It'll be the last time… I need it so bad… no one will ever know. No, it's evil, perverted. He's too young for me — once was enough, her thoughts ran around and around. "Please," she murmured, looking up at him. He reached out his hand in answer and ran it over her breasts. "No, don't," she breathed. The man looked at her blankly and dropped his hand lower, gliding over her oily belly and resting on her raised pubic mound. Through a haze of confusion, Barbara felt his fingers squeeze her, tentatively at first, then strongly.
"Please, don't! I'll give you money. Please leave me alone," she groaned, her body beginning to melt at his touch. So strong… if only I could… God it would be good to be fucked… she thought crazily. "No…" she murmured, willing herself to move, to jump up and run. But her body refused to move, she felt like she was weighed down by a huge hand, forcing her to remain motionless as the strange man caressed her. She looked at his crotch, which was even with her eyes, and shivered as she saw the bulge of his penis. She felt a wild urge to see his prick, to tear his pants off and feast her eyes on him. She rolled her head aside, moaning weakly, knowing that her body was betraying her. The man glanced at her face momentarily and smiled, then plunged his finger into her pants. She groaned, her resistance weakening as the man's finger slid into her pussy. It was still wet from her self-induced orgasm, and his digit slipped in easily. "No," she said again, but the man only grinned at her and sank his finger in deeper. She knew her protests sounded silly against the evidence of her sopping crotch, which so eagerly sucked in his finger.
"Who… who are you?" she gasped, her body beginning to move his finger.
"Skip. I've seen you around a lot," the man muttered. He was staring at his hand, now immersed in her cunt. He could catch a glimpse of his finger sliding in and out of her cuntlips, and he wanted to see more. He pulled her pants down with his other hand and watched his fingers in fascination, wondering how her cunt could take it so easily, wondering how his cock would feel in there. He swallowed. He had been delivering a package, and when there was no answer, had walked through the unlocked door. He had thought he heard a voice in the back, and had followed the sound, and had seen this beautiful woman jacking off in the open yard. After that, things were a blur. His body had taken over, and here he was, one hand deep in her cunt. And she was enjoying it, he had had just enough girls to know that! Her cunt was sopping wet and was grasping at his finger like a clutching hand, her face was flushed, and her breasts were heaving with her ragged breathing. He gently pulled down the top of her suit and exposed her tits, never ceasing his fingering of her pussy. He caught his breath as he saw her breasts, they were big and sweetly formed, rising to a point tipped with coral nipples that were erected in lust. He dropped to one knee and lowered his head to her breasts, sucking her tit into his mouth, running his tongue over the raised nipple, rolling it between his teeth.
"Oh," Barbara gasped as the sensation of a wet mouth on her tit engulfed her. "Suck it…"
Skip complied. He pressed her breasts together, bobbing his head from one to the other, laving both her nipples with his tongue. His hand dug deeper into her crotch, her juices making entrance even easier.
Barbara wanted to see him. She wanted to see his cock. She had to! She reached out and unzipped his jeans, freeing his erection. She gasped at the size of it. She circled it with her hand lovingly, staring at it, looking at his pulsing shaft topped with a rosy head. Blood pulsed through the distended veins, making it jump in her hand. She stroked it cautiously, running her fingers up and down the shaft, delicately under the sensitive head, hearing the man groan as she excited him. "Take off your pants," she said hoarsely, scarcely recognizing her own voice. Gone were all scruples — she was an animal now, wanting only to give her body to the male, wanting him inside her. "Fuck me," she commanded. "Please… oh please fuck me!"
Skip hurriedly shed his pants. He didn't want her to change her mind, he thought looking at the lush body before him. This was like a dream, a wonderful dream. He couldn't quite believe that he was going to fuck her, but he certainly wasn't going to stop! Not now, not with his dick hard as an iron bar, jerking with the need to bury itself in warm cunt.
"Sure, lady, I'll fuck you blind!" he promised, kneeling between her widespread legs. He pulled her pants completely off and stared at her cunt. The lips were red and swollen, and, as she spread her legs even wider, he could see the entrance to her pink-lined canal. The hole was pulsing slightly. "God," he whispered. He sank his finger into her again, then pulled it out.
"Fuck me! Your cock! Put it in! Stick me!" moaned Barbara, aching with the need to be filled. She pushed her hips against his finger, grinding them in a circular motion, drawing his finger in up to the knuckle. "Put it in! Fuck me!" she said fiercely.
Skip poised his cock at the entrance to her womb, rubbing his cockhead over her slit, teasingly. She moaned as the head hit her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her.
"Now! Fuck me now!" she cried in anguish, her whole body tensed with desire. If he doesn't put it in soon, I'll die! she thought, her hips rising, trying to force him to enter her.
Skip grinned and lowered himself carefully, the head of his cock sliding between her hot, wet cuntlips, probing for her canal. He thrust forward and slid into her completely, filling her, his balls squishing against her ass.
"Ohhhhh…" groaned Barbara. She could feel his prick opening her insides, pushing aside her quivering membranes, feeling like a red hot poker as it burned its way into her snatch. "It's sooo bigggg… I can feel it in my stomach! Oh, baby… fuck me," she moaned, twisting lewdly beneath him, seeking to draw him even farther into her cunt.
Skip smiled down into the flushed face of the older woman, then covered her mouth with his, sucking her tongue into the warm cavity. As she groaned and writhed beneath him, he pounded steadily into her, twisting his hips on each stroke to hit the walls of her cunt. She was sucking back on his tongue now, frantically gurgling into his mouth. He dropped his head suddenly and captured one of her tits, fastening his lips on the nipples and sucking.
Barbara shivered violently as the man's tongue touched her tit. It hardened and thrust into his mouth like a tiny penis, begging to be sucked. Fire shot through her veins and she bucked up against the boy. "More! Harder!" she cried, wrapping her long legs around him and straining against him. "Deeper, fuck me deeper!"
Skip thought he was about as deep as he could go, he felt like he was in a bottomless burning pit. His balls slapped against her ass with each stroke. He loved the way she was using her cunt, muscles clamped on his cock like tiny fingers, milking him, making him want to shoot his load. But he held back, gaining even more pleasure the longer he waited, watching her flop beneath him, hearing her hoarse voice exhort him to more. He felt wildly triumphant, he had conquered this beautiful woman without a word, with only his cock! He could feel her hot juices bathing his plunging dick, showing plainly her answering lust.
"Beautiful," he muttered against her breast. "Beautiful, lady."
Barbara's hips ground even more furiously, rising and falling with his strokes, twisting and churning against him. With each stroke she gasped in delight, feeling her body bounce with the force. Sweat poured from her as thrill after thrill coursed through her. She felt faint with the force of her lust, and spots of light danced behind her closed eyelids. She was riding the crest of her orgasm, every jab of his cock bringing her nearer to fullfillment. She raised her hips and presented her pussy to him, offering herself to his plunging dick. She was swimming in a sea of lubrication, pussy juice flowing from her recesses and turning her cunt into a river of lust. There was a little pain with each stroke of his large penis, but this served to heighten her pleasure. She wanted to be pounded into the patio floor, smashed under his body.