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Unbelievable Summer Ch. 01

By: D.C. Roi



James County Stories #1

Nicole Everett was a woman with a problem. She was trapped in a foundering marriage. Her husband, once a lusty lover, was paying less and less attention to her. She agonized over this state of affairs as she laid on a chaise lounge in her back yard next to the swimming pool while and a power mower hummed behind her. The mower's operator was Bobby Draper, a boy from the neighborhood who tended their lawn. Her husband used to tend to the lawn and most of the home maintenance, but for the past several years, he's been letting Bobby do the lawn and had been hiring people to paint and take care of the house. "I wish he'd pay someone to take care of me," Nicole thought and felt herself blushing as she did.

Nicole had seen Bobby looking at her with unabashed lust in his eyes on more than one occasion and today, more than ever, she found herself acutely aware of the young man's libidinous gaze. Knowing her good-looking young neighbor was following her every move with his adoring eyes gave her a thrill.

"My husband likes how Bobby tends his lawn, I wonder if..." she reflected, "...since Bobby is all grown up, there might be something else he'd be willing to help me tend."

The fact that she was entertaining lewd thoughts about her young neighbor caused Nicole a brief twinge of guilt. She tried to make herself think about other things, but despite her best efforts, her thoughts kept coming back to the teenager. "He's really grown into a nice-looking, young man," she thought. Then warnings flashed in her mind. "Maybe, but remember, he's young enough to be your son! He's only a senior in high school!"

While her conscience battled her sexual hunger for control of her thoughts, Nicole continued to gaze at the young man as he crisscrossed the lawn on the riding mower. She knew he couldn't tell she was watching him because she was wearing dark sunglasses.

Bobby did have a crush on his attractive older neighbor. Actually, he'd been smitten with Nicole Everett from the time he first became aware that girls were delightfully different from boys. In his opinion, the dark-haired woman whose lawn he was mowing was the most desirable female in the world.

When he showed up to mow the lawn today she'd greeted him wearing a snug-fitting tank top and equally tight jeans. The outfit displayed her lean, shapely body extremely well. So well, in fact, that Bobby had a hard time not staring at her. He couldn't believe how hot Mrs. Everett looked. She was almost his mother's age, but she looked a whole lot sexier than his mom ever did! She had to be six feet tall, and her height put emphasis on her slimness. Her legs were the longest, and nicest, Bobby had ever seen. Even though she had short gray hair, she still, in his opinion, was hot.

The young man almost fell off the mower when Mrs. Everett came out of the house a little while after he began cutting the grass. All she was wearing was a skimpy white bikini! As he watched her walk toward the swimming pool in the back yard, his breath caught in his throat and his heart started to pound. Her body was even more fantastic than he thought it was! Her belly was nearly flat and flawless and her legs were wonderful. Actually, the rest of her looked pretty damn good, too! Her breasts, though small, went perfectly with the rest of her build. Bobby gulped and kept staring at Nicole as he mowed.

Nicole waved at the young man then she settled herself on a chaise lounge next to the pool.

Bobby, not watching where he was going, almost ran the lawnmower into a flowerbed. His penis began swelling in his jeans. He continued guiding the mower around the yard, all the while keeping an eye on the lovely bikini-clad woman lying next to the pool.

Nicole was very cognizant of the young man's heated gaze. She lay there, watching him watching her, feeling surprisingly warm. She hadn't realized how warm the day was, especially since it wasn't that sunny.

When he finished mowing, Bobby put the mower in the shed next to the garage, then he walked to the pool to see if Mrs. Everett had anything else she wanted him to do - and to see her up close. He had problems walking. He should have worn a looser pair of jeans. When he reached the pool he sat down in a lawn chair next to Mrs. Everett.

"All done with the mowing, Bobby?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah." Bobby couldn't take his eyes off the woman lying on the chaise lounge. Her tiny white swimsuit barely covered her petite breasts - breasts he often dreamed of fondling - and the tiny bottom exposed most of her lean, yet wonderfully-formed hips and bottom. Her smooth tan skin gleamed with a slight film of perspiration.

Nicole saw the way Bobby was looking at her and felt more warmth spreading through her. "Do...do you like my new swimsuit, Bobby?" she asked softly.

"Um, ah, yeah! I sure do!" Bobby replied. He thought his voice sounded funny and wondered if Mrs. Everett noticed.

Nicole had heard the young man's voice breaking and was thrilled. "I've never worn it before," she purred.

Bobby knew he was staring, but couldn't stop himself. His penis hurt from the way his pants cut across it and sweat was pouring out of him. He grabbed the arms of the chair to keep Mrs. Everett from seeing that his hands were shaking.

"Bobby, would you mind terribly if I asked you to do me a favor?" Nicole asked.

"Um...ah...no...I...I wouldn't mind," Bobby stammered.

"I can't put suntan lotion on my back," she said. "Would you do it for me?"

"She wants me to touch her!" Bobby thought. His cock jumped. Hands shaking, he picked up the plastic tube of suntan lotion, fumbled it open, squeezed some of the lotion onto his hands, then he rubbed it between his hands to warm it before he applied it to Mrs. Everett. He slid off his chair and knelt next to the alluring woman, his chest heaving, his hands shaking.

Nicole watched - fascinated and excited - as the young man blundered with the lotion container. "He's nervous!" she realized, delighted. Smiling, she rolled on her belly.

When the lad began massaging the oily fluid into her back, Nicole almost jumped out of her skin. Every spot his hands touched tingled. Her body began to quiver. "I should have done this a long time ago!" she thought.

Bobby felt her trembling and took his hand away. "Am...am I hurting you, Mrs. Everett?" he asked. "The lotion isn't too cold, is it?"

"No! No!" Nicole replied. "It's fine, Bobby. Don't stop."

His hand slid over her back again, caressing her, exciting her more and more.

"That feels sooo good, Bobby," Nicole murmured. "I'm glad you were here. I hate having an uneven tan."

Bobby, massaging the oil into his neighbor's warm skin, was growing more and more uncomfortable. He had a serious problem. His penis was getting harder and harder. He wasn't sure how he was going to leave without Mrs. Everett seeing he had a hard-on. Maybe he could take a quick swim and make the damn thing go down before he left. Touching Mrs. Everett was wild! Her skin was soft, supple, and warm. He'd fantasized about her so long...

Bobby's incredibly soft, light touch soon had Nicole bubbling with excitement. It felt as if he was touching her insides! Passion seethed and simmered in her. Problem was, the young man was going to run out of places to put lotion if she didn't do something soon.

"Would you mind doing my legs, too, Bobby?" Nicole asked.

"Um, yeah, sure," Bobby croaked. He complied with her request gratefully, putting more lotion on his hands then rubbing it into her long, wonderfully shaped legs. He didn't want to stop touching her any more than she wanted him to.

"What am I going to do when he's finished with my legs?" Nicole thought. She didn't want the young man to leave. That would spoil everything. "Mowing the lawn is hot work," she said. "Would you like a cold drink, Bobby?"

Bobby, who felt as if he were about to have heat stroke, gulped and said, "Yeah, you want me to go in and get something?"

"Why don't we both go? I'm a little thirsty, too," Nicole commented. She rose gracefully to her feet. "Come on, let's get something cool to drink." She started toward the house.

Bobby stood up, tried to get his rigid dick arranged comfortably, then followed. The spellbinding undulation of Mrs. Everett's taut buttocks as she walked ahead of him did little to ease his discomfort.

When she reached the kitchen, Nicole got two cans of soda out of the refrigerator and handed one to Bobby. Their hands brushed, an electric jolt raced up her arm, and she jumped.

"I have to have him!" she thought. "I can't let him leave until I do!" She smiled. "Have you got a steady girl, Bobby?" she asked softly.

Bobby shook his head. "Ah, no, not really," he replied.

"You don't have problems getting dates, do you?" Nicole asked. "You are a very attractive young man."

"Um, no, not really, I guess," Bobby muttered. His jeans were getting tighter. He had to do something. His prick hurt. It felt as if the circulation to his cock was being cut off, and he was sure that wouldn't do him any good. "I...I gotta use the bathroom," he croaked.

"Certainly, Bobby," Nicole replied. "You know where it is." She'd noticed his swollen crotch and it excited her. He looked huge! She watched him walk out of the kitchen and heard him go up the stairs. If she was going to get what she wanted, it was time to act. She set her soda on the kitchen counter and started for the bathroom, walking softly.

Bobby, in agony, stood inside the bathroom. He unzipped his jeans and freed his distended penis. It felt harder than it had ever been before. He grasped it gently and groaned with pleasure. Glistening drops of pre-cum oozed from the tip of the swollen stave as his hand began moving on it. He closed his eyes and imagined it was Mrs. Everett's hand, not his, stroking his cock.

"Ohhhhh!!! Mrs. Everett! Yesss!!" he moaned softly.

The woman whose name the young man was calling opened the bathroom door carefully, trying not to make any noise. When she saw what was happening, her breath caught in her throat. Bobby was stroking his cock! And what a magnificent cock it was! Bobby's eyes were closed, so he was unaware of her presence.

Nicole heard him whisper her name and almost passed out. Bobby was imagining making love to her! He did want her! Shaking, her heart pounding, she moved toward him.

Bobby smelled suntan lotion, opened his eyes, and was shocked to see Mrs. Everett standing next to him, her eyes wide and hot.

"You really have grown up, haven't you, Bobby?" Nicole purred. "You're quite a man!"

Bobby couldn't move, couldn't talk.

"Let me do that," Nicole said. The long, slim fingers of her soft hand encircled his cock, replacing his. Licking her lips, she began stroking the young man's organ gently. She heard his breath catch and his hips jerked. She had to get him out of here. The bathroom was no place to do what she wanted to do.

"Come with me, Bobby, dear," Nicole whispered.

Holding the young man by his cock, she pulled him to his feet and led him out of the bathroom.

Bobby had no choice but to accompany Mrs. Everett. His body was on fire; his mind was a clutter of emotions.

Nicole couldn't get over how hard the young man's cock was, and how big! As they walked down the hall toward her bedroom, she slid her hand from the tip to the base and back again, massaging the sticky juices seeping from the slitted tip into the hot, veined shaft. She felt his legs quaking, saw how red his face was, and heard him gasping.

"He's so young, so beautiful!" she thought. "And so turned on!"

When they reached her bedroom, she guided Bobby to the bed and had him lay down. Then she stripped his jeans and sneakers off and looked at the swollen, fleshy rod straining toward the ceiling. "It's so beautiful!" she thought. "It's exactly what I need!" She bent and kissed it, bringing a cry of delight from Bobby. "I have to taste him!" she thought and parted her lips.

When Bobby's swollen, veined shaft slid between her lips, Nicole shuddered with excitement. She wanted to make him come, to feel his juices gushing into her mouth, to swallow them!

Bobby lay quaking, barely able to comprehend what was going on. He found it hard to believe that Mrs. Everett was sucking his cock, but she was! Thrills wilder than any he'd envisaged in his wildest fantasies coursed through him. If she kept doing what she was doing, he was going to come! And he was helpless to stop her!

Her mouth slid down over his erection and he felt heat and wetness engulf his cock. Unbearable thrills rocketed through him.

"Arrrrggghhhh!!!!!" he moaned, sound finally coming from him. "She's sucking me off!" his frenzied mind screamed. "Mrs. Everett really is sucking my cock!" It was too much. His body - deluged with pent-up passion - exploded. A geyser of his hot, sticky fluids spewed into Nicole's mouth.

"Mrs. Everettttt!!!" he groaned, "Ohhhhh!!!! Godddd!!!!"

Nicole swallowed all of the boy's come she could, but there was too much. Sticky fluids seeped out of her mouth and dribbled down her chin. She felt a delightful quiver run through her and realized she'd experienced a tiny orgasm, too. That surprised and delighted her.

Bobby's penis began to soften, but Nicole continued sucking and licking it. When it was completely limp and licked clean, she let the flaccid shaft slide from her mouth, sat back on her heels and smiled at Bobby.

"Was that good for you, Bobby?" she asked breathlessly.

"It was awesome!" Bobby replied. "It was unbelievable!"

Nicole stretched out in the middle of the bed.

Bobby slid over against her. "Nobody's...I never...nobody's done that to me before," he said.

Nicole stroked his face. "I'm glad I was first," she told him. She grinned. "You know, you can touch me if you'd like," she whispered.

Bobby began exploring her body, running his hands over her smooth, warm skin, loving the way she felt, feeling passion reasserting itself inside him.

Nicole was exultant. She felt excitement blossoming anew deep inside her. Bobby's touch was heavenly! So gentle! This was going to be the most wonderful day of her life! "Bobby! Oh, Bobby!" she murmured, covering his face with wet kisses. "Make love to me! Please, Bobby, make love to me!"

The young man peeled her swimsuit top off and gazed at her breasts. They were even more beautiful than he dreamed they'd be. Small and firm, they stood proudly atop her lean chest. The tips were capped by dark circles from which protruded large, erect nipples. His hand shaking, he touched one.

"Bobbeeeeee!!!" Nicole groaned. Thrills shot through her when the young man began to explore her breast. His lips engulfed a nipple and he began to suck it softly. Nicole thought she would come, right then and there! The young man's lips shifted from one nipple to the other and back. She writhed on the bed, moaning.

"Bobby!!! Bobby!! Bobbeeeeee!!!!" she wailed, her back arching, her body on fire. "Kiss them!!! Oh, God!! Kisssss themmmmm!!! Take me!! Please!! Take me!!" she cried, clutching at Bobby, her hips rising and falling, demanding fulfillment. "I need you in meeeeee!!!"

Bobby rolled atop her, yanked the swimsuit bottom off, and stared - wide-eyed and disbelieving - at what was bared to his feverish gaze. Her pussy, covered by a thick mass of matted, damp black hair, glistened with wetness brought about by rapture.

"Bobby, please!!!" Nicole groaned. She clutched at him and her hips rose, seeking him, "Take me, Bobby!!! I need you!!!"

His pulse pounding, Bobby slid between her out-spread legs and felt the tip of his re-invigorated cock brush the torrid dampness of her labia. He groaned softly, pushed forward, and felt the warmth of her vagina engulf his cock. Shivers of delight rippled up his spine as he slid into her.

"Yessssss!!! Oh, God!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!!" Nicole groaned as Bobby's swollen cudgel slid into her, filling her, stretching her. She pushed her hips upward, welcoming him, inviting him deeper. This was sweeter than she imagined it would be! When the young man's pubic bone finally nudged hers, she felt filled fuller then she'd ever been! She couldn't believe how sublime it felt!

Bobby began sliding his erection in and out. None of his prior sexual experiences came close to this! Mrs. Everett's vagina rippled around his cock, milking him; her hips pressed against his, rocking him, building his passion to a fiery peak. He couldn't wait he had to come!

"Oh God!!! Oh God!! Can't wait!! I can't wait!!!" Bobby groaned. His juices came gushing out, flooding Nicole with warmth and wetness.

"Lover, lover, yesssssss!!!!" Nicole cried when she felt his hot cream dousing her insides. "My beautiful, beautiful young man!!! Yessss!!! Yessss!!! Give it to meeeee!!! Give it to meeee!! I'm commmmmminnngggggg!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yessssssss!!! Yesssssssss!!! Oh, yesssssssssssssssss!!!!!"

Their bodies struggled, exquisite sensations flashing between them until at last they had nothing more to experience. Spent, they lay in a warm embrace, both more satisfied than they'd ever been.

"You were wonderful!" Nicole exclaimed and kissed Bobby. "It's been so long since I've been this satisfied!"

Bobby didn't know what to say. He slid off her, pulled her into his arms, kissed her and, without intending to, they both dozed off.

Nicole was awakened by a tickling sensation. Disoriented, she sat upright and saw Bobby's hand stroking her softly rounded belly.

Bobby, startled by her sudden movement, pulled his hand away.

"That's all right, darling," Nicole said, "You surprised me. Don't stop! That feels wonderful!" She laid back and allowed herself to savor the sensations the young man's exploration of her body generated. Bobby's fingers moved over her love-slick vagina, prodding, seeking; once again fanning the fires of passion. Soon her hips were twisting and rising. She gasped and her body shook as his exploring fingers moved onto her clit.

"Did I hurt you?" Bobby asked. He looked at her, concerned.

"Oh, no, darling!" Nicole replied. "That's wonderful! Please don't stop!" She closed her eyes and let the sweet feelings rush over her, overwhelm her. Why hadn't she taken a young lover years ago? She felt Bobby's warm breath on her open, pulsing vagina, then her hips jolted upward as his tongue began to probe into her.

"Bobby!!!! Yessssssss!!!" Nicole keened, "Nobody's done that in so long!!! Eat meeeeeeee!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!! Eat meeeeee!!!! My sweet lover, eat meeeeee!!!!!"

Bobby had tried going down on a few of the girls he'd dated, but he was unprepared for Nicole's powerful reaction when he began eating her. She thrust her pussy against his mouth and he tasted her juices, mixed with his, and found the taste not at all unpleasant. His tongue lashed her silky surfaces; seeking, then finding her swollen clit. When he began licking it, her hips went wild. He had to grab her buttocks and hang on.

"Commmmminnngggggg!!!!! Ggggaaaaaaaaaa!!!! Oh Jesus!!! Oh Jesus!!!! I'm commminnngggggg!!!! Bobby!!!! Bobby!!!! Gggaaaaaaa!!!! Bobbbeeee!!!!" Nicole shrieked, her hands raking the sheets, her body convulsing with pleasure, as his lips and tongue brought her to another crashing orgasm.

Bobby was startled when Mrs. Everett's moans ceased and she went limp. At first he was scared he'd done something to hurt her but, as he watched her magnificent chest rise and fall, he realized she must have passed out. He gave her vagina one last kiss, then he snuggled against her and put his arm around her.

Bobby lay next to his slumbering lover, contemplating the good fortune that had befallen him that afternoon. Mrs. Everett was a fantastic lover! He'd never seen a woman as excited as she had been, and he was the man who made her feel that way. His self-confidence got a healthy boost. He knew instinctively this wouldn't be the last time he enjoyed her charms.


Unbelievable Summer Ch. 01



His penis was again erect, painfully so. He inspected Nicole's limp form, then smiled and rolled between her luscious legs once more. Grasping his cock in his hand, he drove it into her slippery warm opening.

At first Nicole thought she was dreaming. A hard penis was pounding into her, inflating a balloon of lust that was rapidly growing to the point of bursting into total bliss. She opened her eyes and saw Bobby's passion-filled face looming above hers. She was getting fucked. Well-fucked! It wasn't a dream at all! It was wonderfully real!

"Ohhhh, Bobby!!!" she murmured. She reached up, pulled him down against her and drove her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues dueled, inflaming them even more. "Yessss!!! Oh, darling, yessss!!" Nicole moaned. "Give me more!!!! Morrrreeeee!!!"

Bobby kept driving into her. Having come twice, he seemed tireless, even though Nicole's clutching cave sent fierce rushes of pleasure through him. He felt like he might never have to stop! Her body rocked up against his. The force of their coupling shook the bed, making it creak.

"I'm not sure I can make it again, love," Nicole whispered, pulling him down to kiss him again. "But don't stop! Oh, God, it feels so good!!!" Then she had an idea. "Let's do it doggie-style," she suggested.

They quickly changed position and Bobby's huge pole began to slide into her from the rear. He reached under her and grasped her dangling breasts, rolling the rigid nipples between his fingers. Nicole, startled, realized she could come again! In fact...

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Aggggainnnnnnnn!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Bobby!!!! Agggainnnnn!!! Oh God!!! I'm commingggg!!!! Againnnnnnnn!!!!!" she cried as she pushed back against him, feeling his thighs slap against her as she rode out another orgasm, perhaps her best one yet. "Yesssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yessssssss!!! Yeeessssssss!!!!"

Bobby exploded, too, his cries of delight mixing withhers. "Gaaaaaaaa!!!!! Aggggghhhh!!!" he groaned, erupting into her.

Finally, sated, they collapsed onto the bed, Bobby once again lying spent atop Nicole's lush body. After a moment, he rolled off her, pulled her into his arms, and held her while he recouped his strength.

Later, wearing a fluffy robe, Nicole walked Bobby to the kitchen door. Before he went out, he turned, pulled her into his arms, cupped her bottom in his hands, and kissed her deeply. Then he released her and opened the door.

"Bobby?" Nicole said.

Bobby stopped and turned around. "Yes?"

"Do you think you could come by tomorrow and give me a hand cleaning the pool?" Nicole asked softly.

"You bet!" the young man replied, a wide grin on his face.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 02



James County Stories

#1 Unbelievable Summer

Chapter 2

Bobby went back to the Everett house the next day and, once again, he and Mrs. Everett made love. If anything, the second love-making session wilder than their first. Bobby wasn't aware of the things in Mrs. Everett's life that resulted in her taking him as her lover, and he didn't really care. All he knew was that summer vacation had just begun and he had acquired a gorgeous adult lover. It looked as if this summer vacation was going to be more thrilling than any he'd had before. In fact, it already was.

A few days later, Bobby stopped to see his friend, Al Fargo. His friend, a year older, was in college, and Bobby hoped he and Al might be able to do some things together during the summer. And Al was one of the few people his age Bobby felt safe talking to so he wanted to tell his friend about his surprising good fortune with Mrs. Everett.

The fact that visiting Al meant Bobby would see his friend's mother was a little extra reason to stop at the Fargo home. Amber Fargo, Al's mother, was an attractive, full-bodied, woman who had shoulder-length wavy blonde hair. Next to Mrs. Everett, Bobby thought Mrs. Fargo was about the prettiest adult woman he knew. She and Al's father had been divorced for about a year.

Unaware that her son's friend was about to drop in for an unannounced visit, Amber Fargo, nude, stepped into the shower. Lately, she'd started to become aware of vague disquieting feelings in her body but was not very sexually experienced, so she was unaware that they were warning signals that her sexual needs had been denied for too long, she'd been able to ignore them, but as the days went by, the feelings grew more and more insistent.

Bobby never knocked when he went to Al's house and didn't this time. When he walked into the kitchen, he could hear the telephone ringing.

When Amber heard the phone ringing, she looked around for her robe and realized she'd left it upstairs in her bedroom.

"Oh, well," she thought, "I'm alone. I guess it's safe for me to go out like this." There was another phone just down the hall in the den. She stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel carelessly around her naked body, raced down the hallway into the den, and grabbed the phone. "Hello?" she said.

The line was dead. Whoever it was had hung up. Frowning, Amber hung up the phone down, turned, started to walk back to the bathroom then she stopped. Had she heard someone in the kitchen? Panic filled her. Who was it? In order to get back to the bathroom she had to pass a doorway that would put her in full view of whoever was in the kitchen, if someone actually was there. The same thing would happen if she tried to get upstairs. What was she going to do?

"Is anybody home?" a male voice asked.

Amber recognized Bobby Draper's voice and relaxed a little. Bobby, her son's best friend, was a quiet, respectful young man. But she couldn't let him see her naked.

"Hello?" Bobby yelled. Amber heard his footsteps start to move down the hall.

"Ah...Bobby..." she stammered as she desperately tried to figure a way out of her predicament.

"Mrs. Fargo?" Bobby asked. He continued to move down the hall in the direction of her voice. "Are you all right?"

"I...I'm in...in back here, Bobby," Amber stammered. What was she going to do? "I...I'll be out in a minute."

"OK," Bobby said. He was puzzled. Mrs. Fargo's voice sounded funny. Was something wrong? "Are you sure you're OK, Mrs. Fargo?" he asked.

"I'm...I'm fine, Bobby" Amber replied. "I...it's just that..." What was she going to do, tell him he'd caught her naked?

"Can I help you with anything?" the young man inquired.

"Ah...Bobby...please...um...just stay...ah...in the kitchen?" Amber asked.

"You sure you're OK?" Bobby asked again.

"Bobby, I...I'm...I'm fine," Amber replied. She tried to sound firm. "Please, just do as I ask."

"Sure, Mrs. Fargo," he said. "I'll stay right here, in the kitchen." He pulled out a chair and sat down at the kitchen table to wait

Amber started down the hallway, toward the bathroom, but she was nervous and kept looking over her shoulder to check if Bobby had listened to her. As passed the hallway door she was looking back and didn't see the umbrella stand that stood just next to the door. She bumped into it and lost her balance. As she fell, she instinctively stuck her hands out to break her fall and when she did, she felt the towel drop from her. The next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor.

Bobby heard the thud as Mrs. Fargo fell, became worried, jumped to his feet, and headed for the place where the sound came from.

Amber saw him as he rounded the corner. His eyes widened when he saw her. "Bobby!" she exclaimed. She reached for the towel, but it was down near her feet. She laid there, staring up at the young man, who stared down at her, his mouth and eyes open wide.

"Mrs. Fargo...I..." Bobby stammered, "I...I..." Al's mother was naked! And did she ever have a dynamite body! His breath caught.

"Bobby!" Amber gasped. She tried vainly to cover herself with her hands. She had to get away from him, and get covered up, but she couldn't move. Why wouldn't her legs work? Frantic, she saw the avid look in the young man's eyes and, before she could stop them, yearnings she'd denied for so long began sweeping through her.

His heart pounding, Bobby took a step toward the naked woman and reached out a trembling hand to help her to her feet. "God! You're really beautiful, Mrs. Fargo!" he said softly, almost reverently. His eyes continued roaming over her lush, naked form. Her body was almost exactly the opposite of Nicole Everett's. Where Nicole was tall and lean, Mrs. Fargo was full and lush.

"Please...please...give...give me that towel, Bobby," Amber said.

"Ah...OK..." Bobby said. He picked up the towel and handed it to her. She managed to wrap it around her then she struggled to get her feet, trying to do it as modestly as possible under the circumstances. Once she was on her feet, Bobby reached for her.

"Bobby!" Amber exclaimed. She still couldn't move. "No! Don't!"

"Don't, what?" Bobby asked. He took a deep breath and laid his hand on her arm. His success with Mrs. Everett had emboldened him. If one adult woman wanted to sleep with him, why wouldn't others? As he moved nearer to his friend's naked mother, his legs shook and he struggled for breath.

Electricity shot up Amber's arm when the young man's hand touched her. "Bobby, no!" she murmured. Her protestation was weaker. Then the young man's hand began to move and she became aware that taboo feelings were beginning to unfold in her. Why was she reacting like this? This was wrong! My God! Bobby was her son's friend! He was younger than Al! Why was his touch making her feel like this? It was almost as if she had no willpower.

"Your skin's so soft," Bobby whispered. He became bolder, moving his hand toward her breast. If Mrs. Fargo didn't want him to touch her, she'd say so, he told himself. Since she wasn't trying to get away, and was moaning softly, it had to mean she wanted him to keep touching her. "And so warm, too," he continued.

Amber desperately wanted to tell the young man to stop, but couldn't make herself say the words, and couldn't move. What he was doing to her felt good! Too good! Her arms fell to her sides and she stood there, quivering, as the boy's hands wandered over her bare flesh. Her legs went weak and her magnificent chest began to heave. She sighed softly.

Bobby couldn't believe his friend's mother was letting him do this! Her breasts were gigantic compared with Mrs. Everett's and her nipples were equally large. "Your nipples are getting hard," he said softly. "You're turned on, aren't you?" He rubbed his thumbs over her erecting nipples.

When Bobby stroked his thumbs over her nipples, the feelings that rocketed through Amber were so delightful she was afraid she'd faint. She knew now she couldn't stop him, even though letting him continue was wrong. She didn't care! It had been so long since anyone made her feel this wonderful! She had no idea why this awful, wonderful thing was happening, but since it was, she might as well enjoy it.

Bobby's hand slid down over Mrs. Fargo's gently rounded belly and moved between her quivering legs.

"God!" he whispered, his voice filled with awe, when he touched her vagina. "You're really wet!"

Amber groaned. Bobby Draper, her son's friend; a young man whose diaper she had once changed, was touching her in ways she shouldn't be letting him touch her and it was making her crazy, driving her wild with need! She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this turned on! She loved and hated what was happening!

Bobby's finger probed Mrs. Fargo's juice-soaked vagina, seeking to enter her. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but she was sure acting like she wanted him to keep touching her! His explorations grew more avid. He sensed that he had to keep going. He was sure if he stopped, he'd never wind up in bed with her. And right now, there was nothing he wanted more than to wind up making love with her.

Amber found it impossible to think coherently. She felt the young man put his arm around her then he began to lead her down the hallway, toward her bedroom. She was beyond talking and felt Bobby's hands continue to move over her insistently, making her wilder and wilder with need. His caresses were keeping her from thinking about how wrong what they were doing was. Her legs were shaking so hard she could barely walk.

They walked into the bedroom and Bobby led Amber to the bed she'd only ever shared with one man, her ex-husband. She sat down on the edge of the bed, then laid back, both excited and scared. She watched, gasping for breath, as Bobby opened his pants, pushed them down, then moved toward the bed. His erection stuck out in front of him like a horizontal flagpole, and bounced as he moved toward her. It was larger than her husband's the largest penis she'd ever seen.

Amber struggled for breath as the young man came nearer to the bed. This really was happening! But there was still time to stop! Then his naked body was lying next to hers and she felt the wet tip of his cock brush her leg. She groaned as powerful craving filled her. She knew, then, she had neither the intention nor the ability to make him stop.

Bobby began exploring Mrs. Fargo's delectable anatomy. Her full body, while equally lovely, was considerably different from Mrs. Everett's.

Amber writhed, mewling with delight, as the young man's hand slid gently over her bare skin. She found his caresses incredibly gentle. When he bent down and captured a thick, turgid nipple with his lips and sucked it, her back arched and her hands went to his ears and pulled his face against her. His hands kept moving over her, delving into the cleft between her legs, feeling the wetness of lust in her crinkly pubic hair. She thrust her hips up, welcoming his touch.

Bobby didn't disappoint her. His fingers parted her slick, silken labia and drove inside, making her moan even louder. Unable to control herself, Amber began fucking the young man's fingers while his lips moved from one straining nipple to the other.

Bobby shifted position so his lips could trace a path down over Mrs. Fargo's belly. As they did, he lavished attention on her navel, bringing squeals of delight from her while her hips continued thrusting onto his invading fingers.

"Yessss!!! Oh, Yesssss!!!" Amber hissed through clenched teeth, her body quaking with approaching orgasm. She no longer cared whether what they were doing was wrong or not! She hadn't felt this wonderful in ages!

Bobby kissed through her lush pubic thatch, found her swollen clit, and sucked it into his mouth.

"Yes!!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!" Amber's shrieks of delight rose to a crescendo and her thighs clasped his hand. Her hips gyrated in wild circles and humped up and down on the bed.

At last Mrs. Fargo's cries of ecstasy waned and she sagged back on the bed. Bobby, his face smeared with her effluent, slid up next to her, snuggled against her warm body and embraced her. He kissed his friend's mother then rolled on top of her.

Amber felt the young man's hand slide between them, then the hot head of his rigid shaft was poking against her aching opening. Slowly, the swollen wand began entering her. It was big! She groaned as it began to slide in, filling her, stretching her, making her feel terribly good.

"You're so tight!" Bobby exclaimed as his loins surged toward hers.

When he was all the way in, Bobby began to move. Each stroke electrified Amber. Each deep thrust of his rigid organ caused her to soar toward plateaus of delight she hadn't visited in a long, long time.

"Yeah! Oh, yeah!!!" Bobby groaned. His face and neck were red with exertion and passion as he buffeted Mrs. Fargo with increasing urgency. "Oh, God!" Making love with her was as good as it was with Mrs. Everett!

Amber couldn't believe she was allowing this to happen, or what a wonderful experience it was! It kept feeling more and more sublime! If Bobby kept moving the way he was, she was liable to...

"Bobby!!!!! Oh, God!!!! Oh, Goddd!!!" Amber cried, reaching for him, clawing at him, as unbridled sensations of orgasm ripped through her. "Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I'm coming!!!!! I'm commminnnnggggg!!!!!"

"Yeah!!!!" Bobby groaned in reply. "Me, too!!! Here it comes!!! Take it!!! Take it!!!"

When his hot juices bathed her insides, Amber was wracked by still more intense sensations of delight. "Yessssss!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!! Yessss!!!!" she cried, her body striving against his, seeking all the pleasure she could get.

Then he was gone, his magnificent pole taken from her, leaving her feeling terribly empty.

Bobby laid next to her on the bed. Amber, still feeling guilty that she'd allowed this to happen, nevertheless allowed him to pull her into his arms.

After lying in Bobby's arms for a while, Amber turned so she was facing him, her breasts pressing against his chest. She wanted to tell him that this was wrong, and that they had to stop now, before anything more happened, but Bobby didn't give her a chance. He kissed her and his tongue slid into her mouth. Amber met it with hers and, while their tongues dueled, any thoughts she might have had about stopping vanished.

While he and Mrs. Fargo kissed, Bobby once more felt familiar reactions happening deep inside him.

Amber's reservations about what she was doing with the young man fled completely. She didn't want him to leave. She wanted to make love with him again. She kissed his chest, her soft lips moving over his nipples, stiffening them. She sucked him like he'd sucked her moments before and was delighted by his intense response. Her soft hands continued exploring the young man's body, sliding over his ass cheeks, making them tighten with involuntary spasms.

"Do you like that, Bobby?" she asked.

"Uh-huh!" Bobby replied. He sure did! His cock, risen again, was pressing against her belly.

Amber rolled atop him, trapping his erection between them. "You want me again, don't you, Bobby?" she murmured, thrilled by the discovery that he was hard again.

"I...I sure do!" he gasped.

"I want you, too. Isn't it wonderful?" Amber whispered and began moving her hips. Her wet opening caressed the shaft of his cock, sending bolts of excitement into both of them. "Oh, God, Bobby, I need you again!" she gasped. She reached between them, grasped him, and quickly urged him inside her.

Bobby felt Mrs. Fargo's tight channel engulf his cock once again. Then she began moving.

"Oh, God!!!" Amber cooed, "I love this!!! I really do!!!" Faster and faster her hips moved, causing his cock to whip around inside her, stirring her as much as it stirred him, judging from the flush spreading over her body. Once more, her moans grew in intensity and pitch, and her body began trembling. "Yes!!! Yessss!!! Yessssss!!! Yesssssss!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed, her full hips going wild, her magnificent body shaking.

Bobby, groaning with bliss, shot hot jets of sticky cream into her, filling her to overflowing, as they once more shared a blissful, mutual orgasm.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Amber murmured happily as they lay in a warm embrace after they finished. "Oh, Bobby!! That was so wonderful!!!"

"It sure was!" Bobby agreed.

Amber kissed him and giggled softly. "You know, I'm glad you surprised me today!" she said.

Bobby grinned. "Yeah, I am, too," he told her.

They lay cuddling a little longer. Bobby finally sat up. "I...I'm sorry," he said, "but I have to go. I...ah...my mom said she was going to have supper ready early tonight."

Amber kissed him and smiled. "That's OK," she said. She caressed his face softly. "You can stop by any time you want."

Bobby kissed her. "I sure will," he said.

Amber lay there, watching the young man dress. Then he kissed her and left the room. She heard the kitchen door slam behind him.

Amber stayed in bed, thinking about how wonderful her unexpected afternoon encounter had been. It could be very nice having someone like Bobby in the neighborhood, she thought. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 03



Bobby was walking home from the mall a few days after his visit to Mrs. Fargo's house. He was supposed to go to Mrs. Everett's the next day. Mrs. Everett called and told Bobby's mother she needed help cleaning weeds out of her flower beds, but the young man knew what she really wanted help with. He and Mrs. Everett would probably be doing something in a bed, but not a flowerbed.

He was half way home when a car pulled up beside him and stopped. Kim Grasso, a girl he knew from school, smiled out the open passenger window at him. "Hi, Bobby, want a ride?" she asked.

"Ah, sure, I guess so," Bobby replied. He never expected to get an invitation like this from Kim. She was a couple of years older than he was and never paid him much attention in school.

Bobby wasn't aware that some days earlier, Kim overheard her mother's best friend, Nicole Everett, describing her affair with a younger man to Kim's mother. Mrs. Everett had described what was going on in some detail and what she said aroused Kim's interest. Although Mrs. Everett didn't disclose the name of the young man she was having the affair with, Kim knew Bobby Draper did chores for the Everetts and decided he had to be the one her mother's friend had been talking about. Hearing Bobby's sexual prowess described in such glowing terms intrigued and excited Kim, who made up her mind to find out if he was as good in bed as Mrs. Everett said he was.

She and her best friend Paula Wilton were driving down the street when Kim spotted Bobby walking along the sidewalk. She got Paula to stop. Kim, quite the sexual adventuress, didn't mind that Paula was along; she figured three would have a lot more fun than two.

Bobby looked at Kim. She wasn't exactly pretty, but there was something about her he found intriguing and sexy. She had dark brown hair, always fixed just right, very nice breasts, and an ass that made his mouth water. Her smooth skin was always tan, no matter what time of year.

Smiling, Kim got out of the car to let him in. He surveyed her and his eyes widened. Her admirable body was clad in navy-blue dress with white polka dots all over it, made of a silky material, and held up by two spaghetti straps that ran over Kim's gorgeous shoulders. Bobby swallowed hard. She was dynamite!

"Get in, Bobby," Kim said.

The young man slid into the wide front seat of the station wagon and saw the attractive, slim blonde sitting behind the steering wheel. He recognized Paula Lawson, a friend of Kim's. Like Kim, Paula was a cheerleader in the high school Bobby attended. One year, Paula had been homecoming queen. Bobby, a freshman at the time, never dreamed he'd get to talk with her, never mind sit next to her in a car.

Paula had a very lovely face, a slim, athletic body, and long straight blonde hair that hung almost to her hips. She was wearing perfume and the scent filled Bobby's nose. Turmoil began in his groin.

Paula turned and smiled at him. "Hi, Bobby," she murmured. Her voice was silky, soft and husky.

Bobby couldn't believe it! He'd always regarded Paula as unattainable! He didn't think the fact she and Kim had stopped to give him a ride meant anything. Just the same, being in the same car with the two gorgeous girls was an opportunity Bobby never imagined he'd have.

Once Bobby was in the car, Kim slid in next to him, closed the door, and they started off. When Paula turned left instead of right at the next corner, Bobby realized they were heading away from his house, not toward it.

"Where are we going?" Bobby asked nervously.

Kim patted his leg. "I had an idea you might like to get out with kids your own age," she whispered, leaning over and putting her lips close to his ear. "From what I hear, you've been busy this summer, haven't you?"

"Ah...I...I guess so," Bobby replied. He wasn't sure what Kim was talking about. He also wasn't sure whether the fact Paula's slim leg was pressed against his on one side and Kim's on the other, meant anything; whether it did or not, the pressure of the girls' legs, plus Kim's sultry comment, caused his cock to stiffen in his pants.

"Paula works at the mall with me," Kim commented as they drove down a lonely country road just outside Jamestown.

Bobby looked at the girl behind the wheel. Paula had on a white sweater that buttoned down the front and a white mini-skirt. She had terrific legs, which were well displayed by the short skirt.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"Don't worry, Bobby," Kim said. She laid her hand on his leg and stroked it. "You're safe with us. Paula and I will take very good care of you." Her comment did little for the young man's composure.

"You know me, don't you, Bobby?" Paula asked. Bobby jumped when the blonde's hand fell lightly onto his other leg. "I wouldn't do anything you didn't want me to."

Bobby's mind was racing and his body felt as if it were on fire. What was going on? What were Kim and Paula up to? Paula squeezed his leg, then her hand slid upward. Bobby gasped when the young woman's hand traced the outline of his stiffened cock.

"You weren't making it up, were you, Kim?" Paula murmured, her voice sounding a bit hoarse. "He's everything you said he was. And more! No wonder Mrs. Everett likes fucking him!"

"Ah..." Bobby was unable to speak. Kim and Paula knew what he was doing with Mrs. Everett! Although that discovery bothered him, the fact that Paula, lovely, unattainable Paula, had her hand on his cock forced concern over their knowledge of his activities with Mrs. Everett into the background. This was unbelievable!

"Wait..." Kim said. Her hands went to the waist of Bobby's slacks and opened them. She got the zipper down, reached inside and fished Bobby's rigid cock out of its confinement. She gave the swollen rod a few delightful strokes then she took Paula's hand and placed it on the swollen organ.

"Holy Shit!" Kim exclaimed. "Jeez, Paula, you ought to see this thing!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Bobby squirmed and groaned. This was so wild! He couldn't see straight, couldn't think straight!

Paula took hold of his cock, too. "My God!" she whispered, "It's awesome! Bobby, you are really something!"

"Pull in up there, Paula," Kim whispered as her hand slid under Bobby's shirt and began gliding over his bare skin. Her fingers found and teased his nipples, sending pinpricks of delight into him. Wild sensations coursed through him. His cock felt as hard as steel!

Bobby wasn't sure where they were and no longer cared. He felt the car turn, but what the girls' hands were doing made it impossible for him to think or see straight.

The car stopped. There was a whirring sound and the electric seat slid back, then Paula turned to Bobby and her lips covered his while her hand continued pumping his prong. Her tongue lashed into his mouth and his met it.

Meanwhile, Kim was unbuttoning his shirt. She pushed it open and her lips took the place of her hands teasing his nipples.

Bobby thought he'd been turned on before, but that was nothing like what he was experiencing right then! Two gorgeous females were making love to him!

He couldn't remain passive, so while his tongue dueled with Paula's, he laid a hand on her leg and slid it under her mini-skirt. Her lean, lovely legs parted and he discovered she wore nothing under the tiny skirt! His fingers found her vagina and she gasped into his mouth.

His other hand moved under Kim's dress and he began teasing her vagina through her silky panties. Bobby had never been in a more hedonistic situation. Two women were making him crazy and he was doing his best to return the favor. The interior of the car began to heat up and the windows began fogging. The car was big, but things were still crowded as the three young people groped each other's bodies.

"This isn't going to work!" Paula complained. "There's not enough room." Her hand still clutched and squeezed Bobby's cock.

Bobby's finger plunged in and out of Paula's pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit, while he afforded Kim the same attention.

"Let's go outside!" Paula groaned. "There's a blanket in the back seat."

Bobby continued to slide his finger in and out of Kim's fluttering pussy while she leaned over the back of the seat, showing him a delightful amount of bare leg and hip. "Got it," she said then she opened the door and slid out.

When Kim got out of the car, Paula pushed Bobby back on the seat, crawled atop him, and her lips again melded to his. Her legs pressed against his and Bobby could feel her pussy rubbing his cock. He wanted her desperately!

"Hey, come on!" Bobby heard Kim say, "Don't be greedy, Paula! I've got the blanket spread out. There's room for all of us on it!"

Bobby and Paula crawled out of the car and joined an already-naked Kim on the blanket.

The two women fell on Bobby once more. Lips covered his cock while hands roamed over his body, stripping what remained of his clothing from him. Bobby was so aroused he wasn't sure who was touching what part of his body or with what.

Bobby had a surfeit of lovely female flesh to explore. Paula's breasts, he discovered to his delight, felt different from Kim's. Kim's were large, full and spongy, while Paula's were small and hard, with tiny nipples that grew very long when the girl was excited, which she was right then.

There were other differences, too. Paula's legs were slim, long, and firm; while Kim's were thicker and more rounded. The contrast between the two girl's gorgeous bodies served to excite Bobby all the more.

"Ahhhhh!!!" he groaned. Someone, he wasn't sure who because his eyes were closed when it happened, sank onto his cock. He opened his eyes and looked. He was fucking Paula! Or, more correctly, she was fucking him! As her hips pounded down against him, Bobby watched Kim's hands move over her friend's body. She stroked Paula's flat belly and teased her rigid nipples. Paula's eyes were closed and her hair tossed wildly as she bounded up and down on Bobby's deeply impaled cock.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!" the lithe blonde whimpered, her body shaking, her pussy vibrating around Bobby's cock. "Yesssssssssss!!!! Yesssssssss!!! Oh, God!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! This feels so goooooooooddddddd!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!! I can't wait!!!! I can't wait!!! I gotta come!! I gotta!!! Gahhhhhhhh!!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Bobby watched Paula's body spasm frantically while Kim twirled her friend's clit. He couldn't believe what he was seeing! He couldn't wait. Like an over wound spring, his body released. "Unnnnnnnggggggggg!!!!!" he grunted, his hips thrusting upward, his cock spraying a shower of hot semen into Paula.

Paula kept going so long, Bobby wondered if she'd ever stop coming. Finally she kind of folded up and fell onto the blanket next to them, then laid still. Bobby looked over at her, unsure what had happened.

"Don't worry," Kim told him, kissing him. "She just fainted. It happens sometimes when she has a good come." She tugged at Bobby's head. "Eat me! I want to come, too!" she murmured. She laid back on the blanket, her legs spread.

Even though he'd just had a powerful orgasm, Bobby was still turned on. He rolled over, dove between Kim's outspread legs, and began licking her tasty pussy. He slid one finger, then two, into her dripping hole while he sucked her clit.

Kim went wild, her body writhing and shaking. "Bobby!!! Oh, jeeeeeezzzzzz!!! Oh, jeeeeeeeezzzzz!!! Eat meeeeeee!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Eat meeeeee!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shit!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhh!!!" she cried. Her hands clamped around his head, forcing his mouth tighter against her as her body shook and strained.

Finally Kim lay spent, along with Bobby, whose head rested on her soft belly. Paula still lay where she fell; oblivious to what had taken place next to her.

"That was incredible!" Kim gasped, still not completely in control of her breathing. "Bobby, you are something else!"

Bobby wasn't finished. Not by a long shot. Eating Kim had revitalized his cock. Once again it was hard as a rock! "Get on your knees!" he told Kim.

"What?" Kim asked. She moved her leg and felt his hard cock. "My God, Bobby! You're hard again!" Quickly, she turned and knelt on the blanket, presenting her beauteous ass to him. Her body, covered with a light sheen of perspiration, glowed in the bright moonlight.

Bobby moved behind her, gripped his cock in his hand, centered it on her sopping opening then slammed it into her lovely body.

"Oh, yeah!! Oh, yeah!!!" Kim groaned as Bobby pounded into her. "God! I love this! Oh, yeah!!!"

Having come once, Bobby had staying power. He gripped Kim's full hips and drove into her slowly, steadily, loving the sound of his legs slapping against hers, enjoying the sweet sensations growing in his body as his cock probed her, sliding smoothly in and out of her hot channel.

"What are you guys doing?" Paula asked groggily, finally awakening from her passion-induced torpor. "My God! You're fucking!" She slid under Kim and began sucking her friend's nipples.

Kim went wild. Her back arched, her body shook. Her hand slid over her companion's flat belly, between Paula's slim legs, and began plunging into the blonde's pussy. Paula's body arched and Bobby could hear her moans, muffled by the breast flesh in her mouth. A more erotic sight he'd never seen.

"Aw shit!! I gotta come!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!! Gahhhh!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Kim shrieked, her body writhing. "Can't stopppppp!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhh!!!"

Kim's frenzied movements pulled Bobby over the edge. His fingers dug into her soft hip flesh while his seed gushed into her pussy. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Paula's body writhing and straining as she joined them in orgasm.

"That was the most intense fucking I ever did," Paula whispered afterward.

The threesome snuggled together on the blanket for a while. Bobby found that having a lovely naked woman on either side of him was not in the least unpleasant.

"Bobby, you are the best I ever had!" Paula whispered. She kissed him on the cheek and snuggled closer to him.

"Yeah," Kim said. "He sure knows how to use his cock, doesn't he?"

"I'll say!" Paula whispered. "God! When I was coming it felt like I was gonna explode in a million pieces!"

When their strength returned, they got dressed, got back in the car, and headed home.

"We have to do this again, soon," Paula said, stroking Bobby's leg. "Don't you agree, Bobby?"

"I sure do!" he said. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 04



"I'm going down to the mall for a while," Bobby told his mother a few days after his encounter with Kim and Paula. He was kind of hoping he might bump into the girls at the mall.

"Can you drop something off at Helen's house on your way?" his mother asked him.

"No problem," Bobby replied. He didn't mind doing his mother a favor. Helen Parker lived on the way to the mall anyhow. She was his mother's best friend and a woman Bobby never entertained sexual fantasies about. She was slim, had curly dark hair she let hang to her shoulders, wore glasses, was kind of plain, and didn't have much in the way of breasts. She also wore little or no makeup and dressed plainly, in very loose clothes. There was nothing whatever sexual about her.

After he finished breakfast, he walked to Mrs. Parker's house carrying the item his mother wanted him to deliver. As he got near the house, he saw a car he didn't recognize sitting in the driveway behind Mrs. Parker's car. He went around to the back of the house and knocked on the door. Nobody answered his knock, but since he was knocking on the porch door and the inside doors and windows were closed and the air conditioner was running, that didn't surprise him. As he'd done many times before, he let himself in and laid the item he'd brought on the kitchen table. He was about to leave when he heard voices.

"Nobody's around and nobody will be," he heard Mrs. Parker say, "We've got the house to ourselves all afternoon." Her voice had a conspiratorial tone.

Bobby, wondering who Mrs. Parker was talking to, moved quietly down the hallway toward the living room until he reached a spot where he could see into the living room but couldn't be seen. He got the shock of his life when he saw who was with his mother's friend and what they were doing.

Mrs. Helen Parker, wearing a loose pale blue housedress that buttoned all the way down the front and had an ankle-length skirt, was standing in the living room next to a tall, balding, somewhat pudgy black man Bobby had seen before. He called himself Deacon Perkins, was connected with one of the fundamentalist churches in town, and was involved in a lot of community activism. His actions had gotten a lot of coverage in the local papers and on TV. As the wide-eyed young man watched, his mother's friend moved into the man's arms, went up on tiptoes, and their lips locked. The man cupped Mrs. Parker's bottom and pulled her against him. The young man could hear them groan as they pressed against each other and their kiss continued.

"I know I'm gonna hate myself," Deacon Perkins gasped when the kiss ended, "but, Lord help me, Helen, I can't stop! Being near you is makin' me crazy!"

"You have the same effect on me, my love," the woman purred. She sank to her knees and unzipped the man's fly.

Bobby's heart began to pound when he realized Mrs. Parker was going to give the her partner a blowjob. He watched a look of ecstasy form on the man's face when the woman fished the man's cock out and began caressing it with her mouth.

"He isn't all that big," Bobby thought. "Heck, I'm bigger than he is."

"Helen!!! Ohhhhhh!!!!" the man groaned passionately as his ebony shaft slid in and out of the kneeling woman's mouth, "God, woman, you sure do make me feel good!"

Bobby's cock lurched in his jeans. He felt his chest tightening and his legs getting a little shaky.

The man's legs got visibly wobbly while the woman worked on his cock with her mouth. He leaned back and clutched the back of a chair for support. "My Lord, woman, that feels so damn good!" he crooned. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her face against him while his hips thrust frantically, fucking his cock into her mouth.

As he watched Mrs. Parker suck the man's cock, Bobby reached inside his pants and gripped his own stiffening organ in his hand. He never expected to see anything like this at Mrs. Parker's house!

"Helen!!! My Lord!!!!" Deacon Perkins moaned, "I don't want to come like this!!! I want you!!!!"

The woman let the man's cock slide from her mouth and grinned up at him. Her eyes were bright with lust. "You want me, do you, Deacon?" she murmured.

"Lord 'a mercy, I surely do!!!" the over-wrought man groaned. He dropped to his knees, pulled Mrs. Parker into his arms, and kissed her. "I gotta have you!!" he gasped when the kiss ended.

"Take me, then!" Mrs. Parker exclaimed. She turned so her back was to the man, kneeled forward, then reached behind her and flipped up her skirt.

Bobby was shocked to see that Mrs. Parker wasn't wearing any underwear! He had his cock out of his pants now and his hand was moving over the erect organ rapidly.

"Ohhhhhhh, sweet Jesus!!!!" Deacon Perkins moaned. He thrust his cock into Mrs. Parker and his thick fingers dug into her hips. He began to pound into her like a mad bull, causing her body to quiver and shake with the force of his thrusts. Bobby could hear the man's legs slap against Mrs. Parker's as his cock plumbed her depths. His hand moved on his penis almost as fast as Deacon Perkins's hips were moving.

"Yes!!! Oh, yes!!!!!" Mrs. Parker groaned. Her fingers raked the thick shag carpet on the living room floor while her body quivered under her lover's lusty onslaught. "Harder!!! Yes!!! Give it to me!!! Harder!!! Harder!!!!" She pushed her bottom back against the man's invading cock. "Deacon!!! Yesss!!!! Uhh!!!! Take me!!! Take me!!!! Now!!!! Oh!!! Oh!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!" the lust-possessed woman cried, her body arching and bucking.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" the man cried, his face beet-red. His fingers dug into Mrs. Parker's flesh when he spewed his hot cream into her.

When the couple in the living room came, so did Bobby. His seed spurted onto the floor of the hallway. His legs were a little weak, so he leaned against the walll. He wondered if, somehow, he could think of a way to get Mrs. Parker to let him fuck her. Maybe, if he told her he knew about her and Deacon Perkins... No. He couldn't do that.

"Oh, Lordy! We were like a couple of animals in heat!" Deacon Perkins exclaimed breathlessly as he and the woman clutched each other, temporarily sated.

Mrs. Parker emitted a throaty laugh. "I've always dreamed of doing something wild like this," she said and kissed her partner. "I'm glad we did it."

"My Lord, Helen!" the man breathed.

Mrs. Parker began stroking her lover's flaccid, sticky cock. "We do have the house to ourselves for the afternoon. I don't want to waste a minute of it."

Deacon Perkins groaned and rolled his eyes. "I never known a woman like you!"

"Let's go in the bedroom," Mrs. Parker said. She stood up and urged Deacon Perkins to his feet. "As much fun as this was, it's a lot nicer in bed, isn't it?" She giggled. "It's hard on the knees this way." She started down the hallway unbuttoning her dress as she went.

"Oh, Lord, yes!" the man said. He followed Mrs. Parker down the hall.

Bobby stepped back into the room behind him - a spare bedroom - and pushed the door closed quietly, letting them pass. He didn't want to be discovered, not now. When he was sure Mrs. Parker and her lover were out of the hallway, he opened the door, moved noiselessly down the hall, and put his ear against Mrs. Parker's bedroom door.

"Eat me, Deacon!" he heard Mrs. Parker beg. "Lick my pussy!"

The next thing the young man heard were her moans of delight. Apparently Deacon Perkins was following her instructions.

Bobby carefully opened the bedroom door a little bit and peeked into the bedroom. The first thing he saw was that both people in the room were nude. Mrs. Parker was lying on the bed and Deacon Perkins, his massive black body a stark contrast to Mrs. Parker's pale one, was kneeling between her slim legs and had his face was buried in her pussy.

Bobby's cock surged. This was better than that porno movie he and his friends rented one time! Actually, Mrs. Parker wasn't bad-looking nude. Her legs were slim and not flabby, and as far as Bobby could tell, the rest of her body was in pretty good shape, too.

Her breasts were small and had flattened a little because she was lying on her back, but she had the biggest nipples he'd ever seen and they were hard as rocks. "God, I'd love to get one of those nipples in my mouth!" Bobby thought. As he watched, his mother's friend grabbed her breasts and began to pull on her nipples and cry out in ecstasy while the black man's mouth worked on her pussy. "Yes!!! Oh, Deacon, yes!!!!!" she cried as the man punished her clit and vagina with his lips and tongue. "Yes, Deacon!! Yes!! That's itt!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!!! I'm cumming!!! Oh Deacon!!!! Deaconnnnnnnnnn!!! Deaconnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!" Her hips rose off the bed, gyrating wildly, and her hands tore at the bedcovers.

From his vantage point in the doorway, Bobby could see that Deacon Perkins had been re-vitalized. His cock was as stiff as it had been when Mrs. Parker was sucking it.

As Bobby watched, wide-eyed, the man crawled atop Mrs. Parker's still-spasming body and jammed his rigid shaft into her. Once he was all the way in her, his hips went wild and he slammed against her like a jackhammer. "Ahhh!!!!" Deacon Perkins cried after what seemed like just seconds of frantic motion. He pressed his middle against Mrs. Parker's as he spewed more spend into her.

"Uhhhh!!!!!! Nnnnahhhhhhhh!!!!! So hot!!!! Yes!!!!! Oh, yes!!!!!!" Mrs. Parker cried, her hands pulling the man down onto her breasts, her legs thrashing. "Again!!!! I'm doing it again!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!!!!"

When he finished, Deacon Perkins rolled off and lay next to Mrs. Parker, staring at the ceiling. "I...I don't know what I'm gonna do," he said softly, his voice cracking. "What we're doing...it...it goes against everything I believe. Lordy, Lordy, it's...it's a sin! We're married, both of us. We're gonna burn in hell for what we're doin'. We really are!" He began to sob.

Mrs. Parker rolled on her side, her small breasts moving enticingly, and stroked the sobbing man's face. "We're not hurting anyone, Deacon, darling," she whispered. "We want each other. We need each other to find the kind of happiness we can't find anywhere else. All we're doing is responding to God-given needs every human being has."

The man sobbed even harder. "Oh, Lord! Don't talk like that!" he wailed. "You know what we're doing is wrong and so do I! What you're saying, it's...Oh, Lord, it's blasphemy!"

Mrs. Parker began kissing her way down the man's body. "You do love when I do things to you, though, don't you?" she asked. She clutched the man's cock in her hand and kissed the tip, shiny and sticky with the juices of their recent joinings. "You don't really want to give this up? Do you?"

"Oh, Lord, please give me strength!" Deacon Perkins cried. He bolted from the bed and ran toward the door, grabbing at his clothes which were scattered across the bedroom floor.

The man's sudden action surprised Bobby but he managed to get down the hall and into the spare room before the Deacon burst out of Mrs. Parker's bedroom, clutching his clothing in his hand.

"I have to stop! I gotta stop right now!" Deacon Perkins cried as he went down the hallway, struggling into his clothes. "Good Lord, I...I can't do this any more! I don't want to spend the rest of my life burning in the fires of damnation."

Mrs. Parker climbed out of bed and without putting her clothes on, followed the fleeing man down the hallway, her bare breasts jiggling delightfully. "No, darling! Don't leave! We...we need each other," she said. There was desperation in her voice because she was desperate. She didn't want to lose the loving the Deacon gave her. She was positive she'd never be able to find anyone else who wanted her and loneliness was something she couldn't endure. Desperately, she tried to think of something to say that would bring him back.

The Deacon did stop and turn. He had a pained, confused look on his face. "If you don't know why I gotta go, there ain't no point in talking about it," he groaned. Then he turned and bolted out the door, still buttoning his shirt.

Dispirited, Helen turned and started back to her bedroom. She knew what she and Deacon Perkins were doing was wrong, but he gave her the best sex she'd had in along time! He was patient and gentle, not like her husband Sid, who only wanted to jump on and jump off. She'd never experienced gentle, loving sex until Deacon Perkins came along. Now she'd lost it.

She stopped suddenly in the hallway. There was something on the floor just outside the living room. She bent to check. It looked like someone's come. But it couldn't be Deacon Perkins' come. He'd shot all of that into her. Whose was it? A chill spread through her and she straightened up.

Bobby was watching Mrs. Parker through the slightly opened door and realized she'd seen the come he shot on the floor. Frightened, he took a step backward and his leg hit a rocking chair. He grabbed it quickly and hoped he hadn't made a noise Mrs. Parker could hear.

Helen thought she heard a noise in the spare bedroom. Had she? She turned around and noticed that the door was slightly open. That was unusual because she always kept it closed. Forgetting she was naked, she went to check.

Trapped in the bedroom, Bobby didn't know what to do. How was he going to get out of the house? He leaned against the wall of the room, breathing hard, struggling to find a solution to his dilemma. Then the door opened. There stood Mrs. Parker, naked. When she saw him, a shocked look formed on her face.

"B...Bobby! What are you doing in here?" Helen exclaimed, paling. Stunned and frightened, she tried to cover herself with her arms and hands. Her best friend's son knew what she'd been doing with the Deacon! He'd obviously seen and heard them! What was she going to do?

Bobby had no more idea about what to say or do than his mother's friend did. Then, as suddenly as she appeared, Mrs. Parker turned and disappeared from the room. Bobby, wondering what would happen next, walked out into the hallway.

"Bobby, would you...you...come here, please?" his mother's friend called from her room. Shaking, she put on a robe and tried to get her racing thoughts under control. Somehow she had to convince Bobby to not tell anyone what he'd seen. If word about her and the Deacon got out... My God! She'd be ruined!

His legs unsteady, Bobby headed for Mrs. Parker's room. He had no idea what she was going to say or do. He walked into the woman's bedroom and found her sitting on her bed, wearing a fluffy pink robe, looking as scared as he felt.

"Come here, Bobby," Mrs. Parker said softly, patting the bed next to her. She watched her friend's son walk across the room. As she looked at him, she realized he wasn't a kid any more; he was actually a nice-looking young man. She was surprised that she'd never realized that before.

Hesitantly, Bobby walked over to the bed and sat down next to his mother's friend.

Helen took a deep breath. "How...how long have...have you been here, Bobby?" she asked.

Bobby shrugged. "Ah...a while," he replied.

"What...what did you...see?" Helen asked. She hugged herself. She didn't really want to know, but she had to.

Bobby looked at the woman sitting next to him, stricken. What would she say if he told her he'd seen her give Deacon Perkins a blowjob and fuck him?

Helen's eyes searched the young man's face and she realized what his answer would be. She reddened. "You...you...saw everything, didn't you, Bobby?" she murmured.

Bobby nodded.

"Bobby, you have to understand, this...it isn't the way it looks," Helen began, her voice betraying the desperation she felt. "My husband Sid and I, well, our marriage isn't what it should be. I mean, you know Sid is on the road a lot, and when he's home we...we don't get along the way we used to..."

"You don't have to...to explain anything," Bobby said. "I...it's none of my business. I...I shouldn't have come in without knocking." He knew her husband had a drinking problem in addition to being on the road a lot. He'd heard his parents talking about that.

Helen put a hand on his arm. "It...it's important to me that you understand. I...I don't want you to think badly of me..." she said softly. "I...I don't want you to...to hate me..." She stopped talking, swallowed hard then tears began flowing down her cheeks. "My God! What kind of desperate, lonely woman have I become?" Heavy sobs shook her slim body.

Bobby wasn't sure what to do while his mother's friend sat next to him, sobbing. Moved by her distress, he put his arms around her. With a soft moan, she moved into his embrace and pressed her face against his chest. As he held her, Bobby stroked Mrs. Parker's back gently. He could feel her tears soaking his T-shirt. He knew Mrs. Parker wore nothing under the fluffy robe and that knowledge caused visions of her naked body to flash through the boy's mind. That caused him considerable discomfort. His body was responding to contact with hers. His cock swelled and grew in his jeans.

Finally Mrs. Parker's sobs halted and she leaned back. She took Bobby's face in both her hands and planted a kiss gently on his lips. "You know I care about you, Bobby," she said softly. "I...I hope all this doesn't...doesn't change the way you feel about me."

"It doesn't, not at all," Bobby said. He shifted position, trying to ease the discomfort his hard-on was causing.

"Oh, Bobby!" Helen said.

Once more her warm lips covered his. The first time Mrs. Parker kissed him, the young man felt a pleasurable jolt. The second time he felt more than just a jolt; it felt as if he'd been zapped with an electric cattle prod, but it was a wonderful feeling! The kiss endured far longer than it should have, leaving both of them breathless when it finally ended.

"Oh, God!" Helen groaned. She buried her face in her hands and began sobbing again. "I'm sick! I'm getting aroused from kissing my best friend's son, a boy young enough to be my son!" she thought. Her powerful hunger, not quite assuaged by her activities with Deacon Perkins, began to asserted control over her. She shouldn't let this happen, couldn't let this happen, but...

Bobby, seeing that Mrs. Parker was once more upset, again gathered her into his arms. He didn't care if he had blue balls for the rest of his life he had to make her feel better! He rubbed her back as she again cried against his chest.

Helen moved to push herself out of Bobby's arms and when she did, her hand accidentally fell on his erection. When she realized what she was feeling, a shudder went through her and fires of passion flared brighter inside her.

Bobby saw a look in Mrs. Parker's eyes that hadn't been there before. She looked wild, out of control. He quivered. Was she...would they... It wasn't possible...was it?

"My word, Bobby!" Helen whispered while her fingers measured his rigid cock through his jeans. "That's...oh, God...that's incredible!" she murmured. Her eyes moved downward while her fingers explored the length and breadth of Bobby's erect organ. "You...you've got a hard-on!" she cooed.

Bobby sure did, and what she was doing was making it grow harder and more painful every second! Something was happening, something the young man wanted to happen. Her touch felt so good and he was so horny he wasn't about to stop her!

"Do you want me, Bobby?" Helen murmured, her voice soft and breathless. Lust had expelled reason from her mind. "Would you like to make love to me?"

Bobby nodded. "Uh-huh!" he gasped. Did he ever!

Helen leaned closer, her face in front of Bobby's, her eyes peering deep into his. Closer and closer her face moved - it was as if things had gone into slow motion. Then her soft, warm lips covered his and whatever reservations the young man might have had were wiped out by the powerful emotions that were overwhelming him.

Bobby never, ever, in his wildest dreams, thought anything like this would ever happen, not with Mrs. Parker! But it was happening. Passion roared through him like a thunderstorm.




Unbelievable Summer Ch. 04



Helen's tongue lashed his lips and slid between them. Bobby met her invading tongue with his and their oral digits dueled. Her arms slid around him, and his slid around her. Finally the kiss had to end and two shaken people stared at each other, gasping for breath.

Moving as if she was in a trance, Helen opened her robe and let it slide from her shoulders. Her eyes, full of fire and need, never left Bobby's. She didn't care if she burned in hell for all eternity. She wanted him to pleasure her and she was going to let him do it!

Bobby watched as his mother's friend opened her robe, exposing her body to his avid gaze. Her breasts were a lot better looking than he'd dreamed they were. Dark brown nipples thicker than his little finger projected from her breasts, which rose and fell with Mrs. Parker's ragged breathing. His hand trembling, Bobby touched one of the nipples.

"Yes!!! Oh, Yes, Bobby!" Helen groaned when his hand came in contact with her hot, nerve-packed flesh. "Touch them, my darling! Please! Touch my breasts!" His touch was soft and tentative and thrilled her like no man's touch ever had. Nobody had ever come close to making her feel the way he was making her feel!

Carefully, gently, Bobby explored the woman's breasts. Mrs. Parker's hands covered his, pressing them against her and her rigid nipples bored into his palms.

Helen laid back, but Bobby stayed seated, his hands roaming her chest. He had to know what it felt like to suck her nipples! He bent, took one of the rigid tips between his lips and sucked it gently.

"Oh, Bobby!!!!!" Helen's back arched and her hands tangled in the young man's hair as his lips and tongue tortured her turgid bud wonderfully. "Suck them!!!! Suck my nipples!!! Yessssss!!!!" This wonderful, beautiful young man was sucking her breasts and doing it so delightfully!

Elated by how much pleasure he seemed to be giving Mrs. Parker, Bobby made up his mind to give her even more. He kissed his way from one nipple to the next through the valley between her breasts and she continued to arch her back and pull at him, beseeching him to do more, to make her feel even better.

"So wonderful!" Helen crooned, her body quaking, "God, Bobby! You make me feel so wonderful!"

While his lips were attending to her breasts, Bobby slid his hand over Mrs. Parker's silken skin, across the softly rounded surface of her belly, to the lush mat of black crinkly hair between her legs. It was still damp and sticky from what she'd done with Deacon Perkins, but Bobby didn't care. He was far too turned on to think about that. Between the woman's legs his hand stole, onto the soft, silky, wet skin of her labia.

"Uhhhhhhh!!!!" Helen groaned. Her hips rose off the bed and her legs strained from the delight his touch caused her. "Bobby!!! Yesssssss!!!!" she cried. When his thumb hit the swollen finger of flesh at the top of her vagina, her body lurched upward. "Yahhhhhhh!!!!" she cried.

Bobby began stroking Mrs. Parker's clit between his thumb and forefinger, jerking her off. At the same time, he continued his oral onslaught on her nipples.

Helen was beset by feelings she was totally unprepared for, even though she was aroused when they started. No man had ever kissed and licked her breasts as thoroughly and tenderly as Bobby was doing, and they had always been so sensitive! She pulled at him, then her hands raked the sheets. Her body twisted and turned, her back arching, her legs flailing, as feelings more fierce than any she'd ever experienced suffused her.

"Bobby!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!! Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Bobby!!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!" she shrieked. She felt as if she was going to explode into a million pieces as a startlingly powerful orgasm boomed through her.

Bobby was startled when Mrs. Parker came, but he continued fondling her until she lay still on the bed, her chest heaving; her eyes closed, a delighted look on her face.

Bobby's cock was so stiff it hurt and he desperately needed to do something with it, but he wasn't sure he should.

Finally Helen stirred. She opened her eyes, looked up at the young man who'd given her so much joy and smiled at him. "Bobby, where did you learn to do that?" she whispered. She was surprised to discover that her friend's teen-age son was a very skilled lover.

"Ah..." Bobby didn't know what to say. He didn't think it would be prudent to tell her he had several other adult lovers.

"Bobby! You were magnificent!" Helen cooed. She reached for him, pulling him atop her. "Nobody's ever made me feel that wonderful! Nobody!" She kissed him passionately, arms locked around him. It didn't matter anymore. She couldn't get in any more trouble than she was already in. She wanted to make mad, passionate love with him!

Bobby felt heat radiating into him from Mrs. Parker's body and her nipples prodded him though the T-shirt he still wore.

While the kiss went on, Helen pulled Bobby's shirt out of his jeans and up to his armpits. Her hands roamed his bare back, driving him wilder.

Bobby was worried. If he didn't get to fuck her soon, he was going to come in his pants!

"Let's get your clothes off," Helen purred once the kiss ended. "I want you naked!"

They managed to get his clothes off without too much trouble. Once Bobby was naked, Helen gripped his cock in her soft, warm hands, and stared at it. "Bobby! You're magnificent!" she whispered, her hand moving up and down on his swollen shaft. "I can't wait to have this monster in me!" She couldn't believe how big his cock was! She shuddered as she imagined what it would feel like plunging into her.

Bobby couldn't wait to get it in her. In fact, he couldn't wait at all. The lusty play they'd just finished, plus the unbearably sweet contact of her hand on his cock, had him right at the verge of explosion. Her words took him over the edge.

"Gahhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!! I...I can't wait!!! Oh, God!!! I can't wait!!!" he cried as his loins unleashed a torrent of his hot seed.

He sat there, stunned, watching his companion bend and cover the tip of his spewing cock with her mouth, welcoming the sticky white cream pumping from it into her oral cavity. It felt so wonderful!

"Bobby, dear, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were so close," Helen said once his body finished doing what it had to do. She continued holding him against her and stroking him.

"I...I wanted to, you know, make love with you," Bobby stammered, feeling awful. He was afraid he'd blown his chance and was sure that once Mrs. Parker came to her senses, he'd never have another opportunity to make love with her.

"Don't worry, Bobby," the woman said soothingly, "We'll make love. I want you as badly as you want me." She began running her hands lightly over his body.

Bobby felt heat again begin building in him as his mother's friend stroked and caressed him. He began moving his hands over her, too, stroking her breasts, making the nipples grow erect again. He was getting turned on again and it looked like she was, too! Fires of passion, nearly extinguished when he came, started to blaze freely, stoked by her knowing caresses.

Helen quickly got Bobby hard as a rock again, while his loving caresses rejuvenated her lust at the same time. She laid back and pulled him atop her, glorying in the pressure of his hard cock against her belly. "In me, my darling!" Helen groaned said, moving her hips, sliding her pussy against his cock. "I want you in me!" She reached between them and moved his cock so the head was at her opening. "Now! Put it in me!" she moaned, her hips rising off the bed.

The sensations sweeping through Bobby as his cock sank into Mrs. Parker's super-heated body were as intense and pleasurable as any he had ever known. He groaned and his body began the ritual motions of loving. His young hips drove against the lean body of the mature woman under him and, just as powerfully, she responded.

"Bobby!!! My God!!!!" Helen groaned. "You're filling me!!! God!!! So goooooooodddddd!!!!" Her legs locked behind him as her pelvis ground up against his. His swollen cock filled better than she ever dreamed she could be filled!

Bobby pushed himself up on his arms and watched Mrs. Parker's body shake and quiver as he hammered into her. Her breasts bobbed and jiggled, the nipples drawing circles in the air. Her face was flushed, her mouth open and she sucked in air desperately. Her dark hair formed a tousled black frame for her face, which looked a lot prettier than Bobby originally thought it did.

"Bobby!!! Bobby!!!!" Helen cried, her motions becoming frantic, "Bobby take meeeeeeee!!! Take meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Yeahhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby cried as Mrs. Parker's wildly gyrating body and quivering channel milked another orgasm from him. He felt his fluids pumping into her as his loins went into spasm after spasm of joy.

Spent, the lovers lay in each other's arms for quite a while. Bobby felt wonderful and, judging from the way Mrs. Parker was acting, she felt pretty good, too.

"Bobby, you are a magnificent lover!" she told him, kissing him gently. "I had no idea..."

"Ah...thanks," Bobby replied, not sure what else to say.

Helen smiled gently. "You have a lot of natural talent," she said. A shudder went through her. "You made me feel better than anyone ever has," she told the boy, loving the way her comment made him blush. She hadn't slept around much, but none of the men she'd been with satisfied her as well as her young companion just had, not even Deacon Perkins, the best lover she'd known. Until now.

"You'll have to stop over more often," Helen said, sliding her hand lightly up and down his arm. "Don't you think?"

"Ah...yeah," Bobby said, grinning. "I guess I'll have to!"



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 05



Nicole Everett trailed her hands lightly over Bobby Draper's body and grabbed his already-hard cock. She heard his groan of delight. One hand insistently stroked the young man's throbbing organ while the other rolled his balls and teased his scrotum.

Nicole's gestures felt incredibly good to Bobby, who groaned with delight and arched his back, pushing his hips up off the bed.

"You like that, don't you, Bobby?" Nicole asked. She was on the bed, naked, kneeling at his hips. God! She enjoyed turning him on so much!

"I love the way your cock feels when it's hard," Nicole murmured, eyes glazed with lust. She gave Bobby's swollen member a gentle squeeze. "You know, I'm not sure how I survived before I had this!"

Nicole woke up horny that morning. Her husband came home late the night before and got in bed without touching her, not that she wanted him to. He smelled of booze and she also thought she smelled the faint odor of perfume on him. She didn't care. He was a jerk! She didn't need her husband as long as she had Bobby.

The minute the young man arrived the next morning to do some yard work, she hauled him off to her bedroom.

"Mrs. Everett..." Bobby groaned, his hips twisting and turning. "Godddd!!"

"You're such a good boy," Nicole purred. "You deserve a very special kiss." She bent and took his cock in her mouth.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby moaned. Ecstasy bubbled through him while Mrs. Everett did remarkably wonderful things to him with her lips and tongue. His fingers clawed the sheets as wave after wave of delight swept over him. Mrs. Everett was an incredible cock-sucker! The young man felt his insides begin to churn. He was going to come! "Ahhhhhhhhh!" he groaned, "Mrs. Everett...I...I'm gonna come! It...that feels too good!"

Nicole heard the young man's plaintive cry of warning but sucking his cock was such a wonderful experience, she decided to let him come in her mouth.

Bobby realized Mrs. Everett wasn't heeding his warning. If anything, her actions intensified. He struggled to maintain control, but the harder he tried, the less control he seemed to have! "Gahhhhhhhh!!!!!" he moaned. He couldn't wait any longer! Powerfully, he erupted into her mouth.

Nicole felt her young lover's cock twitch and realized he was going to come. Then he was spewing his hot, sticky cream into her mouth! A shudder raced through her and she experienced an orgasm of her own! She continued licking and sucking the young man until his cock began to soften. Only then did she let it slide from her mouth. Tingling with the sweetness of what she'd just experienced, her face slick with his come, she stretched out on the bed next to him and kissed him.

"What about you?" Bobby asked. "That was fantastic for me, but what about you?"

"I came, too, love," Nicole said softly. Although she and Bobby had been making love for some time, it still unsettled her that every time she was with him, she seemed to be totally out of control. On the other hand, it did make for some wonderful experiences. Like coming from sucking his cock.

"You did?" Bobby asked, surprised. He was learning more and more about sex every day. "I didn't know that could happen."

"I didn't either," Nicole said and kissed him again. "Making love with you is one wonderful new experience after another."

"It sure is!" Bobby agreed kissing her back. 

"You are an incredible young man," Nicole said and gave him a soft kiss. "I wish I'd met someone like you when I was your age. You're going to make some girl a fine husband."

Bobby blushed. They snuggled a little longer then Nicole got out of bed. "I really do things we need to do today," she said, slipping into her robe. "But because of you..." She grinned at Bobby, "I have to take another bath. I'm all sticky."

She started for the door, then stopped and turned. "I left some stuff out for lunch, if you want it."

"Thanks, Mrs. Everett," Bobby said. He was a little hungry, so he got up, dressed, went to the kitchen and ate.

While Bobby was eating, Nicole walked into the kitchen wearing a man-tailored pink blouse and slacks that clung lovingly to her long, lean legs and nicely formed bottom. She started to do something at the kitchen counter. The phone rang. She walked over and answered it. "Hello," she said, She paused, listening. "What's up?"

Bobby sat at the table, feeling a little uncomfortable. He couldn't hear what the person on the phone - he was pretty sure it was Mr. Everett - was saying, but judging from the look on her face, it wasn't good news.

"Of course it couldn't be avoided!" Nicole snapped. She listened, some more, her lips squeezed together in a straight line. "You haven't been home for more a couple of nights at a time in months! You do have a wife, or have you forgotten that?" She listened again, her face reddening in anger. "Why don't you move to Cleveland, then, if it's so damned important for you to be there all the time?" she snapped.

Bobby, uncomfortable about overhearing the conversation Mrs. Everett was having with her husband, got up, went outside, and raked leaves out of the flowerbeds for a while. He had finished and was walking toward the swimming pool with a broom, intending to sweep the walkway around the pool, when Mrs. Everett came out of the house and walked over to where Bobby was standing next to the swimming pool.

"I don't believe that man!" she said, her eyes flashing with anger. "He says he has to go to Cleveland again tonight. And he'll be gone for a week. Dammit, what's the matter with him, anyhow?"

Bobby listened. He wasn't sure why she stayed married to the man. As far as he could tell, Mr. Everett was a jerk. He'd heard his mother telling one of her friends that everyone in the neighborhood was positive Mr. Everett was having an affair.

"I don't need him," Nicole said finally, a look of determination on her face. "I've had it! The next time he comes home, I'm going to tell him he has to make a choice. Either he figures out a way to stay home more, or I'm going to get a divorce!"

Bobby stood there without saying anything. He felt uncomfortable discussing intimate details of her marriage with her.

Nicole looked at him, determination in her eyes. "I think it's about time I took a stand," she said. "He ignores me when he's home, which isn't often. It seems like all he wants is someone to wash his damn clothes cook, and keep his house cleaned up!"

"What are you going to do about money?" Bobby asked.

"By the time I'm done, I'll own him," Nicole said. She looked at Bobby and her eyes softened. "Heaven knows I haven't been a saint, but..." Her eyes clouded up and tears filled them.

Bobby dropped the broom and gathered Mrs. Everett into his arms. She laid her head in the crook of his neck.

"Bobby, do...do you think I'm wrong?" she asked, sniffling. That it was a little incongruous for her to be turning to a teenage boy she was having an affair with for advice about her marriage didn't occur to her. Bobby was there, he listened, and she desperately needed someone to listen to her.

Bobby hadn't a clue how to respond. How could he give advice about marriage? He shrugged. "You have to do what you have to do, I guess," he said. He wasn't sure what else to say.

"It's...it's a little scary to think about," Nicole said. She began to cry. "I...I haven't been alone in a long time. And...and I don't do well alone."

Bobby held her in his arms and held her as she cried. Tears soaked his T-shirt, but he didn't care. He didn't want Mrs. Everett to hurt.

When Nicole's tears finally abated, she leaned back in his arms and looked into his eyes. "I'm so glad you're here, Bobby. I don't know how I'd survive if you weren't in my life," she said softly. "You're so good for me."

"It's OK," Bobby said.

Nicole leaned forward and their lips met. The kiss began softly, but rapidly grew passionate. Her arms locked around the boy and her tongue lashed the inside of his mouth. Her hips surged forward, pressing against his middle, and began to rotate.

Bobby tightened his embrace and, as the kiss continued, he tugged her blouse out of her slacks and slid his hands up under it, onto her bare back. He was startled to find she wasn't wearing a bra.

Nicole groaned into Bobby's mouth and continued to thrust her pelvis against him, feeling his growing hard-on press against her.

Overwhelmed by lust, the couple tore at each other's clothes. All of a sudden, in the middle of the Everett's back yard, Bobby was sucking Mrs. Everett's nipples while she clutched him, groaning. Even though there was a high fence surrounding the yard, they still were in some danger of being discovered, but that was the farthest thing from their minds as they groped at each other's overheated bodies.

Bobby slid his hand inside Nicole's slacks, between her trembling legs and cupped her pussy. It was sopping wet with excitement.

"Ohhhh!!! Godddd!!! Bobby!!!!" Nicole groaned, wriggling her pelvis against his hand. "Godddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!!"

Bobby wanted her desperately, but wasn't sure what to do about that. He looked around and saw that behind them, next to the pool were some chairs and a couple of chaise lounges. He lifted Mrs. Everett, carried her to the nearest chaise lounge, and sat her down on it. She flopped back and he stripped off her slacks and panties, then moved between her legs and took her in his arms again. Once more their lips fused.

If Nicole had any reservations about making love next to the pool in broad daylight, she didn't voice them. Her hand sought and found Bobby's cock and she began caressing it, massaging the juices oozing from the tip into the shaft. Finally she released it and leaned back. "Take me, Bobby!! Now!!!" she cried. She was so turned on; so wild with need she didn't care where they were. She needed his hard cock in her, driving away her heartache!

Bobby plunged into her and felt shivers of joy race up his back. This was the wildest thing they'd ever done! Powerfully he slammed against Mrs. Everett, sliding her back and forth on the smooth vinyl surface of the chaise lounge.

Nicole was experiencing passion the equal of her lover's. She gloried in the exquisite feelings the swollen rod plunging into her evoked.

"Bobby!!! Oh, Goddddddddd!!! Yesssssss!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she whimpered, clutching his arms. She shuddered violently as an orgasm ripped through her. "Uhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Uuuuunnnnhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Oh, Jesussssssssss!!!" Bobby groaned as his seed gushed from him.

Spent by their powerful carnal union, the couple clung to each other while their bodies settled down.

"My God!" Nicole gasped, kissing Bobby's bare chest. "That was intense!"

"It sure was!" Bobby agreed breathlessly.

"This is incredible!" Nicole said softly. "God! I get near you and I go crazy!"

"I know," Bobby said, "it's the same for me." He was unnerved by the powerful forces of lust that had overwhelmed them, but he was worried, too. He liked having sex with all of his lovers. What if he would never be able to settle down with one girl? A tremor ran through him.

"Are you OK?" Nicole asked, "You're shaking."

"I...it's just that...what we did...was so...so wild, you know?" he replied. "I mean, it's a little scary, you know?"

Nicole kissed him softly. "We better get dressed before someone catches us."

They got up, put their clothes back on and started walking toward the house. Nicole took Bobby's hand as they walked. "I know some people might think what we're doing is wrong," she said, "Sometimes I'm ashamed of myself for what I've done to you."

Bobby squeezed her hand. "You're not doing anything to me I don't want to do," he said. "I love what we do."

They went in the house. "I know," Nicole said, "but...I still worry. We...we really shouldn't be doing this. You shouldn't be wasting time with an old woman like me."

Bobby pulled Mrs. Everett into his arms and kissed the tip of her nose. "You're not an old woman," he said. He squeezed her bottom tenderly. "I know that for a fact."

Nicole hugged him and kissed his chin. "You're so sweet! God! I wish I was your age, do I ever!" she said. She stepped out of his embrace. "But that's not the way it is, is it?"

"I guess not," Bobby said. "But I don't care. I'll be here for you as long as you need me."

Nicole gave him a wan smile. "I know you will," she said softly. "Maybe that's not as good as it sounds."

"We'll see," Bobby said. He looked at the clock. "I better get going. You going to be OK, Mrs. Everett?"

"I'll be fine," Nicole said. "I really will."

Bobby left. As he walked down the street, he mused about what Mrs. Everett had said. Should he be seeing girls his own age? He shrugged. He wasn't ready to give her up; or Mrs. Fargo; or Mrs. Parker, either.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 06



Amber Fargo sat in her living room, feeling a lot of guilt about the fact that she had slept with Bobby Draper, a boy the same age as her son, her son's best friend, in fact. But she was struggling with her feelings of guilt because Bobby was a wonderful lover. He had awakened feelings in Amber she never knew existed. And, as she sat there, recalling the hours of passion she'd shared with the young man, a shudder of delight raced through her. But then shame once more began to intrude on her thoughts.

"I know what Bobby and I did is wrong. I have to make sure it never, ever happens again," she thought. "I never should have let it start in the first place. After all, I am an adult. It was my responsibility to keep things from getting out of control. If Al ever finds out what I did with Bobby, what will he think? What will he do? I better put an end to this. I have to!"

She tried watching TV, but found it boring. She was tired, so she went upstairs, and took a shower. After she dried herself off she slid into a skimpy, silky teddy. She pulled down the bed covers and was about to sip into bed when the doorbell rang.

"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. Bobby Draper stood there smiling, his face flushed.

"Hi, Mrs. Fargo," he said. "I...I hope you don't mind that I stopped. I know it's late, but I was walking by on the way home from the mall and I saw your lights were on, so..." He shrugged.

"Um...no...uh...its all right," Amber stammered. "Come in, Bobby." She held the door open.

Bobby walked into the living room and took a seat on the sofa.

Amber closed the front door. Then she walked into the living room and sat down in a chair facing the young man, carefully pulling her robe over her legs. Her mind was awhirl with memories of what he and she had done, and those memories evoked strong emotions. She once more made sure her robe was tightly closed. The problem was, deep inside her, warmth had begun to glow, and she was very, very aware of it.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Fargo. I didn't realize you were getting ready for bed," Bobby said. "I...I probably shouldn't have stopped, but..."

"It's OK, Bobby," Amber said. "I'm happy to see you." She took a deep breath. Could she tell him she wanted to end their affair? She didn't want to hurt him. Or was that the real reason she felt hesitant to bring the subject up?

Bobby watched the Mrs. Fargo, saw that she was lost in thought, and wondered what she was thinking.

Memories of how wonderful the young man sitting across the room from her made her feel swirled through Amber's mind. "Amber, you have to stop thinking like that. You know what you have to do. He's here; it's as good a time as any to tell him. You ought to do it," she told herself sternly.

She looked across the room at Bobby and once again she felt her resolve to end their affair waver. She had an urge to go to him, take him in her arms and hug and kiss him. But she fought against that urge.

Bobby sat there, watching Mrs. Fargo, waiting for her to say what she obviously wanted to say.

Amber took a deep breath. "Bobby, I...I think we...I...we can't ever...do...what...what we...what we did the...the other day again," she stammered. She got up, walked to the large picture window that looked out on her back yard, and stared out into the darkness. She was unable to look at Bobby. When she did, her resolve weakened.

Bobby was surprised by her statement. "Are...are you sure, Mrs. Fargo?" he asked.

Keeping her back to him, Amber nodded. "Yes," she said. "I...I really do think it's for the best if we stop, don't you?"

Bobby got up, walked across the room, put his hand on Amber's shoulder and turned her so she was facing him. "No, I don't think it's for the best," he said, "and I don't think you really do, either. Do you really believe that?"

Amber gazed at Bobby and felt her heart racing. Their faces were inches apart; hers upturned, looking at him. Her hands lay on his hips. She remained silent at him for a few minutes, trying to find words to respond. "I...I..." she began.

"I don't believe you mean it," Bobby said. "I think you want to do it again, don't you?" He decided action, not words, were what was needed. He bent, covered her lips with his, slid his arms around her, and pulled her against him.

Longing swept away Amber's intentions when she felt Bobby's lips pressing against hers. He was right; she really didn't want to stop. She'd been crazy to think she did! Her arms slid around him, tightened, and squeezed him against her. Her lips parted and her tongue slid into his mouth, seeking and probing. It was met; delightfully; by his. Yearning began to take control.

"Yessss!!!" she thought as forbidden, wonderful feelings once again roared to life inside her.

Bobby's hands moved to the belt that held Mrs. Fargo's robe shut, loosed it, then he pushed the robe down off her shoulders.

Amber lowered her arms and let the robe whisper to the floor.

"You're so pretty, Mrs. Fargo!" Bobby said reverently. He cupped her breasts through the silken teddy.

"Please!" Amber begged, trembling, "Oh, Bobby, yesss!" When the lad's fingers brushed her erecting nipples, rapturous sensations rocked her and her legs went weak. "Ohhhh!!!" she moaned. She wanted him! She needed him! "Come on!" She took his hand and led him toward her bedroom.

Trembling with anticipation, Bobby went with the lovely woman.

Amber led him into her bedroom, to her bed, released his hand and laid down.

Bobby shed his clothes and joined her. He kissed her again and exultantly Amber kissed him back. His hand slid into her teddy, onto her breasts, electrifying her. Hands and lips worked on her breasts until she was quaking with need. His hand slid across her belly, delved between her quivering legs, and began gently exploring her rapidly moistening vagina.

"Ahhh!!!" Amber moaned. Her hips rocked upward and her body begged for more of Bobby's exciting caresses. His finger slid between the puffy, soft lips and more shock waves of longing ripped through her. "Don't make me wait! Oh, Bobby, please! I need you in me!" she cried. She was experiencing a degree of urgency she'd only known since she began her affair with the young man.

Bobby rolled between Mrs. Fargo's splayed legs, raised his hips, and grasped his erection. After guiding it to her opening, he thrust forward and felt it sink into her warm, snug entryway.

"Yesssss!!!!" Amber hissed as the young man's thick cudgel penetrated her. "That's it! That's what I want! Give it to me, Bobby!!! Give it all to me!"

As Bobby thrust deep into her, Amber gloried in the stretched, filled sensation the swollen invader induced in her lust-drenched body. His thrusts began, each notching her higher on the scale of passion. It felt sooo good!

"Take me! Oh, Bobby! Take me!" Amber groaned, pulling at his back, clutching his thrusting buttocks. "I need you!! Oh, darling, I need you so badly!!!"

Then, gloriously, an orgasm detonated inside her. "Bobby!!!!!! Oh, Bobby!!!!! Yessssss!!!!!" she wailed. "Oh...yesssss!!!!!! I'm...I'm there!!! Take...me!!!!!!!!!! Take meeeeee!!!!! Take...meeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! Pleeeeeeeze!!!! Oh...pleeeeze!!! Yesssssssss!!!!!!!!!!"

"Me, toooo!!! Unnnnnhhhhh!!! Me, toooo!!!!" Bobby groaned. He was in ecstasy, his hips banging a trip hammer beat against his partner, his penis exploding batch after batch of hot, creamy sauce into her. Their bodies toiled wildly as they shared the wonder of orgasm.

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

"I don't care if it's wrong. I can't give him up!" Amber thought, hugging Bobby fiercely. "I don't care what happens! He's the best thing that ever happened to me!"

She sat up, pulled her teddy over her head, and dropped it on the floor, then looked at Bobby. "Bobby, you are a fabulous lover!" she said, enjoying the way he blushed and the adoring way he gazed at her.

Bobby began caressing one of her breasts.

Amber shuddered and felt her nipples again begin to harden. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!!!" she groaned, "Oh, Bobby!!!! You're wonderful, you really are!!!!!"

She slid her hand across his chest, found his nipples, and teased them until they were straining points of hardened flesh, enjoying the young man's gasps of delight as she caressed him. She bent and took one of his rigid nipples in her mouth.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!" Bobby moaned.

"Like that?" Amber asked.

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

Amber resumed what she'd begun, her lips blazing a trail of fire over Bobby's body. He rolled flat on his back and, out of the corner of her eye, Amber saw his cock had begun to rise again. She grasped it, feeling the heat, the growing firmness, and the sticky remnants of their earlier joining.

Her kisses moved across his belly, through his kinky pubic hair, to the base of the distended pole. Kneeling next to his hips, she took the shaft in her mouth, clasped her lips around it, and began moving her head slowly, dragging her lips up and down the swollen wand that gave her so much pleasure. She loved the way it felt as her lips stole over the veined surface.

Bobby went wild as Mrs. Fargo's lips moved up and down his tender rod. He looked at her kneeling there, huge breasts pendulous, thick erect nipples pointing at the bed. He stroked her back, her lovely firm ass then her legs. He slid his hand lovingly over her soft, smooth skin while her lips slid tenderly up and down his throbbing shaft.

"I'm so close!" he gasped, his hips rocking, fucking his penis into Mrs. Fargo's suctioning mouth. "Oh, God, Mrs. Fargo, that feels so good!!! I'm so close!!!"

Reluctantly, Amber took her mouth off him, swung her leg over his body, then lowered herself on his mighty poker, which, as it slid into her, crammed her delightfully full. As her fluttering cavern caressed the boy's cock, she looked down at him, saw the look of ecstasy on his face, and was delighted. "You do like this, don't you, Bobby?" she asked.

"Oh, yesssss!!!!" Bobby moaned in reply. He arched his back, driving his swollen organ deeper into her.

Amber pressed down, overjoyed by the powerful sensations being delivered into her by Bobby's thick cock.

"God!" she exclaimed. "It feels like you're in me all the way up to my throat!" She pushed herself erect, her body at right angles to his, and began to rock her hips causing his erection to whip around inside her, creating delightful bedlam in her super-aroused body. 

"Ohhhh!!! Bobby!!!" she moaned, her hips moving faster and faster, her lovely breasts dancing, as her motions grew more frenzied. "This is lovely!! This...Ahhhhh!!! This is incredible!"

Bobby could barely stand it. The view of the lovely older woman riding him - her captivating face flushed with passion, her gorgeous breasts quivering - combined with the intense, delectable friction emanating from their joined sex organs and drove him rapidly toward his peak. Hot sauces bubbled inside him, raced through his penis, and blasted into her, flooding her, filling her to overflowing.

"I'm comminnnnggggggg!!!!!" Bobby cried. "Take it!!! Take it!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

When Bobby's molten juices flooded her insides, Amber could stand no more. "Come, darling! Come for me!" she urged ardently, "Come in me! Fill me! It feels so good! Oh...Ohhhhhh!!! Bobby!!!! Oh, Bobby!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Ahhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!! Yes-yes-yes-yes-yesssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Amber rode out another awesome orgasm, then remained sitting atop Bobby, enjoying the aftermath of pleasure. She felt Bobby's penis soften and 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 him and rolled on her side, facing him. "It's getting late," she said. "Won't your folks wonder where you are?"

"They aren't home," Bobby replied.

"Oh." Amber said.

"Ah...uh...do you want me to, you know, stay all night?" Bobby asked.

"I...ah...I, sure, why not?" Amber replied, giving him a kiss. She sat up. "I need to go to the bathroom, though. I'm a little thirsty, too. I'm not used to the kind of exercise we just had."

Bobby kissed her, then they got off the bed, and Amber headed for the bathroom. When she finished in the bathroom, Amber, still naked, walked out to the living room, picked up her robe, and slipped it on. "What am I doing?" she wondered as she walked toward the kitchen.

While Amber was in the bathroom, Bobby had gone to the kitchen to get a drink of water, too. The minute Amber walked in she was swept into his arms and their lips fused in a passionate kiss. His hands slid inside her robe, moving over her body, cupping her bare buttocks.

Amber felt something press against her soft belly as she clung to him. "My God!" she thought, "I don't believe it! He's ready to go again!"

Holding her, Bobby backed to one of the kitchen chairs and sat down, pulling her astride him.

"Bobby! What on earth are you doing?" Amber gasped. She found out when his torrid shaft slid into her. "Ohhhhh!!! Bobby!!! That feels so good!!! Yessss!" she groaned, passion flaring wildly in her. God! Would this ever stop? She hoped not!

Bobby began to drive into her and Amber was again astonished that the young man's cock had the ability to give her such exquisite pleasure.

"You...Unnnnhhhhh...you are incredible!" she groaned as she clutched his shoulders, riding him, hanging on as they bounced up and down on the creaking kitchen chair.

"Thank you," Bobby said. He captured one of her nipples with his lips and began nibbling it eagerly.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Amber moaned as elation ripped through her, "Sooooo goooodddd!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, Godd, Bobby!! Yesssss!!!"

Bobby rocked his hips, thrusting into her forcefully. His hands held her buttocks, jamming her against his spearing cock. His fervid movements, plus the delectable feelings his lips and tongue were giving her breasts, soon had Amber aflame with passion.

"I'm going to come!" she cried, startled by how fast she'd peaked, "Bobby!!! Bobby!!!! Oh, Bobby!!! I'm comming!!!! Baby, baby I'm commmminnnnnnggggggg!!!! More!!!! Oh, God!!!!! More!!!! Yesssss!!!! Yesssssss!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby groaned and again exploded into her.

They clutched each other desperately as passion spent itself. When Amber finally felt she had strength enough to move, she kissed Bobby then lifted herself off him. "Let's go back to bed," she said. Her legs were still a little weak and his juices seeped from her and trickled down her legs. She used to hate the messy part of lovemaking with her husband, but with Bobby, it added to her enjoyment.

Bobby rose and, arms around each other, they walked back to the bedroom and got back in bed. They moved into each other's arms, kissed deeply, then their hands again began exploring. Each of the lovers gazed into their partner's eyes with deep feeling.

"I've never been this satisfied," Amber told Bobby. "Never!"

"I'm glad," he said. "I want to be good for you."

"Oh, God, you wonderful man! You certainly are!" Amber gushed She took his face in her hands and kissed him. Then, realizing she was tired she said, "We ought to get some sleep."

Bobby didn't answer. He was already asleep.

Amber lay next to the young man, looking at him, trying to assess her situation, as sleep slowly overpowered her. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but her life had to include Bobby somehow. Now that she'd found what sex was like with him, she wasn't about to give him up.

At last, her arm wrapped around Bobby, her body snuggled against his, Amber slept.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 07



Bobby liked waking up in bed with Mrs. Fargo. Before they got out of bed, they made love again, but when they finished, she told him she had some appointments that morning, so he had to leave. Reluctantly, Bobby left the Fargo home, hoping he and Mrs. Fargo would have a chance to spend another night together soon.

When he got home he took a bath and changed, then he went back down to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator door and was reaching for the milk bottle when the phone rang. He closed the refrigerator door and picked up the phone. "Hello?" he said.

"Hello. Is this Bobby Draper?" a woman's voice asked.

"Ah...yes, it is," Bobby replied.

"Bobby," my name is Paulette Dennison," the woman said. "Nicole Everett said you sometimes help her with chores. I was wondering if you might have time to come over and help me with some things today?"

"Sure," Bobby replied. "I'm not doing anything this morning...all day, actually." He'd never met Mrs. Dennison, but he knew who she was. She and her husband, the first black couple on the block, lived three doors down from his house. Her husband - an emergency room doctor at University Medical Center Trauma Center - was well liked and the couple quickly integrated into the neighborhood.

Bobby had seen Mrs. Dennison working in her yard and knew she was attractive and slim with a closely cropped tightly curled black hair.

"When do you want me to come over?" he asked.

"That's up to you. Any time you have free is fine," Mrs. Dennison replied. "I'll be home all day."

"I'll be over in a little while," Bobby told her. "As soon as I finish breakfast."

"That will be fine, Bobby," Mrs. Dennison said.

Bobby ate a quick breakfast then he walked down the street to the Dennison house.

Mrs. Dennison greeted Bobby at the door wearing a pair of form-fitting jeans that set off her finely shaped legs and bottom nicely. The way her breasts moved under the wide-necked, multi-colored T-shirt she had on told Bobby that she was braless.

"The boxes I need help with are in there in the office," Mrs. Dennison said, gesturing toward a doorway. "I really do appreciate your coming over on such short notice, Bobby."

"Ah...OK, sure," Bobby replied. He wondered what Mrs. Dennison looked like naked. He'd never seen a black woman naked. His cock started to harden. "Damn!" he thought. "I gotta learn to calm down. Not every adult woman I meet wants me to get in their pants."

"Good, come on," Mrs. Dennison said, and started walking toward the next room. "The sooner we get started, the sooner we'll be done."

Bobby followed, watching the woman carefully as she walked in front of him. "She's got a great ass!" he mused.

"I need to get all these books put away," Paulette told the young man when they arrived in a room with walls lined with empty shelves. "My husband decided he needed a medical library here at home," she explained. "Unfortunately, I'm the one who gets stuck setting it up. Start with that box there. Those books go on the first shelf."

"OK," Bobby said. He began stacking the books where Mrs. Dennison indicated. He couldn't help but ogle the lovely black woman as he worked.

At one point, when Mrs. Dennison bent down to pick up some books, her T-shirt sagged away from her chest and Bobby got an eyeful. He learned that her breasts, although small, were really nice! Then, it happened again. He began timing his bending and stacking so he was in position to look down Mrs. Dennison's shirt whenever she bent over.

It wasn't long before Bobby's T-shirt was soaked with sweat. He kept shifting position. His jeans were getting tight.

Eventually, Paulette noticed that the young man seemed to be looking in her direction a lot as they worked. She thought he was cute and was delighted he found her attractive. As they continued stacking the books, she finally realized he was looking down her shirt when she bent over.

At one point, when they were both bent over, she caught Bobby's eyes with hers. When the young man blushed Paulette knew her suspicions were confirmed. "Bobby!" she said softly, holding the young man's eyes with hers, "What are you doing?"

Embarrassed that Mrs. Dennison had caught him looking down her shirt, Bobby straightened up and stepped back, eyes wide, his face getting hot. "Aw, ah,nothing, Mrs. Dennison," he stammered.

Paulette straightened up, too. "You were looking down my shirt, weren't you, Bobby?" she asked softly.

Bobby stared at the floor and nodded stiffly.

"Did...did you like what you saw?" Paulette asked. The minute she said it, she was sorry she'd asked. Something was happening to her and she wasn't sure what it was. Why had she asked him that particular question, anyhow?

Bobby nodded.

"Thank you," Paulette said. She moved closer to the trembling boy. "You're all sweaty, Bobby. Is it too warm in here for you?"

The panic Bobby was feeling changed to confusion. Mrs. Dennison didn't sound angry. In fact... He didn't move away when she moved closer to him.

"Why don't you take your shirt off?" Paulette murmured. Without waiting for Bobby to respond, she tugged his shirt out of his jeans and pulled it over his head.

Bobby couldn't believe it! Mrs. Dennison really was coming on to him! She'd just taken his shirt off!

Paulette, not sure what was going on in her mind, ran her hands over the boy's smooth chest after she had his shirt off. It felt nice. He was so warm. "You have a nice body," she whispered. "Has anyone ever told you that?"

"Uh...no...no, ma'am," Bobby replied.

Paulette's hand continued to move. "Come on, I bet your girlfriends tell you that all the time, don't they?" she asked.

"I...I don't know..." Bobby replied softly, shrugging.

Her dark hand slid over his pale skin. "Do you have a steady girlfriend?" she asked.

"No...ah, no ma'am," Bobby stammered. "I don't have time!" he thought.

"I can't believe a good-looking boy like you doesn't have a steady girl!" Paulette whispered.

Both of Mrs. Dennison's hands were moving over Bobby ever so lightly, making him tremble. He swallowed hard. "Ah, well, I, you know, I kinda..."

"You probably couldn't see too much when you were looking down my shirt," Paulette continued, her voice husky. She took a deep breath and let it out with a soft sigh. "Would you like it if I took my shirt off? You could see my breasts much better that way, couldn't you?"

Bobby stared at her and nodded slowly. He was having trouble breathing and talking was next to impossible.

"All right, I'll take my shirt off, but I think I'd like to get you naked first," Paulette said. Her hands went to the waist of his jeans, undid them then peeled them down. His swollen cock tented his jockey shorts.

Paulette licked her lips as she studied the young man's bulging groin. "My goodness, Bobby!!! That looks like it could be uncomfortable!" she exclaimed. "Is it uncomfortable?" She touched the bulge lightly.

Bobby jolted. He felt as if he'd been given an electric shock. "Mrs. Dennison!" he croaked, "We...we shouldn't be...be doing this!"

"Why not, Bobby, don't you like it?" Paulette asked. She grasped his cock through his shorts.

"Yeahhhhh!!!" he replied, "But...Agggghhhh!!!...what if...if Dr. Dennison comes home?"

"He won't," Paulette said. "He just left for work a half-hour ago and he's working a twelve-hour shift. His twelve-hour shifts almost always last eighteen hours, anyhow." She slid her hand into his shorts, grasped him, and began stroking him. "He's a very busy man. Too busy to have time for me." Sweat made the boy's body shiny. "Do you really want me to stop, Bobby?" she whispered. "It certainly doesn't feel like that's what you want."

Bobby shook his head. "No, ma'am!"

Paulette tugged his jockey shorts down, exposing his swollen organ to her avid gaze. "Oh, my!" she whispered.

Bobby shuddered when Mrs. Dennison's long, slim fingers wrapped around his tumescent shaft.

"Bobby, you look good enough to eat!" Paulette exclaimed. She saw Bobby's eyes grow wider and heard his breath catch. "Would you like that?"

Bobby gulped, took a deep breath, and nodded.

A big leather sofa sat along one wall of the room. Paulette guided Bobby to it and had him sit down. She knelt in front of him, bent her head and encircled the teenager's straining shaft with her dusky lips.

Bobby watched his pale shaft disappear slowly between Mrs. Dennison's ebony lips and groaned with pleasure. God! Every place he went lately he got his cock sucked!

"Mrs. Dennison!" he wailed, "You're gonna make me come!"

Paulette stopped what she was doing and looked up at him, her eyes bright. "Go ahead, Bobby," she told him, "I want to taste you." Her mouth returned to devouring the young man's twitching penis. Her hands held his dangling, swollen balls, rolling them gently.

After a few seconds, a pained look contorted Bobby's face and his hips began rocking. "Oh!!! Ohh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby moaned. He was coming. He couldn't believe it. "Mrs. Dennison, Oh, Godddd!!!!"

Paulette suckled Bobby's cock until the young man lay limp on the sofa. Then she sat back on her heels and let his semi-hard penis slide from between her shiny lips. She stood up, peeled off her T-shirt, slipped out of her jeans and she stood there, allowing the wide-eyed boy to stare at her smooth, sable skin.

"Do you like the way I look when I'm naked, Bobby?" she asked, dropping onto the sofa next to him.

Bobby continued gawking at her. "Yes, ma'am!" he gasped. She was gorgeous! Her skin was very black, and glazed with perspiration. Her breasts were small, conical, and looked very firm. Dark, rigid nipples extended from the tips. Her middle was covered by a lush mat of tightly curled black hair.

"Would you like to touch me?" Paulette murmured.

Bobby nodded, but didn't move.

Paulette took his hand and placed it on her breast. "Go ahead, touch it, feel it," she murmured. She shuddered when the young man's hand made contact with her. "Oh, Bobby! Your hand is nice! It's so soft, and warm, too!"

Bobby moved his hand over Mrs. Dennison's ebony flesh, cupping, touching, exploring. He could see the heat growing in her eyes and heard her soft murmurs of delight as his touch became more and more audacious.

"Oh, Bobby!" Paulette cooed. "You're making me feel so good! I love the way you touch me! You're so gentle!"

"You're so beautiful, Mrs. Dennison!" Bobby exclaimed, awed. He moved his face forward and began suckling one of the rigid black nipples that jutted from her maroon aureolas.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, Bobby, yesssssss!!!!" Paulette moaned when his lips began working on her nipple. Her hands clasped his head.

"Will...will you eat me, Bobby?" Paulette asked. "I'd love it if you ate me!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Bobby replied, electrified by her invitation. He slipped off the sofa, knelt between her lean, lovely legs and, tentatively, began exploring her sopping vagina with his finger.

"Oh, Bobby!!! Bobby!!!" Paulette cried, her hips bucking. "That's it!!! That's wonderful! That feels so good!"

Bobby covered her vagina with his mouth and felt Paulette's finely-formed ebony body shake. She pulled at her breasts and her head rolled from side to side when he began lashing her pussy with his tongue.

"Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! That's it, Bobby!! That's it!!!" she babbled as the young man's lips and tongue tortured her with delight. Her legs shook, then rose, locking around Bobby's head as he continued working her over with his tongue.

"Oh, God!!! You're sucking my clit!!! Yessssss!!! Yessss!!!" Paulette cried as he nuzzled her special love spot. Her body writhed and jolted.

Bobby, startled by the fervency of Mrs. Dennison's response, clutched her ass, hanging on for dear life.

"Damn!!! Oh, damn, that feels good, Bobby!!!" Paulette moaned. "Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! You eat pussy so good!!! So gooooddddd!!!"

Paulette had been excited before Bobby's oral onslaught commenced. He was eating her expertly, driving her wilder and wilder. Her body gleamed with sweat brought out by the exertions passion generated.

"Comming!!! Oh, God!!! I'm comming!! Bobby, I'm comming on your mouth!!!!" Paulette shrieked, "Don't stop!!! Eat me!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Mrs. Dennison's hips jerked up and down, crushing her pussy against Bobby's mouth. When her orgasm passed her movements slowed and her legs slid from his shoulders.

"My Lord, Bobby!" Paulette exclaimed. "That was incredible!"

"You really liked it?" he asked.

"I loved it," Paulette replied. "It was wonderful."

Bobby stood up, his shaft, once more erect, jutting proudly in front of him.

Paulette grasped the stiff pole. "My goodness!" she whispered, "I guess we really should do something about this, shouldn't we?" She lay back and, holding his cock, pulled him down on top of her. "Put it in me, Bobby!" she urged. "I want you in me!"

Bobby carefully guided the swollen head of his cock between Paulette's swollen lips then pressed forward. The pole vanished into her lean body. "That feels so good!" he exclaimed.

"It certainly does!" Paulette replied. Her hips began revolving and thrusting.

Bobby's hips moved up and down, driving his spear into the dark-skinned woman. The muscles in his ass clenched and unclenched as he fucked her. "Gonna come!!!" he groaned. His hips were a blur of motion. The force of his fucking caused Paulette's body to shake. "Oh, God!! I'm...Ahhhhhhh!!!! I'm commmminnnnnnngggggg!!!!"

"Yesssssss!!!! Yessssssss!!!! Yesssssss!!!!" Paulette cried in reply, "Oh, God, Bobby, you're making me come,too!!! Yessssssss!!! Yessssssssss!!!!! Yesssssssssssssss!!!! Yesssssssssssssss!!!!" Her nubile body shook uncontrollably as orgasm rushed through it once again.

Their lust sated, they lay on the sofa until their systems returned to something near normal.

"Was that good for you?" Paulette asked the young man.

Bobby nodded actively. "It was incredible!" he replied.

"It was wonderful for me, too, Bobby," she told him. "You are an incredible lover."

Bobby felt himself blush. Then his face got serious. "What if Dr. Dennison finds out what we've done?"

"This will just have to remain our little secret, won't it?" Paulette said. She kissed him, then turned and reached for her T-shirt. It was beyond her reach, and she had to get onto her knees to reach it.

The sight of Mrs. Dennison's lovely ass and vagina right before his face had a surprising effect on Bobby; his cock sprang to life. Since it was hard again, he figured he might as well do something with it. He didn't think she would mind. Without saying anything, he got to his knees, moved behind her and plunged his cock into her from the rear.

Paulette was taken completely by surprise. "Bobby!!!" she cried, startled, but delighted, "What...what are you...Ohhhhh!!...doing?"

"I'm making love to you again," Bobby replied, moving his hips, jabbing his cock into her. He clasped her breasts, massaging them.

"Ohhh, Bobby!!! That's so nice!!!" Paulette crooned, pressing back against his thrusts. He was so inventive! She was so glad she'd asked him to come over!

"Making love with you is fantastic!" Bobby murmured, jabbing into her.

"It...is, isn't ittttt??!!!" Paulette replied. Once more she knew the delight of being invaded by his swollen rod. If her husband didn't have time to keep her satisfied, Bobby would be a very satisfying fill-in!

"Bobby!!!! Bobby!!!!! Bobby!!!!" Paulette cried, her body jolting and shaking as he drove into it, "Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I don't believe this! You're doing it to me again!!!! I'm there!!! I'm commmminnnnggg!!!! I'm commmmmiinnnnnnngggggg!!!! I'm commmmmmiinnnnnnngggggg!!!!"

"Yahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby replied. He shuddered, spewing his seed into the lovely dusky woman once again. "Oh, yeahhhhh!!!!!!"

They collapsed on a heap on the sofa. After a few minutes, Bobby once more began kissing Paulette and his hands started exploring her sleek body.

Paulette sat up. "Not here," she said. Gracefully, she rose to her feet, took Bobby's hand, and pulled him to his feet. "Come on," she said. She lead him toward the bedroom she shared with her husband. This time she'd have him in bed!

Before long, Paulette lay on her bed with Bobby between her splayed legs once again. His mouth was clamped on her spasming vagina, and he was punishing her wonderfully with his lips, tongue, and fingers. She squirmed, quaked, and cried out in ecstasy.

"Eat meeeeeee!!!! Oh, God!!! Yessssss!!!! Eat meeeeeee!!!!" she mewled, "Yesssssssss!!!!" Her shapely legs squeezed the young man's head as her muscles convulsed from the delights his mouth was giving her.

Bobby plunged his tongue into Mrs. Dennison, licking and sucking her. He savored the sweet-tart taste of her and reveled in the frantic movements of her slim, sable body as he spurred her to higher and higher planes of passion.

Blissful fireworks exploded behind Paulette's tightly closed eyes and she clutched frantically at her breasts, mauling the rigid tips. Then, suddenly, overwhelming delight rushed through her.

"C-C-C-C-Commmmminnnnngggggggg!!!!! Gaaaaaddddddddd!!! I'm commmmmmminnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" she cried. Her hips arched off the bed, mashing her vagina tighter against her lover's seeking lips and tongue. "Oh, Jesus!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Bobby!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Bobby abandoned his oral caresses, grasped his revitalized cock, and plunged it into Mrs. Dennison's quivering body.

"Yesssssss!!! Oh, yessssss!!!! Take meeeeeee!!!!" Paulette moaned as the young man's swollen pole invaded her, filling her, exciting her anew! He was insatiable! She should have invited him over long before this!

Bobby slid his cock in and out slowly, watching the reaction of his lover's delicious ebony body as passion again spread through her. Her nipples, fine and succulent, jutted proudly from her swollen breasts, which jiggled slightly as he thrust into her.

"So good!!! Oh, that feels so good!" Paulette purred, feeling every inch of the young man's staff as it glided in and out of her passion-filled body. She loved this! He'd fucked her three times! Three times! Young boys were wonderful!

Bobby lowered himself onto her and covered her mouth with his. Her tongue slid between his lips and caressed his, and even more fire and excitement shot through him. Her hips rose off the bed, meeting his thrusts, sending new thrills coursing through him. He slid a hand between them, grasped one of her breasts, and began rolling the sensitive nipple between his fingers.

Paulette groaned and felt sparks of passion fly. She couldn't believe she was going to come again! She never knew it was possible to come this much!

"Gonna come!!! Oh, Bobby!!! I'm gonna come!!!" Paulette cried, joy erupting in her. When she cried out, her lover began to move more urgently. His hard, fleshy piston moved faster and faster in her clutching, rippling sleeve, and then all thought was wiped from her mind by exploding delight.

"Yessssssssssss!!!! Again!!! Oh, God!!! Again, Bobby!!!! I'm comming!!!!! I'm commmmiiinnnnnnngggg again!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she shrieked with ecstasy as Bobby's invading member again drove her into a swirling, flashing world of total bliss.

"Unnnhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby groaned, his insides writhing. He spewed more hot fluids into his lover's sucking, seeking cavern. Their bodies labored, seeking, straining, drawing every bit of sensation possible from their pleasurable coupling.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 08



Bobby walked up the sidewalk towards Helen Parker's house very slowly. He was feeling a little nervous. He was supposed to have gone to her house the day before, but the "chores" Mrs. Dennison wanted his help with wound up taking most of the day.

When he finally did get home, he was so exhausted he plopped down in a chair in the living room and fell asleep. When he woke up, he knew Mrs. Parker would be angry that he hadn't showed up, but it was so late, he didn't dare call her. He knew she was probably upset with him, but he thought he better go over and see her and try to apologize.

He stood outside the Parker house, looking at the door, wondering how Mrs. Parker would react when she saw him. He took a deep breath. Sooner or later, he had to face her, so he might as well get it over with, no matter what happened.

He didn't bother to knock. He opened the door and entered the kitchen. Mrs. Parker was at the kitchen counter, her back to him. She had on a white pullover shirt and jeans that showed just what a nice bottom she had. Bobby wondered why he'd never noticed how sexy she was before.

"Good morning," Bobby said.

"Good morning," Helen replied without looking at him. Her tone was sharp.

"I..." Bobby said.

"I'm busy, Bobby," she snapped, cutting him off.

Bobby wasn't sure what to do. He could turn around and leave and let her stew, but he didn't want her angry with him. She might not let him have sex with her again and he didn't want that to happen.

"You...you could have at least called and told me you weren't coming over yesterday," Helen said. "It...it was rude not to at least call."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Parker," Bobby said. "I really am. You're right; I should have called. It's just that, you know, I had some things to do and they took a lot longer than I expected, and..." He didn't dare tell her any more. It wouldn't help him make up with her if she found out that he'd stood her up because he was enjoying a day of sexual ecstasy with someone else.

"I waited for you..." Helen said, with some pain in her voice. "I...I was really looking forward to...to having you over."

"I really am sorry," Bobby said. "I mean that." He walked across the kitchen and laid his hand on her shoulder.

Helen tried to pull away from him. Unfortunately, she didn't have much room to move - the counter was in front of her and Bobby was behind her - so even after her attempt to avoid his touch, they were still very near each other.

Helen wanted to be angry with him. She had been looking forward to making love with the young man again and when he didn't show up, she was left both horny and irritated.

Unfortunately, as much as she wanted to be angry and to let him know that, her body was betraying her. She was still horny and Bobby's nearness and the touch of his hand on her shoulder had her simmering! She didn't want to give in to him. Not now; not after he stood her up like he did, but...

Bobby decided that, despite Mrs. Parker's anger, he could bring her around. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. She didn't resist, but the stiff way she held herself let him know she still wasn't happy.

"If you think you can make up for standing me up, you're mistaken," Helen said firmly. She shuddered as delight ran through her and hoped he hadn't noticed.

Bobby, encouraged by the fact she wasn't trying to get out of his embrace, pressed on. His cock was starting to stiffen, in part because she was a very sexy lady, but also because her anger turned him on. He kissed her neck and licked her ear.

Helen leaned her head away. "Don't think you can get to me that easily, young man," she said. "What...what you did wasn't very nice." She didn't move out of his embrace. She couldn't. She wanted to feel him against her, to feel his hands on her, doing things to her... She shook her head, trying to clear it.

"You mean if I do this, you won't like it?" Bobby asked. He cupped her breasts and felt her huge nipples pressing against his palms. She wasn't wearing a bra! His cock grew rigid and he pressed the stiffening organ against her soft buttocks. At the same time he kissed and nibbled her ear and neck under her soft black hair.

"B-Bobby..." Helen stammered. She squirmed, putting even more pressure on his cock. All that did was make the fleshy tube press against her harder. "I...I'm really...really...angry...with...you." She did nothing to get out of his grasp. She didn't want to. Her anger was fading, changing to need - the overpowering need she felt every time he touched her! While the young man's fingers caressed her stiffening nipples, which were poking out against her blouse, Helen's anger fled and her body began to fill with undeniable need.

Bobby felt Mrs. Parker sagging against him. Her buttocks kept pressing against him, moving rhythmically against his stiffening cock. "You aren't still mad, are you?" he whispered, thrusting his tongue into her ear, continuing his gentle massage of her breasts and nipples. "You don't want me to stop, do you?"

Helen's hands covered Bobby's, pressing them tighter against her breasts. "I...I should make you stop," she murmured. She couldn't resist him. "What...what you did...yesterday...it...it wasn't nice at all."

"You like it when I do this, don't you?" Bobby whispered. "You like it a lot."

"God!" Helen groaned, her bottom pressing against him even harder. "You make me crazy!"

Bobby stopped massaging Mrs. Parker's breasts long enough to pull the blouse over her head. She lifted her arms to make it easier for him to do it. Then he slid his hands onto her bare belly and she moaned with delight. He felt a tremor go through her. He was turning her on!

Helen was experiencing powerful craving for the young man. His hands were setting her on fire! Every time he touched her felt better than the time before!

Once more Bobby cupped Mrs. Parker's breasts and began squeezing them gently, rubbing her nipples. Her hands moved onto his and she continued pressing against him. She wanted him! She wasn't angry with him any more!

"Touch my breasts, Bobby!" Helen purred.

Bobby did, letting the rigid buds press into his palms as he softly, gently, rotated them against her swollen mounds.

Helen groaned and her legs began trembling. "I...I can't resist you," she murmured. "The minute you touch me I feel all funny inside. I...I can't stay angry with you, not for a minute!"

"I'm glad," Bobby whispered. He slid one hand down and undid the clasp at the waist of her jeans.

"We ought...to...to go...let's go...in the...the bed...room," Helen stammered, her body quaking visibly.

"Not yet," Bobby replied softly. He slid his hand under the loosened waistband of her jeans, down under her panties, and through the lush pubic forest between her legs. His fingers encountered wetness. She was as turned on as he was.

Helen's hips shot forward, pressing her pulsing vagina against her nephew's hand. She groaned. "Yes!! Touch me!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Touch me!!!" she crooned, her hips gyrating as Bobby's fingers slid over her soaking pussy, exploring her, titillating her. Her hand slid between them and she gripped his cock. "Yes!!!! Oh, yessss!!!"

Bobby was having trouble standing, as was Helen. Passion had robbed them of strength. Holding her against him, he backed toward a kitchen chair. As they moved, Bobby slid her jeans down and she stepped out of them.

"We... should go...to the...the bedroom," Helen murmured, then she shuddered when Bobby took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began stroking it.

Bobby couldn't wait that long. He undid his pants with his free hand and pushed them down then he sat down on the chair, turned Mrs. Parker around, and pulled her onto his lap, her legs straddling his. His rigid cock strained against the damp panel of her panties seeking entry to her warm, tight opening.

"Oh, God, Bobby! We shouldn't be doing this!" Helen murmured, arms around his neck, kissing him, "Not...not here! What...what if someone comes to the door?"

"Nobody's going to come," Bobby croaked as he pushed her panties aside and thrust his cock into her. "Except you...and me!"

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" Helen groaned. Her hips began moving as the young man's cock forced it's way into her. "Goddddd!!! Oh, Bobby!!! You make me feel so good!!!"

Powerful feelings surged between them. Their overheated bodies strained, making the chair rock, as lust took over. Bobby clutched Helen's ass and she clung to his neck as his cock continued it's delicious invasion of her body, lashing her insides, driving her ever wilder.

"Now!!! Nowwwwww!!!!" Helen shrieked after a few minutes of frantic movement, "Take me nowwwww!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!!!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Her body spasmed violently and her arms locked around him.

"Yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby cried, exploding, hosing her insides with his torrid fluids.

Their need sated, they remained on the chair, their bodies still joined. "Do you have any idea how much I needed that?" Helen asked breathlessly.

"I'd guess about as much as I did," Bobby replied, then kissed her gently.

"I'm still upset," she said. "About yesterday. You...you could have called."

"I know," Bobby replied, "I'm sorry."

"I...I guess it's OK," Helen said. A look of dismay formed on her face. "Look at me," she said, "I'm acting...no, I was...jealous!"

Bobby's cock had softened and slid from her and the remnants of their joining dripped onto the floor under them.

"You're my best friend's son!" Helen exclaimed. She stood up and stepped back. "I...I have no right to be jealous of you. What...what we're...what we've been doing, it's...it's wrong...so...so wrong." She turned and ran from the room.

Bobby hadn't expected her to react this way. He followed her into her bedroom, picking up their clothing as he went. When he got to her room, he found Mrs. Parker lying on the bed, sobbing. He walked over and sat down on the bed. "It's all right," he said, rubbing her back.

"No...no...it...it isn't," Helen sobbed. "I...I...molested...you."

"You didn't molest me. You didn't make me do anything I didn't want to do," Bobby replied. He didn't understand why she was acting like this. "I don't see anything wrong with what we're doing."

"It's not right!" she groaned. "If...if anyone finds out..."

"I'm not going to tell anyone," Bobby said.

Helen rolled over on her back and looked at him. Her hand rose and caressed his face. "I know you won't," she said. She took a deep breath. "I'm putting entirely too much on you."

Her comments confused Bobby. "I don't know what you mean," he said. "You aren't putting anything on me."

Helen shook her head. "Yes I am," she said, "I...I'm expecting you to take the place of the man in my life, and that isn't fair..." She sniffled a little. "It...it isn't right for me to expect you to...ah...take care of me."

"I...I don't mind," Bobby protested. "What we have together, it's fantastic!"

"I know it is," Helen said softly, "That's what makes this so hard. You're more man than anyone I've ever known. But I can't keep doing this! We can't!"

Bobby was stunned. He didn't want his affair with her to stop. It wasn't that he didn't have enough sex; it was just that making love with her was really special. "Look," he said, "Why don't we just let things go the way they are for now?"

"We...we can't," Helen said. "I...I don't want to stop, either, but..."

"Look, if either of us finds someone we want to settle down with," Bobby said, feeling desperate, "things would be different, then. But until that happens..." He shrugged.

Helen sighed. "I...I suppose..." she said wistfully.

Bobby laid atop her and kissed her. "How can anything that feels as good as what we have be wrong?" he asked after the kiss ended.

Helen smiled at him and stroked his face softly. She was getting turned on again! Maybe what they were doing was wrong, but she couldn't help herself! He touched her and she came alive!

Bobby felt the stirrings of need reassert themselves in his body as he stroked Mrs. Parker's back. Her skin rippled as his hand slid over it.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Helen moaned into his chest, "That feels so nice!"

"Then I guess I'm doing it right," he said.

She pulled back and smiled at him. "I'm all sticky, I need to take a bath before we do anything else." She got off the bed and walked toward the bathroom.

Bobby lay on the bed, thinking about what Mrs. Parker looked like in the shower. The images that formed in his mind were quite erotic. He got up and, his erecting penis pointing in the direction he was going, headed to the bathroom. He could hear the shower and knew Helen hadn't heard him enter. Steam from the shower filled the bathroom, but through the frosted glass of the tub enclosure, he saw the vague shape of her body as she moved, washing herself.

He pushed the door open slowly and there she was, droplets of water, jewel-like, glistening on her skin. Her eyes were closed as she let the hot spray pelt down on her. She turned, opened her eyes, and jumped when she saw him.

"B...Bobby, you startled me," she said.

"I wondered if you needed help with your bath," Bobby said.

"Oh...I..." Helen hesitated for a second then she smiled. "Why not? Everything else we've done has been fun."

Bobby stepped into the steamy shower, took the washcloth from her hand, lathered it thoroughly, and began washing her. She giggled with delight as he ran the lathery cloth over her.

"Nobody's washed me since I was a little girl," Helen gurgled, "It feels wonderful!"

"You sure as heck aren't a little girl any more," Bobby told her.

Helen's giggles evolved into soft moans of delight when he began lathering her breasts. Her nipples grew rigid, sticking out through the foamy suds surrounding them. As delightful as washing her breasts was, there was more - much more - Bobby wanted to do. He slid the cloth over her belly and between her legs.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Helen cooed, parting her legs to make access easier for his hand.

Soon she was shaking and grabbing at Bobby's arms for support as he thoroughly lathered her vagina. She was breathing hard, her luscious chest rising and falling.

"If...if you...keep...keep doing that," she panted, "I'm going to come!"

"Isn't that what we're here for?" Bobby asked, persisting with the caresses that were driving his lovely companion wild.

"Mmmmmmm!!!!" Helen murmured. Her hips began to rock in reaction to his caressing hand.

The washcloth needed more lather, so Bobby re-soaped it. While he did, Helen started to slide her hands over her body. "Wash me more, Bobby!" she said, her voice sultry, "I want you to wash me more!"

An idea popped into Bobby's head. He let the soap squirt out of his hand. It fell to the floor of the tub, behind Mrs. Parker. "Darn," he said, "I dropped the soap."

"I'll get it." Helen turned and bent to pick up the soap. Her unthinking action served to present her marvelous wet, glistening ass to Bobby.

The young man quickly took his erect cock in his hand and slid it between Mrs. Parker's finely formed buttocks and into her lathery cavern.

"Ohhhh, Bobby!!!" Helen gasped, delightfully surprised by her nephew's action. "Bobby! What...are you doing? Oh, God!!! I don't care!!! That feels wonderful!!!"

While hot water pelted them, Bobby grasped her hips and began thrusting into her. She put her hands on the shower wall, braced herself, and shoved her bottom back at him.

"This is...Ohhhhh!!!...incredible!!!" Helen groaned, "I...I never thought about...Ohhhhh!!!...making love like this!! Don't stop!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Please don't stop!!!"

She didn't have to worry. There was no way Bobby could have stopped! Deep in his loins, an orgasm was building, tightening his insides like a spring waiting to uncoil in a burst of pleasure.

"I...I...Oh, God!!! I'm going to come!!!!" Helen crooned, her body jolting. Her moans reached a peak and her body began jolting as an intense orgasm swept over her. "Yeeeeeesssssss!!! Yesssssssssss!!! Yesssssssssss!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhh!!! Annnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she screamed as she came.

Powerful spasms inside Bobby's body exploded his juices into her. He hung on to her and his legs went rubbery as ecstasy washed over him in unstoppable waves.

After their peaks passed, Bobby and Helen clung to each other until strength returned to their legs. Then they completed their bath, toweled off and returned to bed.

"Oh, Bobby! You are full of surprises, aren't you?" Helen whispered, snuggling against him, burying her head in the crook of his neck. She kissed his ear then licked the spot she'd kissed. "Oh, yeesss..." she murmured; her voice drifted off, as if she were sleepy.

Bobby was tired, too. Before he realized it, he dozed off.

Bobby was dreaming that someone was giving him an incredibly good blowjob. He awoke to find that somebody, in fact, was. He watched his erect cock disappear and reappear as Helen's head moved up and down. Shockwave after shockwave of delight raced through his body. His hips began moving, answering Helen's oral caresses.

While Helen sucked him, her hands slid lightly up and down his legs, adding to the excitement he was experiencing. He knew if he let her continue, he'd soon fill her mouth with his hot, sticky fluids and wasn't sure she wanted that.

Bobby began stroking Helen's back and she twisted around to look at him, her eyes wild. She never stopped what she was doing with her mouth.

"I'm really close! I'm going to come!" he warned, his voice strained.

He thought she'd stop, but she didn't. If anything, she increased her wondrous sucking, her hand moving to his balls, massaging them, adding more sensations to the wild ones about to overwhelm him.

"I...I can't hold it any more!" he moaned, "I...I can't hold it!!!" He exploded, his penis pulsing, his fluids gushing like water out of a fire hose into his aunt's mouth.

Helen took her mouth from him, but continued to milk his cock and massage the erupting sticky juices into it.

The sensations Bobby felt were so fantastic, so intense, they verged on pain. Helen kept it up until he was limp in her hand, then she looked at him, smiling, traces of his sticky white goo on her chin.

"Did...did you like that?" she asked softly.

Unable to talk, Bobby nodded. He couldn't believe how many blowjobs he'd had already this summer! And they were all incredible!

Bobby lifted his arms and she came into them, her body sliding atop his. She kissed him and he could taste himself. They lay like that, holding each other, until their strength returned.

When he had calmed down, Bobby's hands again began moving over Helen's smooth, warm body, and he heard her begin to purr with delight.

"Can a person die of too much sex?" she asked.

"Want to try and find out?" Bobby replied.

Helen giggled. "I'm willing to try and find out if you are," she said.

As Bobby's exploration of her physique became more intense, Helen writhed with delight. He captured a turgid nipple between his lips, sucked it hard, and Helen cried out, her back arching. Her hands went to his ears and pulled him tighter against her.

His hands kept moving over her, delving into the cleft between her legs, feeling the wetness of lust in her crinkly black pubic hair. Her hips rocked upward, seeking his touch, and he didn't disappoint her. His fingers parted the slick, silken lips of her labia and drove inside, making her moan even louder.

Helen began fucking herself against Bobby's fingers while his lips moved from one huge, swollen nipple to the other.

Bobby moved so his lips could trace a path down over Helen's belly, then he paused and lavished a lot of attention on her navel, bringing squeals of delight from her. Her hips continued thrusting against his invading fingers.




Unbelievable Summer Ch. 08



"Yes!!! Oh, Yes!!!" Helen hissed through clenched teeth as her body began quaking with approaching orgasm.

Bobby kissed through her lush pubic thatch, found the swollen bud of her clit, and sucked it into his mouth. 

"Yes!!!!! Yessss!!!! Yessssssssssssss!!!!" Helen wailed. Her shrieks of delight reached a crescendo, her thighs clasped his hand, and her hips gyrated in wild circles and humped up and down on the bed.

At last Helen's cries of ecstasy waned and she collapsed on the bed. It was Bobby's turn to have a face smeared with come, and to slide up a warm body and embrace a person spent from delight.

Helen turned in the young man's arms, facing him, her breasts pressing against his chest. She smiled weakly. "Oh, God!!" she exulted, "If that's what you have to do to die from sex, let's do it some more!"

"I intend to," Bobby said. He kissed her and their tongues began to duel again. The time it took to pleasure her had revitalized him. He felt familiar stirrings deep inside him.

Helen began kissing his chest, her soft lips moving over his nipples, stiffening them. She sucked his nipples like he had sucked hers moments before, and her soft hands explored his body. They slid over his ass cheeks making them tighten with involuntary spasms.

"You like that, my darling?" she asked.

"Uh-huh!" Bobby replied ardently.

His cock had risen again and was pressing against Helen's belly. She rolled atop him. "You're insatiable, aren't you?" she groaned. She began moving her hips. Her wet opening caressed the shaft of his cock, exciting her. "I need you again! Oh, God, do I ever!" she gasped. She reached between them and urged his cock into her.

Once again, Bobby knew the warm caress of her snug channel on his swollen rod. He groaned softly and shoved his hips upward.

Helen began moving. "Oh, God!!!" she cooed, "I love this!!! I love it so much!!!"

Faster and faster Helen's hips moved, making Bobby's cock whip around inside her, stirring her deeply. A flush spread over her body as her moans grew in intensity and pitch. Her body began trembling. "Yes, Bobby!!! Yes!!! Yessssss!!! Yesssssss!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!! Oh, yessssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!"

Once more Helen and Bobby shared the glories of mutual orgasm, his body shooting more hot sticky cream into her, filling her to overflowing. Their mixed fluids trickled out of her and ran down the crack of Bobby's ass.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Helen murmured happily as they lay in a warm embrace after they finished. "That was so wonderful!!!"

"It sure was!" Bobby agreed. He had to answer the call of nature, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. He finished, returned to the bedroom and laid back down on the bed. 

Helen, wearing a big smile on her face, reached for his cock. With shaking hands, she caressed it, then took it in her mouth and began an unbelievable sucking with her lips, her tongue lashing his cock as it entered her oral cavity. She began milking his swollen balls and Bobby knew it wouldn't be long before he came.

It wasn't. With wrenching spasms that were almost painful, Bobby erupted into her warm, clutching mouth, groaning loudly as passion overwhelmed him. He held her head in his hands as he fucked her mouth.

Afterward, Helen came into his arms, pushing him onto his back. Once more, their hands began exploring and, although Bobby was sure he had reached his limit for sex, he found himself growing hard yet again.

"Get on your knees," Bobby told Helen as lust rose to fever pitch between them once more.

Helen did as he asked, presenting her rounded bottom to him. He got on his knees behind her and moved close, his cock slapping her buttocks. He guided the tip to the cleft between the finely shaped globes of flesh and rubbed it through her swampy opening.


"Put it in me, Bobby!!! I want it in me again!!!" Helen begged.

Grasping her hips, Bobby drove into her, burying his cock deep in her superb body.

"Yes!!! Yes!!! Oh, Yesssss!!!" Helen hissed. "It feels so good! You're fantastic!!!!" She rocked back against Bobby and his thighs smacked her lovely buttocks as he rammed into her. As they worked out their passion, he could see their reflection in the mirror over the dresser. It was as if he were watching an adult movie he was participating in. Mrs. Parker's dangling breasts jumped and wriggled, her hair flew wildly and her body shook from the force of his thrusts.

"Oh, Jesus!!!!" Helen exclaimed, "I'm going to come again!!!"

Bobby leaned forward and caught her dangling breasts in his hands, feeling the rigid nipples press against his palms. He squeezed them and his lover's body began to jolt. Her moans turned into wails and once again she exploded violently into orgasm.

"Bobby!!!!! Yesssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!! Oh, yesssssssssssssssss!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!" Helen groaned, exploding once more.

The tension in Bobby's middle uncoiled and, with an incredibly sweet rush, his fluids coursed into her. Her moans grew still louder.

"I...I think I'm...I'm fucked out," Helen said languidly as they lay in each other's arms after finishing.

"Me, too," Bobby agreed, tightening his arms around Helen, pulling her closer.

At some point, they dozed off.

Bobby awakened a little later to find Helen snuggled against him, her back to him her black hair a tangled mass. She stirred softly in her sleep and her buttocks moved against him. That did more than wake the young man up. His penis began swelling against her bottom squeezing into the fissure between them.

Bobby reached over Helen, cupped a breast, squeezed it softly, and massaged the nipple into rigid life. As he did that, the motions of his lover's hips grew more urgent. Before long, Helen was purring with delight and her buttocks were moving, caressing his erect cock, which continued to grow harder as her body moved insistently against it.

"This is wonderful," she murmured. "I wish I could wake up like this all the time."

"You'd get spoiled," Bobby said, continuing to caress her, "It might not be as exciting if it happened every day."

"Maybe," Helen said wistfully, "but a girl is entitled to some fantasies, isn't she?"

Bobby tugged her leg back over his, exposing her vagina to his touch. His hand slid down her belly, through her lush forest of pubic hair, onto her engorged clit. The movement of her hips increased in intensity and juices of excitement began oozing from her. The tip of his cock protruded between her legs. Bobby grasped it, and rubbed it against her slit. She groaned and begged him to put it in her, so he did, once more feeling a thrill as her tight, wet, opening grasped his invading cock.

"I've never done it like this!" Helen murmured as their bodies began the motions of passion, sending thrills shooting through both of them. Bobby continued mauling her breasts as he fucked her, and her passion quickly built to the bursting point. He kept driving into her, alternating between massaging her breasts and teasing her clit.

Without warning, Helen exploded, uttering loud wails of pleasure, her hands flailing, looking for something to grab, as orgasm shook her. "God!!! Oh, God!!!" she cried, "Nowwwwwwwwww, Bobby!!! Oh, yes, nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!"

Groaning, Bobby joined her, pumping his fluids into her again.

At last Helen went limp. Bobby's cock slid out of her, but remained trapped between the cum-smeared cheeks of her ass.

"You...you have to go home, don't you?" she asked.

Bobby kissed her neck under her hair. "Afraid so," he said. "My folks are coming home late tonight. If I'm not there, they'll probably think I've been kidnapped or something. Either that or they'll be upset and ground me. We wouldn't want that, would we?"


"Certainly not. When are we going to do this again?" Helen asked.

"Any time you want," Bobby replied. "As often as you want."

Helen turned in his arms and buried her face against his chest. He stroked her hair and smooth back.

"This has been a wonderful day," she murmured.

"It sure has," he agreed.

They got up, showered, and dressed. Helen walked to the door with Bobby, they kissed fondly then he was out the door, headed down the sidewalk.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 09



After breakfast the following Saturday morning, Bobby got in his jeep, backed out of the driveway, and headed for the Fargo home. His folks were away for the weekend, visiting friends at the seashore. He stayed home because Mrs. Fargo called and asked him to come over today.

As he drove down the street, his heart was pounding and his chest felt tight. If things were as wild this time as they were been the last time...Bobby felt his cock begin to stiffen as he enjoyed memories of his last wild, lascivious afternoon and evening with Mrs. Fargo. She was still the only one of his lovers with whom he'd spent the night and, since his folks were away, he hoped he would have a chance to do that again.

Amber, who didn't expect Bobby to arrive for a while, was going upstairs, intending to take a shower and get dressed. Today was a special day. Her son, Al, had recently gotten engaged and he and his fiancé were taking her to dinner that evening to celebrate their engagement. The couple had gone to shop for wedding items and invited Amber to come along, but she declined.

Amber, knowing she had the day free, had invited Bobby Draper over. She walked into her bedroom thinking about Bobby. Although she knew she shouldn't be allowing their affair to keep going, she couldn't wait to see him again. The last time he was there they...a shudder of delight raced through her as she remembered.

She went to the bathroom and began running water in the tub. A long, hot soak would feel nice. She'd have time to relax before Bobby got there. Someone was knocking at the door. She shut the water off and listened. The sound of knocking continued.

"Now who is that?" Amber wondered. She didn't expect Bobby to arrive for a while yet, and the last thing she wanted was someone showing up and spoiling the day she had planned. She slipped on a robe, went into her bedroom and opened the window. "Who's there?" she called.

Bobby heard Mrs. Fargo's voice, stepped off the porch, and looked up. "Ah, Mrs. Fargo, it's me, Bobby," he said.

Amber was thrilled that the young man had come over so early. "I'll be right down, Bobby," she said. "Come in."

Bobby walked into the house and stood in the kitchen, waiting for Mrs. Fargo to come downstairs.

Amber considered dressing, but decided her robe would be adequate. "After all," she thought, giggling softly, "I'll probably be taking it off before long." She walked into the kitchen where Bobby stood, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to the other.

"You came over a lot earlier than I expected, Bobby," Amber said, moving closer to him.

"Uh...well..." Bobby felt his face getting hot. 

Amber laughed. "Oh, Bobby!" she exclaimed and was surprised that he blushed. She moved closer to him and put her arms around him.

Bobby was delighted to be in her embrace. His arms went around the older woman and he felt himself - and her - tremble. His erection was growing larger every second.

Amber felt the young man's swelling cock pressing against her belly and was thrilled. Flames of lust crackled inside her and, as he trembled in her arms she, too, began to shake. This was what she wanted! This was what she needed! It might be wrong, but she was going to enjoy it as long as she could! She leaned back in Bobby's arms and looked at his face. It was bright red, and he seemed unable to breathe.

Bobby plastered his mouth against Mrs. Fargo's. When he did, he felt as if he'd been sucked into a tornado, so wild were the feelings that coursed through his body.

Amber, too, experienced exultation. Trembling violently, she moaned joyfully into the young man's mouth. Her tongue lashed his, and, tentatively, his tongue met hers.

"Come with me, Bobby," Amber said after their kiss ended. She took the young man's hand and led him toward the stairs.

Bobby followed her, his legs not working properly, his chest heaving, his mind in turmoil, as Mrs. Fargo led him up the stairs to her bedroom.

Amber's emotions were in turmoil. Wanton feelings swept through her like a hurricane and she couldn't wait to act on them. Inside the bedroom, she dropped Bobby's hand, turned so she was facing him, untied the sash, opened her robe then let it fall from her shoulders. She saw the gasping young man gaping at her lush body with wide, feverish eyes and her heart pounded even harder.

Amber moved close to Bobby, knelt, unzipped his pants, reached inside, and brought out his rigid cock. She heard him groan and noted his shaking legs. She sank to her knees in front of him and hungrily began licking and sucking his swollen shaft.

Bobby felt as if he were going to explode! Mrs. Fargo was sucking his cock! If she kept up what she was doing, he was going to...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Mrs. Fargo!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I-I-I-I-I can't stop myself!!! Oh, God!!!!" he groaned. Powerful spasms let loose inside him and he erupted powerfully.

Bobby's sudden explosion caught Amber by surprise. She wasn't a very experienced lover and didn't expect him to come so soon. When his come started coursing into her mouth, she took his spitting cock out and felt his warm fluids splattering on her face and breasts. Then overwhelming need took over and she avidly took the throbbing, jerking wand back into her mouth and gulped down the precious fluids spewing from it. This wasn't so bad. In fact, this was wonderful! Wildly, she continued to suck Bobby's cock, enjoying every sensational explosion of spend. She wasn't worried that she was making him come. She knew they would do more - much more - and it would be wonderful!

Afterward, Bobby and Amber, nude, lay on her bed. Bobby touched one of Mrs. Fargo's full breasts tenderly. It was so warm, so silky! His fingers slid over the swollen orb, and he heard the woman moan softly.

"Yes!!!" Amber murmured. "Touch my breasts, Bobby! Play with them! Kiss them!" Exultation swept over her like a tidal wave. Sex with Bobby was such a wonderful, unbelievably exciting experience! She groaned and her body arched as the young man's hand slid over a straining, nerve-packed tip of one breast. Yes!!!

Bobby continued exploring Mrs. Fargo's full body, observing the effect his caresses were having on the lovely older woman with delight. She kept begging him to touch her and was moaning and shaking. He was benefiting from the effect of his erotic quest as well. His cock once again grew hard.

"Oh, Bobby!" Amber cooed breathlessly, "You make me feel so wonderful! I love the way you touch me! Ohhhhhhh!!!!" It felt as if he was touching her everywhere, setting her nerves on edge, thrilling her, making her tingle with excitement from head to foot! "Don't stop!! Ohhhhhh, Bobby!!! You're so gentle!! Don't ever stop!!!"

Bobby spent a long time fondling and stroking Mrs. Fargo's breasts. He was mesmerized by her nipples. They were so hard, so big, and felt so good against his hands! He sucked one rigid, straining, tip between his lips.

Amber moaned passionately, her body arched, and her hands pressed against his head.

"Gahhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Yes!!!" she murmured. "Oh, Lover, Lover, Lover!!! Yes!!! Yes!!! Kiss them!!! Oh, yessssss!!!! Kiss my breasts!!!! Suck my nipples!!!!" Her breasts had always been sensitive - she got so turned on when Bobby paid attention to them. Exhilaration coursed through her as Bobby continued to suckle her. She gloried in the wild sensations the young man's lips and roaming hands evoked, and felt herself being drawn inexorably into a whirlpool of bliss.

Bobby felt Amber stiffen, heard her gasp, then she began to moan, her body thrashing, her hands clutching his head in desperation.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! I'm coming!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Don't stop!!! Don't stop!!! I'm comming!!!!!" she cried. Release came unexpectedly to the luscious woman while her teen-age lover suckled her breasts. She was startled by the sudden orgasm she experienced.

Bobby, too, was surprised when Mrs. Fargo began coming as he suckled her nipples. He couldn't believe how many women came like that! He continued sucking and stroking the magnificent, quivering spheres and she continued to moan and writhe. 

Bobby tendered careful attention to the gorgeous body of his friend's mother. He was a good lover; he was giving her pleasure! His cock grew harder and began to throb. He could hardly wait to put it in her!

Amber wasn't sure she'd ever stop coming! Bobby's lips were so insistent, the sensations they caused so intense, she couldn't stop coming and didn't want to! As the young man continued exploring and caressing her, Amber once more began to ascend to higher planes of delight.

Bobby shifted position on the bed, and as he did, his erect cock slid along Amber's leg. She shuddered. God! He was hard again! She urged him on top of her and felt the wonderful pressure of his body atop hers. "Make love to me, Bobby!" she urged, "I want you in me!"

Bobby, shaking with anticipation, let his lover guide him atop her, knowing they both wanted the same thing.

Amber felt Bobby's rigid pole pressing against her belly and slid her hand between them and grasped the engorged shaft. She swept the flared head of his swollen cock between her juice-soaked, pulsing labia and held it there. "Now, Bobby! Take me!" she urged. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby shoved his erection all the way into her and his forceful entry brought a groan of delight from Amber. "This is how making love should be!" she thought as the young man's hard cock plunged deep into her. "God, I wish I'd known how wonderful this could be years ago!"

Bobby felt as if he were on fire. Every inch of him was aflame and, as he sank into Mrs. Fargo, he almost fainted from the wild, intense sensations he felt! Unable to keep still, he began driving into her, his hips pounding against hers, his cock spearing deep into her. God! He was going to come again! He couldn't stop! It felt too good!

Amber, too, was responding quickly. The fervor with which the young man was fucking her, the powerful thrusts of his hips, had her so aroused she couldn't control herself, couldn't slow her headlong rush toward release. She wanted to come! She needed to come! She...she was...

"Bobby!!! Oh, God!!! Bobby!!! I'm coming!!! Oh, Bobby!!! I'm comming!!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Yessssssssssss!!! Oh, yessssssssssss!!!!" she screamed, clutching him, her hips bucking against him.

"Unnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby groaned when his semen boiled up and spewed into Mrs. Fargo. He stiffened and pressed his hips against her bucking, straining body, riding out their shared joy.

When the intense contractions in his loins finally ceased, he lowered himself onto her and kissed her. He felt her arms wrap around his neck, and her tongue dueled with his.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!! Oh, God, Bobby!! That was so wonderful!!!" Amber babbled. "Never!!! Never!!! Never felt anything like that!!! Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!!"

Bobby rolled off and laid, spent, on the bed next to her.

Amber rolled on her side, put her arm around him, and kissed him softly on the cheek. "You are such a marvelous lover, Bobby," she said, and was delighted that he blushed.

Amber wasn't ready to quit. Not yet! She pulled the young man against her and covered his mouth with hers. After the kiss ended, she began kissing her way down his body.

Bobby thought they were finished, but learned he was wrong when Mrs. Fargo began kissing him all over his body then began sucking his cock again. His organ expanded and grew rapidly, filling her mouth, roaring back to throbbing life.

Amber finally let the swollen wand slide from her mouth. "From the back," she said, getting on her knees. "Take me from the back!"

Bobby took one look at the delightfully formed body of his lover, her succulent breasts hanging, tips straining toward the bed, then he moved behind her. He plowed into her like a roaring bull.

"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Amber groaned in response to Bobby's his gratifying invasion. She couldn't get enough of him! "I...ahhhhh...I hope Al and Lisa don't come home from shopping early," she thought, trembling, as Bobby's cock plunged into her at a feverish pace. She'd lost count of the orgasms she'd had; they blended into one long joyous, whirl of ecstasy. And it was happening again! Her passion spiraled upward as her young lover, his hips slapping her thighs, rammed his huge cock into her. His hands squeezed her dangling, jellied breasts, making her crazier and crazier with need!

"Bobby!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!!" Amber moaned, "Yessss!!! Oh, lover, yesssssss!!!"

Muscles straining, Bobby lunged into her, feeling her body shake, glorying in the clasp of her tight channel on his hard cock. He heard her moaning with delight, felt her body quivering, and continued plunging into her. He'd come so much he wasn't sure he'd be able to come again! But his cock was hard and felt as if it would stay that way forever!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Bobby!!!!! Bobby!!!!! Bobby!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I'm comming!!!! I'm comming!!!! Agggggainnnnnn!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Amber cried, her body once more exploding into paroxysms of bliss.

Bobby loved it! He felt Mrs. Fargo's vagina clasping at his cock and she sank to the bed, weak from coming. Still, his cudgel plowed into her, his hips a blur of frantic motion.

"Oh!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!!" Soft moans were forced from Amber by her lover's powerful thrusts. Wasn't he ever going to stop? If he kept on like this, she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to walk again!

Bobby persisted, sensing the growing tension deep in his body. He was going to come again! He continued, a human pile driver, pounding joy into his lover.

Amber didn't think she could stand much more! Bobby was fucking her so hard he was driving her head against the headboard of the bed. She couldn't understand how he could keep going this long. If he kept it up, she was liable to...

"Oh, God!!!! Oh, God!!!! Oh, God!!!!" Bobby screamed as he erupted, his pleasure exquisite, almost painful. "Oh, God!!! Oh, Goddddddddddd!!!"

"Eeeeeeeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yesssssssss!!! Agggggggggainnnnnnnnn!!! Oh, God!!! Agggggggggainnnnnnnnn!!!" Amber shrieked. When her lover's hot juices hosed her insides another spectacular orgasm was triggered.

"Bobby, I'm sorry, Al will be home soon," Amber told her exhausted young lover after they finished. "He's taking me out to dinner to celebrate his engagement. You better go." She kissed him. "I wish you didn't have to. I'd love it if you could stay all night again."

Bobby pulled her to him and their lips joined in a deep, heated kiss. "That's OK," he told her when the kiss ended, "I understand."

He watched Mrs. Fargo get off the bed and stand there, her ripe, firm body displayed for him.

Amber bent over, picked up her robe, and slipped into it, acutely aware of her young lover's admiring gaze. She looked at Bobby and smiled, then she left the room, walked down the hall to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and took off her robe. She turned and jumped, startled to see Bobby standing in the doorway, still nude, smiling.

"What time are you going out?" he asked softly.

"Ah..." Amber replied. "Around eight or so. I have to get a bath, though, and get ready."

"Go ahead," Bobby said. His eyes moved over her body. 

Amber shivered as the young man's eyes caressed her. It was amazing. He could make her tingle just by looking at her!

"You're really beautiful, you know that?" Bobby said softly. He moved slowly across the room.

"Ah...Bobby..." Amber stammered. She felt herself getting aroused again. Would it never stop? She hoped not! "Uh...my...um...bath..." Bobby's arms slid around her and he pulled her naked body against his. "My God!" she thought when she felt his again-erect cock trying to slide between her legs. "He's hard again!"

Bobby's lips covered hers and his tongue thrust into her mouth.

Amber felt him pulling her to the floor. "Ohhhh!!! I guess I have time!" she thought as hunger took over. Then she was lying on the cool tile floor, Bobby was atop her, his erection was plunging into her, and she was racing toward release. "Now!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Now!!! Now!!! Yes!!! Yesssss!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!" she cried, writhing ecstatically as his plunging cock triggered another furious explosion of joy. "Too good!!! Oh, God, too good!!! Don't stop!!! Don't ever stop!!! I'm comming!!!! I'm comming!! I'mmmmmmmm comming!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Me, too!!! Me, tooooooo!!!!" Bobby groaned, exploding into her.

When his cock finally began to soften and she felt it slide from her, Amber slid out from under Bobby and got to her feet. "I...Oh, God, Bobby, that was wonderful! But I really do have to get a bath," she panted.

"Is it OK if I watch?" Bobby asked.

"What if Al comes in and finds us...like this?" Amber asked. As much as she enjoyed what she and Bobby shared, she wasn't ready to let her son know what she was doing.

"I hadn't thought about that," Bobby admitted. He had an idea. "Look, there's something I have to do. I'll see you later."

"OK," Amber said. Bobby kissed her and she watched the young man leave the bathroom, then she stepped into the shower. She'd just gotten out and was drying off when he reappeared in the bathroom doorway. "Why did he come back?" she wondered but was delighted that he had.

"God, you're beautiful!" he breathed.

Amber felt her face get hot. "Bobby, you...you keep saying that," she stammered.

"That's because it's true," he replied sincerely and sat on the toilet watching her as she went about getting ready for her night out.

Amber felt uncomfortable under his avid gaze, but loved it just the same. It felt good to have someone adore her so openly and unabashedly.

Amber and Bobby returned to her bedroom after she finished in the bathroom. She wasn't sure what she should wear. She put on a dress her son had surprised her with. "It's...it's awfully daring," she thought, examining herself in the mirror.

Equally daring was the fact that Bobby was standing in the doorway of the big walk-in closet in her bedroom, where he'd hidden after Al and his fiancé arrived to pick Amber up. The knowledge the young man was there, watching her, had Amber on edge.

"Mom, it looks neat," her son said from the bedroom doorway.

Amber looked at herself in the mirror again. Al and his fiancé were waiting for her; she ought to get going. She took one last look at herself then turned to her son. "I...I'm ready, I guess."

"I don't know about you, Mom," Al said and shook his head. He turned and started down the hall.

The minute Al was out of the room, Bobby stuck his head out of the closet. "You look really gorgeous in that dress," he whispered.

Amber felt herself flushing. "Bobby!" she exclaimed. 

"Mom!" Al called, "I thought you were ready!"

"I'm coming!" Amber responded. Before she could move, Bobby came of the closet, took her in his arms, and kissed her.

"Ah...I'll see you in a little while," Amber said when the kiss ended. She turned and headed downstairs.

After Amber left, Bobby prowled around her bedroom, enjoying being among her most private things. He looked through her dresser drawers and the second drawer he opened had her underthings in. Even though he felt a little guilty about it, he found himself getting turned on.

Dinner went well. Amber liked the girl who would soon be her daughter. Her son clearly loved Lisa, and she seemed just as infatuated with him.

"Al's really grown up," Amber thought as she gazed at her son. Despite the fact that she was having a good time, she couldn't get her mind off the fact that Bobby was waiting for her at home.

"You OK, Mom?" Al asked. "You seem a little distracted tonight."




Unbelievable Summer Ch. 09



"Ah...I...I was just thinking what a lovely couple you and Lisa make," Amber replied, feeling her face get hot.

They finished the meal, talked some more, and, at last, it was time to head home. Al pulled into the driveway and Amber got out of the car.

"I'll see you two later," Amber said. She walked toward her house, her heart pounding.

Bobby heard the car pull in the driveway, and carefully peered out of Mrs. Fargo's bedroom window. He saw her get out and start toward the house. He also saw that Al and his fiancé leave. He had an impulsive thought. Grinning, he stripped off his clothes then, completely nude, he started downstairs to meet surprise his lover.

Amber entered her house, and headed directly for the bedroom where she knew Bobby was waiting. When she reached the foot of the stairs she stopped and gaped at the grinning naked young man standing on the stairs above her.

"Bobby!" she exclaimed, "What if Al and Lisa had come in for coffee?"

"I watched from the window," Bobby replied, walking down the stairs toward her. "I saw them leave." When he reached her, he took her in his arms and kissed her soundly.

"Oh, God!" Amber thought as she was staggered by wonderful sensations. "This is the way I've always wanted things to be!" She loved having his warm young body pressing against hers.

When the kiss ended, Bobby stepped back and began opening the row of buttons up the front of Amber's dress. In seconds she was clad in only bra and panties, her new dress a pool of cloth on the stairs at her feet. He pulled her into his arms once more.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Amber moaned when her bare flesh met his. Bobby's hands clutched her full bottom and tugged her closer. He lifted her off her feet and began moving down the stairs.

"Bobby, what are you doing?" Amber murmured.

Bobby carried her into the living room and set her back on her feet. He stripped off her undergarments and got her to lie down on the sofa. He'd decided on the sofa because it was closer and he didn't want to wait any longer than necessary to make love. He laid atop her and felt her legs go around his hips. All of a sudden, his swollen cock was sinking into a warm, wet opening. He was in her! As if by magic!

"Oh, God!!! Bobby!!!" Amber exclaimed as the young man's cock thrust into her. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!! Yessssss!!!! Take me!!! Oh, yessssss!!! Ahhhhhhh!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!!" Her hands snatched at him, yanking him against her.

It seemed like only seconds before bright lights started flashing in Amber's mind. "I'm comming!!!" she announced passionately. "Oh, God, Bobby!!! Yessssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!!" Mind-blowing sensations of joy swept over her.

"Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Me, tooooooo!!!!" Bobby wailed, discharging copious amounts of hot cream into her.

When they finished, Bobby kissed his older lover. "I...I'm sorry," he said, "I...I couldn't wait. You...you looked so pretty and all. I've been thinking about you ever since you left..."

Amber silenced him with a soft kiss. "You don't have to apologize," she said. "It was wonderful!" She kissed him again. "It was wonderful!"

"Let's go to bed," Bobby said. He got up, pulled Amber to her feet and started for the stairs. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 10



Bobby's summer got more interesting the next Saturday when Lana Michaels arrived for her a visit. Lana was the daughter of Bobby's mother's college roommate. She was a couple years older than Bobby and was spending three weeks with Bobby's family so she could attend a summer computer program being offered at Jamestown High School.

Bobby had known Lana most of his life, but he didn't know her very well. She lived near Seattle in the Pacific Northwest, across the country from where Bobby lived. Occasionally his family would visit hers or her family would spend a few days visiting the Drapers, but he and Lana had never gotten beyond the point of being a little more than acquaintances.

The morning after Lana arrived, Bobby walked into the kitchen and found her sitting at the breakfast table.

Lana looked up at him and gave him a nervous smile. "Hi, Bobby," she said softly.

"Hi, Lana," Bobby replied. "She could be pretty if she wanted to," he thought. Lana wore glasses, and had her light brown hair pulled back in a tight French twist. She wasn't wearing any makeup, but her skin was smooth. He couldn't tell what her body was like because she was wearing a loose denim jumper over a pale yellow T-shirt. "I wonder why she doesn't want to look prettier," Bobby wondered as he sat down to wait while his mother finished making breakfast. He picked up his glass of orange juice and drank it.

He looked across the table at Lana whose pale blue eyes caught his for just a second, then flashed away. Her face reddened a little and she started staring at the empty plate lying on the table in front of her.

Bobby's thoughts drifted to the way his summer had been going so far. It was unbelievable, actually. He'd hoped that he might be able to find a steady girlfriend and if he was really lucky maybe get laid. Now, less than two weeks since school ended - with no idea how it happened - he was involved in torrid affairs with several adult women.

"What are you kids going to do today?" Bobby's mother asked cheerily. She set a platter of scrambled eggs on the table and sat down.

"My classes start at ten o'clock," Lana said. "And they run all day."

"What are you doing today Bobby?" his mother asked.

 "I'm meeting some of my friends downtown," Bobby replied.

"OK," his mom said.

After breakfast, Lana left for her computer classes and Bobby headed downtown to meet his friends and hang out. "I probably won't be back until late," he told his mother when he left. "I'll get lunch and dinner somewhere."

"You sure?" his mother sounded a bit concerned. Of course she always acted as if he were in imminent danger of starving.

"Don't worry, Mom," Bobby said, "I won't starve."

He got in the jeep and drove to the mall, met some of his friends, and hung around for the rest of the day. They talked about girls a lot. Bobby's friends bragged about all the hot times they'd had with girls, but Bobby knew his buddies too well. He knew they were stretching the truth considerably, trying to out-do each other with their tales.

"What about you, Bob?" his friend Joe asked. "You score yet this summer?"

"Nah," Bobby replied. "I've been to busy working."

"Jeez, Bob," his friend Eddie said, "I thought you said you were gonna get laid this summer or else."

Bobby couldn't keep himself from smiling. If they only knew! "The summer isn't over yet," he said. He wasn't sure why he didn't share his adventures with his friends. If the guys knew what he'd been doing, they'd either be blown away, or they wouldn't believe him. But something told him that keeping his exploits to himself was the best thing to do. Finally, approaching terminal boredom, they went to a movie. Bobby called his mother and reminded her he wouldn't be home until late.

After the movie, Bobby and his friends had a soda and some ice cream. He drove his pals home and went home himself. He parked the jeep next to the garage, got out, and started across the yard toward the house. As he moved across the yard, he noticed the light was on in the bedroom Lana was using.

"She's probably working on homework," Bobby thought. He had a hard time comprehending why anyone would want to go to school during vacation. Not exactly sure why he was doing it, he walked across the lawn, carefully positioned himself next to the house, and looked in Lana's bedroom window.

What he saw shocked him and after the way the summer had been going, it took a lot to do that. Lana wasn't studying at all. She was lying on her bed. And she was totally nude! Bobby gulped. She had a fantastic body! He knew what he was doing was wrong, maybe even perverted, but he couldn't tear himself away from the window.

Lana didn't seem concerned about being naked in a well-lit room with the blinds open. Since her room faced the back yard, she probably thought nobody could see her so there was no reason to worry.

Lana's hair was loose and Bobby could see it was long enough to reach below her shoulders. Her body was slim and her breasts were medium-sized and firm, with pert little pink nipples jutting out from rosy circles at the peaks. He watched as Lana examined herself. Her hands lifted her breasts then she rubbed her thumbs across her nipples. Her mouth opened a little and a visible shudder went through her.

"God!" Bobby thought, his heart thudding, his cock hardening. "Is...is she going to play with herself?"

Lana slid her hands up and down over her body, moaning softly, obviously enjoying what she was doing to herself. She lifted her legs and caressed them, her hands gliding from her pretty feet along her well-formed calves onto her firm thighs. Her expression became more and more feral as she did. She was turning herself on! Bobby couldn't believe it!

Lana resumed caressing her breasts, teasing the nipples until they stood up like proud little fingers. Bobby swallowed hard and shifted position to make more room for the swollen shaft in his pants.

Lana spread her legs. From where Bobby stood, he could look right between them. He could see her vagina. It sported a soft mat of light brown hair.

Lana slid her hands down over her flat belly, between her legs, and began toying with herself. She slid her fingers up and down through her slippery gash and her body beginning to undulate. She slid one finger into herself, her hips rose off the bed, and a soft moan came from her lovely lips. Bobby clutched his cock, which had gotten so hard it almost hurt and bit his lip to keep from groaning.

Lana's hand began moving over her middle with a circular motion. Bobby, gasping with excitement, watched her writhe and buck. The girl's motions grew more and more fervent. Then she stopped. She laid there for a few seconds, then she rolled over and reached into the drawer of the nightstand next to her bed and took out something.

Bobby immediately recognized what Lana was holding in her hand even though he'd never seen a dildo before. He had seen pictures of them in adult magazines and was stunned to discover that prim, proper Lana owned one. He gulped, opened his pants, pulled his swollen organ out and began stroking it actively. This was too much! If anyone had told him Lana, prim, proper, shy Lana, had a dildo, he'd have said they were crazy.

The dildo Lana held in her hand looked just like a real cock, a huge black one! Bobby peered though the open window, gasping for breath, watching as Lana slid the tip of the large black wand up and down between the puffy lips of her excitement-wet pussy. The more she teased herself with the device, the more insistent the movements of her body became. She was moaning almost constantly - softly, but urgently - and her hips rose and fell as the muscles of her legs tightened and released. Bobby kept watching and stroking his cock.

Lana slid the ebony tube into herself and her hips went wild. While one hand thrust the fake cock in and out, the other whirled on her clit. Her eyes closed and her head rolled from side to side while the muscles in her legs spasmed.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Lana groaned. Her body stiffened and began trembling as if she was possessed.

Bobby watched their visitor experience ecstasy and his hand was a blur on his cock as he did. He bit his lip hard to stifle his moans as, with a passionate shudder, his seed gushed from him, splattering on the grass at his feet. His legs were a bit wobbly, so he leaned against the house to steady himself.

He looked back in the window. Lana was lying there on the bed. Her hair was tousled, her face was flushed, and the dildo still protruded obscenely from her pussy. Bobby gathered the strength to stand, pushed his now-limp cock back in his pants, and zipped himself up.

Lana sat up. She extracted the dildo and put it back in the drawer. Then she sighed, ran her fingers through her hair, and shook it out. Bobby's penis twitched in his pants. For some reason, he found the gesture of brushing her hand through her hair one of the most erotic sights he'd seen. Then she laid back, turned out the light, and pulled the covers over herself.

Having seen something he never, in his wildest imagination, would have dreamed he'd see, Bobby took a deep breath and, on wobbly legs, he headed for the back door, let himself in, went to his room, and went to bed. Exhausted, he fell asleep quickly, and slept soundly.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 11



Lorraine Williams came out of the bathroom wearing her nightgown and laid her comb on the dresser.  She was a lean, pretty woman with close-cropped hair that had been nearly white since she was twenty-five.  She'd awakened before daylight and was about to go downstairs to the kitchen to put coffee on when her husband Bud, wearing only boxer shorts, walked up behind her, circled his arms around her, and cupped her tiny breasts in his hands. 

"Ohhh!!" Lorraine murmured.  She leaned back against her husband's muscular body and felt his erection prodding her buttocks.  She felt warmth and delight begin to spread through her. 

"You're feelin' pretty damn good!" Bud said.  He moved his hips, rubbing his erection against her buttocks, and squeezed her breasts. 

Lorraine felt her nipples growing erect as her husband thumbed them roughly.  His caresses, though crude, caused excitement to shoot into her. 

"I still got a little time before I have to get goin'," Bud said and led her to the bed.  He laid her down, stripped off his shorts and laid down on top of her.  His erection, wet with pre-cum, pressed between Lorraine's soft, slender thighs. 

"You like hard cock, don't you, baby?" Bud muttered as he tugged her gown up and spread her legs.  Then the arrow-shaped head of his swollen penis slid between her silky labia, opening her, entering her. 

It felt wonderful! Lorraine felt the swollen shaft sliding into her, making the fires of pleasure burning in her belly flare wildly. 

"Damn!" Bud exclaimed through clenched teeth.  "I can't believe it! After all the years we been married, it still feels like you still got the tightest pussy in the world!" He moved his hips, sliding his cock in and out of his wife's clasping channel. 

Lorraine had never gotten used to the coarse language her husband used when they made love, but over the years she'd learned not to complain.  All her comments about his language did was make Bud angry, and he let her know he had no intention of changing the things he said when they made love.  "Jesus, Lorraine," he complained at the time, "When I'm fuckin' you, I'm half outta my mind.  How the hell am I supposed to know what I'm sayin'?"

Her husband's thrusts became more and more rapid and Lorraine felt marvelous feelings start to blossom through her. 

"God... Damn!" Bud grunted.  The muscles in his neck corded with the strain of passion.  "You... are... one... fine piece... of... ass!! I'm gonna come! Ahhhhhhh! Unhhhhhh!"

When her husband's hot fluids burst into her, Lorraine felt the rush of delight she always did when Bud came.  She never experienced the wild, abandoned feelings some of the women described on the TV talk shows she watched, but feeling Bud coming always made her feel good because it seemed to make him feel so good.  It never bothered her that her husband seemed to get so much more pleasure from their lovemaking than she did.  All that mattered to her was being a good wife and making her husband happy. 

Bud kissed her forehead, then rolled off and lay beside her.  "That was fine, as usual, babe," he said.  "You know, if I didn't have this fishing trip planned, I'd probably be coming back for more real soon. "

"Bud, I love you," Lorraine said, softly. 

"Yeah, babe, me, too," Bud replied.  He got off the bed and started getting dressed. 

Lorraine lay in bed, thinking.  For reasons she didn't understand, this morning she still felt a vague feeling of uneasiness now that their lovemaking was done.  She didn't understand the way she felt and tried hard to ignore it.  But it kept coming back. 

For Lorraine, sex was a pleasant but not fantastic experience.  She liked it, but she could take it or leave it.  The main reason she did it was because Bud seemed to enjoy it so much.  Her mother and father indoctrinated her with the belief that a wife's first and most important job was to keep her husband happy. 

Lorraine got out of bed, slipped her robe back on and stepped into her slippers.  Then she headed down to the kitchen to make a lunch for her husband to eat on his way to the shore. 

A car horn sounded from the driveway outside. 

"Hey, Babe, tell Joey I'll be right down, will you?" Rod yelled. 

Lorraine walked out on the back porch.  "Bud will be right out," she yelled. 

Joey Andrews leaned out of his car window and leered at her.  "Hey, you're really lookin' good, baby!" he yelled back.  "If I was Bud, I sure as hell wouldn't be going away for a week.  How about I let Bud go fishing and I'll stay here with you, baby?"

Lorraine's face got hot and she ran into the house.  Joey, a mechanic who worked for her husband and was his best friend, was a crude, boorish man who gave her the creeps.  She felt dirtied just by having him look at her.  But she tolerated him and his frequent rude because her husband liked him. 

Bud came down the stairs carrying a duffle bag filled with his clothes and grabbed the lunch Lorraine had made for him on his way through the kitchen.  "Thanks, babe," he said as he started out the back door.  

"When will you be home?" Lorraine asked. 

"Don't know for sure, babe," Bud called over his shoulder as he went across the back porch.  "Depends on how good fishing is.  Things go good, we're gonna hang out there until the last minute, you know?" There was the sound of him going down the steps, a car door opened and closed, then an engine roared, tires squealed, and he was gone. 

"And maybe it will depend on how much beer there is, too," Lorraine thought.  She made a cup of tea, went into the living room, turned on the TV, curled up on the sofa, and watched an early-morning talk show.  Why was Bud always taking trips with his buddies? Why didn't he ever take her anywhere?

A lady on one of the TV talk shows was discussing sexual fulfillment.  Her description of what sex with her husband was like wasn't anything like the sexual experiences Lorraine had with her husband.  For the first time in her life she began to wonder if her sex life was really as good as it could be.  Tired from getting up before dawn, she dozed off. 

Bobby Draper left his house early, before anyone else was up.  Mrs.  Williams, another one of his mother's friends, had asked him to come over and help her with some chores.  "I know I'm not going to wind up in bed with Mrs.  Williams," Bobby thought as he walked down the sidewalk toward the woman's house.  "She's not like Mrs.  Everett or Mrs.  Fargo.  She's real quiet. "

When he reached the Williams house, he walked around back, went up on the porch, and began knocking at the door. 

The sound of knocking at the back door awakened Lorraine.  She stretched and looked around, confused that she was lying on the sofa, with the TV on.  She remembered that Bud had gotten her up early and was away for a week.  Finally, yawning and stretching, she got up, walked through the kitchen, opened the door, and found Bobby Draper, the teen-age son of her neighbor and good friend, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, standing on the back porch. 

She'd forgotten she'd asked Bobby to come over and help her do her spring-cleaning.  She needed his help for a few things that Bud never seemed to be able to find the time to do for her.  She'd also forgotten that she was still wearing her nightgown and robe. 

Bobby looked at Mrs.  Williams's almost transparent attire and was surprised.  She was a lot better looking than he realized she was.  "Am I too early, Mrs.  Williams?" he asked.  "You did say you wanted me to come over early, didn't you?"

Lorraine shook her head.  "No, you're not early, Bobby," she explained.  "I had to get up early because Mr.  Williams went deep-sea fishing.  I had to make sure he was packed and had lunch.  I... I fell asleep on the sofa after he left. "

"Uh, look, if you want," Bobby said, "I can come back later. " He kept staring at her.  Damn! She was kind of thin, but from what he could tell, she still had a pretty nice body!

"Don't be silly, Bobby," Lorraine said.  "Come in.  I'll go get a shower and get dressed.  Make yourself comfortable.  I'll be down in a jiffy.  If you drink coffee, there's a whole pot done in the kitchen. "

She went to her bedroom, took off her nightgown and got in the shower.  She stood in the shower, warm water pelting her.  She got a washcloth filled with lathery suds and began washing herself.  She was startled when the caress of the sudsy washcloth started to send tingles of delight racing through her.  "What is going on with me this morning?" she mused.  "Why am I feeling like this from taking a shower?" Despite her misgivings, she continued to do the things that were giving her such delightful sensations and took a lot longer in the shower than she usually did. 

When she was dried off, she pulled a pair of bikini underpants and an old pair of faded jeans.  She looked around, realized all her bras were dirty.  "Oh well," she thought, "I doubt Bobby will even notice if I don't wear a bra.  It's not like I have enough to need one. " She pulled a faded light green sweatshirt over her head and, as it slid down, it brushed her semi-erect nipples.  That caused her to experience sensations that made her legs go weak.  "Lorraine, you better get hold of yourself!" she scolded herself.  "You're starting stuff you won't be able to do anything about for a week. " She stood in front of the mirror on her dresser and brushed her hair then she headed downstairs. 

Bobby sat in the kitchen.  He looked up and smiled when Lorraine walked into the kitchen.  "Did you have breakfast, Bobby?" she asked. 

Bobby nodded.  "Yeah," he replied.  "Mom always says breakfast is the day's most important meal.  Nobody gets out of our house in the morning without breakfast. "

"Your mother's right," Lorraine agreed.  "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. " She started for the counter, planning to pour herself a cup of coffee. 

"Did you have breakfast, Mrs.  Williams?" the boy asked. 

"Ah... no... I didn't," Lorraine replied.  "I... ah... " She wasn't planning on having breakfast, either and was a little embarrassed that Bobby seemed to have figured that out. 

"Why don't you sit down and let me make something for you?" Bobby said.  He got up and moved to the counter next to her.  "I, ah, I'm a pretty good cook. "

"Why Bobby, thank you," Lorraine said, pleased by his offer to cook breakfast for her.  "I... I can't remember the last time anyone offered to cook for me. "

Bobby moved toward the refrigerator and his hip brushed Lorraine's as he went by her.  The touch of the young man's body sent an unexpected jolt of sensation through Lorraine, who stepped back, shaken.  "What the hell is going on with me today?" she thought.  "First of all, I get all worked up when I'm taking my bath, now this!"

Bobby made French toast; the tastiest French toast Lorraine had ever eaten.  "Bobby, this French toast tastes wonderful! How do you make it taste so good?" she asked. 

Bobby blushed.  "I put in a little vanilla extract and almond flavoring," he said.  "I use more egg yolks, too.  I think it makes it taste, you know, richer. " He shrugged.  "I kind of figured that out myself. "

"It does taste rich," Lorraine said.  "It's heavenly. "

After she finished eating, Bobby insisted on helping with the dishes.  Lorraine acceded to his request, reflecting that her husband looked at dishwashing as women's work.  So was most of the work that had to be done around the house, actually. 

As they worked at the sink, their hips brushed and another jolt of pleasant sensation rattled Lorraine, stiffening her nipples against the fleecy inner surface of the sweatshirt.  "This is crazy! I've got to get hold of myself! I don't know what's wrong with me today!" she thought. 

They spent the rest of the morning working on getting the house cleaned up.  And, as they worked, Lorraine seemed to find reasons to "accidentally" brush against Bobby quite often.  Even though she chided herself for acting silly, she did enjoy the forbidden thrills she got every time her body came in contact with Bobby's. 

Once, when Bobby reached across in front of her to pick up a box of old magazines, his arm brushed her breasts.  The pressure of the young man's arm against her nipples sent sensations rippling through Lorraine that were so intense she was unable to get her breath for a few minutes.  Shaken, she excused herself and went to the kitchen to get a drink and calm down. 

They worked hard and morning passed quickly.  Lorraine set down a box in the storage room, then she stood up, looked at the clock, stretched and said, "I didn't realize how late it was.  Would you like some lunch, Bobby?"

"Ah... sure," the young man replied. 

Lorraine started toward the kitchen to make something to eat.  "Why don't you take a break while I make lunch, Bobby?" she said. 

Bobby had seen Mrs.  Williams' nipples jutting out against her sweatshirt when she stretched.  He found her action so sensual he felt his heart pounding. 

"So where is Mr.  Williams?" Bobby asked.  He got up and walked to the sink. 

"He... ah... he went deep-sea fishing, with a friend of his," Lorraine replied.  After she said that, she burst into tears without knowing why. 

Bobby was startled when Mrs.  Williams began crying.  He experienced a rush of sympathy for her and without thinking he walked over and put his arms around her, intending to give her a comforting hug.  He wasn't at all ready for the sensations that began to sweep through him when Mrs.  Williams' lean body came in contact with his. 

Lorraine's reaction to Bobby's innocent gesture was no less intense than the young man's.  Her arms slid around Bobby and she hugged him frantically. 

Bobby's mind was whirling.  It was happening again! He felt his penis begin to distend.  He broke his embrace and stepped back, his face red, his chest heaving. 

Lorraine found it difficult to breathe when their embrace ended.  Had she felt something hard pressing against her when Bobby was holding her? Was he... ? Why did she feel like this?

Bobby's was feeling just as confused as the woman he was standing next to.  His mind was in a whirl.  "What am... what am I going to do?" he wondered.  The erection triggered by his impulsive hug continued to swell and grow in the young man's snug jeans, and was making him very uncomfortable. 

Lorraine and Bobby stood there next to the kitchen counter, looking at each other.  Neither of them knew what to say or do.  Both of them were acutely aware of the sexual tension that had developed between them, but neither of them moved for what seemed like a long while but was actually only seconds. 

Bobby inhaled deeply then he took a step toward Mrs.  Williams, put his hands on her slim waist, and tugged her toward him. 

Lorraine, trembling allowed herself to be drawn into the young man's embrace again.  Her body once more came in contact with his.  She laid her head on his shoulder and slid her arms around him.  They stood like that for a while, then she leaned back in Bobby's arms and looked up at him, her eyes wide, her chest heaving. 

Bobby gazed down into Mrs.  Williams' flushed, pretty face.  "Does she want me to kiss her?" he wondered.  "If she doesn't want me to, what will she do if I try?" Trembling with anticipation, he bent and covered her mouth with his.  When their lips touched, flames of desire leapt to life in his body and his embrace tightened. 

When Bobby kissed her, Lorraine felt as if she was going to explode.  One of her hands tangled in the young man's hair and she pressed her lips harder against his.  Then her tongue slid tentatively across his lips. 

Bobby felt Mrs.  Williams pressing tighter against him and her tongue stroking his lips! His penis swelled mightily in the confines of his jeans and his groin thrust forward against her. 

At last, because they had to breathe, the kiss ended.  Lorraine again leaned back in Bobby's arms and looked up at him.  Her heart was pounding.  She felt his swollen penis pressing against her. 

Bobby wasn't sure what Mrs.  Williams was going to do.  He half expected her to hit him or yell at him, or something.  Instead, she kept pressing her body against his swollen groin.  Then, without speaking, she backed out of his embrace, took his hand, and started for the doorway.  He went with her. 

Lorraine, astonished by how she was acting, guided the passion-numb young man up the stairs into the bedroom she shared with her husband.  Once they were inside the room, she pulled him into her arms and again they kissed.  The fires of lust burning in her flamed higher.  As the kiss went on, Lorraine tugged up the boy's T-shirt and began to move her hands over the smooth skin of the boy's heaving, hairless chest. 

"Ahhhhhh!!" Bobby groaned when Mrs.  Williams's warm, smooth hands began to coast lightly over his bare skin.  This was real! It really was happening! Wild thoughts raced through his over-heated mind as Lorraine continued to caress him. 

Lorraine took Bobby's hand and backed to the bed, pulling him with her.  They fell onto it next to each other and once more their lips met and their bodies melded together. 

Bobby's hands slid under Lorraine's sweatshirt, blazing trails of heat on her silken skin.  They fumbled with each other's clothing until it was all off, then their naked bodies fused into a yearning embrace. 

Lorraine slid a hand between them, found Bobby's throbbing erection, grasped it and began to stroke it gently.  Holding the young man's swollen cock in her hand was a surprisingly wonderful experience.  She was thrilled by how big and hard he was! He felt even bigger than Bud did!

Bobby continued to stroke Lorraine's body without pattern.  He was incredibly turned on! Even though he'd made love with a lot of women that summer, he found what he was doing with Mrs.  Williams extremely exciting; every woman he slept with was different and each was exciting their own unique way. 

Lorraine, too turned on to wait any longer, pushed Bobby onto his back, knelt astride his body, and guided his swollen, veined shaft to her juice-soaked vagina.  Slowly she lowered herself, welcoming him into her body. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" she thought as the young man's swollen organ slid into her and ecstasy inundated her.  "I know this is wrong, but God, does it ever feel good!"

Bobby felt as if the top of his head would come off when Mrs.  Williams rolled onto him and engulfed his cock in her clutching, fiery cavern.  He experienced an onslaught of fantastic sensations as his cock delved deep into her!

The intensity of the experience she was having made Lorraine marvel.  Bobby's spearing cock was making her feel better than she'd ever felt! She began to rock her hips and felt the young man's shaft lashing the walls of her vagina.  This felt far better than sex ever had felt before!

Bobby could barely stand it.  He was too turned on! The pressures in his body soared to the bursting point and surged beyond. 

"Aggggggghhhhhhhh!! Goddddddd!!" he groaned.  "I'm... I'm gonna come!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!" His penis began to pulsate and jets of his molten seed spewed into his partner. 

The gush of hot fluids propelled Lorraine over the edge.  "Bobby!! Ohhh!! Ohh!! Yesssss!! Yesssss!! Ohhhhhhh!! Darling!! Oh, yessss!!" she cried, her body thrashing.  It happened.  Unbelievable sensations wracked her and her body began trembling uncontrollably.  Never before had she experienced anything like this! She never imagined it was possible to feel this good! For the first time in her life, she discovered the total joy of sex!

The lovers strained against each other, bodies melded, passion arcing between them like high-voltage electricity.  At last their ecstasy dwindled to joy, then joy to satisfaction, their frantic motions slowed, then ceased.  They lay wrapped in each other's arms, their bodies still joined. 




Unbelievable Summer Ch. 11



After a while, Lorraine rolled off and looked at Bobby.  "Wow!" she whispered. 

"Yeah," Bobby replied. 

Lorraine kissed the young man again.  When their lips touched she felt lightning bolts of passion arcing through her once again.  She heard Bobby groan and felt his body writhing against hers. 

Lorraine's hands slid down the young man's hairless body, to his penis, which she was delighted to discover, was hard again.  She grasped the swollen instrument she desperately wanted buried in her again. 

"Make love to me again, Bobby!" she murmured.  She rolled onto her back, pulling the young man on top of her.  Even though she'd just come, she was still more excited than she'd ever been in her life.  She guided the young man's erection to her vagina and shuddered with ecstasy as it slid into her.  She thought she was going to have another orgasm the minute he entered her, but she didn't.  Wave after glorious wave of passion crashed over her. 

"Oh God!" Bobby groaned.  "You make me feel so wild!"

"So do you!" Lorraine replied.  "You make me feel so good, too!"

Quaking with excitement, Bobby held himself still, savoring the sensations flooding him.  When, after a few minutes, he felt calmer, he began to slide his engorged piston in and out of Mrs.  Williams. 

The delicious friction of the young man's pistoning cock, combined with the wrongness of what she was doing, drove Lorraine to heights of rapture she'd never experienced before.  Her body felt as if it were on fire. 

Then another orgasm tore through Lorraine, it was like a thousand skyrockets exploding at once.  She began to writhe and buck, cries of joy flowing from her lips.  She no longer knew where she was and didn't care.  All she knew was she felt better than she'd ever felt in her life!

"Ohhhh!! Mrs.  Williams!!" Bobby cried, his hips going wild.  "I... I can't wait.  Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

When Bobby's heated fluids gushed into her, Lorraine once again plunged headlong into a whirlpool of ecstasy.  She knew now she hadn't experienced any orgasms in twenty years of marriage but now, in a period of a few hours, she was experiencing her third! She couldn't talk, couldn't think, all she could do was thrust against Bobby, seeking every wonderful sensation he could give her. 

"Gahhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhh!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Yessssssssss!! Yessssssssss!! Yessssssss!!" Lorraine screamed.  She felt as if she were turning inside out! Wildly she strained against Bobby until there was no more for them to share. 

Filled with contentment, Bobby lay atop Mrs.  Williams, too weak to move. 

Lorraine felt the boy's marvelous pole shrink, then slither out of her.  Even that felt wonderful. 

Bobby finally rolled off and lay on his side, looking at Mrs.  Williams with adoration in his eyes. 

Lorraine kissed him.  "You are really a fantastic lover, Bobby!" she exclaimed.  "You made me feel better than I ever believed it was possible to feel!"

Bobby smiled.  "You are pretty fantastic, too!" he told her.  He covered her mouth with his and kissed her hard. 

"This will have to stay our secret," Lorraine cautioned him once the kiss ended. 

"I won't tell a soul. " Bobby replied earnestly.  He had no intention of telling anyone what he was doing with his older lovers.  He had a feeling that might spoil things. 

Lorraine rolled atop him, covered his mouth with hers and thrust her tongue deep in his mouth. 

Mrs.  Williams's sudden movement caught Bobby off guard, but he recovered quickly.  His hands began roaming her body, once more sending heat deep into her, his tongue dueling sweetly with hers. 

When she felt Bobby's penis begin to stiffen against her leg, Lorraine forgot everything else.  Then his lips closed over one swollen nipple and burgeoning ecstasy forced reason from her mind once more.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 12



Bobby bumped into Helen Parker at the Jamestown Mall the afternoon following his encounter with Mrs. Williams. She was struggling with a pile of packages, so Bobby offered to give her a hand getting them home. The look the young man saw in her eyes told him she might like help with more than just packages, and he didn't mind that at all, especially since he had the rest of the day free.

Helen was wearing a pale pink halter dress that had a full skirt and a pink kerchief in her dark hair that made her look younger and quite attractive.

"You look terrific today," Bobby said. "That's a really pretty dress. It looks dynamite on you."

"You really think so?" she replied, blushing.

"Yeah, you're a knockout," Bobby said. "How about I treat you to lunch?"

Helen smiled at him. "Bobby, you really are a sweet young man, you know that?" she replied.

They took the packages out to Helen's car, had lunch at a restaurant in the mall then went to her house.

They walked inside, Bobby and Helen set the packages they were carrying on the kitchen table then Bobby pulled the woman into his arms and covered her lips with his.

Helen pressed against Bobby and her tongue thrust into his mouth. Heat rushed through her as his body pressed against hers. Excitement blossomed as their tongues lashed.

"Come on," Bobby said. He led her toward the living room when the kiss ended.

Helen went with him, her legs wobbly. She thought they were headed for the bedroom and was surprised when Bobby stopped in front of the sofa. She wasn't sure what he planned and didn't really care, just so they ended up making love. It had been quite a while since she'd last seen Bobby. He always made her feel so good and she needed that desperately!

Bobby sat down on the sofa and pulled Helen onto his lap. Her firm, bottom pressed against his swollen cock and she squirmed delightfully when their lips joined in another torrid kiss.

Helen was delighted to feel the young man's swollen cock prodding her bottom. She groaned, pressed more tightly against him, and jabbed her tongue into his mouth again.

Bobby got the belt encircling her waist undone, opened her dress, and his hands began roaming over hot skin, bringing gasps of delight from her.

Helen caressed Bobby's face and slid her fingers through his hair while her lips and tongue ranged over his face. "We...we shouldn't be doing this here, Bobby!" she murmured. "We...we should go to...to the bedroom."

"Who's going to come in?" Bobby asked. "You expecting somebody?" He slid his hand into the bodice of her dress, under her bra, and onto a warm, smooth breast, seeking her huge nipples, which he found so enticing.

"Ah...no...I guess not," Helen groaned and continued to squirm on his lap, making his already-hard cock even harder.

With a little fumbling, Bobby managed to get Helen's white lacy bra open, exposing her breasts.

"Ohhhhhh!!! Godddddd!!!!" she groaned while the teenager sucked on one turgid nipple, then the other. At the same time, his hands caressed and squeezed her breasts gently, adding immeasurably to the delight she was feeling.

Helen began stripping Bobby's clothes from him and soon they were sprawled naked on the sofa, his hands roaming over her body, hers venturing over at his. Helen had long since stopped worrying about being discovered. If someone walked into the house at that moment, they'd just have to wait until she and Bobby were finished!

Bobby shoved two fingers into his companion's soaking wet pussy and his thumb began caressing her clit. "You like this, don't you?" he whispered. 

"Yessssss!!! Yesssss!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Yesssss!!!!" she cried, her body writhing. "Please, my darling! I...I need you!!! Take me!!!" She wanted him more than she ever had!

Bobby managed to slide around, so they were laying spoon-fashion on the sofa then he shoved his cock into her warm, snug opening. He liked this position because it allowed him to could suck on her nipples while he fucked her.

"God!!! You make me feel so wonderful!!!" Helen crooned as the young man's cock pistoned in and out of her. He was sucking her breast at the same time and it felt so good it was making her crazy!

"You...you...Oh, God!!!" Helen groaned, so overwhelmed with passion she was barely able to speak.

Bobby was enjoying the effect what he was doing had on Helen. She shook every time he slammed into her and was moaning and gurgling with delight.

"I can't waitttttt!!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Bobby!!! I can't wait!!!" Helen moaned. Her body stiffened, then began to tremble uncontrollably. "Gaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! I...I...I'm comming!!! Eeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!! Eeeeahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Even though the lovely woman impaled on his cock was going wild, Bobby didn't come. His cock continued to sluice steadily in and out of her excitement-slick pussy.

"Bobby, you...you didn't come!" Helen exclaimed after her peak passed and her excitement had calmed enough so she could think more or less clearly. She wasn't sure how she knew Bobby hadn't come, but she did, and it made her fearful. "What..."

Bobby pulled out of Helen, got off the sofa, rolled her on her back then he fell atop her and plunged his cock into her again.

Helen's body rose to meet the young man's new invasion. "Yesss!!! Oh, God!!! Don't stop!!! Don't ever stop!!!" she cried, her hands clasping Bobby's ass, pulling him against her. He was a wild fucking machine and she couldn't get enough of him! Never!

Looking into her passion-inflamed face drew Bobby to the point his control was nearly gone. She looked so beautiful, so needy, and her body was moving against his so urgently!

"Gonna come!!!" he cried, feeling his insides begin to unleash, knowing that his explosion was near. "Oh, God!!!! I'm gonna comme!!!! Yyyyyeeeeeeahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby yelled. His insides uncoiled and he spewed gusher after gusher of his hot cream into her.

"Yesssssss, Bobby!!! Oh, yesssssss!!! Take meeeeeeee!!! Take meeeeee!!!" Helen cried, pulling at her nephew, trembling with ecstasy once more. "More!!! More!!! Oh, Goddddddddd!!! Oh, Goddddddddd!!!!!!" Her body arched against his, her tight sleeve milking every bit of pleasure possible out of his cock.

"Wow!" Bobby said breathlessly. He and Helen lay wrapped in each other's arms on the sofa after they finished. "That was intense!"

Helen kissed him. "You are fantastic!" she exclaimed. 

"I'm glad," Bobby said, "I want to be good for you."

"Oh, God! Are you ever!" Helen kissed him again. "I'm glad we ran into each other at the mall!"

"Me, too," Bobby agreed.

Helen ran her hand over the young man's bare chest and snuggled against him. She laid her head on his shoulder and savored the pressure of his body against hers.

Bobby lay there, enjoying the way her hair tickled his cheek. Then he felt her hand slide over his belly, seeking, then finding, his penis. She started stroking the flaccid organ and her face showed signs of burgeoning passion. Bobby's cock grew harder and harder as she stroked it.

Helen, her need once more flourishing, toyed with the young man's cock, massaging the fluids that seeped from the tip into the shaft. Bolt after bolt of delight shook her as she played with him. She couldn't help herself! He made her feel better than any man she'd ever made love with! She shifted a little and moved her head toward the rigid obelisk. She wanted to suck his cock, to taste that wonderful tool!

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby groaned when warmth and wetness suddenly covered his cock. He looked down and watched Helen suck on him! "Ohhhhhhhh!!!!" he moaned, his hips moving on the smooth fabric of the sofa.

Helen sucked Bobby avidly for a while, then she stood up, swung one of her legs over him, and seated herself bestride him. As she lowered herself on him, she grasped his cock and guided it into her. "I've got to...to...have...you again!!!" she groaned, starting to rock her hips. She couldn't wait any more! She needed him! Now! As she worked herself up and down on his cock, Bobby raised his head and began sucking her thick nipples, which were once again jutting proudly from her dancing breasts.

"I...I can't...can't stay away from you!!!" Helen murmured, her body rising and falling, making his cock lash around inside her hot snatch. It felt so damn good! "Whenever I...I get...near...you...got...to...have...you!!!"

"I need you, too," Bobby replied. He resumed his attentions to her breasts. Her nipples were incredible! He loved the way they got so big and hard when she was turned on. And she got so crazy when he sucked on them!

"You...keep...Ohhhhhh!!! You...keeeeep...that...up!!!!" Helen mewled, "and...I...I...Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Godddddddddd!!! I'm comming!!! Bobby!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!! Please!!! Please!!! Take meeeee!!! I can't stoppp!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I can't wait!!! I can't wait!!!!!!!" Her cries of delight echoed through the house as a maelstrom of passion whipped through her.

Bobby clamped his hands down on Helen's hips and kept sucking her nipples. Then he felt himself let loose. "Yeahhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" he cried, hosing her insides with jets of his torrid cream.

Spent, Helen collapsed into the young man's arms and stayed atop him as he held her.

She kissed him. "You are a devil, you know that?" she asked.

"Yes," Bobby said, and licked one of her nipples.

Helen squirmed and giggled. "And you're insatiable, too, aren't you?" she chortled.

"When it comes to you, I sure as heck am," Bobby replied. He licked her nipple again, bringing another squeal of delight from her.

"I can't get enough of you!" she exclaimed, then kissed him. Finally, she pushed herself off him and stood up. "Come on." She reached out her hand to him. "Let's go to bed. Making love on the sofa is all right, but the bed is much more comfortable."

"It sure is," Bobby agreed, feeling his cock stir again.

They got up and, hand-in-hand, walked down the hallway to Helen's bedroom. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 13



The next day Bobby phoned Paula Wilton. Even though he had more willing sexual partners than any other young man his age, his thoughts kept turning to the lovely blonde. And the more he thought about her, the more he wanted to spend time with her.

"Hello?" The feminine voice on the phone was one Bobby didn't recognize.

"Hi," Bobby said. "Is Paula there?"

"Who may I say is calling?" The woman, whoever she was, wasn't very friendly.

"Ah...Bobby," he replied. "Bobby Draper. I...I'm a friend of hers."

"Hi, Bobby," Paula said when she picked up the phone.

"Hi, Paula," Bobby replied. "You want to go out tonight?"

"I'd love to," she replied, lowering her voice to a whisper, "I just have to figure out a way to convince my folks I'm going out with one of my girlfriends. They...they don't want me dating guys...you know..."

"Oh," Bobby said. "Look, I don't want to get you in trouble..."

"I can meet you somewhere," she said keeping her voice soft, as if she didn't want her mother to hear her.

"I have my jeep," Bobby said. "Where do you want me to pick you up?"

"How about the Jamestown Mall?" she asked. "Mom and Dad don't complain when I go down there. They think all I live for is shopping, anyhow."

"OK," Bobby said. "I'll see you at the mall in a little while." He put the phone down.

Bobby got the jeep keys and headed for the mall. He hoped he wouldn't have to look too hard to find Paula. It turned out he didn't. He parked the jeep and walked across the big parking lot to the mall's main entrance. Paula was standing just inside the entrance, looking a little nervous.

"Hi," she said softly when Bobby approached. She wore a light tan shirtdress that buttoned down the front and had a black belt around the waist. Several of the top buttons were open, exposing a considerable amount of her chest. When she walked toward him, he noticed that quite a few of the buttons on the skirt were undone as well, showing a lot of shapely tan leg. Bobby could understand why her folks worried about her. On the other hand, he was glad she'd come. It was time he started going out with girls closer to his age.

"Want to go for a walk?" Bobby asked. Not having a place to take women was a problem, he was rapidly discovering. He wished he had an apartment. "The park's nice this time of day."

"Sure," Paula said.

T. Arleigh James Park, named for the town's founder, wasn't far from the mall, so they started in that direction. It seemed natural for Bobby to take Paula's hand as they walked. He found holding her soft warm hand very enjoyable.

"You going to get in trouble for slipping out?" he asked her.

"No, not really," she said. "They think I'm at Donna's house. She'll cover for me if they call, but they won't. They never do."

"How come your folks are so strict?" he asked. His parents trusted him, and the idea of parents not being trusting was foreign to him.

Paula shrugged. "I don't know. That's just the way they are," she replied. "They've always been like that."

"I'd think that would be hard," he said.

"It is, sometimes," she replied. "Like tonight. If I know in advance I want to go out with someone, I can usually come up with a way to do it."

"I'm glad you got out," Bobby said. "I like being with you."

Paula squeezed his hand. "I like being with you, too," she replied.

"Doesn't it bother you that I'm younger than you are?" Bobby asked.

Paula shrugged. "Why should it?" she asked. "You're really a nice guy, a lot nicer than some of the guys I've gone out with at college." She smiled. "Besides, you're only, what, a year younger?"

"Yeah, I guess so," Bobby said.

They reached a secluded part of the park and sat down on a bench under a big oak tree.

"I never knew what a nice person you were when we were in school together," Paula said.

Bobby laughed. "I wasn't sure I was," he said. "You sure couldn't tell from the number of girls who wanted to go out with me."

"I know," she said. "I always thought you were kinda cute, but..." she shrugged, "I mean, you were younger and all the kids I hung out with said..."

"That I was a nerd," Bobby said, finishing the sentence for her.

Paula nodded. "Yeah, they said stuff like that," she admitted. "I...I guess I shouldn't have listened to them."

"No reason you shouldn't have," Bobby said, bitterly, "everybody else does."

Paula laid a soft hand on his cheek. "But they're wrong! You're a really nice guy!"

"And I'm kinda cute, too," Bobby said.

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, you're kinda cute, too," she giggled.

"Sounds like you're talking about your little brother," Bobby said. "He's kinda cute."

Paula's hand left his cheek and settled in his lap. "I'd have to say you're anything but little," she whispered. "And I ought to know."

Bobby put his hand in the silken softness of her hair and pulled her to him. His lips covered hers and ardor flared inside him as her tongue lashed into his mouth. Her hand gently stroked the bulge growing in his pants.

"You kiss pretty good, too," Paula whispered after the kiss ended. "I feel all funny inside when you kiss me like that."

Bobby began stroking one of her small, firm breasts through the smooth material of her dress, felt the nipple grow erect, and a shudder go through her slim body.

"You're so gentle," she whispered, laying her head on his shoulder. "I've never known a guy as gentle as you are."

"A beautiful woman like you deserves to be gentled," Bobby murmured, sliding his hand inside her dress onto her hot, bare skin. She wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't need to. His fingers found, and began toying with, a rigid nipple. A soft sigh escaped from Paula as she clutched his swelling cock through his pants.

"When you do that, it makes me crazy!" she whispered. "You're turning me on. What are we going to do?"

"I'm already turned on," Bobby replied. "Just being with you does that."

"We ought to go somewhere," Paula murmured, her hand fumbling his pants open and sliding inside onto the swollen shaft of his cock.

"What's the matter with right here?" Bobby groaned.

"He...here?" Paula gasped as his hand slid between her slim legs and onto her naked, wet pussy. "What...what if...if someone comes?"

"You want me, don't you?" Bobby asked. He slid his finger into her tight opening, making her squirm.

"God, yes!" Paula replied, thrusting against his hand. "You're making me crazy!"

"Sit on my lap," he told her.

Paula got up and straddled his legs. Bobby pushed his pants down, then pulled her onto him. She lifted her skirt out of the way as she lowered herself onto him.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!" she groaned as his engorged cock slid into her. "I can't believe we're doing this here!" Her slim arms locked around Bobby's neck and her lips ground against his as her body began the rhythmic motions of sex.

Both of them found it thrilling, making love out in the open. There was some danger of discovery, but the hour was late and the spot secluded so the likelihood of interruption was scant. Even so, the wrongness of what they were doing was a tremendous stimulant. Their plunge of passion rapidly became unstoppable as their united bodies strained.

"I can't believe it!!! Oh, Goddd!!! I'm gonna...Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Bobby!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! I'm...I'm cummmminnnngggggggg!!!! I'mcummmminnggggg!!!!" the slim, beautiful blonde cried, her body jolting and jerking wildly. "Nowww!!! Nowwwwww!!! Yesssssssss!!!!! Yesssssssss!!!!"

Bobby exploded a gusher of his seed into her hot, clamping cave. "Yeahhhhhhh!!! Paula!!! Yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he cried.

Spent, Paula stayed atop Bobby, arms wrapped around his neck, head resting on his shoulder. Bobby's cock remained buried in her snug pussy, but eventually it softened and slid out.

"Ohhhh!!!" Paula murmured and squirmed on his lap. "That tickled." She straightened up, kissed him, and hugged him. "I can't believe what we just did!" she exclaimed. "What if someone had come along?"

"They'd have gotten quite an eyeful, wouldn't they?" Bobby said, smiling.

Paula stood up and straightened her clothing.

Bobby got up, too, and pulled up his pants. "Sometimes," he mused, "sex can put you in rather ridiculous positions." "I guess I better get you home," he said. "I ought to get to bed, too. I've got to be up early in the morning." He'd promised his mother he'd mow the lawn and do some other things around the house.

Paula put her hand in his again as they walked back to the mall, and leaned against him, her head on his shoulder. Bobby found that not at all unpleasant. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 14



Bobby and Lana were sitting at the breakfast table a few mornings after Bobby had observed her nighttime play. The girl was acting just as demure and shy as she'd been the day she arrived.

"I have shopping and some errands to do this morning," Bobby's mother said when she sat down at the table with them. "Do either of you want to come along?"

Neither Bobby nor Lana did.

"What are you two doing today?" Mrs. Draper asked.

"I've got some studying to do," Lana said.

"You really should take some time to have some fun, Lana. You know this is vacation," Bobby's mother warned.

"I know," Lana replied softly, "But I really need to get as much advanced work as I can if I'm going to get into the college I want to attend."

Bobby's mother shook her head and poured some milk on her cereal. "What have you got planned for today, Bobby?"

"I've got to mow the grass, remember?" he said. "It's growing pretty fast."

"I saw that," his mother said. "I'm glad you noticed, too. I know you've been busy, but..."

After breakfast was finished and the dishes were cleaned up, Bobby's mother left to do her errands.

Bobby went out to the garage, got out the mower, and started mowing. He'd been at it a little while when Lana came out carrying some books and her laptop computer. She sat down at a table on the deck next to their swimming pool, turned on the computer, and opened several of the books.

Bobby changed the pattern of his mowing so he could keep his cousin in view while he worked. Today she had on a pink T-shirt that was at least two sizes to big for her and an equally loose-fitting pair of sweatpants. They did a pretty good job of hiding the fact that her body was incredible.

Although he'd seen his lovely visitor nude a few nights earlier, bobby found seeing her dressed today surprisingly arousing. He throttled back the mower, to make the mowing job last longer. Eventually, he finished. He was pondering what to do next that would keep him out in the yard as he put the mower in the garage. He turned around and jumped. Lana was standing in the garage doorway.

She blushed deeply and stared at the garage floor. "You look hot," she said.

"Ah...yeah, I am, kinda," Bobby replied.

Bobby wasn't sure how to take Lana. The contrast between the girl standing in front of him and the one he'd observed - without her knowledge - in her bedroom was so stark he had no idea how to approach her or what to say to her.

"Want to go in and have a soda?" she asked.

"Yeah, I was just thinking about doing that," Bobby replied. "I'm finished mowing the yard."

"Come on," Lana said, starting toward the house. "Let's get some sodas. I could use a cold drink, too."

Bobby followed her and as she walked ahead of him, he could see globes of her finely formed bottom undulating delectably despite the looseness of the sweatpants she had on. He couldn't keep sexual tension from building inside him and wondered if Lana had any idea what kind of effect she had on him. He was pretty sure she didn't.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Lana got two sodas out of the refrigerator and handed one to Bobby. When their hands touched, Bobby felt a jolt. Lana must have felt something, too, because her face turned crimson red.

"You're a senior next year, right?" Lana asked. She leaned her hip against the kitchen counter.

"Yeah," Bobby replied and gulped down some soda. "You, too, right?"

"Kind of," Lana replied. "Actually I'm in advanced placement." She took a swallow of her soda. "I was really thirsty," she commented. "It's really hot out today."

"Ah, yeah," Bobby said. He gulped more soda. "Advanced placement, what does that mean?"

"It means I take some college courses," Lana replied. "If I keep going the way I am, I'll almost be a sophomore when I start college."

Bobby gulped. "Ah...yeah, that's nice," he told her. He had enough trouble with high school classes, never mind taking college courses, too.

Lana turned and put both of her elbows on the counter. The movement thrust her breasts out against her shirt. Bobby could see the outline of her semi-hard nipples through the fabric of the suit.

"Jesus, is she wearing a bra or not?" Bobby mused, recalling how those lovely globes had looked a few nights earlier.

"Are you still a virgin, Bobby?" Lana asked.

Her question caught the young man off-guard. "Ah..." He shook his head and struggled to find the right words. "Ah...no, I...I'm not," he said. "Ah...are...are you?" He wasn't sure why he'd asked that question in return.

Lana's face turned bright red. She stared at the floor and nodded very slowly. "I...I am," she replied, very softly, making it sound as if that admission was a terrible thing. Finally, she turned her face up and looked at him. Her face got even redder. "You know, I...I saw you...watching me the other night," she said softly.

That was the last thing Bobby expected to hear her say. He stood frozen where he was. She knew he'd been peeping through her window!

Lana looked as if she was going to say something, then the phone rang. "Oh, darn," Lana said. She went to answer it.

"Yeah," Bobby heard her say. "I solved it." She paused. "Well, I was...no, never mind, I guess I could do that." Another pause. "Sure, I'll be right over."

She put the phone down and gave Bobby an embarrassed smile. "That was Desiree Thomas. She's in the computer workshop with me and needs help with the homework assignment."

She turned and disappeared down the hallway, leaving Bobby standing there, barely able to breathe and totally confused. "What was the point of her telling me she knew I'd been spying on her?" He wondered. He sagged into a chair. "Jesus! Was she coming on to me?"

Bobby finally got up, went up to his room, flopped down on the bed, picked up a book, and managed to do some reading. He read for a while, then showered and dressed. He figured he'd go down to the mall and see if any of his friends were around. Or maybe he could locate Paula and... He was just heading out the door when his mother got home.

"Bobby, would you give me a hand with the groceries?" she asked.

"No problem," Bobby replied. He carried in the bags stuffed with food and set them on the kitchen table. When the last bag was in, he turned. "I'm going down to the mall," he told his mother. "I probably won't be home for dinner."

"OK," his mother said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Try not to be too late."

"OK, Mom," he said. 

None of Bobby's friends were at the mall so he wound up coming home early.

His father was in the living room, sitting on his recliner, watching TV, when Bobby entered the house. His mother was sitting in the chair she always sat in. Both of them smiled at him.

"Hi, Bobby," his father said.

"Hi, Dad," Bobby replied. "Ah...I'm pretty beat, I think I'm gonna go to bed."

"Good idea," his father said. "Seems like you've been on the run a lot this summer. Nice to see you're working and all, but you need to take care of yourself, too."

Bobby headed down the hallway. Lana's door was closed and no light showed under it. "She must be in bed," Bobby thought. He went into his room, slipped out of his clothes, and climbed in bed. He was still wondering where his afternoon conversation with Lana had been headed. It didn't look like he was going to find out tonight.

A while later, as he lay in bed reading a mystery novel, he heard his folks talking, then the light coming under his door went out and the house fell silent. Bobby lay in bed, unable to sleep, debating whether he wanted to get up and get a snack. Then, suddenly, he felt as if someone was watching him. He turned.

Lana stood in the doorway wearing a nervous smile. "I...I heard you come in and waited until your folks were asleep," she whispered as she closed the door and locked it.

Dumbfounded, Bobby watched her move toward him. He smelled a soft, flowery scent and wondered what it was. She had on a blue and white striped satin nightshirt and. As he speculated on what she might - or might not - be wearing under it, his cock began to swell and strain, tenting his pajama bottoms.

Lana sat on the bed and hugged herself. "I was thinking about you all afternoon when Desiree and I were working on that damn assignment," she whispered.

"I...I was thinking about you, too," Bobby replied. He was glad his parents' bedroom was on the other end of the house and that both of his folks were sound sleepers.

Lana leaned toward him and her soft breast pressed against his arm as. She took a deep breath. "I...I was wondering if..." She fell silent.

"Wondering if what?" Bobby asked softly. He thought he knew, but he wasn't sure.

Bobby felt her shudder a little. Her hands cupped his chin and she pulled his face to hers, their lips met and her tongue probed Bobby's mouth.

Bobby grabbed her and returned the kiss avidly. They rolled into each other's arms and Bobby's hand began sliding up and down his pretty visitor's back, caressing her well-proportioned body through her silky nightshirt as she writhed against him.

When their torrid kiss ended, Bobby began undoing the buttons of Lana's nightshirt and got the garment open. His hands moved boldly onto her bared skin, exploring, caressing.

With a soft groan, Lana pressed tighter against him. "Oh, yessss!!!" she whispered passionately. "Oh, Bobby!!! That feels wonderful!!" Her hand slid over his chest, teasing his nipples, stroking passion into him. Her other hand slid down and grasped his cock. "Yessss!!!! Oh, God!!! You're huge!" She gave his cock a gentle, insistent tug.

Bobby was very turned on and could think of nothing else but getting his swollen erection into Lana. He rolled on top of her and as he did, she guided his cock into her hot, tight, wet opening.

"Yes!!! Oh, yessssss!!!!" Lana pressed her hips up against his. "Goddddd!!!! You're filling me!!!" Her hands clutched Bobby's ass and her pelvis ground against his. "Make me come!!! Bobby!!! Make me come!!! I have to come!!!!"

Bobby pressed down against his gorgeous companion, his hips slamming against hers, his cock probing deep. He slid his hands under her and grabbed her ass as their bodies strained, seeking release.

A moan of delight started to come from the lovely girl. "Ahhhh..."

Bobby plastered his mouth over his cousin's to muffle the screams of delight that began to issue from her as she exploded into orgasm. He rode her thrashing form, clutching her against him, as ecstasy swept through her. While her pussy spasmed around his probing cock, he exploded geyser after geyser of hot cream into her.

Afterward, Lana kissed him softly, her eyes bright. "God, you were everything I'd hoped you'd be!" she whispered.

"I...I'm glad," Bobby said.

Lana kissed him again, then she licked his ear. "You really know how to satisfy a girl. This is going to be a wonderful summer!"

One more kiss and she was out of bed. She slipped on her nightshirt, touched Bobby softly on the cheek with her hand then quietly left the room.

Bobby lay there, filled with incredulity. Lana was right. This was one hell of a summer! Exhausted, he went to sleep. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 15



The next morning, Bobby walked into the Fargo house. Mrs. Fargo was at the kitchen counter, so he walked across the kitchen, put his arms around the lovely woman, and kissed her. She returned the kiss avidly.

"Oh, Bobby, I'm so glad you decided to stop by today," Amber said after the kiss ended. She was already feeling the beginning of arousal.

"What time is Al going to get home from work?" Bobby asked.

"He told me he wouldn't be home until nine," Amber replied. "He's working late tonight." She smiled. "And I wouldn't be surprised if he's later than that. I think he's planning to stop at Lisa's house on his way home. He usually does."

Bobby cupped her delectably shaped bottom and pulled her against him. "Good! It's not even noon yet, that should give us plenty of time," he said and smiled at her.

"I can't believe you want to spend a beautiful day like this with an old lady like me," Amber said, loving his attentiveness, feeling her passion rise. Would she ever get enough of him?

Bobby backed her to the kitchen table and lifted her up onto it. "I'll show you how I feel about spending the day with you," he said.

"Bobby! What are you doing?" Amber exclaimed.

Bobby's lips covered hers while he opened the buttons of her blouse.

"We shouldn't be doing this here!" Amber thought, "Somebody could come to the door and catch us!" Her concerns quickly faded and delight began to race through her. Bobby got her bra open, pushed it up, then his hands cupped her breasts and his thumbs tweaked her nipples to full, tingling rigidity.

Bobby's erection strained in his jeans as he fondled Mrs. Fargo's splendid breasts. He pulled up her skirt, moved between her bare legs, and discovered that the table was exactly the right height.

Amber suddenly realized what the young man intended to do. "Bobby!!" she protested as he moved closer. She heard the zipper buzz on his jeans. "We shouldn't...not here...Ohhhhh!!! Bobby!!!!"

Warmth and wetness engulfed Bobby's rigid prong as it slid into Mrs. Fargo's quivering body.

"Ohhhhhh!!! Bobby!!!" Amber groaned. Her body filled with heavenly feelings as the young man's swollen shaft invaded it. "We...Oh, God!!! We shouldn't, ah, shouldn't...be...Ahhhhh! ...doing this...Ohhhhh! ...here!"

Bobby clutched her bottom, holding her against him as he drove into her. The drapes were open and there was a big, uncovered window in the kitchen door. When he and Paula made love in the park, Bobby discovered that the prospect of discovery made sex that much more exciting. What he was feeling now, as his cock plunged into Mrs. Fargo while she sat on her kitchen table, confirmed that.

He looked at Mrs. Fargo. Her eyes were gazed with lust, and her face had the slackness of passion he'd come to know so well. Her mouth hung partly open. Her magnificent breasts, nipples rigid, jiggled delightfully.

"Bobby!!! Bobby!!!" Amber crooned, clutching at the young man's arms, "I'm...I'm comming!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, yesssssssssss!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhh!!! Oh, God!!! Yeahhhhhhhh!!!" Bobby cried. His moans and Mrs. Fargo's echoed through the house. His fingers dug into her bottom as he rammed into her powerfully. His fluids gushed into her spasming, fluttering cave.

Afterward, they clung to each other until their bodies calmed. Bobby's erection softened and slid from his lover's still-quivering opening.

"Oh, Bobby!" Amber said, exulting in feelings of satisfaction she had once again experienced. "That was incredible! But...but what if someone had come to the door?"

Bobby smiled and shrugged, then kissed her on the forehead.

Amber hugged him. This had been the most intense joining she'd shared with him yet. She slid off the table and felt the tickle of his juices as they trickled down her legs. She kissed him softly. "I need a bath," she said. "You got me all sticky."

"I'm all sticky and sweaty, too. Can I take the bath with you?" Bobby asked.

"What do you think?" Amber replied, grinning.

Arms around each other, they headed for the bathroom.

They undressed and got in the shower. In no time their hands were sliding over warm, soap-slick flesh.

Bobby moved behind Amber, who suddenly felt something warm and hard pressing between her buttocks.

"Bobby!!!" she exclaimed, as the young man pulled her against him. He squeezed her breasts and pushed his hard shaft between the cheeks of her ass. It felt incredibly good!

Bobby's hands clasped Amber's breasts, the nipples jutting between his fingers. Her urgent murmurs and groans announced that passion was in total control.

Bobby thrust forward, driving his cock into the cleft of her bottom, a movement facilitated by her body's soapy covering.

Amber pressed back against him. "You make me crazy!" she moaned. "God! You touch me and I have to have you!"

"I need you, too!" Bobby whispered in her ear.

"Let's get dried off and go to bed," Amber said. The fleshy tube prodding insistently teasing her anus and tantalizing her vagina was turning her insides to gelatin. She wanted it in her!

"Let's do it in here," Bobby said.

Amber, enthralled, bent over and felt the tip of his cock slide between her puffy lips and touch her clit. He pulled back and Amber grabbed the faucets to steady herself when Bobby shoved forward and his cock entered her.

Amber began trembling with delight when she felt the wedge-shaped, purple head of the young man's cock begin to spread her open. Then the swollen wand slowly entered her, filling her. She couldn't believe how he could always find a way to delight her! "Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Bobby!!! That's incredible!!!" she groaned.

Bobby, holding on to Mrs. Fargo's hips, continued to piston his shaft into her. The view he had was wonderful. Her gracefully curved back was lovely and he enjoyed the sound of her bottom slapping against his thighs as he plunged himself into her.

Amber slid her hand down over her belly and began stroking her clit. As she did, she could feel Bobby's shaft slithering in and out of her vagina. It was too much for her to take.

"Bobby!!!!" she groaned, "I...I...I'm...Oh, God!!! I'm comminnnnnnngggggggggg!!!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"Meeeeee, toooooooooooo!!!!!!!" Bobby moaned. His fingers 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, arms around each other, with the hot water pelting down on them.

"You're incredible!" Amber told the young man, her chest heaving.

"You aren't bad...yourself," Bobby panted.

They finished, got out, dried off, and retired to Amber's bedroom. She sat, nude, in front of her dressing table, combing her hair. Bobby wandered around the bedroom. He paused in front of her open lingerie drawer.

"This stuff is neat, Mrs. Fargo!" he commented. He reached in and touched the dainty underthings. "You have some really sexy things here."

Amber felt herself blushing. "I...I bought those things years ago," she said. She shrugged. "But I...I never wear them."

Bobby held up a sheer, short, lacy teddy. "I love this," he said. "I bet it would look super on you!"

"Would you like me to wear it for you?" Amber asked.

Bobby nodded. "Uh-huh," he said. 

"Give it to me," Amber told him.

Bobby, blushing, handed her the teddy, then looked down at the drawer. There was something under the neatly folded items. He reached under the silky things. Whatever it was felt rubbery, almost fleshy. He grasped it and took it out. A fake penis! A dildo! Amber had a dildo! He'd seen his cousin Lana using one the other night, and Lana sure seemed to get a lot of fun out of it. An image of him using it on Mrs. Fargo popped into his head and he felt his cock begin to stiffen.

"Do you ever use this?" he asked.

Amber looked at the young man, saw what he had in his hand, and felt herself flushing. "It's...ah...I...um..."

"Would you like it if I used it on you?" Bobby asked. He started toward her, the fake cock in his hand.

"Um...I...um..." Amber stammered. She felt ashamed. What must he think of her?

Bobby examined the device, found the switch, and turned it on. The dildo began to vibrate and get warm. "This is wild!" he said, gripping the penis replica. He moved closer and placed the buzzing tip against Mrs. Fargo's breast, on her nipple.

Amber gasped and excitement burst alive in her. She had forgotten she had the dildo, and she never expected Bobby to be using it on her. Or that it would feel so delightful if he did. A moan escaped her lips and she leaned back against Bobby's warm flesh. 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," Amber stammered. She was so aroused it was hard to talk. It was hard to walk, too, she discovered, but Bobby helped her and soon she was lying on her big bed, and he was kneeling next to her.

The young man tormented her nipples with the device until she was breathless, then he moved the insistently whirring machine across her softly rounded belly into her pubic hair.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!" Amber groaned, parting her legs. This was so wonderful! She needn't have worried about him finding the dildo. She was glad he had!

Ever so slowly, Bobby dragged the tip of the dildo over Mrs. Fargo's vagina, parting swollen lips slick with the juices of excitement, then he drew it up through the opening again, bringing cries of elation from the woman when the vibrating teaser hit her erect clit.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Amber cried, "Oh, God, Bobby, that feels so good!!"

Bobby returned the head of the ersatz penis to Amber's quivering opening and began to press it slowly into her. More thrills raced though her. The buzzing device was driving her wild and the fact Bobby was wielding it made the experience that much more thrilling.

Bobby was enjoying it, too. Mrs. Fargo's moans and excited writhing had given him a raging hard-on. He was tempted to toss the dildo aside and plunge his cock 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. There was something tremendously stimulating about seeing the fake cock probing into her.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Bobby!!!!!" Amber moaned, her back arching, lifting her twisting hips off the bed. "I'm gonna come!!!! I'm gonna come!!! Oh, God!!! I'm commmmminnnnnggggggggng!!!!!"

Bobby dropped across Mrs. Fargo's body and buried his head in her crotch, his tongue lashing her clit.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Amber screamed, "Too good!!! Oh, God, Bobby, tooo gooooddd!!! Yesssssssss!!! Yesssssssssss!!!!"

When Mrs. Fargo began to quiet, Bobby pulled the fake cock out of her, tossed it on the bed, then he positioned himself on top of her and plunged his painfully erect cock into her. He was so turned on that after a few strokes he was pouring his hot juices into her.

Amber felt Bobby's hot cream splattering her insides then she shuddered as another orgasm exploded through her. "Bobby!!! Bobby!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Bobby!!!!!" she cried, clutching him.

Afterward, they lay in each other's arms, allowing their bodies to calm. Bobby said little, but let his hand trail lightly over Mrs. Fargo's smooth warm skin. She murmured softly and snuggled closer against him.

Bobby kissed Mrs. Fargo's neck and shoulders and she felt tingles begin to spread through her. His hands began moving more boldly over her lush body, sending rapture rippling through her. He sucked her nipples until they stood up, stiff and straining; then his hands, lips, and tongue trailed fire down over her belly and through the forest of her pubic hair, onto the excitement-slick lips of her vagina.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" Amber cried, her back arching, her hips rising off the bed.

Bobby kissed her, his tongue probing deep into her mouth. He, too, was alive with need. He rolled on top of her and his cock slid between her legs and into her warm cavern. He lay still, savoring the warmth encircling his cock. Mrs. Fargo's rigid nipples pressed into his chest. He covered her lips with his and felt her tongue probe into his mouth.

"Make me come, Bobby!" Amber urged, licking his ear. "Take me!" Her hips began moving, sending joyous feelings into the young man's body.

Their bodies strained, flesh rubbing flesh, giving and taking, seeking the ultimate in pleasure. Each partner felt familiar sensations building and growing as they neared their bursting point.

"Gonna come!!" Bobby groaned, feeling the spasms begin deep in his body, knowing he was about to unleash his seed.

"Yessssss!!!" Amber 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 when yet 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 again cuddled in each other's arms, recouping their strength. The phone rang. Amber reached over and picked it up. "Hello?" she said.

Bobby watched her with interest. When she reached for the phone, her breasts moved in a most interesting fashion.

"Oh, hi, honey," Amber said, feeling herself flush. Talking to her son while Bobby was lying naked in bed next to her seemed somehow sinful. "Oh. All right," she said. "I'll see you then." The conversation finished, she put the phone down.

"What's up?" Bobby asked.

Amber smiled at him. "Al's going over to Lisa's house after work," she said. "He said he won't be home until really late."

Bobby grinned. "Good," he said, reaching for her. "That means we have even more time than we thought we would, doesn't it?"

"God, yes!" Amber replied. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 16



When Bobby got home from Mrs. Fargo's house in the wee hours of the morning, his home was quiet. It looked as if everyone was in bed. He walked quietly down the hall toward his bedroom and noticed a dim glow under Lana's door. "She's probably staying up late studying," he mused as he walked by.

He went in his room and stripped off everything but his underpants. He was walking from his closet to his bed when Lana appeared in the doorway. Bobby gulped and stared at her.

Lana wore a lace camisole that buttoned up the front and an equally lacy thong bikini. Her lovely brown mane was loose and fanned out around her face and tumbled over her shoulders and down her back.

She shoved the door closed and locked it. "Hi, Bobby," she said softly, her eyes agleam.

"Ah...hi," Bobby replied, unable to take his eyes off her. She was a fantastic-looking female!

Lana was grinning at him and had a look in her eyes he'd never seen there before, a look of hunger.

"How was your day?" he asked.

Lana had mentioned at breakfast that morning she had another date with Derrick. She shrugged, causing her breasts to move delightfully. "You know how it is," she replied, her voice grew soft and husky. She walked across the room.

Bobby grabbed her, pulled her down onto the bed, and his hands cupped the exposed globes of her luscious ass, pressing her against his cock, which had grown thick and hard in his underpants. Her warm flesh pressed against his and her lips opened to allow her tongue to spar with his. Fires of passion flared alive inside him as her shapely body ground against his.

"You know, you've spoiled me," Lana whispered when the kiss ended, holding Bobby's swollen cock in her soft hand, "I keep thinking about this and I can't concentrate on my computer work. Isn't that awful?"

"I don't think so," Bobby said. He began sliding his hands over her warm skin.

Lana purred with delight, her body undulating. "God, Bobby! You have the neatest touch!" she cooed. "I don't know how you do it. You touch me and I feel all mushy inside!" Her hand continued to massage his cock. Her hips rose off the bed as his fingers slid over her panty-clad pussy. "Yeah!!! Oh, Yeah!!! God! I need your cock so bad!!" she groaned. Her legs pressed together, trapping Bobby's hand between them while her hips continued to rise and fall. "Jeez! I'm so fucking hot I can't believe it!!"

Bobby began kissing her well-formed legs and the two lush columns of flesh parted.

"Yeah!!! Oh, Yeahhhhh!!!" Lana groaned. "Eat meeeee!!! God!!! I love getting eaten!!!" She spread her legs to give Bobby access to her excitement-sodden pussy.

Bobby pushed aside the thin band of silken material covering her humid slit, and licked through the swollen, puffy lips his action exposed.

Lana's back arched and she groaned. "Yeahhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!!! Eat meeeee!!!! Give me your tongue!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Her back bowed, Lana twisted and strained as Bobby's lips and tongue explored her tasty slit, licking, sucking, thrusting. The wild stirring of her hips smeared her juices on his face. Clutching her ass, he continued torturing her delightfully with his mouth.

Bobby had initially been worried about noise the last time they were together but, since his folks' bedroom was way at the other end of the house, he worried less about it tonight. He'd discovered sex is more fun when you can yell.

"Gonnnnnnaaaaaa comme!!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!!! Eeeeeeyahhhhhhhh!!!!! Goddddddddd!!! Toooo gooooooddddddd!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Lana wailed. Her body strained and twisted as she exploded with passion. Her legs clamped Bobby's head, keeping his mouth against her spasming, sucking opening. He licked her greedily until her wild movements began to calm.

The minute Lana's straining and bucking ceased, Bobby straightened up, stripped his underpants off, and laid atop his visitor's still-quivering body. Gripping his rock-hard shaft in his hand, he guided it into her.

Lana's eyes opened and her arms encircled his neck as his cock sank into her hot, wet nest. "Yessssss!!!!" she groaned. "Take me!!! Fuck meee!!! Make me come again!!! Give it to me!!!"

Ripples of delight swept through Bobby as his cock sank into her gorgeous body. Finally, their pubic bones were grinding together.

"God!! I can't believe how good it feels when your cock is in me!!!" Lana groaned. Her body strained against Bobby's as he pounded into her.

Bobby knew he wouldn't be able to keep this up long, it felt way too good. His insides churned and roiled as his body prepared for an imminent explosion of bliss.

"I...I...I can't wait!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Goddddd!!!!!" Lana cried, her body stiffening, her fingers raking his back. "I'm gonna come again!!! Yeahhhhhhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Oh, God!!! Take meeeeeee!!!!!!!!"

Lana's cries and the frantic movements of her body were more than Bobby could take. "Gahhhhhhhhh!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shitttttttttttt!!!" he cried, exploding. What seemed like a never-ending torrent of hot cream gushed from him.

When his cock finally stopped pulsing, he carefully lowered himself atop Lana's gorgeous body, then he rolled off her, onto his side.

"You don't know how bad I needed that," Lana gasped. "God! Nobody makes me feel the way you do!" She rolled on her side.

Bobby caressed one of her breasts, making her shudder.

Lana's hands began moving on him. It wasn't long before Bobby was twisting and writhing on the bed the same way Lana just a short time before. He was moaning and whimpering and Lana was in control.

As she worked him over wonderfully, Bobby stroked her lush, rounded buttocks, his fingers probing the cleft between them, toying with both of her openings. When he probed her tiny anus she murmured around his cock, then pressed back against him. His finger moved slowly into her tight, tiny opening and she began humping against it, moaning more and more fervently as she fucked her ass on his finger. The quivers going through her and the eagerness of her actions told Bobby she was delighted by what he was doing to her.

"Get on me!" Bobby begged. "Get on me before I come!"

Lana moved over him, straddling his waist with her fine legs. Her wet gash pressed his cock against his belly with a caress as exciting as her lips had been. Then she raised herself, grasped him and placed him at her opening. With a quick move she swallowed him deep inside her once again, then she began making rocking movements with her hips.

Lana's breasts bobbed directly above his face, so Bobby grabbed one, his thumb rubbing the nipple. The finger of his other hand remained ensconced in her ass. Her face went slack with passion and once more squeals of joy erupted from her. "Eeeeeeeeee!!! Eeeeeeeeee!!! So goooooddddd!!! Feels so goooddddddd!!!!" she wailed.

She went wild, her fingers digging into his shoulders, her hips pounding down against him. Her body jolted and shook. Her head thrashed, whipping her hair around wildly.

"Aggggggainnnnnnnnn!!! Oh, shit!!! I'm cumming again!!! Eeeeeeeaaiiiiiiiiiiii!!!" she cried in ecstasy when her orgasm exploded.

The savage movements of Lana's body drew Bobby with her into the abyss of joy. Geysers of his juices spewed into her and they shared what seemed like an eternity of ecstasy before, finally, Lana collapsed atop him.

He pulled his finger from Lana's ass, wrapped his arms around her and they dozed off.

When Bobby awoke, Lana was gone. He looked around, wondering what had happened to her then she walked back into the room, a big smile on her face.

"I was in the bathroom, cleaning up," she explained. "That was fantastic! I've never been fucked that good in my life!"

She bounced onto the bed, falling across him, covering his mouth with hers. Her hair tumbled over his face, tickling him. After the kiss ended, Bobby's lips moved to the tip of a pert breast, and began suckling it. Lana's hands grasped his head, pressing him against her. They again explored each other's bodies avidly, their passion soaring out of control.

Before long, Bobby was once more plunging his cock into her while she met his thrusts with equally wild motions of her hips. Then she pulled back and looked up at him.

"I want you to take me from behind," she said.

Bobby got off her and watched as she rolled onto her belly, then pulled her knees up, pushing her splendid bottom up in the air.

He wasted no time getting behind Lana and reinserting his cock in the aperture it so badly wanted to occupy. His thighs slapped against hers as he drove into her. He bent forward and grasped her, using them for leverage as he thudded against her. It didn't take long before they once more moaned out joint passion and exploded together in ultimate bliss.

When Lana finished, she collapsed on the bed, drawing Bobby down atop her. His cock was still buried in her and, as he lay atop her, he buried his face in her silky, fragrant hair.

"I better get back to my room," Lana said after a while, "Your folks would have a shit fit if they found out what we're doing."

"Yeah, I guess!" Bobby replied. He pulled his softening cock out of her and she turned around. They shared yet another passionate kiss.

"We gotta do this again!" she said.

"We sure as heck do!" Bobby agreed. He kissed her again.

A thoughtful look formed on Lana's adorable face. "You know, when you had your finger up my ass, it felt really wild. You think, maybe, you could fuck me that way some time?" As she spoke, her eyes grew bright with eagerness. "I'd really like it if we could do it that way sometime."

"Yeah, sure, anything you want," Bobby said. "Anything." His heart started to pound as he contemplated what she had suggested she might let him do someday.

Lana kissed him once more then she slipped out of his bed and disappeared out the door.

Totally exhausted, Bobby pulled the covers over himself and fell asleep. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 17



Bobby took Paula to the movies the next night. He enjoyed spending time with the slim, lovely blonde and was encouraged by the fact that she seemed to like spending time with him, too.

As they watched the film, Bobby slid his arm around his pretty companion. 

Paula felt Bobby's hand slide over her shoulder, seeking her breast. Her breasts were incredibly sensitive and Bobby knew just how to touch them. She shivered with anticipation as his hand moved past her collar bone and onto the firm peak. Excitement rippled through her and she snuggled as close to Bobby as she could.

His hand moved over her soft jersey blouse and brushed a super-sensitive nipple which, along with its mate, had begun to awaken and emerge the second he touched her. The contact was electric and made Paula shiver.

Bobby felt his companion shudder and repeated what he'd done to her petite breast. She responded with another shudder, stronger this time. Delighted, Bobby continued to caress his companion's breast.

By the end of the film, Paula was breathless with desire; her nipples, swollen and proud, pressed against the soft, clinging fabric of her blouse. She'd long since lost the ability to focus on the picture and found herself barely able to walk as Bobby led her out of the theater to his parents' car.

Before they got in the car, Bobby pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Paula returned the kiss avidly, her arms locking around him. After the kiss ended they got in the car. Bobby started the engine and roared off, headed for the isolated spot on the outskirts of town everybody used for making out.

One of the reasons Bobby had taken the car was that it had bucket seats which reclined.

Paula, foggy with lust, was barely aware where they were when Bobby pulled into a shadowy area and stopped. He leaned over, kissed her again, and Paula felt the seat going backward.

Bobby slid his hand under her blouse and onto a bare breast. He gently fondled the petite, proud cone of flesh, thrilling her. Paula found Bobby very different from her previous lovers. Most of them copped a quick feel, pulled down her pants and jumped on. Bobby was considerate and gentle. He turned her on like she'd never been turned on before.

One thing Bobby had learned in the course of his sexual adventures that summer was that if he paid careful attention to his partner's needs, sex was a lot more satisfying for him, too. He received almost as much pleasure from the process of making his lovers happy as he did from the sex act itself.

While his lips and tongue worked on Paula's breasts, driving her wild, his hands moved to her waist and, before the lithe blonde realized what was happening, her slacks were sliding over her lean hips and down her slim legs. He rolled atop her and she felt the rigid shaft of his erection, trapped between them, pressing against her belly.

His passion raging out of control, Bobby grasped his cock and, with a downward thrust of his hips, slid it into Paula's super-heated, pulsing cavern of love.

"Ahhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned. Her legs came up and her heels locked behind Bobby's back.

The young man thrust into her, feeling the clutching walls of her love tunnel rippling, milking his cock, drawing him inexorably toward ultimate release.

Bobby had done his preliminary work well. By the time he stabbed his cock into Paula, she was very near orgasm and when he took her, she was overwhelmed by the powerful sensations evoked by Bobby's thrusting pole. Sex with him was always wonderful and this time was no different! It was, as always, fantastic!

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" she screamed, as sensations beyond anything she'd dreamed of wracked her. "Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhh!!!! Bobbeeeeeee!!!! Oh, Bobbeeeeee!!!!!" Deep inside her explosions went off and feelings of pure bliss washed over her.

"Yeahhhhhh!!!!" Bobby groaned as he experienced the wondrous spasms of his own coming and felt his fluids blasting into Paula's thrashing body.

Bobby collapsed atop her, spent, and felt her clutching him, kissing him, babbling to him. He didn't see the tears of joy running down her cheeks.

Paula wasn't sure why making love with Bobby was so different. She looked at him, eyes filled with wonder. "That was awesome, Bobby!" she exclaimed. "I love the way you make me feel!" She kissed him passionately.

"I love making you feel that way, Paula," Bobby replied. He returned her kiss, his hand gliding over her soft, silky, warm skin. He felt her muscles ripple as his hand roamed her lovely body.

"You made me feel so good," Paula commented. "But what about you?"

"Making you feel good makes me feel good..." Bobby told her. He sucked one of her nipples between his lips, making her groan softly. He'd never seen nipples like hers before. Not only did the centers get hard, so did the areolas! The effect was mouth-watering.

Paula rolled atop her lover. His erect cock slid between her legs and rubbed her ass. She loved it! She had no idea she could come so much! He had her feeling so good, she didn't ever want to stop!

Paula rocked her hips and felt Bobby's rigid pole slide through her soaking labia. A tremor of bliss shook her. She couldn't believe she was still turned on, but she was! She wanted that big cock in her again!

Bobby cupped her breasts in his warm hands, his thumbs tweaking the tips. The joy Paula experienced was so intense it almost took her breath away!

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paula moaned, her head rolling on her shoulders.

Bobby wanted his cock in her snug cave again. Her moving hips caused her clasping pussy to rub against his rigid pole and drove him wild. Hating to, he took one hand from her firm, breasts, grasped himself, and managed to get the flared purple tip between the lips of her dripping opening. Paula continued to move and as she did, the shaft slid into her quivering body.

Paula felt the slow invasion of her body by Bobby's erect pillar. It was so intense! His hand went back to her chest, joining it's mate squeezing and thumbing delight into her through her nipples while the swollen prod rubbed the super-sensitive walls of her furrow and caused stupendous feelings to well up inside her. The sensations he evoked with his caresses and fucking joined, swelled, and rushed though her in wave after wave of ecstasy.

"Ohhhh, Bobby!!!" Paula moaned, "It's gonna happen again!!!! Feels too good!!! I'm gonna...Oh Goddddd!!! I'm gonna come againnnnnnnnnn!!!! Oh, yesssss!!! Oh, yesssss!!! Oh, yessss!!! Ahhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!! Yessssssssssss!!!!!!"

Bobby felt Paula go wild; shaking, quivering. Her hip movements so frenzied he was afraid she'd tear his cock off. He looked at her lovely face, slack with passion, bobbing limply on her slim neck. Her hands clutched his arms, her fingernails bit into his skin. Her tunnel gripped his cock, rippling, squeezing it as she came, milking Bobby into another explosion.

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby's neck arched and his hips rose off the car seat as he poured gob after gob of his essence into her vibrating body. "I'm comminnnngggg, tooo!!! Oh, God, Paula!!!!!! Paulaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!"

Her lust finally assuaged, Paula collapsed atop Bobby, too weak to move. She felt his arms encircle her, and his lips softly caress her neck. Was this what love felt like? Was it possible...? Could she be falling for Bobby? She was physically and mentally exhausted and sexually more sated than she'd ever been in her life. And Bobby always left her feeling this way!

Bobby cuddled the beautiful young woman who lay atop him, his cock still lodged in her. He realized he didn't want to let her out of his arms. Being with her, making love with her, was different, more special than with any of the other women he was having sex been with. With Paula, there was a sweetness, a sense of satisfaction he experienced with no one else.

"What's happening to me?" he wondered. "I've never had an experience like this before..." He had more women who wanted him than any five guys, but the feelings he had for Paula were overpowering. "What have I gotten myself into?" he thought. 

The comely young woman lay atop her lover on the reclined seat of the car and he hugged her tightly. They held their embrace, oblivious to the world. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 18



"Bobbeeee!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Oh, God!!!" Lana groaned. She was bent over the bathroom counter and Bobby was behind her, plunging his cock into her.

Bobby was sitting in his bedroom, reading, when he saw their visitor walk down the hall wearing her blue satin pajama top. He heard her enter the bathroom and, since he knew they were home alone and he was horny, he put down his book, got off his bed, and followed her into the bathroom.

He entered the bathroom and, without saying anything, walked up behind Lana and slid her pajama top up. As he expected, she wasn't wearing anything under it and, before she could do or say anything, he shoved his already-hard cock into her.

Lana was almost as horny as Bobby. She had been debating whether she wanted to stay home and make love with him, or meet her friends at the mall, and hadn't really decided, although making it with Bobby kept looking better and better the more she thought about it. As a result of her thoughts, she was wet and ready when he walked into the bathroom and took her suddenly. As he slammed into her, her body shook and deep inside she sensed the start of her orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!! Bobby!!! Bobby!!! I'm...I'm gonna come!!! Oh!!! Ohhhhhh!!! I...I'm commmminnnnngggggg!!! I'm commminnnngggggg!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!!" she cried. Her body began to vibrate, then she exploded into blissful swells of pleasure. Her legs went weak. If Bobby hadn't been pressing her against the counter, she'd have fallen.

"Yeahhhhh!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!!!" Bobby cried as muscles inside him contracted vigorously and his hot, sticky cream jetted into her.

Bobby's ejaculation caused Lana additional exultation. She loved having sex with him. She never knew fucking could be as great as it was with him!

Bobby leaned against Lana, allowing his body to calm, feeling her calm, too. Slowly, his rampant cock withered and slid from her clutching vagina.

They stood up and Lana turned to face him. As the juices he'd pumped into her began to trickle down her legs, she hugged him and kissed him. "You are awesome!" she gushed. "God! You make me feel so wild! How did you know I wanted you?"

"I didn't," Bobby replied. "But I wanted you."

"I wanted you, too," Lana giggled, her body still tingling from his delightful, unexpected assault. "But I'm all messy. Now I have to take a bath." She unbuttoned her pajama top, dropped it to the floor, and stood there, nude, smiling at Bobby.

Bobby stared at the lovely girl's nude body, relishing what he saw. When she entered the shower, he shed the sweat suit he was wearing and joined her.

"I can't get over how gorgeous you are," he exclaimed as he stood in the open shower door, gazing at Lana's finely-formed body, on which jewel-like droplets of water glistened.

Lana felt herself blush. "Come here, cousin," she said, and held out her arms.

Bobby moved into her embrace, his body coming against her warm, wet one. Locked in an embrace, their tongues lashed as warm water beat down on them.

After the kiss ended they soaped each other thoroughly, enjoying the sensations their moving hands spread along with the rich lather. Each of them thought they'd been sated by their frantic joining on the vanity, but their behavior in the shower was arousing them all over again.

Lana turned to put the soap in the soap dish and felt Bobby move against her from behind.

"Jeezum! I don't believe it! He's hard again!" she thought, elated, as his erection slid between her buttocks, brushing the tiny pucker of her anus. "Ohhhhhh!!!" Lana trilled, "Bobby, does that ever feel good!!"

Bobby moved his hips, causing his cock to ride through the cleft between his partner's delectable cheeks. His actions made Lana's legs quiver and sent jolts of delight racing through her curvaceous form once more.

"Do you like that?" Bobby asked.

"Yessssss!!!" Lana hissed. "Oh, yesssssss!!!"

Bobby cupped one of her breasts and began rolling the nipple between his thumb and finger. Lana grew more and more aroused.

Bobby continued thrusting and Lana felt the swollen head of his cock nudging her anal pucker. She pressed back against him and shuddered when she realized she wanted him in her there! In her ass!!

"Push!!! Oh, God!!! Push!!! Bobby!!! Bobbeeeeee!!! Put it in me!!! In therrrrreee!!!" she cried. She kept pressing back against him. Tortuous feelings of joy swept over her as his cock slowly moved through her snug sphincter, into her virgin opening.

Bobby's blood pounded in his ears as his throbbing cock probed into Lana's body through the opening he'd never entered before. He believed they'd shared all a man and woman could share, now this! His cock was going into her ass! Lubricated by the heavy lather he'd spread over her, his rigid member made slow, steady headway into the unbelievably tight orifice.

Lana groaned, overwhelmed by what was happening. Her ass was being stretched and strained. The sensations coursing through her were a mixture of pleasure and pain. Slowly, ever so slowly, Bobby's cock moved deeper and deeper into her tight rear channel, thrilling her more and more each centimeter it advanced.

Bobby gripped Lana's hips and maintained steady pressure, forcing his cock inexorably into her quaking body. "So...tight," he groaned, "Oh, God, Lana, it feels too good!"

Gradually, his thighs began to press against Lana's and he felt her buttocks against his groin. He was all the way in!

"Oh, God!" Lana's cry was a combined moan of ecstasy and pain. Never in her life had she had an experience like the one she was having right now! "Oh, Bobbeeeeeeee!!!" she moaned when she felt him begin to move slowly.

Bobby realized he couldn't help himself. He was going to come, very soon. This was too wild! It felt too good! "Oh, Lana, I'm gonna come!" he groaned, feeling the commencement of joyful spasms deep inside his loins. "Oh, Lord! Lana!!! I'm gonna come!!!!"

"Come! Please, come!!!" Lana cried. "Yessssss, Bobby!!!! Yessssss!!! Fill meeeeeeee!!! Come!!! Fill meeeeeee!!!!" The feelings resulting from their contact were incredibly sweet. Her anus was clutching Bobby's cock so tightly she could feel every ridge of the meaty pole embedded in her. And that pole throbbing and pulsating, was pumping hot cream into her rectum. She exploded.

"Lanaaaaaaaaa!!!! Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhhdddddd!!!! Lanaaaaaaaaa!!!!" Bobby groaned. His fingers dug into Lana's ass as, his cock spouting wildly, he lunged against her.

"B...B...Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Oh, yes!!! Oh, yes!!! Oh, yes!!! Oh, yessssssssssss!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yessssssssss!!! Yesssssssss!!!! Yessssssssss!!!!" Lana groaned. Her impassioned cries echoed in the shower and she clawed at the wall, desperately seeking something to hold on to.

Later, dried off, they lay in each other's arms in Bobby's bed.

Bobby studied her lovely face. "Are you OK?" he asked.

Lana kissed him and smiled. "I never felt better!" she told him and kissed him again. "It was fantastic!"

They lay in Bobby's bed a little longer, necking and caressing each other.

"We better get dressed," Lana said at last. "Your mom's going to be home soon."

"Yeah," Bobby said reluctantly. "I guess so."

They began to dress. Lana noticed that Bobby paused to watch her put her clothes on and looked at him, puzzled. "How come you're looking at me like that?" she asked.

Bobby grinned. "I love to watch you dress," he explained.

"I thought you liked watching me undress," Lana said.

"I do," he said. "But it's almost as neat watching you dress." When she was dressed, he finished putting on his clothes. "Come on," he said, "Let's go down and make dinner." He took Lana's hand and they started for the stairs. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 19



Bobby was sitting in a local "unisex" beauty parlor, waiting to get his hair cut. He was the only person left in the shop and, since it was late, he assumed he was the hairdresser's last customer of the day.

Bobby studied the hairdresser, whose name was Lisa, as she put the finishing touches on the customer she was working on when Bobby arrived at the shop. Lisa was a slim, attractive woman in her mid-twenties. Bobby watched her take money from the customer ahead of him, a plump middle-aged woman.

The other customer left and Lisa turned to Bobby and smiled. "I'm sorry, Bobby" she said, "Mrs. Gillingham took longer than I expected. She's such a chatterbox, and she won't sit still. That makes her take longer."

Lisa walked to the door, locked it, and put a "Closed" sign in the window. It had been a long day and the last thing she wanted was someone walking in while she was with her last customer. She wanted to finish Bobby's haircut, then go home. Not that going home was any big deal. Her live-in boyfriend had just dumped her for some bleached blonde teenage slut, so there was nothing at home for her to go to.

"That's OK," Bobby said. "I don't mind waiting." Waiting wasn't bad. He got to look at Lisa while he did. And she was pretty, very pretty.

"Shampoo, cut, and blow dry, right?" Lisa said.

Bobby nodded. "Just like always," he agreed. 

Lisa was wore her long dark brown hair in an attractive, loose, fluffy style. She had on a white silk blouse with long sleeves and big collar, and a snug, very short black skirt. The legs displayed by the tiny skirt were well-shaped, very well-shaped. And the dark pantyhose Lisa was wearing made her lovely limbs look even more enticing.

"She's something else!" Bobby thought as he followed her to the chair. "I wouldn't mind making it with her!" He found the idea of getting it on with the pretty hairdresser in her shop more than a little exciting.

Lisa put a protective plastic cover over Bobby and fastened it around his neck. When she did, her hip brushed against Bobby's arm and he felt his groin tighten.

After the cover was fastened, Lisa spun the chair around. "You have to lean back so I can do your shampoo," Lisa said, releasing the seatback latch and lowering the young man so he could put his neck in the groove in the specially-made shampoo sink.

Bobby eyed the hairdresser as she got the water temperature right, wetted his hair, then began lathering it. She had a really nice bottom, he noticed. Passion continued to stir deep inside him. He was going to have a major case of blue balls if he kept thinking the things he was thinking.

Lisa continued to work the lather into his hair and Bobby gripped the arms of the chair, acutely aware of the lovely woman's nearness and the sweet feelings he was getting from what she was doing to his hair.

"Tell me if the water's too hot," Lisa said.

"It's...ah...it's fine," Bobby replied. Did his voice sound funny, or was he just imagining things? "The water isn't too hot, but I sure am!" he thought. He couldn't believe what a randy bastard he'd turned into this summer.

Lisa kept working her fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp, and as she did her firm thigh brushed his hand. Bobby felt her warmth and, without thinking, extended a finger and gently caressed her leg. He figured the worst that could happen would be that he'd get slapped.

Lisa, busy working shampoo into the young man's hair, at first wasn't aware he was caressing her leg. Her first inkling something was happening was a tingling sensation--little shocks of pleasure shooting into her. She was a little perplexed to by the realization. At first, she didn't know what was happening, then she glanced down and saw what Bobby was doing.

"He's touching me!" she thought. "The little shit! My God! What am I going to do?" At first, she tried to ignore the feelings and continued working lather into his hair. She figured he'd stop eventually if she didn't respond. Bobby had nice hair, thick and full, she told herself, trying to get her thoughts off what the young man was doing to her.

Lisa didn't wasn't aware she was doing it, but her body began to press against Bobby a little harder. Even if she didn't want him to do what he was doing, her body, denied satisfaction since her boyfriend left, was seeking his delightful touch.

Bobby was pleasantly surprised when Lisa moved closer. "I don't believe it!" he thought, his cock jumping. "She's pressing against me! She likes what I'm doing!" His movements became bolder. As long as Lisa wasn't telling him to stop, he wasn't going to! He kept touching her.

Lisa continued washing Bobby's hair, acutely conscious of her customer's seeking fingers and the effect they were having on her.

"What am I going to do?" she thought. "He's playing with my leg! I've got to stop this before he gets the wrong idea!" She opened her mouth, intending to tell Bobby to stop, but nothing came out. "What he's doing does feel nice," she told herself, scandalized by her thoughts. Was it possible she didn't want the young man to stop doing what he was doing to her?

"He's young and he probably thinks he's getting away with something. It's harmless," she thought, unconsciously rationalizing her inaction, "What's the harm in letting him cop a feel? There's no harm in that. I can stop him any time I want to."

Bobby knew Lisa was taking a lot longer doing his shampoo than she usually did, and she was pressing against him a lot while she was doing it. The pressure of her leg on his hand and the sensations resulting from what she was doing with his hair had given him a full-blown, throbbing erection.

"It's a good thing I'm covered," he thought. "Otherwise she could see what's happening to me." Emboldened by Lisa's lack of protest, he began caressing her leg with his whole hand. As it slid over the warm nylon-clad skin of her leg, his penis jumped as if it had been touched by a live wire.

Lisa felt her insides start to writhe when the boy's hand began gliding over her stockinged thigh. She better stop him now! This was way more than she should allow him to do! Instead of stopping Bobby, she finished rinsing his hair, shut the water off, and wrapped a towel around his head, tucking the ends carefully.

The boy's hand continued sliding softly up and down her leg. Her breath caught. Her legs were rubbery and she couldn't speak. Though her mind was ordering her to put an end to what was happening, her body had other ideas. Her legs parted. The young man's hand slid between her them and continued to thrill her.

"Jesus!" Bobby thought. Fires of passion blazed in him as his hand glided over the woman's silken thighs. This couldn't be happening! He brushed the place where her legs and body joined and was surprised to discover he could feel wetness through her panties and pantyhose. She really was getting turned on!

"Ohhh!!!" Lisa moaned softly when Bobby touched her vagina. It was the first sound she'd been able to utter since this crazy thing began. Her chest was heaving, her mind was a jumble of confusion. She had to make him stop! She had to! But she couldn't move, and her voice wouldn't work!

With a single finger, Bobby began tracing Lisa's pulsing, damp opening. He could feel her trembling and the juices of excitement flowing from her demonstrated very clearly that he was turning her on.

"Unnnnhh!!" Lisa moaned as her body jolted. Passion washed over her in unstoppable waves. This was crazy! A kid was playing with her pussy and she was turned on! Really turned on!

"Ohhhh!!!" she moaned softly. Her hips thrust forward automatically, seeking more of the teenager's delightful touch.

Bobby saw her discomfort and felt her jerk. "Am I hurting you?" he asked.

Lisa, quaking with excitement, was unable to reply. She shook her head.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

The sensible part of Lisa's mind screamed, "Yes! Yes! Get away from me!" but her body was no longer paying heed to her conscience. Instead, her head moved from side to side. "What is the matter with me?" she thought desperately. "Why can't I stop him?"

Bobby slid his hand to the elastic waist of Lisa's pantyhose, then he shoved it into them, moving it toward her passion-inflamed pussy. It glided over her silken belly and discovered her swollen, tingling clit.

"Ggaaaaahhhhh!!!!" Lisa moaned as she experienced overwhelming explosions of pleasure. If the kid kept that up, she was going to come! She had no idea how things had gotten so out of hand, but it was too late! She was so turned on she'd scream if she didn't come! She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this turned on!

While his hand drove the lovely hairdresser wild, Bobby shifted, trying to relieve the discomfort his swollen,throbbing erection was causing him. His pants were too tight. He unzipped his fly and fumbled his engorged pole out.

Lisa was no longer pretending she was trying to do his hair. She clung to the chair to keep from falling as her young client's hand sent delectable impulse after delectable impulse racing through her.

"Oh God!" she thought, "If he keeps that up, I'm going to come! I...I have to come! I have to!!"

Bobby continued stroking the hairdresser's pussy, feeling her passion-inflamed body tremble as he did. He stopped caressing her for a second and fumbled with her pantyhose, trying to push them down. He was startled when Lisa pushed his hand aside and shoved the pantyhose, and her panties, down baring her vagina for him.

Once Lisa's middle was bare, Bobby slid his hand over her hot, supple belly, through her pubic hair, onto the need-slick petals of her labia. He traced her opening for a few seconds, then he slipped a finger into her. At the same time he managed to get his thumb on her super-sensitive clit.

"Unnnhhh!!" Lisa groaned softly. Overwhelming sensations knotted her insides, building sweet tension that felt wonderful, but demanded release. "Oh God! He really is finger-fucking me!" she thought. "A customer, a boy I hardly know, is finger-fucking me! And I'm letting him. Oh God! It feels sooooo good!!" Soft moans continued to pour from her as Bobby's finger and thumb plunged and twirled insistently. "God! Does he ever know how to do that!" she thought. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had such a wonderful finger-fucking. She felt her control fading and knew her body was about to explode with passion. She gripped the chair so tight her knuckles were white.

"I'm gonna come!!!" she thought, as signs of imminent release flashed through her whirling mind. "My God! I really am!! Now!!!!!" Overcome with joy, she groaned aloud. "Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her luscious hips jolted and juices of passion flooded out of her. "Ohhhh!!!! Yesssssss!!!! Yesssssss!!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!"

Bobby felt the walls of Lisa's vagina spasming around his thrusting finger. Her hips began rocking frantically, wetness dampened his hand, and sounds of delight cascaded from her. He pressed his finger deeper and watched her ride out her orgasm on his hand. Her gorgeous face was flushed, her eyes were closed, her exquisite features were contorted with need, and she bawled with delight.

When Lisa's movements slowed and the clutching of her vagina stopped, Bobby slid his finger from her, sat up, and gently maneuvered her onto his lap. Weak and limp, she fell into his arms, her head lying on his shoulder.

She'd just had one of the most shattering orgasms she'd ever had! Lisa couldn't recall the last time she'd felt any better! Bobby might be a kid, but he had her in his power! Lying on his plastic-covered lap, she felt something pressing against her bottom. Something hard!

She'd been so consumed by what Bobby was doing to her she hadn't had time to consider he might be getting turned on,too. "My God!" she thought. "He's got a hard-on!" A ripple of delight went through her, evoked by the rigid pole prodding her bottom, and the additional delights it promised.

Bobby wasn't quite sure how to get Lisa to allow him to make love to her. Making her come with his hand had been a real trip, but he wanted more. He wanted to fuck her! He reached for the buttons on her blouse.

Lisa looked at Bobby and saw the desire in his eyes. When he began unbuttoning her blouse, she felt yearning began to grow anew.

Slowly, carefully, he opened the buttons. Lisa felt air on her exposed skin as he slid the blouse down her arms. She sat on his lap wearing just her flimsy bra, trembling, as his hands traced patterns of bliss on her chest and moved to the clasp of the bra, which lay between her breasts. Then her bra was open and the flimsy garment fluttered to the floor, leaving the exquisite woman naked from the waist up, aquiver with rapture.

"What's wrong with me?" Lisa thought feverishly, "Why am I letting him do this? Why can't I stop him?" "Mmmmmmnnpphhhh!!!!" she groaned when his lips covered the turgid tip of one perfect breast. Electricity shot into her. He was turning her on all over again!

Bobby stopped suckling Lisa for a second and gazed at her breasts. They were delightful. Small, but firm, and wonderfully shaped, they rose proudly from her lean chest. Rigid nipples jutted from dark aureolas, begging to be suckled. Bobby resumed doing that. When he did, he again felt her tremble and heard her impassioned moans. He mouthed one breast, then the other; over and over. Lisa was soon quaking uncontrollably.

"I want you," Bobby said finally, his voice hoarse. He reached down and tugged her tiny skirt up, leaving it a thin black band around her waist.

Lisa, numb with passion, felt him pulling on her skirt and shivered. She felt terribly vulnerable, but was so inundated with need she couldn't think straight. She watched him pull off the plastic cover and saw his engorged shaft for the first time.

"Jesus! He may be young, but he's huge!" she thought. "My God! He'll split me in two!" She continued to stare, transfixed, while Bobby opened his pants and shoved them down.

He looked at her and smiled. "You want me don't you?"he rasped.

Lisa nodded slowly. She rolled so she was a stride his legs, grasped his erect shaft and began guiding it toward her aching opening. Bobby grasped her hips and pulled her onto him.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Lisa moaned as the flared tip parted her vaginal lips and moved into her. Marvelous sensations ripped through her as she impaled herself. His column spread her, stretched her, and filled her more than she'd ever been filled. Finally, her buttocks came to rest on the young man's thighs. He was crammed all the way into her! She'd never experienced anything this fantastic!

Bobby began rocking his hips, thrusting his swollen rod into the clutching warmth of Lisa's tight love channel. He grasped her slim, shapely hips and kept lunging into her, relishing the wonderful way her snug cunt massaged his erection.

The boy's huge cock gave Lisa feelings she never imagined were possible. She didn't believe she could feel any better than she had a few minutes earlier when her passion exploded on his fingers, but now she knew that had just been an appetizer! She didn't want the exquisite feelings to stop! Her head lolled on her shoulders and her fine breasts bobbed softly as Bobby thrust into her forcefully. Passion coiled tighter and tighter, ecstasy building upon ecstasy. She'd never felt this good!

"It's going to happen again!!!" Lisa thought, as she experienced the first stirrings of her approaching orgasm. "My Lord! He's going to make me come again!!"

Bobby couldn't wait. The situation was too exciting, too intense! Sensations so intense they were almost painful, exploded through him with surprising intensity. "Gaaaaaaaa!!!!!" he cried, powerfully pumping hot, opalescent fluid into Lisa.

Lisa felt the hot fluids gushing into her and then her mind dissolved into a kaleidoscope of ecstasy.

"Agggggg.....Aggggainnnnn!!! Aggggain!!!" she cried. "Yessss!!!! Yessssss!!! Yessssss!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhh!!! Yessssss!!!!"

Lisa's pelvis ground against Bobby's until no more pleasure remained to be savored, then she collapsed into his arms, her head again on his shoulder. Her bare, semi-rigid nipples tingled as they brushed his shirt. She couldn't remember when she'd been more satisfied. She lay in her customer's arms and felt his penis shrink, then slide from her with a tickle. They were finished.

Bobby held the gorgeous hairdresser in his arms. He was so exhausted he couldn't do anything else. After a bit, she stirred, then got off him. He turned his head and watched as she picked up a towel and cleaned herself off. Then she wiped him clean, too.

Both of them got dressed, neither of them talking about what had just happened. They both seemed to feel that talking about what they'd done would somehow spoil it.

Bobby sat back down in the chair and Lisa, acting as if nothing unusual had happened, put the cover back over him and finished his haircut. When she was done, she held a mirror up to show him how his haircut looked.

"That's fine," Bobby smiled, "I'm really very satisfied."

"Thank you," Lisa replied, picking up the hidden meaning in his comment. "I am, too."

She took the plastic cover off, Bobby got out of the chair and Lisa brushed pieces of clipped hair off him. Then they walked to the desk. Bobby paid for his haircut and shampoo and added a generous tip.

"Would you like to schedule another appointment?" Lisa asked.

"I think I better make one," Bobby said.

"In four weeks," Lisa said, handing him an appointment card. "I'll put you down for the same time as today." She grinned. "You'll be my last customer."

"Sounds good," Bobby said. He took the card and left.

Lisa locked the door behind Bobby, turned, leaned against it, hugged herself, and shuddered. "Damn!" she said.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 20



Lana called Bobby the next afternoon.

"I'm at my friend Desiree's house," she said, her voice soft and sultry. Want to come over? Desiree wants to meet you." She rattled off an address.

Bobby got in the jeep and drove to the address his cousin had gave him. He knocked on the door but nobody answered. Since he'd been invited, he went inside. He was about to call out Lana's name when he thought he heard something. It was a human sound, murmuring or moaning and it sounded as if it was coming from upstairs. He headed toward the stairs, wondering what was going on. Had Lana played a trick on him?

He reached the top of the stairs and started down the hallway, making as little noise as possible, not that it mattered. The sounds coming from the room down the hall which got louder, the closer he got to it, would have drowned out his approach anyhow.  And, as he neared the room, Bobby figured out what the sounds were. They were moans of pleasure!

His excitement burgeoning, Bobby halted outside a slightly ajar door. The door to the room where all the sounds he'd been hearing were coming from. Apparently Lana and her friend were in there, doing things, and weren't worried about being caught.

"Desireee!!!! Oh, God!!! Desireeee!!!! Eat meee!!!!! Oh, God!!!!! Yeahhhh!!!! Eat meeeeeee!!!!!" a female wailed. Bobby recognized his cousin's voice. Desiree was evidently making her feel wonderful. He pushed the door open a little farther so he could observe what was going on in the room.

Lana and a lissome redhead, both nude, lay entwined on the bed. The redhead--it had to be Desiree--whose pale skin was a marked contrast to Lana's deep tan, lay between Lana's outstretched legs, her face buried in his cousin's muff.

Lana was writhing and moaning, her hands flailing, trying to find something to grab hold of.

Bobby's cock snapped to life. The scene unfolding in front of him was terribly stimulating. Gaping, he watched as the two young women pleasured each other.

Judging from the sounds emanating from Lana, Desiree was extremely good at what she was doing. Her head was in front of his cousin's pussy, so Bobby couldn't see much, but the way Lana was struggling, Desiree had to be making her feel very good. Very good, indeed! The redhead's arm moved as she finger-fucked Lana. Bobby shifted his legs, trying to ease the cramped quarters his swollen cock was in. It didn't help much.

"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shitttttt!!!! Deseeeeeeee!!!! Deseeeeeeeee!!! Gonna come!!! I'm gonna come!!!!! Gahhhhhh!!! I'm commmmmmmmmminnnnnnnnnnggggggggg!!!! Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Lana cried. Her body arched and twisted as her orgasm clobbered her.

The sexy redhead kept going until Lana lay limp on the bed. Then she slid atop her friend and kissed her.

"I taste good," Lana commented, then giggled. "Now I'm gonna do you."

Desiree's hand remained buried in Lana's pussy, and she began licking and sucking Lana's breasts again.

Lana began stroking her friend's body. "That feels really good, but now it's my turn!" she exclaimed, pushing the redhead over on her back. "I'm gonna make you feel good, too! Real good!"

As the two young women rolled over, Bobby stepped back, not wanting to be seen. Not yet. He wanted to see Lana make love to her friend!

Lana's lips, tongue, and hands darted over her friend's pale, slim, body; caressing, stroking, building the fires of passion higher and higher. Bobby was mightily aroused! The spectacle unfolding in front of the young man was far more erotic than the best porno film he'd ever seen!

Bobby examined Lana's friend. Desiree had a slim, boyish figure with almost no breasts. But her nipples were huge, as if to compensate for what was lacking in the breasts they capped. Tiny pink aureolas surrounded the big buds emerging from the slight mounds on the redhead's chest. Judging from the fierce way Desiree responded when Lana sucked them, her nipples had to be super-sensitive.

"Oh, Jeez!!!! Oh, Jeez!!!! Oh, Jeez!!!!" the slender redhead cried, "Oh, Lana!!! I love it when you suck my titties!!! Gahhhhhh!!! That feels awesome!!!!"

Lana stuffed several fingers into her friend's pussy and began twirling them and rubbing her clit. Desiree clenched her breasts and her back arched.

"Eat meeeee!!! Please, Lana!!! Eat meeeee!!!!" the willowy redhead begged.

Acting as if she hadn't heard her friend's ardent plea, Lana kept fingering Desiree. With her free hand, she stroked her partner's lean thighs and was kissing Desiree everywhere but where the redhead wanted to be kissed. Desiree's hips rose off the bed, twisting, turning, pursuing the contact she wanted so desperately. "Pleeeeeeaseeeeeee!!!!!"

The lovely young females remained locked together in heated embrace, mouths joined, tongues entwining, hands moving everywhere. The sight of two appealing female bodies straining together was more than Bobby could bear. He could hardly breathe and his cock felt as rigid as steel. He wanted to jump into bed with them, but he also wanted to see what they were going to do more, so he remained in the hallway.

Lana pulled out of the carnal embrace rolled onto her back. "Sit on me!" she exclaimed, tugging at Desiree, "Sit on my face so I can eat you!"

The redhead straddled Lana's head, her slender legs on either side of her companion's face, her small, taut buttocks resting on Lana's breasts. Bobby stepped back, afraid Lana would see him standing in the doorway. He didn't want her to stop this, not yet!

When he heard a soft sigh, Bobby took a chance, stepped to the corner of the doorway and peered around it. The redhead's eyes were closed, her head hung back, and her mouth was open. She licked her lips and squeezed her breasts. He could see Lana's tongue lashing the redhead's pussy, making the slim girl quiver and jerk.

Lana was doing an admirable job of eating her friend's pussy, judging from the way the nubile redhead was reacting.Suddenly Desiree stiffened, her fingers digging into her meager breasts, her large nipples looked so swollen Bobby wondered if they hurt.

"Gonna come!!! Lanaaaaaaa!!! I'm gonna come!!!" Desiree howled, then, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Her body continued quivering while Lana continued licking and sucking the puffy lips of her friend's cunt.

The redhead leaned over backward so far it almost looked as if she would break in half, then she rolled off Lana, who quickly reversed herself and pulled her now-satisfied friend into her arms.

While Desiree lay semi-conscious, Lana reached under the pillow and pulled out a long, black object.

Bobby stared, wide-eyed. It was Lana's dildo! His cousin took the artificial cock into her mouth, looking as if she enjoyed what she was doing, then she began sweeping the tip of the fake black cock down between her friend's excitement-wet pussy lips.  Desiree went wild again.

"Yeahhhhhh!!!! Oh, shit!!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!!!" she cried. "I love it when you use that on me!!!! Put it in meeeee!!!! Please, Lana!!! Put it in me!!!!!"

Lana teased her friend with the imitation penis until the slender girl was babbling incoherently. Only then did Lana slowly insert the counterfeit cock into her friend's body and begin fucking her with slow, deep thrusts. Bobby's eyes widened. The ebony simulated cock looked even blacker against Desiree's fair skin.

Desiree exploded. "Wahhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Oh, Jesus!!!" she screamed. "Wahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Wahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Commminnnnnggggggg!!! Commmminnnnnnggggg!!!! Wahhhhhh!!! Wahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Lana began licking her friend's clit while she continued fucking her with the dildo. Desiree's gestures grew still wilder. Her cries of ecstasy were almost deafening, her body contorted wildly, and she clawed at the covers pulling them into a tangle. At last, after Bobby had begun to think Desiree would never stop coming, the redhead went limp.

Lana gave her friend's pussy one last kiss, pulled the dildo out of her, and tossed it aside. Then she stretched out next to the willowy girl and took her in her arms.

"God, Lana!" Desiree cooed, "That was awesome! I love it when you fuck me with that thing! It feels so real!"

"Wait until you feel the real thing," Lana told her friend. "Once you've had a real cock, that thing's never gonna feel the same. When guys come in you, they shoot you full of hot sticky stuff. It's a real trip!"

"God, Lana," Desiree gushed, "it makes me feel funny inside when you tell me stuff like that. I have to find out what it really feels like. I just have to!"

"You hear that, Bobby?" Lana said, startling the the young man. He had no idea she knew he was there. "You can come in now."

Bobby stepped into the room. "How did you know I was there?" he asked his grinning cousin. Her redheaded friend rolled over and tugged the covers over her bare body.

"I saw you when Desiree was eating me," Lana replied. "You're gonna love this. She's a virgin. She's never been fucked. I told her you were the perfect guy to fix that."

A virgin! Bobby had never been to bed with a virgin and found the prospect of being Desiree's first male lover incredibly exciting. His cock stiffened even more.

"You wait, Desiree," Lana said, "He'll show you how good a real cock feels, won't you, Bobby?"

"Ah...sure," he stammered.

"Why don't you take your clothes off and join us?" Lana said softly. "You don't want to keep Desiree waiting, do you?"

Bobby started for the bed, shedding his clothes as he went. His hands were shaking so much he had a hard time getting his clothes off. Two women! One of them a virgin! This was the stuff of dreams!

Lana moved aside so he could lie on the bed between them. Desiree acted as if she weren't sure she wanted what Bobby just heard her say she did. Sometimes reality is scary. It was up to him to show her it wasn't scary at all.

"Go ahead," Lana said, "she wants it, you heard her."

Bobby laid his hand gently on the redhead's shoulder and felt her shudder. "Desiree," he said softly, "Do you really want me to make love to you?"

Desiree looked at him anxiously, then she nodded. "You...you won't...won't hurt me, will you?" she murmured.

"Hell, no, he won't hurt you," Lana said, "Bobby's going to make you feel better than you've ever felt! By the time he's done with you, he'll have you begging for more."

"But what if I can't.." the lean, lovely girl asked timorously. "I...I saw his...his...him. He's so big! What...what if he doesn't fit?"

Lana chuckled. "Nothing to worry about," she told her friend. "Trust me! The bigger they are, the better they feel. You'll find that out real soon." She smiled at Bobby. "Won't she?"

"Uh-huh," Bobby croaked. He began by letting his fingers trail lightly up and down Desiree's slender back. He found her slimness extremely appealing.

Desiree groaned softly as his hand slid over her lithe torso. Her groans got louder when Lana joined in, caressing her where Bobby wasn't.

The young man found it incredibly erotic to be making love to one young woman while an equally beautiful and appealing young woman assisted him.

"I can't wait too long," he whispered to Lana, "I have to have her. I'm too turned on!" His cock, already steel-hard when he entered the room, felt like it was going to explode.

"Go ahead, then, take her!" Lana replied, urgently pulling her friend onto her back.

Desiree's eyes were pressed shut, her mouth hung open, and her nipples stood proudly atop her diminutive breasts. Lana urged her friend's legs apart.

Bobby moved between the redhead's incredibly slim, but well-shaped legs. A shudder went through him when Lana grasped his cock and centered it on Desiree's soaking wet pussy.

"Go ahead, Bobby! Put it in!" Lana exclaimed and tugged on his cock.

Bobby lowered his hips and began to press his swollen organ into Desiree. She was tighter than he anticipated, and it took more than a little effort to get in.

"Ohhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Too big!!! It's tooo big!!!!" Desiree groaned. Despite her protestations, she kept pushing her hips up off the bed, so Bobby didn't stop.

While her cousin's cock bored into her friend's body, Lana began twirling her fingers on Desiree's clit. Her cations made the redhead's hips jolt and buck, sucking Bobby deeper into her.

At last Bobby's pubic bone contacted Desiree's. Her body continued to move in the instinctive motions of sex and continual moans of joy poured from her. The way her pussy was clasping the young man's cock, he knew it wouldn't be long before he came. There was no way he could hold back, even though he would have liked to. The situation was too exciting! Bobby held himself above Desiree on outstretched arms, struggling vainly for control.

Lana began sucking her friend's nipples. Bobby saw that and exploded. He could no longer hold back.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!!" he cried, his hips thumping against Desiree's svelte body as he shot gob after gob of hot, sticky cream into her.

"Ohhhhhhhh!!!! My God!!!! Heeee's commminnnngggg!!! It's so hotttttt!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm going crazeeeeeeeeee!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Feels too goooooooooooooodddddd!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" the nubile redhead wailed while her body contorted with euphoria.

Bright-eyed, Lana watched Bobby and Desiree copulate, her fingers twirling in her cunt. "Ohhhhh!!! Yeahhhhh!!!! Yeahhhhhh!!!!!" she cooed as her body, passion roaring through it, jolted and bucked.

Bobby, wide-eyed, watched Lana make herself come while she him fucking Desiree!

"It was as good as you said it would be, Lana!! Even better!!" Desiree gushed once they finished. Bobby pulled out of her and laid on his back, spent, between the lovely young women. Taking Desiree's virginity had been a very intense and satisfying experience.

"I told you, didn't I?" Lana exclaimed, grasping his limp penis. "This is the best there is!"

Bobby felt a twinge of pleasure when his cousin's hand gripped his limp, come-slick cock.

"Hey!" Lana chuckled when she felt his cock stir in her hand as if it had a life of it's own. Actually, it seemed to.

Bobby realized he was still horny! "Damn! You're getting me hard again!" he exclaimed.

Lana began stroking his organ, rapidly bringing it to full erection once again. Bobby couldn't get over how randy he was!

While Lana was stroking life into her cousin's cock. Desiree, a look of curiosity on her face, moved closer and began to help her.

Bobby groaned as two pairs of hands worked on him, stroking his legs, playing with his balls, making his cock harder and harder. It was incredible! He lay there, eyes closed, enjoying the furious sensations the two young women were bestowing on him.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!" he groaned, his hips rising, when something warm and wet engulfed the head of his cock. What...? He lifted his head, looked down, and saw his cock disappearing into Lana's mouth. God! While his cousin sucked him, Desiree fondled his balls and licked any part of his cock Lana left exposed. What the two girls were doing to him was incredibly stimulating, and soon Bobby was gasping with delight.

"Me, too!!! Let me!!!" Bobby heard Desiree beg, then Lana's mouth was replaced by Desiree's. The feeling was different, but no less wonderful. At first, the redhead's movements were tenuous, but as she sucked him, she quickly found the best way to do it. His groans grew louder still and the movements of his hips became more fervent.

"I want to fuck him!" Bobby heard Lana say, then her legs brushed his hips as she straddled him and he shuddered as her warm love grotto engulfed his cock. "Yeahhhh!!!!" Lana hissed, beginning to move her hips, riding him. "Sit on his face!" she urged her friend. "Let him eat you!"

Desiree's warm, slim legs brushed Bobby's face as she lowered herself onto him. It was incredible! He began licking and teasing her soaked pussy, and her hips began gyrating.

"Ohhhhhh!!!! Jesus!!!! Lanaaaaaaaa!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!" he heard Desiree groan. "This is wild!!! Awesome!!!! He's eating meeeeee!!!!!!"

"Oh, shit!!! Goddamn!!! I'm gonna commmmmmeeeeee!!! Eeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Eyahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!! Oh, shit, I'm commmmmminnnnnnngggggg!!!!!" Lana cried. Her hips went wild, making Bobby's cock lash around inside her.

"Me, tooooooooooooo!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! I'm comminnngg!!! Again!!! Agggggainnnnnnnnn!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby heard Desiree groan, then her body, too, went wild. Her pussy slid all over his face, smearing her juices all over him.

"Mmmmmmphhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby groaned into Desiree's spasming snatch as he spewed his torrid seed into Lana's rippling pussy.

After they finished, the girls snuggled against Bobby, one on either side. They kissed him, then giggled and licked Desiree's juices off his face. The young man was totally sated, and before he knew it, he fell asleep, luxuriating in the wonder of having a warm nude body pressed against him on either side.

 He awoke alone, and got out of bed wondering where his two lovely companions were. He heard giggling and laughter from the bathroom. The girls must have decided to clean up after their love-making session. Bobby needed to clean up as well. Dried love-juices caked his body.

Lana smiled when he walked into the bathroom. What he saw made his cock stir all over again. The girls were in the clear glass shower stall, covered with white foamy suds, and their hands were working up still more lather.

"I wondered if you were going to join us," Lana said. "You gonna take a bath with us?"

Bobby nodded and stepped into the shower. Before he could do anything, both of them began working on him with lathery washcloths. He used his hands to massage suds into both of their lovely adolescent bodies. It was incredible. Lana's body was curvy, her breasts and ass magnificent. Desiree, on the other hand, had a sparse body, with small, boyish breasts. Those tiny breasts were, as Bobby suspected, extremely sensitive and the redhead began to moan and gasp the minute he touched them.

"You want to fuck her in here?" Lana asked, pumping Bobby's now-rigid cock with a fine, warm hand.

"You want me to, Desiree?" Bobby asked, moving his hand over her concave belly, between her legs, thrusting a finger into her.

"Uhhhhh!!! In...Ahhhhh!!!...here? How...Uhhhhhh!!!...how can we do that?" Desiree moaned. Her body continued jerking as he finger-fucked her and thumbed her clit.

"Bend over and grab hold of the faucets," Lana said, guiding her friend into position. Then she grabbed Bobby's cock and held it as he slid it into the slim redhead's body.

"Oh, wow!!! Jeeeeeezus!!!" Desiree groaned when Bobby began thrusting into her. Lana plastered her soap-slick hot body against theirs and slid her hand between them, adding to the sensations both of her friends were feeling.

"Two can play at that game," Bobby thought. He slid his hand between Lana's legs and shot a finger into her.

"Ohhhhhh!!!! Damn!!!" Lana groaned, working her hips against his hand.

Bobby had no idea how long they went on like that. All he knew was that it was a delightful experience, one of the wildest he'd ever had! Lana writhed against his hand. Desiree's body shook as his thighs slapped against hers.

"Aggggainnnnnnnn!!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shit!!! I'm gonna come againnnnnnnnnn!!!!! Ayyyyeeeeeeeee!!!!! Ayeeeeeeeeee!!!! I'm there!!!! Jesus!!! I'm there!!!!! Ayyyyyyyyeeeeeeee!!!!!! Ayeeeeee!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Desiree cried. Her knuckles got white as she clutched the faucets and her body jolted as another orgasm overwhelmed her.

"Me, tooooooooooo!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!  I'm commmmmminnnnnnnggggg, toooooooo!!!!!!" Lana groaned, grinding her snatch against Bobby's hand, rubbing her body against his as she, too, tumbled into an abyss of delight.




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"Uhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Bobby groaned and his seed shot from him as he joined the two lovely girls in experiencing a powerful orgasm.

Dried off, they returned Desiree's bed. Once more Bobby found himself the delighted filling of a human sandwich, a lovely young woman pressed against him on either side. One of his hands stroked Desiree, while the other glided over Lana's hot, silky flesh. The two girls' hands roved over his body and they licked and kissed him. It was one of the most exhilarating situations he had ever experienced.

Lana started kissing her way down his neck and discovered his nipples. Her mouth did wonderful things to them. At the same time he felt Desiree's mouth moving over his belly, heading lower.

"Uhhhh!!!" Bobby gasped when the redhead sucked his erecting cock into her mouth and began giving him what for with her lips and tongue. She was a natural cocksucker. It wasn't long before he was hard as a rock again.

"Lana," he heard Desiree say, "you take him. I'm...I'm kinda sore down there. I think it'd hurt if I let him fuck me again."

"I wanna do it doggy-style," Lana said. She got to her knees on the bed.

Bobby got to his knees, shuffled behind his cousin, then stuffed his cock into her now-familiar, clutching opening.

"Yeahhhhhh!!!!" Lana groaned, arching her back. "Desiree, lay in front of me so I can eat you!!"

Desiree slid her pussy under Lana's mouth and gasped with delight when her friend began gobbling her pussy.

"Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!" Desiree groaned as Lana's lips and tongue tantalized things to her. Bobby, excited tremendously by what the two girls were doing, pounded into his cousin like a wild stallion, driving her mouth against Desiree's pussy.

"Can't wait!!! Lanaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Lanaaaaaaaaaa!!! I...I...I can't wait!!!! Oh, shit!!! Oh, shit!!! I'm cummmminnnnnggg againnnnnnnnnn!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Desiree screamed, tearing at the covers, pulling at Lana's head while hers rolled from side to side and her legs quivered.

"Now!!! Lana!!! Now!!!!!" Bobby cried, his body straining as he exploded into his cousin. He felt her body quake and heard her muffled cries of joy as she joined Desiree and him in the best orgasm they'd shared yet. They came together! It was magnificent!

"I guess we ought to get home," Lana said, snuggling against Bobby after they finished. "Desi's folks are real strict." She giggled. "They'd have a serious shit fit if they knew what we just did!"

"You aren't going to tell..." Bobby said. He looked at Desiree, who took his hand and kissed it.

"No way!" the lithe redhead murmured. "If they found out they'd probably send me to some girl's school somewhere. God! I couldn't stand that. Not now! Not after what I just found out!"

Bobby had the pleasure of watching both young women dress. Desiree donned a pink tank top and skin-tight black leggings with white polka-dots. Not bad!

Lana, meanwhile, slipped into a pair of impossibly snug white slacks and pulled a heather-colored cotton shirt over her upper half.

Bobby was the last to dress. When he finished, the three of them walked downstairs.

At the door, Desiree kissed Bobby. "Thank you," she said softly, her eyes wide.

"Thank you, pretty lady," he said. "You were wonderful."

"I'll call you tomorrow," Lana told her friend. "Derrick's going to call me. Maybe he can get Art and we can double-date tomorrow night."

"OK," Desiree said. She smiled at Bobby one last time before he and Lana left.



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"Bobby!" his mother called a few days later while was lying next to the pool in their back yard. "Phone call! Mrs. Everett wants to talk to you."

Bobby smiled at their visitor, Lana, who was lying on a blanket next to him wearing a very scanty black bikini. "She probably wants me to mow her lawn or something," he said.

Lana flashed him a knowing grin. "I bet its - 'or something'," she giggled. Lana knew a little bit about Bobby's exploits with some of the older women in the neighborhood. She asked him how he got to be such a good lover when he and she were talking one night, so he told her a little bit about what he'd been doing. Since he and Lana had become lovers, he wasn't worried she'd tell on him.

"Gotta go," Bobby said, standing up.

"Don't do anything you wouldn't do with me," Lana whispered, licking her lips seductively. "And if you do, come back and do it to me, too."

Bobby gave her bikini-clad form one last appreciative glance, then he headed for the house.

"Bobby," Nicole said when he picked up the phone, "I have some chores I could use some help with. Can you come over?"

"Sure," Bobby said, feeling the onset of excitement deep in his body. He hadn't seen Nicole in some time. For whatever reason, her husband hadn't been taking so many business trips lately. "When?"

"Ah...the sooner the better," Nicole replied softly.

"Be there in a few minutes," Bobby said. He put the phone down and turned to his mother.

"Mrs. Everett has some chores she wants me to help her with," he told his mom. "I'm going down to the mall after, so I might not be home for dinner."

"Just make sure you eat," his mother said.

"I haven't missed a meal yet," Bobby replied. He walked out the door and started down the street toward the Everett residence.

Nicole was waiting anxiously in her kitchen when Bobby arrived. She was wearing a white Oxford cloth man-tailored shirt with pink stripes and a pair of tan slacks that hinted at her fine figure. He walked over and put his arms around her. "What can I do to help you?"

Nicole pressed against him and put her head on his shoulder. "I think you know," she whispered. "I need you to do what you always do."

They stood like that for a while, Nicole drawing comfort from being in the young man's arms.

Being with Mrs. Everett like this, in the middle of the day, made Bobby a little nervous. "We...ah, we shouldn't be here like this," he said. "What...what if...if your husband comes home?"

"He's on another of those damn business trips, he says he has to take!" Nicole replied bitterly.

That was all Bobby needed to know. "Come on!" he said, and led her toward the stairs which led to her bedroom. He knew the way all too well.

Trembling with excitement, Nicole went with him, her head spinning. She knew using the young man like this was wrong but she was thrilled just the same. Bobby cared for her. He always made her feel good.

Nicole sat on the bed. Bobby sat next to her. She looked at him and saw the desire in his eyes.

Bobby put his arm around the older woman and his face moved toward hers.

When his lips met hers, sparks of excitement flashed into erotic fires deep inside Nicole. She groaned and wrapped her arms around him.

Bobby felt her mouth open, then her tongue probed into his mouth. Locked in passionate embrace, they fell back on the bed. His hands fumbled the buttons of her blouse open, then he spread the blouse apart.

Nicole felt Bobby's lips move down her throat and onto the swell of her breasts. Everywhere his lips went, they left trails of fire. Soft groans of joy escaped from her. She needed this so desperately!

The ardent young man was delighted to discover Nicole was wearing a bra with a front hook. He opened the clasp, and her small, but exquisitely-shaped breasts burst free, their already-hard tips straining. He captured a turgid nipple in his mouth and sucked it.

"Yessss!!!! Oh, yesssss!!!!" Nicole groaned as gentle suction drew the rigid nipple into the warmth and wetness of the young man's mouth. "Oh, darling! Yesss!!! Suck them!!!"

Bobby's hands moved boldly over Mrs. Everett's body, down across her belly, causing the flesh to ripple as they glided over it. He undid the clasp at the waist of her slacks, then slid his hand under the loosened waistband.

Thrills continued to invade Nicole as Bobby's hand slid into her panties and traveled through the crinkly mass of her pubic hair. Her groans got louder and her body twisted and turned desperately. The hand brushed her swollen clit. Her hips shot off the bed as shock-waves of ecstasy raked her from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes.

"More!!! Touch me more, Bobby!!!" Nicole moaned, writhing, and clutching at the bedspread, her hips rocking and thrusting against the young man's tantalizing hand.

Nicole's reaction to his caresses had an equally powerful effect on Bobby. His cock had swelled in his pants and pre-cum seeped from the tip of his engorged penis. He withdrew his hand, despite a groan of protest from Nicole, and quickly began stripping off his clothes.

Nicole opened her eyes, wondering what happened to the hand that was giving her such divine thrills. She saw that Bobby was getting undressed and her eyes widened. He had an immense erection already! She slipped out of her slacks and panties, then laid back on the bed, legs spread, holding her arms out to him. "Take me, lover!" she entreated.

Bobby climbed between Nicole's legs, grasped his swollen shaft and slid it up and down between the humid lips of her vagina. Then, suddenly, he drove it all the way into her.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" Nicole groaned as Bobby's thick wand rammed into her lubricant-slick love-tunnel. God! He filled her so well! Making love with him felt better than it ever did with her husband!

Bobby was aflame with need. His hips beat an erotic tattoo against her, driving both of them quickly to the point of explosion.

"C...C...C...Commmminnnnngggggg!!!!!" Bobby cried, as passion unleashed and ripped through him. Hot fluids pumped out of him, into Mrs. Everett.

"Gaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" Nicole groaned in reply, the splash of his hot seed releasing her furies of joy. "Bobbeeeeee!!! Lover!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhh, yesssssss!!! Yesssssss!!!! Yesssss!!! I'm commmminnnnnnggggggggg!!!! Yessssss!!!!! Yessssss!!!! Yessssss!!!! Yessssss!!!! Yessssss!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!"

Nicole's legs locked behind Bobby and their hips slammed together with the age-old rhythm of passion. Nothing could have been sweeter.

Their need sated, they lay in each other's arms, gazing fondly at each other.

"I...I don't think I can give you up," Nicole said. "I don't know what that makes me, but I can't give you up."

Bobby kissed her. "I'm glad you can't," he said. "I...I love spending time with you. I'd really miss it if you stopped calling me."

"Oh, Bobby, you don't know how wonderful it makes me feel to hear that," Nicole purred.

They rolled together and kissed deeply. Nicole began running her hands over Bobby. His skin was warm and smooth.

Bobby pushed himself up on his elbow. "Come here." He reached for her.

"Be still," Nicole said, "I want to enjoy this."

Bobby lay back and luxuriated in erotic sensations as her soft, warm hands explored his body. She was kissing him everywhere and he trembled when her soft hair tickled him. Before long, he was moaning and gasping.

Nicole's actions rapidly produced the effect she desired. She watched, fascinated, as the young man's penis rose slowly to attention. "His cock gets so...big!" she thought. Blue veins circled the sides of the swollen organ. The top flared into an arrow-shaped purple head, with shiny droplets of pre-cum glistening at the slitted tip.

Nicole touched the turgid organ. It was so hot! She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it gently, noting with delectation that her actions brought a groan of pleasure from Bobby. She kissed it.

Bobby went wild when Nicole began kissing and licking his cock. His hips strained off the bed as his muscles clenched with delight. Ferocious sensations jangled every nerve ending in his body.

Nicole found the effect she was having on Bobby intoxicating. It was as thrilling giving him pleasure as it was receiving it from him! Kissing and licking weren't enough for the exhilarated woman. She wanted more! She locked her lips around the flared tip of Bobby's hot, slick baton, slowly lowered her head, and felt the young man's big organ began to fill her oral cavity. She could feel it palpitating against her lips.

Bobby thought he was going to explode. He loved having his cock sucked! And Mrs. Everett was as good at it as anyone he'd ever been with!

Up and down Nicole's mouth moved on the boy's delectable pole. She let her lips drag slowly along the veined sides of the fleshy intruder and lashed it with her tongue, savoring the sensations. She loved this! Her body began to shudder with delight and she exulted in the pleasure she was giving the young man. She gently grasped and fondled Bobby's balls.

"Mrs. Everett!!" Bobby groaned. "That...that feels too good...I'm...I'm gonna come!!!"

Bobby's words were meant as a warning, but it was a warning Nicole chose not to heed. She began to move her head more rapidly and increased the suction she was applying. Her hand squeezed and rolled his balls. She felt the pulsations of the mighty organ grow stronger, then his hot cream splashed against the back of her throat and filled her mouth, the volume considerable. She swallowed involuntarily to keep from gagging.

Bobby thrashed on the bed, yelling in pleasure. Nicole loved it. An orgasm tore through her body as her young lover came.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Bobby cried. He felt as if his body were exploding.

Nicole nursed his penis until it began to shrink. Finally, she let it slide from her mouth, slid up beside him, and laid her head on his chest. She felt his hands moving through her hair.

Bobby continued to run his hands through Nicole's dark, shining hair as she lay there, gazing at him.

"Did you like that?" she asked softly.

"You know I did! It...it was fantastic! Just like it always is!" he replied. He pulled her to him and kissed her, tasting the tart saline flavor of his essence on her lips. "I want to do you," he said.

"What, my love?" Nicole asked coyly. "What do you want to do?"

"I want to eat you," Bobby told her.

Nicole was thrilled. "Yesss!!! Oh, darling, yesss!!!" she cooed. She loved what he did to her with his mouth!

Bobby moved between Mrs. Everett's legs and examined her pink, puffy, labia for a second, then he kissed her clit.

Nicole's back arched and she moaned with delight. "Yessss!!!" she cried, erotic fireworks exploding behind her closed eyes.

Bobby began licking and sucking her vagina with determination. Mrs. Everett's legs clamped around his head and her hips went wild.

"Eeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!" she moaned, her head rolling from side to side, her hands clutching her breasts. "Yess!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!! Oh, God!!! That feeels soooo gooodd!!! Bobbeeeeeeee!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!! Bobbeeeeeeee!!!! I'm gonnna commeee!!! I'm...I'm commminnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!!"

His head trapped in the velvet vise of her thighs, Bobby couldn't hear his lover's screams of pleasure, but the frantic movements of her body told him she was coming. He grabbed hold of her ass and hung on as she writhed and bucked her way to ecstasy. Then, suddenly, she was still. Her legs fell away from his head and she lay unmoving on the bed. Bobby had been through this before with Mrs. Everett. He raised up on his arms and looked at her. Her chest rose and fell evenly, her eyes were closed, and a smile curved her lips.

Smiling, Bobby snuggled against Mrs. Everett, then he, too, fell asleep.

A little later, they were awake and were making love again. Bobby's hard cock lunged into Nicole who lay, her back to him, slightly bent over. Their bodies slapped together and she moaned as the young man plumbed her depths, driving her wild.

"Bobbeeeeeeee!!! Oh, Bobbeeeeeeeee!!! Yessssss!!! Yessssss!!!" she cried, "God!!! Oh, God!!! Aaaaaagggghhhhh!!!!! Aaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhh!!! I'm...Oh, God...I'm commmmminnnnnggggggg!!! I'm commmminnnngggggg!!! Eeeaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby cried, as his seed squirted into her.

Spent once again, Bobby pressed tightly against Mrs. Everett and put his arms around her, his softening cock still trapped between her buttocks. He nuzzled through her hair and kissed her neck, then he cupped one of her breasts. She wriggled against him, and put her hand over his.

"I don't know how I survive not having you in my bed all the time," Nicole murmured, then she turned and kissed him. "I'm hungry," she said after the kiss ended. "All this fantastic sex has stimulated my appetite." She got up, slipped on her robe, and headed for the bathroom. "Would you like something to eat?" she asked over her shoulder.

"I'd rather have more of what I just had," Bobby replied, grinning.

"Later," Nicole said. "The way we're going, I'm afraid you'll wear me out."

"Not likely," Bobby said as he sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. "It seems to me, the more we make love, the better it gets."

Nicole smiled back at him. "It does, doesn't it?" she agreed.

Nicole put on a robe, gave Bobby one of her husband's and they went down to the kitchen. Putting more clothing on seemed pointless since they both expected to be back in bed before long.

Nicole put together a light lunch and they ate.

"I...I know what I'm doing is wrong," Nicole said as they ate. "But--God forgive me--I can't help myself."

"I know," Bobby said. "I can't help myself when I'm around you, either. I can't keep my hands off you." As if to demonstrate, he cupped one of her breasts through her robe.

Nicole shuddered as thrills rushed through her. "Ohhhh, yessss, Bobby!!!" she murmured and leaned forward, pressing her firm breast against his hand. "An...Ahhhh!!! I...I think we ought to make the most of feeling that way, don't you?" She dropped her hand to his crotch and found, much to her delight, that he was hard!

Impulsively, she pushed his robe apart, pulled his cock out, slid off her chair onto her knees, and dropped her mouth onto the swollen organ.

"Gahhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!!! Jeeezus!!!" Bobby groaned. Wild, wonderful sensations rocketed through him as Mrs. Everett's lips, tongue, and warm hand worked on his steel-hard cock. Her soft hair fell over his middle, adding to the wild sensations he was experiencing. His hips squirmed on the chair and jerked as delight after delight pounded through him.

Nicole loved this! She should have seduced Bobby years ago. She wouldn't have been unsatisfied for so long, then. Bobby's cock was as big as any she'd ever had, and the way he reacted to her sucking it was so exciting! She continued sucking him avidly.

Bobby didn't want to come in Mrs. Everett's mouth again. He put his hands under her arms. "Please!" he murmured. What she was doing to him felt soooo good!

Nicole took her mouth from his cock and looked up at him, her face slick, wet and shiny. "What, darling?" she asked.

"Get up on the table," Bobby said.

Nicole did. Bobby pushed her robe open, baring her sodden pussy, and plunged his face between her legs. 

"Wahhhhhh!!!!" she cried. Her hips began sliding around on the slick table-top as his tongue sluiced into her and his lips caressed her clit. "Bobby!!! Oh, God, Bobby!!! Eat me!!! Eat meeeeee!!!!" She leaned back on outstretched arms as her young lover lashed her pussy with his tongue, sending thrill after thrill upon thrill into her.

"I'm so close!!!" Nicole wailed. Bobby's tongue felt as if it was everywhere on her pussy! First he was licking her clit, then thrusting it into her, then it was lashing up and down, touching and teasing her asshole, even! Her body shook and strained and she felt an orgasm approaching. Every time they made love it got better!

Bobby stood up suddenly and moved between Mrs. Everett's legs. Gripping his rigid pole in his hand, he centered the dripping purple head on her pulsing opening, then, with a powerful motion of his hips, he rammed into her.

"Gahhhhhhhh!!!! Yesssss!!! Yessssss!!!!!" Nicole cried. She felt Bobby's hands grip her hips, pulling her against him, and their pubic bones ground together. His forceful invasion made her bottom slide back and forth on the smooth tabletop. It occurred to her they were taking a chance making love in the kitchen, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to come, and the way Bobby was fucking her, that wouldn't take...

"Commmmmmiiinnnnnnggggg!!!! Bobbeeeeeee!!! " she cried, her body going into spasms of joy. "Ayyyyyyeeeeee!!!! Bobbeeeeeee!!! Bobbeeeeeeeee!!! I'm commmmminnnnnnggggg!!!! Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Gahhhhhh!!! Oh, God, yesss!!! Take meeeeeeeee!!!! Please, Bobby!!! Please!!! Annnnnnnnnhhhhhh!!!"

The wild spasms shaking his lover's body did it. Bobby's seed boiled up, then spewed out of him. "Mrs. Everettttt!!! Oh, God!!! Nicole!!!! Yeahhhhh!!!!" he cried, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her bottom, his body straining against hers.

When they finished, Nicole was so spent she couldn't move. Bobby, little better off, sank into his chair and sat there, staring at his lover's dripping pussy.

After he'd settled down a little, Bobby reached up and stroked one of Nicole's breasts gently.

Nicole closed her eyes and shuddered. "God! Don't you ever stop?" she murmured.

"Do you want me to?" Bobby asked. Both of his hands were fondling her breasts now. Her chest was heaving and she seemed to be having trouble breathing. He concentrated his efforts on her rigid nipples.

Nicole had a hard time focusing her thoughts. "Ah...No! God, no!" she murmured. "Please!" She put her hands over his, pressing them against her. She moved off the table, onto his lap, slid her arms around him and their lips met.

Tidal waves of passion broke over Bobby as Nicole's body pressed against him and her lips caressed his. His cock, half-hard, rose to full, throbbing life. Her hips continued to move insistently against his middle.

Bobby wasn't sure he wanted to take the time to go back upstairs. Taking her hand, he led her into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and pulled her back onto his lap.

He opened her robe and began kissing and licking her tumescent nipples. Nicole gripped his head and moaned loudly.

Bobby's lips and tongue sent thrills into his lover for a while. Then he stopped paying attention to her breasts, got up, and stripped her robe off. She offered no resistance as he bared her body. Once she was nude, he resumed caressing and kissing her bare, warm flesh.

The minute he got Nicole naked, Bobby could see her trembling. That trembling grew more and more pronounced and the volume of her moans increased the longer he fondled her.

He slid off the sofa, knelt next to it and continued making love to her with his mouth and hands. His lips roamed over her lush form, arrived at her middle, and moved into the delightful, delicious cleft there, licking the soft flesh, teasing her.

Nicole, glutted with passion, squirmed and arched her back. "Ohhhhhhh!!! Yessssss, Bobby!!! Yesssssss!!!!" she cried, her back arching, lifting her hips off the cushions of the sofa. "Please, darling!!! Oh, please!!!"

Bobby let his tongue flutter over her puffy labia, touching the swollen bud of her clit ever-so-lightly. He slipped two fingers into her already-wet opening. She was squirming furiously now, her moans were constant.

"Uhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!" Nicole groaned, keeping passionate cadence with his thrusting fingers. Her legs stiffened and relaxed as waves of pleasure rolled over her. Then, suddenly, she shuddered.




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"Ohhhhh!!! Oh, Goddddddddd!!! Oh, Goddddddd!!!" she groaned. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Her hands pushed his head tighter against her pulsing muff. "Nowwwwwwww!!! Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Nowwwwwwww!!!!!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!"

Nicole wasn't finished, not by a long shot! As soon as her orgasm abated, she was pulling at Bobby's robe. "Take it off!!!" she moaned, fumbling with the garment.

When Bobby was as naked as she was, Nicole, frantic, pushed him onto his back on the floor and rolled off the sofa onto him, kissing him passionately, her warm body writhing atop his.

Bobby moaned and squirmed as her lips and hands moved ardently over his body and her warm mouth engulfed his cock. "Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!" he cried as the swollen cudgel disappeared into her oral cavity while her hands massaged his balls. It was fantastic!

Nicole suckled him for an exquisite eternity, bringing him to the brink of explosion, backing off, then taking him back to the verge of explosion once again. Bobby wasn't sure how much more he could take!

Finally, she let his cock slide out of her mouth and moved atop him. "Got...to...have you in me!" she murmured. She gripped his cock, centered it on her opening, then sank onto him with a loud sigh. "Oh, God! I need that so much!"

Once Bobby was in her, she began moving with a wantonness the young man had never seen before. Her hips gyrated, making his cock lash inside her body, driving both of them wild. Her abundant breasts bobbed and shook. The young man gripped the spongy globes of flesh and began rubbing his thumbs over her distended nipples as she rode him.

Nicole's head bobbed as if there were no bones in her neck and she grunted with delight. "So...Goood!!! So...Goood!!! So...Goood!!!" she moaned. "Uhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhh!!! Feels so gooooooodddddddd!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Please, Bobby!!! Nowwww, Bobbeeee!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee!!!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwww!!!!" Her legs tightened around him and her back arched even more.

Bobby felt her channel rippling, milking his explosion from him. "Take....Ittttttt!!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!" he cried, his hips rising, erupting powerful jets of hot cream.

"Yeeeeesssssssss!!! Yeeeeessssss!!! Nowwwww!!! Nowwwww!!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Nicole cried. Her hands dug into his arms and her body quivered wildly.

Spent at last, she fell atop him, her nipples boring into his chest. Bobby put his arms around her and held her as their bodies quieted. His cock softened and slid from her.

After a few minutes, she stirred, pushed herself up, and looked down at him. "I...I have to get cleaned up," she murmured. She slid off him and padded out of the room.

Bobby, exhausted, watched her go. Finally, he stood up and slumped onto the sofa.

He was sitting on the sofa when Nicole returned. She sat down, still naked, and pulled her legs under her. "What's the matter with me?" she asked softly. "When you touch me, I...I can't help myself..."

"Is that so bad?" Bobby asked. He didn't think so.

"I...I guess not," Nicole said.

Nicole leaned forward and their lips met. Once more, as Bobby held her warm body in his hands, he felt excitement began to blossom anew. When the kiss ended, Nicole pulled out of his embrace and got off the sofa. She walked across the room and stood there, back to him.

Bobby got up and went to her, his half-hard cock bouncing. He came up behind her and put his arms around her. With a sigh, Nicole leaned against him. His cock slid into the cleft between her buttocks and stiffened. Her body shook as he held her against him.

Her hand closed on his rigid cock. "One more time!" she murmured. Her hand stroked his swollen rod. "Please, Bobby! Once more!"

They were standing next to a big over-stuffed chair. "What the hell?" Bobby thought. "Bend over the chair," he said, unable to keep urgency out of his voice.

Nicole did as her young lover suggested, trembling with excitement. He came up with such creative ways to make love.

Bobby moved behind her and drove his cock into her. Slowly, he thrust in and out, caressing her back as his engorged wand rode easily in her snug, well-lubricated opening. Once more, he could feel pleasure rising in his loins.

"Oh, Bobby, this is so wild!" Nicole purred. Her body trembled as he slid easily in and out of it. Their thighs kissed as he drove his cock home, then pulled back, repeating the delightful motion again and again.

Urgency began to grow once more in both of them. Bobby leaned forward, cupped Nicole's dangling breasts, and let the nipples ride softly against his palms. She shuddered and gripped the chair harder.

"Yessss, Bobby!!! Oh, yessss!!!" she purred. "Don't stop!!! God! I don't ever want you to stop!"

Bobby wasn't sure he could go on fucking her forever, although the concept sounded delightful. From the things happening inside him knew he would come sooner or later. Even though he was taking it easy, the warm clasp of her pussy around his cock as it slid in and out of her was thrilling and, eventually, things would get out of control for both of them.

Bobby decided he didn't want it to end like this. He stopped, straightened up, and pulled out of her.

"What are you doing?" Nicole asked, looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing.

"Come on..." Bobby said. He took her arm. "Let's go back to the sofa."

They moved across the room. Nicole laid down and Bobby laid atop her. When he did, he felt her hand grip his cock and guided it into her.

"Yesss!!! Oh, Bobby, yessss!!!!" Nicole purred as the young man's cock sank into her once more. "That's wonderful!!! So wonderful!!!" Her legs rose, her heels locked behind his hips, and her pelvis ground against him.

Bobby bent and kissed Nicole, then he began lunging into her in earnest. The sofa creaked from the force of their coupling.

"Yessssssss!!! Yesssssss!!!" Nicole cried, her clawed hands raking his back. "Better!!! Oh, God!!! This is even better!!! Please, Bobby!!! Please!!! Oh, God!!! I can't wait!!! Oh, God!!! I can't wait!!!" Her hips moved more and more urgently and her grip on Bobby tightened.

Bobby felt a rippling sensation on his cock as her pussy began to spasm around his embedded organ.

"Nowwwwwwww!!! Take me nowwwwwww!!!!" Nicole cried. "Please, Bobby!! Take me nowwwwwwww!!!! Yessssssssss!!!! Yessssssssss!!!! Yessssssssssss!!! Oh, yesssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Here it comes!!! Take it!!!! Take ittttttttt!!!!" Bobby groaned and spewed more of his torrid cream into Nicole.

Afterward, they held each other for a while, then they got up, got cleaned up, and put their clothes back on. Nicole walked Bobby to the door where they shared a parting kiss.

Bobby headed home. Nicole was an incredible lover, he mused as he walked along, and a nice person. Of all the women he was sleeping with, she was one of the most passionate, but she was a lot of fun to be with, too. 



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 22



Lois Tillman, an English teacher at Jamestown High School, got out of the bed she'd spent another lonely night in, put on her robe, and walked out to her kitchen. She made herself a cup of tea, went into the living room, turned on the TV, curled up on the sofa, and tried to concentrate on the morning news, but she couldn't. Her husband, Rod was a physical education teacher and football coach at the school where she taught. Football was all he lived for and he spent most of the summer running football camps, which meant that, as usual, she had to spend the summer alone.

She wasn't able to concentrate on the news program and stared to doze off, but was awakened by the sound of someone knocking at her back door and went to see who it was. She wasn't expecting anyone to visit.

Bobby Draper, one of her better students, was standing on her back porch. She opened the door and said, "Good morning Bobby, what brings you here so early?" She was actually quite glad to see him. It would be nice to have someone to talk with for a change.

"Ah, I'm sorry to bother you," Bobby said. "But I did something this summer I'd like you to look at."

"Why don't you come in, then," Lois said. "And you aren't bothering me. My husband is away at football camp. It will be nice to have someone to talk with for a change."

"Uh, OK," Bobby said.

Lois realized she was still in her pajamas and robe and thought it might be a good idea if she got dressed. "Why don't you help yourself to some tea, or coffee, or something," she said. "I'll go upstairs and change." She went to her room, took off her nightgown and got in the shower. "I wonder what Bobby wants to talk with me about," she thought as she stood under the hot, piercing spray. She was startled when, as she swept the suds-filled washcloth over her breasts, tingles of delight raced through her body. "What is wrong with me?" she mused. "Rod goes away for a few weeks and I turn into some kind of sex maniac?" Even though she felt a little ashamed doing it, she continued to caress herself with the soft, soapy cloth and, as a result, took a lot longer in the shower than usual.

When she was finished with her shower, Lois put on a pair of shorts and a loose T-shirt. She hardly ever wore underwear at home, mainly because she was usually alone and didn't figure she needed to. As she pulled the T-shirt slid down, it brushed her erect nipples and got a rush of excitement that made her legs feel weak. "Lois Tillman, you have to get hold of yourself!" she scolded herself. She combed out her shoulder-length blonde hair, put on her glasses, and headed downstairs.

Bobby, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, sat at the kitchen table. A thick folder lay on the table in front of him and he held a cup of hot chocolate in his hands. He looked up and smiled when Lois walked into the kitchen.

Lois realized that the young man had a funny look in his eyes, glanced down, and saw that her partially-erect nipples showed very clearly through her T-shirt. "Damn, I should have put on a bra," she thought. "Well, too late now, I guess. I can't really go back upstairs and do that." "Ah...did...um...ah...you have breakfast, Bobby?" Lois asked.

The young man laughed.. "I can't get out of the house in the morning without eating breakfast," he said. My mom says breakfast is the most important meal of the day." He chuckled. "Robert, you have to eat your breakfast it you want to stay healthy," he said in a fairly accurate impression of his mother, a woman Lois knew.

Lois couldn't help but giggle at his performance. "You know, she's right," she agreed. "Since you've already had breakfast, would you mind if I get some and eat while we talk?" she asked.

Bobby shook his head. "Nope," he said.

Lois got herself a bowl of cereal, put milk and sugar on it, then sat back down at the table with her young visitor. "So...what brings you here this morning?" she asked, then she forked a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

Bobby's face turned red. "Ah...I...um...I wrote...um...a...you know...book," he stammered.

Lois couldn't help but be surprised. She finished chewing the food in her mouth and swallowed, then she said, "You did? What kind of book?"

"Ah...I...I'm not sure, exactly," Bobby said. "It kind of tells the story of an average kid's experiences in high school, I guess."

Lois put more cereal in her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed. "Is it fiction or non-fiction?" she asked.

"Ah...I...I'm not sure," Bobby answered. "I mean, most of it is, you know, kinda based on me, I guess, but some of it isn't what really happened."

"What made you write a book?" Lois asked. She'd been teaching English a long time and had a number of very good students - including Bobby - but never had a student of hers written a book.

Bobby shrugged and his face got a little redder. "Ah...I dunno," he mumbled. "I...it was just, you know, something I kinda wanted to try. Ah...do you think it's stupid I did it?"

"Oh, no, not at all!" Lois replied quickly. "It's just that I've never had a student who wrote a book before."

"Oh," Bobby said.

"Let me clean up the dishes and get the table cleared, then I'd like to read your book," Lois said. She stood up and picked up her cereal bowl and the cup her tea was in.

Bobby got up when she did and when he saw that the sink held the dishes Lois had used for dinner the night before, he insisted on helping her wash them, even though she said he didn't have to.

The two of them stood at the sink, Bobby washing the dishes and rinsing them, Lois drying them and putting them away. He suggested that they do it that way. "You know where the clean dishes go," he explained to Lois, and she had to agree. As they worked at the sink, their hips brushed and when they did, a jolt of pleasant sensation rattled Lois, stiffening her nipples and making them stand out through the soft fabric of her T-shirt.

"I don't know why this is happening to me today! I...I've never felt like this before, why now?" she mused.

After they finished the dishes, they sat down at the table and Lois began reading Bobby's book while he sat there next to her watching her face closely, as if he was trying to figure out what she was thinking as she read.

The premise of the story was telling about the life of an average kid who as he went through his junior year in high school. It wasn't the most exciting topic and could have been a real dud of a book, but Lois found what Bobby had written wasn't at all boring. In fact, he managed to draw the reader into his protagonist's life and make them really care. She was surprised how fresh and creative he'd was.

After she finished a couple of chapters, Lois put the manuscript down and turned toward Bobby. In doing so, she accidentally brushed against him and again felt a jolt of pleasure race through her. "Bobby, this is quite good," she said.

"Do...do you really think so?" the young man asked. "You...you're not just saying that are you?"

"No, not at all. I think you do an amazing job," Lois said. "I'm surprised and pleased."

"Ah...thanks," he said. "Um, is there stuff I could, you know, change, that might make it better?"

Lois didn't have a lot of editorial experience, but she had noticed some areas where his grammar was clumsy and some of his phrasing could stand a little tuning up. "There isn't a lot I'd change," she said. "You're one of those rare people who are able to write the way they talk," she said. "That's really a gift. But I think it..." she went on to point out some of the areas in the parts she'd read where she felt changes would help the story.

Bobby reached for his pen, which was lying on the table in front of Lolis. When he did, his arm brushed against one of her semi-rigid nipples. His unintended touch sent an even stronger rush of pleasure through Lois's body. She found it extremely difficult to concentrate on what they were doing for a few seconds. She also felt a lot warmer.

They got very wrapped up in going over the manuscript Bobby had brought and, before either of the knew it, the morning had passed. They hadn't taken any breaks, they were so involved in what they were doing. Finally, hunger pangs made Lois look up at the clock. "My God, Bobby, look what time it is," she exclaimed.

"Oh, darn, I'm sorry, Mrs. Tillman, I didn't mean to take up your whole morning," he said.

"You didn't 'take up' my whole morning," Lois said. "I've enjoyed what we've been doing...and we aren't done yet. Would you like to stay for lunch?" She'd been sitting a long time and was feeling kind of stiff so, without thinking, she lifted her arms over her head and stretched. When she did, her hardened nipples made little points in her T-shirt. When she realized Bobby was staring at her chest, she quickly brought her arms down.

"Ah...you...you don't mind if...if I stay for lunch?" he stammered, clearly embarrassed about being caught staring at her.

"Not at all," Lois said. "I have plenty of cold meat and cheese for us to make sandwiches. We'll have lunch, then do some more work on your manuscript."

"Ah...sure," Bobby said, nodding. "OK."

They did exactly what Lois proposed. After they made up the sandwiches, Bobby put them on a plate and set it on the table. Lois poured a glass of milk for each of them, then they sat down at the table and began eating.

"What made you decide to write a book?" Lois asked.

Bobby shrugged. "I don't know, exactly. I've read a couple of books about kids in school, but most of them are about kids who are in trouble, or who don't get along, or something. None of the books are about real kids, you know?"

"You're right," Lois noted. "Why do you think that is?"

"I'm not sure," Bobby said. "Maybe because people think regular kids are boring?"

Lois smiled. "I think you're probably correct about that," she said. "And what's special about your manuscript is that you manage to make the life of an average kid not sound boring."

"Oh," Bobby said.

They'd finished their lunch so once again they stood up and began clearing the table. And, as he had earlier, Bobby insisted on helping Lois wash the dishes. Since there weren't many dishes, it didn't take long to get them done. When they finished, they dried their hands and stood there at the sink, looking at each other.

Lois saw the way the young man was looking at her and found it disquieting. His gaze frightened and attracted her at the same time. "What...what is happening to me?" she thought. "Bobby..." she started to say, but her student silenced her by stepping forward, sliding his hands around her waist, pulling her against him, and kissing her.

Bobby knew he was taking a chance by kissing Mrs. Tillman, but it was a chance he thought was worth taking. He'd seen the confusion in her eyes, and his experience with his other adult lovers taught him to recognize the signs of sexual attraction and arousal he'd been seeing in his teacher ever since he'd arrived at the Tillman house.

At first Mrs. Tillman was stiff in his arms and wasn't responding to his kiss, either; her lips were just pressed against his. He had just about decided he'd made a mistake when he heard her moan softly. Her body relaxed, her arms slid around his neck, and there was a noticeable change in the way her lips felt against his. He caressed her lips with his tongue and was delighted to feel them part. It encouraged him even more when her tongue tentatively slid out and touched his. Their embrace and kiss continued and Bobby could feel his teacher's body pressing tighter and tighter against his. By this time he had an erection. Her hips were pressed against his so hard she had to be able to feel it.

Lois was lost in what was happening. She'd never had a kiss affect her the way this kiss she was sharing with her student was. Emotions and sensations she had never felt before were churning wildly through her body, growing stronger and stronger, threatening to totally engulf her. From deep inside her, a faint voice screamed, "What are you doing?" and despite the overpowering inner turmoil she was experiencing, Lois heard it and reacted. She pulled her lips from the young man's, and stepped back, out of his encircling arms. The minute she broke contact with Bobby, the powerful feelings began waning and some ability to think started to return. Her chest was still heaving and her heart was pounding and there was a wild, tingling in her body she couldn't remember ever feeling before, but... "Bobby, we...I...we...you and I...we..." she stammered. She wanted to tell him they had to stop this, to explain that what they'd just done was very wrong, but she couldn't form the words. And the young man just stood there, his face a bit flushed, smiling. He took a step toward her. Lois stepped back, but behind her was an arm of the L-shaped kitchen counter and she backed into that. Before she could slide sideways and get away from Bobby, he had his hands on her hips and was pulling her toward him with gentle, but insistent pressure.

"Bobby...no...we..." Lois stammered. She put her hands on the young man's shoulders, but found she hadn't the strength to keep from being drawn back into his embrace. Then his lips were pressed against hers once again and all the scary, wonderful feelings she'd been trying to will out of her mind and body came rushing back, and were even more overwhelming when they did. Moving as if directed by someone else, her hands slid from Bobby's shoulders around his neck and her body pressed against his. She could feel his swollen penis pressing against her through their clothing. She felt the young man's hands slid around behind her, cup her bottom, and pull her against him.

Her husband, Rod, was the only man Lois had ever been with and, as she fell deeper and deeper into the kiss she was sharing with Bobby Draper, Lois realized how little she really knew about what making love was like. Her husband had never made her feel the way Bobby was making her feel!

A combination of fear of the overpowering feelings sweeping through her, fear of violating her marriage vows, and a need to breathe gave Lois enough strength to tear her lips away from Bobby's. But, because he had her pressed up against the counter, she couldn't escape the pressure of his body against hers.

"Bobby...we...ah...we have...uh...to..." she gasped, struggling for breath, trying to find some way to get the message to the young man that what they were doing was wrong and had to stop. The problem was, a very large part of Lois didn't want to stop what was happening because that would mean the wonderful things she was feeling for the first time in her life would stop, too.

Bobby lifted his hands from her bottom, gently cupped her head, and pulled her mouth back to his. Groaning, Lois savored the resumption of the kiss and the return of the delectable feelings that went with it. She was now thrusting her tongue into the young man's mouth, parrying his, and enjoying the electric sensations that raced through her body as she did.

They clung to each other in the kitchen, sharing increasingly passionate kisses, for quite a while. Lois wasn't sure exactly when it happened, but at one point Bobby's hands had slid under her T-shirt and were caressing her bare back, adding even more wild sensations to those already whirling around inside her. And then she realized her hands were under his T-shirt, too.

Bobby's kisses eventually began moving from her mouth to her neck and shoulders, which added yet more wonder to the experience for Lois. He started urging her toward the doorway that led from the kitchen into the living room and she allowed herself to be guided in that direction. Part of her knew and dreaded what the next step would be, but again an even more powerful part of her wanted exactly that to happen.

Their clumsy shuffle continued, as did their impassioned kissing. Eventually Lois realized they were in the living room, standing next to the sofa. Bobby slid her T-shirt up and, without thinking about it, Lois raised her arms to make it easier for him to remove it. It should have bothered her that she was standing bare-chested in front of a man other than her husband for the first time in her life and that the man she was standing in front of was a student, but it didn't bother her, not at all. She saw the avid look in Bobby's eyes as he stared at her bare breasts and was thrilled.

"Ooooohhhh!" she moaned and a powerful tremor went though her when the young man bent and sucked one of her rigid nipples into his mouth. She clutched his head in her hands and continued moaning while he continued to suckle her breasts, first one, then the other. While he did that, she felt him opening the clasp at the waist of her shorts, then the loosened garment slid down her legs. Now she was completely naked in front of the young man who was still busy suckling her nipples and making her wild with need.

Lois had never experienced such powerful - and magnificent - feelings before in her life. Nor had she ever felt so out of control. She knew what Bobby intended to do; he was going to make love to her. There was nothing she could do to stop him, either, because she wanted him to make love to her more than she'd ever wanted anything in her life. His kisses and caresses had her more aroused and feeling better than anything her husband had ever done to her and instinctively she knew there were even more fabulous feelings yet to be experienced. She tore at he T-shirt and, with his help, got it off, then she pressed her bared body against his while they shared yet another impassioned kiss. When his bare chest rubbed against hers, she gasped, then moaned with joy.

The kiss ended and Bobby urged her to lie down on the sofa, which she did. She laid there, gasping, watching avidly as he shed what was left of his clothes. "Oh, God!" she thought when his erection came into view. "He's huge! He'll...he'll never get that in me!" She almost protested, but before she could utter a sound, Bobby knelt on the sofa between her splayed legs leaned over her, lowered himself, and pressed his lips against hers. As he did, Lois felt his erection slapping against her labia and her hips rose involuntarily, as if seeking more contact with it.

Bobby broke their kiss, sat back on his knees, grasped his erection in his hand, and swiped the tip between Lois' labia. "Ohhhhhhhh!" she groaned, surprised to feel how wet she was. Sometimes, when she and her husband made love, she hardly got wet at all. "Ohhhhh!" she moaned again when the young man repeated the action. She felt her hips rocking, as if her body was begging him for contact. Why didn't he just put it in her? That's what she wanted. That's what she needed.

"Ohhhhhh!" she moaned when, at last, he placed the tip of his erection in her opening, then he leaned over her and began lowering his hips slowly, pressing the stiff, fleshy tube into her. Lois could hear herself moaning almost non-stop. Wave after wave of pleasure broke over her as Bobby's erect penis slid deeper and deeper into her body. She never in her wildest dreams imagined it was possible for one human being to make another feel this good.

Bobby was more than a little surprised by how fervently Mrs. Tillman was responding to him. She was acting like she'd never had sex before; or at least not for a very long time. All of his other adult lovers were passionate, but she gave passion a totally new meaning. He was also surprised by how snugly her vagina grasped his invading penis. "Wow, maybe coach isn't so 'big' at all," he thought. He held most of his body off Mrs. Tillman's on out-stretched arms while he continued lowering his hips until his erect penis was entirely buried in Mrs. Tillman's body.

Lois couldn't believe Bobby had gotten that huge penis into her, or how wonderful it felt to have it there, inside her. His hips were pressed against hers, forcing her down into the soft sofa cushions. Then the pressure began easing and she felt him sliding out of her. Her moans continued, changing in tone as he moved in her, but not stopping. She quickly realized he wasn't going to pull out of her when his erection again plunged deep into her, raising the volume of her moans to a new level. He kept moving in and out of her, starting slowly at first, then moving more and more rapidly. As he did, the level of pleasure Lois was feeling shot up like a rocket.




Unbelievable Summer Ch. 22



Then it happened. It was as if something burst inside Lois and all kinds of wild things began happening. Intense, almost painful pleasure coursed through her. Bright lights seemed to be flashing behind her eyes, as if the most intense and beautiful fireworks display ever was exploding in her mind. Her body was twisting and turning, powerful spasms were contracting her muscles, and it all felt better than she thought it was possible to feel. She felt her fingers digging into something and heard her wild cries, but it was as if she was having an out-of-body experience. She heard Bobby groaning, too, then she felt heat flooding her insides and knew he'd come inside her. The flood of warmth sent her spinning off into yet another whirlpool of bliss.

She didn't know how long the wonderful feelings lasted, and wouldn't at all have minded if they'd kept on forever, but they didn't. Eventually she began calming down, but even that was nice. As her senses returned, she realized Bobby was still lying atop her and his erection was still in her, but she could tell it was softening. She looked up into his smiling face. "Oh, Bobby!" she said softly.

"Wow!" he replied. He bent and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Oh, Bobby!" Lois said again. There was so much she wanted to say, but she couldn't form the words.

"You were incredible," Bobby said, and kissed her again.

"Oh, Bobby," Lois said, a third time. "I...I...I don't know what...what to...to say." His penis had softened even more and slid out of her with a tickle. He slid so he was lying next to her on the sofa and began running his fingers lightly up and down her arm. "Bobby...I...I don't know what to...to say," she stammered. "I...I never...it never...ever..."

Bobby wasn't sure what she was trying to say. He'd never seen a woman have a more powerful orgasm than the one she'd had, was that what she was trying to tell him? "Was it good for you?" he asked. He kissed her on the nose and kept tickling her arm.

"It...it was the best...it was the best...ever," Lois replied. "Never...never...that good before." She figured out what had happened. "Bobby - one of my students - just gave me my first orgasm!" she thought. She leaned forward and gave him a very fervent kiss.

Bobby was a little surprised when Mrs. Tillman kissed him as fervently as she had.

Lois took a deep breath. "I...I never, ever had an orgasm before," she admitted, and could feel her face getting warm, which probably meant she was blushing.

"Oh, wow!" Bobby exclaimed. He never expected her to say that. It gave him a special affection for her; it was almost as if he'd taken her virginity.

"Oh, Bobby," Lois whispered, "do you have any idea how wonderful you just made me feel?"

"Ah...yeah...kinda," Bobby replied. "I mean, you made me feel pretty great, too."

"I did?" Lois replied, surprised. Actually, she'd been so consumed by what she was feeling she hadn't even given consideration to what the young man might be feeling.

"You looked so wild and were acting like it felt so good," the young man said. "I mean, for me, making love is way better if the person you're making love with is getting a lot of pleasure, too." He grinned. "I never saw anybody get any more pleasure than it looked like you were getting."

"Oh," Lois replied. Judging from the way he was talking, she wasn't the first woman he'd been with, but that didn't upset her. After all, she had just reaped the benefit of experience he'd gained with his previous lovers.

"Ah...I...I need to go to the bathroom," Lois said. She had begun to come down from the emotional high she'd been on and the calmer she got, the more she began to think about the consequences of her behavior.

"OK," Bobby said. He got up from the sofa to allow her to get up.

Lois wasn't quite sure what to do. She was still naked and even though she'd just been extremely intimate with the young man standing next to her sofa, she now found herself hating to get up and be nude in front of him. The thing was, she really needed to go to the bathroom so she got up and, with her face flaming red in embarrassment, she made her way out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom.

She did what she had to do in the bathroom and slipped into a white silk bathrobe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. "I...I guess Bobby will be going home now," she thought, and was surprised that the idea of his leaving made her feel sad. "He...he has to leave, before I...we...before we make this even worse than it already is." She took a deep breath, then with her heart pounding, she opened the bathroom door and started back to the living room.

She found Bobby sitting on the sofa and, much to her relief, he had his pants on. He smiled at her. "Thought you might like some hot chocolate," he said, gesturing toward two steaming cups sitting on the coffee table in front of the sofa that Lois hadn't seen.

"Ah...th...thank you, Bobby," she stammered as she walked over to the sofa and sat down on it, a comfortable distance from the young man, then she reached out, picked up one of the cups, and took a sip.

"Are you all right, Mrs. Tillman?" Bobby asked.

Lois nodded her head. "I...I'm fine, Bobby. I...we...um, I...you know we...I shouldn't have done what we...I just did."

"It's OK, Mrs. Tillman," Bobby said.

"No it isn't," she replied. "If...if anybody finds out..."

"Nobody's going to find out," he said, interrupting her. "The only people who know are you and me and I'm sure as heck not going to tell anyone."

Lois looked at the young man over the rim of her cup as she sipped some more hot chocolate. "No, I'm sure he won't tell anyone," she thought. Bobby was different from a lot of the other boys in school, more dependable, more dedicated to getting a good education. And he certainly wasn't a braggart.

"Are you sure you're OK?" Bobby asked again.

"I have to get this straightened out...right now," Lois thought. She set her cup back on the coffee table and turned to face the young man. "Bobby, I...I'm not exactly sure how to say this, but..." she began but she couldn't continue because, without warning, tears began pouring from her eyes and she began to sob.

Bobby was surprised when the pretty teacher burst into tears and at first wasn't sure what to do. He knew she was upset because of what they'd done and he didn't like knowing that he'd upset her. On the other hand, making love with her had been fantastic, and she'd enjoyed it, too. She even admitted he'd given her the first orgasm she ever had! He slid across the sofa and pulled her into his arms.

Lois felt the sofa moving, then she felt Bobby's arms going around her. "No...don't do this!" a voice inside her warned, but she ignored it and leaned against him. She needed the comfort he was offering her. She slid toward him a bit and laid her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Is...is there anything I can do?" Bobby asked softly.

Lois continued to sob and shook her head. There really wasn't anything he could do, except hold her. It felt so good to be in his arms. Her husband hardly ever held her and even when he did, it always seemed as if he wasn't happy doing it.

After quite a while, Lois did calm down. Once her tears had stopped, she leaned back and smiled wanly at Bobby, who handed her the box of tissues that had been sitting on the end table behind where he was sitting. "Th...thank you," she said. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose. "I...I'm sorry," she said.

"It's OK," Bobby said. "I'm sorry, too. I...I didn't want to make you feel bad."

"Bobby, it isn't your fault," Lois said. "I should never have..." Bobby put his fingers on her lips and stopped her. She gazed at him and realized his face was moving closer to hers. "He's going to kiss me!" she thought. "No! I can't let him do that, because..." The young man's lips pressed against hers and feelings she was powerless to resist began to sweep over her, just as they had earlier. "Oh, God!" she thought, then she surrendered to them, wrapped her arms around Bobby, and returned the kiss, shoving her tongue into his mouth.

The couple continued to share passionate kisses while their hands stole over each other's bodies. Bobby managed to get his hands inside Lois' robe and onto her breasts. She felt a rush of wild sensations when he began twirling her erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. At the same time, she was fumbling with his pants, trying to get them open.

Bobby began kissing his way down from her mouth to her neck, and then onto her chest, pushing the robe open and pushing her onto her back as he did. Lois offered him no resistance. In fact, she was desperately trying to get his pants open so she could get her hands on his erection. It seemed like just seconds since their kiss had begun and already she was aflame with need. Then her hand brushed against his erect penis and she knew he was turned on, too. "I can't believe he's hard again," she thought. That never happened with her husband.

Bobby managed to capture one of her nipples with his lips and began lashing it with his tongue. She groaned and grabbed his head, hauling him against her. She never wanted him to stop making her feel like this! Suddenly a rush of even wilder sensations shot up through her. "Oh, God!" she groaned aloud. She didn't know how, but somehow Bobby had gotten his erection into her. "Yes, Bobby! Oh, God, yes!" moaned, clutching at him as he began moving himself in and out of her. "Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!! Oh, yeahhhhhhh!" she cried as he pounded into her. At the same time he kept suckling her nipples.

It didn't take long. "Oh, Bobby! Again! Oh, God, Bobby! I'm going to do it again!" she cried as intense feelings of bliss exploded through her and she experienced the second orgasm she'd had in her life. Wonderful feelings invaded every part of her body, suffusing her with a level of pleasure that, before today she couldn't have even dreamed about.

"Me, too! Oh, God, Mrs. Tillman!" Bobby cried. The movements of his hips got even more frantic. "I'm coming, too! Oh, Jesus! Yeahhhhhh!"

Lois felt the young man's fluids gushing into her and was swept upward into even higher, almost unbearable, levels of joy. Her body was shuddering and she gasped for breath as she clung to him and ground her hips up against his as if her body was trying to wring yet more enjoyment from his plunging tool.

Again they laid in each other's arms, calming down, once their orgasms had passed. And Lois again began feeling more and more guilty the calmer she got. This was all so confusing. How could something as wonderful as what she and Bobby had done be wrong? The young man had given her more pleasure in an afternoon than her husband had given her in all the years they'd been married. But he was her student and she was the adult. Of course she had no idea that Bobby was actually far more sexually experienced than she was.

"Mrs. Tillman, I'm going to have to go pretty soon," Bobby said, ending her line of thinking. "I promised my Mom I'd be home for dinner and..."

"Oh...OK," Lois said. Once more they shuffled into a sitting position on the sofa. She still had the robe on and pulled it around herself to establish some level of modesty while Bobby got up and walked down the hall to the bathroom, still nude. "Well, it apparently doesn't bother him to be nude in front of me," Lois mused as she watched him go. She found herself staring at the young man's bottom and comparing it to her husband's. "Rod's is more muscular," she thought, "but I like Bobby's better." Then she felt guilty for having those kinds of thoughts.

"Are you going to be OK if I go?" Bobby asked when he got back from the bathroom. "I mean I can call Mom and tell her I have something to do."

Lois shook her head. "No, it's OK, I...I'll be all right, I really will," she said.

"You sure?" the young man asked. He started putting his clothes back on.

"I...I'll be fine, I really will, Bobby," Lois said.

"All right," he said.

Lois got up and walked the young man to the door. He planted gentle kiss on her lips. "Look, if you aren't OK, call me, all right?" Bobby said.

"All right," Lois replied.

Bobby went out. Lois closed the door behind him, then she leaned against it and tears and sobs again poured from her.



Unbelievable Summer Ch. 23



"Bobby, there's a phone call for you!" his mother called, waking him up the next morning. He sat up and stretched, trying to force the lethargy of sleep out of his mind.

"I'm up, I'll get it, Mom," he called. He got out of bed, stumbled out to the hallway, and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he mumbled.

"Bobby?" The sound of Paula's voice chased away what little sleepiness remained in the young man's mind. "Did I wake you up?"

"Ah, yeah," he replied. "But that's OK, I need to get up anyhow."

"Can...can you come over?" she asked.

"Sure, ah, I just, you know, got up. I...I have to get dressed and all," he stammered. Paula's invitation made him wonder if he were dreaming. Hadn't she told him her folks didn't want her hanging around with boys?

"That's OK," she said. "I'll be waiting."

"Who was that on the phone?" Bobby's mother asked when he came down for breakfast.

"Paula," Bobby replied. "She wants me to come over."

"Isn't she that girl you used to have a crush on?" his mother asked. "I thought she was in college."

"Jeez, Mom, she's only a year older than I am," Bobby said. "It isn't like she's an old lady or something." "If Mom thinks my seeing Paula is a problem, she'd have a shit fit if she knew about all the other women in my life, wouldn't she?" he mused.

He ate breakfast, then got in the jeep and headed for Paula's. He was still wondering how she managed to convince her folks to let him come over. When he arrived at Paula's house, he parked the jeep in the driveway, then he walked up the sidewalk to the big house and pushed the doorbell.

Paula met him at the door wearing an oversized T-shirt, a pale purple color with white dots. Her lovely tan legs showed under it. "Hi," she said blushing a little.

"Hi," Bobby said.

"Come in," Paula told him.

She stepped back and Bobby walked into an ornate living room.

Paula closed the door and followed him. "My folks are away for the weekend," she said. "The minute they left, I thought about asking you over." She sat down on the sofa, tucking her legs under her.

Bobby joined her on the sofa. "I was wondering," he said. "I mean, you did say your folks were real strict about you dating and all..."

 Paula slid closer to him, close enough so he could feel her warmth. "I really like being with you..." she said.

"I like being with you, too," Bobby replied.

"We can be together all weekend..." Paula said, her voice husky. "If you...if you want..."

Bobby looked into her lovely blue eyes. "I...I do," he stammered.

Paula's hands touched his face lightly, and her face started moving slowly toward his. After what seemed like an eternity, their lips touched and thrills shot through him. All the passionate kisses he'd shared over the summer paled in comparison to the kisses he shared with Paula!

The kiss continued for a wonderfully long time. Then her lips left his and she gazed deeply into his eyes. "Wow!" she whispered, her breathing ragged, "Nobody kisses the way you do!"

Bobby reached for her. With a soft moan she came into his arms, settling on his lap, and their lips joined again. The second kiss caused more fire and joy than the first. When it ended, Paula snuggled against him, her slim arms around his neck, her soft hair tickling his face.

As Bobby held her, he realized he liked being with her more than any of the other women he was seeing.

"You...you make me feel so strange...so wonderful..." she said softly.

His hand slid over her curved back, feeling the warmth and softness of her. She continued pressing against him. Her breasts prodded his chest. Powerful sensations began growing in the teenager, 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 just about anything."

Paula leaned back and gazed into his eyes. "But...I mean...I'm older..."

Bobby silenced her with another kiss. His hand sought, found, and cupped a small, firm breast, his fingers strumming the nipple through the soft material of her nightshirt.

Paula groaned softly and shuddered. Her tongue slid between his lips, into his mouth where his met it. Lightning bolts of ecstasy arced through him.

He shifted position so she was lying in his lap, their lips still joined. His hand slid, and under the nightshirt, onto her bare skin.

Paula kept her lips pressed against his, her arms locked around his neck. Her body twisted and strained as his hand slid over her bare flesh. Soft murmurs of delight issued from her and her movements and cries became more and more impassioned.

Bobby tugged the nightshirt up, baring most of Paula's body to his feverish gaze. His hand slid from one breast to the other, and her nipples grew harder and harder each time he touched them.

Finally Paula released him from their kiss and laid back. "I...I want you!" she groaned. "Oh, God!!! Bobby!!! I...I want you!!!"

He slid out from under her and stood up to strip his clothes off. While he was taking his T-shirt off, he felt her hands on his pants, then they began sliding down. Air flowed over his bare flesh, then her warm hands cupped his cock and balls. Bobby's legs were so shaky he thought he'd fall.

"Take me!!! Please!!! Take me!!!" Paula groaned, her body arching, twisting, moving constantly. "I need you!!! Please, Bobby!!! Please!!!"

He laid atop her and felt her guide his rigid cock to her wet opening. As it slid into her, unbelievably delightful feelings tore through him. Sex never felt this wonderful with other women! Never! Paula's legs rose and her feet locked behind his legs as she pressed herself against him, moving urgently.

"Ohhhhh!!! Godddddddddd!!!!!" Paula groaned. "Never like this!!! Never!!! Oh, Bobby!!! Oh, Bobby!!!! Take meeee!!! Take meeeee!!!!"

Powerful emotions roiled through Bobby as he began moving his hips. Her tight cavern clutched his cock as he thrust into her. 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!!! Paulaaaaaa!!!!" A torrent of his hot juices gushed into her hot, clutching cave.

"B...B...Bobbeeeeeeeeeeee!!! 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 lay, locked together, on the sofa.

"I...I can't believe how you make me feel," Paula whispered breathlessly. "I...I've never, ever felt like that with anyone else."

"Me, either," Bobby admitted. It was true. As many times as he'd made love, and as good as it had been, none of his experiences came close to what he experienced with Paula. He kissed her. Passion once more stirred inside him. Paula's body moved under him, signalling that she, too, was responding.

When the kiss ended, Paula got to her feet and reached out her hand to him. Bobby let her pull him to his feet, then went with her to her bedroom. As they walked, Paula kept looking at him with her lovely wide blue eyes.

Once they were in the bedroom, Bobby grabbed the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it up. She raised her arms so he could pull it over her head, then stood naked before him while he gazed at her ardently. She was so beautiful! He couldn't stop staring at her.

"I...when you look at me, it makes me feel funny," Paula said softly, backing toward the bed and laying down. She held out her hands. "Come here."

Bobby joined her on the bed. Immediately his hands began exploring her warm, smooth flesh, while his lips sought hers. As their mouths connected, she 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 alternately touching him and tearing at the covers. "Ohhhh!!! Goddddd!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeeee!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeee!!! Love meeeee!!! Love meeeee!!!!" she cried.

Bobby was exultant. He was making love to the one woman he really cared about! Paula was begging him to make love to her! His cock swelled and grew hard. His body quaked with delicious sensations, which grew more and more powerful as he continued his explorations.

He was as gentle as he'd ever been, touching Paula with feather-light touches, stroking every inch of her exposed skin. His hand slid down her slim, firm legs, then back up again, to her wet, hot opening. He traced the outline of her vagina and her hips rose off the bed.

"Gahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Paula groaned. Her back arched and she began to squirm when Bobby began fingering her. He found her clit and she screamed with delight. "Eeeeeeyahhhhh!!! Bobbeeeeeeeee!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeee!!! I need you!!! Please!!! Take meeeeee!!! Please take meeee!!!!"

Bobby rolled atop her and his cock slid into her as if drawn by an invisible magnet. Her legs locked behind his and her pelvis ground against him. Ripples of delight went up his backbone as her channel massaged his embedded member.

He began moving, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold back, not yet, not as excited as being in her made him! His juices were boiling, ready to explode, then... "Paulaaaaaaa!!! Oh, God!!! Paulaaaaaa!!!! I...I love youuuuu!!! I love youuuuuu!!!!" he cried, erupting into her powerfully.

"B...B...Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Yessssssss!!! Oh, yesssssssss!!! Yesssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!" the woman writhing under him cried, her body going wild as his hot cream splashed into her. "Take meeeeeeeeee!!! Nowwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwww!!!! Bobbeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I...I love you, toooooo!!! Ohhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!"

Sated, they snuggled in Paula's bed. Neither of them had the energy to speak. They lay for a long time, wrapped in each other's arms.

"What are we going to do?" Paula asked, finally, looking deeply into Bobby's eyes. "I...I'm in love with you. Maybe I knew it all along, but..."

"But I was too young, right?" he said and kissed her softly.

Paula smiled. "I thought so...at first...but..." she stammered.

"My grandmother is six years older than my grandfather," Bobby said. "He says he started asking her out when he was eighteen, same age I am now."

"How long did it take him to convince her to go out with him?" Paula said as she stroked his face softly.

"Eight years," Bobby said. "It wasn't until he came back from college that she finally gave in. Grandma says she was stupid to wait that long." He chuckled. "Grandpa always says that's what he told her from the beginning."

Paula gave him a warm smile and continued tickling his face. "You don't act eighteen," she said. "You seem...a lot older."

"I'm not so sure about that," Bobby said.

"Ah..." Paula kissed him softly on the lips, then her face got serious. "Kim...she said you were having an affair with Mrs. Everett."

"I...I...was," Bobby said. He felt guilty about lying, but he wasn't sure how she'd react if he told her he was still having an affair with Nicole Everett.

"My God!" Paula gasped. "How...?"

"It happened one day when I went over to mow her lawn," he said. He didn't tell her the affair was still going on. Actually, now that he thought about it, maybe it was time to break off with Mrs. Everett.

"You mean she seduced you?" Paula asked.

Bobby nodded. "I...I guess so. I mean, she was coming onto me and..." He told Paula how he and Mrs. Everett wound up in bed that first time.

"Wow!" Paula exclaimed when he finished. "That's incredible!"

"Thing is," Bobby said, "I really like you. I...I guess I always have."

"I...I didn't know," Paula replied.

"I didn't know what you'd do if I told you how I really felt about you." Bobby said. "I mean, I was afraid you'd tell me to get lost..." He couldn't stand not touching her. He caressed one of her breasts softly.

Paula shuddered. "When you touch me, it makes me feel all funny inside," she murmured. "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 and all..."

Paula blushed and averted her eyes. "Even your saying that makes me feel funny," she whispered. "I'm not used to the way you talk to me."

Bobby kissed her. "Then it's time you get used to it," he said, "because you're going to be hearing a lot of that kind of talk from now on."

"But what about school?" she said. "You still have another year of school and..."

Bobby silenced her with a long, fervid kiss. "We have a long time to decide just how things are going to go," he whispered, his lips moving down her wonderfully shaped neck, onto her chest. "Maybe the rest of our lives." Up the slope of a swollen breast his lips moved, toward a straining nipple.

Paula sighed with delight and her hands tangled in Bobby's hair, pressing his face against her flesh. "Godddd!!!!" she groaned. "You make me feel so good!"

His intense need was somewhat abated, so Bobby had control now, the kind of control he needed to make love to her the way he wanted to, the way he'd dreamed of; thoroughly, slowly, savoring the taste and feel of her. He sucked a distended nipple between his lips and lashed it with his tongue. Paula squirmed and squealed with delight. He continued doing that for a while, then he kissed down into the valley between her breasts and up the slope of the other one, to that nipple. More delightful suckling, more groans of joy from his beautiful partner.

"Bobby!!! Oh, God!!! You're incredible!" Paula groaned. "Why did we wait so long? Ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Her body writhed and strained on the bed.

Bobby abandoned her 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, moved over his body while his did the same to her.

"I want to do you!!!" she murmured. "This time I want to do you!!! Please!!!" She wriggled out from under him 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 with ecstasy.

No love-making Bobby had ever experienced felt this wonderful! Every place Paula touched him felt like electricity was shooting into him! Her caresses were turning his body into one big over-stimulated pleasure nerve!

"My goodness!!!" he heard her murmur, "Look at this!"

"Uhhhhhhh!!!!" he groaned, his hips rising off the bed, as her small hands encircled his immense erection and began pumping it, the action made easier by the slick residue of their earlier joinings. "Paula! Oh, Goddddd!!!" he gushed. "Jesus!!!"

"You like that, do you?" Paula asked. Her hands kept moving as she asked the question. "If you like that, you're gonna love this!"

"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 too good!!!

Up and down the swollen shaft Paula's mouth moved, engulfing him then releasing him while her hands continued stroking and teasing as well.

Tidal waves of passion rolled over Bobby, each more delightful than the last. Paula's hands cupped and squeezed his balls, then she was kissing them, sucking each globe into her mouth and rolling it, while her hands continued making him harder than he believed possible. If she kept that up, he was going to come! He couldn't hold back much longer!

"Oh, Goddddd!!! Paula!!! Paulaaaaaaa!!!!" he cried, "Feels too good!!! I...I can't stand ittttt!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!!!" His hips pumped rhythmically, keeping time with the movements of her hands and mouth. He squeezed his eyes closed and pulled at the covers.

Her mouth left his cock, and before he realized what she was doing, the swollen shaft was engulfed by 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 rubbing his thighs.

Bobby opened his eyes to see his woman - and she was his woman - above him, her breasts dancing, as she rode him. Her face was flushed, a mask of passion, and her long blonde hair flew wildly as her body thrashed up and down on his cock.

Bobby grabbed her hips and hung on, driving up off the bed into her. Paula leaned forward and grabbed his shoulders for support. The movement brought her nipples close to his face. He began sucking first one, then the other.

"Bobbeeeeeeee!!!! My Godddddd!!! My Godddddd!!! I'm doing it again!!!" Paula cried, her body going into spasms of joy. "Aggggainnnnnnn!!!!! Take meeeeee!!! Oh, Bobbeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Take meeeee!!!! Nowwwwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwww!!!!! Aaaaayeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! Ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Nowwwwwwwww!!!!!!"

"Yeahhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby cried as thrills suffused him, from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes.

Eventually their frenzied motions calmed, then stopped entirely. Paula collapsed on him and Bobby held her. If he had his way, they would be doing this for as long as both of them lived!