slid one hand under the scanty bottom of her suit and cupped a fine buttock. "Let's go, then," he said. He lifted his hand from her, stood up, helped her up, and they started for the house, their arms around each other.

 The minute they were in the house, Paula came into his arms, pressing against him fiercely, her lips crushing his, her tongue lashing into his mouth.

Bobby cupped her luscious bottom in his hands and lifted her off her feet. Her arms slithered around his neck and her legs encircled his hips. She was so light, holding her took little effort. Her middle squirmed against his swollen cock, caressing it wonderfully.

"Is...is it always going to be like...like this between us?" Paula gasped after their torrid kiss ended. "God! It's scary how much I always want you!"

"I...I hope...it will," Bobby gasped, squeezing her bottom, feeling his rock-hard cock rub against her. "You want to make love right here?"

"He...here?" Paula gasped. She looked around. "H...how can we...?"

Bobby set her down, quickly stripped the bottom of her suit off, then he took his suit off.

Paula's tiny hand encircled his cock and began to stroke it. "I...I can't believe we're doing this!" she giggled softly. "This is so wild!"

When they were naked from the waist down, Bobby pulled Paula to him and again hoisted her in his hands. Shock-waves of delight rushed through him as her body pressed against his and her sopping-wet vagina caressed his tumescence.

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, locking her arms behind his neck, rubbing her pussy delectably against his rigid prong. "This is so wild!" She reached between them, grabbed hold of him, and centered the head of his shaft on her lust-wet passageway.

Bobby lowered her and shuddered with ecstasy as she sank onto him. "Godddddd!!!!" he groaned.

"Oh, Jeeezzzz!!! This is far out!" Paula cooed, squirming in his hands, absorbing him all the way into her. "This is so wild!! Oh, Bobby, yesssss!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!!"

Bobby leaned against the wall for support while he continued to lift and lower Paula on his rigid cock. Her legs and arms tightened around him and she twisted a little, rocking her hips gently, as his swollen wand slid in and out of her snug canal.

"I...Uhhhhhh!!! Oh, Godddddd, Bobby!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!" she groaned, "Jeeeeezzzzz!!! Oh, Jeeeeeezzzzz!!! This...is...so...wild!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I...don't...Ahhhhhh!!!...believe...ittttt!!! I...don't...believe...we're...doing...this!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!"

It was wonderful. Bobby would have loved for it to go on forever, but it couldn't. He didn't have that much self-control! "I'm gonna come!!!" he groaned. "Oh, God, Paula!!! I...I can't wait!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!!" His hands tightened on her squirming bottom, grinding her down against him, as his scalding cream gushed into her.

"Oh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! I can feel you coming!!! It's so hot!!!" Paula exclaimed, then her body stiffened. "Me, toooooo!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!! Yeahhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!! Me, tooo!!! Bobbbeeeeeeeeee!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Once their passion began to wane, Bobby lowered Paula to her feet, feeling his cock reluctantly slide from her. She pressed against him, hugging him, burying her face against his chest. "You come up with such neat things to do!" she whispered. "I...I never made love like that before in my life! It was so wild!"

Bobby hugged her and kissed the top of her head. "It was, wasn't it?" he agreed.

"I'm all sticky now," she giggled, "I have to get cleaned up." Gracefully, she bent, picked up the bottom of her suit, then she started for the bathroom.

Bobby watched her go, then picked up his suit and followed. "I bet that muscle-bound turkey, Tom, wouldn't have known enough about love-making to do what we just did," he mused as he walked to the bathroom. "I...I wonder if Paula and he ever...?" The sudden thought sent a bold of jealousy through him.

After they finished getting cleaned up, they put their swimsuits back on and cuddled on the sofa in the living room, looking out at the ocean. Paula was gently caressing Bobby's leg as they sat there, watching the surf, listening to the soft rushing sounds the perpetually moving water made.

"You know," Bobby said, "we have to get some food. We're almost out."

"I don't care what we do," Paula said. She turned and kissed him sweetly. "Just so we do it together."

"OK," he said, "why don't we get some stuff for breakfast and lunch tomorrow? We can eat dinner out."

"Great!" Paula said.

"Want to go get what we need now?" Bobby suggested

Paula smiled at him. "Neat!" she said.

Bobby slipped a pair of jeans and sweatshirt over his swimsuit. Paula slipped into a long white T-shirt that covered her suit, but left a lot of delectable leg exposed.

Bobby watched as she slipped into the shirt. Paula, very aware of his gaze, blushed. "When you look at me that way it makes me feel kind of funny inside," she said softly. "It's...it's like I'm...special or something."

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. "You are," he said. "The most special thing that's ever happened to me."

They drove to a nearby supermarket and did their shopping. Bobby enjoyed going up and down the aisles with Paula while she picked out the things they'd need.

They turned a corner and ran into Tom! "Damn!" Bobby thought. "Can't we go anywhere without running into this damn beach bum?"

"Hi, Paula," Tom said, brightening.

"Hi, Tom," Paula replied, smiling.

"Ah...there's a...a big party on the beach tonight," he said. "A bunch of the kids from the city are here. We're going to build a big bonfire and all...it will be a blast! You going to come?"

 Paula looked at Bobby. He couldn't be sure what he saw in her eyes. Did she want to go? Did she want to go to the beach party instead of being alone with him? Maybe there were things about Tom and Paula he didn't know. It felt as if there was a cold hand clutching his heart.

She turned to Tom. "It sounds like fun," she said, "but I have other things to do."

"Oh..." Tom looked crestfallen. His smile faded. "Gee...that's...that's too bad. I was, you know, kinda hoping that..."

"Bobby and I have some things planned for tonight," Paula said. "We came out here to be alone."

"Oh," Tom said. "I..." He looked at Bobby, red-faced. "I...I thought..." He shrugged. "You know..."

Paula linked her arm through Bobby's and pressed against him. "Bobby and I have been going out for over a year now, and this is a special vacation for us," she said.

"Oh," Tom said. "I...I thought..." He got even redder. "I'm sorry," he said. He turned and walked down the aisle.

"I think he was embarrassed," Bobby said.

Paula giggled and pressed against him. They paid for their groceries and headed back to the beach house.

"You were jealous of Tom, that's why you were so grouchy earlier this afternoon, isn't it?" Paula asked as they drove back to the house. She was sitting with her legs pulled up under her, watching him.

"Ah...yeah, I guess so," he admitted. "I...I guess I was, kinda."

"Why?" she asked. "God! I mean, I guess Tom's cute enough if you like that type, but he's really kinda dumb. I can't believe you're jealous of him. "

Bobby shrugged and felt his face get hot. "Well, I...ah...I mean, I sure don't have a body like his and..."

Paula slid closer to him, as close as she could get in Jeep's bucket seats. "I happen to think you're handsome," she said, lying a hand on his face, stroking him gently. Then her hand dropped to his leg and softly caressed his cock. "And I don't think there's anything wrong with your body, either. Especially not this part of it..." She squeezed his cock. "You make me feel good, you make me feel wonderful."

"You make me feel wonderful, too," Bobby replied. Her touch had his cock twitching and beginning to swell.

Paula felt his erection twitch and giggled. "I love you," she said.

"I love you, too," Bobby said. She kissed him on the cheek.

They got back to the beach house, carried the groceries in, and put them away.

"So," Paula said when they finished, "What are we going to do now?"

"What do you think?" Bobby asked. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her body melded against his and her slim arms went around his neck. Thrills rushed through him.

Bobby picked Paula up and carried her into the bedroom. Since neither of them was wearing very much, it took no time at all to get their clothes off, then they were on the bed, their hands and lips exploring. Excitement rushed through Bobby as he touched Paula's lovely form, and she touched him. He teased her nipples into rigid buds with his fingers, then began suckling them.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! Goddddddd!!!" Paula groaned, squirming, twisting, pulling his face against her. "Yeesssssss!!! Oh, Yesssssssss!!!!!"

Her skin was so unbelievably soft and silky. Bobby's lips moved from her breasts, over her flat, flawless belly, toward her center. Goose-bumps rose and her skin rippled. Her motions grew more and more fervent and her moans of ecstasy grew louder.

"Yessss!!!!!! Oh, Yessssssss!!! You always make me feel so gooodddddd!!!!" she bawled. "Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! I love you!!!!"

Bobby moved between Paula's exquisite legs and continued to kiss her belly while he stroked the super-silky skin of her inner thighs. The girl's luscious columns of flesh trembled. "Bobby!!! Oh, God!!! Bobbbeeee!!!!" Paula groaned, her hips rising, twisting.

The young man's lips traveled through his lover's sparse furze, his tongue found the swollen bud of her clit and licked it.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Godddddddd!!!!" Paula groaned, her hips rising. "Yesssssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!!"

While Bobby punished Paula's clit with his tongue, he slid his hand up her thigh, between her legs, and began exploring her passion-dampened pussy. She continued to emit constant moans of pleasure, the sounds interrupted only by occasional intakes of breath. One of his fingers worked its way into her snug tunnel.

"I'm gonna come!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!" his lover cried, her back arching. "I can't wait!!! I can't waittttt!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her breath-taking body went wild, twisting and turning. Hot juices gushed from her and were smeared all over his face.

When Paula at last lay quiescent, Bobby slid up next to her. Paula snuggled against him and kissed him. "Is...is that what I taste like?" she asked softly after the kiss ended.

Bobby grinned and nodded. "Yes," he replied. "It's my favorite flavor."

"I...I can't believe how good you make me feel," she said, still a little breathless. "I can't get over what a wonderful lover you are!"

Bobby kissed her. "You make it easy," he told her.

"But I don't do anything," she protested. "I...I don't make love to you the way you make love to me."

"The fact that you're here with me is enough," he told her.

She kissed him again, then her lips began moving. Down his neck they went, onto his chest. She licked and sucked his nipples until they were hard. Her hand left tingling trails across his body as it headed for his rigid cock.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby moaned. Making love to her had aroused him, but what Paula was doing to him aroused him still more. More than he'd have believed possible! Her lips left his nipples and began moving down his chest, across his belly. He was unable to lie still. Her dainty hand reached his cock, encircled it, and she began stroking it. Lightning bolts of rapture flashed in his passion-inflamed mind.

"Paulaaaaaaa!!! Oh, Godddd!!! Oh, Godddd!!! Oh, Godddd!!! Oh, Godddd!!!" he groaned. "God!!! That feels fantastic!!!"

Paula continued pumping his cock, kissing his belly, caressing his legs, driving him as wild with need as he'd ever been.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned when he felt her lips on the shaft of his cock. "Oh, Godddddddd!!! Oh, Godddddddd!!!!"

Words could never come close to describing what Bobby felt when Paula kissed his erection. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over him. No one had ever made him feel like this! Never!

She caressed, licked, and sucked him for what seemed like an eternity. Time after time, she took him to the brink of explosion, then backed off, stroking his legs softly, letting him calm. Then he was taken back to the peak of passion once more by her lips, tongue, and mouth.

"Paulaaaaaa!!! Oh, God!!! Paulaaaaa!!!" he wailed. "I can't take it any more!!! You're making me feel too good!!"

She moved atop him then, straddling him.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Bobby groaned as she sank onto his unyielding shaft. Still more pleasure ripped through him. Every cell in his body screamed with need.

Slowly, delectably, Paula began to move her hips, his cock riding easily in the secure grip of her channel of love.

Bobby reached up and cupped her budded breasts, stroking the extended tips with his thumbs. Paula's face was flushed, her eyes were closed, and her mouth hung partly open. She was a vision of passion-inflamed beauty.

"I...Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!" Paula groaned, her motions becoming more and more urgent, "I...I don't think I can...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!  Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

"Paulaaaaaaaaaa!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!! Oh, Goddddddddd!!!!!!" Bobby cried as molten juices blasted from him into Paula's tight, spasming channel.

Their need sated, Paula remained atop Bobby, wrapped in the circle of his arms, breathing gently.

 "I thought you said you never made love to me," he said softly. "What do you call what you just did?"

"Was...was it good for you?" she whispered and kissed his neck.

"Not good," he said, "Stupendous, maybe, or fantastic, or outstanding, or super, or unbelievable, maybe."

"I love you, Bobby," she said.

"I love you, too, Paula." He hugged her as tightly as he could without hurting her. "Maybe..." he thought, "maybe this is the woman I'm going to marry."




Graduation and... Ch. 25



The phone was ringing when Lois and Dennis returned to her house after enjoying a delicious pizza.

Lois answered it. "Yes," she said, "he's here. No. He's been no problem. Goodness, no. I was glad I could help out. You want to talk with him?" She gestured to Dennis. "It's your parents."

Dennis took the phone and heard his mother's voice.

"They're having a great time," Dennis told Lois after he finished the call. "I'm glad. They needed to take a vacation for a while, now."

"I'm glad they're having a good time," Lois said. "It certainly has been a rather pleasant experience for me, too!" she thought, and a soft shudder of delight swept through her.

They went upstairs to their respective rooms. Dennis slipped into a pair of pajamas, then went into the bathroom. He finished getting ready for bed, then he walked down the hallway to the master bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, so he looked through the gap. Mrs. Tillman was slipping on a white nightgown. He swallowed hard. Watching her lovely body disappear under the soft white cotton garment made his groin tighten. He pushed the door open silently, and stepped into the room. "That's really a pretty nightgown," he said softly.

Lois turned quickly. "Dennis! You startled me!" she gasped.

"Watching you put that nightgown on was really something," Dennis said. He walked across the room, pulled her into his arms, and covered her mouth with his.

Lois leaned back and looked at him, her face flushed, when the kiss ended. Excitement was already rushing through her.

Dennis reached into the scooped neck of her nightgown and cupped a firm breast, thumbing the already-erect nipple.

"Ohhhhhh!!!!" Lois groaned as she felt her legs go rubbery. "Come on." She took his hand and led him to the bed, then turned and went into his arms again. They kissed once more, tongues lashing, sparks of passion flying between them.

When the second kiss ended, Dennis helped Lois out of her nightgown, then he got out of his pajamas, and they found themselves lying on the bed, next to each other. His hands immediately started roving over her, inflaming her, drawing soft groans of delight from her.

"I'm getting spoiled," Lois thought, "I haven't been loved this often, or this well, for ages."

Dennis rolled atop her, and his rigid shaft slid between her legs and into her humid opening.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Lois groaned, "Yesss! Do it, lover!! Do it!!!"

His hips began to move, each movement thrilling them more. Her hips rose to meet his thrusts. Dennis might have gotten a late start in the field of sex, but he was learning fast.

"Ohhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!!" Lois groaned softly, then she gave up fighting the urge to cry out in delight. "I'm...I'm commminnngggg!!! Dennisssss!!! I'm commmminnnnngggggg!!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!!"

Dennis's probing shaft plunged in and out, each stroke more fantastic for Lois than the last. Finally, he felt his eruption begin. "Me...tooooo!!!" he groaned as he spewed his seed into her.

Lois covered his mouth with hers, muffling his groans of joy. Her own orgasm had begun to ebb and, for the first time, she was able to savor the sensation of his warm juices splattering her insides. It felt good, so good, that another tremor of bliss shook her. Finally, Dennis lay still, cushioned atop her, her breasts pushing into his chest.

They lay in each other's arms for quite a while. Lois felt Dennis's erection soften and slip from her, then she felt a tickle as their mixed juices seeped from her body. Before either of them knew it, they were asleep.

Lois awoke in the morning, delighted to be cuddled against Dennis's warm body. "Good morning, Dennis" she said.

Dennis' eyes flickered open. "Good morning?" He looked around. "Is...is it morning already?"

Lois nodded. "It is such a delight to wake up with you here, next to me," she told him. "I'm getting entirely too used to this," she mused. "I'm really going to miss it when he goes home."

Dennis kissed her. "I...I gotta go to the bathroom," he said. He climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom. When he got back, he laid back down in bed and smiled at Lois.

"My turn," Lois said. She stretched, enjoying the way Dennis gazed at her as she did, then she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.  She did what she had to do, then she decided to take a shower. She turned on the water and examined herself in the mirror over the vanity while she waited for the water to get hot enough.

"Last night was so delicious!" she mused. "God, every night has been delicious since I stopped being so foolish and let Dennis into my bed!" A thrill coursed through her as she remembered. God, life with Dennis could be wonderful! Or would it?

She thought about what having a relationship with the young man could mean. There would be problems, there was no way to avoid facing that face. She was more than twice his age and wasn't able to have kids. What if he wanted to have children? He had the right to expect that.

Lois hugged herself. She couldn't believe she was having fantasies about having a long-term relationship with Dennis, a teenager. On the other hand, the thought of giving him up caused her considerable pain. And what about her relationship with Doreen Ingalls? She and Doreen had been lovers for almost a year. Could she give that up? Her life kept getting more and more confusing and troubling.

She opened the glass door of the shower, stepped inside, and felt the stinging spray pelting her body. She kept thinking about herself and Dennis. When he was her age, she'd be sixty-three. Would he want her as much then as he did now?

Lying in bed, Dennis heard the shower running. Quietly, he slipped into the bathroom and enjoyed the indistinct view of his lover's naked body moving through the pebbled glass of the shower doors. As he watched, he quickly became turned on. He'd read about making it in the shower and the idea intrigued him. He could't get enough of seeing Mrs. Tillman naked and, even if they didn't get it on, they could at least have fun.

Lois, unaware that Dennis was watching her because she had her back to him, was soaping herself. She worked the lather into her skin and stood, her head back, her eyes closed, under the driving spray.

His erection, sticking out in front of him like a divining rod aimed exactly in the direction of what he wanted, the young man silently slid the shower door open and stepped in.

When the door opened, Lois felt a rush of cool air, then hands began to slide over her soapy flesh, and something very warm and hard began pressing between her buttocks.

"Dennis!!!" she exclaimed when the young man pulled her against him. He squeezed her soap-slick breasts and pushed his hard shaft between the cheeks of her ass. It felt good, incredibly good!

Dennis hadn't realized how exciting this would be. Mrs. Tillman's nipples jutted between his fingers as he massaged her breasts, and murmurs and groans of delight came from her, announcing the rush of passion she was feeling at his hands, passion that was taking control of her body. He thrust his hips forward, driving his erection deep into the cleft between her buttocks, his movements facilitated by her body's soapy covering. His lovely companion responded by pressing her hips back against him.

"You're making me crazy, Dennis!" Lois moaned. "God! The minute you touch me, I have to have you!"

"I need you, too," Dennis whispered in her ear.

"Let's get dried off and go out to the bed," Lois said. The swollen fleshy tube prodding insistently between her buttocks, teasing her anus, tantalizing her vagina, was turning her insides to jelly. She needed it inside her!

"Bend over," Dennis said, and Lois did. The tip of his cock plowed between her puffy lips and touched her clit. She grabbed the faucets to steady herself. He was entering her, the wedge-shaped, purple head of his swollen organ was spreading her vaginal opening, slowly invading and filling her, delighting her.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Dennisssssss!!! That's fabulous!!!" Lois groaned. She couldn't believe this was happening!

Dennis grabbed her hips and continued to piston his shaft into her. The view he had was wonderful, her gracefully curved back arched in front of him and he loved the feel of her bottom slapping against his thighs.

Lois began stroking her clit. As she did, she felt Dennis's throbbing shaft punching in and out of her. It was too much. "Dennisssss!!!!" she groaned, "I...I...I'm...Oh, God!!! I'm comminnnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!! Ahhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

"Meeeeee, toooooooooooo!!!!!!!" Dennis cried. His hands dug into her hips as he hosed her insides with his scalding fluids.

Eventually, they slid to the floor of the shower and sat there, leaning against the wall next to each other.

"You are amazing!" Lois told the young man. Her chest was still heaving.

"You aren't too bad...yourself," he panted. His breathing hadn't settled down, yet.

They finished their shower, put on robes, and went down to the kitchen. Dennis straightened up the den while Lois started breakfast. After they ate, they went back upstairs to get ready for the day.

A little later, Lois, still nude, sat in front of her dressing table mirror, combing her hair. Dennis, also nude, wandered around the bedroom behind her. He paused in front of her open lingerie drawer.

"This stuff is neat!" he commented. He reached in and touched the dainty underthings. "This stuff is really sexy."

Lois felt herself blushing. "I...I bought those things years ago, but I...I hardly ever wear them," she murmured. "I was saving them for, you know, special occasions."

Dennis looked at the drawer more carefully. It looked like there was something under the neatly folded items. He reached under the silky things. Whatever was there felt rubbery, almost fleshy. He grasped it and took it out. It was a fake penis! A dildo! Mrs. Tillman had a dildo!

"What's this?" he asked.

Lois turned, looked, saw what he had in his hand, then felt herself flushing. "It's...ah...I...um..." she stammered. She'd purchased the device at Doreen's urging.

"Do you ever use this?" Dennis asked. He started toward her, holding the fake cock in his hand.

"Um...I...um..." Lois stammered. She felt ashamed. What must he think of her? How could she explain her ownership of the device to him?

Dennis examined the dildo carefully, found the switch, and turned it on. The ersatz penis began to vibrate and get warm. "Oh, wow, this thing is wild!" he said, gripping the penis replica. "What's it feel like?" The device had really piqued his interest. Holding it by its base, he reached out and placed the buzzing tip against Mrs. Tillman's nipple.

Lois gasped as erotic thrills burst through her. She hadn't expected this and found it delightful. A moan escaped from her lips and she leaned back against Dennis. She began to feel mushy inside as the young man moved the device from one breast to the other.

"Let's...let's go over to...to the bed," Lois stammered, finding it more than a little hard to talk. It was even harder to walk, but Dennis helped her and soon she was lying on the bed, with the young man kneeling next to her.

 The young man tormented Lois's rigid nipples with the device until she was so turned on she was breathless, then he moved the insistently whirring machine across her belly and into her pubic hair.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Lois groaned, parting her legs. This was wonderful!

Ever so slowly, Dennis swept the dildo over his panting lover's vagina, parting lips slick with the juices of excitement, then up again, bringing cries of elation from the gorgeous woman as the vibrating teaser hit her erect clit.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" she cried, "Oh, God, Dennis, that feels so good!!"

Dennis returned the head of the dildo to her quivering opening and began to press it slowly into her. More thrills raced though Lois. The buzzing device was driving her wild and the fact Dennis was wielding it made the whole situation even more thrilling.

Dennis was enjoying it, too. Mrs. Tillman's moans and excited writhing had given him a raging hard-on. He was tempted to toss the dildo aside and plunge himself into her, but he didn't. Slowly, he guided the sex toy in and out of her body, watching with delight as her vagina swallowed it, and her hips rose and fell. He found the sight of the fake cock sliding in and out of her tremendously stimulating.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Dennnnnnissssssss!!!!!" Lois moaned, her back arching, hoisting her hips off the bed. "I'm so close!!!! I'm so close!!! Oh, God, Dennis!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!"

Dennis dropped across Mrs. Tillman's body and buried his head in her crotch. His tongue began lashing her clit.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Lois screamed, "Too good!!! Oh, God, Dennis, tooo gooooddd!!! Yesssssssss!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!"

When Lois began to quiet, Dennis pulled the fake cock out of her, tossed it on the bed, then he climbed on top of her and plunged his painfully erect cock into her. He was so turned on that after a just a few strokes he was pumping his hot juices into her.

Lois felt Dennis's hot cream splattering against her insides, then she shuddered as another orgasm exploded. "Dennnnissssss!!! Dennnnissssss!!! Oh, God!!! Oh,God!!! Dennnnnissssss!!!!!" she cried, clutching at him.

After they finished, Lois and Dennis lay in her bed. Dennis began to kiss her neck and shoulders and tingles began to spread through Lois yet again. "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Dennis!!!" she groaned. He kept her turned on all the time! His hands began moving lightly over her, sending rapture rippling through her once more.

He sucked her nipples until they stood up, stiff and straining; then his hands, lips, and tongue trailed fire down her body, through the forest of her pubic hair, onto the excitement-slick lips of her vagina.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" Lois cried, her back arching, her hips thrusting upward, off the bed, once again. She couldn't stop, not now!

Dennis, too, was alive with need. He slid up on top of her and was overjoyed when his cock slid between her legs, and directly into her warm cavern. He lay still for a few moments, luxuriating in the damp warmth that surrounded his cock. He felt his lover's rigid nipples pressing into his chest. He covered her lips with his and felt her tongue probe into his mouth.

"I need you, Dennis!" Lois murmured, licking his ear. "Take me! Now!" Her hips began moving, sending joyous feelings sweeping through her.

Their bodies strained, flesh rubbing flesh, giving and taking, seeking the ultimate in pleasure. Each partner could feel now-familiar sensations building and growing as they neared their bursting point.

"Oh, God, I'm gonna come again!!" Dennis groaned, feeling the spasms begin deep in his body, knowing he was about to unleash his seed.

"Yessssss!!!" Lois replied. Her peak, too, was near. She pulled his head down and covered his mouth with hers. When his hot cream began spurting into her she experienced an explosion of unbearable joy and another orgasm shook her. She couldn't believe anything could feel as good as this did and knew she never wanted it to stop.

Afterward, they lay in each other's arms. Lois hugged Dennis against her. "God!" she thought as she clung to him. "What am I going to do when he goes home? How am I going to survive?"




Graduation and... Ch. 26



A few days after they got back from their stay at the beach, Bobby parked his jeep in front of Paula's house, walked slowly up the walk and pushed the doorbell button. Paula opened the door, wearing a green cotton sweater with an open weave and a matching green cotton mini-skirt with brass buttons down the front. Her lovely tan legs showed from underneath it.

They went into the living room and sat down on the end the sofa. Paula tucked her legs under her and gazed at Bobby. She was close enough to him so he could feel her warmth.

Bobby looked into her lovely blue eyes as her hands touched his face lightly, and her face started moving slowly toward his. After what seemed like an eternity, her lips touched his and thrills shot through him.

The kiss continued for a wonderfully long time, then Paula's lips left his and she gazed deeply into his eyes. "Wow!" she whispered, her breathing ragged.

Bobby reached for her and, with a soft moan, she came into his arms, settling herself on his lap. Their lips joined again and this time the kiss caused them even more fire and joy than the one that preceded it. When it ended, Paula snuggled against him, her slim arms around his neck, her soft hair tickling his face. Bobby had never felt more wonderful in his life.

"What is it about you?" she said softly. "You...you make me feel so...so wonderful..."

Bobby's hand slid up and down her back, experiencing her warmth and softness. She continued pressing against him. Her breasts prodded his chest. Powerful sensations began growing, sensations he knew he wouldn't be able to control, and didn't want to.

"You make me feel wonderful, too," Bobby replied. "I like being with you more than anything. Being with you feels different than being with anyone else."

Paula leaned back and gazed into his eyes. As she did, Bobby leaned forward and kissed her again. At the same time, his hands ought, found, and cupped one of her firm breasts and his fingers found her nipple and strummed it through the soft material of her sweater.

When he began caressing her breast, Paula groaned into his mouth and shuddered. Her tongue slid across his lips and into his mouth where it was met by his. Lightning bolts of ecstasy arced through him as their tongues dueled and his hand continued to work on Paula's breast.

Bobby shifted position so Paula was lying in his lap. Down over her body his hand slid, and moved under her sweater, onto her bare skin. Paula groaned and her body twisted and strained as his hand slid over her bare flesh. Her soft murmurs of delight increased in volume and her movements became more and more impassioned.

Bobby managed to get the sweater up, baring her upper body to his feverish gaze. She was so lovely! Her breasts were tipped by large, rosy circles which surrounded her swollen nipples. He slid his hand from one breast to the other. Paula moaned and her nipples seemed to grow harder and harder each time he touched them.

Paula was tugging at his arms. "I...I want you!" she groaned. "Oh, God!! Bobby!! I...I want you!! I...I need you!!"

Bobby slid out from under her and stood up to strip his clothes off. While he was taking his T-shirt off, he felt Paula's hands working at the waist of his pants, then they began sliding down. Air flowed over his bare flesh, then her warm hands cupped his cock and balls. His legs were so shaky he thought he'd fall. He'd never, ever, felt like this with any other woman!

"Take me!! Please!! Take me!!" Paula groaned, her body arching, twisting, moving constantly. "I need you!! Please, Bobby!! Please!!"

Bobby laid atop her and felt her guide his rigid cock to Paula's wet opening. As it slipped into her, unbelievable feelings tore through him. Her legs rose and her feet locked behind his legs as she pressed herself against him, moving urgently.

"Ohhhhh!! Godddddddddd!!" she groaned. "Never like this!! Never!! Oh, Bobby!! Oh, Bobby!! Take meeee!! Take meeeee!!"

Powerful emotions roiled through Bobby as he began moving. Paula's taut grotto clutched his cock as his hips thrust wildly against her. He had no control whatever! He couldn't stop himself, couldn't control his pace! It was as if he was making love for the first time!

"Can't wait!! Ohhhhh!! Uggggghhhhh!! I can't wait!!" he cried, "I'm gonna come!! Paula!! Paulaaaa!!" Powerful spasms inside him caused a torrent of his hot juices to gush into Paula's hot, clutching cave.

"Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Oh, Goddddddddddd!! Oh, Goddddddddddddddd!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!! Yessssssssss!!" Paula cried, her body straining against his, shaking, shivering, spasming. "Yessssssssss!! Oh, yesssssss!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhh!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Spent, the lovers collapsed in each other's arms and lay, locked together, on the sofa.

"I...I can't believe how wonderful I feel every time we make love," Paula whispered breathlessly.

"Me, either," Bobby admitted. It was true. As many times as he'd made love, and as good as it had been, nothing he'd done with other women came close to what he experienced with Paula. He bent his head and kissed her. As their lips met, passion once more stirred inside him. Paula's body moved under him, signaling that she, too, was responding.

When the kiss ended, Bobby got to his feet and reached out his hand. Paula took it, he pulled her to her feet, then led her to her bedroom. This time it wasn't going to be a wild session on the sofa. He wanted her in a bed. Paula, flushed a little and still breathing hard, gazed at him with her lovely wide blue eyes.

Once they were in Paula's bedroom, Bobby grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head. She raised her arms so he could pull it off her head then, as she stood naked before him, he gazed at her ardently. She was so beautiful! He couldn't stop staring at her. It was almost as if every time he saw her it was like seeing her for the first time!

"I...the way you look at me, it makes me feel funny," Paula said softly, then she stepped back toward the bed, laid down on it, and held out her arms. "Come here, lover!" she murmured.

Bobby shed what was left of his clothes and joined her. Immediately his hands began exploring her warm, silken flesh, while his lips again sought hers. When their mouths joined, Paula groaned softly and pressed her nakedness against his.

When the kiss ended, Bobby's lips and tongue joined his hands exploring her wonderful form. Paula groaned, twisting and turning on the bed, her hands alternating between touching him and tearing at the covers. "Ohhhh!! Goddddd!! Bobbeeee!! Bobbeeeee!! Love meeeee!! Love meeeee!!" she cried.

Bobby was exultant. Paula was begging him to make love to her! His cock swelled and grew hard once again and he quaked with delicious sensations, which grew more and more powerful as he continued his explorations. He tried to be as gentle as he'd ever been, touching her with feather-light touches, stroking every inch of her exposed skin. Her belly was so neat! His hand slid down over her long, slender legs, then glided up between them, to her wet, hot center. When he traced the outline of her vagina with his fingers, her hips rose off the bed.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!!" Paula groaned. Her back arched and strained when Bobby began fingering her. Then he found her clit and she screamed with delight. "Eeeeeeyahhhhh!! Bobbeeeeeee!! Bobbeeeeeeeee!! I need you!! Please!! Take meeeeee!! Please take meeee!!"

Bobby rolled atop her and this time his cock slid into her as if it had been drawn to her opening by an invisible magnet. Her legs locked behind his and her pelvis ground up against his. Ripples of tingling delight raced up his spine as the walls of her opening massaged his embedded, swollen member.

Slowly, he began moving, knowing he wouldn't be able to keep himself under control for long. Being in her excited him far too much! His juices were boiling, ready to burst out of him, then... "Paulaaaaa!! Oh, God!! Paulaaaa!! I...I love youuuuu!! I love youuuuuu!!" he cried, erupting into her powerfully.

"Bobbeeeeeeee!! Yessssssss!! Oh, yesssssssss!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!!" Paula cried. Her body went wild as his hot cream splashed into her. "Take meeeeeeeeee!! Nowwwwwwww!! Nowwwwwww!! Bobbbbeeeeeee!! I...I love you, toooooo!! Ohhhhh!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Sated, they snuggled in Paula's bed. After two fierce love-making sessions, neither of them had much energy left, so all they did for a long time was lie in each other's arms.

After a few minutes, Paula looked deeply into Bobby's eyes. "I...I really am in love with you. I really am," she told him.

"I'm in love with you, too," Bobby said, and kissed her tenderly.

Paula stroked his face softly then kissed him softly on the lips. "I'm sure glad Kim introduced us last year," she whispered.

"Me, too," Bobby said. He caressed one of her breasts softly. "I guess we owe Kim for that, don't we?"

"I...I guess we do," Paula replied. She shuddered. "When you touch me like that, it makes me feel all funny inside. Nobody's ever made me feel like that before. Not ever."

"It's...I've...ah...making love with you, it's...it's really wild," Bobby said. "You're so beautiful..."

Paula blushed. "When you say things like that it makes me feel funny," she told him. "I'm not used to the way you talk to me."

Bobby kissed her. "I think you better get used to it," he told her. "Because you're going to be hearing a lot of that kind of talk from now on." His lips moved down her wonderfully shaped neck, onto her chest. "If I have my way," he said, "you'll be hearing it for the rest of our lives."

Up the slope of a swollen breast his lips moved, toward a swelling nipple. Paula sighed with delight and her hands tangled in Bobby's hair, pressing his face against her flesh. "Godddd!!" she groaned. "You know exactly how to make me feel so good!"

His intense need somewhat abated, Bobby had control; the kind of control he needed to make love to her the way he really wanted to, thoroughly, slowly, savoring her taste and feel. He sucked her distended nipple between his lips and lashed it with his tongue. Paula squirmed and squealed with delight. He continued doing what he as doing to her breasts for a while, then he kissed his way into the valley between her breasts and up the slope of the other breast, to that nipple. More delightful suckling followed, accompanied by more groans of joy from his beautiful partner.

"Bobby!! Oh, God!! You're incredible!" Paula groaned as thrills swept through her. "Ohhhhhhhh!!" Her body writhed and strained.

Bobby abandoned Paula's breasts, wishing he had more than one mouth so he could taste all of her at once, and began kissing his way down her belly. Her hands grabbed at him while his slid over her velvety skin.

"I want to do you!!" Paula murmured. "I want to do you!! Please!!"

She wriggled out from under Bobby and pushed him onto his back. Immediately, her hands and lips began working on him, driving him wild. She let her fingers trail down his chest, sending shudder after shudder of delight through him. Her lips tortured his nipples the way he'd done hers, and he moaned aloud with ecstasy. Every place she touched him it felt like electricity was shooting into him! Her touch had turned his body into one big over-stimulated pleasure nerve!

"My goodness!!" he heard Paula murmur, "Look at this!"

"Uhhhhhhh!!" Bobby groaned, his hips rising off the bed, as her small hands encircled his immense erection and began pumping it. Her actions were facilitated by the slick residue of their earlier joining. "Paula! Oh, Goddddd!!" he gushed. "Jesus!!"

"You like that, do you?" Paula asked. Her hands kept moving.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!" Bobby groaned. His back arched even more when her mouth encircled the tip of his cock. He couldn't believe it! He couldn't stand it! It felt so good!!

Up and down on his swollen shaft Paula's mouth moved, engulfing him, then releasing him, while her hands continued to stroke and tease other parts of him as well. Tidal waves of passion rolled over Bobby, each one more making him feel more wonderful than the last. Her hands cupped and squeezed his balls, then she was kissing them, sucking each little globe into her mouth, while her hands continued making him harder than he'd believed it was possible to get. If she kept that up much longer, he was going to come! He couldn't hold back for long!

"Oh, Goddddd!! Paula!! Paulaaaaaa!!" he cried, "Feels too good!! I...I can't stand ittttt!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!" His hips bounced on the bed, keeping time with the movements of Paula's hands and mouth. He squeezed his eyes closed and pulled at the covers.

Suddenly, Paula's mouth was gone from his cock. Before he realized what she was doing, it was engulfed in still more warmth and wetness, this time in a tighter, even more pleasurable grip. He felt her knees pressing against his sides, and her bottom began rubbing his thighs.

Bobby opened his eyes to see Paula above him, her breasts jiggling delightfully, riding him. Her flushed face was a mask of passion and her long blonde hair flew wildly as she thrashed on his cock.

Bobby grabbed Paula's hips, pressed her down against him, and hung on, driving his hips up off the bed, forcing himself into her. She leaned forward and grabbed his shoulders for support. The movement brought her nipples close to Bobby's face. He took advantage of that, raised his head, and began sucking first one, then the other.

"Bobbeeeeeee!! My Godddddd!! My Godddddd!! I'm so close!!" Paula wailed. "Ahhhhhhhhh!! Aggggainnnnnnn!! Take meeeeee!! Oh, Bobbeeeeeeeeeee!! Take meeeee!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!! Nowwwwwww!! Aaaaayeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Nowwwwwwwww!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhh!!" Bobby cried as his orgasm exploded. His body was infused by thrilling sensations, from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes.

Eventually their frenzied motions calmed, then stopped entirely. Paula collapsed on top of Bobby and he held her. If he had his way, they would be doing this for as long as both of them lived!



Graduation and... Ch. 27



Lois woke up horny. That was nothing new. Ever since Dennis had come for his visit, she'd been waking up horny. But, the delightful thing was that the young man's presence gave her the means to do something about her horniness.

There were things that made this morning bittersweet for Lois, though. This was the last time she'd be waking up next to Dennis for a while. His parents were returning from their European trip, which meant he was going to have to go home.

Later that day, she and Dennis were supposed meet the boy's parents at the airport. Lois had been invited to stay with Dennis's family for the weekend and she'd accepted the invitation, mainly because she wanted to prolong her contact with her young lover as long as she could. She knew she was probably opening herself up for a lot of pain by allowing herself to fantasize that she and the young man could have any kind of future, but she couldn't stop the fantasies.

Dennis was asleep next to her, lying on his back. Carefully, Lois pulled the covers off, exposing his body to the morning sunlight streaming in the bedroom window. Moving gently so she wouldn't awaken him, Lois knelt next to the young man, bent over his middle, and carefully took his limp penis in her mouth. It was soft and floppy at first, but it didn't stay that way long. As her mouth caressed it, the organ swelled and grew, filling her mouth. A hand slid across her bare back.

"Good...morning," Dennis whispered.

Lois would have answered him, but her mouth was full of throbbing, swollen penis. She found that what she was doing to him excited her almost as much as it seemed to excite her young lover.

Dennis did love what Lois was doing to him, and as she kept it up, he grew more and more excited. He reached under her and fondled one of her dangling breasts, rolling the hard nipple back and forth between his thumb and finger and pulling on it gently, sending shudders of delight through Lois.

Lois wanted to feel the young man's swollen rod in her, so she stopped sucking Dennis and straddled him. Then she grasped his hard-on and moved it between her moist labia. Teasing herself with him was almost like having a living dildo, and she loved it.

"My God!" Dennis breathed, "You're making me nuts!"

"Do you like it when I do that?" Lois asked.

"Oh, God," Dennis groaned. "It feels awesome!"

"I have a feeling you'll like this even better," Lois murmured. She raised her hips, centered him on her opening, then she slowly sank onto his massive spear.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" A unison moan of delight escaped from the lovers as their bodies joined.

Dennis clutched Lois's breasts and began to tease her nipples. Pinpricks of delight raced into Lois's body.

"God! You're incredible!" Dennis whispered.

Lois groaned and began to rock her hips. She loved the way the movement made his erection whip around inside her, lashing her insides, giving her a frenzy of sensation.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!!!" Dennis groaned as his body shook. He let go of Lois's breasts and clutched her buttocks as he drove into her powerfully; then he came, spewing his hot, creamy sauce up into her.

"Whaaaaa?????!!!!!" Lois cried when she felt her own orgasm blossoming suddenly. "My God!!! My God!!! Oh, Lover!!! Oh, Lover!!!! Yessss!!! Yesssss!!!!! Oh, Dennis!!!! Yessss!!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssss!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!"

When, at last their orgasms ended, Lois lay forward on Dennis and kissed him.

"That was beautiful!" he whispered in her ear.

"Mmmmmm!" she replied, hugging him.

They lay like that for a while, then Lois rolled off the young man and got out of bed.

"I'm going to take a shower," she said, and headed for the bathroom. She turned the shower on and got in. Dennis joined her. Their shower was playful and loving, but didn't involve sex, one of the few times that had happened since he'd arrived. They had made love everywhere it was possible to make love in the house, but the shower was one of their special places.

Afterward, they dressed, ate breakfast, then Lois packed an overnight bag while Dennis got his things together. Their packing finished, they put their suitcases in the car. Lois locked the house, then they left for his home. Their plan was to drop Lois's compact car off and pick up Dennis's parents' big sedan to make the trip back from the airport a bit more comfortable.

Dennis noticed Lois was being unusually quiet as she drove. He reached out and took her hand. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Are you mad at me?"

Lois looked at him and shook her head. "Of course not,"she replied, "It's just that I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you, too," Dennis said. He couldn't imagine how he was going to live without being able to make love to her every day. In the time he'd been at her house, he'd come to care for her very deeply. In fact, he was convinced he was in love with her. More than once he'd almost suggested that they get married. "I...I don't want to go home. I wish I could come live with you."

"I wish you could, too, but that's really an impossible dream," Lois thought. "We will be able to see each other from time to time," she said, squeezing Dennis's hand, "Even if it isn't as often as either one of us would like."

"I guess so," Dennis said bleakly.

Their drive continued, with both of them sitting silently, pondering what they were losing. In fact, Dennis hadn't really wanted to go to Lois's house. When his folks first started talking about going to Europe, he hoped they might leave him home alone. When that proved impossible, he tried to get to stay with friends, but that didn't work, either. Finally, his mother suggested her friend, Lois. The young man wasn't pleased. The last thing he thought he wanted was to spend the summer with a teacher. He was delighted he'd been wrong, wonderfully wrong.

"Want some lunch?" Lois asked after they'd been on the road for about two hours.

Dennis nodded. "Ah, OK," he said.

She stopped at a diner. They walked in, found an empty booth, and sat down. A waitress came and took their order.

"You're going to be a senior this year, aren't you?" Lois asked.

Dennis nodded. "Yeah," he said.

"What are your plans when you graduate?" she asked. 

"I've been accepted at Eastern State U," he said. "I want to be an electrical engineer."

Lois was impressed. "It's nice you've already got your plans made," she told him.

They finished their lunch, and were soon back on the highway. They were both quiet, thinking, as Lois drove them closer and closer to Dennis's home, and their eventual separation.

Lois turned onto the street where Dennis's home was located. It was an upper middle-class neighborhood consisting of extremely nice houses. She turned into the driveway of the expansive two-story cape where the young man lived, stopped in front of the three-car garage attached to the house, and shut off the motor.

She turned and looked at Dennis who looked back at her, his eyes full of sadness. "Well," she said, "we're here."

Dennis swallowed hard. "Yeah," he murmured. "I...I guess we are."

They got out of the car. Dennis got their bags out of the trunk. "What time does their plane arrive?" he asked.

"Nine tonight," Lois replied. She was fighting back the urge to cry. Why was she being like this? It wasn't as if she didn't have enough sex available to her. Why was the prospect of not having Dennis around so disturbing?

They went inside. Lois looked around. Dennis's mother had exquisite taste and a real sense of style. The house was furnished with high quality reproductions of Victorian-era furniture. Everything was coordinated. The house managed to look like a showplace, but be comfortable at the same time.

"Come on," Dennis said, grabbing their suitcases. "You'll be staying in the guest bedroom. I'll show you where it is." He led the way up the stairs.

Dennis deposited Lois's bag in a huge bedroom, the centerpiece of which was a king-sized Shaker-style four-poster bed. Lois found it hard to believe such a huge room was the guest bedroom. Like the rest of the house, the room looked very comfortable.

"Thank you, Dennis" Lois said.

"You're welcome," he replied. "I'm gonna go and put my stuff away."

He left and Lois sat down on the bed, feeling scared, excited, and confused. What now? What was she going to do without having Dennis around? And why was she so upset about losing this one lover out of all the ones she had? After all, she had Doreen and Bobby, who were both wonderful lovers. Why did she have this hang-up about Dennis all of a sudden?

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked out. The yard behind the house was superbly manicured and sported a huge in-ground swimming pool. A brick barbecue highlighted a stone patio at one end of the yard.

"Are you OK?" Dennis asked. The young man's question startled Lois and she turned.

"I...I think so..." she replied. She turned back to look out the window. "But I'm going to miss you, I really am."

"I'll miss you, too," Dennis said.

Lois felt his arms slide around her waist and leaned back against him. Contact with his body seemed to steady her. He hadn't left her yet, he was still there, holding her, making her feel good. His arms tightened around her and he kissed her neck. She could feel his erection pressing against her buttocks.

"Noooo!!!" she murmured, but in spite of herself, she felt excitement begin to expand through her. She stiffened in his arms, planning to pull free, but all the movement did was force her buttocks more firmly against his erection. That added to the thrills already beginning to overpower her. "Dennis, we...we shouldn't," she protested, "not here!"

The young man was confused. Since nobody was home, what was the big deal about making love in his house? "Why not?" he asked. "Nobody else is here. Don't you want me?"

"Ah... yes...um...ah...no," Lois stammered, confused. Her body pulsed with longing. Her mind was awhirl with confusing feelings.

Dennis slid his hands up and cupped her breasts. His fingers found her erecting nipples and began rubbing them. What little inclination to resist Lois had vanished.

Dennis felt her soften, picked her up in his arms, carried her to the bed, and laid her on it. Kneeling next to her, he bent and his lips joined hers. While they kissed, he unbuttoned her blouse, then her bra, baring her breasts. When the kiss ended, his lips moved to her turgid nipples and he began suckling them.

As always, having Dennis suck her nipples drove Lois wild. Her back arched, driving the firm fleshy tips deeper into his mouth, while her hands clasped his head. He slid his hand down and opened her slacks. Then his lips left her breasts and began to travel down across her chest, which heaved as he did, making her luscious pink-tipped globes rise and fall wonderfully.

"Dennis, we shouldn't be doing this, not here," Lois protested, even though she wanted to make love as badly as he did, maybe even more.

The young man ignored her protestations and slid her slacks and panties down. Despite her misgivings about what they were doing, Lois raised her hips to make his task easier, demonstrating to Dennis, and herself, how desperate she was for him, giving the lie to her words. He gently parted her legs and climbed up on the bed between them. Lois glanced down at him and realized he was naked. She had no idea when he'd taken his clothes off.

"We shouldn't..." she murmured, as Dennis moved over her, then lowered himself onto her. "Ahhhhh!!!" she groaned when his erection slapped against her swollen labia, which were drenched with the effluent of her burgeoning passion.

Lois's hand slid between them, grasped his swollen pole, and guided it to her yearning opening. Then, slowly, Dennis was sliding into her, filling her, stretching her delightfully, sending a flood of warmth through her. Her hips rose off the bed welcoming the hot invader, drawing it deeper into her.

"Oh God, Dennis!" she cried, "Oh God!! Oh God!!!"

Dennis rocked his hips, poking into her. "Yes!!! Yesssss!!!" he groaned. His cries of delight echoed in the room.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!!!" Lois cried, her hips going into a series of thrusts and spasms, her body shaking, as a violent orgasm ripped through her. "I'm there!!! Please!!! Please!!!! Take me!!! Oh, God, Dennis!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Take meeeee!!! Take meeeee!!!!! I'm comminnnggg!!! Oh, God!!!! I'm commmminnnnngggg!!!! Oh, yes!!! Come!!! Dennissssss!!!!! Come with meeeeeeeeee!!!!" she screamed as ecstasy engulfed her.

Dennis's orgasm was triggered by hers and his pulsating penis filled her with his torrid fluids, bathing the walls of her vagina with warm wetness, driving her even wilder.

Eventually, their passion slaked, they lay in each other's arms. Lois snuggled closer to Dennis's warm, protective bulk. "We...we shouldn't have done that," she said softly.

"Why not?" Dennis asked. He kissed her on the nose.

"Here, in your house, it seems, I don't know, wrong," she explained. "It's bad enough we did what we did while you were at my house, but...in your home..."

"Look," Dennis said softly, "I wanted you and you wanted me. And besides, nobody's home."

"I...I guess so," Lois said hesitantly. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, that it was wrong. But she also wanted him, and found the prospect of being away from him terribly distressing. What harm was there in having as much of him as she could get while the opportunity was still there? She pressed against him.

"I think you're wonderful!" Dennis exclaimed. To prove it, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply.

When they young man's hands started to move over her body again, with jubilation, Lois realized she was again responding to his touch. His lips moved to her breast, captured a nipple, and Lois moaned with pleasure. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!"

After paying attention to her breasts with his lips and tongue for a delectably long time, Dennis pushed himself up on his elbow and said, "Turn over."

Lois did and immediately felt his hands and lips moving over her back. Up and down his fingers trailed lightly, sending ripples of delight into her. Exquisite sensations spread before his moving hands in ever-widening waves, which returned upon themselves, grew, and intensified.

Dennis began playing with her ass and Lois was surprised and elated by the thoroughness with which he cupped and caressed each quivering buttock. The sensations she was experiencing grew even more delightfully intense when his finger began to explore the cleft between her finely-formed buttocks. He was making her wild!

While the young man continued to caress her, Lois's hips began to rock and, after a while, she pulled her knees under her, raising her bottom, offering herself to him. The young man's moving finger traced the tiny pucker of her nether opening.

"My God, Dennis!" she moaned. "That feels incredible! It's soooo nice!!"

His hands began to stroke her thighs, continuing to electrify her, then they moved to her vagina. His fingers slid between the well-lubricated, silken lips, and toyed with the sensitive bud of her clit. Next he stroked the little expanse of flesh between her vagina and anus, sending still more jolts of excitement shooting through her.

"Oh, God, Dennis, you're driving me crazy!" Lois whimpered, "I can't stand it! It feels too good!!"

With tantalizing slowness, Dennis slid one finger between the puffy labia into her palpitating opening, now slick with the juices of lust. His other hand slid down her belly and he grasped her engorged clit between his thumb and forefinger.

"Mmmmmmmpppphhhh!!!!" Lois moaned into the pillow as Dennis's finger probed into her and his hand twirled her clit. "Please, Dennis, I need you!" she murmured passionately. "Take me!! Please, Dennis!!! Take meeee!!!"

She felt movement on the bed then, and his hand left her clit. He was moving behind her, between her legs. She trembled, anticipating what she knew would happen next. His hands clasped her hips, raised them higher, making her a lovely target for his engorged cock. He moved closer and she felt his erection slide against her thigh. It felt hot, hard, and the tip was wet.

"Please, Dennis!" she moaned, pushing back against him. She felt the tip of the young man's erect member slide between her labia, then the rest of the swollen wand plunged into her soaking wet quim. "Yessssss!!! That's it!!! Put it in!! Put it in meeeeeee!!!" she cried.

Dennis pulled almost all the way out of her, then, with a powerful thrust, he shoved his wand all the way back into her until his thighs slapped against hers. She'd never felt so filled! His movement drove her head against the pillow. "Now!!! Oh, God, Dennis!!! Now!!!" she screamed. Her back arched and she began bucking like a wild horse as her orgasm overwhelmed her. "Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!!! Yesssss!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!"

"Take itttttt!!!" Dennis bellowed, "Oh, God, Lois, I'm coming, too!!!" Once more, he exploded his torrid cream into her.

They rocked and bucked against each other until there were no more sensations left to share, then Dennis pulled his partially hard shaft from her and flopped next to her on the bed.

Lois slowly lowered herself back down onto her belly, then she turned to face Dennis, looking lovingly into his smiling countenance. "You are incredible!" she whispered.

"You, too," he replied.

They moved into each other's arms and lay for a while, holding each other, savoring the warmth between them.

"You know," she said, "I could fall in love with you."

"I...I think I...I am in...in love with you," Dennis stammered, surprising her.

Lois was stunned by his admission. "Oh, Dennis, how...how can you say that?" she wondered. "Oh, God, Dennis, you can't mean that."

"I do, I really do!" Dennis replied, kissing her on the forehead.

Lois nuzzled against him, overwhelmed. She had no idea he felt that way, and wasn't sure what to do about it now that he'd told her. "Oh, Dennis!" she exclaimed, "What am I going to do about you?" She put her arms over her head, stretched, and saw desire appear in Dennis's eyes. "I've got to go to the bathroom," she told him.

Very aware Dennis's eyes were following her every move, Lois got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She could feel her breasts bobbing softly and made sure she wiggled her ass to tantalize the young man. In the bathroom, she stood at the sink and examined herself carefully in the huge mirror behind the sink. "I don't look any different than I did a month ago," she thought as she studied her reflection. "Why am I having so much trouble figuring out what I really feel for Dennis? Am I kidding myself, am I refusing to really admit how I feel?" As she looked in the mirror, pondering those questions, she saw Dennis walk into the bathroom.

Standing behind her, the young man began caressing her with long, feather-light strokes.

"Mmmmppphhh!!!" Lois groaned as pleasurable sensations rocketed through her.

Dennis kissed the base of Lois's neck, just under her hair. Then, slowly, he began to kiss and lick his way down her elegantly curved back. Delicious feelings began to fill her as her body welcomed his touch.

While the young man's lips made their maddeningly delightful journey down Lois's back, he stroked her legs and buttocks. Her legs were getting rubbery, so Lois braced herself on the counter with her hands. It didn't take long before Dennis once more had her trembling with desire. She felt as if she were on fire! Was there no end to his ability to excite her and make her need him?

Dennis, who thought Lois's gorgeous bottom was her best feature, was delighted to have another opportunity to explore it. He took advantage of how she was standing, bent over the counter, to do just that. He was surprised by how wild her response to his caresses was.




Graduation and... Ch. 27



"Ohhhhh!!!!" Lois exclaimed as the young man's lips teased the dimples in the small of her back, then moved to the cleft between her shaped buttocks. She really did love having her bottom played with!

Breathing hard, his hands trembling, Dennis spread Lois's firm buttocks gently, then he pressed his head against her and began to lick between them. This was incredible! His cock was so hard it almost hurt.

"My God, Dennis!" Lois exclaimed, quivering, "That feels so wonderful!" Lower and lower his searching tongue moved, driving Lois's desire higher and higher with each centimeter it advanced. Babbling with need, she bent further over the counter, opening herself to him more, presenting her vagina to him for his attentions.

"Oh, nooooo!!!!" Lois cried when the young man's tongue circled and briefly probed her anus. Speech was beyond her, all she could do was moan, overwhelmed by the sensations resulting from this new experience.

Dennis's tongue continued to probe and delve into Lois's bottom, then it moved on, travelling lower, seeking new areas to explore. She was lying on the counter now, her legs hanging limp over the edge. The cool counter-top felt good against her super-heated body.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Lois groaned when his tongue parted the folds of her vagina. She was more turned on than she thought it was possible to be without coming. "Please, Dennis!!! Don't tease meeeeeee!!! Please don't tease meeeeeeeee!!! Dennis!!! Oh please!!! Take me!!!!!! I need you!!!" she begged.

Something hard began to enter her. It was only Dennis's finger, but Lois was past caring. She'd settle for whatever it took to make her come! The young man's finger twirled inside her for a while, stirring her to still higher planes of need, then it left her vagina, glided up between her buttocks, and began to tease her rear opening. Lois was startled to discover that Dennis's new explorations felt remarkably good!

"Ohhhh!!!" she moaned, her hips writhing and twitching. Then his finger slowly began to slide into her anus and she experienced delights unlike any she'd ever known before. While his finger remained buried in her anus, she felt his penis slowly, wonderfully, begin to enter her vagina.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Dennis!!! Yesssss!!! I need you!!!! In meeeeee!!!! Put it in meeeeee!!" she implored.

Dennis began stroking his swollen cock into her and Lois realized sensations beyond description. She couldn't focus. Everything touching her, even the cool counter-top, caused an input of unbearable pleasure. Her hips rocked in time with his slow, insistent thrusts.

She felt something different, too. As her hips moved, she became aware there were strange, delectable feelings coming from her ass, too, as Dennis kept pressing his finger deeper and deeper into her. Startled, Lois discovered it felt delightful to have him do that! He was finger-fucking her ass!!! It was supposed to be perverted to do that, but it felt so damn good! Ecstatic sparks arced between her pillaged openings.

"Nooooo!!!! Nooooo!!! Don't!!!!! Don't!!!!" Lois babbled, "It's...it's...Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Dennis, take meeeeee!!! Take meeeee!!!! Ohhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhh!!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!" Her body bucked wildly as the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced exploded.

"Now!!! Oh, yes!!! Now!!! Take it!!!! Take it!!!" Dennis cried, erupting into her like a volcano.

Finally Dennis straightened up and as he did his cock slid out of her. He took hold of Lois's arms, helped her off the counter and onto her feet. She leaned against him, her legs trembling. "You'll have to hold me," she whispered, clinging to him, "I'm not sure I can stand."

Dennis scooped her up in his arms, carried her out to the bed, and gently laid her on it. Then he laid down next to her and took her in his arms.

"I do love you," he said softly.

"Oh, God," Lois said, snuggling against him. What was she going to do? 



Graduation and... Ch. 28



Stacey Dixon was lying in his bed, reading a magazine, when the phone rang. He was home alone, so he grabbed the phone next to his bed and said, "Hello?"

"I'd like to speak with Stacey Dixon, please," a sultry voice on the phone said, sending thrills down the young man's spine.

"Ah...that's me...I'm Stacey," the young man replied. Who was this?

"My name is Rita Meckler," the caller said, "Nicole Everett suggested I call you."

Excitement rushed through the young man. If Mrs. Everett told this woman to call him, he knew exactly what she wanted. "Yeah?" he said.

"I was wondering if you could meet me," she continued, going on to explain where and when. "And Stacey," she said after she gave him the information, "Do you think you might be able to arrange to stay all night?"

Stacey could hardly stand it. "Ah...sure," he replied. "I...I guess so." He'd tell his Mom he was staying at Bobby's for the night. Bobby would be more than happy to cover for him.

A little while later, he parked his parents' car in the lot of the motel, got out, walked into the motel, and found the room he'd been told to come to. He knocked at the door. His heart was pounding and he had a problem breathing. He was there to meet a woman named Rita Meckler who had called his house earlier that day. He didn't know what she looked like, but he'd agreed to meet her anyhow.

The young man's coronary and respiratory problems didn't improve when Rita Meckler opened the door. She wore a soft-looking robe that did little to conceal the wonderful body it covered.

"Hi," she said, smiling. "You must be Stacey." Rita's heart was thudding. Nicole had told her about her new lover and, to Rita's surprise, had even given her the boy's phone number. Rita, after thinking about it for a few days, called the boy, now he was there. She could hardly breathe.

"Uh-huh," Stacey croaked, his eyes drinking her in. She was gorgeous!

"Come in, Stacey," Rita said. "I'm Rita."

"Ah...hi, Rita," Stacey said. The minute he was inside the room, the woman closed the door. Then she moved against him and put her arms around his waist. She tilted her head up, lips slightly parted and looked at him. Stacey's arms went around her and their lips fused in a torrid kiss. Fires of lust flashed through them.

 After the kiss ended, Rita took the young man's hand and led him toward the bed. "I don't want to waste any time," she whispered, peeling off Stacey's clothing. When the young man was nude, she told him to lay down on the bed. While he watched, wide-eyed and breathing hard, she slipped her robe off. She stood next to the bed, looking down at him, for a while. Then she joined Stacey on the bed and they rolled into each other's arms. Their lips joined and their tongues dueled. Excitement arced and crackled along their super-stimulated nerves.

Stacey had begun learning what women liked from Mrs. Everett, and he demonstrated what he had learned for Rita. Softly, gently, his lips and hands moved over her body, leaving her tingling everywhere he touched her, driving her wild with need. She was soon shaking and having considerable difficulty breathing.

"Please, Stacey!" she murmured, "Please take me!"

Stacey rolled between her quaking, wide-spread legs and, as if drawn by a magnet, the head of his erection slid between the silken folds of her vagina.

"Now!" Rita cried, "Please!"

As Stacey slowly entered her, Rita gloried in the way he stretched her open and filled her. It felt as if he were so far in he was going to come out her throat! Their pubic bones met and he rocked his hips, knowing the motion was causing delectable friction on her clit. He pushed himself up on his arms, increasing the friction as he increased the tempo of his hip movements.

"My Lord, Stacey!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!" Rita cried, her fingers dug into the young man's biceps, "Yessssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Oh, Lord!!! I'm comming already!!! I'm coming alreadeeeeeeee!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Annnnhhhhh!!!! Annnnhhhhhhh!!!!" Stacey moaned. His writhing thrusts became frantic when he came with her, filling her with his seed.

Afterward, they lay in each other's arms, savoring the satisfaction they had just shared.

"You're wonderful, Stacey!" Rita whispered. "That was so delicious!" She kissed the young man softly.

Stacey, whose need was far from sated, began stroking one of the alluring woman's breasts.

Rita shuddered at the sweetness of Stacey's touch. He was every bit as expert a lover as Bobby Draper had been. She moaned softly when the young man's lips wrapped around one of her succulent nipples, grasped his head and pulled him against her. From one breast to the other, and back, the lad's lips moved, trailing fire and delight as they did.

While he suckled Rita's nipples, Stacey's hand stole over her body, across her softly rounded belly, and worked it's way between her legs.

"Please, Stacey, dear!!!" Rita whimpered, her hips rocking, signalling how urgently she wanted his touches to continue.

In answer to her plea Stacey's hand slid through her pubic hair and he began caressing the petal-like lips of her pussy. Her body arched upward and a susurrus of joy escaped from her while his fingers gently explored her opening, seeking her clit. When they landed on it, Rita realized absolute bliss. "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Rita moaned. Her capacity for coherent speech had vanished once again. Stacey was very good at making love.

The young man's fingers continued their exploration of her silken lips, then plunged into her and his thumb came to rest on her clit. One of the lessons Nicole Everett had taught Stacey was that women really like to have their clit caressed. Gently, he began teasing Rita, stroking her pussy while his lips continued to adore her nipples. The sensations evoked by his dual assault drove Rita ever-wilder.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned, "Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Aggggghhhhhh!!!!!! Aaaaagggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!" She hadn't realized she was that close, but another orgasm was ripping through her and could do nothing but writhe on the bed. The young man's gentle caresses continued until she lay still. Her eyes wide and soft, she gazed at him. "I...I want you, Stacey!" she whispered. "Please! Take me!! Please take me!!!"

Stacey rolled on top of her and their lips met. Rita felt his erection prod her belly, slid her hand between them and gripped the hot wand, evoking a gasp from the young man, making him shudder. She stroked him, loving the way it felt, anticipating how wonderful it would feel to have the hot tube of flesh back in her.

"Take me now, Stacey!" she moaned, "Please take me now!"

Stacey shifted his hips and, guided by her hand, his erection nestled against the folded flesh of her vagina. When it did, Rita experienced exquisite sensations, sensations so powerful she feared she would faint with joy before he was in her.

Stacey raised his hips and felt the tip of his cock slide between his partner's vaginal lips. Then, slowly he lowered himself, trembling, and his cock slid into her willing body.

Rita couldn't believe how wonderful this was! The young man began moving slowly, ever so slowly, his cock sliding deep into her, then withdrawing. His slow, delectable motions were driving her wild! Thrill after thrill surged through her. Then, without warning, it happened:

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" she screamed, "Yessss!!! Oh, yesssss!!! I'm commminnnngggg aggggainnnnnnn!!! Oh, Lord!!! Oh, Lord, Stacey!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh, Lordddddddddddddddddd!!!!!!!!"

"Me, tooooooo!!!" Stacey roared, "Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhhh!!!!" He erupted powerfully, the forceful thrusting of his hips driving his partner against the bed. He felt Rita's hands clawing his back as she shared ecstasy with him. Then, suddenly, she went limp.

Stacey lifted his weight off Rita on outstretched arms and looked down at her. His cock, still hard, remained buried in her magnificent body, and her vaginal walls were still rippling around it. The woman lay there, eyes closed her chest rising and falling evenly.

Stacey pulled out of her and rolled onto his side on the bed next to her. Propping himself up on one elbow, he observed her carefully.

Rita's eyes flickered open and she looked confused at first. Then she turned to Stacey and smiled. He kissed her softly and she returned the kiss, pressing against him. "Oh, Stacey!" she gushed, "You were so fantastic for me!"

"It was fantastic for me, too," Stacey replied, wrapping an arm around her, pulling her against him.

They lay gazing at each other for a long time. Finally, Rita pushed the young man over on his back, rolled on her belly, and grabbed his cock. She caressed it for a while, then took it in her mouth.

Stacey lay there moaning, while Rita gave him one of the most fantastic blow-jobs he'd ever received. His cock swelled and grew until it was so hard he thought it was going to burst, but the woman didn't stop. Her tantalizing lips and tongue continued to work on him.

Stacey raised his head and looked down.  Rita's lips were locked around his erect organ, which disappeared, then reappeared as she moved her head up and down. Excitement pulsed through him.

Rita looked up, letting his penis slip from her mouth. She held it in her soft, warm hand, which moved up and down on the slippery swollen shaft. Her lips were shiny, her eyes were bright with excitement, and her chest was heaving.

"I want you!" Stacey gasped, reaching for her. "Please, Rita!"

"How could I deny you?" she asked. She straddled him, her warm, moist gash caressing his cock, forcing it against his belly, trapped between their bodies. She leaned down and their lips met in a sizzling kiss, their tongues lashed.

Rita raised her hips, reached between them, gripped his erection, then guided it to the center of Rita's soaked opening. Slowly, she lowered herself, glorying in the wild sensations that rushed through her as he filled her.

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out, Stacey," she said, beginning to rock her hips. She could feel his erection rubbing the walls of her jam-packed cave of love and shuddered from the sweet sensations that caused. She pushed herself up so she was leaning over him, her breasts, pendulous, hanging just over the young man's flushed face.

Stacey experienced powerful surges of pleasure, which began at the point of their joining and radiated through him. He grabbed her dangling breasts and rubbed his thumbs over the stiffened tips, feeling her quiver, hearing her moan.  He was close to coming, having been brought to that point by her expert oral ministrations. Her rocking hips brought him closer and closer to the point of explosion. Finally, he could hold back no longer.

"Gonna come!!!" he roared. "Nowwwww!!! Nowwwww!!! Oh, Goddd!!! Am I everrrrrrr!!!!!"

Powerful spurts of jot juices gushed into Rita, bathing her insides with heat. "Yessssssss!!!!!" she cried, "Oh, yessssssssss!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!! Stacey!!!! Stacey!!!!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

At last, spent and sated, Rita collapsed atop the young man. She felt his arms encircle her, then he rolled onto his side, taking her with him.

"That," he said, "was awesome!" He kissed her gently.

Rita chuckled. "It was awesome, wasn't it?" she agreed.

Once more, they kissed, then they snuggled together and fell asleep.

Rita was elated to awaken in Stacey's arms the next morning. She was so glad she'd arranged for him to stay the night. He looked so peaceful and innocent lying beside her, his face relaxed in sleep. She couldn't resist running her finger over his face. His facial muscles rippled and his mouth curved into a smile as her finger traced lightly over his visage.

Stacey opened his eyes and blinked the sleepiness out of them. He smiled at Rita and let her continue to tickle him.

The look of pleasure on her young lover's face thrilled Rita. "Good morning, my dear," she whispered, and kissed him softly.

"Good morning," Stacey replied. He stroked her arm, and could feel her shiver with delight. Then, yawning, his partner stretched languidly, her magnificent body arching, and the young man's eyes bugged and he felt a rush of thrills. "You can do that any time you want," he told her.

Stacy placed his hand on one of Rita's breasts and the nipple immediately began to respond, rising from the surrounding firm flesh, stiffening, extending, seeking his touch. He moved his head and captured the emerging tip between his lips and heard Rita's squeal of delight.

"Ohhhhh!!! Darling!!!!" she cooed. "You have a marvelous way of waking a girl up!!!"

"Mmmmmm!!!!" Stacey responded. He moved his head, pulled her other distended nipple into his mouth, and commenced suckling it.

"Ohhhhh, Stacey!!! That's so nice!!! So nice!!!!" Rita murmured.

He opened his mouth, covering as much of her perfectly-shaped breast as he could, then closed it until just the nipple remained captive between his lips. He mauled the distended bud gently with his teeth and tongue while his partner continued to groan with glee.

Rita felt the young man's hand begin to stroke her hip, then it slid onto her ass. Thunderbolts of delight boomed in her mind. She reached for and began to fondle his stiffening organ.

"Yeahhhhh!!!" Stacey groaned, shifting position to give her better access to him.

His lips began to travel down her body, to her waist, then around onto her backside. She rolled onto her belly and he began to pay oral homage to her back, causing her to squirm with delight.

"Yesssss!!!!" Rita hissed. The sibilant sound of joy escaped her lips. He was making her crazy! Her hips began the movements of loving, as Stacey's searching lips and tongue moved over her. He kissed the small of her back, lavishing attention on her sacral dimples. Then his traveling mouth went to the cleft between her fine, firm buttocks. She parted her legs and pulled her knees up, raising her lovely bottom, opening her vagina to him. His tongue roamed downward, probing her anus, then slid across the strip of skin between it and her other quavering opening.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned as his oral digit touched the base of her pussy.

A finger slid into her, and his lips continued to work her over, and Rita's hips began to twist wildly.

"That's it!!!! That's itttt!!!!!!" she groaned, quaking with desire.

Stacey tongued her pussy, and as he did, Rita felt his finger probing her anus. The sensations were incredible! She pressed back against the boy's finger and felt it slide, ever so slowly, into her virgin opening. She kept pushing back and the tantalizing finger continued to enter her tight orifice. The intrusion into her rectum, coupled with the young man's tonguing of her vagina, drove Rita to the verge of orgasm.

"Staceeeeeeeee!!!!" she cried, "I'm gonna come!!!!"

Stacey clambered to his knees behind the quaking woman and shoved his cock into her. He grabbed her hips in his hands and pulled her against him as he lunged into her, driving her head against the pillow.

"That's it!!!! Take meeee!!!! Yes, darling!!! Yesssss!!!" Rita cried while the young man continued to ream her insides with his swollen wand.

One of Stacey's hands slid between her nether cheeks, and once again his finger probed, then slid slowly into her anus, adding intense new feelings to those already blowing through Rita's body like a hurricane. It was all it took...

"Ahhhhh!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!! That's it!! Stacey!!!! Stacey!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggg!!!! Gahhhhhhh!!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggg!!!!" Rita screamed as her body went wild.

"Gnahhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhh!!!! Take it!!! Take ittttt!!!" the teenager groaned, erupting.

The orgasm sapped her strength, and Rita sank onto her belly, pulling Stacey down on top of her. He put his arms around her and lay there like that for a while. After a while, the young man rolled off Rita and onto his back on the bed.

Rita turned her head and looked at him. "Oh, Stacey, I can't believe how wonderful you make me feel!" she gasped. "You're incredible!"

Stacey blushed. "I...I don't know," he murmured.

Rita looked at her watch. "My God!" she exclaimed. "It's getting late. I'm sorry, love, I have to get going." She pulled Stacey's face to hers and kissed him deeply. "We have to do this again, soon."

"I'd really like that," Stacey replied, licking her lips with his tongue.

 Reluctantly, they got out of bed, showered playfully, then they got dressed and left the motel.




Graduation and... Ch. 29



Lois and Dennis picked the young man's parents up at the airport and drove them home. Back at the Livingston house, all four of them stayed up late talking about the trip. Lois told her friend Marcie that Dennis had behaved quite well while they were gone. Of course, Lois didn't tell the boy's parents what it was that he'd behaved well doing, they'd have been shocked to learn that.

It was quite late when they finally went to bed. As Lois walked upstairs to the guest bedroom, it occurred to her she'd be sleeping alone for the first time in quite a while and the realization disheartened her. There would be no passionate love-making for her tonight. She went into her room and closed the door behind her.

Instead of taking a shower, she drew a hot bath and lay in the warm water, soaking, thinking about Dennis and all the passion they'd shared. She closed her eyes and let her mind drift. It was as if she could actually feel his hands moving over her body. She tried to stop the thoughts, which were turning her on, but she couldn't force the delicious memories from her mind. 

"Damn!" she thought, "This is a really lousy time to get horny!"

Afraid she'd wrinkle from being in the water too long, she climbed out of the tub, dried herself off, and went to bed. She'd come to like sleeping nude and went to bed that way, even though she wasn't home. She slipped into bed, turned on the light on the small table next to the bed, picked up a magazine, and tried to read, but found she couldn't concentrate.

Despite her best efforts to keep from doing so, all Lois could think about was making love with Dennis and all that did was make her more and more horny. She shouldn't have agreed to stay here. Then she wouldn't have this problem. After all, Dennis was just down the hall, probably lying in bed naked... She shook her head, trying to clear the insistent lewd thoughts out of her mind.

A bit later Lois, only partly asleep, felt as if someone was watching her. She jolted awake, looked around, and saw Dennis sitting at the foot of her bed, smiling.

When the young man saw her eyes open, he said, "Hi."

"Hi, Dennis," Lois replied, thrilled to find him there. Then, remembering where she was, she tried to force the thrills to go away. His parents were asleep in a room just down the hall. As badly as she wanted him, they couldn't do anything. In fact, he shouldn't be there.

"You shouldn't be here, Dennis," Lois said. "What about your folks?"

"What about them?" the young man asked. "They're jet-lagged. If it's like the last time they went to Europe, they'll probably sleep until noon."

"Dennis!" Lois, exclaimed. Clutching the covers around her nakedness, she sat up. She was horny, and was sure the young man was, too. Why else would he be there? She knew she should make him go back to his room, but need was beginning to overwhelm her judgment. Without warning, she threw the covers off her body and saw Dennis's eyes widen. "Make love to me, Dennis!" she said. "I need you! All I've been doing all night is thinking about you!"

Smiling, the young man shed his robe and crawled across the bed toward her. "I thought you'd never ask," he whispered.

Excitement rushed through Lois when her young lover took her in his arms and molded his body to hers. His lips found hers and, avidly, she returned his kiss, her arms circling him. Her tongue extended, met his, and thrills began to suffuse her. She wanted him so badly! She didn't care if his parents found out!

Dennis's lips left hers, moved to her breasts, and began punishing her extended nipples delightfully.

"Oh, yesssss!!!" Lois moaned. Her hands tangled in the young man's hair, pulling him against her. His hands glided over her back, adding to her thrills.

His lips departed from her breasts and ventured across her belly into her lush mat of her pubic hair, then onto her vagina. Her hips began to rock and she jerked as his tongue parted her lower lips and lashed her clit.

"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!" Lois moaned. Her hips bucked against Dennis's mouth. This was so wonderful, but what she really wanted was to feel the fullness of his erection as it drove into her, stretching her vagina, torturing her with sweet feelings!

"Take me, Dennis!!!!" she murmured avidly, "Take me, darling!!! Please!!!"

Dennis lifted his mouth from her and grasped his erection, preparing to thrust it into her waiting opening.

"No," she Lois softly, "Not like that. From the rear. Do me from the back!" She rolled over and pushed her buttocks up at him.

Dennis moved behind her and, holding his erection in his hand, guided it to her soggy furrow. Lois's back arched, pushing her opening back against him. He grasped her hips and drove into her.

"Ahhhhh!!! Yesssss!!! That's what I need!!!" Lois moaned, loving the thrills she was experiencing, the thrills she always experienced with Dennis. "Oh!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!" she cried, rocking on her hands and knees as he drove into her. Her butt smacked his thighs and her hand stole to her middle and began to twirl her clit. She could feel his shaft sliding in and out of her.

"Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!" she groaned. "Yes, lover!!! Oh, yessss!!!" She was so close!!! It wouldn't be long and she'd be coming!

 Dennis's hands closed around her breasts, her rigid nipples protruding between his fingers. His thrusts grew more urgent, and his clutch on her breasts tightened. He'd been scared she wouldn't let him make love to her, and almost hadn't come to her room. He was sure glad he had!

Lois continued to glory in Dennis's wonderful buffeting. God, it felt so good!

Dennis felt his insides tightening and knew his explosion was imminent. "Oh, God, Lois!" he groaned, "You're incredible! I'm so close!! Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! It feels too good!!!" He kept pounding into her, the force and speed of his thrusts increasing.

Sensation built deep inside Lois, tension; a knot of intense sweetness that grew in intensity with each of his thrusts. As he continued to hammer into her, it swelled, grew, built on itself, until... "Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!" she cried, "Dennis!!! Dennis!!! Take meeeee!!! Please, darling!!! Please!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnngggggg!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggg!!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggg!!!! Dennis!!! Dennis!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!!" Ecstasy spread from the point of their joining through her entire body. Even her scalp felt as if it was on fire. Her hands clenched and her fingers dug into her palms. This was better than it had ever been!

"Me...Tooo!!! Me...Toooooooo!!!" Dennis groaned, exploding his spend into her. "Lois!!! My God!!! My God!!!"

Dennis's hot eruption sent a rush of thrills into Lois, which compounded the wild sensations already there, "Fill meeeeee!!!!! Oh, God!!! Dennis!!!" she groaned. "Filll meeeeee!!! Can't....Stop!!!! Can't stop commminnnnngggggg!!!!! Ggggggaaaaddddddddd!!!!!"

Eventually his thrusts slowed and his grip on her loosened. They collapsed onto the bed. Dennis, still hard, remained lodged inside her. He kissed the back of her neck as he lay on top of her. "You're still rippling," he whispered. "It feels wild!"

Eventually, fearing he was too heavy for her, Dennis pulled out of Lois and rolled onto his side next to her on the bed.

Lois slid against him and he put his arms around her. Content, satisfied, they dozed off.

Even though she knew she'd taken a risk allowing him to be in her bed in his parents' home, Lois was thrilled to awaken in Dennis's arms. She kissed him softly and his eyes opened.

"I love you," he said.

His admission caused Lois another burst of inner turmoil. It was the second time he'd told her he was in love with her. Part of her wanted desperately to hear those words, but inside her a warning bell jangled. It made the response she gave him surprising, especially to her.

"I...I love you, too, Dennis," she murmured. She knew it was true the minute she said it, but there were other considerations. She was still married, although she had begun divorce proceedings. Was she free to fall in love? Was she ready? Was what she felt for Dennis really love or was it just lust? And on top of all that, there was the substantial difference in their ages, what about that? The confusing thoughts didn't stop. What about Doreen? Lois did care about the other woman, but what did Doreen really mean to her? Lois was terribly confused.

Dennis cupped one of her buttocks and pulled her against him. Lois was thrilled to discover that his cock was once again hard and, as they moved together, it slid between the soft flesh of her legs. She couldn't get over the way they seemed constantly turned on when they were together, but she wasn't complaining.

Dennis wasted no time. He rolled atop her and, as if guided by an invisible hand, his steel-hard shaft slid into the body of his gorgeous blonde lover.

As the young man's massive organ filled and thrilled her, Lois moaned softly with the joy of having Dennis in her once more.

His hips began to move almost immediately and Lois's surged upward in response. Excitement flooded them and, in what seemed like seconds, sparks of joy turned into a conflagration of passion. Before either of them knew it they were approaching another shared explosion again.

"Dennnnissssss!!! Oh, God, Dennnnisssss!!!" Lois trilled, clutching at him, her hands raking his back, feeling the muscles there ripple as he drove into her. "I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!!! Oh, Dennis!!! Dennis!!!! Dennisssssss!!!! Yessss!!!! Yessss!!!!! Yesssss!!!!!"

"Lois!!!! Oh, God, here it comes!!! Take itttt!!! Take itttt!!!" Dennis groaned, then exploded, pouring his humid seed into her body.

Once more they lay locked in each other's arms when they finished.

"You really should go back to your room," Lois reluctantly told her young lover. 

"I don't want to," he said, pouting a little. "I want to stay with you."

"I know, love," she replied, kissing him softly, "but what would your parents say if they caught us like this?"

"They won't," Dennis said. "It's early and, like I said, they were really tired."

"Darling, I really don't want you to leave," Lois said, "but we can't take that chance."

"I know," Dennis said with resignation. "I wish there were some way I could stay with you always."

"I do, too," Lois said, "You go on back to your room. I'm going to take another bath. I need one desperately." She kissed him. "You got me all messy." Thinking he'd head for his room, Lois got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

She turned on the shower and when the water was hot enough, she stepped in and stood there, her head back, eyes closed, letting the hot water pelt down on her.

"Got room for me in here?" Dennis asked as he stepped into the shower behind her. He put his arms around her and pulled her against him. "God, you're beautiful when you're wet!" he whispered.

Something hard was prodding between Lois's buttocks. "Dennis, you should have..." She stopped talking when she realized what was poking her bottom and her legs began to tremble. "My God! Oh, Dennis!" she exclaimed and wriggled her bottom against him, feeling his stiff, fleshy wand sliding in and out between her buttocks. They couldn't be together without being turned on. She loved it.

Dennis began to massage her breasts, holding them so the nipples poked out between his fingers. Lois moaned and leaned against him. "We...Ahhhhh!!...we're...Ohhhh, Dennis!!! Oh, darling!" she babbled as the young man gently mauled her breasts and his cock poked insistently at her bottom. "Oh, hell," she said. Lust was roaring out of control in her, lust that demanded to be assuaged. "Please, Dennis, I need you!"

He gently bent her forward, until her vagina was accessible to him from behind her. For a while, he teased her by sliding the purple, arrow-shaped head of his sex-spear up and down between the puffy portals of her chasm. It drove her nuts.

"Dennisss!!! Please!!!" Lois begged, "Don't tease me! I need you!"

He grabbed her hips, then, and propelled his shaft into her joyously receptive cavern.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Dennis, yesssss!!!" Lois gurgled.

When the young man's erection slid deep into her, Lois felt herself charging headlong toward release. With every forceful thrust, his invading member drove her nearer and nearer to...

"I'm coming!!!  Dennisssss!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggg!!!!" Lois cried, her insides writhed with spasm after spasm of delight. "Take meeeee, Dennis!!! Take meeeee!!! I'm commmminnnnnggggg!!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!!!" If the young man hadn't been holding onto her, she'd have fallen. She had no strength at all left in her legs.

"Yeahhhhh!!! Loissss!!! Yeahhhhh!!!!" Dennis groaned, holding her against him, grinding against her, as he spewed blast after blast of his essence into her convulsing insides.

Their need spent, they finished their shower, dried off, and walked back into the bedroom. Dennis kissed Lois, and she returned the kiss, adding a fierce hug.

"I'm going back to my room, now," he said.

"I'm going to miss you," Lois said.

She watched him go longingly, then got in bed. "I have to figure out some way I can be with him," she thought as she lay in bed, unable to return to sleep. "Some how, some way, I have to!"