The mass of her big jugs was squeezed between them, and her lower belly pressed on his crotch. As she expected, the bulge in his pants began growing and g4ting hard. When she felt it, she increased her movements until she was really.giving him a good rub-down. The boy clung to her as his passion increased. Ann was beginning to feel hot again, and she knew it was going to be easy to score this kid, and maybe his friends, too. All the couples on the dance floor were holding on to each other fervently, but somehow, Ann and her partner were attached more sensuously. Maybe it was the way she moved the boy around, but whatever it was, it didn't go unnoticed by the people watching. Guys all over the room were getting hard-ons just imagining how those huge melons must feel pressed against the lucky kid's chest.
When the song ended, Ann let the boy take her back to the table where his friends were. There was a drink waiting for her and she thanked them for it.
They all wanted to ask her who she was and what she did. All the usual questions. She told them her name, and as an explanation of what she did, she said she was a tactile sensualist. She could tell that that had the desired effect on them; they got an idea of what she meant, but weren't exactly sure. Out of a sense of protocol, she asked them what their names were and what they did, but she really didn't care, and when they told her, she forgot what they said immediately. All she cared about was that they were virile young men and that they wanted to fuck her.
The band had taken a break, and Ann decided to make small talk with this bunch until the music started again, have a few dances, and then, STRIKE. As she talked with them, she kept a roving eye scouting for other candidates for her hungry cunt. She figured she could handle this bunch in fifteen or twenty minutes, and since she was drinking and feeling very loose, her appetite was going to be huge.
As they all talked, Ann began to notice that the boys seemed to be starting a subtle competition for her. The one she danced with was hinting that the other should recognize his right to her, and they seemed to be trying to make their own claims. She knew that there were problems in dealing with young kids, but they made up for it so well, it was worth the trouble.
'Look, guys,' she said to them with an authoritarian tone, 'there's enough to go around, so stop squabbling. When the band comes back, we'll have a few dances, then I'll take you all on.' She followed that announcement with a smile and wink.
The kids were flabbergasted, and Ann hoped that she hadn't scared them away. But remembering the stiffness of the cock that poked her in the belly as she danced, she knew that they would be ready when she was. It seemed that her admonishment worked; they stopped arguing, and sat quietly waiting for the band to return. Ann was able to sip her drink, look around and savor the coming fuck. Her cunt was moistening in anticipation.
The band came back, and started playing another rocker. Ann told the guys to came dance with her. She could handle all of them. The four of them wen! to the dance floor and started gyrating to the music. As they danced, Ann moved close to one of them and gave him a whack with her swinging tits. The weird attack made the boy open his eyes wide in surprise. Then she danced over to another of them and gave him a smack on the arm with her wrecking-ball knockers. Then the third kid got a taste of the same. The boys were beginning to realize what a mad woman they were dealing with.
When the music stopped, the boys stood and looked at Ann to see what she would do. but she didn't do anything. She merely waited for the band to start another number, then started dancing again. They were horny, and eager to get started on her, but she seemed to be more interested in dancing. Actually, Ann was enjoying herself dancing and she also enjoyed their impatience. She knew that a young stud kept waiting was turned into a wild animal, and the animal energy would be released on her when she decided it was time. The thought of being ravaged by these three kids, turned into horny maniacs by frustration, thrilled her and her pussy was soaking in anticipation.
They danced about three dances, then the band started a slow number. Ann looked at them, turned her back and started walking towards the door. Like a litter of puppies, they followed after her another rocker. Ann told the guys to came dance with her. She could handle all of them. The four of them wen! to the dance floor and started gyrating to the music. As they danced, Ann moved close to one of them and gave him a whack with her swinging tits. The weird attack made the boy open his eyes wide in surprise. Then she danced over to another of them and gave him a smack on the arm with her wrecking-ball knockers. Then the third kid got a taste of the same. The boys were beginning to realize what a mad woman they were dealing with.
When the music stopped, the boys stood and looked at Ann to see what she would do. but she didn't do anything. She merely waited for the band to start another number, then started dancing again. They were horny, and eager to get started on her, but she seemed to be more interested in dancing. Actually, Ann was enjoying herself dancing and she also enjoyed their impatience. She knew that a young stud kept waiting was turned into a wild animal, and the animal energy would be released on her when she decided it was time. The thought of being ravaged by these three kids, turned into horny maniacs by frustration, thrilled her and her pussy was soaking in anticipation.
They danced about three dances, then the band started a slow number. Ann looked at them, turned her back and started walking towards the door. Like a litter of puppies, they followed after her.
Their eyes were glued to her sensuously swaying ass, and the shapely legs that were exposed below her mini. As she led them out, she thought she could hear them panting behind her. The parade attracted a lot of attention, and as they strolled, a single-file, out the door, they were being watched by countless eyes.
'All right, which of you fuckers has the most comfortable car?' she asked.
The boys had a short discussion while Ann waited. When it was settled, they walked to the parking lot and climbed into a sleek van. Once inside, Ann couldn't help being impressed. It was totally lined with shag carpeting. There were big pillows all around, the lighting was low and soft, and one of the kids turned on the tape machine, so mellow music filled the van. The kid who owned it was grinning from ear to ear as he saw that Ann liked his van.
She made herself comfortable, leaning back on a fat pillow. The boys sat around her, watching, but not moving For a while they just sat there getting used to the atmosphere. One of the kids reached in his pocket and pulled out a joint of grass. He lit it and took a deep drag. He passed it to Ann, who took a hit. The joint was passed until it was gone. By then they each had had about three hits, which would be plenty. The music began sounding much better and Ann was floating.
Through drooping eyelids, she surveyed the crop of studs before her. Being high on the pot made her even more anxious to get things going. Picking one of them, she stared deeply into his eyes, then lifted her hand, and with a seductive come-here motion of her index finger, she summoned him. She reached out to him as he crawled towards her. They came together in a tight embrace and kissed. That seemed to be the signal for the other two to start in on her.
As she kissed the boy, she felt the others' hands on her thighs. She moved to the middle of the van to give them all better positions from which to feel her body. Six hands ran over her. Her fits were being massaged roughly and two hands were exploring her crotch. Making them wait was paying off. They were going at her with all the energy that they could muster. Ann could just lie there, enjoying their hands. They began unbuttoning her blouse, and she felt her skirt come loose around her waist, and pulled down her legs. She helped them remove her blouse. Before long, she was lying naked among the three horny kids who continued working on her.
Ann was having a ball lying there passively and letting the boys do all the work. Her marijuana-addled brain registered every kiss, every squeeze and every poke. There was a sucking boy on each of her fits, and the difference in their sucking technique was fascinating to her, not to mention incredibly erotic. Her cunt was holding about four or five fingers that belonged to all three of them. She wondered how they managed to get a good feel on her cunt with all the competition. Fingers were reaching way up her cunt-tunnel, and others were probing the outer regions of the wet gash.
Ann opened her eyes to see what was happening, and noticed that one of them was taking his clothes off. When he was naked, he cleared his friends from between her legs and lowered himself over her. She felt the round sponginess of his cock-head knocking at the door of her pussy. Ann spread her legs wide, and the kid's cock slid smoothly up her cunt-hole. Her body curled up slightly as the intense feeling flooded her pot-soaked consciousness. The horny fucker began pumping his rod in and out with all his teenage enthusiasm. His hard prick traveled the entire length of her tight hole.
The other kids were stripping their clothes off as they grew anxious to take their own turns. Ann was getting ecstatic with the strong fucking she was getting, and the thought that the two others would take over when her
