"There," she said, smiling as she gulped the last drop of his come and sat up beside him, "that'll take some of the pressure off, so we can go longer from now on and have some sort of self-control. You like that, love? I just adore eating tender young cocks, and yours was absolutely delicious. I'm going to have to have lots more of that real soon. But now, while your dick is recuperating, honey, I want you to return the favor for me. Have you ever eaten pussy, Paul?"
"Just twice," he admitted. "When it's clean, it's great. It arouses the hell out of me, I know that."
"Wonderful. Because as soon as you get aroused again, I have a surprise for you, darling," Shirley told him.
She went to the foot of the divan and Paul knelt before her. As she. pulled her thighs up and backward to her chest, mashing her bounteous breasts together, her cunt rose to meet his smiling mouth. He began to lick and tongue her slippery twat. I could see his tongue penetrating her hot opening, and her happy sigh told me that the young boy was doing pretty well in satisfying her. After a minute he withdrew his oral weapon and concentrated on the wet clitoris that glistened at the top of her slit. Her movements and whimpers informed me that she would soon be coming, and I saw her leg muscles tighten, then her whole body stiffened.
"Oh,. that was a good one, for a quickie, but look out now, angel, because they'll be coming a lot faster and bigger from now on. Once I come, it triggers off a chain reaction in me till I'm satisfied. And it's been so long since I had a boy! God, I needed you, and needed that! You're in for the wildest session you've ever had, I'll guarantee you that! You'll get the benefit of all the fantasies I've ever had, baby, I promise you. Now, turn around and get on top of me, but head the other way, so I can eat that delicious cock of yours again. You stay on top, working on my cunt, and we'll. sixty-nine our way to heaven. There, that's right, yes, right there."
Paul had turned around so that his cock was right over her face. His arms were under her knees, keeping her legs on her chest and bringing her hot cunt directly into his tongue's line of fire. He bent his head to the delightful task that faced him, and they began nibbling each other. Then I saw her hand creep from his buttocks to the crack of his ass, and one finger pressed lightly on his asshole. He stiffened. She turned her head away from his cock for a moment.
"Relax… I won't hurt you. And remember, anything I do, you return the favor. O.K.?" She resumed sucking his dick after moistening her finger with spit. She then slid it slowly up into his anus, one knuckle's worth at a time, till it was clear in. I knew that she was massaging his prostate and was building a new sensation in his gut and balls as she stimulated his penis, his rectum, his entire body, with her lustful, gentle ministrations.
Paul, too, slowly inserted his finger into her pink rosebud of a hole, and was pushing it gently as he nibbled and kissed and sucked on her juicy clitoris.
Suddenly she pushed him away and said, "Baby, you have to fuck me now, because I can feel that you're about to come again, and we don't want to waste another load of that precious come, do we?"
"Well, I… I don't… well, do I have enough there to fill you up, I mean, to satisfy you, Shirley?" He was hesitant and a little embarrassed.
"Oh, hell, is that all that's bothering you, love? Here, come on. Let's do it this way then," she said, and placed herself on all fours, with her lovely big round ass pointed toward him. "Come on, baby, we can do it dog fashion, and you'll find you have plenty of cock to satisfy me."
He positioned himself behind her and lay gently across her back. Reaching back under, she grabbed his cock in her hand and rubbed the head of it a few times in the juices that fringed the edge of her cunt lips. "When I say push, you shove it in me, Paul. I'll guide it. All set? PUSH!"
I could see her lift her hand up and drop her hips simultaneously, so that his cock was centered on her puckered brown asshole. She thrust her lush soft ass backwards against his belly, and his eager young cock was trapped in her tight rectum.
For a moment he had no idea where he was, and began to pump in rapid, short strokes. She took one of his hands and led it around her belly to the mouth of her cunt and began rubbing the crevice. Her arms reached back around his thighs and held him closely to her, and they pumped happily away for a few minutes.
"Tight enough, lover?" she asked, smiling.
"Hey! This is great! God, you sure are snug for a grown-up woman," he enthused. Then he must have looked down, and seen that his cock was buried in her asshole. A bewildered look came over his face, he stopped moving, and said, "But wait a minute, I'm in the wrong hole, Shirley!"
"Bullshit!" she exclaimed. "You just keep it right there, and keep working your hand on my cunt, and you'll give me a really big thrill, lover. C'mon, keep humping. You want to please me, don't you?" She laughed. "There's no such thing as a wrong hole, darling – whatever tickles both of us is good."
Paul began rhythmically stroking in and out of her tight hole again, and I knew that it was getting to him – it was probably the tightest hole he'd ever been in, considering the size of his prick. In no time he let loose his load, and I knew by the silly grin on her face that she had felt the hot stream of his young sperm coursing upwards into her guts. I saw her thigh muscles spasmodically twitching as she clamped and relaxed her ring, milking him of every last ounce of come.
He rolled off her and lay on his back, exhausted and delighted. "Boy, that was great, Shirley. But I always thought that only homos, you know, queers, did it that way."
"Silly child. Of course not, Paul. Every woman has erotic zones all over, and the anus especially is the next best to her clit, and it's much tighter, so that way we both get satisfied. Any complaints?" she kidded him.
"Lord, no," he smiled. "But I never knew any girls that did it that way before."
"That was your trouble, honey," she said. "All that the little girls know is to put it in their cunts. No variety, no technique, no talent. That's why you need your big mama to teach you all these fun things. Now you just lie down and rest and put your handsome head on my breasts and let me cuddle you. You're my boy, my lover, my man. I'm going to take real good care of you every way you've ever dared to dream of. There, just nurse these big bouncy tits of mine. They're all yours."
I closed the secret sliding window through which I had been observing Paul and Shirley, and returned to my office. It looked as if I'd recruited another satisfied pair.
I fiddled with some necessary paperwork for a little while, then, shortly before eleven o'clock, Jim Fieser, the sheriff, came in, accompanied by a tall gentleman about fifty years old, well dressed and conservative appearing. I shook hands with Weldon Stone as we were introduced, and directed Jim and Stone down the hall to their assigned room. In a couple of seconds Betty and Linda entered, and I informed them where to go.
"When do I get you again, Doc?" Betty asked. "You're the greatest cocksman I've ever known, and you sorta spoiled me. Although," she added, "we're having a real ball this way, I gotta admit."
"Yeah, me, too," Linda chimed in. "I'd like a repeat ride with all your special variety, first chance kou get."
I promised them both a meeting real soon, and they went on down the hall. In ten seconds, Betty was back, mad, cursing, stomping, irate.
"What the hell is going on, Doc? You just blew the whole shebang! Do you know who's in there with the sheriff? Judge Stone! The same son of a bitch that put me on probation eight months ago for being a juvenile delinquent. Good God!. How in hell did he get hep to our group? Doc, we're all dead now!" She was hysterical. "He has sent up a dozen kids or more the last couple of years."