the edges of her slit. He gulped. He was used to seeing his mother's cunt, and to handling her, playing with her and fingering her until she was hot and ready to accept his rampant rod. But this was a strange woman, and it excited him immensely. His crotch stirred and writhed and protruded as his cock hardened. Slowly he settled upon the edge of the chair across from her. She raised her legs, her heels caught upon the edge of the chaise, and slowly spread her legs sideways. All of her hair-surrounded cunt was gaping, and winking at him. He moaned in a stirring passion. “That's about all you can take, isn't it, Timmy?” She threw a cushion down in front of her and grinned at him, slowly reaching behind her and undoing her halter. She stripped it away, teasingly, and her breasts came into view, large and bouncing as she stirred. Her nipples were huge and long, pointing outward to the sides, and enlarged as he watched, until they were extended an inch or more from the body of the breasts. She held out her arms to him and wiggled her fingers. “Come on, pretty boy,” she murmured, “strip off those shorts. They are hurting what I want to see. And then come here and eat me a little. I like that very much, and might just do the same for you.” He stood and slowly stripped off his shorts, his hardening cock, hugely thick, with broad, darkened knob, lengthened, swung out and then upward, until it stood its fully nine inches from his belly. Her eyes widened and she gasped. “I see it, but I don't believe it. Come here to Momma, darling. I want to have all that pretty thing to myself as soon as I can get it!”
Bill Trooper stood in front of Mara in the front room as she sat upon a sofa, looking up at him apprehensively. “Now, I don't want to hurt either you or your boy. I just want what is rightly mine. You make up papers that will allow me to get my two hundred thou, and I will take my cunt out there and be on my way.” She shook her head. “I can't do that, Mr. Trooper.” “Why not? Don't fool with me, woman.” “I am not fooling with you, man. I can't give you anything, because Mike put it all in trusts, certificates of deposits, bonds, stocks and such, so that I get the interest and that is all.
The principle cannot be touched until Tim is twenty-five. Then it can all be reviewed. He will get two-thirds and I will get a third. Until then I have only my own small savings and a checking account.” He snarled. “Don't lie to me! If all this is true, who handles the accounting?” “A couple of lawyers.” she answered truthfully, “and a CPA firm in the capital.” He was silent for a moment. “How much do you have in checking and savings that you can get to?” She was silent, staring at him. He reached out and slapped her face resoundingly. She fell back onto the sofa and he was upon her, straddling her, slapping her face first one way and then the other.
“Tell me how much you have or I'll beat you until you won't be able to see.” She sobbed and nodded. “All right. All right. Leave me alone. I'll tell you.” He relaxed and leaned back grinning, supporting himself upon her thighs. Slowly he reached out and pulled her halter down, letting her large, firm tits pop out. The nipples hardened in the excitement of the moment. “Tell me,” he whispered savagely, and poised his hand as though to grab and twist her breast.
“I-I-have about twelve hundred in checking, from the last interest payment. And I have nearly ten thousand in savings, from bonds and stocks I cashed to pay bills when he died. That was what was left of them.” He scooted from her thighs and slipped down upon the sofa beside her. “Good. Now, wasn't that easy? You could have told me in the first place and saved yourself all this slapping around.
Now,” he put his arm about her shoulder and pulled her to him, “let's you and me get a little better acquainted.” She relaxed against him, knowing that it was useless to fight him. He would beat her and she might even be injured severely or killed. Let him do what he wanted, she told herself, and get out of here. He stripped the halter from her completely and then pulled at her shorts. She raised her hips, undid the knot on the side and let the scanty bikini fall from her hips. She was nude when she settled back into his arms, and his breath was coming much, much faster. “You are a nice bundle of woman, Mrs. Fletcher, ma'am,” he said mockingly. “I like them a little taller and a little more hefty in the beam, but you'll do. How would you like to straddle this for a while?” He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, broad and throbbing, not as long as Tim's, but every bit as thick. A little pearl of cum stood at the slit in the knob, and dribbled down the side. “Is that part of the bargain I'm getting?” she asked. “Give you my money, and get a free fuck in exchange?” He laughed. “Not a bad idea. Sure. But first, how about a little headwork?” He took her by the nape of the neck and pulled her down, until her mouth was directly above the swollen knob of his cock. She breathed deeply. “All right, but don't get rough with me now, or I might hurt you.” She slid down on her knees before him and between his legs. Her hands undid his belt buckle and pulled the zipper down further. His pants were open now and his large cock, curved upward toward his belly, thrust out of the whiteness of his boxer pants. By the bulge in his crotch, she knew that he had a sac of huge nuts hiding down there. With the huge pecker sticking right into her face, and the dribbling of his cum, she was getting hot in the crotch herself. She leaned forward and took the cock in her hand, pulling the foreskin over the head and then stripping it down quickly.
“Ummmm, that's it, baby, play with it and then suck it!” He leaned back, his hands upon her shoulder now as she leaned deeper into her work and licked the broad expanse of the purplish knob with her tongue. She licked and lapped at it, tongued the slit, and finally took the forepart of the knob in her lips and sucked lightly.
“That's it, baby, that's it! Suck it good,” he groaned, and thrust up so that more of his cock stuck up out of his pants. She opened her mouth widely and took the entire head into the hot, breathing cavern and closed about it, making him squirm as she began to apply suction. “Ummm, oooohhhhhhh, God, that's good! Keep it up, baby, keep sucking. Damn, you are good at sucking cock. You must practice all the time!” He groaned and thrust into her mouth and throat, making her gag. She held on to his hips and forced him to settle down into the sofa cushions until she could get her gag reflex under control and breathe again. She eased back and let the knob flip from her mouth, throwing droplets of early cum-juice onto her cheeks.
“You settle down, now, mister,” she cautioned. “You'll make me hurt you. You've had head before, so act right.” She did not wait for his answer, but settled again to her task, easing her hand down into his crotch and cradling his big balls, and running her mouth up and down the thick shaft of his cock again. “Okay, baby, you're in the driver's seat.” He reached out and began to caress her tits, making them bounce with his effort, squeezing gently now, and making the nipples erect and quiver as he thumbed them and rolled them with his fingers. She moaned in her throat and shifted so he could reach them better. “How about doing a 69 with me, baby?” he asked.
“Then we both can get some fun out of it.” She looked up at him. “Do you mean that?” “Sure. I ain't such a bad fellow, when you get to know me web. Come on, shift up here and turn around. I don't mind licking a little cunt at all.” He grinned and she quickly did as he invited. With a lithe movement she was over his face and facing his rampant cock. As she seized it eagerly now, hardly waiting to get settled into her new position, she felt her thighs being spread and then her clit quivered at the hot stab of his wet tongue. She breathed deeply and took his cock into her mouth again and began her bobbing up and down, her spit and his juices making a slime upon his shaft that let her lips travel quickly from his tightening balls to the tip of his cockhead. She felt him spread her cunt-lips with his thumbs and then his hot, hard tongue was licking and lapping, making her squirm. Her hips took a small hunching motion, pushing her cunt into his face. His lips found her clitoris and sucked it, making it stick out and jerk with excitement as the blood gorged within it. She moaned as she felt the drawing of his lips, but she could not speak for her mouth was filled with the hot tip of his fuck-club, making her grunt and groan just to contain it. She felt him begin to thicken and throb and knew that he was close to spewing her a mouthful of hot, creamy cum. “Hot damn, woman, I'm just about to spurt,” he yelled at her. He hunched into her throat and held her down so she could not withdraw. She breathed quickly through her nose and then felt the first jerk of his thick cock, and the hot, lava- like spurt of his initial coming. “Aaaagggaaaw,” he grunted and groaned and then, writhing to bring about her crisis at the same time, she felt the thick cream erupt into her mouth and throat, almost choking her. She swallowed quickly, withdrawing slightly until the knob was just inside her lips. Then, getting control of the spurting, she sucked as he spurted, drawing and siphoning as he exploded and he yelled at the pain-pleasure of her action, feeling as though she was drawing his balls through his cock. In the meanwhile, she was shuddering out her crises one after another, as he sucked her cunt, lapping it wetly, running his tongue around her thick lips and diving with it deeply into her hot cave. She hunched against his face and moaned, coming several times without stopping, one eruption of nerves and joy after the other. Slowly they drifted down from their peak of emotion and she slid off his body onto the carpet, stretching out depleted upon the floor. “Hey, woman.” He peered at her over his arm flung over his eyes, his voice weak and quivering. “You sure can suck. Can you fuck as good as you suck?” She opened her eyes slightly and peered back at him. “Some have said that I gave ass as good as I gave head, if that answers you,” she replied. He laughed. “Let me rest awhile,” he commented, “and I'll see if it's true.” Ruby leaned back in the chaise lounge and rolled her head, gritting her teeth and squinting her eyes in the exquisite sensations she was experiencing from the now-practiced lips and tongue of the boy. He knelt upon the cushion, his head thrust between her thighs, his
