trunks, as smooth as a baby's. She had to feel him there, had to touch him where no woman of thirty-five dared to touch a boy of nineteen tender years.
Carol hadn't yet touched the purplish swollen cockhead that still stuck out through the leg of his trunks, although she knew that she would soon do much more than merely touch the excited-looking prick. She moved on her knees closer to the front of the boy's body, wrapping her arms around his torso, feeling his damp flesh against her anus,
warm and inviting. She knew how her touch was affecting the defenseless boy. She felt his muscles stiffen when he felt her touch. She had let his trunks snap back against his lower belly. Now she slipped both hands inside his sopping-wet hunks and felt the muscular smooth cheeks of the kid's ass. She squeezed the halves of his small young butt in her hands, moving her hands downward, forcing his trunks down behind until his ass was completely exposed. She thought of the times she herself had been stripped in that way, her panties slowly pushed down by a man whose hands worked gently against her ass, gently at first but growing more and more animalistic as he grew hotter and hotter with lust. But she would be gentle with the boy. She had had enough hot animal lust to last her forever.
Dying to see the kid's prick, she skinned his trunks down over his still damp legs, letting them fall around his feet in a little red pile. She had to tug hard to release his trunks from the cock that held them up. When his trunks pulled down over his rigid fuck-stick, the rod snapped up against his lower belly, hard and jerking with excitement. The cockshaft was covered already with slippery pre-cum.
Carol gasped when she saw the size of the boy's hard-on. It was big enough to be hanging on a man, she thought. She tried to control the depth of her breathing. She was becoming more and more excited by the minute. Just looking between the boy's legs was enough to make her pussy run with musky moisture. She wondered what the boy felt
when his cock slapped up against his belly. She supposed that he could squirt a load of jizz through his young and eager dick at the slightest provocation. She was right.
Joey was acutely conscious of Carol's luscious naked body. He could feel the heat of her touching him, radiating from her soft curvaceous body. He could almost feel her naked pendulous tits touching his legs, she was so close to hint. He still wore the towel over his head, unable to remove it. He wanted desperately to see the naked. woman who was kneeling so near him. But he was also desperately afraid.
'My, but you have a big dick!' Carol said in genuine appreciation of the boy's sexual development. 'And big balls, too! I'll bet these things are just flied with sperm. Has anyone ever touched you there?' she asked, reaching up between the trembling boy's hairless legs and touching his low-hanging nuts with the tips of her fingers.
'Jesus Christ no!' the kid gasped. 'Nobody ever touched me there.! Just the doctor once. Oh, shit! You shouldn't be touchin' me there. It's not right! Mom and Dad always said nobody should touch me there!' Joey nearly sobbed.
'Does it feel good?' she asked, taking his balls in her fingers, squeezing them very gently, rolling them around inside their smooth pink sac. 'Does it make you tingle all over?'
'Christ yeah! But it's wrong! I mean, it's dirty. Isn't it?' the kid asked, his voice muffled by the towel.
'Of course it is, darling! A woman of thirty-five
shouldn't be touching a boy of nineteen between his legs like this. We both know that, darling. But I like doing it and you like doing it so why shouldn't we go on doing it?' Carol cooed, still playing with the boy's heavy nuts.
Joey's balls were nearly bursting with jizz. He hadn't jacked off that day yet, and he wondered how long he could stand such a raging hard-on without squirting off. His cock ached as never before. It was as if she were the embodiment of all the women in every wet dream he had ever had. She was driving him nuts and the fact that it was such a dirty and taboo thing made the entire experience even more exciting, almost dizzying for the boy.
'Such nice hair on your crotch, darling,' Carol said, trying to hide her growing excitement. 'But it's all wet, Joey! I think I should dry it off just a bit. It must be terribly uncomfortable for you.'
Carol slowly grabbed the edge of the towel that covered the boy's head and chest and pulled it off him. She looked up boldly into his eyes and smiled as wickedly as she could. His face wore an expression approaching that of pain. She knew how she was making the kid's young dick ache right down to his nuts. Her pussy was flaming with lust. Her cunt was running with fragrant moisture. Her clitoris was twitching between her long satiny legs. She desperately wanted the boy's cock between those feminine legs, fucking away inside her gushing hole, driving her wild with climax after climax.
Joey looked down in front of his body, staring
wide-eyed at the huge knockers that protruded so obscenely in front of the lovely woman's body. They were like huge pillows of flesh, tipped with hard-looking brown nipples that looked almost as excited as his cock. Miss chambers' tits were suffused with a healthy rosy glow and lightly touched by the sun. He wanted to bun' himself in her tits, wanted to give himself up to her entirely and lose himself there in her boobs. He didn't know what made him feel that way about her-not exactly, anyway. He knew that he felt the same urge to bury himself between his mother's big tits occasionally. But that was out of the question. He was a young man now and such things were forbidden between men and their mothers. But Miss Chambers was not his mother, and there was something about her age and lush full-bodied femininity that made him melt inside.
Carol took the towel and began rubbing the boy's thighs with it. Her hands moved to his lower belly, carefully avoiding the jerking shaft of his naked dick. She rubbed around in the sparse hair on the kid's crotch until he began to breathe very hard.
'Do you like that?' she smiled up at him.
He shook his head affirmatively. She grasped the incredibly rigid shaft of his young rod and pulled it out away from his stomach. She began rubbing the crotch hair behind his cock, letting the towel brush lightly against the back of his purple cockhead. She had never seen a young boy's dick before in an erect state and she was thrilled by the sight of it, thrilled by the incredible excitement that she
herself was inspiring in him.
'I can't take it, Miss Chambers!' Joey rasped, standing up on the balls of his feet, as if trying to escape her wildly exciting manipulations. 'If you keep doin' that, I'm gonna do it all over you! It's not right, is it?'
'It's perfectly all right with we, darling,' she said. 'Why don't I just make you do it whether you want to or not!'
With that Carol grasped the kid's hard-on in a tight hold and suddenly began jacking him off. She looked up and saw that the naked boy's eyes were almost bugging out of his head. He tried almost involuntarily to back away from her but she held his prick firmly. It took only three or four strokes of Carol's soft warm fist to bring the boy off. She stared at the tip of his slippery dick and watched a squirt of sperm blast from the blood-engorged knob. The first three or four blasts of the thick creamy jizz shot clear over Carol's head. She had never seen a man come so hard and fast. It was as if his cum had been shot from a cannon of hot male flesh.
Poor defenseless Joey thought his balls would blow off when the surge of his orgasm tore through his hot young nuts. He didn't want to let that happen. What would his parents think if they found out? What would Miss Chambers think of him? A guy just wasn't supposed to do things like that in front of a woman, especially a woman as old as his mother! But when he felt his sperm shooting through his twitching prick, he forgot the taboos and abandoned himself to the wild pleasure
of his orgasm. He watched his fuck juice shoot over the naked woman's beautiful blonde head. He watched some of the jizz splatter against her soft, warm-looking cheeks. He watched her lick the cum off her lips, still staring at his cock as the last few squirts shot out of his cum-slit.
Carol was instantly addicted to the taste of the young boy's cream. She knew then and there that she would have to taste his precious spunk again and again. She knew then and there that She would have to guide the boy through the world of sexual pleasure, no matter what obstacles lay before them on their taboo journey. She let the kid's dick jerk up from her fist, still rock-hard and pulsating with hot blood. She wanted to lick the sperm from his cock, wanted to suck the last remaining droplets into her mouth. But she was afraid to go too far with him at first, afraid that he might break and run, afraid that the ridiculous teachings of his prudish parents might rise to the surface again and ruin her fun. She had to keep her hold on the boy.
Carol thought that Joey would fall on her, his legs were suddenly so weak. She nearly had to hold the kid up. She stood up slowly, her pussy still burning with lust for him. She reached down in front of the young kid and pulled his trunks up over his hairless young legs. She tucked his barely softening hard-on inside his tight damp
