Barbara shivered as the smooth head of his cock probed her cunt. She had been really turned on by the fist fuck. The novelty and the wildness of it had made her cum violently, but there was nothing like the feel of a hard cock cleaving her opening! She smiled lasciviously at him and opened her legs even wider, giving him a perfect target. 'Yeah, I'm ready!' she answered, matching his tone. 'Give it to me, hard and fast, lover! Fuck me like I was meant to be fucked. Ram it into my cunt! I'm waiting for you. My pussy's begging for it. Give it to me!' She drew in her breath and held it as he stirred in her outer chambers, then let out in a whoosh as he plunged suddenly into her depths. Her flesh parted easily under his thrust, but closed around his prick with the tenacity of rubber, enclosing him in a vise of sticky flesh.
'God! It's still tight!' he grunted wonderingly as he felt the action of her muscles. He had thought his fist might have stretched her beyond repair, but her resilient cunt snapped back into action like a spring. He fucked in and out of her cuntal hole, feeling his balls squish against her ass with each stroke. Her legs were wrapped around his back and he suddenly raised them around his neck, pulling her almost straight up against his prick. Her arms were tight around his neck, too. He held her bent double against him as he drove into her.
Barbara could hardly move in this position, but that didn't matter as his prick hit new depths plumbing her canal to the bottom. He thrust into her like a pile driver, in mighty lunges. With every blow of his prong Barbara shuddered violently, her cunt clutching at his smooth rod. She could feel him all the way in her stomach. It felt like he was fucking her guts! She tightened her legs and arms around his neck and shook and shuddered under his pumping penis, feeling her orgasm begin to sweep her in a series of undulating waves, each one higher than the one before. She was being buffeted by a sea of lust. Her body rolled with the waves and surfaced, then rolled off again in a crashing peak.
'O — uh — uh — uh! Fuck me! I'm cumming! Oh… God, I'm cumming again! Harder… don't stop… fuck me! Give it to me! Cum in me — I want your cum: please… I'm cumming again, fuck me!!' she screamed, not knowing or caring what she said or did.
Skip gritted his teeth and hung onto the convulsing body beneath him, never ceasing his relentless plunges into her spasming flesh. He knew she was gripped in a series of multiple orgasms. He could feel her cunt clasping and unclasping on his prick as she flopped like a fish impaled on a spear. He loved fucking her, he loved the fantastic action of her active pussy on his cock, the smooth movement of her hips beneath his changing to the jerks of orgasm.
'Get ready, I'm cumming,' he warned. 'Hold on. Nnow! Feel it! Jesus! I'm cumming, baby!' he screamed at her, forcing himself fully into her, grinding and twisting his prick into her cunt. It swelled even larger and grew even more sensitive. He could feel every tremor of her cunt through the nerves in the head. He twisted and turned into her cunt, and then he was spurting. A flood of semen burst from the head of his cock, shooting from his balls through his prick to splatter into Barbara's twat, filling her canal with hot semen.
'Aaaggghhh!!' Barbara squealed as the hot column of sperm flooded her sensitive cunt. She could feel it gushing into her, burning hot on the walls of her cunt, filling her to overflowing, running out of her slot and down her thighs. She hadn't thought there was that much sperm in the world, she thought crazily as Skip pumped weakly against her, flinging out his last drops of semen. Her cunt sucked hungrily at his softening prick, milking his balls for every ounce of cum. She shuddered against him a final time as the last of her orgasm fluttered through her. Her legs slid down his back and she lay back flat on the ground, her eyes closed, a beatific smile on her face. Skip slumped beside her, his head on his arms. He was exhausted, the last two fucks had really taken it out of him. He laughed weakly, glancing at her sperm-coated thighs, realizing how much it had taken out of him!
'Goddamn great fucking,' Skip muttered. 'You really know how to ball. You're the best piece of ass I've ever had, no shit!' He meant every word. He had been with some horny chicks after his start with his sister and her friend, but never had he had a grown woman at the peak of her desires! He shook his head. No wonder they always said an older woman was the best lay! He wondered how the hell a guy her age would keep up with her. He was wearing out, and he was only eighteen! A very experienced and mature eighteen, but still a young boy with supposedly endless sexual prowess. He sighed. He knew he could bring her off again and again, with his tongue, his hands and his cock, but he didn't want to wear himself out completely! He figured she could take on another guy easy. Hell, she could probably take on an army and come back for more! He felt the thrill of pride in his insatiable mistress. He was proud of her raging appetite as well as her luscious body. If he had realized that it was he who had unlocked her lust and brought forth her insatiable appetite, he would have been prouder still. But he didn't know that until yesterday she had been a frigid woman, frozen by her uncaring husband and inept lover. He had come along at exactly the right time and opened a new world to her.
Barbara lay flat on the sand, her body glowing with the warmth that only comes from being well-fucked. She reached for Skip's hand and held it. Whatever happened, whatever she did because of her new emotions, she would always be grateful to him for showing her how it felt to be a woman. She had found sexual release and satisfaction now. It remained for her to learn to control her desires.
For a woman of thirty-five, at the height of her sexual potential, to suddenly come from the cavern of frigidity into the white hot light of sensuality was a little too extreme, her mind had to catch up to her body. She knew that she wanted sex constantly now. She had been deprived too long, and her body was making up for lost time. She smiled at her young lover, studying him covertly, reveling in the sleek beauty of his firm bronze limbs, wishing he were hard again and could fuck her some more.
She needed to be fucked steadily for a week, she thought to herself, smiling. If Jason could see me now, or my ex-husband, she mused. Perhaps if her husband had taken the time to indoctrinate her into sex, to lead her along until she was ready for this. She shook her head violently. There was no use mourning the past and what might have been! She was here, now, she was lucky enough to have been awakened before it was too late, and she meant to make the most of her awakening.
She would do everything she could to satisfy her appetite and to keep at bay her incestuous desires for her son! Because she knew that was wrong. Every moral scruple cried against it. She was afraid of incest to the fibers of her being. She had to get completely fucked out before she went home. She couldn't have a repeat of the scene in her pool. She needed more fucking. Every day until he left at the end of the week.
As if he read her mind, Skip turned to her. 'You're a fantastic lady,' he murmured. 'Really far out. I just had a great idea. You might like it. Well, I have a friend who lives right down the beach. He's a little older than me, and I hang out there once in a while. What say we buzz over and take a shower and rest a while? This sun's hot as shit!' He grinned at her engagingly, watching her reaction. He wanted to show her off to Buddy. Buddy really dug older chicks. He was always bragging about the ones he'd had and how they could fuck circles around teenyboppers. Maybe they could all get it on. Skip would love to see Buddy's face when he walked in with this fantastic lady. They could smoke a little, relax. Who knows what might happen then? He shivered slightly as a picture flitted through his mind, Barbara blowing him and taking Buddy in her cunt at the same time.
'Well, if you're sure he won't mind us busting in like this,' Barbara said warily. She didn't know if she wanted to meet another guy or not. Maybe he'd laugh at her for being over thirty!
Her doubt must have shown on her face because Skip laughed and stroked her hair. 'He'll love you. Really! Any guy would. You're a really beautiful lady! Come on and get dressed. Wipe off some of the cum if you can, aw, shit! We need a towel to get all this! I must have cum a bucketful!'
Laughing, the two dressed their sticky bodies in their sandy clothes and piled in the car, Barbara driving.
'Where to?'
'Just go out the way we came in and turn left. He lives about a mile down,' Skip said. He leaned back in the seat, letting the wind ruffle his long hair. He gazed appreciatively at his mistress. She looked even more beautiful with her red hair tangled and full of sand and her cheeks flushed with sun and loving that she had before. He leaned back, admiring the pretty picture she made as she laughed happily at him.
'I don't even remember how we got here,' she giggled. 'I was so hot for you I couldn't see straight!' She looked at him fondly, her heart full of satisfaction and her mind filled with plans.
Chapter Six
Buddy opened the door to his shack and stared out foggily. He was stoned out of his mind and he didn't recognize the woman who stood in his door, looking at him uncertainly. He stared at her, his eyes going over her
