quivering muscular buttcheeks, pulling him towards her, and urging him to fuck her hot gash. Carol felt the boy grinding his crotch against her downy cunt, corkscrewing his dick inside her quivering hole, knowing exactly what to do to make her feel mad with passion even without explicit instruction. She responded to the eager novice's dicking of her hot wet cunt by bucking her lovely ass in unison with his, matching his fucking movements.
Carol felt the charge of her slowly building orgasm. She felt her pussy seething, squirming, grasping, and pulsating around the boy's pistoning dick. She felt her body becoming tense. She became conscious of the sounds in the air, became conscious of the wet sucking sounds the young sex-pupil's hot cock was making as it slipped in and out of her twat hole, became conscious, too, of the soft little cries she herself was making deep in her throat as she rose higher and higher toward the pinnacle of sexual pleasure.
'Oh, yes, Joey… yes. Fuck me… fuck me hard and fast, darling…' the hot-assed woman moaned softly. 'Fuck me, lover! Oh, Joey, you're learning so fast and so well. You're learning how to
make me feel so good. Your cock feels so hot and hard inside me, so young and stiff. Your body feels so warm and smooth. You're not like those other men. You don't try to hurt me. You don't try to smother me and make me feel like a slave. Oh, Joey, I love it! Fuck me harder! Make me came! Make my pussy flash inside! Make it hot and wet! Come in my fucking cunt!'
Joey heard the older woman moaning and muttering things that made him feel warm inside, things that gave him a feeling inside that was even pleasanter than the feeling her cunt was giving his pistoning cock. She was whispering to him in the same tone of voice his mother used when she wanted to comfort him, a tone of voice he hadn't heard in a long time. He wanted to make Miss Chambers feel good forever, wanted to keep his young hard-on buried inside her twat forever. But he knew that he had to squirt his load in a second or two, knew that he couldn't stand ramming his pecker in and out of her sucking gash another minute. She wanted him to squirt into her. He had heard her ask him to come in her cunt. All right! He would come in her!
The eager boy bucked his ass hard and fast, rising closer and closer to the summit of his youthful sexual excitement. He suddenly stiffened in every fiber of his striving, straining frame. He felt his nuts explode, felt a hot squirt of jizz fire from the hard tube of his prick and blast deep into the woman's warm wet hole. He cried out in pleasure-pain when he felt himself shoot his first load into a woman's cunt, almost passing out from
the sheer wild excitement of the moment. His balls felt as if they were on fire for a few moments after his violent eruption of sperm. Then a deep sense of physical and emotional peace flooded the boy. He relaxed and rested against Miss Chambers' free flowing perfumed body, vaguely conscious that there had been a violent shaking in Miss Chambers' body just when his own cock shot off.
Carol was more than vaguely conscious of her orgasm. It was the most beautiful climax she had ever experienced, a climax stimulated only' by the innocent young boy's sensitivity and his wildly pistoning hard-on, an orgasm not tainted with fear or degradation, an orgasm that definitely did not force her to remember her hideous experience with her drunken father years before. She felt the shocks and trembling of her climax surging through her body just at the moment of the boy's ejaculation. She felt his hot, squirting spunk filling her twat with thick soothing balm. And when her own orgasm had left her filled with a peace that she had never experienced before, she became intensely conscious of the boy's body, became intensely conscious of his heavy breathing and the slow but heavy beating of his heart. She knew that she had to be gentle with him now more than ever.
She stroked Joey's body gently, comforting him now that the frenzy of the fuck was over and his fears, if he had any left, would likely return. She rolled with him over on her side and lay with the boy for a long time, kissing his lips softly and stroking his hard-on, which still hadn't diminished a bit. Carol reached between her legs and felt the
creamy thickness of the sperm that dribbled slowly from her cunt. She saw in the boy's eyes the dreamy look of peace and total contentment. It told her that he was hers now, that he would do anything in the world she might ask of him, that the bay would learn whatever she taught him about fucking, that he would strive to satisfy her no matter how dangerous the situation, no matter how morally or legally wrong their relationship might be. The realization that the young former innocent was now hers body and soul made her dizzy inside.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The weeks immediately following Carol's introduction of young Joey to the joys of fucking were difficult for both she and her chosen sexual initiate. Even though both were totally dedicated
to the pursuit of the wild and seemingly endless joys of their new sexual relationship, there always lurked in the shadows the terrible fear that they might be found out, that something either of them might do or say might alert key's parents to their nasty and now nearly nightly revels.
It had been difficult at first to arrange their hot sessions of cunt-moistening and cock-hardening sex. Carol usually had her boy on the pretense of inviting the kid over for a swim. His swims had become almost a daily event now and she and Joey were beginning to wonder if his parents might be wondering what special attraction Carol Chambers' swimming pool held for the boy. After all, he had the use of the pool at school and spent a good part of the afternoon after class practicing his diving form. And yet he always ran over to Carol's place right after he got home and didn't return home until ten or eleven o'clock.
Carol had been avoiding the Mastersons as much as possible, although she could hardly cut off all relations with her most friendly neighbors. They had the annoying habit of inviting her over for parties and social get- togethers. A few weeks earlier she would have enjoyed spending the evening with Joyce and Al. Now, however, her evenings with them were a constant torture. Joey always stayed out of sight for fear that something might pass between them that might be detected by the parents. They both realized that the possibility of discovery was relatively slight since nobody could possibly suspect that the well respected and sexually satisfied Carol Chambers could be having
an affair with a boy young enough to be her son. But it was a nagging feeling nonetheless, and it bothered Carol and Joey terribly.
It was with considerable discomfort and nervousness, therefore, that Carol received Joyce one fine sunny afternoon. She had dropped by unexpectedly that afternoon a few minutes before Carol expected her young fucker to make his appearance for their regular afternoon romp. Carol had wanted to show the boy how to fuck her in the ass that afternoon. Now that Joey's lovely and friendly mother was with her, however, the butt-fucking to which she had been looking forward all afternoon was out of the question, at least for that day. Carol had been stroking her nice juicy snatch in anticipation of Joey's expected visit. She loved to make her warm cunt wet and hot well in advance of his visit, loved to show him as soon as he peeked through the patio doors that she was ready and horny for the kind of boy-love that the kid always gave her.
She was wearing only her bra and a half-slip when she ran to the door to greet Joey. When she found Joyce instead, her face froze for an instant. She was unable to hide her surprise at finding the boy's mother instead of the boy himself. She wondered what Joyce thought of the look of shock on her usually calm face. She recovered quickly enough and slid the glass doors open, putting on an expression of pleasant surprise that she somehow felt was not quite believable.
'Joyce! What a wonderful surprise!' Carol said, a bit nervously, sounding more ironical than
sincere.
'I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I'd drop by!' Joyce laughed, opening her beach coat and revealing a luscious body clothed for a swim.
Carol was flabbergasted. Joey would be over in a few minutes unless Joyce had told him that she was planning to drop by for a swim. The last three or four times Joey had pulled his dick out as soon as he had locked the gate behind him and had had a big hard-on by the time he reached the house, all in fun, of course. What would happen if he did that today? Carol felt a shudder of fear at the mere thought of such a horrible happening.
There was something else that bothered Carol strangely when she realized that Joyce was planning to stay awhile. It didn't register on her immediately. Rather it was a slow building of the most peculiar feeling she had ever had about another woman. When she saw Joyce wearing such a microscopic bikini of the flimsiest possible material, a surge of sensual delight coursed through her. There was something about Joyce on that particular afternoon that was strangely exciting, strangely stimulating sexually, even for a woman as strictly heterosexual as
