'Already?' she said. 'My, you are a connoisseur of the spirits!'
'It's good,' he said, and he downed his second glass as rapidly as the first.
'Wow!' he said, shaking his head in a wobbly way. 'I'm a little dizzy.' He held up his glass.
'Sip it more slowly this time,' Carol said, tipping the bottle.
He didn't. The wine ran down his throat in three swallows.
'It sure is getting hot in here,' he said, setting his empty glass down on the end table. His words were slightly slurred. 'I'm starting to sweat.'
'Feel free to take off your shirt,' Carol said.
'If you think it will cool you off any.'
The teen wasn't the only one who was hot Carol was steaming under her robe and negligee from the heat that rose up from her cunt. As her pussylips swelled, they felt as if they'd been glued together with molten paraffin. Her tits felt swollen too, her nipples on fire.
The teen peeled off his tanktop and tossed it on the floor.
'My, look at those muscles!' Carol said.
'Comes from lugging newspapers around the whole fucking town every day.' The teen flexed his right bicep.
'Ooooh!' Carol reached over to feel the round muscle. 'It's so hard!'
The teen giggled. 'Yeah, it's real hard – real, real hard.' He yawned. His eyelids had become puffy and drooping, and suddenly they closed.
'I hope you're not falling asleep on me,' Carol said.
'Nah,' the teen said, but his eyes stayed closed and he appeared to be slowly sinking into the couch.
'Would you mind if I remove my robe?' Carol said. 'I'm starting to feel a little warm, myself.'
The teen's eyes opened halfway. 'Go ahead.'
Fighting the effects of the wine, he gazed zombie-like as Carol laid her robe open and let it drop off her shoulders.
'That feels so much better!' Carol said. She picked up his feet and dropped them in her lap.
He gazed through her negligee, at her tits, at her navel, and she began to massage his feet. His heel rested against her cunt.
'You okay, darling?'
'I feel great,' the teens said, wiggling his toes. The tip of his tongue flicked between his lips. The cock-bulge in his shorts throbbed visibly.
'Would you like to come a little closer, maybe sit up next to me?' Carol took his hand.
Suddenly, he was sitting in her lap, breathing wine fumes in her face, grinding his chest to her tits. They kissed. His tongue was wet, hot, sliding in her mouth. He groaned, groping her tits through the negligee.
Carol fumbled with the snap of his shorts, with his zipper. His hard cock slipped into her hand.
'Squeeze it!' he panted.
'It's so hard!'
'It's hard for you!'
'It's so big!'
'Big and horny, for you,' the teen said, his words mushy from the wine. 'It wants to fuck.'
'Do you know how?'
'Of course!'
'You've done it before?'
'No, but I sure know how. All you gotta do is shove it up the hot hole between a girl's legs. Let me feel you naked. Then I'll fuck you.'
The negligee Carol had worn to entice her husband so many times in the old days – the negligee her husband no longer even noticed on her – was torn from her body by the wine-dazed teenager. It ripped like tissue paper, and soon it lay on the floor like a discarded rag.
The bay stepped back to admire his handiwork. His tongue hung out, dripping like a dog's. His young prick, sticking up out of his open shorts, twitched with excitement.
'Oh man, a naked girl!' He wiggled out of his shorts, which was all he'd been wearing around his loins. No underwear.
Carol giggled at being called a girl. She spread her legs, showing him her crotch. She gripped her hairy cuntlips and spread them wide, showing him the sizzling wet cuntmeat between them.
The teen's stiff prick flexed hard, clear lube bubbling out of it. He shoved a grubby foot between her legs and touched his big toe to her wet cunt. She let her cuntlips close around his toe. A vibration shot up the teen's leg and he grabbed his prick, beating it off frantically.
'Don't do that!' she said, and she pulled him back down onto her lap, kissing him, rubbing her tits against him.
His cock rubbed against her belly like a hot poker. She managed to get her hand wrapped around his prick, and he humped his loins, working it in her closed fist. His prick lube bubbled out, greasing her hand.
'It's so big!' she purred. She wasn't saying that just to flatter the teen. His prick was longer than her husband's by at least an inch, and harder than Hyatt's cock had ever been.
The teen groped between her legs, testing the swollen sponginess of her blonde pussy mound. He slipped a finger between the throbbing cunt slabs and rubbed it up and down in the slickness and heat. His finger slipped inside her pussy, twisting, probing.
'Oh wow!' he moaned, and he buried his face between her tits, rubbing it in her soft flesh. He began to kiss, to lick, to suck on her nipples.
Carol's cunt did flip-flops inside as the tit hungry teenager sucked. Her hand slid mechanically up and down his rock-hard prick. When he bit her nipples, she nearly screamed, but she let him go on biting. His prickhead was a glossy maroon color, the lube oozing out of it like sap. It felt as if his body were running a high fever.
'Your cunt sucks like a mouth!' the teen whispered. 'Jesus Christ, it sucks! I wanna stick my dick in it! I gotta stick it in now!'
Carol wished they could have enjoyed this wild foreplay all night, but she knew that if she let it go on much longer, the teen would be spurting his young spunk all over her belly and tits instead of where she wanted it.
'Come on, darling,' she said. 'Fuck me!' As she lay back along the couch, she took hold of his squirming prick and drew it between her legs. As he fell on her, already thrusting, she managed to guide his red-hot fucker into her seething cunt hole. He buried his fuck-meat to the hilt. Her arms and legs wrapped around him. Their bodies melted together.
'You're such a man!' Carol moaned, reveling in the feel of his big prick anchored inside her. 'Fuck me, darling, fuck me!'
The teen trembled, every cell of him prickling with fuck-sensation. Her pussy had his prick swallowed right down to his balls, and he enjoyed the way it squeezed his prick rhythmically, nearly popping the head off it.
Her fuck-juices ran like hot oil onto his squirming balls and he gyrated his ass, rubbing his lubricated balls against her crotch. He felt his body being absorbed into her body, felt her tits like two hot pillows of flesh under his chest.
He squirmed sensuously, grinding his prick inside her, feeling her hands stroke his back, her feet stroke his ass and legs. Her nails dug in, sending electrical thrills through his skin. He was in heaven!
'Hump, baby! Slide your prick!' Carol rocked her hips, undulated her body under him.
'Oh, man!' The teen contracted his asscheeks, fucking his stiff prick in and out of her cunt with a steady rhythm, with a smooth motion. His prick squished inside her as it plunged. The fuck-juices bubbled out around his cock and ran down her asscrack.
He was like a squirming, smooth-skinned lizard in her arms, his body undulating like a wave machine. His tongue darted in and out of her mouth. His firm young muscles rippled against her. She caressed him, moved against him, working her seething fuck-sheath around his sliding prick. His prickshaft rubbed her clit just right. His prickhead massaged the nerve rich folds of her cuntal walls. Itchy thrills saturated her crotch, pulsed through her legs and toes, through her asshole and tits.
'Ohhhh darling, I've never been fucked so well!'
It was true, she never had been fucked so well. Perhaps it was because of her mounting sexual frustration
