Guenter Klow

Sirens and studs

CASE HISTORY ONE

Wendy unlocked the door of her suburban house, stepped inside and stopped, stunned. From the back of the house came the unmistakable sound of someone being spanked.

That didn't make sense. Since she lived alone with her eighteen year-old son Andrew, and had done so since the divorce more than a year before, there couldn't be anyone being spanked, but there was.

Closing the door quietly and slipping her shoes off, Wendy walked quietly toward her bedroom. The whimpering and sobbing she heard between spanks were familiar. They were the sounds Andrew made when she spanked him. But if he was getting a spanking, as seemed to be the case, who was administering it?

Out of shock, but still somewhat dazed, she edged closer to the open bedroom door, then she was close enough to be able to peer between the door frame and the door. What she saw then almost sent her back into shock.

Andrew was getting a spanking all right, but he was giving it to himself. But more than that, there was the way he was dressed.

He wore a bra which he had filled with something, a garter belt, a pair of nylons, her high heeled black pumps and a pair of panties. The panties were stretched across his thighs, just above the tops of his nylons.

His bare bottom was well blotched from many smacks with the back of the brush she sometimes used to spank him. Both cheeks of his behind were already as red as they had ever been when she spanked him, yet he showed no sign of wanting to stop.

"I'm not finished with you yet… SPANK… you bad girl," he scolded, making his voice sound as maternal as he could. "Take this… SPANK… and this… SPANK… Yes your bum is red and hot… SPANK… but I'm going to give you more… SPANK… SPANK… And after this spanking… SP ANK… SPANK… you will get a good… SPANK… strapping with this belt… SPANK… You are going to have… SPANK… SPANK… a very red bum before I pull your little panties up… SPANK… SPANK… Hold still… keep your… SPANK… SPANK… bare bum right up so I can give it the spanking it deserves, like this… SPANK… SPANK… Do you hear?"

"Ooh… sob… yes Mummy… ow… oh my bum… my bum… oww… SPANK… SPANK… oh Mummy, my bum… my bum…" the boy pleaded in a tone very familiar to Wendy, then his voice changed again.

"Yes, your bum… SPANK… SPANK… Have some more on your bum… SPANK… SPANK… you naughty girl… I'll teach you… SPANK… SPANK… not to finger your cunt… SPANK… SPANK… I'll teach you like this… SPANK… and like this… SPANK… SPANK…"

Wendy felt trapped as she stared at the startling scene. That he was involved in a spanking-sex fantasy was very obvious. The state of his arousal was clear from the obvious strength of his erection.

But why? she wondered. She had begun spanking the boy shortly after the divorce when he threatened to get out of control. She had been aware of his emotional upset about the breakup of the marriage and tried to compensate, but something had been necessary to bring him under control and in her desperation, she turned to spanking.

He submitted to each spanking without protest, but she had never seen any indication that he enjoyed being spanked. Had she, Wendy asked herself, in her effort to do the right thing, steered the boy into some kind of perversion? What else could account for his dressing in her clothes to give himself a spanking? How could he take such a sound spanking and be so obviously enjoying it?

There were so many questions and so few answers. What to do? Should she walk into the room and put a stop to it? Should she leave him in his privacy and talk to him later? What would she say when she did? What could she say?

And then the decision was taken out of her hands as a cough developed, she tried to choke it back, but it escaped. She saw Andrew drop the brush with a look of shock at having been caught. She had no choice then but to walk into the room and face her son, whose face blushed as furiously as did his buttocks.

"Mum…" he gasped.

"It's all right, dear. So you got caught but it isn't the end of the world," she told him, fighting to keep her tone calm as he pulled up his/her panties to cover the penis that suddenly softened with shock.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she took his hand and drew him down beside her. She still didn't know what to say, but she hoped thoughts and words would come.

"I'm sorry, Mum. You must think I'm crazy. Maybe I am," Andrew said with a crestfallen look.

"You are not crazy at all, dear. You're a very fine boy and I'm proud of you."

"But, you know. Like this…" he said and then ran out of words as he looked down at his female attire.

"Let's talk about it, dear. What you were doing is called engaging in sexual fantasy. That's a very normal thing. All kinds of people engage in all kinds of sexual fantasies. People masturbate, they act out sex dreams of all kinds."

"Even spanking themselves? I don't think so."

"Spanking is one of the commonest of sex fantasies. There are all kinds of books and magazines especially for people who get sexual kicks out of spanking. I hear they sell millions of copies."

"Is that the truth, Mum?"

"Yes dear, it's the absolute truth. You're at an age when sex is becoming important. You're old enough to go out and have an affair with a girl, so, like all boys of your age, you masturbate and have sex fantasies."

"But, you know, wearing your clothes and everything."

"I wouldn't advise you to tell your friends about it," Wendy told her son with a little smile, "but lots of males get kicks out of wearing panties, garter belts and all that. The most harmful thing about it is feeling guilty. You have to believe that what you're doing is not shameful or sinful or anything like that. So you dress up in female clothes to spank yourself and jerk off, so what? That's your private life."

"Gee, Mum, you're really something. When I heard you and knew you'd caught me, I thought you'd kill me."

"Silly. You're my son and I love you. Growing up is a tough job and it's up to me to help as much as I can."

"Thanks, Mum."

"It's nothing. Want me to go away so you can finish up what you were doing?"

"No thanks," he told her and blushed some more. "I don't feel like it now."

"Then let's talk some more. How long have you been enjoying being spanked?"

"I don't know. I'm not sure. At first, I thought it was awful, then one time you spanked me when you had just your nightie on. Lying over your lap made me feel kind of, I don't know, funny, you know."

"I get it. You could feel my thighs through my nightie?"

"That, yes, and also your nightie felt so… sexy."

"Can you tell me more about it, dear? Did you jerk off after the spanking?"

"Yes. It was like I could close my eyes and still see you in your nightie, you know, up top and your legs and all that. The sting in my bum felt exciting. I rubbed it with both hands and I got real worked up."

"Did you have a hard-on all this time?"

"Yes. As the tingling started to go away, I wanted to spank myself some more to make it come back. I took my… you know… in my hand and I went off almost right away."

"I'm glad you're able to tell me all this, dear. It's going to make everything easier for the two of us. I guess that's how you got interested in panties, garter belts and all that?"

"Not really. One night when you had been out, I was in bed when you came home. I don't know why I didn't tell you I was awake, I was kind of dozy. You took your dress off in the bathroom and I saw you. You had on black panties and a garter belt and nylons and a bra. You looked so sexy. I never saw anything so beautiful."

"Did you get a hard on and pull yourself?" Wendy asked.

"Yeah."

"And that was when you started wearing my clothes and giving yourself spankings?"

"Yes. Every time you go out I hurry to get your sexy things."

"I guess it was dumb of me not to notice signs that you had been wearing my things," Wendy told her son and realized to her surprise that she was becoming sexually aroused.

"I'm always careful. I check for hairs and all that," he told her. "A couple of times when I had accidents in your panties, I washed them and hid them until they were dry," the boy explained, finding it exciting to be talking so freely of his sexual adventures.

"You mean you went off in my panties? Tell me about it dear."

"Oh, I'd get all dressed and walk around and play with myself, then I'd pretend to be a girl getting spanked by her mummy. I'd take my panties down and spank until my bum felt like fire, then I'd pull my panties up and rub myself until I… you know, went off."

"It all sounds very exciting, Andrew. How is it that you never got a hard-on when I was spanking you?"

"I was afraid you'd notice. I just managed to make it stay soft even when I was excited."

"Well, I see I'm going to have to find some other way of punishing you when you're naughty. What a pity."

"You mean you enjoy spanking me?" Andrew asked, his voice rising.

"Since you've been so honest with me, dear, I guess I owe you the same. I don't know how or when it started, but more and more I've found myself getting excited about doing it, smacking your bum, feeling you squirm, listening to you sob and cry, seeing the cheeks of your bum get red. I felt it was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I was careful though, to spank you only when I was sure you deserved it."

"I know that. A few times lately I tried to trick you into spanking me, but you didn't do it. You're not going to stop spanking me, are you Mum?"

"I don't know what to say, dear, what to do. I'll have to think about it. I'm going to go have a drink and do lots of thinking. We'll talk about it later. You stay here and do whatever you want. I won't notice if you have to wash out my panties," she added, winked, patted the boy on the thigh, then left the room.

Wendy poured herself a stronger than usual drink and took it to her room. She was still highly aroused sexually and when the feeling refused to go away, she put her drink down, reached under her dress to jerk her panties down and then she fell back on the bed and slowly masturbated, her clitoris responding strongly to the light touch of her finger until she climaxed fiercely, barely able to avoid shrieking in ecstasy.

After that, she tried to wrestle with the problem of her son and what she was going to do about the strange direction in which their relationship was turning. She gave it a lot of thought. The temptation to join her son in his enjoyment of transvestism and spanking was almost overpowering, but Wendy saw the danger that it could very easily lead to incest and that scared her.

After a long time, she still hadn't found any answers, then she heard a knock on her door and told Andrew to come in. She saw that he was dressed in a shirt and pants, but was still wearing her nylons.

"I'm just going to do my laundry," he told her with a grin as he showed her the panties he held in his hand and told her with his eyes that he had masturbated in them.

"Here," she said as she reached under her dress and jerked her panties down and stepped out of them. "Take mine along too. I wouldn't want you to think you're the only one around here who masturbates."

"Did you really?" Andrew asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Of course I did," she told him as she tossed him the panties and he caught them and held them lovingly, as though savoring the warmth and intimacy of her body in the nylon.

"Was it good?"

"It was great. Now get out of here," she scolded with a grin. "I have a lot of things to think about."

"So have I," Andrew told her, then walked from the room.

In the bathroom, he ran warm water and dropped the panties into the basin, then he unzipped his fly and took his penis out. It helped him with his very exciting thoughts. He took a lot of time in washing and rinsing the panties, but despite all his efforts, he wasn't able to get the erection he wanted.

"Did you make up your mind, Mum?" Andrew asked, later, as he helped his mother prepare dinner.

"Not really, dear. It's all so confusing. I'm finding it difficult to be honest with myself. I am your mother and I love you, but there are limits. I have to be very careful."

"But you will spank me when I need it, won't you?" he asked, his tone indicating that anything else was out of the question.

"I wish I knew what to say. I've come up with one idea, but perhaps I'm fooling myself."

"What is it, Mum?"

"Well, you know I don't like the new kids you're spending your time with. I thought that perhaps if you promised to drop them, I'd agree to go on spanking you, when you deserve it, of course," she added, silently calling herself a liar.

"That's a deal, Mum," he said with enthusiasm. "I swear I'll never go near that bunch again. They're all going to get in trouble soon anyway."

"Thank you, dear."

"I'm not going to need other friends, Mum. From now on, I'll just want to be with you."

"Oh no you don't. That's sweet of you, but you need to have some friends of your own age. I'll insist on that, dear."

"Okay, Mum, but I'll be doing it for you. Mum, what is it like when a woman masturbates? Do you shoot like a guy?"

"No dear. When a woman masturbates to orgasm, it feels as good as when a man shoots, but it all happens inside her vagina. It stimulates a certain amount of juice, but there is no ejaculation as happens when a male climaxes."

"A guy has to get a hard-on before he can do it. Does a woman have to do anything like that?"

"No dear. A woman can masturbate whenever she feels in the mood for it. She can do it once or half a dozen times in a row."

"Wow. You're lucky. I tried to do it again while I was washing the panties, but it wouldn't get hard."

"You shouldn't overdo it, dear. Masturbating in itself isn't harmful, but too much of anything is a bad thing. The excitement will diminish in time if you do it too often. It works much better if you make yourself wait for it."

"Is that what you do, Mum?"

"Yes dear. For instance, right now I feel a very strong urge to masturbate, but I'm not going to. I'm going to let the urge get stronger and perhaps at bedtime, I'll treat myself to another orgasm or two."

"Oh Mum, I'd love to see that. I'd love that more than anything in the world."

"What a naughty boy you are, dear. I'm afraid that's out of the question."

"Oh Mum, please."

"Not another word out of you, dear," Wendy told her son with a playful smack on the seat of his pants. "One more word on that subject and you'll get a spanking."

The look her son gave her told Wendy that she had chosen the wrong words. It also told her that her problem was much more serious than she'd realized and that she was moving into an area of terrible danger.

Through dinner and into the evening, they chatted about other things, watched television and then it was time to get ready for bed.

"Mum," the boy said with a barely concealed smile, "you always tell me how important it is that we always keep our promises, right?"

"You're up to something, Andrew, but that's right. Now what's your angle?"

"Well, it's like this," he replied and the smile came closer to showing. "Earlier, you said if I mentioned another word about wanting to watch you masturbating, you'd give me a spanking. Right?"

"That's right, I'm afraid," Wendy replied and this time it was her turn to try to hide a smile.

"Gee Mum, I'd give anything in the world to be with you in your bedroom and watch you masturbating, doing it with your finger between your legs."

"I have a feeling I've been tricked," Wendy said and her smile showed in spite of her best efforts.

An inner voice warned her of the danger of doing what the boy wanted, but try as she might, she couldn't find the strength to resist the temptation.

"Then you will give me a good spanking, Mum?" Andrew asked, his voice breaking with excitement, his stiff penis throbbing in the confinement of his pants.

"Yes dear. I guess I'm as excited about it as you are," Wendy admitted. "We're both going to have to be very careful."

"Sure, Mum," he assured her, though he wanted them to be anything but careful, wanted to venture into exciting areas that were, to that point, shadowy areas beyond his knowledge or experience, areas where female bodies writhed in erotic nudity, where males and females did forbidden, exciting things together.

"Mum, may I go to your room and get ready first?" he asked. "You could have a drink or something."

"All right, dear. I shouldn't have another drink, but I must say I really want one. Take your time and call me when you're ready."

"I will, Mum," her son replied, then he almost ran from the room, his face glowing with excitement and hot anticipation.

As he stripped naked in his mother's bedroom, the boy trembled with excitement. For the first time, his mother was going to playa sexy spanking game with him. There would be no pretense about it, it would be a sexy game and he wouldn't even have to try to hide his stiff penis from her, he thought as he held it in his right hand, then went in search of the right clothes to wear for the exciting spanking.

In the kitchen, as Wendy sipped the drink, she made an effort to find a way of backing out of her promise, but she knew there wasn't a chance. The drink was strong and it helped her accept the decision she had made. She felt a hot gnawing in her vagina that was almost painful it was so very strong.

"Oh my God," she said under her breath, "I'm going to have to be careful. One wrong step and I'll go right over the line and take him with me. I'm so horny now. What am I going to be like when I'm spanking that pretty bum while he's squirming and sobbing?"

Wendy felt her mind trying to tell her to cancel out. She finished the rest of the drink in one gulp and her mind stopped trying.

"I'm ready, Mum," Andrew called. "I'm ready to get a spanking on my bare bum."

Wendy looked at her trembling hand as she took it off the glass, then she smiled. Soon, she told herself, there would be no trembling when her hand was rising and falling, smacking hot roses into the smooth, almost girlish buttocks of the eager boy. At any rate, if there was trembling, she wouldn't notice it and neither would he.

"What have we here?" Wendy asked with a pretended frown as she stepped inside the bedroom door and looked at the boy.

He was again wearing a padded bra, panties, garter belt, nylons and high heels, but in addition, he was wearing one of her sheer nighties, the shortest one she owned.

"Your little girl was naughty again, Mummy," Andrew told her in a convincingly girlish tone. "I hope you're not going to take her little panties down and spank her on the bare bum."

"That's just what I'm going to do to my naughty little girl," Wendy told him and, through the sheer nightie, noted the way his erect penis caused the clinging red panties to bulge in a most unfeminine manner.

"Oh Mummy, don't spank me on the bare bum," he pleaded, again playing the little girl role convincingly. "I'll be good."

"I doubt that very much, dear. Besides, I've made up my mind that you're going to be spanked and that's it, you may as well resign yourself to it."

As she looked at herself in the mirror, it struck her as being incongruous that she was fully dressed while Andrew was excitingly undressed and would be even more so when she took his panties down for the spanking.

Going to the closet, she selected a nightie that was not quite sheer, but close to it. Holding it up, she decided it would be just right, so she tossed it onto the bed, then looked at the trembling boy and saw him perspiring in his wild excitement.

"Andrea, you are to go into the closet and close the door while I prepare to spank you. I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Please, Mummy, can't I stay and watch?"

"Into the closet at once," Wendy said firmly and he obeyed, though he looked sad at the thought of not being allowed to watch her undressing.

Wendy felt herself being swept up in passion as she took her dress off. She started to unhook her bra, then changed her mind. Another time, she told herself. For the time being that would be enough.

Picking up the pink nightie, she put it on and looked at her reflection in the mirror, telling herself how Andrew was going to love what he saw and, when he was lying over her thighs, what he felt.

"All right, naughty girl," she called. "You may bring your bum out of the closet and prepare to turn it up over my lap."

She watched the door open, then saw his eyes go wide with delight as he stared at her. The nightie that hadn't been totally sheer when she put it on, had suddenly become so as she stood, feet braced wide apart, directly in front of the lamp on her night table. She knew he could see clearly the outline of her thighs and panties and the twitching she saw in the front of his panties confirmed that and added to her excitement.

"Is my naughty girl ready for her spanking?" she asked as she stood with her hands on her hips, a serious expression on her beautiful face.

"Yes, Mummy," came the reply in that same girlish tone. "May I keep my panties on for my spanking?"

"Of course not, dear. Before I take you across my thighs, I'll take your panties down so that you'll get your spanking on your bare bum."

"Oh Mummy… Mummy," he sobbed as his mother sat on the armless chair, "Don't make me show my bare bum. I'll cry."

"You're going to cry anyway when Mummy spanks your bum, so it doesn't really matter. Come to me now to get spanked on the bare bum."

Andrew went to his mother and stood between her knees. The hem of her nightie had hiked high enough to show the expanded tops of her dark brown nylons, and one suspender. Staring downward, the boy had to fight to make his eyes focus.

"Raise your nightie now," Wendy told him. "Mummy is going to take your panties down."

"Oh please, Mummy, not my panties," he pleaded even as he pulled the nightie well above them and his mother saw a little circle of wetness in the panties where his penis was twitching with arousal.

"Down we go, little panties," Wendy said as she drew the garment down, almost to the tops of his nylons. "You really are a naughty girl, dear," she told him as she put a hand gently around his penis, squeezed it and gave it a few gentle strokes up and down, leaving the skin drawn back from the head.

"Uh… uh… uh," the boy panted with each stroke, then a little groan escaped him when she took her hand away.

"Lie over my thighs with your bare bum turned up to get spanked," she ordered and, sobbing, the boy obeyed.

Andrew did a lot of squirming as he got into position. In doing so, he felt the delicious contact of his bare skin on her nylons and her nightie, through both of which he was able to feel the warm, firm thighs. He didn't need to tell his mother how that touch aroused him. The throbbing of an extremely hard penis told her the story as she patted plump, girlish buttocks and felt her heart hammering with excitement and anticipation.

This time she didn't use the brush. She wanted to feel the contact of open hand on naked buttocks and as she gave him the first spank, tremors of passion raced through her. The sound was crisp and thrilling and her hand squeezed as it paused on the cheek, then rose to come down on the other buttock.

Although it was an erotic game, rather than a punishment, she slapped hard, each spank ringing through the room and then his cries accompanied the sound of the spanks, making the whole thing even more exciting for the woman. As she spanked the rapidly reddening rounds, she felt him squirming on her thighs, his hard penis rubbing on the thin nightie. A little smile appeared as she realized that just a little more rubbing would bring the boy to ejaculation.

But while she waited for that to happen, Wendy went on spanking the sobbing, squirming boy, scolding him and punctuating the words with stinging spanks. Even when his sobbing turned to crying, she just went on slapping from cheek to cheek while he kicked his nylon sheathed legs, looking and sounding very much like an outraged teenaged girl suffering through painful punishment over her mother's lap.

And then Wendy felt his body go tense, sensed a subtle difference in the sound of his crying and sniffling. There could be no doubt as to what was happening, so she changed the pace of the spanking, giving him a brisk shower of hot smacks on his hotly tingling buttocks.

His body jerked strongly, she brought her hand down hard and held the hot cheek as he ejaculated. She felt the measured throb… throb… throb of his penis, each throb shooting another spurt of semen onto her nightie. The warm fluid penetrated the garment easily and she felt semen on her right thigh as he went on shooting it, panting and grunting and sobbing.

"That's it, dear," Wendy urged in a warm whisper. "Let it all go. Shoot your cream and enjoy the feeling."

As she felt the semen shooting and running down the inside of her right thigh, Wendy squeezed and fondled an excitingly warm, red behind and trembled with desire for an orgasm of her own.

"There… there, baby," Wendy told her son as she felt the final small spasms, then he lay quietly sighing on her thighs. "Did you have a nice big come, darling?"

"Oh yes, Mummy, yes. It was my best one ever."

"I'm glad, dear. It was a very exciting spanking for me. I loved it."

"Oh Mummy, so did I. Oh Mummy… Mummy. I'm sorry I got your nightie all sticky."

"Don't be sorry, dear. It was very exciting to feel your hard cock throbbing and feel your semen spurting all over my thigh."

"Oh Mummy, you're so great," Andrew told her and she felt him rubbing subtly over her thighs. "Thank you, dear. Now take your hot bum to the bathroom and clean yourself up."

"Yes Mummy," he said, sounding sad, then he got to his feet.

Wendy smiled as she saw the semen smeared on his body, matted in his pubic hair.

"My, aren't we sticky," she said with a little giggle.

"Look at your poor nightie," he observed as he stepped out of his fallen panties. "Why don't you give it to me so I can wash it out for you."

"What a generous offer," she replied with a touch of sarcasm, then she carefully removed the garment and watched his eyes go wide as he stared at her in bra, panties and nylons.

In a pretense of looking for other things for him to wash, she walked around the room, then opened a lower drawer and bent over it, her behind facing him. Through the stretched nylon he stared at the crack between her buttocks, then below to where the crotch of her panties pressed against her vulva.

"I guess that's all, darling," she told him with a dazzling smile.

"What about your panties?" he asked. "Don't you want me to wash them too?"

"Mmmm, I suppose they could use a rinse. They do feel a bit moist in the crotch. Stand at the door with your back turned. If you even try to peek, you will not get a spanking for at least a week."

He obeyed and as she removed her bra and panties, she saw him trembling, saw sweat coursing down his body. Going to him, she reminded him not to turn, then she reached around him to hand him the garments. As she did so, Wendy couldn't resist the urge to allow her breasts to brush across his shoulders, causing him to tremble some more.

"Don't be upset if you hear some strange noises coming from my room," she cautioned her son.

"What kind of noises, Mum?"

"The kind of noises a woman likes to make when she is masturbating and having strong comes. It may sound as though I'm being killed, but I can assure you I'll be very happy. Off you go now," she told him, gave him a smack on the hot behind and he walked away.

Closing the door behind him, she went to stand in front of the mirror, feet wide apart. She fondled her breasts and then rubbed a hand slowly down over her tummy and mons veneris and then it was rubbing a vulva that felt very hot and tingly.

But there was no time for teasing herself, so she got onto the bed and lay on her back, her legs wide apart, crotch aimed right at the door. She sighed as she pushed the long finger deeply into her vagina and held it there as her behind squirmed on the bed.

"Oh Jesus," she said aloud, "this is going to be a big one."

She worked her finger slowly in and out, then began paying visits to her clitoris. It felt so sensitive that each touch caused her to jerk strongly. She began alternating the motion so that her finger would make a little circular rubbing of her clitoris, then push deeply into her slit, then up again to her tenderized passion bud.

It didn't take long for the first orgasm to happen and it was fierce. It was really too strong to be total pleasure as her groans and shrieks indicated, but then the tremors passed and her second orgasm was pure delight. After a brief pause, she triggered her third and it too was a thing of joy.

After that, she just lay resting on the bed while Andrew finally left his position outside the door and went to the bathroom to do his laundry.

When Wendy did emerge from her room, she wore only a short nightie and the garter belt and nylons that she hadn't bothered removing. Like the other nightie, it wasn't sheer, but as he feasted his eyes on it, Andrew saw the outline of big, firmly jutting breasts and teasing suggestions of firm buttocks and thighs and, though he couldn't be sure, faint suggestions of a bushy mons veneris.

She poured a drink and they talked of how exciting the evening had been.

"My bum is still nice and tingly," he told her with pride. "That was the best spanking you ever gave me."

"I'm glad you liked it, darling. You know, I've been wondering what it's like to get spanked. One of these days I'll have to find out."

"Oh Mum," the boy shouted. "Do you mean it? Right on the bare bum?"

"Uh huh. Since you enjoy it so much, I'm going to have to give it a try. Who knows, I may find that I like it too."

"Oh Mummy, yes… yes," Andrew said as he impulsively put his arms around his mother and then his hands were rubbing an excitingly big pair of buttocks through her nightie. The two cheeks felt so firm as his hands slid over the silky nightie.

"Hands off, naughty boy," Wendy told him and took him by both wrists.

When she went to kiss him good night later, Andrew asked for another spanking, but Wendy didn't want to overdo it. He pleaded, and by way of compromise, she had him lie face down, then she gave him five moderate spanks on each cheek.

Next morning, her mind was filled with thoughts of sex. She recalled the events of the previous day and hungered for more. Thoughts of incest came on strongly and frightened her. Knowing she had to get away from the house and find things to do to give her mind a rest, she went walking in the city.

Quite by accident, she stumbled on a lunchtime lecture on the subject of the influence of church on society. It was an interesting lecture and became more so as the speaker fielded questions from the audience.

"Surely you're not saying that incest is all right?" one woman asked him.

"I'm not saying it's right or wrong," he replied. "What I am saying is that before effective birth control, there were practical reasons to prohibit incest. As various breeds of animals were destroyed through inbreeding, so too could humans have been destroyed. Now that birth control is possible, the biggest argument against incest has been eliminated."

And that planted a new thought in Wendy's mind. She was sure that if she slipped into incest with her son, there was no danger that she would produce a child. From that point, she went on to consider other aspects, some of her reasoning based on what the speaker had said.

After all, she told herself, we love each other. We kiss, we touch. Where must the line be drawn? Must there be a line drawn? She engaged in a dialogue with herself for a long time and while it didn't result in her accepting incest as a nice thing, she was finding it harder to reject it out of hand.

In her bedroom, she saw the brush she had often used to spank her son. She picked it up, felt the smooth surface of the old-fashioned wooden backed brush, recalled the sounds and sights as it bounced off Andrew's buttocks. She felt passion flaring hotly.

Putting the brush down, she removed her dress, paused, then stripped naked. As she played with her breasts and looked at her reflection in the mirror, she glanced again at the brush.

Looking over her shoulder at her reflection in the glass, she rubbed the back of the brush over her buttocks and felt a fresh wave of excitement. Wendy was panting as she brought the brush back, then gave herself a hard smack on the right buttock.

It stung, yet it didn't really hurt. It left a pink blotch on her white skin and she felt a little warmth and tingle. When she gave her other cheek an even harder spank, the effect was the same, sting but not real pain or hurt. Two more spanks on each cheek increased the warmth, then she put the brush down and put a hand on each cheek. It felt warm. It felt so good. Wendy's buttocks became as sensitive as her vulva or nipples. She knew then that when her son returned from school, she was going to sample a real spanking.

While she bathed carefully, Wendy tried to picture herself lying over her son's lap, her behind bare as he spanked her and smacked intense heat and color into her buttocks. The thought became more and more exciting and that excitement continued as she knelt up in the tub and fingered herself to strong orgasm.

When she was ready to dress, she selected a black garter belt that would frame her behind nicely without getting in the way of the spanking. Her mind warned her that after taking an exciting spanking from the boy, she may be so aroused that she wouldn't be able to stop at that. She promised herself she would keep things under control, but as she attached the sheer nylons to the suspenders, she knew she was lying, but she knew too that she couldn't turn back, knew she had to have that spanking.

As she pulled a pair of black nylon panties on and snugged them around her body, she trembled at the thought of standing between Andrew's legs as he pulled them down to bare her bottom.

Wendy was just picking up her bra when she heard Andrew come into the house. He called hello, she answered, fastened the bra quickly, then grabbed a negligee and put it on. When she tied the sash, she realized the garment was totally sheer, then she told herself it didn't matter since she would take it off for the spanking anyway. Her knees trembled as she walked from her bedroom to meet her son.

"Oh wow," Andrew gasped at the sight of her.

"I'm glad you like the way I look, dear," she told him as his eyes feasted on her. "You're home early."

"I ran all the way. Mum, can I dress up? You know."

"Yes dear. You'll find lots of things in my bedroom."

Wendy heard his labored breathing as he ran by her and paused to turn and take one more look before he went into her room to strip naked and dress in her pretty things. As he did, a stiff penis caused the pale blue panties to bulge strongly. This time, he didn't bother with bra or nightie, just garter belt, nylons, panties and black pumps. Before leaving her bedroom, he rubbed a hand over his stiff penis. It felt so good.

"See what a bad girl I am?" he asked his mother as she stood in the kitchen, sipping a drink. "I stole your panties and I got a hard-on."

"I'm afraid I'm naughtier than you, dear." Wendy told her son. "I've been thinking sexy things all day and I've been fingering my cunt and having great big comes. I have to be spanked for that. Could you find someone to do that, to take my panties down and spank my bare bum very hard?"

"Could I ever. Do you really mean it, Mummy?"

"Yes, dear. I'm dying to find out what it's like."

"Come on. Let's get going," he told her, panting as his hand rubbed again over the panties to further arouse a very hard penis.

"Wait, dear. We'll plan it before we go to the room," she told him and took another sip. "You'll be the daddy and I'll be the bad girl," she began, then they went on to talk, to plan what promised to be a wildly exciting session between aroused mother and son.

As they made their plans, Wendy at first rejected the idea of having her bra taken off, then she gave in, the boy was delighted at the prospect of seeing her naked breasts.

"Oh please, Mum," Andrew said at another point, "don't make me use the brush. I want to feel my hand on your nice big bum cheeks."

They reached the compromise that he would commence the spanking with his hand, but would switch to the brush if he couldn't sting her buttocks enough with his hand, then they were ready to begin their erotic game.

In the bedroom, he asked her various questions about how she had masturbated and as she replied, he scolded her, then announced that she was going to be spanked. Wendy was good at the role of a nervous young girl as she sobbed, begged and pleaded, but Andrew was a very firm daddy and then Wendy sobbed as she took her negligee off and then, on his next firm command, she unhooked her bra, paused, then pulled it off her arms and tried to cover her big, firmly jutting breasts with her hands.

"Put your hands down, Wendy," he snapped. "If I want to look at your tits I'll look at them."

"No," she said in a defiant tone. "I won't let you see my tits."

Moving closer to her, playing his daddy role well, he gave her a pair of stinging spanks on her panties.

"Ooh… ow… oh Daddy, please don't. I'll take my hands away and show you my tits. Look, Daddy. See my bare tits."

"That's better," Andrew told her as he sat on the chair with his knees wide apart, "but you're going to pay for daring to argue with me. Come and kneel between my legs."

"What are you going to do, Daddy?" Wendy asked as she knelt, her breasts in exciting motion.

"To punish you, I'm going to feel your tits. I'm going to play with your big bare tits and then I'm going to take down your panties and spank your bare bum," he announced as he reached for the lovely breasts.

Both mother and son were panting as Andrew fondled and squeezed and rubbed. Her sensitive nipples grew long and hard and became more sensitive.

"Does it embarrass you to have your daddy play with your bare tits like this?" Andrew asked, his hands still busy.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm so ashamed. Please don't play with my tits."

"I'll play with them all I want," he told her. "I'm going to play with them, then take your panties down, and I'm going to play with your bare bum and spank it nice and hard. After I spank you, I may even suck your bare tits."

"Oh Daddy, not that," Wendy gasped and trembled with fierce passion.

"Stand up, Wendy and turn your back to me," he said, his gruff masculine tone belying the panties and nylons.

"Yes, Daddy. What are you going to do to me?" Wendy asked as she got to her feet, then turned to show him the way her little black panties covered so little of her big, beautifully rounded buttocks and how he could see the deep crack between her nether cheeks.

"I'm going to take these panties down and see your bum," he told her. "What a nice big bum you have, Wendy. I can give your big bum all the spanking I want," he went on as he played with her behind through and around the panties.

"Oh Daddy, please let me go. Please don't take my little panties down."

The went on playing their game for awhile as the boy fondled his mother's lush bottom, then he was slowly peeling the little panties down, panting, his heart pounding, his penis throbbing as he bared the lovely white buttocks and the smooth valley between.

He unveiled her slowly, giving her lots of time to plead that he not take her panties down, that he not spank her. It caused them both to become more and more highly aroused, then the panties fell around Wendy's ankles and, on command, she stepped out of them, sobbing.

"Turn around now, Wendy," he told her after pausing to feast his eyes on the sight of the round white buttocks in the frame of black garter belt. "Oh Daddy, I can't," she sobbed. "If I turn, you'll be able to see my… my cunty bush."

SMACK… SMACK… His hand slapped one cheek, then the other.

"Turn around this minute and show me your cunty bush," he ordered. "If you give me any trouble, I'm going to make you open your legs wide and show me your cunt."

He gave her two more spanks, then, with a little cry, she turned, covered her mons veneris with her hands for an instant, then drew them away to show him the rather small triangle of bushy, curly hair.

"So that's what your cunt bush looks like, is it?" he said as he put a hand on her right buttock, drew her close, then his right hand went to the nicely rounded mount and he heard her panting as he felt it while fondling her buttock.

"Oh Daddy… Daddy, please don't spank me… my bum," she sobbed, eager for the spanking to commence. "You'll make my poor bum all red and hot."

"That's just what I'm going to do," he told her, then gave her a stinging spank.

"Oh no, Daddy… no… no… please… not my bare bum."

"Lie down over my lap," he growled and gave her another hard slap. "Get your bare bum turned up for a spanking this minute or I'll take my cock out and fuck you."

That hadn't been a part of their plan and the words sent fresh waves of arousal soaring through the woman as she bent, paused, then she was lying across his firm young thighs and feeling his penis throbbing against her. She felt wetness, knew that his aroused tool had already emitted a few drops, that before long, one way or another, semen would spurt very strongly from that throbbing penis.

He played with her behind boldly as he scolded, a hand exploring every curve and hollow, the tips of his fingers going into the deep crack to savor the intense heat there.

Through it all, Wendy sobbed and pleaded and begged to be spared the spanking, but it wasn't to be as Andrew raised his hand high, paused, then brought it down in a very hard spank which drew a loud cry from his mother and caused her to squirm over his lap.

"Oh Daddy… ow… my bum… SPANK… ow… oohhhh… SPANK… ow… sob… oh Daddy… SPANK… oh my bum… my bum… oohh… SPANK… SPANK… SPANK…"

As he spanked while his mother cried and squirmed and kicked her beautiful legs, Andrew sensed he had reached an ultimate peak of joy, one that could never be surpassed by him or by anyone.

And while his heart threatened to crash through his rib cage, his mother was at least as delighted. Her big behind became hot, then hotter, then felt as though fire was blazing in her nether cheeks, yet she loved each and every spank and caught her breath as she hungered for the next.

As he watched color spread over the twin rounds of a magnificent behind, heard her cries and felt her writhing, Andrew didn't want to stop, but felt he should.

"There… SPANK… there… SPANK… Do you think you've learned your lesson, you bad girl?" he asked as his right hand fondled the glowing cheeks.

"Piss on you, dumb Daddy," she snapped. "You can go fuck yourself. You can't scare me, you shit head."

With a little cry of delight, Andrew got the message and then he was spanking harder and faster than before as his mother cried and kicked and squirmed while fiery, red color glowed from a line across the top of her crack to the tops of her thighs where milky white contrasted with red skin and black garter belt.

At last, when the boy saw purple bruises marring the exciting red of her skin, he stopped spanking and helped his mother to her feet. Tears trickling down her face, she held her blazing buttocks with both hands and rubbed the big, red cheeks, the motion causing her naked breasts to bounce about.

Because of her position, the boy was able to see all of the frontal view and, by looking past her, into the mirror, he saw the reflection of her hands massaging the plump red rounds and hoped he wouldn't go off in her panties and lose his very strong erection.

"Oh my bum… my bum… it's so hot, Daddy," Wendy panted as she rubbed, delighting in the hot tingling.

"Yes, it's hot and it's red and it's pretty. So is your cunt bush and your big tits."

"Oh no, Daddy… no…"

"No what?" Andrew asked.

"No, don't make me lie down on the bed and show you my cunt. Please, Daddy. Not that. Not my little pink cunt."

Excitement flared as Andrew realized what his mother was saying, that she wanted him to force her to do it.

"That's just what I'm going to make you do," he told her and felt his penis trying to tear through the panties.

"But Daddy… sob… if you do, you'll take your big cock out and stick it in my cunt. You'll fuck me, Daddy. I'm so afraid, Daddy. Your cock is so big and so hard and strong."

"Get on the bed, Wendy," he told her as he got up, gave her a hard spank, then repeated the command.

"Oh no, Daddy… no… no…" she sobbed as she walked to the bed, naked breasts swaying red buttocks in lovely motion.

And then she was lying on her back on the bed, her thighs pressed tightly together.

"Open your legs," he ordered, trying to keep his tone firm as his voice broke with passion. "Open your legs and show me your cunt."

When she didn't comply, Andrew got onto the bed and reached for her thighs. He tried to pry them apart, but she resisted as he tugged, then she was raising them and he changed the pressure, his hands following the movement of her thighs.

"Oh no, Daddy… no… no… not my cunt," she sobbed as lust consumed her. "Not my little pink cunt… Not that, Daddy."

And then it was Andrew's turn to cry out as her thighs parted and, with her knees bent up, her crotch opened wide and he stared at the first vulva he had ever seen.

There in her hairless crotch, nestled between the big white thighs he saw the pink slash. It looked so warm and soft and tempting that he felt dizzy with passion.

"Oh Daddy… don't… don't touch my… my cunt," she sobbed, sounding like a very frightened little girl. "Please don't put your hand on my cunt. Please don't stick your finger in my little cunt."

His hand trembled as it pressed on the soft vulva that felt so warm, so thrilling. He rubbed, his penis throbbing, she squirmed, then he found the passage and slowly pushed a finger deeply into it and they both moaned loudly.

"Oh Daddy… Daddy," she panted. "You're fingering my cunt just like I do when I masturbate. Oh Daddy… Daddy."

He moved closer, his face coming down for a closer view of what he was invading with a finger, then her right hand went behind his head and she was tugging on it.

"Oh Daddy… don't… you mustn't," she panted. "Don't put your face right in my crotch. Don't kiss and suck and lick my cunt, Daddy," she implored as she pulled his eager face down into her crotch and then she shrieked as she felt his open mouth on her vulva.

"Oh Daddy… you're sucking my cunt… oh Daddy… no… no… don't suck my cunt, Daddy… no… no… no…" she panted as she opened her crotch wider and felt his hands rubbing hips and thighs and tummy as he sucked with the greedy skill of a very experienced lover.

"Oh Daddy, don't get your tongue up my cunt… Don't lick my cunt and make me come… oh Daddy… Daddy."

She shrieked as his tongue worked into the slit and licked over her hard clitoris, then went in deeply to probe and lick where she was very hot and juicy.

Both her hands were on his head then, pulling his face into her crotch as her tingling behind jerked up and down on the bed.

Alternately sucking and licking her juicy aperture, the boy drove his mother wild with lust and then she was shrieking in orgasm so strong that it was painful. As she pulled his wet face more and more tightly into her crotch while her body jerked strongly, Andrew couldn't breathe, thought his neck would break, but he didn't give a damn. He was in a state of ecstasy beyond description, beyond belief. And then the tremors eased, passed, and Wendy sighed as she released his head and he knelt up, his eyes wet and out of focus as he stared down and saw the radiant smile on her face.

"Oh Daddy," she said and sighed again, "what a sweet cunt lapping you gave me. Oh, how you sucked and lapped my cunt. Oh Daddy, what a beautiful big come you made me have. My cunt is tingling just like my bum cheeks, Daddy."

"Wow!" he gasped and then licked his lips. "Did we really do that?"

"Oh yes, my darling Daddy. You sucked my cunt better than anyone ever did before. What are you going to do now, Daddy?"

"I… uh… I'm…" he stammered.

"Oh no, Daddy, you're not going to take your panties off, are you?"

"Yes I am," he told her as he knelt up and jerked the panties down, his penis leaping to freedom, a magnetic pull trying to get it into her crotch.

"Oh Daddy. Your cock is so big and strong. Oh Daddy, if you lie down on me and stick it in my cunt, you'll fuck me. Oh Daddy, I've never had a cock in my cunt. I've never been fucked. Oh Daddy… Daddy," she panted as he fell on her wet, firm body and felt her arms wrap around him as his stiff penis throbbed and twitched in her crotch.

Andrew wasn't at all sure he could perform the act, but he was determined to give it his best try. Reaching down in her crotch, he grasped his twitching tool and searched for a slit to poke it into. Since his tongue had already visited that slit, he knew it was there, somewhere. All he had to do was find it.

And then find it he did, and with a mighty lunge, his penis went into her to the hilt. He groaned as his penis throbbed inside her where she felt so hot and juicy and slippery.

"Oh Daddy, your great big cock is in my little cunt," she said, panting, her hot behind squirming on the sheet. "You're not going to work your cock in and out of my hot cunt, are you? You're not going to fuck your little girl, are you, Daddy? Oh Daddy," she gasped as he began stroking and saw that his body knew what to do, "you're fucking me… Your great big hard cock is fucking my juicy little cunt… Oh Daddy… Daddy… fuck… fuck… fuck… oh Daddy," she said and used both hands to spank his bobbing behind while he fed stiff penis to her like a beautifully oiled piston.

Much too soon, despite his best efforts to hold back the threatening ejaculation, he gave her a shower of short, fast strokes, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around his naked, sweating, trembling body, then he was jerking out of control and she crushed him as he pumped his very strong charge into her hotly sucking vagina and she drained him until he groaned like a dying person.

For a little while, they rested in warm silence, their sweat mingled, then it was Wendy who broke the silence.

"Oh dear," she said with little girl awe, "I do believe we've done something quite naughty."

"Oh Mummy, I can't believe it. It was so great. You let me fuck you," he said, awe in his voice.

"And what a beautiful fuck it was, darling. You ate my cunt and fucked me like a first class lover. Jesus, I feel so good. I'm glowing all over. Ooh, darling, what a delicious cunt lapping and fucking that was. How do you feel, dear? Tired?"

"I've never been so tired in my life, Mum, but I never felt so good. Oh Mummy… Mummy, I'm so excited. I fucked you and spanked you and sucked your cunt and everything."

"Yes, my darling lover," she told the boy as she moved him and fed a breast into his mouth. "You lie on Mummy's tummy and suck her tits while you rest. Yes dear, that's nice. That's so nice. Suck Mummy's pretty tits and just rest until your cock gets hard so you can fuck me again."

"Did you really mean what you said about fucking you again?" Andrew asked, later, when they sat up on the bed.

"Of course, darling. Now that we've gone this far, we can't just stop, can we?"

"We sure can't," he agreed with delightful enthusiasm. "Oh Mummy, it's all too good to be true. I still can't believe it really happened."

"I'm finding it a bit hard to believe myself, dear," she assured him. "I tried to resist. I didn't want it to happen, but I got so sexy I couldn't stop. I hope we'll never be sorry we took this step."

"Oh Mum, you have to be kidding," he told his mother as he reached for her breasts and fondled them. "We're going to be so happy. Did you really like getting your beautiful big bum spanked?"

"Like it? I loved it darling. You're good at it, very good. I can still feel my ass tingling and hot and my cunt is tingling and hot. Did you really love doing it to my bum?"

"Did I ever. I hope you'll let me spank you often from now on and you'll spank me just as often."

"Which do you I like better, dear?" Wendy asked. "Do you prefer spanking my bum or getting your bare bum spanked?"

"I can't tell, honest. I love them both and I love to suck your cunt and tits and to fuck you. They're all great. I love them all."

"It must be very exciting to have discovered sex at the age of eighteen."

"It sure is. I never dreamed there was so much to sex. I guess I thought it was just taking your clothes off and fucking."

"You haven't discovered it all yet, darling," Wendy told him. "There is so much more to it, so many acts, so many variations of each one."

"How can there be? Will you teach me everything?"

"I'll teach you everything I know, darling, then we'll go on to learn new things together."

"What kind of things, Mum?" he asked as he shifted his position so that he could fondle both her breasts.

"There are so many it's hard to know where to begin, dear. For example, suppose one day you take me over your lap and give me a sound spanking until my ass is red hot. After that, you could give me a strapping while I'm bent over a chair or the bed."

"Yeah… yeah," he said, excitedly.

"But that's not all, dear. While I'm bent over with my ass all red and hot, you could move up close behind me, work your stiff prick up my asshole and bum fuck me. You would feel my big, hot ass against your belly and you'd screw my ass until you shot your charge deep inside me."

"Oh Mum, it's so exciting to think of all the things there are to do."

"Yes, darling, it is exciting. It's just as exciting for me. I see your cock is trying to get hard again. Are you going to make it?"

"I think so. I really want to get it hard."

"In a minute, I'll take you over my lap and give you a spanking. If that stiffens your cock, I'll show you an exciting way of getting it off."

"How, Mummy?"

"I'll take your beautiful prick in my mouth and suck you off. You'll shoot all your cream in my mouth and I'll drink it. How does that sound, darling?"

"Oh Mummy, do you really mean it. Would you suck my cock?"

"Of course, dear. I've sucked a few cocks in my day and I really love it. I just love the feel of a big hard cock throbbing in my mouth while it shoots all that warm, rich cream to me."

Noticing that his penis was rising nicely, Wendy sat on the edge of the bed, took her son over her lap and his penis became very hard as his buttocks became very hot. After that, when she sucked him off until he was totally drained, Andrew discovered yet another form of sexual ecstasy.

Andrew is still learning about all the joys of sex with his mother and so, for that matter, is she, as they continue to experiment with various acts, positions, locations, situations.

Today, at twenty, Andrew is still as eager and boyish in his enthusiasm as he was at eighteen when his mother took him to bed for the first time. And, since the lovely therapy of sex works both ways, Wendy looks younger today than she did then.

Ain't life grand?

CASE HISTORY TWO

"Why that randy little devil," Marie said under her breath, as she watched the eighteen year-old boy pull down his pants and underwear and saw his stiff young penis leap to freedom. "Can it be that he'd going to fuck the pony? I can't believe it."

But believe it or not, the evidence in that direction was very strong indeed.

Curious as to what the hired boy did when he spent long periods in the barn alone, Marie had secreted herself in the feed section so that, through cracks in the wall, she had an excellent view of much of the barn interior.

After only a few minutes of waiting, she had seen Doug, looking nervous and guilty as he hurried into the barn and closed the door behind him. Curious, she had watched as he led the young pony, a mare, into the small box stable, then tied her four legs to posts at the corners of the stable, then positioned an overturned wooden crate close behind the animal.

It could only mean, she felt sure, that he was getting ready to have sex with the beast, but Marie couldn't accept that. Doug was such an innocent, shy, quiet boy. A boy like Doug would never even think of such a thing, Marie kept telling herself, but then she was staring at his stiff young tool as he rubbed it in the crack of the animal's behind. He obviously wasn't preparing to take the pony's temperature.

There had been time for shock to pass and for arousal to take its place as Marie watched intently.

"That's an amazingly big cock for so young a boy," she thought and felt heat building in her crotch.

"Mmmm, what a nice ass you have," the boy told the pony as he rubbed there with both hands. "I never felt a woman's bare ass, but I'll bet it feels nice, like this," Doug said, his hands rubbing busily. "I'm gonna fuck you now. My cock will go in your cunt and I'll fuck you and shoot my cream up you. Are you ready to get a fucking up your cunt?"

Arousal had so completely taken control of Marie as she watched and listened that she was trembling violently, heat seeming to radiate from her crotch to engulf her whole being.

"Here it comes," Doug told the pony. "Here comes a stiff cock in your cunt for a nice fuckey-fuck"

Marie was panting as she watched the boy get that stiff penis into the animal. He buried it and pressed into the beast.

"Ooohhh, it's so nice to rub against your ass with my rod in your cunt. I wish you were a woman," Doug told the beast as he pressed tightly against her firm rump. "I'd love to be pressed against Marie's ass like this. I'll bet her ass is so big and smooth and beautiful."

As she heard the mention of her name and listened to his words, a big smile spread across Marie's face.

Hurriedly, she pushed her jeans and panties down and sent a finger into her slit to play.

"So you'd like my bare ass, would you?" she said under her breath as she fingered herself. "Well you'll get my ass and my tits and my cunt. I'm going to give you the whole college course in sex, you randy little pony fucker. I'm going to keep your balls drained. You're going to make up for all the fucking I haven't gotten in the past two years. When your dick is too soft to fuck, you'll fuck me with your tongue."

While images of her seduction of the boy raced through her mind, Marie caught her breath and managed to avoid crying out as a delicious orgasm swept through her.

Leaving her clothes where they had fallen around her feet, Marie watched and listened as they boy gave the pony a slow humping, panting and talking to his silent partner.

"Do you like getting fucked? I like fucking. It's so nice with my cock fucking in your cunt. I'd love to fuck Marie. I wonder what her cunt looks like. I never saw a woman's cunt. I'd love to watch her peeing and pooping. I'd love to fuck her in the cunt like this… this… this… Oh shit, I'm gonna shoot. I'm gonna shoot my cream in your cunt. Here it… uh… comes."

Pressing tightly against the rump of the animal, Doug's body jerked strongly as he pumped his semen into her until he was drained and his knees seemed to sag. He rested for a minute with his penis still in the pony, then he pulled it out, looked at it, then wiped it off with some Kleenex he took from his pocket.

"Thank you for the nice fuck," Doug told the pony as he pulled his clothes up. "I hope you can feel all my cream in your cunt."

Since Marie had to stay in hiding until Doug untied the horse and left the barn, she returned the finger to her clit and found a pleasant way to kill time. It became very pleasant indeed as she triggered a second orgasm and her body jerked in ecstasy while her mind raced ahead to the seduction of the boy.

Marie managed to get through the evening, masturbated a couple of times when she went to bed, then next morning, she kept the boy very busy working around the small farm, making sure he didn't have an opportunity to ride the pony in his somewhat unorthodox manner.

After lunch, she found a few chores for the boy to do while she bathed carefully, playing with herself a little, posing nude in various positions before her mirror as she thought of how eager her victim would be about being seduced, then she picked up the clothes she had selected and began dressing.

She put on a black bra which caressed her ample, firm breasts nicely, showing a generous portion of cleavage and white upper slopes. She liked both the look and the feel of it as she posed again before the mirror, then she stepped into a little pair of black nylon panties and snugged them around her body. As she ran a hand through her crotch she felt the soft warmth of her vulva through the nylon.

"Silly bitch," she scolded herself as she took the panties off and put on a black satin garter belt, then sat on the bed and put on the black nylons she had chosen.

Marie returned to the mirror, after she had put the panties on again, then she admired the reflection as she fondled her body and thighs, imagining how the boy would tremble with excitement when it was his turn to do that.

"Yes," she told herself as arousal kept mounting, "I think I'll have him take my bra and panties off. His little hands will really tremble. I hope he doesn't go off in the air before he gets his dick into my hot cunt. What a waste that would be."

Marie picked up the pale blue, sheer negligee that she hadn't worn in years, tied the sash and looked at the mirror again. Her bra and panties were clearly visible through the garment and she decided it added just the right touch.

Going downstairs, she called him into the house and smiled as his eyes and mouth opened wide at the sight of her.

"Do you like the way I look, Doug?" Marie asked as she turned slowly to let him have a good look at the rear view, pausing with her feet wide apart to give him a thrilling view of her big but firm thighs and her plump buttocks that were only partially covered by the little black panties.

"Oh, M… Marie. I… I… you look so ec… exciting," he managed with difficulty.

"Do I look sexy?"

"Oh yes. I never saw anybody like you."

"Does the look of me make your dickie hard, dear?"

"Y… yes," he stammered and blushed.

"That's nice, dear. It excites a woman to know that her body excites a man or boy enough to make his cock get hard."

"Why are you… dressed like that?" Doug asked and she saw that he was trembling and perspiring profusely.

"Oh, let's say we're going to playa little game," she told him.

"A game?"

"Yes dear, perhaps many games, very exciting games," Marie told him as she fondled her breasts through the negligee. "Ooh, that feels nice. My tits are so very sensitive today. I'll bet you'd love to do this, wouldn't you?" she asked as she played, then ran a hand slowly down over her tummy, until it was caressing her mons veneris.

"Oh, would I ever."

"Go have a nice bath, dear," Marie told the boy. "I want you to be nice and clean, just in case."

"In case what?" he asked.

"Oh, just in case. You must be very careful that your cock stays hard and you don't shoot your cream. That would spoil everything."

"I'll be careful," he assured her.

"Just to be on the safe side, I'll go to the bathroom with you. I think it will be exciting to watch you taking a bath, to see you bare naked."

"Oh, I can do it alone. I won't spoil anything," the boy protested, blushing some more.

"Now don't be mean, dear. I'm going to be very nice to you. Surely you can be nice to me and let me watch as you wash your dick and your balls and everything."

He mumbled something, then she put an arm around him and led him to the bathroom where she bent over the tub to run his bath.

"Do you still like what you see, dear?" she asked and felt his gaze moving over her behind and thighs.

"Oh yes… yes," he replied, panting and perspiring as his penis threatened to explode in the tight confinement of his clothes.

"I'm going to like what I see, Doug," she told him as she straightened up and turned to smile at him. "Take all your clothes off, dear. Strip bare naked for me and make me feel horny, sexy. When I'm horny like this, I feel all tingly in my cunt. Think of me lying naked on a bed with my legs wide apart so that you can look at my cunt. Have you ever looked at a woman's cunt?"

"N… no."

"Cunt's can be very pretty. They're cute little pink things in a woman's white crotch."

As the boy undressed, she rested her buttocks on the sink, parted the negligee and rubbed her panties where the garment caressed her vulva.

"Ooh, this feels so nice," she told him. "When I'm as horny as I am right now, I love to have my cunt played with like this. Have you really never played with a woman's hot cunt?"

"Oh no. Never."

"Take your drawers down, dear. Show me your cock and your nuts."

Trembling, the boy did as he was told and then he was standing naked before her, blushing fiercely.

"Oh Doug, you look so sexy. Your cock is so big for a boy of eighteen. Your nuts look nice and full of cream too. Look at the way your cock is twitching. I do believe your naughty cock would love to get into my juicy cunt and bury itself there. Do you think that's so?"

"Y… yes."

"You and your sexy cock get into the tub now, dear. I want to watch you bathing. I once knew a man who loved to have me watch him bathe. He'd get lots of soap on his big cock as he knelt in the tub, then he'd pull himself until he shot all his cream. Do you pull yourself very often?"

"No. I… I don't know."

"Pulling yourself, jerking off, is fun, but there are some thing that are more fun."

"What… what kind of things?" the boy asked.

"Oh, you know, things like playing with tits and sucking them, playing with bare asses and thighs, sucking cunts, sucking cocks, fucking in cunts and assholes. There are so many exciting things to do. Start washing now, dear. I'll just stand here and rub my pussy while I watch you."

His trembling hands kept dropping the soap, but the boy managed to wash himself. As he stood up on command to lather his penis and scrotum, Marie's smile widened.

"Oh how naughty my little cunt is," she told him as she went on rubbing the crotch of her panties. "It's so hot and juicy that it wet my little panties. Look, see how wet my panties are with cunt juice."

As he looked, he trembled, then uttered a little moan as the woman took her fingers from her panties, brought them to her lips and tasted the juices.

"Mmmmm, my cunt is very tasty today. Have you never tasted cunt juice, dear?"

"No. Oh Marie, I feel so… I don't know… kind of funny… all over."

"Especially in your cock, dear?"

"Yes, I guess."

"What you're feeling, my dear boy, is horny. Would you like me to go away and leave you alone?"

"Oh no. You're so… pretty… so exciting."

"That's nice, dear. Your hard prick looks so nice with all that lather on it. Pull the skin well back and wash the neck of it. That's the way. Wash it well. A boy should be careful to keep his prick clean at all times. He never knows when some beautiful woman may want him to stick it in her hot cunt or her mouth or even up her bum hole. Rinse your pecker now and be careful it doesn't go off."

After he had rinsed himself, Marie tossed him a towel. As he got out of the tub and dried himself, she saw that his penis was still strongly erect and twitching with excitement.

"Let's go to my bedroom so we can… uh… talk," she told the boy, grinning seductively. As he followed the woman out of the bathroom, Doug felt sexual excitement continuing to soar. He stared at her firm thighs in motion, at the thrilling sight of the big buttocks, so round and smooth looking in the partial confinement of the little black panties. He hungered to touch her and hoped that was a part of her plan. As he recalled the thrill of having sex with the pony, he sensed that things could take place with the woman that would make pony riding seem dull.

"My, how exciting you look, bare naked, your cock hard and standing right up," Marie told him in her bedroom as she turned to look at him. "I want to hug you. Come to me dear. Put your arms around me and hug me."

As she drew the eager boy into an embrace, she felt his trembling, the warmth of his naked boy and the hardness of the penis which poked between his thighs.

Marie was tempted to open her negligee so that Doug's stiff penis could press between them, but she sensed that such an act would trigger ejaculation which would be wasted between her thighs, rather than in her vagina, where she planned it to happen after she'd had enough fun in the slow seduction she had planned for him.

While they hugged, she rubbed her hands gently up and down his back, then moved them farther down until each hand cupped a smooth young buttock and she kept pulling him against her, aware of what the feel of her body was doing to him.

Marie felt thankful then that she had taken such care of her body so that at forty-one, it was as trim and firm as the body of a much younger woman.

As she played with his buttocks, she felt his hands move slowly down her back. Marie sensed he was afraid she would stop them, but that wasn't her plan. Gradually, the hands moved lower and lower until they were moving out her thinly covered buttocks.

"Ooh, that feels nice, dear. I love to have my ass felt and played with. Do you like the feel of my big ass?"

"Yes… yes," he panted, then his hands became bolder, moving all over the big rounds, patting and rubbing and squeezing. "Oh Marie… Marie," he almost cried as both his hands kept busy, hefting the big cheeks from below, savoring the firmness and smoothness and heaviness of them, hungering to have them bare so that he could see as well as feel them.

Putting one hand under his chin, Marie lifted it, gave him a warm smile, slowly licked her tongue over her lips, then she brought her face down onto his in a passionate kiss. She kissed with her lips apart and then sent her tongue into his mouth to add to his arousal as it probed his mouth, then she took his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it.

"Oh wow," he panted, later, as she ended the kiss, "that wasn't just a kiss, was it?"

"That's called a French kiss, darling. I find French kissing very sexy. When I kiss like that, I can feel it right in my cunt."

"I know what you mean, Marie. I felt it like that," Doug told the woman as he continued to play with her big behind.

"But you don't have a cunt, dear," Marie teased.

"You know. I mean I felt it in my… you know."

"Say it, dear. Don't be shy. Say the words," she urged.

"I felt it in my… cock and in my balls. Oh Marie, I never felt so good in my whole life."

"Your life is just beginning, Doug," she told him, then she brought her mouth down on his again and as they shared another passionate, wet kiss, she felt him respond, his tongue coming out to play games with hers, his mouth sucking on her tongue, his hands still very busy on firm, smooth buttocks.

"I'm getting too warm, dear," Marie said as she ended the embrace and took a step back.

"You're not going to stop, are you?" he asked and she saw fear in his eyes.

"No, dear, not yet," she replied as she slowly opened the sash of the garment, paused, then pulled the negligee wide open, drawing a little strangled cry from the boy as he stared at bulging bra cups, bare skin, then at panties, garter belt and black nylons in thrilling contrast to her milky white skin.

"Come and hug me inside my negligee," she invited, her tone a sexy whisper. "Put your naked body right against me and let's both get very horny while we have another wet kiss."

Doug needed no urging as he moved against her, his hands went around her and then they were hugging warmly while Doug felt her mouth coming down on his again. Through the long, sexy kiss, he played with her bare and panty covered buttocks and worked the tips of his fingers into her panties to feel more of the exciting bare skin that felt smoother than silk.

"I think we'd better move apart for a while dear," she told Doug as she stepped back. "I wouldn't want you to shoot your cream too soon. I want you to save it for later, so you can have much more fun when you let it shoot in special, sexy place."

"Do you mean in your… you know… between your legs?" he asked, his voice breaking.

"You mean inside my cunt? I'm not sure," Marie lied. "I haven't decided yet whether or not we're going to fuck today."

"Oh please, Marie, please," Doug begged and she saw that his eyes were very wet, shining with an excitement so strong that he couldn't really understand what his body was demanding.

"Would you like to play some more games darling?" Marie asked in the same sexy tone.

"Oh yes," the boy replied, his eagerness as obvious in his eyes and his voice as it was in his twitching hard penis.

"In that case, I may as well get rid of this," she said, then Marie allowed the negligee to fall off her shoulders and it seemed to float to the carpet, leaving her standing there in black bra, panties, garter belt, nylons and pumps.

"I think my tits are jealous," she said with a pout and put one hand on each cup of the well filled bra. "So far my bum has gotten all the attention. Don't you like my tits?"

"Oh yes, Marie. Please… may I feel them? They're so big and pretty. Your skin is so white and smooth."

Taking him by both wrists, Marie guided his hands to the cups of her bra, then she sighed as he began to play.

"Be gentle, dear," she cautioned. "A woman's tits are very sensitive. Mmmm, that feels so nice. You have lovely hands, dear, so gentle. Yes dear, play with my nice big tits. Oh yes, that's so nice… sooo nice," she told him.

Doug's hands moved all over the cups, feeling from below, hefting the ample breasts, squeezing them, pressing them together, watching the motion of the upper slopes and the smooth white valley between.

Putting a hand on the back of his head, Marie sighed as she pulled his face down into the valley and she felt the kissing there and inhaling deeply. Reaching between them, she clasped his hard penis and, squeezed it firmly, making him groan.

Marie smiled some more as she felt the boy drooling, saliva trickling down between her breasts. As she felt it, she trembled at the thought of how his saliva would mingle with the juice of her vagina when she taught him the erotic art of cunnilingus, in a little while. There would be lots of juice there, she told herself, and she would make sure he drank it all.

"Mmmm, that was very nice, Doug," Marie told the boy as she moved a little away from him. "In fact, you did it so well that in a little while, I'm going to let you take my bra right off. I'll give you my bare tits to play with and I'll teach you how to suck tits and lick nipples."

Telling him to relax, she began walking around the room, displaying her body from every angle and in a wide variety of erotic positions. Doug groaned again when, with her back turned on him, she bend over from the waist. He saw her big buttocks seem to expand, saw her behind straining the little panties, then she looked back between her legs and smiled at him.

Straightening up, she used her left hand to play with her breasts while her right hand rubbed again on the crotch of her panties, teasing him as she teased herself.

"Ooh, my cunt is so naughty today," she said and patted it in a light spanking gesture. "It's so hot it keeps oozing juice and wetting my little panties. Naughty cunt, you stop that or Mummy will spank."

Light streaming in through the windows picked up the sheen of the wet circle on her panties and as he stared, Doug trembled some more as he hungered to feel the moist nylon, to feel the moisture and, through her panties, the source of that wetness.

Doug caught his breath as the woman took the hand out of her crotch, put it inside her panties and he saw the motion of her hand as she rubbed there. As she took the hand out, she came to him and put a hand behind his head.

"Open your mouth a little, dear," she told him. "I am going to let you have a little taste of cunt juice."

Trembling, he parted his lips and she put the tips of three fingers into his mouth.

"Suck, dear," she whispered. "Suck and lick my fingers and enjoy a taste of cunt juice. Later, I'm going to let you have a big drink from the nice pink fountain of my crotch. That's it," she urged as the boy sucked greedily and she felt his tongue lick over the tips of her fingers.

"There, did you like the taste of my cunt honey, dear?" Marie asked as she took the hand away from him.

"Oh yes. It was so exciting. What did you mean about letting me have a drink of cunt juice?" the boy asked.

"Well, if you're very good, later, after we've played a lot, I may let you take my panties off and then you can suck and lick my cunt and drink all the juice you want to. Men love to suck women's cunts, you know. I'm sure you're no exception."

"Oh yes, Marie. I want to take your panties off and suck your cunt. Will you teach me how to do it the right way?"

"Yes dear. I'll teach you how to suck a cunt, how to suck and lap and cunt and make me have a great big come with lots of juice to coat your throat and fill your big balls. Did you know that when a man drinks cunt juice, it goes to his balls and gives him more cream so he can fuck more often?"

"No, I didn't know."

"It's true," she told him seriously, deciding that it was only a little lie and wouldn't do any harm. "I think it's time for your next lesson now, darling."

"Yes, what is it?" Doug asked, eagerly.

"You're going to learn how to unhook a woman's bra and how to take it off to let her tits out," Marie told him and turned her back to him.

The boy paused for a moment, trembling as he stared at the broad expanse of smooth skin, the straining band of black in erotic contrast to the pure white, then his trembling hands reached for the hooks.

"Just relax, dear," she told him. "There's no hurry. It really isn't easy to unhook a bra when it's filled with nice big tits like mine, but you'll manage, I'm sure."

Doug wasn't so sure as he wrestled with the hooks which refused to cooperate, but he persisted and then one hook was open and he felt his heart thumping. Another hook slipped, then another and then there was only one to go. It took a little longer, but then he freed it and watched the garment fly open.

As it did, Marie turned to face him, he reached for the straps, his hands trembling so that they were hard to control and then he was panting as he pulled the straps down her arms. Her breasts jutted in bold nudity, big nipples perched on the swirling aureoles of each luscious, creamy white breast. Her breasts looked like lovely, live things which seemed to stare back at his staring eyes.

"Oh Marie, your tits are so big and beautiful," he said, his hands reaching for them. "Oh… oh, I never felt anything so nice," he said, his voice breaking as both hands explored, the warm skin of her firm breasts feeling softer than satin.

"I'm so glad you like my tits, dear," Marie told him as he fondled and patted the jutting beauties.

"Oh yes… yes… I can't believe it… I can't believe it," he repeated, panting, squeezing gently, then he discovered a new miracle as her nipples hardened and elongated under his gently moving hands.

"That's it, dear," Marie encouraged him. "Make my big nipples long and hard so you can suck them. Ooh, I can feel it in my cunt when you rub my nipples," she added as he very gently rubbed them with the palms of his hands, then took an exciting nipple between finger and thumb of each hand to get them even longer, harder and darker in color.

"Ooh, yes, yes, dear," Marie panted as she reached with her left hand and caught the back of his head. "Come on and reap your reward darling," she whispered as she pulled his face to her and stuffed a breast into his mouth.

Instinct showed the boy what to do and then he was sucking greedily, trying to get more and more of the big, satiny gourd into his mouth. Moving slightly, he got both hands onto the breast and held it lovingly, rubbing gently as he sucked.

He wondered if he was doing anything wrong because her breast wasn't feeding milk into his mouth, but he wasn't about to take the breast out to ask about it. He did ask, later, as Marie took the breast away from him and examined it, her eyes shining brightly.

"Oh no, darling. A woman only has milk in her tits when she has a baby to feed. You don't suck tits for milk, you do it for pleasure and for the pleasure it gives the woman. I'm going to feed you my other tit to suck, angel. Open up wide, here it comes. Here, darling, take my tit and suck it for me," she said, panting loudly as she filled his eager mouth again.

For a long time, the boy sucked greedily while she used one hand to stroke his head, the other inside her panties in delicious action, fingering a clitoris that felt so hard and raw that it was almost painful.

"Ooh… oohh… I'm… uh… coming," Marie gasped as she pulled the breast out of his mouth and stood rubbing her thighs together, her breasts bobbing, her big behind jerking in a magnificent orgasm, a better one then she had experienced in years.

"Let me look," he pleaded when the orgasm passed and she sighed, then she braced her feet wide apart and the boy fell into a crouch to look into her crotch.

"Do you like looking in my crotch, darling?" Marie asked as the boy held her by the thighs as though to keep from falling.

"Oh yes, but your panties are just a little bit wet. Didn't you shoot your cream?"

Bending a little, Marie smiled as she explained the difference between female and male orgasm.

"So you see," she concluded, "there's lots of juice in my cunt. You'll see what I mean when your face is so nicely buried in my crotch and you're lapping my cunt."

"Are you really going to let me see your cunt and suck it?" Doug asked.

"Yes, darling. First though, I want you to give me a nice sexy kiss on the crotch of my panties. Kiss my wet panties and taste my juice and think about sucking my cunt."

Without any urging, Doug turned his face up, then he trembled as his cheeks brushed her smooth inner thighs as he moved his face into her crotch. As his parted lips touched the wet, warm nylon, he moaned, the sound excitingly muffled.

But more than kissing, he was sucking and Marie felt new lightning bolts of arousal tear through her body. The one climax she had experienced wasn't nearly enough and she heard her body begging for another and another, so she took her crotch away from him and stepped back.

"Kneel, darling," Marie told the boy, then she moved and he gulped as he watched her behind come closer to him until her panties brushed his nose.

His hands went to her well-fleshed hips and held as he covered her clinging panties and partially exposed buttocks with wet, loving kisses. Through the stretched fabric, the boy saw the shadowy valley between the luscious rounds. He became even more aroused and felt as though he wanted to eat up her whole behind wanted to bury his face in that so warm looking crack.

"That was lovely, darling," she told him as her hands went to her breasts to add to her arousal by fondling them. "You may take my panties down now. Take them down and have my big bare ass to play with. You're going to adore my ass, dear. I have such a big, smooth, sexy ass. Strip my ass naked and kiss it and then I'll turn around and give you my cunt. We'll save my cunt for the main event," she added as he began to peel the clinging black nylon down, groaning as the beautiful big behind was bared, like an erotic work of art so close to his face.

When her behind was totally bare, he forgot all about the panties and left them stretched across her thighs. He began kissing and fondling, probing her crack with fingers and then with his tongue while his woman moaned and panted and trembled with lust the like of which she had never known.

While he still paid tribute to her buttocks and crack, Marie allowed her panties to fall around her feet, then she stepped out of them. Still busily kissing and licking, the boy worked a hand toward her crotch and Marie made no protest as the hand found her warm, moist vulva and touched it very gently, very lovingly.

"Oh Marie… I can feel it… I can feel your cunt," Doug told her as he gently stroked it and found the soft passage between the lips. "It's so warm and soft, so juicy, Marie."

"Yes darling, my cunt is very hot and juicy. Use your other hand in the crack of my ass. See if you can find one more hole."

The hand hurriedly went into the warm valley and while he fingered her vagina, he worked a finger into a tight little hole and then he was giving her a double fingering, driving her wild with delight and desire, keeping her panting as she rubbed and squeezed her breasts so hard that it hurt, deliciously.

"Oh Doug, you darling boy. I love the way you finger my cunt and my ass hole at the same time. Do it, dear. Do it my darling boy and give me another great big come so my cunt will be juicier for you."

Doug was delighted to obey and before long, he heard a strangled cry break from her throat, then her body tensed, she jerked away from his poking fingers and once more stood panting and grunting as her body rocked with strong tremors of magnificent orgasm.

As the climax was passing, she threw herself onto the bed, face down, her lovely behind jerking, her tummy rubbing on the sheet.

Following the woman to the bed, he stared at the sight of the big, white behind in the frame of garter belt and black nylons, then he fell on her with a little cry and as his hands rubbed her smooth hips and thighs, he buried a wet face in the warm crack of her behind and licked wetly up and down the crack, causing more juice to trickle into her crotch.

"Oh you dear, darling boy," Marie said as she turned over. "What an exciting lover you are. Nobody ever licked the crack of my ass like that."

"Did you really like it?" he asked, looking very proud.

"I loved it, darling. I'll want you to do it to me often."

"Oh yes, I want to. It felt so nice with my face in the crack between your big bum cheeks."

"You've surely earned a reward, dear. Are you ready for my cunt now?"

"Oh yes, Marie. Is it right below this nice bush of hair?" he asked as he rubbed the foliage of her mons veneris.

"Yes darling, my pussy bush is the crown for my cunt. When I open my legs, you'll see it. Some women have hairy cunts, but there is no hair at all in my crotch, just that pretty bush you're playing with."

"Are you going to show me your cunt now, Marie? I'm dying to see my very first cunt."

"And I'm dying to show it to you, dear. I've never shown my cunt to a boy before. Get ready, dear, here comes my cunt."

Smiling, she bent her knees up and spread them apart, the sound of the boy's panting added to her excitement.

"I see it," he shouted. "I can see your cunt. Oh Marie, it's so pretty. It looks all warm and soft, like a mouth."

"It is a kind of a mouth, dear. That's why cunts like to be kissed like mouths. Also when a cock goes into it, a cunt sucks the cock like a mouth would. That's what my hot cunt will do when you fuck me. It will suck your cock and drink your semen."

"Oh Marie, are you really going to let me fuck you in the cunt?"

"I'm going to let you fuck me in many places, darling," Marie told the boy. "For today though, you'll lie down on my naked body, stick your cock in my cunt and fuck me just like that."

"Oh Marie, I can't believe it's really happening. Do I start fucking you now? Will you help me?"

"I'll help you all you need when the time comes," she told Doug. "My cunt needs to be prepared first though. A cunt should be perfectly ready before the man sticks prick into it. It has to be juicy and hot and tingling for hard cock."

"Tell me what to do, Marie?" he begged, passionately.

"Just get to know my cunt better, darling. Play with it. Feel it, spread the lips apart and see what a pretty, juicy cunt looks like inside. Explore my cunt with one of your fingers."

"Oh yes, Marie," he said as he moved closer, then his hands went between her thighs, one of them going right to her vulva, rubbing it lightly, gently, lovingly as Marie sighed warmly and allowed her behind to squirm a little.

"I can even see a part of your bum, Marie," he told her as he stroked her vulva while his other hand strayed to the lower slopes of buttocks. "It's so nice to play with your cunt and your bum at the same time."

"It's nice for me too, darling. Have lots of fun."

"I sure will," Doug assured the woman, then he was parting the soft lips, trembling as he stared into her slit.

"Oh Marie. It's so pretty. It's all pink and shiny and juicy in your cunt."

"Yes dear, you're making my cunt nice and juicy. Play with it a little more and then I'll let you go down on me and eat my cunt."

"Oh Marie, I won't use my teeth. That would hurt your pretty pink cunt."

"How sweet you are, Doug. When I talk of eating, I really mean cunt lapping, sucking and licking."

"Oh Marie," he told her, panting as his face moved closer to the tempting pink target, "there's juice running out of your cunt and down between the cheeks of your ass."

"I know, dear. I can feel it. It's a sign that a woman's cunt is really turned on when her juices trickle into the crack of her ass. You're doing your job well," Marie assured the boy, "very well indeed."

"May I suck your cunt, now Marie?"

"Yes, baby, get your face in my crotch. Suck and lick my cunt and make me come again and then you'll be ready to fuck your horny woman." As Doug hurried his face into her crotch, Marie helped guide him until she felt his position was just right. His open mouth touched her vulva and her behind jerked upward. Her hands caught his head and held it, rubbing his wet hair as he began to suck.

For a boy who had never attempted such an act, who had never seen the crotch of a woman before, he sucked nicely.

"Ooh yes," Marie urged, "suck my cunt just like that. Suck, darling. Suck all the tasty juices out of my cunt. Oh darling, I love the way you eat cunt."

It was obvious that Doug liked it as much as she, as he sucked voraciously, his hands constantly rubbing satin skin from the expanded tops of her nylons to as much of her buttocks as he could reach.

"Oh yes, dear," Marie told the boy, heatedly, "slurp just like that. I love that slurpy sounds you make when you eat my cunt."

His sounds became even louder and more exciting as the boy went on slurping his erotic dish of puree de pussy with an ardent skill that no man had ever demonstrated to Marie.

"Now, darling, your tongue," Marie panted. "Get it in my cunt and lick all around. Oh yes. Jesus… yes… that's the way. Oh God, you're a natural, perfect cunt lapper, my darling boy. Use your tongue like a snake in my juicy cunt. Oh Jesus… Jesus… what a delicious cunt lapping I'm getting. Nobody ever lapped my cunt so well, you dear darling lover."

Nobody has ever been as lucky as he, Doug thought, while he sucked and licked and fondled his beautiful woman. True, riding the pony's behind and working his penis in her slit had been great, but it couldn't began to compare with what he was experiencing as he lay with his face in the crotch of the beautiful woman, his mouth and tongue devouring an excitingly warm, wet vagina, her juice seeming to fill him with new strength and power as he drunk greedily from that erotic chalice in her crotch.

"Bring your tongue up higher, dear," Marie urged. "It has to find my clit. Up near the top, darling. A little higher," she urged, panting, then she cried out with joy as his tongue licked slowly, raspingly over her sensitized bud.

"That's it, darling. Don't lose it. Lick my clit until I come. Oh sweet Jesus, what a lovely come this is going to be, darling. Lick, baby… lick… lick… lick…"

And lick he did. She had quite a long clitoris, one which, in arousal, protruded slightly between the spread labia and it was easy for the boy to keep his tongue on it, licking over it and curling around it.

Since licking it thrilled her so, Doug decided to try something a little different and then she cried out as his lips captured the hard, slippery bud and began sucking it.

"Oh yes… yes… oh Jesus, yes," the woman shrieked as he sucked on her clitoris as one would suck a penis. "My clit's going crazy, darling. My cunt is on fire. Oh yes, suck my clitty and drive me to heaven. Oh Jesus, I'm all cunt. I'm getting close… I'm going to come… suck, baby, suck my horny clit like a randy prick. Oh shit what joy… what a come this is going to be… Suck… suck… suck, lover. I'm almost there."

Doug's hands tightened their grip on her hips. Eager lips sucked greedily on her juicy passion bud and then, he felt her body as it seemed to explode, her cries filling the room as orgasm swept over her.

He thought it would be a good idea to keep sucking her clitoris as she climaxed, but Marie couldn't stand it. She pushed his face out of her crotch with her strong thighs, then threw herself face down on the bed again. Orgasm was of the long playing variety and as the tremors rocked her. Marie rode the bed, big buttocks jerking excitingly, just as a man would ride a woman. The sight was so exciting, his arousal so strong, that Doug again buried his face in the crack of her behind and this time, the tip of his tongue found her anal ring, penetrated it, then it was buggering her as she shrieked some more.

As she emerged from the orgasm and felt his curled tongue penetrating her, Marie sighed warmly. Here was an innocent, virginal boy with his first woman, yet he was reaming her, something no man had ever done to her, and he was doing it beautifully, so much so that she allowed him to go on doing it for a long time.

"You darling lover," Marie said with a squeal of delight as she took her behind from him, "where did you learn to ream like that?"

"I don't know. I never did it before. Is that what it's called?"

"That's what it's called, darling, but I've never had it done to me. I've only read about it in sexy books. Oh God," she said and trembled, "that was sheer delight, the way your sexy tongue curled up my asshole like a stiff prick. Do you really enjoy reaming my ass?"

"Oh yes, I loved it."

"Then that's something else we'll do often, darling. Next time, I'll kneel with my head down and my ass way up. I think you'll be able to get your tongue farther up my hole in that position."

"Do you want me to do it now?" Doug asked, eagerly.

"Later, darling. Right now, it's time for you to fuck me before your poor prick breaks off at the root and your nuts explode."

Smiling warmly, Marie lay back, raised and parted her knees and opened her arms to welcome the boy.

"It's time for your first fuck, dear," Marie told the perspiring body. "Lie down on my belly, stick your lovely hard cock in my cunt and fuck me. Oh Doug, darling, this is a fuck we'll both remember as long as we live. Do it, darling. Get on top of your naked woman and fuck her."

The excited boy hurried between her legs and as he began to lower himself, his hands slipped and he fell on her, his face between her breasts. "I'm sorry," he panted.

"Don't be, darling," Marie said and laughed. "This is such fun. I've never been as excited about a fuck in my life. There, that's better," she said as she guided him into position and then felt his penis throbbing in the wet warmth of her crotch.

"Hold still, darling, I'll help," Marie told him as she reached between them, found his hard little tool and pushed it into her slit.

"I'm in you, Marie," he almost shouted. "My cock is in your cunt."

"Ram it all the way in, darling," she urged, her strong arms gentle as she held him on her body. "Bury your cock in my cunt and then fuck me. You know how, dear," she assured him, without mentioning his experience with the pony.

And he did know how. Doug worked the length of his rod into the warmly welcoming, juicy slit, pressed down hard on her and felt his penis throbbing inside, then he began to stroke.

"Oh yes, lover, that's the way," Marie urged as she guided his mouth to one of her breasts. "That's the way to fuck a woman. Ooh, your cock is so hard and so strong. What a sweet fucking you're giving me, darling. Ride my belly and suck my tit while this sweet cock fucks my hot cunt, you angel lover, you delightful sucker and fucker."

Her words and her enthusiasm further delighted Doug as he rode his woman, then all too soon, he realized that ejaculation was on the way and there was nothing he could do to delay it.

"I'm gonna shoot," he panted, then he was pumping hard and fast, ramming his penis to her in short, fast strokes. She held him more tightly, she felt his little body tense, then the boy was panting and groaning as he pressed down in her crotch and pumped his semen into a strongly sucking vagina.

He discovered then what Marie meant about a vagina being able to suck like a mouth. Not only was there the ecstasy of ejaculation inside a woman's vagina, but the thrill was more than doubled by the feel of his penis being sucked. It went on being sucked until the boy was totally drained and a weak groan broke from his throat each time her vaginal walls held and took another suck on his spent penis until Marie finally stopped the sucking and held him warmly in a strong embrace with arms and upraised legs, silk skin and smooth nylon returning the boy slowly to earth from his trip to the outer reaches of heaven.

"How did you like fucking your woman, darling?" Marie asked.

"Oh Marie. It was so beautiful. I can't believe it."

"Was I a better fuck than the pony?"

"Oh," he gasped and she felt his body become tense as though in terror.

"Don't be silly, darling," she said with a low chuckle in her tone, "if I hadn't caught you fucking the pony, I'd never thought of taking you to bed and fucking you."

"Then you don't mind? You don't think I'm crazy or anything?"

"I think you're great, Doug. You're the best lover I've ever had. We're going to do wonderful things. Our love affair will set new records. We'll try everything."

"Oh Marie, you're so nice and I feel so good," Doug told his woman as she held him on her firm, smooth body, their sweat mingled, his softened penis soaking in warm, moist vagina.

"So are you, darling. One day, we'll go out to the barn together and I'll be right with you, watching while you fuck the pony. It will be very exciting."

"Okay, if you really want to."

"I really want to. You know, I can get in on the animal act too."

"You mean with a pony?" Doug asked, surprised and excited at the thought.

"I'm not sure I could handle a pony," Marie told him, "but I think my dog would love to fuck a woman."

"Oh Marie, do you really think so? Wow, I'd love to see that."

"Would you, dear? Suddenly, the idea is driving me wild. Just lie here. I'll be right back."

As she walked from the room, Doug feasted his eyes on the beautiful, big woman and his penis twitched in promise as he watched her buttocks and thighs in motion. And then she was returning to the bedroom, her big German Shepherd following behind.

"I'm not sure this will work," she told the boy, "but I have a hunch it will. I've read about women who enjoyed getting fucked by dogs. I don't know why I never tried it before this."

Crouching beside the animal on the carpet, Marie held his penis gently as she talked to him, masturbating him in a slow, gentle manner, feeling his penis growing long and hardening.

"Are you going to lie down on your back?" Doug asked as he watched, trembling with excitement.

"No dear, dogs can't fuck that way. I'll kneel on all fours, like a bitch. I think he'll mount my ass and screw me that way, dog style."

"I didn't know women could fuck that way. Could I do it to you that way and rub against your bum while I fuck?"

"Of course, darling. We'll do it that way next time we fuck. I enjoy getting fucked dog style."

"Look at his cock, Marie," Doug said, pointing. "It really is big. He's got a hard on. He wants to fuck you, I think."

"I think so too, darling. Go to the closet and get my fur jacket. I don't want him to tear me to pieces with his claws when he mounts me."

The boy ran to the closet and returned with a short muskrat jacket. Smiling, Marie got to her feet and put the jacket on, pausing to look at her reflection in the mirror.

"Oh wow!" Doug said with enthusiasm. "You really look sexy."

And indeed she did in the contrast of the fur jacket, nudity below enhanced by garter belt and black nylons. Advancing to the animal, Marie stood with her crotch open and, to her delight, the beast sniffed at her crotch, then his tongue came out and he licked, tentatively first, then more eagerly.

"He likes the taste of your cunt too," Doug told her.

"I think I'm about to get fucked, lover," Marie said with a happy grin. "Now's the time to find out for sure."

The woman dropped to her knees, then she was kneeling on all fours, her knees well parted to allow room for the big animal between her legs.

Without pause, the animal hurried behind her gave a low growl that was partly a whine, then his front legs went up high and even as he began to mount the kneeling woman, his penis was jabbing in mid air, the skin pulled all the way back over the very strong looking penis.

"He wants to fuck you, Marie," the boy panted. "Look at his big cock jabbing. I hope he can find your cunt. Shall I steer his cock for him?"

"Christ no, darling. He'd chew your arm off. Let him go. I think he'll find my cunt all right."

Doug stared in fascination as the animal adjusted his position, his penis hit a lower slope of lovely buttock as he kept seeking, then he jabbed again and brought a shriek of delight from the woman as he hammered half the length of his penis into her with one stroke.

"He's in," she cried, "he's in my cunt. He's fucking me."

But Doug didn't need to be told that as he watched the big dog bury his bone with a few more jabs, then he was humping his human bitch, the sight of him mounted on her big behind was so thrilling that Doug was sure he would never forget it.

"He fucks so fast," Doug panted. "His cock is like a blur. How does it feel to get fucked by a dog, Marie?"

"It's great, darling. It isn't as nice as when you fuck me, but it's so exciting, in a different way. Wow, how fast he rams that cock up my cunt. What a beautiful rough fuck he's giving me."

"Yeah, I can see. Oh Jesus, Marie, my cock is going to get hard again. This is so exciting. Look at him fuck"

But Marie didn't need to look in order to know what he was doing. She heard his sounds of animal passion and she felt his magnificent tool pistoning in her slit faster by far than any human penis had ever done or ever could do.

Over and over she told herself that she wasn't really dreaming, that in the same day she had seduced a little boy into a variety of sex acts and that she was doing an encore by playing the role of a bitch in heat to a big, randy dog with a fast driving tool that kept her vagina churning as he humped her.

Doug and Marie lost all track of time as the mighty beast kept flashing his penis in and out of her juicy slit and then the animal changed pace, fed tool in short strokes, then he was grinding against her behind as he pumped his strong charge into her churning depths.

As she had done with the boy, she employed her strong vaginal walls to suck on the spending tool, causing the beast to whimper and then, as soon as he had finished shooting his juice to her, he hurriedly dismounted.

"He did it," Doug shouted triumphantly. "He shot his cream up your cunt. He fucked you, Marie."

"He sure as hell did, darling," Marie said as she got to her feet tiredly. "I see he also stiffened your prick."

"Yeah. I didn't think I could get hard so soon. Boy, life is really great now."

"Isn't it though. Let me take the dog out and then it can get even greater," Marie told the boy, then he was once more watching the rear view of the exciting woman as she walked from the room, the effect causing his penis to get a bit harder.

"Ooh, look at that lovely hard cock," Marie said as she came back into the room. "I know just what I'm going to do with it."

"Are you going to let me fuck you again, Marie?" Doug asked.

"I would, dear, truly, but you see, I'm too thirsty."

"What do you mean? Can't you fuck when you're thirsty? I could get you a glass of water."

"I'm afraid water won't slake this thirst, darling," the woman told him. "Come stand over here and get ready to give me a nice drink."

Not quite sure what she meant, Doug got off the bed and went to her. She had him stand in the middle of the room, then she squatted in front of him and began playing with a very stiff penis and a surprisingly well filled scrotum as the boy squirmed and wriggled.

"What are you going to do, Marie?" Doug wanted to know.

"What you're going to do, dear," Marie told him, "is just stand there. What I'm going to do is suck on your beautiful stiff cock until you shoot and then I'm going to have a drink of cream. I think you're going to enjoy having your cock sucked."

"Wow! Are you really going to suck me off?"

"Just watch and see, young man," Marie told him as she gently played with his penis, then she licked her lips, gave his penis a few more tugs, then took it in her mouth.

As she began to suck it, Marie heard him groan and knew he was going to love the sucking as much as she. She sucked gently, wetly, filling her mouth with saliva to soak the very hard rod, from time to time licking her tongue over the head, causing the boy to tremble a little more violently.

As she sucked his penis, she worked a finger into her vagina and began fingering herself. She had performed the act of fellatio before, but had never masturbated at the same time and she discovered that the dual act more than doubled her fun.

She had been sucking for a long time, had climaxed and was again fingering herself when the feel and the sound of the boy told her that he was close to ejaculation. Wanting to make the act as thrilling as possible for him, she took the full length of his penis into her mouth and slowed the pace of the sucking, wanting to make it last as long as possible for him.

As he got closer to the point of blast-off, she took the finger out of her vagina and held his buttocks with both hands, pulling him gently closer to her as she went on sucking ardently.

"Oh… uh… uh… Marie, I'm gonna… uh… shoot," the boy warned her.

"Mmmm… mmmmm… mmmmm," was her only reply as she went on sucking, feeling his penis getting bigger and harder as it prepared for ejaculation.

"Oh… uh… Marie, I'm gonna shoot my cream right in your mouth," he warned her and then realized that she didn't want any warning, that she wanted to slake her erotic thirst as she had told him.

As the feel of her sucking mouth became more and more thrilling to the boy, he tried to delay ejaculation, so that he could go on enjoying the promise of it, but he quickly discovered that there could be no delaying as her warm, magic mouth had already carried him beyond the point of no return.

Marie shifted her position a little, clenched his buttocks more tightly, then the boy was panting and gasping as an explosion flared in his loins and then he was spurting his semen into the greedily sucking mouth of the woman who made muffled sighing sounds as she sucked on the shooting penis, timing each suck to coincide with each spurt of his semen.

She sucked until he was drained, saw his knees begin to sag, gave a few more sucks, each of which brought a weak groan from the boy, then she released the tool from her mouth and helped Doug collapse weakly to the carpet where she took him in her arms and held him lovingly.

A lot of the chores around the farm had been neglected that day, but neither minded at all. Not only had Marie seduced the boy, but she had introduced both of them to a wonderful new way of life.

As they talked while Marie sipped a drink, sitting naked on the bed, they agreed that it had been more than just a sexual experience and that they wanted to go on being lovers on a permanent basis.

"Dad will be happy to get rid of me," Doug told her. "Now with Mom dead and Charlie gone, Dad would love to move to the city. He'll be happy to have me stay here with you because he'll be free to do what he wants and not have to worry about me being in the way."

Later that evening, Marie talked with the boy's father and before long, it became clear that Doug had been correct in his assessment of the situation.

Within a month, Doug's father sold his small farm to Marie and left for the city. He thanked Marie profusely for the generous price she paid for his property and for her charity in offering to take care of his son. Marie managed to keep a straight face while she told the man he was quite welcome, but she and Doug still laugh about it, even now, when Doug is a strong, virile young man of twenty-three and their relationship continues to be more and more exciting.

CASE HISTORY THREE

"Damn it all, honey," Alice said to her reflection in the mirror as she stood naked before it, "look at that body. There must be a zillion guys out there who would give their eye teeth to get their hands on tits like that and here you are getting ready to fuck yourself with a cucumber again. It just isn't fair."

And she was right. At forty-two, Alice not only would not have won any beauty contests, she wouldn't be allowed in one, and yet she had a stunningly beautiful body, at least in the eyes of one who appreciates bigness and firmness and skin smoother than silk.

Her breasts were a massive 48-DDD, but they jutted with the firmness of teenage, like fully filled balloons with not even a suggestion of sag. Not only was she amazed at such firmness, but so were doctors who had examined her. If it was a freak of nature, then it was a generous freak, to say the least.

She was a big woman in all respects. She stood six-one, had a waist measurement of thirty-six, but that was made to look slim by her breasts and her forty-six inch bottom.

And there too was that same firmness. Her buttocks were perfect rounds, white silken pumpkins. Between them was an absolutely hairless, deep crack. So firm were the cheeks that even by pushing hard with the tips of her fingers, she could make only slight indentations.

Her thighs were correspondingly big, but again with that amazing firmness. She liked to wear nylons, rather than pantyhose, and where the expanded tops of her nylons caressed those big thighs, there was just a suggestion of an indentation in the amazingly firm flesh.

Had she been born in an earlier age, Reuben's would have been delighted to paint her as the most beautiful of women. But alas, Reuben's has passed from our scene and as is so often the case, her bigness scared men away in droves.

But for all of that, Alice retained her bright, cheerful personality. She smiled a lot, the kind of smile that could lighten up a room. Her face was pretty, though not by any means glamorously beautiful.

In her earlier years, Alice had learned to enjoy sex with a fair share of men who taught her an interesting variety of sex acts. She had learned to love the feel of having a naked man lying atop her, his penis thrusting deep in her vagina, but she had learned to like other acts as well.

The first time a lover buried his face between her lush thighs and used his mouth and tongue to bring her to climax, she thought she had gone to heaven without dying.

Later, when that same man taught her how to suck on a penis and drink rich fluid from it, she loved that too. Along the way, she learned that while a penis felt great in her vagina, it could feel wonderful up her anal door, especially if her lover had taken care to apply lubrication first.

As men became more and more scarce in her life, Alice even ventured into bed with a woman who was particularly persistent. She discovered that it was thrilling to get her big breasts fondled and sucked by a gentle woman and then shrieked in delight as that woman's tongue, licking hotly in her vaginal slit triggered magnificent orgasm.

Alice was never mean or anything less than generous, and so, when her lesbian partner asked her to return the favor, she was pleased to give it a try. As her hands and warm mouth ministered to the small, lovely breasts, Alice trembled with delight while the other woman sighed hymns of praise and joy.

Becoming bolder, Alice found it thrilling to stroke a warm, moist vagina, making her partner squirm, then it was even more exciting for the two of them as Alice got one finger into a tight little anal ring and another in the crotch slit to give the woman a double fingering so enjoyable that it resulted in a very strong climax.

And then Alice discovered the delight of having her face buried in the warm, smooth crotch of a beautiful woman. It felt so warm so silky, so sexy and then there was the taste. She had never dreamed that there could be a beautiful taste involved in sucking greedily in the hot crotch of a woman. Liking the taste so much she sent an eager tongue deeply into the slit found more of the tasty juice and lapped it all up while her partner almost cried the walls down as Alice lapped her through one orgasm after another until they were both so tired they had to stop.

But partners, male and female, became less and less frequent so that more and more, Alice had to turn to her erotic fantasies and masturbation in which she employed a wide variety of devices to play the phallic role.

On this particular day, she had selected a long, straight seedless cucumber. It was bigger around and longer than any penis she had ever seen, and as she picked it up and prepared to take it to bed, she smiled, recalling the little scene she had staged when purchasing it the day before.

The vegetable section of the supermarket had been almost deserted. As she looked through the display of cucumbers she saw a young boy of about eighteen, come close to work on a display of cauliflower.

When she had selected the one she wanted, she turned to ask if he thought it was a good one. As they talked, she held the cucumber in her left hand and slowly moved her right hand over it as though masturbating a big penis.

"It's such a nice big one, isn't it?" she said to the boy and saw him become very nervous. "I just love big, long ones."

"I think you'll like it, ma'am," he told her and stole an excited look at her generous display of cleavage. "It should have real good flavor."

"Flavor?" Alice replied. "Good heavens, I'm not going to eat it. That would be a terrible waste," she added and lowered the cucumber until it pointed right at her crotch. "Thanks for your advice. I have to hurry home now. I have such important things to do."

She saw the youth sweating and thought, though she couldn't be sure, that she saw the bulge of an erection in his trousers.

Standing in front of the mirror, she spent another minute fondling and staring at the reflection of her massive breasts, then she picked up the cucumber and took it to bed.

As a fantasy began to emerge, it took the form of the youth in the supermarket. The cucumber lying beside her, she played with her vulva, spread the soft lips, then found moisture that lubricated her finger.

She watched the phantom youth stripping naked, saw a very big, very hard penis, as big as the cucumber.

"My, what a beautiful big cock you have, dear," she said, her finger working slowly in and out, producing nice, squishy sounds.

"My cock isn't too big for your cunt, is it?" he asked as he waved it at her.

"Oh no, dear. It's just right. It will stretch my hot cunt and go way up my belly, right into my uterus. Tell me, do you like fucking?"

"I think so," he told her. "I never fucked before."

"How exciting. A virgin with a great big cock. Let me teach you. I'll teach you how to fuck and do a lot of sexy, exciting things. Come to bed, dear. Come have a close look at my cunt."

While her finger continued to stroke in a very juicy slit, the fantasy went on and she taught the youth how to fondle and suck her breasts, how to play with her buttocks, how to kiss and lick the cheeks and crack, how to tongue an anus.

And then she was teaching him how to suck and lick hot, juicy vagina. Her stroking finger became his tongue and she taught him how to probe her vaginal slit with it, how to lick her clitoris and then her big behind was bouncing on the bed, her thighs rubbing hotly together as she climaxed very strongly.

After a brief pause, she picked up the cucumber and told him she was ready to go on with the lesson.

"Yes, that's it, dear," she said as she brought the end of the vegetable to her slit and pushed the tip inside. "You push your great big cock into my cunt just like that."

"Oh Miss, it feels so good," the phantom boy panted and she pushed a little more in.

"Yes, dear, it feels lovely to bury your stiff prick in a nice juicy cunt. Give me some more cock."

She kept working the cucumber in, feeling it stretching her vagina.

"Oh, your cock is so big. You're really stretching my cunt, dear. Give it to me… Give me more of that big prick."

As she said the words, panting, she pushed more and more of the vegetable into her slit until she estimated she had about eight inches inside her. There was just enough left outside to provide her a good grip.

"Oh yes, lover," Alice panted, "you have your cock in all the way, right to the nuts. Fuck me now, darling. Let me feel that beautiful big prick fucking me up the cunt."

Her fantasy lover was delighted to oblige and Alice writhed in passion as the big green phallus rode smoothly on the film of lubrication her finger had produced in her stretched slit.

"Oh what a fuck, darling. Keep fucking me. I'm hot for your fucking, dear. Go, lover, go. Fuck me silly, I love it. Oh darling I just love the way you fuck my cunt."

"You're so nice to fuck, Alice," her phantom lover told her. "Your body is so beautiful, so big, so sexy. I never saw a bare naked woman before."

"Oh darling, hurry, hurry," Alice panted. "I'm getting close now. I'm going to have a great big beautiful come. I want it, lover. Fuck me hard and fast. Here I come, lover. I'm coming… I'm coming. Ram that great big cock up my cunt hard. Here I come."

And she did, with fierce strength. She pushed the long vegetable more deeply into her slit and then her naked body, glistening with sweat, was jerking out of control and her cries filled the room.

Usually, such an orgasm was enough to wipe out the fantasy, but this time it continued. Delighted, Alice remained on the bed and while her phantom lover went on giving her what she wanted, she enjoyed two more lovely orgasms before she finally withdrew the cucumber with a sigh of content.

Lying on the bed, resting from the strenuous labor she had shared with her phantom lover, she brought the wet, firm vegetable to her mouth and, holding it with two hands, she sucked on it, loving the flavor of the juice which made it gleam excitingly. Before she put the cucumber down, she felt sure she could feel and taste semen being spurted into her mouth as she sucked greedily.

More than just being thrilling, the fantasy changed her whole way of life. Men were forgotten then as boys took their place. Boys, innocent young boys were always so eager to see and touch her body, to play with her big breasts. They begged to be allowed to look into her hot crotch and they were eager to do anything she wanted.

But it wasn't long before the dream was demanding to be translated into reality. If she could find a boy, she told herself, he would be as eager as the boys in her wild fantasies.

She began looking. Dressed to display her big figure as seductively as possible, she began wandering through parks, playground areas, restaurants where kids gathered. She smiled a lot and tried to look friendly and inviting. A lot of boys looked, but none gave any obvious indication of wanting more.

And then she realized that since she was the adult, then it was up to her to make the decisive moves. She couldn't expect an innocent little boy to just approach and tell her he wanted to go to bed with her and give up his virginity.

Determined to find her first boy, she renewed the hunt, sitting on the park benches so that her big thighs were generously displayed, smiling each time she caught a boy glancing, trying to let him know she wanted to be friendly.

And then at last she sensed that victory was at hand. An interesting looking boy of about eighteen had passed her bench three times. Each time, she gave him a better view of her big thighs. His third view included a glimpse of the crotch of black panties between white thighs. When she smiled and beckoned, he paused, hesitated, then nervously approached.

Gradually, she overcame his nervousness, got the boy into conversation and then he was sitting beside her on the bench.

"It made me very excited to see you looking up my thighs like that, Marty," she told the boy. "Were you able to get a look at the crotch of my panties."

"Yes," the boy admitted in a blend of shyness and arousal.

"Think of it, Marty. If I hadn't been wearing panties you would have been able to see my cunt. Have you seen very many cunts?"

"Oh no. I never saw a… you know."

"You never saw a woman's cunt? What a pity. I've seen lots of cunts. They're very pretty. Cunts are so soft and pink and then get so juicy when the woman gets horny."

"Gee, you're sure different. I never heard a woman talk like that."

"I like to talk like that. I like everything about sex. I also like to do sexy things."

"What… kind of things?"

"Oh, lots of things. I like to take my clothes off and let a man look at me, touch me, feel me up all over. If the guy is nice, I like to take my bra off and let him feel my tits and even suck on them. I have beautiful big tits and I love to have them played with and sucked. Have you ever sucked tits?"

"No. I never even saw any."

"I'll bet you'd love to see mine. They're so big you'd have to use two hands to handle one of them. I'll bet it would make your cock really hard. Is your cock hard now?"

"Yes."

"Won't it be a shame if you waste your hard-on by just pulling yourself?"

"I… I guess. How did you know?"

"That when you're feeling randy you jerk off? All boys do that and so do most men, I guess. I know I often finger my cunt when I want sex and don't have anybody around to do anything about it."

"Is that the truth?"

"Sure. I fingered my cunt while I was getting dressed today. I had just put my panties on, then I took them down, got a finger up my cunt and I had a lovely come. I'm still so horny. I'd give anything to have a guy with a nice hard cock come to my apartment and fix me up."

"Do you mean it?" he asked, perspiring profusely.

"I sure do. I'd give anything to have a naked guy lying on my bare naked body, sticking his cock up my cunt and giving me a good fucking."

"I… don't have a very big one."

"That doesn't matter, Marty, as long as it's hard and strong. That's what counts in a fuck. Tell me, would you like to come to my place with me?"

"You won't… hurt me, will you?"

"No dear," she told him with an assuring smile. "I'd be so nice and gentle and exciting. I'd take my clothes off a little at a time until I was bare naked. I have lots for a sexy guy to play with while he gets me ready to be fucked."

"Oh yes, I want to. Will you show me how?"

"I'd love to. I've never taught a boy how to fuck. I think it would be lots of fun. Hold on," she said as she looked around and saw that they were not being observed.

Taking the boy's right wrist, she brought his hand under her dress, then felt it brush an inner thigh as she guided it to her crotch where it rubbed on her very warm panties.

"Can you feel my cunt through my panties, darling?" Alice asked.

"Yes… oh yes… oh… oh."

"Do you like the feel of my crotch, my panties, my cunt?"

"Oh yes… yes…"

"Then come on, let's go to my place so we can take our clothes off and have lots of nice, sexy fun."

As they got off the bench, Alice saw that the boy was walking unsteadily and she guessed his knees were weak with excitement. She was glad it wasn't a long walk to her apartment house, and then they were there.

"Home at last," Alice told Marty as she closed the door behind them, then raised the hem of her skirt to make an unnecessary adjustment to a garter tab, giving him a nice show of expanded nylon top and white thigh. "Just relax while I get us something to drink."

Relaxing was out of the question, but the boy waited and then she sat opposite him, a tall gin and tonic in her hand as she gave him a Coke. He noticed that the top of her blouse had been unbuttoned so that he could see portions of both the black cups of her bra and the upper slopes of the big breasts.

"Are you anxious to see my big tits?" she asked and then opened another button.

"Yes. I'd love to see… everything," he replied, his voice breaking, sounding dry.

"I don't blame you, Marty," she said with a smile and slowly crossed one leg over the other to show him the nice contrast between dark brown nylon and creamy white thigh.

"Are you really going to let me see everything?" the boy asked.

"Everything, dear. After I take my panties off, I'm going to leave my garter belt and nylons on, but they won't hide any of me. You'll see everything."

"Everything?"

"Yes dear, everything. I'll open my legs wide so you can see my cunt. I'll spread the lips of my cunt and show you what cunt looks like inside. I'll bend over and pull the cheeks of my ass apart so you can see my little pink bum hole. You're going to see everything today, Marty."

"Oh wow! I can't believe it. I never thought I'd be so lucky."

"You're going to be very lucky today, Marty," Alice told the boy and then, as if to prove her point, she put the glass down unbuttoned the rest of her white blouse and took it off.

"Oh wow!" Marty gasped as he looked at the massive white breasts in the jutting black cups.

"I told you my tits were big, dear," Alice told him with an exciting smile. "Come sit on my lap and have a good look. I may let you feel the cups of my bra and put a hand between. I think you're going to love the feel of my beautiful tits."

Marty almost fell as he got to his feet, then walked to the woman. She smiled as she drew him onto her lap and then put an arm around his waist. "Can you see down in my bra?"

"Y… yes. Oh Miss, this is so exciting."

"Yes dear, it's very exciting. Your cock must be very hard."

"Yes."

"It will hurt if you don't let it out, dear," she told him, then she was unzipping his fly. "You don't mind, do you, Marty?" she asked as she put a hand inside his pants and felt the hardness of his young penis. "After all, if I'm going to show you my cunt, you may as well show me your prick"

With a little difficulty, she eased his stiff penis out of his shorts and then she was staring at it as it twitched with arousal.

"What a pretty cock you have, dear," Alice told him as she played with it, gently. "It feels hard enough to really poke into my cunt to fuck me."

"Oh yes. It never got this hard before."

"Not even when you pull yourself?" Alice asked.

"It gets hard, but not like this."

"Go ahead and feel me up, dear. See if we can make your cock get even harder."

Twisting a little, he reached for both cups of the bra. What he felt was much firmer than he had expected. He had heard other boys talk about women's breast being soft and flabby, but these felt as firm as the firm thighs he was sitting on. Alice kept him playing for a little while, then she drew his face down into the cleavage of her breasts and she felt him trembling, heard him inhaling deeply the scent of woman breasts.

"Soon, dear," she whispered as she rubbed his head, "you'll have my big tits bare naked and you'll play with them and suck on them and everything. I think I'll get up now and take my skirt off. I look very sexy in bra and panties."

Alice helped the boy off her lap, then he stared as she opened the top of the skirt, paused, then pushed it down and it fell around her feet and she stepped gracefully out of it, the boy's eyes feasting on the sight of the big, exciting almost naked woman. Smiling, she licked her lips, then put a hand between her thighs and sighed as she rubbed the warm crotch of the clinging panties.

"Mmmmmm, I love having my crotch rubbed when I'm horny like this. I love everything when I'm really feeling sexy."

"Will you let me feel you right there?" Marty asked.

"I'm going to let you feel me everywhere," Alice said. "First though, I want you to take your clothes off and let me see you bare naked. Hurry up, dear. Strip naked now."

Marty was nervous, very shy about stripping in the presence of a woman, but he undressed as best he could, his hands trembling, and then he was standing naked before the woman, his penis hard and erect, twitching very strongly.

"You have a very nice body, Marty. I'm going to love the feel of it when you're lying on my belly and fucking me with your strong young prick"

"Oh yes, yes. Can we… you know… can we fuck right now?"

"Heavens no, it's much too soon for that. Before we fuck, we have to do a lot of playing so that we'll both be horny and squirmy. Let's go to my bed now so we can enjoy some nice, horny romping while we strip me bare naked."

As Alice led the way, Marty followed, eyes as big as saucers as he watched her walking, her thighs looking big and firm and beautiful in sheer nylons. Her plump behind overworked the sheer black panties through which Marty saw the shadowy crack between cheeks as big as pumpkins, white, smooth looking cheeks that he hungered to feel and to play with.

In the bedroom, Alice turned, smiled, then drew the trembling little boy into her arms and gave him a lesson in kissing, open mouthed, wet, sexy kissing. While their warm mouths mashed together, Alice felt his hard penis throbbing between her thighs and when her hands went to his buttocks, cupping them and pulling him more tightly against her, the boy followed suit, groaning into her mouth as he felt firm buttocks through and around sheer nylon panties.

"You're a good kisser, darling," Alice told him after the kiss as they continued to embrace, each playing with a pair of buttocks. "Did you like kissing that way?"

"I sure did. Kissing is real sexy, isn't it?"

"It is if it's done right, Marty. Playing with bums is sexy too, isn't it?"

"I sure love playing with yours. It's so big and so nice and smooth. I can't wait to see it all bare and rub it and everything."

"You will, dear," Alice assured him. "First though, I'm going to show you the biggest and most beautiful tits you're ever likely to see. You do want me to take my bra off and give you my tits to play with and suck, don't you?"

"Oh yes," he replied with a groan, then he watched the beautiful big woman unhooking her bra.

He felt and heard his heart pounding as Alice opened the back of the bra, then she paused and smiled while the boy waited and then her fingers were on the straps as she licked her lips, then pulled the garment free.

A cry broke from the boy's throat as he stared at an incredibly big, firm, beautiful pair of breasts. On each, a long nipple stood out from the swirling, brownish base. And beyond that, there were those two massive mounds that had the firmness of sculpture, so white, so tempting that he groaned again as she beckoned, then rubbed her breasts as though to show him how to do it. But he needed no guidance as his hands hurried up to the luscious breasts and then he was panting as he played. The skin was smoother than silk, the flesh so firm and as he toyed with her nipples, he felt them get longer and so much harder.

"They're so big and long," Marty told her as he held the nipples between fingers and thumbs.

"My nipples? Yes dear, they're the longest I've ever seen. Once, when I was playing with a naked woman and she told me my nipples looked like a little boy's cock, I lowered myself into her crotch and stuck a nipple in her cunt like a hard cock."

"Ooh, that sounds exciting. Did it feel good?"

Marty asked.

"It sure did, to both of us. I kept rubbing her clit with my nipple until she had a come. She couldn't believe she had really been fucked by a tit."

"Oh Alice, you make me so excited."

"You excite me too, darling. Come to bed now and I'm going to let you suck on my beautiful big tits."

They got onto the bed and then Alice was cooing hotly and sighing as the boy sucked beautifully, making his jaws ache as he stretched his mouth wide to take as much lovely breast as possible. There was added joy for him as Alice, urging him on, kept pulling on the back of his head as his greedily sucking mouth kept trying to pull more and more breast inside.

"Ooh, that's enough for now, dear," Alice said as she took the second breast away from him and they both looked at the highly aroused nipples which had turned from pink to red.

"God, you suck tits better than most men or women who have sucked mine," she told him and he beamed with pleasure.

"Gee, I'd love to see you with another bare naked woman, doing all those things."

"I'll arrange that for you one day, dear," Alice promised. "You'll really go ape when you see two naked women squirming on a bed, playing, kissing, licking, sucking cunts and the works."

"Oh yes… yes… and then I could fuck the two of you."

"Not the two of us, dear. The woman I have in mind won't let a man touch her, let alone fuck her. Still you'll fuck me and we'll both enjoy that. You'll find it very exciting to fuck a woman while another woman watches."

"Speaking of fucking, Alice, when are we going to do that? I'm sure anxious."

"I know you are, dear, but my cunt isn't ready for it yet."

"What does it need to be ready?" he asked, curiously.

"It needs to be very hot and juicy, Marty. It needs to be played with and fingered and sucked and licked. If you can give me a great big come my cunt will be slippery and ready to have a stiff prick pay a visit to fuck it and shoot lots of hot cream up into my belly."

"Oh Alice, you make everything sound so exciting," he told her with a catch in his voice.

"It really is exciting, Marty. Just wait until your face is in my nice warm crotch and you're feeling me up while you suck and lick my cunt. You'll really love that, darling. Not many boys your age get to suck a woman's cunt."

"I know. I must be the luckiest guy in the whole world."

"You probably are, dear," she told him with a smile, her legs parting wide, knees bent up to show him how her panties snugged against what he would soon be sucking. "Feel me up, dear, through my panties, then I'll let you take them off and I'll give you my bare cunt to work on. You're going to love cunt. You'll love the feel of it and the taste of it and it will take you right out of this world when your prick starts shooting cream in it. Think of it, darling, just eighteen years old and you've already sucked tits and now you'll see your first cunt, you'll suck it and lick it and then you'll get your cock into my slit and fuck it. This is a day that you'll remember for the rest of your life."

"Oh Alice," he said with a groan as he rubbed his hands up over the clinging nylons, paused on the expanded tops and then felt satiny smooth skin until one hand went into a very warm crotch and began rubbing on her panties. "Oh, this is so exciting… so sexy… I can feel your cunt through your pretty little panties."

"And I can feel your hand, dear. You have a nice gentle touch. A woman likes that. Sometimes men are too rough when they handle cunts and tits. You're as gentle as a lesbian."

"Oh Alice," Marty said excitedly as he rubbed in her crotch, "your panties are getting wet. Is it pee?"

"No dear, it's not pee. When a woman gets horny as her cunt is getting played with, she gets juicy and some of the juice oozes out to wet her panties. It feels so good, darling. Wet my panties for me and then take them off and I'll give you my ass and my cunt and everything."

Since he required only one hand to stroke the moist panties, Marty used the other to explore as much as he could reach of thigh, hip, buttock and tummy, then his exploring hand reached a luscious breast and he played with it while his other hand went on rubbing wet nylon, thrilling to the feel of soft, warm vulva.

"Oh Marty… Marty," the woman panted, "rub faster. My God, I'm going to have a come with my panties on. I never did that before. I didn't think it was possible. Do it… do it… do it… I'm… uh… coming… Here I… uh… come… rub… now… now… NOWWWWWWW," Alice cried out, her big behind jerked up off the bed, her back arched in passion and then she was squirming wildly, her balled fists pounding the bed as the boy moved back and stared, wondering if something terrible was happening to the exciting woman.

"Did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong?" he asked when she stopped shrieking and jerking.

"Mmmm, you did everything right, darling boy," Alice told him and underlined the words with a beaming smile of ecstasy. "That was a beautiful come. It was also the first time I ever had a come with my panties on. You're really a wonderful lover. Would you like to take my panties off now, or would you like to watch me doing it?"

"I'd like to do it. Imagine, taking a woman's panties down and seeing her bum and everything. Please let me take your panties down. I'll do it nice and slow."

"Great idea, darling," Alice told the boy, then got up and stood close to the bed. "Kneel down behind me, darling," she told the eager boy. "Unveil my beautiful big ass."

"Oh yes… yes," Marty panted as he knelt behind the big, beautiful woman and then his hands went to her panties, not to take them down, but to rub over the smooth fabric which clung to her buttocks like a second skin.

"That's nice, darling. You're teasing both of us. It is such fun teasing and waiting, isn't it?"

"It sure is. I'm dying to make your bum bare, but it makes me more excited to wait like this."

"What a wonderful lover you are, Marty. Go ahead and play, then take my panties down when you're ready."

Sending a hand into her crotch, Alice did some playing of her own. Her panties were wet where she had rubbed and that added to her pleasure. And then she felt the boy gripping the waistband of the stretched panties and he began to peel the garment down.

"Oh Alice… I can see the top of your crack. It's so smooth. Now I can see your bum… cheeks. Oh Alice, I'm so happy… I'm so excited."

"So am I, dear," Alice told him as she took the hand out of her crotch and then she became more so as the boy pressed his face between the upper slopes of her behind, then kissed and licked lovingly between her partially bared nether cheeks.

"Oohhh, that feels so nice, darling. What a sweet lover you are. I love the way you kiss and lick in the crack of my ass. You don't have to worry, it's nice and clean."

He kept his face there for at least a minute then he drew it back and stared at the emerging white rounds as he pulled the panties lower and lower, panting loudly as he bared what he was sure was the most beautiful pair of buttocks in the world.

And then her behind was totally bare, looking so white within the frame of her garter belt and suspenders. When her panties caught in her crotch, he reached gently to free the wet fabric from something very soft and moist, then he drew the garment all the way down and she rested a hand on his shoulder as she raised one leg after the other to step out of her wet panties, the most beautiful sight the boy had ever seen or ever would see, he felt certain.

Holding her by the hips, he brought his mouth back to the massive behind to kiss and lick all over and between the lovely rounds. Her crack was so deep that his tongue wasn't able to penetrate totally, but he didn't mind.

"Oh Alice," he began, panting as he drew his face away, "will you let me see your bum hole?"

"Of course, dear. I'll bend over a little and stick my ass out, then you can pull the cheeks apart and look right into my crack."

The boy trembled anew as the woman bent, her behind got even wider, her crack opened partially, then his hands were on the cheeks, pushing the big mounds of firm flesh apart.

"It's pink," he gasped. "I can see your bum hole and it's pink. It's so pretty, Alice."

"You thought assholes were brown, didn't you, Marty?"

"Yes. I never saw one before."

"You may kiss it, dear. You may kiss and lick my little pink asshole if you want to."

Marty very much wanted to and then his face was pressed into the warmth between her buttocks as he kissed her anus and then brought his tongue into play. He kept his face in her warm valley for a long time and they both loved what he did.

"Better move your face, dear," Alice cautioned the little boy. "I think I have to make a fart."

But instead of taking her advice, Marty pressed his face more firmly into the silken valley. Taking his tongue away from her anus, he opened his mouth as she exerted her sphincter muscles. He felt her anal ring expand and push out. He captured it with his mouth, heard her excited sigh and his muffled groan replied.

For more than a minute, woman and boy remained motionless, silent, then his face came out of her crack and she turned and saw a look of pure ecstasy on his boyish face.

"Oh Alice, that was wonderful," he told her, panting, his penis throbbing as though it would explode.

"You can say that again, darling. That was a first for me. Nobody ever did that to me before and it was wild. I'm so horny now I'm going right out of my mind. Come to bed now dear and I'll give you my cunt. You'll suck it and lick it and then you'll ram that hard little dick into it and fuck me."

Marty hurried to the bed with her and then she was lying on her back, her crotch wide open as the boy stared, panting, wide eyed at the first vulva he had ever seen.

"Oh Alice, your cunt is so beautiful."

"Yes, darling. Bring your face into my crotch now and take my cunt. Kiss my tasty cunt. Kiss it and suck it and fuck it with your tongue. Give me another great big come," she told him, panting, her big behind bouncing on the bed.

Marty brought his face down between the big thighs of the woman, paused to stare at the pink slash, then he parted his lips and brought his mouth all the way down. As he did, he groaned, then the sound was muffled as his mouth became filled with something soft and warm, juicy and very tasty.

"Ooh, Marty, that feels so nice. Just keep on eating my cunt like that," Alice urged as her silken thighs moved up and down on his invading face.

The boy had sensed instinctively that he would enjoy eating in her crotch, but his delight was beyond even his wildest expectations. Beyond the joy of sucking her warm, juicy place, there was the added thrill of having his face and head lost in the warmth of the hot crotch and both his hands went on exploring as he sucked.

"Give me your tongue now, dear," Alice told him. "Do it, baby. Get your tongue up my slit and drive me crazy."

Even before she could finish asking for it, Marty was giving her what she wanted, his tongue flicking into moist, hot vagina like a live thing, probing and lashing so hotly that Alice began to shriek in ecstasy.

That he, a boy of eighteen, could cause the big woman such violent sensations, added to his delight and while he rubbed thighs and hips and rounded tummy with both hands, his tongue kept flicking as she guided it upward until it licked over her clitoris and her body jerked so strongly that for a moment, the boy's mouth and tongue lost contact with the target.

"Find it, darling, find my clit," Alice panted, then the boy brought his mouth back to the center of her crotch, his tongue sought and found her passion bud and he settled down to give her a delicious tongue lashing.

As she lay back, moaning and panting, Alice felt saliva trickling into her already over wet slit, mingling with her own juice and as her erotic cup ran over, she felt the warm juice oozing down into the crack of her behind. She recalled the words of the woman who had introduced her to lesbian fun and games many years before.

"The mark of a first class cunt lapping," the woman had said as they sat on the bed after a lusty romp, "is when you feel juice running down the crack of your ass. If your asshole isn't wet, you haven't been properly lapped."

Applying that test to the boy's performance, he scored big points. Not only was that particular hole very wet, but the way his tongue kept flicking her clit was something like the invention of ecstasy for Alice.

And then she was climaxing, an orgasm that involved every nerve and muscle in her body. As she bounced and shrieked in incredible joy, she was positive that even her fingers and toenails were climaxing as were the roots of each hair on her head. Never in her life had orgasm been so magnificent or so long lasting.

In the first flush of explosion, her thighs pushed the wet face out of her crotch and as he watched and listened in awe, Marty moved up on her and fondled the big, bouncing breasts.

Pulling the boy down strongly onto her body, Alice brought their mouths together in a very wet kiss and as she crushed him with arms and legs, she relished in the taste of her crotch juice on his lips and in his mouth.

"Oh you sweet, darling, darling cunt lapper," the woman said with a sigh after the kiss ended and orgasm passed. "I've never had my cunt so beautifully lapped. I've never had a come as good as that one in my life."

"I'm glad I did it right, Alice," he told her.

"You did it better than right, dear. You eat hot cunt like a devil-angel. I can't believe anyone can do it so well. Oh darling, my cunt is still tingling with joy. It's just glowing like the sun is inside it."

"Would you like me to do it again?" Marty asked her, eagerly.

"Oh darling, yes, I'd love it. Bring your dear face back into my crotch and eat cunt some more. Make more juice run into the crack of my ass."

"Did I do that before?" Marty asked, amazed.

"You sure did, you sweet little cunt lapper. Here check for yourself."

As Alice turned over and gave him her massive behind to check, his hands hurried over the silken rounds and he drew them apart. Her crack looked very wet indeed and as he did a little fingering, his finger slipped easily over the warm fluid.

A finger paused on her anal ring, then he drew a sigh from the woman as he pushed the finger gently into a tight hole as far as he could get it.

"Can I finger your bum hole a little?" he asked her.

"Yes dear, it feels kind of nice. One of these days I'll let you get your cock up my ass hole and you can bugger me. I don't enjoy being bum fucked by big pricks, but your hard, slim one should feel great. Would you like to fuck me up the ass, darling?"

"Oh yes, I'd love doing anything with you. There must be so many things we can do, if you'll show me."

"I'll show you, dear. One day soon, I'll take your cock in my mouth and suck you off. You'll love how it feels when your cock is shooting juice into my mouth and I'm sucking you until you feel like your nuts are being swallowed."

"Oh yes, Alice. That sounds great," Marty told her as he went on fingering her back door until she took the finger away and turned over, her crotch opening wide for him once more.

"It's lunchtime at the Y, dear," Alice told the eager boy. "Lunch is hot and juicy. Come on into my crotch and eat," she told him as her right hand rubbed her very wet vulva.

Marty needed no urging and then he was greedily sucking and licking. There was so much juice that he couldn't catch it all. But while some escaped to ooze into her crack, much of it was sucked and licked into his skilled mouth.

"Oh you darling, darling cunt eater," she urged as hands rubbed his wet hair and pulled his face more firmly into her crotch. "You dear, sweet angel. That's the way to eat cunt, lover. You eat my cunt like a dream. Eat it all up, Marty. Suck, you angel. Suck my juicy cunt. Now baby, now… now… get your tongue in… Lash my clit with your magic tongue… oh yes… yes… yessss…" she moaned as his tongue went all the way from the bottom of her juicy slit to the top where a hard, sensitive passion bud awaited it.

As before, her body jerked strongly when his tongue gave her clitoris the first flick, then she settled back and just went on sighing and moaning and panting as his skilled tongue licked over and around her bud until once more she cried out in glorious orgasm, her body bouncing and writhing until the spasms finally passed and she lay sighing in glowing joy.

"Is there any chance in the world that you're ready to fuck me now, Marty?" Alice asked the boy with a wide smile.

"I sure am. I hope I know how to do it the right way."

"You know how, dear. I'd bet my life on that."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Simple. Anyone who eats cunt the way you did on your first try, will know how to fuck beautifully."

"Is it better if I do it fast, like when dogs fuck?"

"No dear. You'll make it last longer if you fuck me slowly. Mind you, I don't think you're going to last very long no matter how you fuck me, but don't worry. We'll get your cock hard again and your second fuck can last a lovely long time."

"Oh Alice, I'm so happy," the boy told her with a cry of joy in his voice.

"Then climb onto me, get your dick in my cunt and see how much happier you can get. It's fucky-fuck time, dear."

She watched the boy tremble as he knelt between her thighs, he looked down at her, then he groaned as he lay atop her and she held him gently in her arms. Wriggling over her body, he didn't use his hands as he probed her crotch in search of the portal to heaven.

He wasn't having much luck, she noted, so she gave him a hand. The hand she gave him found his hard penis, squeezed it, then guided the head of his tool into soft, very warm, very slippery captivity. He paused, jerked, then their groans mingled as he buried it to the hilt in her and pressed firmly in her crotch as though trying to get it in more deeply as one of her hands patted his bottom.

"That's the way, dear. Your cock feels so good in my cunt. Give me a nice slow fucking, you darling lover. My cunt will suck you dry and you'll feel so good. That's it… that's the way to fuck… See, you're doing it so nicely… That's the way… Mmmm, what a delicious fuck… My randy cunt feels so good. Do you like lying down on a bare naked woman and fucking her up the cunt?"

"Oh yes… yes… yes…" he panted, timing the words to the strokes. "I never felt so good in my whole life," the eighteen year-old told her and she smiled. "Oh… I'm… I'm gonna shoot. Should I pull it out?"

"Don't you dare. Ram that cock to me, lover. Let me feel that juice spurting up my snatch… Fuck me, darling," she panted. "Fuck me crazy… fuck… fuck… fuck… Oh shit, what a yummy fucking you're giving me, you sweet crotch man."

Instinct took control of the boy's body and he began to stroke fast, panting as he hammered penis to her in short, fast jabs, then she heard a gurgling sound in his throat as he came down hard in her crotch and blasted off.

His smooth young body jerked strongly between her warm thighs as his spurting penis throbbed and twitched in Alice's greedily sucking slit. As her arms held him strongly, she brought her strong legs into play and they too wrapped around him as she drained him of semen, then held his weak body on hers for along time as they rested from the fray.

Alice kept her promise to the boy and to herself and together they explored the far reaches of sexuality. She found him always eager to try new and different acts and positions. Before long, Marty was leading her. He gave her some lessons when he went into the bathroom with her and pleaded to be allowed to perform acts which bring a blush to her face as she relates them.

About a year after the beginning of their relationship, an old lesbian friend of Alice's visited town for a week and wanted to play. She was an attractive woman, a few years younger than Alice and when the boy saw her, he was eager to see her naked.

The friend was reluctant about romping with Alice while a boy watched, but she soon broke down and even allowed Marty to strip her, then to suck her breasts, anus and then eat her vagina in his delightful manner.

"Hey, Marty," she told him when her orgasm passed, "it's been fifteen years since any male got into my crotch. You're really something special. I'm not going to let you fuck me," she went on, "but you may eat my cunt anytime you want."

"Thanks, Tess," he told her. "I love to eat cunt. When you need to go to the toilet, I'll show you some other things I like to do."

Marty got off the bed then and made room for the two naked women. For close to an hour, they delighted him by staging an erotic lesbian performance with many variations of many acts.

"I'm ready to go to the toilet now, Marty," the blonde said as she got off the bed. "Were you bullshitting me or do you want to come along and see if you can show me anything new?"

Marty hurried into the bathroom with her and they stayed there for about fifteen minutes. A couple of times, Alice heard shrieks of delight from the woman and she heard many sighs and moans. Knowing what her boy was doing to cause those sounds, Alice lay back on the bed and fingered herself to yet another orgasm.

"My God," Tess said as she emerged from the bathroom, awe in her voice, "this kid is too good to be true. I'll bet not even Catherine the Great ever got that kind of service."

Tess stayed with them for a week that proved to be an almost non-stop orgy. Tess was so impressed by Marty's talents that she even got down on all fours and permitted him to bugger her a couple of times.

And then she was gone and boy and woman resumed their life of joy and sexual exploration. When he became twenty, Marty left home and moved in with his woman. He is still there and life continues to be beautiful for both of them. He is now twenty three and is as much in love with Alice as ever, still as excited as he was on the day she seduced him.

CASE HISTORY FOUR

"Can't you see, Wanda, it's the only way?" Peggy told her lover as they sat naked on the bed, their bodies warm, glowing from shared orgasms on the warm June afternoon.

"But my God, Peggy, seduce my own brother?"

"Why not? Are you suddenly becoming conventional?"

"You know better than that, Peggy. Still, the idea of seducing my brother is a bit much, even for me."

"Check it out, honey," Peggy said in a calm tone. "We have the place to ourselves for the whole bloody summer with your parents in Europe. Between now and back to college day, we can romp like crazy, but the kid hangs around the house so bloody much, unless we let him in on the act, we're hampered."

"I know it makes sense. I don't like having to keep so fucking quiet when I'm coming. Do you think he'd go for it?"

"Are you kidding? Have you noticed his eyes when he sees us in bathing suits? Notice how he peeks whenever we wear skirts and show a bit of thigh. Look, he's probably just discovered jerking off. I'll bet he's never seen tits or cunt. He'd cutoff his right arm to get into our hot panties."

"I suppose you're right, Peggy."

"Of course I am. Remember how we've talked about how much fun it would be to spank a boy? You know I love your beautiful ass, but it would be kinky to have a nice little boy to spank whenever we feel like it, wouldn't it, honey?"

"I have a feeling you're going to win, as usual," Wanda said with a little sigh. "I'll just give it a little more thought."

"You do that, Wanda. Lie back and open your crotch," Peggy told her lover. "I'll do what I can to help the thought process. After all, you do have your brain in your cunt."

Laughing, Wanda fell back on the bed, opened her crotch wide, then sighed as her friend went down on her and, as always, gave her a magnificent lapping that produced another big orgasm.

Minutes later, Wanda agreed that she would seduce her brother and that, for the rest of the long vacation, they would use him to enhance their pleasures.

"What do I do?" Wanda asked with a little giggle. "Do I just walk in on him, naked and ask him if he wants to fuck his sister?"

"Don't be silly. You make a real production of it. I know we'll go shopping. We'll get you a sexy black garter belt, sheer nylons, the works. Maybe even long black gloves."

"You're turning me on, Peggy. A riding crop too?"

"Don't be nutty. We don't want to damage his tender little ass, just color it."

While they shopped, the two young women made their plans for the seduction of the boy. There was an air of tension in the house as they ate dinner and if Trent didn't know what it was about, his twenty-one year-old sitter and her twenty year-old lover did.

After the meal, Peggy and Trent worked in the kitchen as Wanda went to bathe and dress. Trepidation had passed and was replaced by erotic excitement for Wanda as she prepared to relieve her brother of his innocence and make him a partner in far out sex.

After attaching the sheer black nylons to her garter belt, she slipped into a pair of sheer black nylon panties and added a lacey black bra, then went to the mirror to check.

"Jesus," she said under her breath as she admired her reflection, "when he sees this, he's probably going to go off in his pants."

When she walked into the kitchen, Wanda saw her brother's eyes go wide and he almost gasped aloud.

"Wow, get a load of all that, Trent," Peggy said to the boy as they stared at Wanda. "I'd say she could give a stone statue a hard on, wouldn't you?"

Trent didn't answer, probably couldn't have even had he tried, but his penis was standing stiffly at attention as he looked at the expanded nylon tops which showed at the hem of his sister's very short skirt, then looked at the open front of a white blouse where he could see portions of black cups, plus tempting slopes of milky white breasts.

"Are you… going out like that?" he managed to ask his sister, his voice breaking a little.

"Hell no. I'd get raped if I went on the street in this outfit. I just felt like getting dressed up."

"I may rape you myself," Peggy said, causing the boy to blink in surprise, then she gave his another jolt by going to his sister and putting a hand into her crotch.

"Get your hand off my cunt, you randy bitch," Wanda scolded and pushed the hand away.

"Shit, honey, you dress up like that and then call me randy," Peggy said with a little laugh, then, moving behind Wanda, she flipped the hem of her skirt high to show Trent how his sister's black panties covered very little of a very beautiful behind.

The boy caught a quick glimpse of perfectly rounded white buttocks and a shadowy valley between, then the skirt fell into place. The game was on according to plan.

"That did it, Peggy," Wanda said in pretended anger.

"That did what?" Peggy asked.

"It earned you a spanking, that's what."

"Oh no, Wanda. I'm sorry," Peggy said, almost sobbing. "I'll be good."

"It's too late for tears, Peggy. I'm taking you to the bedroom. I'm going to take your panties right down, you are going to lie over my lap with your bare bum turned up and my hand will spank you until you're howling for mercy. Is that clear?"

"Please, Wanda. I'm sorry. Won't you give me one more chance?" she asked and rubbed her bottom through her faded denim jeans.

"You know better than that, Peggy. When I say I'm going to spank you, I spank your ass and that's that."

"But Wanda, Trent will hear. He'll hear your hand smacking my bare bum and he'll hear me crying. Make him go out until it's over."

"This is his house, Peggy. He may stay in if he wants. Maybe he'll like the sound of a woman getting her bare ass spanked."

"Oh no, Wanda. My God, I'll die. I'll know that he's listening and that he will probably have a hard-on thinking of my getting my bare ass smacked with my panties down to my knees."

"I suppose he will, but you should have thought of that earlier. Go to your room and wait for me. Take your blouse off but leave everything on until I get there."

"Yes Wanda," the beautiful young woman said meekly and then she was rubbing her bottom as she walked slowly out of the room.

"Are you really going to give her a spanking on the bare bum?" Trent asked his sister.

"Of course. Since we room together at college, we have to have rules. When I break any of them, she spanks my ass."

"Do you spank hard?" Trent asked.

"Hard enough to make the bum cheeks red all over. When she's getting her ass warmed, you'll hear her howling plenty, but don't let her scare you. A good spanking never hurt anybody."

"Doesn't it hurt to get spanked right on the bare bum?"

"It stings and it brings tears that are very real, but I wouldn't say it hurts. While you're being spanked it's like your bum cheeks are on fire and you cry: but as soon as it stops, there's a hot tingling sensation that's really yummy."

"You mean you like to get spanked?"

"Uh huh. Sometimes I breaks rules deliberately so she will spank me. She does the same. That's what she was up to when she was grabbing at my cunt and showing you my ass."

"Wow! I sure got a lot to learn," Trent said, almost sadly.

"Well you can start now. If you want to, you can be close to the bedroom door. You'll hear everything. I want one promise for you."

"What is it, Wanda? I'll promise anything."

"I want your promise that no matter how randy you get, how hard your cock is, that you won't go off. Promise?"

"Yes, Wanda. I promise," he told his sister, blushing.

Her hand went to the front of his pants and she felt a very hard tool throbbing there. "I want to feel this cock hard and dry when I've finished spanking Peggy's bare ass. If it is, you'll get a reward that will really blow your mind."

"And if I don't, are you going to spank me?"

"Nothing as pleasant as that, brother dear. If you let your cock go off, we'll strip you naked, tie you down on the bed and I'll give you a hard strapping. I can tell you, you wouldn't like that. When I use a strap or a switch on a bare ass, I'm really mean."

"I promise, Wanda. Gee, I wish I could see you giving her a spanking."

"Perhaps another time, dear. Here," she added and the boy gasped as she casually removed her blouse to display an excitingly beautiful pair of white breasts that were snugged into the low cut bra, "hang this over the back of a chair."

While her little brother blinked, Wanda turned and walked from the room. She smiled as she thought there was a distinct possibility that threat or no threat, he would go off in his pants. If it did happen, she told herself, it would only delay his seduction a little and in the meantime, Peggy's educated tongue would serve all her needs.

"All right, Peggy," Wanda said loudly as she closed the bedroom door behind her, and her brother moved close to it, "I'm ready to warm your beautiful bum."

"Oh Wanda, please don't spank my bum. Please give me one more chance."

"Don't be silly. Take your jeans down to your knees."

"Yes, Wanda. Look, I'm taking my jeans down. There, they're right down to my knees."

"That's nice. You look very pretty in your little red panties. Your bum cheeks are going to be the same color as your panties when I'm finished spanking them."

"Oh Wanda, why are you taking your skirt off?" the boy heard Peggy ask.

"Because when I'm spanking your ass, I love to feel you squirming on my thighs. I really enjoy spanking your pretty bum and making you cry."

"Oh Wanda. You're so beautiful, so sexy. I could fall to my knees, take your panties off and suck your cunt."

"I may let you suck my cunt later, Peggy, but first I'm going to give you the spanking you deserve. Take your bra off and let your tits hang out."

"Oh Wanda," the woman sobbed, "not that. You don't have to have my tits bare to spank my bum, do you?"

"I don't have to, but I'd like to. I'll see our reflection in the mirror while I'm spanking your ass. I want to see your beautiful big tits all bare and swaying while you cry and squirm across my thighs. Come on, let those tits out at once," she snapped and the boy trembled as he doubted that he would be able to avoid going off in his pants.

"That's better, Peggy. Come closer to me. I'm going to play with your tits before I spank your ass. My, what lovely tits, you have, Peggy. It's a shame Trent can't see what I'm doing. Mmm, they feel so nice. Hold still, Peggy, I'm going to give each of your tits a little sucking. Mmmmmm…"

"Oh Wanda," Peggy said loudly as she stood close to the door, "you shouldn't suck my tits like that. It makes me so embarrassed to think that Trent may be listening. He'll know you're sucking my tits and that my nipples are getting long and hard. Oh Wanda, no… no… not my other tit. Don't suck my right tit too. Oh Wanda… oh… oh… ooohhhhhh…"

Outside the door, the boy was almost doubled over as he fought to resist ejaculation. His right hand kept moving to the front of his pants in desire to grab at his penis, but he resisted the urge, sure that just one touch would be enough to cause him to starch his underwear and pants.

"There, I'd say your tits have been well sucked Peggy," Wanda said, winking at her lesbian lover. "Now I'm ready to take your panties down and spank your bare bum good and hard."

"Oh Wanda, please, take it easy. My poor bum is so tender. You're going to make it all hot and red, aren't you?"

"That's right, Peggy. I love spanking your beautiful bum. My hand will spank hot roses all over your pretty cheeks. Hold still. Turn your back. Ready now. Down go your pretty little panties. Keep still while I peel these panties down and see you ass. There, your ass is nice and bare. My, how white these cheeks are, but they'll soon be very red, won't they?"

"Yes. Oh Wanda, please let me off without a spanking."

"Don't be silly, Peggy. Come now, lie down across my thighs and show me how nicely you can turn up your lovely white ass for a spanking."

With much sobbing and pleading, Peggy draped her body over her lover's lap and wriggled as she positioned herself. Taking her time, Wanda played with the firm, white cheeks as she scolded Peggy, then she began spanking.

Through the door, the boy heard the sounds of scolding, spanking and crying. His breathing was rough, almost painful and the state of his throbbing penis was no more comfortable. He tried to picture the sight while resisting the compelling urge to take his penis out and jerk off all over the door.

The sound of an open hand slapping bare buttocks went on and on as Trent wished he had kept count. He guessed that Peggy must have taken close to a hundred spanks and wondered how anyone could endure so sound a bottom smacking. And yet, he recalled what his sister had told him about enjoying very hard spankings. It was very confusing, but wildly exciting, for all of that.

"Trent," Wanda called loudly. "I want you to come in."

"Oh… sob… no… no…" Peggy cried out in pretended protest. "Not when I'm… sob… like this… my ass all bare…"

But even as she was saying the words, the boy pushed the door open and gasped loudly as he walked into the room to see the beautiful nude over his sister's thighs, her beautiful red behind so enticingly presented.

"I want you to see what a well spanked ass looks like," Wanda told her brother. "Isn't that a beautiful sight?"

"It sure is. Oh Wanda, I'm so excited."

"Did you go off in your pants, Trent?" his sister asked as she played with Peggy's hot, red nether cheeks.

"No. I sure am close though."

"Try to hold on if you can, dear. Your reward will be well worth it."

"I'm sure trying, Wanda. Oh, isn't her bum pretty. It's so red and look at all those little goose bumps."

"A good spanking will do that, dear. Here, feel how hot her bum cheeks are. Go ahead and rub them a little if you like."

Blinking in disbelief, the boy paused, then groaned as he put a hand on each of Peggy's buttocks. The skin felt so hot, the flesh so firm as he squeezed and rubbed. Squatting, he tried to peek between Peggy's legs for a view of her crotch, but her thighs were close together and he was foiled.

"All right, dear," his sitter told him. "Go out and close the door now. We're going to finish up our little session."

"Are you going to spank her some more?"

"No dear. To complete her punishment, I'm going to have her take my panties off, kiss and lick my ass and then suck my cunt. If she does it nicely, I'll reward her by getting my face into her horny crotch and giving her a nice cunt lapping. We both have such tasty cunts," she added and licked her lips.

"Oh p… please, Wanda. Let me stay and watch. I never saw a c… cunt."

"Not this time, dear. You're going to learn a lot about cunts, very soon. Away you go now and don't be concerned if you hear some strange sounds. Peggy and I tend to yell lots when we're getting our cunts sucked and licked and we come."

Reluctantly, the boy started toward the door, paused to turn and steal another view of Peggy's beautiful body, rose red buttocks especially, then he left and closed the door.

He listened intently and heard hotly whispered words, sighs and groans, then he heard Peggy shrieking that she was going to come. When she did, she was very noisy indeed.

There was a pause, then they became active on the bed again, giving Trent plenty to listen to.

"Oh yes, darling," he heard his sister say, "play with my cunt a little before you start sucking it. Oohhh, that's so nice. Make my cunt very juicy so you'll have plenty of drink when you're eating me out."

Listening outside the door, Trent trembled as he tried to picture his beautiful, naked sister with her face buried in Peggy's crotch, sucking and licking a lovely sexy thing that he had never seen. He wondered what his sister was offering as a reward and hoped with all his might that it would involve his knowing what a naked woman's crotch looked and felt like. That Wanda would allow him to put his hard penis in there was beyond belief, but perhaps if he were very lucky, she would show it to him and let him touch it.

And then Wanda was shrieking in orgasm and Trent felt his penis throbbing some more, threatening to make his pants very wet and sticky, but once again, his brakes held and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wasn't that a sexy performance, Trent?" Peggy asked as she came out of the room wearing bra and panties, brilliant red showing on her buttocks where the panties didn't cover.

"It sure was. Didn't that spanking hurt something awful?" he asked.

"I loved every smack of it," she told him with a grin. "Getting spanked is much more fun then getting fucked. In fact, it's as thrilling as getting your cunt sucked and licked. If you're lucky, you'll learn that and have a lot of fun with two sexy women around to keep your bum warm and your dick hard."

"All right, Trent dear, you may come in now," Wanda called and, his eyes widening, Trent reached for the knob, opened the door and went into the room.

"Aw, Wanda," he said, heartbreak in his tone, "you're all dressed again. I thought…"

"Clothes can come off you know, dear," she told Trent. "Taking them off or watching a woman doing it, can be very exciting, very sexy."

"Then you mean…?"

"I mean lots of things, dear. You're going to have a lot of fun. Would you like to squat and look up my skirt?"

"Oh yes," he replied with enthusiasm, then he was on the floor, trembling as he looked up to see how the tops of her nylons caressed her lovely white thighs. He gazed at a black garter belt pressed against satiny white skin, saw well filled panties, front, center and rear where they covered only a small portion of her beautifully rounded behind.

"You like, dear?" Wanda asked.

"Oh yes. Do I ever. Oh Wanda."

"Then go ahead and feel, Trent. Feel me up. Start at my knees and work your way up as far as you want."

His hands trembled so that it was difficult to make them obey the signals from his brain, but then they were on her thighs, rubbing and squeezing and patting, moving upward, over the nylon tops. She heard his broken groan as his hands touched her bare thighs and kept working upward. Another cry broke from his throat as one of his hands went into her crotch while the other claimed one lovely buttock.

"You're good, dear," his sister told him. "You really know how to feel a woman up. Can you feel my cunt through my panties?"

"Yes… yes. Oh Wanda, it feels so soft and warm. It feels like your panties are wet. Did you pee a little?"

"No dear. That nice cunt lapping Peggy gave me left my cunt very juicy. That's cunt juice you feel on my panties. Give me a nice kiss, dear, right on the crotch of my hot panties."

She felt her little brother's hands move, felt warm breath in her crotch, then his mouth was on her panties. Rather than just kissing her, she felt him sucking and then licking.

"Ooh, that's nice, dear," she told him. "I love it when you suck and lick my panties like that. Would you like to be doing that without my panties being in the way?"

She interpreted his muffled groans as an enthusiastic affirmative and smiled. Wanda had wondered if she would be able to go through with seducing her brother, but there was no doubt in her mind then. The early stages of the actual seduction drove her wild with arousal and she sensed that it was going to get better and better as the game went on.

Unlike Peggy, Wanda loved sex with males. In fact, it's safe to say she loved sex with anybody and had been giving a lot of thought to trying to get mounted and humped by a nice big dog. But the thrill of her little brother's excitement at being seduced was so great that it was her most thrilling sexual encounter ever.

"That will do for now, darling," she told the boy. "My ass could use a couple of kisses, then I want you to get up."

She turned, his head still under her dress, then he was fondling and kissing her bottom, through and around the tiny black nylon panties and he made her squeal when he licked up her crack.

"Is that all?" Trent asked sadly as he got to his feet.

"That was only the beginning, dear," Wanda told him and smiled hotly. "Strip bare naked now. I want to have a look at your cock and balls."

Trent tore at his clothes as though they were on fire, then he stood proudly naked while his sister eyed his stiff, throbbing erection. For a kid, she decided, it was quite big, big enough and strong enough so that when it was inside her vagina, she would be very much aware that it was there.

"My dick isn't very big, is it?" he asked.

"I think it's a lovely size, dear. I don't like cocks too big. I like them slim and hard. Yours would feel great in my cunt and, come to think of it, I'd like to try it up my asshole. Did you ever bum fuck with any boys?"

"No, I never did anything like that. All I ever did was pull myself."

"Things are going to start looking up for you, dear," she told her brother as he stood trembling before her, his penis looking so eager to bury itself in her body and fire the pent up charge that seemed to cause his sac to swell.

"Are you going to let me… you know… between your legs?" he asked, nervously.

"Do you mean fuck, darling?"

"Yes… yes…"

"Then the answer is yes, dear. I'm going to be all bare naked, you'll play with my beautiful tits, you will suck them, you'll play with my cunt and suck it and when you have me so horny that I'm screaming, you'll ram that hard cock into the slit of my cunt and fuck me and shoot all that hot juice up my twat. How does that sound, you randy young fucker."

"Oh Wanda," he replied and groaned, but that was an acceptable answer to his sister as she unfastened the top of her dress, gripped the hem with both hands, paused for a brief tease, then slowly pulled the garment up and over her head to pose for him in black bra, panties, garter belt and nylons. Wanda gathered her brother into a sexy embrace and kissed him wetly, warmly, but when she felt his penis throbbing between her thighs, she eased his away, not wanting it to go off there and delay the planned seduction.

Turning her back to him, she unhooked her bra slowly, held it in place, then stripped it off with a sigh. Wanda tossed the garment away, turned to smile at her brother as he feasted his eyes on her lovely, naked breasts, then she was sighing as she fondled the firmly jutting beauties and making her nipples harden and elongate.

"Playing with nice firm tits is such fun," Wanda said. "I love to play with Peggy's tits and suck them and I love having her do it to me," she added as she raised her right breast, bent her head and slowly licked her tongue over the nipple. "Want to try, dear?"

Trent very much wanted to try and as she took her hands off her breasts, he put his there and fondled them lovingly. After a lot of playing, Wanda fed a breast into the wide open mouth of the boy and he delighted her with the gentle manner in which he sucked. Wanda rubbed his head and tugged gently as he sucked both her breasts, then she announced that it was time for her to get out of her panties.

With her back turned to her brother, she wriggled her beautiful behind, rubbed her hands teasingly over the cheeks, then began slowly peeling the clinging garment down to bare a beautiful behind, one that was at least as lovely as Peggy's, perhaps even more so, he told himself as he watched buttocks and crack come into clear view.

Trent managed to restrain himself until his sister let her panties fall in a puddle around her feet, then he threw himself down on his knees behind her and went into an orgy, his hands and mouth and tongue ministering to the beautiful behind of his big sister.

After a few minutes of that, Wanda felt his right hand moving over her mons veneris, fondling there, then going on into her crotch. She sighed loudly and he groaned with hot desire as his hand found her soft, warm, moist vulva and he rubbed it gently at first, then with greater intensity.

"It's time for us to get on the bed, darling," she told her brother and they hurried there.

"Are you gonna let me fuck you in the cunt now?" Trent asked.

"Not yet, dear. That would cheat you of half your big reward. First I'm going to let you look at my cunt, handle it for a while and then I'll allow you to suck and lick hot juicy cunt until I have a great big come. After that, I'll lie on my back with my legs wide apart, you'll get on top of me, shove your prick up my juicy cunt and fuck me."

Lying back with her legs drawn back over her body and spread wide apart, Wanda showed her brother what a woman's vulva looked like. At the sight of it, she thought he was going to cry and then his hand was very gently exploring it, feeling the softness of it, spreading the labia to stare into the juicy place and then he was tentatively working a finger in and out of the slit.

"Come and eat juicy cunt, darling," she urged the boy. "Get your mouth on my cunt and discover the sheer joy that is yours when you suck and lick tasty cunt."

When the boy was a bit slow in making the contact, his sister pulled on the back of his head and he gave a muffled cry as she pulled his face hotly into her crotch, his mouth right on her vulva.

"Suck, dear… suck," she told him, panting. "Suck hot juicy cunt and make me ready to fuck. That's better, Trent, that's the way. Be greedy when you eat cunt. Let me hear you slurping in my crotch. Oh darling, that's better. It feels so good. You're getting the hang of it now, darling," she urged the boy on, "oohh, I love the way you eat cunt."

And then the boy was obviously delighted in the game and when she told him to get his tongue into her slit, she felt him respond at once, the tongue probing, licking each touch sending fresh tremors racing through her naked body.

With very little difficulty, Wanda guided the tongue to her clitoris and after only a little licking there, she went howling into orgasm. Aroused as she had become, what she experienced then was one of her strongest and best ever as the orgasm went on and on until she thought it would never end. But it did eventually and she sighed warmly, her eyes and her words assuring her little brother that what he had done he had done beautifully.

"Now that you've tried it, dear, do you like eating hot, juicy cunt?"

"Oh yes," he replied with enthusiasm. "I'd like to eat your cunt often. I'd like to suck Peggy's too. Do you think she'll let me?"

"Oh, I suppose so, if your cooperate."

"What do you mean, Wanda?"

"Well, if you join in our spanking games and give us a lot of pleasure, you'll get to suck both our cunts often."

"I will, Wanda, no matter how much it hurts my bum and makes me cry. Will Peggy let me fuck her too?"

"No dear, she doesn't swing that way, but I'll let you fuck me often, both up my cunt and my asshole. Sometimes," she went on, "I'll jerk you off over my tits or take your cock in my mouth and suck you off and drink your warm cream. I love sucking cocks and I have a hunch you will as well."

"Oh yes, Wanda. I'm sure I'll love having you suck my cock. Can I fuck you now? My cock is feeling a bit sore."

"Poor dear, no wonder it's sore. That poor prick has been so hard for so long. Come on, darling. Lie down on top of my bare naked body, get your cock in my cunt and go ahead and enjoy your very first fuck. Relax, dear," Wanda told him as he clambered over her body, "you should never hurry about fucking. Fucking should be savored slowly."

At that moment, the trembling boy had no understanding of fast or slow or of anything except that he was mounting his beautiful, naked sister and that soon he would have his throbbing tool buried in that juicy slit that had been such a joy to suck and lick.

"I'll help you, darling," Wanda told him as she reached between them, found his penis and guided it into her vagina. "There you are, dear. Your cock is in my cunt. Drive that stiff cock in to the roots and then go ahead and fuck me so you can spurt cream way up my cunt and into my horny belly," she urged, giving him a slap on each buttock.

"Oh yes… uh… yes… yes… yes… I'm fuckin' you," the boy panted in awe as he stroked in his sister's warm, juicy slit. "I'm fuckin' you in the cunt with my cock. Oh, it's so good… so good… so good," he panted in time to his very exciting stroking. "Oh Wanda, I'm layin' down on your bare naked belly and I'm fuckin' you right up the cunt like a man."

"That's right, dear, only you're better than most men," his sister told him. "I just adore the way you fuck me, my sexy little brother. You're a great cunt lapper and a great fucker. I didn't think you'd be able to last so long. Let me feel that stiff cock jabbing my cunt, darling lover," his sister urged and he was pleased to give her what she wanted.

And then time ran out for the boy as he felt the strong churning in his loins. He tried to hold it back, wanted the thrilling act to goon longer, but there was no way he could resist his body's demands.

"I'm… uh… gonna shoot my… uh… cream up your cunt," he panted.

"Yes baby, yes," his sister told him and tightened her arms around his sweating body. "Fuck me fast now and shoot your cream up my cunt. Shoot it to me lover. Fill my cunt with cream so it will ooze out and run down my thighs."

And then his body was jerking strongly in her crotch as he pumped his charge to her, grunting and panting as though in the throes of death. At last he was drained and he just lay panting on his sister's lovely body while she stroked a smooth back and girlish buttocks as she told him how great the act had been for her as well as for him.

After a little while, Wanda called Peggy who hurried into the room, naked, her face registering erotic excitement.

"Did you fuck him?" she asked eagerly.

"Did we ever fuck. He's good, Peggy. He eats cunt as well as any guy I've ever known. He fucked me beautifully. Christ, that cock of his was as hard as stone."

"I'll take your word for it, honey," Peggy told her. "I'm sticking to my rule. No cock will ever touch me as long as I live. I've had more than enough of fucking."

"Gee, I don't know why you don't like fucking, Peggy," the boy told her as he continued to lie on his sister. "I thought it was great."

"Good for you, kid. We just won't discuss it. When I feel in the mood, I'll let you play with me and suck on my tits and cunt, but when it comes to fucking, whether cunt, asshole or mouth, you'll have to count on your horny sister. She'd fuck a bull moose or a Mack truck."

They laughed, then the young woman agreed that after their tiring session, they could use a drink. Trent went to the kitchen with them, all three totally naked, and he began taking lessons in mixing drinks.

Later, all three dressed for dinner and as they ate, they chatted about what they would do that evening.

"Seeing as how you two were so naughty today," Peggy told Wanda and Trent, "I think I'm going to have to do my thing and punish you."

"Oh oh, there are going to be a couple of red asses," Wanda told her brother, a gleam of excitement in her eyes.

"I sure hope I like it," Trent said, sounding doubtful.

"Don't worry, dear. Even if you don't like it, I can assure you it won't kill you and then after it's over, the fun goes on. Think how you'll enjoy eating two cunts."

"Oh yes. I'll take all the spanking she wants to give me."

"You'll do better than that, dear," Wanda told her brother. "You see, Peggy is going to punish us for our fuck, but it was her idea. That kind of hypocrisy has to be punished."

"Are you going to spank her again?" Trent asked with the same eagerness.

"I'm afraid I'm too tired. She has so much ass to spank. Do you think you could handle it for me?"

"Oh wow."

"I warn you, it's a lot of work. You'll have to strip her naked, take her across your thighs, play with her bare ass, then spank it until both cheeks are red as roses. Do you think you can do all that?"

"I can sure try. You really don't mind, Peggy?" the boy asked.

"You're going to have to learn the game, Trent," the woman told him. "We don't ask questions like that."

As they did the kitchen chores together, Trent stole a few glimpses under dresses and a few feels of thighs, breasts and buttocks and, when they started for the bedroom, his penis was stiff and throbbing, ready for another round of lovely lust.

Trent was eager to get started, but he had to wait as his sister and Peggy moved into a passionate embrace and kissed in mounting arousal. Not wanting to be left out, the boy crouched behind Peggy, reached up under her dress and found nice things with which to occupy himself. When he heard no objections, he moved to her side and found that in that position he was able to get his other hand up his sister's dress. Four thighs, as many buttocks and two warm crotches not only kept him from being bores, but kept his hard penis twitching with desire.

After a while, the women got onto the bed and began to writhe in passion. Their clothes got nicely out of place so that Trent had plenty to see and touch, then Peggy took her partner's panties off, hurried her face into her crotch and began sucking wetly, noisily.

While she worked, Trent pushed her dress a little higher up, pulled her panties down and, after kissing and licking her lush buttocks, he buried his face in the crack between them and went on to do some sucking and licking of his own. "Mmm, what a come," Wanda enthused after she stopped shrieking through a lovely orgasm. "Would you like one now, darling?"

"No thanks," Peggy told her. "I'll save that for after my spanking. It still turns me on more if I'm waiting for a come while I'm getting my ass spanked."

Sensing his part in the game was about to begin, Trent hurriedly stripped naked and proudly displayed his erection to the women.

"Oh Trent," Peggy sobbed, "I'm so afraid. Please don't strip me naked and spank me on the bum. You'll make me cry."

Having heard his sister play that game with Peggy, the boy knew what was expected and he sounded firm as he turned down the woman's pleas for mercy and scolded her as he took her dress off.

Still scolding, he played with her body for a while as he unhooked her bra, then had her kneel before him and took her lovely breasts in hand, making her squirm as he fondled the lush cones and elongated her beautiful pink nipples.

And then she was standing between his legs, sobbing as he slowly took her panties down and had her step out of them. He took time for a little more scolding of the woman and his hands were busy as he did so, one exploring the lush, plump buttocks, the other savoring the warm moisture he found in her crotch.

Peggy's sobbing turned to convincing crying as she lay across his thighs and then, after a little more playing, he began spanking. His sister had to tell him to spank harder and after that the sounds of loud spanking and crying rang through the house.

Peggy's lovely buttocks were so firm that they barely joggled as he slapped and his hand bounced off after every thrilling smack. He panted as he felt heat spreading over the twin rounds which took on color excitingly.

That his sister was an excited observer was obvious as she took her dress off, pushed her panties down and fingered herself to another strong climax.

"Do I have to stop now?" Trent asked his sister when he saw that Peggy's buttocks glowed fiery red from the tops of her buttocks all the way down to where they curved down to meet her contrasting white thighs.

"Mmmm, let me see," his sister said as she reached for her lover's buttocks with both hands and fondled the fiery rounds. "You've done a pretty good job, dear. These nice red cheeks feel hot. I think five more spanks on each one should do it."

Peggy began to cry more loudly and kick her legs, but that only added to Trent's pleasure as he resumed spanking, making each slap hard. He sensed that Peggy would repay him in full measure when her turn came, but far from frightening the boy, it only added to the arousal that kept him tingling with anticipation.

When positions were reversed, Trent howled like a baby, his legs kicking while Peggy's hand slapped erotic fires in his tender behind. Through the first dozen or so spanks he was afraid he wouldn't be able to take it, then, to his amazement, everything changed. Each slap of the woman's hand planted new fires in his buttocks and while the hot sting was fierce, he waited impatiently for the next one. In that one brief session he discovered the erotic joy of pleasure-pain and though he cried loudly and showered the carpet with real tears, he wanted the bottom smacking to go on and on.

When he got up from Peggy's lap, his penis was very stiff and twitched excitedly as he rubbed his hot behind while the woman congratulated him on how well he had taken his first sound spanking.

"It was great," he said, between sniffles. "Now I know why you two enjoy spanking so much. My bum feels so hot and tingly, so good."

"I get the impression that your cock feels pretty good too," his sister teased and gave it a squeeze, then she was ordered to present herself to Peggy for her spanking. Just a minute later, she was howling and kicking her legs as she lay naked on Peggy's lovely thighs while her buttocks hotly changed from white to pink to bright red.

As she spanked, Peggy's beautiful breasts bobbed wildly, adding to the boy's delight, then he moved around, viewing the spanking from different vantage points, including one in which he crouched between Peggy's feet, staring at the pink slash in her crotch while she spanked his crying, squirming sister.

After the spanking, Peggy would have been delighted to have her brother mount her for another taste of intercourse, but Peggy protested.

"I want plenty of cunt lapping tonight," she explained, "and I don't want to eat a cunt that's full of cock juice."

By way of compromise, the women allowed Trent to suck them both to climax, provide a dessert course of nice anal reaming, then his sister went down on him and, taking hard penis into her mouth, she sucked him until he drained his charge in her mouth, she sucked him until he drained his charge in her mouth and was too weak to protest, even had he felt like doing so and he didn't.

Through the rest of the vacation period, Trent gained not just a degree in sexuality, but qualified for a doctorate as his sister and her friend. And then it was as though his life had ended.

Wanda and Peggy went back to college when his parents returned from their extended vacation and, after months of orgy, he had nothing. Trent thought he would lose his mind and he even contemplated suicide.

And then came a flash of hope. He was passing the kitchen door one evening when something his mother said to her husband caused him to stop and listen.

"No wonder the kid left home as soon as she reached age," Trent's mother said. "That woman didn't just spank her as a matter of discipline, she was getting sex kicks out of giving her spankings and strappings."

"Oh come on, dear," Trent's father said. "Are you sure you're not exaggerating?"

"I'm very sure. I've seen her eyes when she described those spankings and strappings in intimate detail. I tell you, dear, she was almost climaxing as she talked about it."

Trent's body was suddenly covered with sweat. He knew the woman they were talking about and his mind told him that if she was that crazy about spanking and had lost her victim, then she must be as desperate as he.

The thought stayed with him and grew in intensity so that he found it hard to get to sleep that night. Next afternoon, he hurried to the woman's house after skipping two classes.

"Please, Miz Carson," he stammered, blushing as the big woman opened the door, "can I talk to you. It's important."

"What on earth, Trent? Of course. Come on in."

Trent had difficulty beginning the conversation as he looked at the woman, saw the strong arms, the bulge of big, mature breasts and the outline of thighs that would be big and beautiful to lie across for spankings, thighs between which he hungered to bury his face and suck his thanks.

Gradually, he found courage, then he was blurting the words.

"…please… I'm going crazy… I need spankings… make me cry… make my bum all red and hot… do anything for you… suck your cunt… your asshole… anything… please…"

At first there was shock on her face, but that passed and Trent's heart gave a leap as he saw the smile, the hot excitement in her eyes.

"Where did you develop this taste, dear?" the woman asked, her tone confidential and exciting.

"I can't say. It was two woman. They taught me but they're gone away now. I'm going crazy," he told her and his hands went to the seat of his pants to rub his sadly neglected behind.

"Two women, was it?" she asked with a strange smile. "Your sister and her beautiful friend spent the summer at your house. They didn't go out much."

As she looked at the boy, he blushed furiously, aware that she knew, feeling guilty at having spilled what was to have been a secret.

"My my, Trent. You really are a naughty boy, aren't you. How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"Eighteen, and you've been doing sexy things with two women, have you? You've been sucking cunts? You've also no doubt been sucking tits and, judging from what you've said, you've been sucking and licking assholes. Is that true?"

"Y… yes… oh please… please… You're so big and strong."

Without replying, the woman went to the door and locked it. As she returned to the boy, he saw her dazzling smile, then she turned it off and replaced it with a stern expression as she went to an antique desk, opened a drawer and took out a wide leather strap and tapped it against her right leg.

"I can see that you are a very naughty boy, Trent," the woman told him as he trembled. "It's obvious that you need to be taken in hand. You require sound discipline. Are you going to submit to the discipline you deserve?"

"Oh yes," he gasped as he looked at the strap and almost felt it curling around his naked behind.

"Prove it, Trent. Strip naked this instant."

His fingers trembled as they worked on his clothes, and then he was standing naked before the woman as she looked at the stiff, twitching penis that said so much more than words could.

"Punishing a boy is very warm work Trent," she said as she turned her back to him. "Open the top of my dress."

The trembling boy was barely able to do so, then he let a cry of lust escape him as she removed the dress and showed that she was wearing a black corselets which hugged her big figure so excitingly, showing how it stretched to contain big breasts and buttocks. Below the garment, a garter belt held the sheer, dark brown nylons in an erotic caress of big thighs. Just below the edge of the corselets, he saw that panties, and black nylons, snugged in a crotch that promised to be hot and moist, a place where, as his buttocks blazed, he would drink greedily.

"Follow me to my bedroom, Trent," she commanded. "Your training is about to begin."

He didn't follow too closely, wanting to enjoy the view of the excitingly big, strong looking woman in the exciting, clinging garment. Those thighs would be so smooth and warm, her behind looked so wide, so much to be kissed and licked. Was there any hope in the world, he wondered, that one day, that big behind would be turned up naked over his lap with color spreading as he spanked it?

In her bedroom, the woman put the strap down and sat on an armless chair. Her knees wide apart, she allowed him to watch as she rubbed a hand hotly over the crotch of her panties, then she issued a command and the boy sobbed as he went to her and lay across the beautiful big thighs which were not as firm as the thighs he had known, but felt so smooth and just nicely soft. As he wriggled into position, his stiff penis twitched against silken skin and the woman played with a pair of white buttocks as she scolded her naughty boy.

She spanked hard and Trent cried loudly as he kicked his legs and squirmed, but always there was that twitching, stiff penis to tell her how much he was enjoying the punishment as her big hand kept rising and falling, slapping from cheek to cheek, increasing the volume of his crying and the hardness of his penis.

And then the crying boy was on his feet, rubbing hands over glowing buttocks, trying to focus through wet eyes on the beautiful, exciting woman as she opened the top of the sexy garment and pulled it down to her waist, baring huge, exciting breasts.

"Suck," she commanded as she picked up the strap and, as Trent hurried to obey, she curled the leather around an already burning behind.

Holding one breasts with both hands, he sucked warmly, greedily, his body jerking each time the leather strap was brought down across his behind and thighs. And then Trent was sucking the other breast while her big thighs rubbed together in heat.

Kneeling on command, he managed to strip the garment down her thighs, down to her feet and she stepped out of it, naked, then picked up the strap again.

"You are going to suck my cunt and my arsehole until I tell you to stop," she informed him in the same curt tone. "If you refuse, my strap will burn your ass. Get down on your knees."

Trent licked his lips in anticipation of a visit to the steamy hot regions between her thighs and between her plump buttocks, then he looked at the strap which dangled from her right hand and the threat became more thrilling than was the promise.

"No," he snapped, his eyes shining, "I won't suck your cunt. I won't suck your ass either and you can't make me."

The woman was barely able to conceal her smile of joy as she realized how totally masochistic the exciting boy was.

"We'll see about that, Trent," she replied, her tone surprisingly calm as she slapped her thigh hard with the strap. "Bend over, grip the arms of that chair with both hands and keep your bare ass turned up. After my strap has kissed it enough, you'll beg to suck my cunt and my asshole. Start dancing, you stubborn little bastard," she said, the strap whistled through the air and he cried out loudly as it caressed his behind and fires flared anew.

Trent cried and danced through a severe strapping and then he was on his knees, his arms wrapped around her big thighs as he begged.

"Oh please… let me… please let me suck your cunt… Let me suck your asshole and curl my tongue right up it… Oh my ass… my bum… it's so sore… please let me suck you and make you come in my mouth…"

Dropping the strap, the woman took her wonderful boy to her wide bed, her big thighs flew apart, he stared at the long gash in her white crotch, drooled at the sight of it. Then his mouth was fastened to it and he was sucking hungrily, his face and head seemingly totally lost in the crotch of the big, beautiful woman.

She climaxed strongly, almost broke his neck as she held his head in her crotch with her thighs scissoring, then Trent was sucking again, sucking and lashing the juicy interior of her slit with his skilled tongue.

After her third climax, she'd had enough for the time being, so she rolled over and then she was on her knees with her head down on the bed, her wide, white rump arched high, cheeks parted to display a surprisingly tiny pink anal ring.

"Suck, Trent. Suck and ream and be good about it or your ass will pay dearly."

Trent knew he would want many more strappings from the exciting woman, but not that day, so he buried his face as he went to work on her behind with mouth and tongue and she kept moaning and panting until, after a long time, she took her behind away from him, turned over and pulled his face back into her crotch. After two more orgasms she decided that she'd had enough for one day.

At least she thought it had been enough until she saw that his penis was still throbbing with desire and that there was a look of pain on his face that had nothing to do with strapping and spanking.

She smiled warmly as she held her arms up in invitation, Trent gave a little cry as he moved over her, then he was lying on her warm, fleshy body, his stiff little tool pistoning in an excitingly slippery, hot vagina. When he fired his charge into her hotly sucking depths, she held him very tightly.

This time, fate was much kinder to the boy and he didn't lose his partner. He visited her often and, about once every four trips, she allowed him to play the daddy role and as his hand and the strap slapped her big behind, Trent visited the outer reaches of heaven, then the roles were reversed and he eagerly served her with his behind, his mouth and tongue and then ended the session lying on that lush body, his hard tool blasting semen deeply into her hot, wet depths.

Each time Trent's sister returned home on vacation, Trent took her to visit the wonderful, mature woman. Wanda loved it from the outset and though the big woman had never even tried lesbianism, Wanda taught her, eagerly and her sex life became further expanded.

When Trent's parents died, his sister had graduated from the university and had taken a job in the same city. The children were left with a very big estate and they decided to take the older woman into their home as a housekeeper and sex partner.

The arrangement has been going on for five years now and all concerned are more than delighted with every aspect of it.

CASE HISTORY FIVE

Linda had been trying to ignore sexual hunger all day. In fact, she had been trying to ignore it all through nine months, since her divorce.

She had gone to the basement recreation room of her suburban home to clean it up in an effort to take her mind off her problem, but that hadn't worked either. Instead, she found herself pushing her shorts and panties down and reaching into her crotch to meet the issue.

"Damn," she muttered, "why in hell didn't I go to my bedroom where the vibrator is?"

Since she had learned so much about masturbation, Linda knew that the vibrator provided much better orgasms than her finger did, but she didn't feel like pulling her clothes up, making the trip upstairs and starting over again. That would have broken the spontaneity she had felt when taking her pants down.

"What the hell, at least I'd better close the drapes," she told herself. "There's no point in entertaining the neighbors while I'm fingering my twat."

Just as she approached the window to reach for the drapes, she saw Barry, the boy who lived next door. He had opened the side gate and was leading her dog, Knute, out of her yard and into his.

"What the hell is he up to?" she asked and, forgetting about masturbating for the time being, she stood and watched.

It wasn't long before she found the answer to her question.

Barry's family dog, Cleo, a big Collie, was tied in their yard because she was in heat. "The little bastard," Linda gasped. "He wants to get her screwed so he can watch."

And she was obviously right.

Through a gap under the shrubs between the two houses, she saw Knute race toward the bitch. It was a grey, overcast day, but she could see clearly as the animals sniffed at each other. She saw Barry too, and his motivation was obvious as he crotched in the bushes, his fly open, his penis in very obvious erection as he played with it while staring at the animals.

Knute made an attempt to mount the bitch and as his body went up, she watched the skin peel back along his penis. She hadn't seen him with an erection before and was amazed at the size of it.

"Christ," she gasped aloud and her hand went back to her crotch, "that cock is as big as Charlie's." It was a reference to the husband she had divorced when it became obvious to her that he preferred to share his penis with a nineteen year-old secretary rather than with her.

The bitch squirmed away from her dog, they did some more playing and so did the aroused boy in the bushes. So, for that matter, did Linda.

Until then, she had been mostly curious, but the sight of the dog's big tool was all she needed to push her out of vague sexual hunger and into overpowering desire.

"Don't take no for an answer, Knute," she whispered as she slipped a finger into her slit. "Ram that bloody great cock up her cunt and fuck her silly."

As though her dog had heard and understood, Knute rose again, partially mounted the bitch and the skin peeled back over his testicles as he looked for an opening in which to bury his big bone.

It was obvious to Linda, as it was to Knute, that the bitch wanted what he had to offer and as she watched her dog shift the position of his feet to get into serious action, her finger began to move fast in her vagina which had become hot, juicy and receptive to the digital invasion.

"Get it in, Knute," Linda panted. "Ram that beautiful big prick up her cunt. She's horny for it. Ram it to her. Fuck her," she spat the words as her finger worked hotly in her slit.

"Oh Jesus," she gasped aloud as she watched her dog go onto the bitch, driving half the length of his penis home in the first stroke, then he kept pushing over the Collie as he rammed more and more penis into her until it was burled.

Linda didn't have to watch what her finger was doing, it knew the way, so she was free to watch her dog humping the bitch and to see the boy furiously pulling at his hard little penis.

It was all new to Linda. Never before had she watched a serious mating of dogs, nor had she ever seen a male masturbating. Of the two, she didn't know which excited her more, so she went on watching both.

Despite the poor light, she could see her dog's rod glistening with juice as it pistoned in the bitch at such a furious rate that it was almost a blur.

"Oh Christ what must it feel like to have a big, stiff prick going that fast in your cunt?" Linda asked as she drove her finger at almost the same pace. "Christ, what a glorious fuck that would be."

She saw the boy take his hand off his penis and wondered why he had stopped while he was still hard, then she guessed that he wanted to stave off ejaculation until the animals had finished their act and the game was over. Since she didn't have that problem, she went on fingering until her body was jerking in strong orgasm and she was panting loudly.

In the course of the climax, her shorts and panties had fallen around her feet, so she stepped out of them and, nude from the waist down, went on watching the show.

It proved to be a perfect mating, both animals happy with the course of events and then her dog dismounted the bitch, the swivel of his penis permitted him to stay buried in the animal as the two stood almost back to back.

Linda had read enough of animal mating to know that her dog would stay inside the bitch for a long time and that his semen would keep shooting into her to ensure that she became impregnated.

"I wonder how it would feel to get that kind of a fast fucking with such a big cock, then feel the lovely thing still inside and shooting juice?" she asked herself, then decided it was time for some more fingering so she went at it.

Looking out at the erotic scene, she noticed a strange expression pass over the boy's face, then she looked down to see the reason for it. He was holding his stiff penis and his semen was spurting in a high arc and splattering on the right hip and side of her dog.

She smiled, then the smile was replaced by an expression of almost agony as the second orgasm tore through her. After it passed, Linda looked out again and saw that Knute had withdrawn his tool and was lying beside the contented looking bitch, licking up the boy's semen as though he found it very tasty.

"What a way to end a good fuck," she told herself. The boy had put his spent penis back in his pants, the animals were finished, so Linda picked up her shorts and panties and carried them with her as she went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink. It had been quite a session and she was tired, her body wet with sweat, but she was content. Or so she thought.

Thoughts kept flashing through her mind as she sat with her bare behind on the edge of the kitchen counter, sipping the drink. Almost without exception, they were thoughts of her big dog, of his magnificent penis, of the speed with with it had pistoned in the slit of the bitch.

And then the thoughts turned in a direction that she tried to resist but couldn't.

Linda had read erotic stories in which women had mated with animals. In a magazine she had found behind her former husband's desk, she had seen photographs of naked women down on all fours, big dogs mounted on their arched behinds, hard dog penis thrust into soft woman vagina.

At the time the pictures had shocked and revolted her, but there was no horror or revulsion then as she though of the pictures and the reality of her beautiful big dog, and his larger than life penis.

The thought stayed with her and became stronger and more compelling. It was as though her mind and her body were in a state of war. Her body told her to try it, to bring the Dane into her bedroom, strip, allow him to sniff in her crotch for the scent, then get down on all fours and hope for the best.

But her mind resisted. "Christ Linda, so you're horny," said her mind, "but you're still a human being. You're not a bloody animal."

She finished that drink, poured a second, then decided that a warm bath may help her relax and get thoughts of sex with an animal out of her mind. As she soaked in the tub, she thought again of the boy. She thought of how sexually aroused he must have been to have engineered such an act. Gradually, the thought process changed as she wondered how delighted the boy would be to be in a bedroom with a beautiful woman rather than jerking off in the bushes while watching dogs mating.

And Linda was nothing if not a beautiful woman. She was just thirty-three years old and her figure was still such that men turned for second looks. Her face was beautiful too, especially when she was able to hide the bitterness of rejection divorce and sexual frustration. How thrilling it would be to share all of this with an eager, innocent young boy of eighteen, one who had probably never seen the body of a woman, who had never seen or touched breasts and thighs and buttocks, who had never seen what a woman looks like between her thighs.

The thought persisted, growing in strength until Linda found herself kneeling up in the tub, her finger again hard at work in her vagina. When she climaxed, her shiny wet breasts bobbed wildly and her behind, glistening, jerked out of control.

Over the next twenty-four hours, Linda did a lot of thinking, most of her thoughts frightening. With her two daughters in residential school from Monday to Friday, she had more than enough time to think. Gradually, she narrowed temptation down to two alternatives. On the one hand, she could bring the dog into her bedroom and experiment with bestiality. On the other, she could lure the boy into her house and, without any difficulty at all, Linda felt certain, seduce him.

Both alternatives were morally wrong, she reminded herself, but she wasn't able to reject them on that basis. Eventually, she broke down and chose one. She felt something of a sense of relief as she told herself that she was going to bring the boy to her house and relieve him of his innocence while savoring the feel of a hard, young, human penis in her vagina.

Pretending to ignore the boy, Linda began trimming the shrubs. When she reached high, she knew that the hem of her short dress rose to display her tanned, smooth thighs to the boy. Using peripheral vision, she confirmed that he was looking and liking.

And then she began trimming lower branches, her back to him. "I wonder if he has seen my panties and ass cheeks yet?" she asked herself, then reached for a lower branch and made sure that he did. She was aware that her panties covered only a portion of her behind and that there were thrilling contrasts of tanned thighs, white buttocks and black panties.

No normal male could fail to be excited by that, Linda thought, and especially not a boy that was probably still a virgin, being so hungry for sex that he had to jerk off while watching dogs mating.

"Oh hell," Linda said under her breath, "if I keep on at this, I'm going to get all sweaty. If the little bugger isn't randy enough to be seduced by now, he never will be."

As she turned, she saw him move suddenly toward the side door of his house.

"Have you had enough of the sun?" Linda asked.

"Oh… I… uh… I'm just going to get… uh… a drink," he stammered and then she realized that he sounded so guilty because he was going into the house to masturbate, perhaps in the basement where he would be able to get a good view of her through the window.

"I'm in the mood for a drink myself," Linda told the boy. "Come on with me. I have ice cold lemonade in the fridge."

He seemed reluctant, yet he was too polite to refuse, so he followed Linda into her house. Barry went to the kitchen and took the glass of lemonade she offered, then she poured herself a drink and they went into the living room where the sun drapes had been drawn and the room was pleasantly cool.

Linda waited until he sat, then she sat opposite and slowly crossed her legs, making sure that he had plenty of tanned thighs to look at. She tried to engage him in casual conversation, but he was nervous and she knew why.

"What the hell, Barry," she said and winked as she drew the hem of her dress a little higher. "Go ahead and look at my legs. They're really quite beautiful, aren't they?"

He tried to reply but managed little more than a blush.

"I understand that boys are shy, Barry," she said, her tone warm. "I think it's silly though to say that a boy shouldn't try to look at a woman's thighs if she shows them. Come to think of it, now that I don't have a man around to give me the kind of sex I'd like, it feels good to have a young man looking at me like that."

Barry looked as though he couldn't quite believe his ears, but Linda was gently persistent and it wasn't long before the boy was staring intently as she raised the hem of her dress a little higher and showed him where the tan on her left thigh ended and the white of her hip began.

"I'm really enjoying being with you like this, Barry," she told him. "I'm feeling very naughty. Imagine if anyone saw us like this. It's been a long time since I've let a man see this much of me. Do you really think my legs and thighs are pretty?"

"Oh yes," he responded quickly.

"Did any woman ever show you this much thigh before?"

"N… no," he answered and gulped, rubbing the palms of his hands on his jeans.

"I could show you a little more, if you really wanted me to," she went on with a dazzling smile. "I'm in such a naughty mood today. I'd even like to let you have a little peek at the way my black nylon panties hug my white bum. Would you like to see that?"

"Oh yes," he gasped.

Linda winked, then turned her body slightly over on the couch. She reached behind and slowly pulled the hem of her dress up and heard another gasp from the boy as she showed him a buttock that was only partially covered by the black panties.

"I think I have a nice bum too," she told him. "My bum cheeks are smooth and firm and white. Doesn't this cheek contrast nicely with my little black panties?" she asked as she patted, then rubbed the hand over panties and bare portion of cheek.

"Oh Linda," the words broke from his throat in a strangled sob.

"Come on over, dear. I like you and I'm having fun. You may have a little feel if you want to. Would you like to feel how my panties cling to my nice smooth bum?"

Barry made a little croaking sound, tried to get up and failed, then he tried again and got to his feet, unsteadily, as though his knees were very weak.

"Do… do you really mean it?" he asked, his voice breaking.

"Sure I do, dear. My bum feels nice, but it's no fun feeling it myself. I'd like to have somebody else do it for me."

Barry almost fell as he hurried to the woman, then he was on his knees beside the couch, his right hand trembling as he reached for her partially exposed behind. His hand touched her panties, squeezed a deliciously firm buttocks and when she sighed, he groaned loudly. The hand held there, then it moved to the apex of the cheek, squeezed again, the rubbed down to the bottom slope where there was no nylon between the hand and the satiny smooth skin.

"Ooh, Barry, that feels so nice," Linda told him, then turned over a little further so that he could see both lush cheeks.

As she did, her right hand hurried to the front of her dress and quickly opened three buttons. She allowed him to play with her behind for a couple of minutes, then she sat up, smiling, the front of her dress open to show how twin, white breasts fitted into the semi-cups of the black bra.

"You're making me so excited, so naughty, dear," she told the boy. "Do you see anything else you'd like to touch?" she added and drew her dress a little more open. "Aren't my tits nice and smooth and white? Don't they make you want to reach inside me and dress and feel them?"

Again, all the boy could manage by way of reply was a dry croak, but his hands moved into her dress and then one was trembling on the upper slope of each breast, the tips of his fingers moving into the smooth valley between.

"Mmm, what lovely, gentle hands you have, Barry," Linda told the boy as the sound of his labored breathing seemed to fill the room. "My husband was always so rough when he took my tits. He used to grab at them and hurt me. You handle my tits like they were precious jewels. Have you ever felt a woman's tits before?"

"N… no. Oh Linda… oh… oh… uh," the boy panted as he worked his hands into the cups of the bra to feel more of the beautiful breasts.

"Oh, Barry," Linda whispered as she put her arms around him. "What are we going to do? I know I shouldn't be doing this with you. I mean we're not married or anything. I'm so hungry for sex, dear. I'm feeling so excited that I don't want to stop."

"N… neither do I. Do we have to stop?" Barry asked with tears in his eyes and in his voice.

"I don't know what to do, dear. Your hands feel so good on my tits and on my bum. It makes me want to feel them in other places, like between my legs. I feel so hot and excited right in my crotch. Do you have a hard-on, Barry?"

"Yes. Oh please, Linda, don't make me stop."

"I should, Barry. I should make us both stop, but I'm so weak," she told the boy as she took him by the left wrist, took the hand out of her bra and guided it into her crotch.

"Oh, Linda. I can feel it. I can feel it right through your panties."

"So can I, Barry. I can feel you rubbing my cunt and it feels so nice. Oh Barry dear, I can't fight any longer. I'm going to give in. Shall we go to my bedroom and take all our clothes off?"

As the boy almost shouted his eager agreement, they rose to their feet and as they began walking toward her bedroom, Linda pulled her dress over her head as the boy stared hotly at her lovely body, and the little triangle of black nylon and the narrow strip of her bra covering the flawless white skin.

And then the bra was gone as she reached the bedroom door. Looking beyond the woman, he saw her breasts reflected in her mirror, then he saw her hands go to them to play with them as he hungered to do.

Pulling on his head, Linda parted her thighs and then he was kissing what he hadn't yet seen, sucking the soft lips into his mouth as she urged him on.

"Oh Christ yes, Barry… Where did you learn that… Suck my cunt, darling… Suck my cunt and then we'll get on the bed and fuck. Think of it, darling, you're going to fuck me. You are going to lie down between my pretty legs and bury your cock in my cunt. Suck, darling, suck. Ooohhh that feels so nice. Do it some more. Use your tongue, Barry. Try to get your tongue inside my cunt so you can lick up my honey. Oh… uh… uh… oh yes, Barry. Oh Christ… you're licking my cunt just like that and I'll have such a lovely big come and then we'll fuck. Oh darling, you're so good."

It was quite by accident that the boy's tongue had found a hard, sensitive little clitoral bud and the way he licked it assured Linda that she would climax quickly and strongly and then as he kept licking, his hands playing with lovely firm buttocks, promise became reality and she held his face hotly against her crotch as her body jerked in beautiful orgasm.

"I'm sorry if I frightened you, dear," Linda told the kneeling boy when she was able to talk. "That was such an exciting come you gave me. I thought I'd go right through the roof."

"Are you really going to let me fuck you?" he asked.

"Let you? I'm going to insist on it. In fact, if you don't fuck me, I'll bite your dick off and chew it up."

Barry laughed, but stopped quickly as Linda threw herself down on the bed, her legs wide apart and he stared in awe.

"Oh Linda… I see it… I see your cunt."

"Yes darling. I'm showing you my cunt," she told him as she parted the lips to let him view the shiny wet interior. "I'm giving my cunt to you to look at, to play with and to fuck. Isn't it exciting, darling? Think of it, you're going to fuck a woman. I'm so excited about giving you your first fuck. Do you want to play with my cunt before you fuck it?"

He did.

"Mmmm, I just love the way you play with my cunt, dear," Linda told the boy as he gently fingered her while his other hand explored her bottom and thighs. "I just adore having a nice, gentle man play with my cunt and suck it and lick it."

"I'll suck it again if you like," Barry told the woman.

"Oh yes, please. Bring your face right into my crotch. Give me another lovely cunt sucking and licking and give me another big come and then we'll have such a lovely fuck and you'll shoot all your hot juice right inside my horny cunt."

Later, alone in the house, Linda wondered why she felt no guilt about what she had done. Rather, she felt only an increasing excitement. She thought a drink would help her settle down, but it had the opposite effect. If Barry's parents hadn't been at home, she would have phoned him to visit her for another go around, but that was out of the question.

It was in that state that she happened to glance out the kitchen window and see her Great Dane lying in the yard. Without even pausing to consider the matter, she walked to the door and called him.

Linda trembled with anticipation as she led the beast to her bedroom, removed her negligee and rubbed her vulva. It was still wet and hot from her session with the boy and she was panting with arousal as she rubbed it, fingered it and made her crotch very wet before calling the dog to her.

To her delight, he sniffed, then his tongue came out. He licked avidly, his tongue feeling delightfully rough on her tender lips, then the feeling was even better when she parted the lips and he licked between them. Her body gave a strong jerk as the rough tongue lapped over her clitoris and as he kept licking, she told herself that if she could keep his tongue working, she would achieve the miracle of being lapped to orgasm by a dog.

Seemingly only seconds later, the miracle happened. When he persisted in trying to keep licking, Linda had to pull away from him and, throwing herself face down on the bed, her body jerked in deliciously strong spasms.

And then she became aware of something different and realized that the dog was partially on the bed and that a big, strong, wet penis was rubbing over her buttocks as the beast tried to hump her.

"Oh Christ, he'll go off if I don't stop him. I can't let him waste that beautiful hard-on," she panted as she fought him off, then hurriedly knelt on all fours on the carpet.

The dog mounted her instantly, but because of the length of his legs, his penis was jabbing in the air high above her.

Once more Linda wrestled herself away from him, then she grabbed pillows and folded bedclothes and made a thick pile. She knelt on it, her upper body lying on the bed and the panting animal again mounted her naked, trembling body.

Linda groaned as she felt the weight of the dog, then his penis hit the bottom of her left buttock. He was very close, she told herself as he jabbed again, the head of an enormous tool hurting her as it hit the edge of her vulva, just failing to penetrate.

The animal jabbed again and Linda cried out in joy as he drove what felt like a foot of penis into her slit. He kept jabbing until she expected to feel the end of his rod in her throat and then he was buried inside her, stretching her slit as no man ever had, penetrating more deeply than a penis ever had.

"Oh sweet Jesus, what a fuck," she panted aloud as the beast went into high gear his tool flashing at a rate of speed she couldn't believe.

She felt saliva dripping on her and that added to her delight. Linda became a bitch then a bitch in fierce heat as her animal introduced her to the world of bestiality and made her love it.

"Ride my ass, you lovely big fucker," she panted as he more than obeyed. "Oh lover, how you fuck. You're like a machine, a big fucking machine. Tear my cunt apart. Fuck me to death. Oh Jesus… oh fuck… fuck… fuck… oh what a glorious fucking fuck."

And then it became even more glorious as she climaxed. Despite her jerking and shrieking, the animal went on with the humping. It was agony and ecstasy for Linda as stiff, strong penis went on thrusting while her body exploded and her clitoris felt raw, but he refused to stop.

There was a moment when Linda wasn't certain whether she would die or just faint, but neither happened and then orgasm passed and still that slippery piston kept ramming.

"Oh yes… yes… shoot it to me," Linda panted as her bestial lover began twitching against her behind as semen spurted into her and her vaginal walls sucked on his tool.

Knute kept pumping fluid into her until she thought she would die of internal drowning, and then she took command as her greedily sucking vaginal walls became too much for the animal to handle, and whimpering, he spent in her then withdrew his rod and tiredly curled up on the carpet to lick tasty vaginal juice from his spent member.

"I can't believe it," Linda told herself as she went to the kitchen, naked, juice oozing down her inner thighs from an overfilled vagina. "In one day I've fucked a boy and a dog. Oh my God, no body can feel so good. I think I'm going to die of happiness."

Instead of that, Linda lived in happiness and is still doing so, three years later.

Three years later, and Barry is still a handsome, virile young man whose penis and tongue continue to delight his woman. She is the only woman in his life and, he assures her that she is the only one he ever wants.

He doesn't mind sharing her with Knute, and each time the big animal mounts Linda, Barry trembles with excitement. He crouches low so that he can enjoy a close view of the big animal penis thrusting in her stretched vagina and, too often, Barry admits, he goes off in the air before Knute goes off in Linda.

Woman, youth and dog constitute a most unusual menage-a-trois, but it is an extremely happy one and promises to go on being so indefinitely.

Content

Guenter Klow
Sirens and studs

CASE HISTORY ONE

CASE HISTORY TWO

CASE HISTORY THREE

CASE HISTORY FOUR

CASE HISTORY FIVE