'Don't stop, for criyi, Mummy, Gawd, I'm going to drown you when I shoot-take it back quick, suck me, it's burning me up!' he moaned.
This time, she furled out her dainty pink tongue and lapped lingeringly at the glistening spear point of his cock, rasping just the very tip of her tongue all over the Inflamed, taut-skinned glans, then prodded the urethral lips, and drew a tortured cry of frenzied anticipation from the writhing naked boy: 'Ohh Jeer, you're drivin' me up the wall, hurry it up and suck my wad out, a]l I got, Mummy, hurry.'
'Just relax, Timmy darling, I'm going to please you,' she promised. Her left thumb and forefinger pinched the swollen shaft just above the scrotum, her right hand guided the vibrator back along the inner edges of his contracting, sinewy buttocks, and her mouth opened to accept him once again; now, boldly, she closed her lips a little beyond the circumcisional groove, and Tim groaned hoarsely, his head turning restlessly from side to side, his hands now clenched fists which he thrust down with all his strength against the sheets. Sporadic tremors rippled through his body, and his nostrils flared and clenched incessantly as his chest heaved in the cumulative fury of a foreplay which was drawing him beyond even his own awareness of his hungry young rut.
Then again she touched the tip of the vibrator to his anus, and at the same moment furled her tongue along the side of his glans, her other hand stroking his Inner right thigh. The blond teenager stiffened, his head rose, and then a bellow of maddened ecstasy was wrenched from him his heels pitilessly flailed Rachel's bowed back, and she felt the violent hot gush of his viscous seed. Taken by surprise, she gagged first, then hastily swallowed, fighting to regain control, and at last managed to overcome the initial revulsion; by sheer will, she forced into her mind the thought, it's Timothy's seed, because Timmy's his own flesh of flesh, and so it's my husband responding to me by loving proxy.
At last his spasm was at an end, and with a moaning sigh, he sprawled his legs wide and off her servilely bent bare back. She straightened, kneeling erect, her face flushed, her lips stickied, and found him staring almost in awe at her. 'Jeez, you damn near killed me that time, Mummy-where the hell did you learn those tricks?' he mumbled.
'J-just by-by wanting to please you, dear. Not out of a book In love, being natural and unashamed with the person you've chosen teaches you much more than any book.'
He shook his head, then chuckled lewdly. 'Boy oh boy! I gotta give you credit, Mummy, you got guts. I sure thought you'd chicken out-so did Heather. Hey-I bet that date of hers was some of your doing too, huh? Never mind, I'll find out what I wanna know from Sis. Hey look, though-' he pointed at his cock, still stiff and upright between his lewdly straddIed legs.
'It shows you're very much a man, Timmy, and this girl I was telling you about will think so, too.'
'You think so, huh? Well, we'll see. Hey, you gotta take care of me again, though, Mummy. I can't go to sleep with a hard-on, now, can I? Whyn't you take your panties off and lemme flick you-only this time, you can have part of the- action-yeah, I guess you earned that much.'
Rachel's face was scarlet but she unflinchingly smiled back at him and nodded. Then, as he watched open- mouthed, she put her slim fingers to the waistband of the white nylon panties and husked them down, lifted each knee in turn and dropped them to the floor, facing him on her knees in only garter belt and nylons. His eyes at once fixed on the thick black curls that framed the soft pink lips of her cunt, and she saw his cock throb and jerk, as if angrily demanding entrance into that tight warm haven.
And now that she had gone so far along the pathway of lascivious, amoral passion, lending her body as a separate entity from which all conscience and moral scruples had been purposely banished, Rachel found herself singularly aroused by the mingled lust and admiration which she read in young Tim's gleammg eyes and the almost awed rictus of his mouth. Even though her blushes deepened till they seemed to spread down to her throat and even her dainty ear-lobes, she picked up the vibrator, flicked It on again and, smiling unabashedly at the boy, brought it towards the silky black thicket of her cunt, and touched the crinkly coral-tinted lips here and there, shivering voluptuously at the erotic – stimulus that tingled through her, penetrating-or so it seemed-to her very womb.
'Jeez!' he breathed hoarsely, squirming impatiently over the pillow beneath his sinewy buttocks, 'c'mon, take care'a me, Mummy!'
'I'm going to, dear. But a girl has feelings too. There-oooh-n-now I think I-I'm ready,' Rachel gasped, touching her clitoris with the vibrator and feeling a molten lavalike wave of sensuality surge through her being. Then, moving to him, she grasped his turgid penis in her left hand, touched the tip and the circumcisional groove fleetingly with the whirring vibrator, and then, laying the implement down beside her, parted the lips of her cunt with right thumb and forefinger as she guided the boy's wildly throbbing cock into her now eager cleft, and sank slowly down atop him.
With a gurgling cry, young Tim hugged her, crushing down the splendid pears of her breasts against his heaving chest, his mouth gluing to hers, his legs clamping over her stockinged calves, and she felt his cock dig to the very hilt along the sensitized volutes of her vaginal sheath. Closing her eyes, she groped for the vibrator, and began to glide its tip over his hip and side, her left hand stroking his flushed, contorted face, willing herself to offer all of herself to the feverish needs of this precocious son of the man she deeply loved, for thus a stronger bond of the flesh could be forged between 'them all.
Under her, young Tim threshed and writhed, arching himself up with every sinew, panting and groaning, and the mature brunette accommodated herself to the unleashed demands of her inimical stepson. For she comprehended that this hostility had been born out of his ego and its rejection by his fellows. And by now, totally aroused as a woman who had deliberately -begun the ritual of passion and was now being inexorably drawn into its heedless vortex, she could feel the shuddering contractions of her vaginal sheath against his thrusting cock, feel the slow, thrilling, cumulating surge of burgeoning response… the elemental urgency that cast aside all morality and introspection and was timeless in its equation of cock and cunt.
She moved the vibrator up to his armpit, felt him jerk frantically under her, gasped at the violent frictioning inroads his cock was making along the tingling,- quaking, burning walls of her now wildly answering cunt, and, parting her lips to his, imparted the benediction of her soft warm tongue deep into his gasping mouth.
With an inchoate cry, the boy gripped the resilient oval cheeks of her behind and dug his fingers into them with elemental ferocity; arching himself up wildly, with every nerve and muscle straining, he rasped his tongue greedily against hers, and then the spasm seized him. Rachel felt the explosive triggering of his climax-though lessened in intensity from her initial oral assuagement-and then her trembling hand. dropped the vibrator and she cupped his face with both hands as she surrendered to the bubbling, churning compulsion that seized her naked body and made it writhe and squirm and grind to his in an intolerable excitement that plunged her down deep into the supreme abyss.
They lay sprawled, panting, both dazed by the primal savagery of that simultaneous crescendo, and then wanly, young Tim gasped, 'Jeez, for a square, Mummy, you sure know how to fuck! And boy, were you ever right- it's better'n any book!'
'Of course it is, sweetheart. And it'll be even better with this girl who wants to meet you, Timmy.'
Agilely, she rolled off the youth, onto her side, and then she blushed furiously as his eyes swept her nakedness. But the glint in them this time was not of vindictive hatred or contempt, but rather one of grudging admiration and almost incredulous gratitude. 'You're not putting me on' his voice was hoarse, unsteady.
'I never lie, dear, and always keep my word-you know that now, don't you?'
'Yeah-Jeez, I'll say I do! Okay, now-look, Mummy, can you-I mean-well, could you fix it up for me?'
'Well, since your father won't be back till at least Friday night, I think you could manage to see Dinah tomorrow night-that is, if you think you can take on a gorgeous blonde with soft pink skin.' Teasingly, she put out a hand to squeeze his now dwindled cock.
'Whaddva mean?' he blustered, then, meeting her cool gaze, blushingly grinned. 'Well, I'll sure give it a try. Now tell me all about her, huh, Mummy?'
Chapter 9
Red-haired Heather had been favorably impressed by Arnold Cautwell's calling for her at the house on Astor Street in his cream-colored Cadillac and, despite her customary outward pose of bored cynicism, greatly flattered
