As if suddenly awakening from a trance, the tallest of the three, a dark-haired youngster who was obviously looked upon as a leader and whose hard cock was evident at the front of his jeans, swaggered over to her and put one hand on the curve of her waist, then eased that hand up until it was cupping her tit.
"Fucking is exactly what we came here for, baby," he said, boisterous now, playing a role in front of his friends, but his nervousness was betrayed by the slight tremble Tara could feel in the hand that now flexed over her tit. He slipped his other hand high between her naked thighs, eased it upward until it was cradling the thick bush of her cunt, and said, "If it's fucking you want, fucking is what Bill Dillon is gonna give you. A real fine fucking! I got firsts!"
This last he threw over his shoulder to his friends, who stood watching with awed expressions, and now one of them called, in a voice that cracked, "I got seconds!"
"Shit!" said the third boy, who like the youngster standing beside him had blond hair, worn long in the current style. "I guess that means old Murphy gets to fuck last! Again! As usual!"
"Nobody fucks first, nobody fucks second, nobody fucks third," Tara said softly, but with a tone in her voice that made her words seem to ring loud in the room. She closed her thighs to momentarily grasp the hand that was caressing her pussy, then whirled away from Bill Dillon and said, "I can handle all three of your cocks at once. Think the three of you have enough to handle me?"
"I got all the cock you can handle, and maybe a little bit more," the boy named Kenny bragged, now full of bravado, arid with quick movements of his hands he tugged out a cock that, while not the longest Tara had ever seen, was among the thickest.
"Do you think you could suck all that?"
Tara looked directly into his eyes as she stepped close to him, kissed him quickly and lightly on the lips, and put her hand on the thick, hard shaft of his prick.
"Honey, I'll suck it until your asshole turns inside out," she promised him, stroking his prick with her fingers. "Since you were first to ask, you're the first one I blow. Now bring that hard tool on in the bedroom. If I have to wait any longer for some cock from you three, I swear I'll end up on the floor, fucking myself with my fingers."
Her legs were trembling and her beautifully curved ass rolling enticingly as she turned and led the way into the tiny bedroom, where she had left a single lamp burning on a table beside the bed. Its light made even more arousing the youthful bodies of the three boys as they began to shed the almost identical tee-shirts, jackets and jeans that they wore like uniforms. Tara watched from the bed.
She watched, leaning back against the headboard of the bed, with one knee lifted so that the already revealing nightie slid back on her smooth thigh and revealed her naked ass and cunt and she grew hotter and hotter at the sight of their virile young bodies, bodies so smoothly muscled that they might be classic Greek statues come to life. They represented to her all the fucking she should have enjoyed – but had never had – before her marriage, and so eager was she for that fucking that she felt dizzy as she reached out to grasp the cock of Kenny, the first to reach her side.
"You wanted your cock sucked, little darling, so let's see how this peter tastes," she told him, her fingers closing around the hard gristle of his prick and holding it lightly as she rolled to her side and prepared to tongue the head of it. She felt him grow tense as she swirled her tongue over the helmet-shaped tip of his cock, and she took that head between her lips and sucked hard on it before smiling up at him and saying, "It tastes sweet and young, like I knew it would – and do these taste the same?"
She moved about on the bed then, leaning out to take the cock of Bill Dillon – a cock longer and thinner than the one she had just released – deep into her throat; and, releasing that with a chuckle that came from deep within her, to suck for a moment at the short but thick prick of the boy named Murphy. Then she fell back on the bed and gave her judgment.
"They're all three good-tasting cocks," she said. "Now let's see how well they fuck."
All Dillon was first on the bed, his hard cock bouncing as he knelt between her long, widespread legs and grabbed the lower hem of her netlike nightie, pushing it upward until it was bunched under her armpits. His dark hair had fallen across his forehead and his dark, deep-set eyes looked feverish.
"You'll see how well I fuck, sure enough!" he said, wetting his lips with his tongue as he stared down at her naked loveliness. "But I want to see those tits! My God – they're the biggest pair of jugs I've ever seen, but they don't even sag! Not a fucking bit!"
Tara, lifting her legs just a bit and rubbing her soft inner thighs provocatively against his legs as she put her hands against the sides of her tits and mashed them together, said, "Don't tell me you get off just by looking? Wouldn't you like to suck them?"
The boy needed no further invitation. He threw himself down over her lush body, his hands grasping eagerly at her tits and pushing her own hands aside, and his lips immediately found one puckered nipple and began sucking it eagerly. After a moment his lips moved to her other tit, and Tara, lifting her ass and grinding her hot, moist pussy against the hard maleness of his body, reached out to draw the other boys closer.
Kenny was kneeling on her right, Murphy on her left, and both, though their pricks were hard as steel, were waiting uncertainly. Tara ridded them of their uncertainty by taking one of their pricks in each hand and letting her fists churn up and down each hot, hard stalk. After a moment she released Kenny's prick and put that hand on the back of Bill Dillon's head, urging him to move lower.
"Put your head between my legs and you'll find something even tastier to suck," she told him when, lifting his head from the tit he had been sucking, he gave her an inquiring look. "Go ahead! Go on down there and eat my pussy! All men eat pussy. Or didn't you know?"
Still clinging with his hands to the creamy domes of her large tits, and first glancing up somewhat uneasily at his two friends, he slid lower on the bed, kissing her flat belly when he reached it and stopping when his head was between her thighs, his breath hot on her pussy. Tara reached down and drew his face against her cunt.
"Go ahead and eat it. You'll love the taste of pussy," she told him, bending one knee over his shoulder as she felt the first light, tentative touch of his lips on her pussy. "All men like the taste of pussy. Mmm! Yes! I see you're liking it, too!"
His hands left her tits, quickly moving down to hold and lift her ass, as his tongue found its way between the lips of her pussy, and Tara squirmed with delight as she felt the wondrous thrill caused by his licking. It was a moment before she was able to regain her senses and turn her attentions to the two young cocks that waited above her.
Raising herself up slightly and putting one arm around each of the boys, she tugged their hips inward until the heads of their hard pricks were almost touching above her face. Her tongue darted out and licked fleetingly over the underside and then the head of one prick, then the other.
The fiery lapping of her tongue across his prick caused Kenny to turn his hips in excitement, his hands grasping the back of her head and his thick cock driving straight at her mouth. She opened her lips wide to accept it, and she felt herself coming as he held her there and fucked her in the mouth.
The thick shaft of his prick slipped in and out of her mouth with a rhythm that matched almost exactly that of the tongue she could feel darting in and out of her cunt – and she allowed Kenny to continue the plunging of his cock until she heard Murphy begin to protest, and then she withdrew her lips in a slow, sucking retreat.