lightly on Jim's tight little asshole, he shoved forward again, and the full length of his virile young cock burrowed relentlessly up into the hot clasping softness of her cunt.
'Oh, Jim, you beautiful prick,' Rebekah moaned, her ass jerking in a frenzied spasm to the invasion of her lust-tortured loins. She sank her hips downward into the mattress in retreat, then her body quivered even more wildly, and she lunged her hips up again spreading her thighs even wider apart as she felt Jim's palpitating little rod of inflated cockflesh slipping up into her soft pulsating cuntal hole, gradually worming all the way up into the soft warm walls, deeper and deeper until she was completely skewered and could feel his balls slapping lightly down into the sensitive crack of her own asscheeks.
Above her, Jim tensed, squirming his asscheeks further downward until, at last, his wildly excited prick was embedded to the hilt in Miss Howell's warm wet cunt, and he could feel her tensed pelvis pressed against his own pubic mound. Then, with a sigh of satisfaction, he let his body go limp.
He had finally done it! He had fucked! He had his prick all the way inside and honest-to-goodness live woman! No matter what happened after this, he would never be a virgin again as long as he lived. He sure had it way over some of the guys. He was fucking a real woman, not some stupid eighth grade girl.
'Oooohhhhhh!' Rebekah moaned, her cock-impaled body twisting in lustful ecstasy, little insane ripples of pleasure tingling through the sensitive nerve-ends of her flesh as she hugged the naked young boy tightly down against her straining titties and began to squirm and undulate her hips in eager response to his rigid invasion of her sensitive pussy lips. Above her, Jim made his first tentative moves, slowly thrusting the pulsing hardness of his lewdly inflated cock in and out of Miss Howell's soft pussy flesh, gradually increasing his strokes, shoving the throbbing cockhead deeper and deeper up inside her lust-tortured cunt.
The glove-like feel of his employer's pussy clasping tightly around his sensitive cock was almost more than the twelve year old could stand, and he could have cum almost at that very instant. But he knew he would have to last longer than that. Even though Miss Howell was going to be completely at his mercy after she once more satisfied his desires, he wanted to enjoy her submission right now to the rigid pre-adolescent cockflesh he was pumping into her. He had been glad to agree to putting a stop to the fucking after today, but that was only to get her to do it at all. He didn't care what they agreed to now. Tomorrow would take care of itself.
'Ooooohhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, yes, little darling. Yeeessss, you're doing just fine!' Rebekah soothed as she felt the young boy stiffen for a minute above her, completely ceasing his strokes. As Jim shuddered, trying to regain control over his madly surging lust, Rebekah stroked softly up and down his back. Then she moved her hands back to his naked ass to guide him as he began again to fuck in and out between her thighs, fucking the inflamed hardness of his blood-engorged cock in smoother and more rhythmic strokes far up into her yielding little cuntal mouth, prompting involuntary contractions of her tight cuntal flesh around his throbbing shaft as more and more of Rebekah's body began to respond to the lascivious impalement of Jim's young prick.
The lovely chestnut-haired woman whimpered through bared teeth, hugging the twelve year old blond tightly to her soft warm nakedness, tossing her voluptuous body more and more frenziedly with wild undulating movements of her ass that almost lifted the small youngster off the bed.
As Jim's hands began to eagerly explore all the secret hollows and indentations of her body, little mewls of rapturous pleasure poured from Miss Howell's lips. He could feel the urgent quivering of her inner pussy walls around the swollen head of his lust-swollen prick, and he almost wept at the wonderful feel of her wetly clasping cuntal softness. He flexed his cock deep up inside her and shoved harder and harder up into her ecstatically rippling belly. He was barely hanging on, but he knew his restraint would have its reward. Miss Howell's moans and whimpers of passion were growing more deliriously by the second. Her teeth were gritted, her eyes open wide and shining with the bright green fire of emeralds. Her head flailed back on the pillow, tossing her long chestnut hair from side to side while her nakedly exposed asscheeks jerked in an undulating rolling motion that varied the angle and intensified the friction on Jim's impaling rod of swollen flesh.
The beautiful thirty-two year old woman's shamelessly aroused body was coming to life. She was caught in the spell of a wanton excitement that began deep in her cunt and flowered relentlessly out through all of her naked flesh. She was obsessed, tossing and writhing more savagely in her response to the titillation of her all-consuming lust. And Jim Craft was the young boy who prompted all this. She turned her head and gazed at his little scuffed shoes on the night table.
'Oh, God, it's good! It's sooo gooooood!' she moaned into the youngster's ear but looking at his shoes, her hands moving forcibly up and down his back, her fingers digging into his nakedly exposed asscheeks to guide his urgently wracking lunges against her quivering body. Now, an almost incessant stream of moans and whimpers poured from her lips, and she arched her churning white asscheeks even higher, bucking and tossing wildly beneath him.
She was certainly getting awfully close now. It seemed that everything she had done or thought or said in the last several days were only a build-up to this one unbelievably exciting moment. If only though she could reach his feet, it would be perfect! Even the two wildly arousing climaxes she had achieved, one by the obscene act of fingering herself and the other yesterday as Jim had finger-fucked her while she massaged his sweet toes and sucked his beautiful young cock were only stepping stones to the even more shattering orgasm she knew was now imminent. The little quivers that coursed through her flesh were already coming more and more frequently. Reality and its shackles were falling away in the face of the relentless onslaught of lust and passion that engulfed her.
However, the climax eluded her, and Rebekah knew that Jim was beginning to lose control. Her body cried out for more and more, and she thought she would die if the young boy came before she reached her own orgasm and left her hanging unfulfilled in the throes of passion. At last, in a sudden, desperate moment, Rebekah reached down to seize one of Jim's hands, pulling it from her eagerly throbbing titty down the side of her thrashing body. She did this only half-consciously, but her unconscious mind seemed to know what she needed, and, with an even more violent lunge, she lifted her rounded asscheeks completely up from the mattress and shoved little Jim's hand beneath them.
Then, as she sank her hips downward in retreat from the youngster's next wracking thrust, she felt one of his fingers prod right up between her nakedly clenching asscheeks to come into sudden titillating contact with her sensitively puckered asshole.
The twelve year old boy stiffened in surprise as he felt Miss Howell pull his hand down between her uplifted asscheeks and then drop her squirming asscheeks right down on his finger. He felt the tight little hole of her ass give way, and he instinctively realized what she wanted him to do now, crazy as the whole thing seemed. He shoved his finger upward gradually as she squirmed further down until it wormed to the first knuckle up into the warmly puckering hole.
Rebekah Howell gasped from the sudden fiery stab of pain as the young boy worked his finger upward even harder. For an instant, it was stymied against the rubbery resistance of the little unlubricated hole, yet the sheer stimulation caused her cunt to flower open even wider and prompted renewed flowing of her feminine juices. And, as they trickled hotly down between her churning asscheeks over the thin membrane of flesh that separated her two forbidden holes. Jim was able to work his outstretched finger slowly up into her rectum up to the second knuckle while inflicting only a minimal amount of pain. And that pain was almost blanked from her mind by the conflicting and even greater sensation of pleasure, however masochistic.
'Oh,' Rebekah cried. 'Oh, yes, deeper! Deeper, Jim. Put your finger in my ass. Deeeeeeppppeeeerrrrrrrr!'
Jim had no objection. He had never even thought of the asshole as an erotic zone, yet he couldn't help but remember how he had felt when, moments ago, Miss Howell had put her finger between his own asscheeks and thrust down against his own asshole to prompt his first entry into her wetly yielding cunt. It had hurt, but, as the same time, it had felt good, and, if she really wanted him to do that to her, he didn't mind. And, strangely enough, there was something about it that really turned him on.
The handsome, hard-working twelve year old, with a low groan, fucked his finger deeper, worming it slowly to the last knuckle so that he could feel the pressure through the separating membrane of cuntal flesh intensifying the friction on his rigidly throbbing prick as he fucked harder and faster into the nakedly exposed brunette's tight little pussy. The lust-tortured older woman gave out a low hissing sound, her voluptuous body sagging down limply on the bed beneath him for a moment. Then, as Jim began to wiggle his finger far up inside the forbidden depths of her rectum, she started to toss and thrash her body as though she had suddenly gone insane.
The lewd and degrading violation of her asshole was more than Rebekah could resist. She had lain for a
