her, nearly rendering her powerless. She lay as if mesmerized, physically entranced by the pleasurable sensations rippling about wildly inside her… and then he'd taken her hand and placed it on his naked hardened rod, his own hand covering hers and enclosing her fingers around it.
She had compulsively squeezed tight, feeling its hot rigidness give slightly beneath the pressure, and heard and felt him gasp excitedly against her breast, the sounds of her own breathing filling the room as she realized surprisingly the enormity of its size. An anticipating thrill of delight raced through her. She would never have dreamed that he would be so big… so long and thick… her fingers could barely encircle it! And suddenly, she was aware that she was stroking it… massaging the thick outer layer of skin back and forth to the same rhythm he had established with his finger deep inside her moist, receptive channel.
Oh… oh… there was no stopping him now! She'd let him go… even encouraged him beyond that final stopping point… and now, her whole body trembled passionately, hungrily, in the enchantment of the moment, as did his, pressed tightly against her and in her hand. She squirmed blissfully beneath his finger sinking ever deeper into her cunt, so moist from the juices he had stimulated there. She felt it seeping from her vaginal lips, moistening her entire crotch, even to the cleft between her round buttocks; and then it dawned fully upon her what they were doing… and Julia could walk in on them any moment… she couldn't let her daughter see her this way, and with an eighteen year old boy at that…! She just couldn't…
His prick jerked in her hand at every stroke, and as he increased his maddening, pleasure-inciting thrusts up into her, so did she quicken and lengthen the pumping of her slender hand clutching tightly at his throbbing, erect shaft of flesh, feeling it grow and grow beautifully into unbelievable male hardness.
Perhaps it was his sudden squirming on top of her, trying to open her legs, that helped restore her wits, or maybe it was simply the reaction of strong religious convictions that children shouldn't see adults making love thrusting its way through the ecstatic delirium of forbidden pleasure clouding her mind; whichever, she clamped her strong naked legs together tightly, her thighs clasping his stiff, pulsing cock between them, while she struggled frantically on top of her to get the blood-filled top of his prick into the moist opening of her excited and passion dilated cunt.
'No… no, Mitch! No, we can't… we mustn't!' she hissed up at him, her teeth clenched as she writhed and struggled with every ounce of resistance she could muster, clasping his hot, hard rod tightly as it strained to enter her, its smooth nozzle splaying the soft lips of her throbbing cunt, inching ever forward from the weight and force of his near-insane attempt at penetration. 'My God, no! You can't, darling… please!' she cried again, as she squeezed and writhed furiously; then, she felt it lurch still within her clutching fingers and heard his uncontrollable gasp of frustrated ecstasy.
He groaned and grunted and she felt the thick hot stream of his sperm shoot from its jerking head, saturating her tingling vulva, the palpitating open lips of her vagina and the surrounding blonde pubic hair, until she was drenched with the warm, viscous liquid, even to the inner sides of her soft white thighs, dribbling wetly down between her legs to moisten the couch beneath her passion-dampened buttocks.
She had lain perfectly still and held him tightly all through it, feeling his body convulse on top of her while his organ pumped spasmodically in her slender hand, heard him emit his final groan of release… then, he seemed to collapse all over her, his penis growing limp almost immediately.
She knew that he was ashamed and horrified at his behavior as she heard him sobbing uncontrollably into her comforting breast. He's such a boy still, she thought tenderly to herself and yet I love him so much. Oh God! How I love him and want to fulfill myself with him. It's so difficult to know what to do, I'm tom in two about him… one part of me wants to give myself to him totally and the other half feels guilty about it. I wish I knew what to do, I wish to God I wasn't so confused about this whole thing.
Desiree leaned over the young boy and started to whisper sweetly into his ear, telling him of her love for him and her caring, telling him to be patient with her that in good time they would be together in the way that he wanted. She felt an enormous sigh of relief flood through his body at her words and she knew that he understood. He was such a boy, but he understood. She ran her hands lovingly through his long blonde hair and kissed the top of his head.
'Darling,' she said tenderly, 'I've got to go to work now and so have you… we'd better pull ourselves together.'
Mitch rose now, drying his eyes, kissing Desiree's hands gently, 'I'm yours Desiree, I'm yours,' he whispered hoarsely, 'I'm yours!'
CHAPTER TWO
Jim Sanders and Alex Cranston, Inspector of Police, had been friends since high school. Jim Sanders knew exactly how to please his friend and to stay on the right side of the law. There was a lot that went on at the Meadows Trailer Park that went beyond the law but Alex Cranston threw a blind eye to it all, the gambling, the prostitution, the lot. As long as he had his needs taken care of, he was content.
Now, happily tucked away in the back room at the Trailer Park Nightclub, waiting for Tulip to come and service him, sipping a large snifter of Brandy, Alex Cranston was a contented man. At fifty he could still attract any woman of his choosing, his hair was still a rich dark brown color and his eyes hadn't lost their intensity, they were still as green and clear as when he had been a young boy growing up in Rhode Island.
Tulip was his usual choice, although of late his eyes had been wandering to the new waitress, what was her name… ah, yes, Desiree… and desirable she is, thought Alex hungrily to himself. Seems sort of snotty though, I'll have to have a word with Jim about her.
The Chief of Police had found out through the grapevine that the beautiful new waitress seemed to have the hots for the punk Holden, the rock and roll dude. Alex Cranston had very little time for Mitch Holden, had it been up to him he would have put him behind bars years ago and had almost nabbed him several months ago on a drug bust. The kid was living in a house where heavy dope dealing was going on and Alex tried to rope him in with the rest of the gang when they were busted but Mitch's father, Judge Holden had intervened and Alex had had to bow down. Judge or no judge, Alex Cranston would like to get his own back on the punk-kid but didn't know how to yet… although a nasty plan, harmless enough, was forming in his mind.
He pulled his wine colored velvet robe around his massive form now and took another deep drink from his snifter of Brandy. Whenever Alex came into the back room he wore his robe, he only came in to be sucked or to fuck and he liked to be as comfortable as possible. His feet and legs were spread obscenely apart now as he waited for Tulip, his massive cock was waiting apprehensively for her warm, sweet mouth. 'Damn that girl, where is she?' the Chief of Police fumed, then sighed in relief as the beautiful young waitress came into the room.
Tulip was only twenty years old but already she knew all the tricks of the trade… and she gave the best head around. Her long jet black hair cascaded sexily over her bare shoulders, her succulent breasts peeked naughtily out from her skimpy costume and Alex Cranston's hunger increased one hundred-fold the moment she came in the door.
'Where have you been you naughty bitch,' groaned Alex, 'get over here quick, my cock's dying for you!'
'Sorry Chief,' Tulip grinned, 'I got tied up with a customer.'
The Chief of Police groaned now and lay back in his chair as Tulip settled herself between his legs, ovaled her beautiful red mouth and plunged it down over his already rigid rod of flesh. Her delicious pink tongue swirled at the little drop of lubricating fluid she had caused to seep out and she sighed a deep sigh of relief as ripples of delight surged through her own tingling loins. Oh God, how she loved to suck cock. God, how she loved to suck the Chief of Police's cock!
'Oh come on baby, suck harder,' growled Alex, anxious to explode his white hot semen in her anxiously working mouth.
Without another word, Tulip grasped harder with her lips on the Chief of Police's penis, pulling back the heavy, thick foreskin until the great, blood-filled head was glisteningly naked, then slipped her warm full lips down over it hungrily, encompassing the huge knob inside her mouth to swirl her tongue around the tweak at the tiny slit on the tips.
'Oh baby, you suck me so good, so goooood!' groaned the Chief of Police.
JESUS CHRIST! He was going to cum right into the little cock-sucking bitch's mouth! 'Suck it, you cunt!' he
