She groaned and then screamed softly as the narcotic-induced reaction began to happen. Like a storm at sea, her orgasm began to surge deep in her loins and she cried out, “Eeeeeeeyyyasss!!!”
And suddenly young Terry was rushing through the door, his face showing fear and concern for her. Sally Sue froze as if she’d been caught by the shutter of a camera, still groaning softly, shame flooding her.
“Oh, WOW!” the boy said.
Before she could react and pull her dripping fingers from her steaming cunt, with the agility of a snake he stripped off his clothes, seemingly in one smooth motion. His heavy young cock, throbbing with adolescent desire, jerked as its thick veins pulsed with blood. His balls swung heavy in their sac at its base and the youngster’s eyes were ravenous as he dropped onto the bed beside the lovely raven-haired divorcee and grasped her in his arms.
“Ooooohhhh . . . Terry! Nooooo!!!” Sally Sue tried to protest, but her body was betraying her and she was holding him close and searching for his mouth with her own, her tiny pink tongue flickering even as she felt his hand move over her smooth quaking belly to fasten on her trembling breast. And she knew her long, sleek legs were opening to his other hand as weakly she managed to protest, “We shouldn’t!”
He wordlessly rolled her onto her back and, crouching between her wantonly clutching legs, began to lave the upstanding tiny buds of her tingling nipples, sucking and nibbling, while Sally Sue could only moan with mounting desire.
She had never been as aroused as this . . .NEVER!!!
Weakly she tried to fight her burning carnal desire but knew the battle had been lost before it began. This was all wrong! What she had done with Stan Oakes was bad enough, but at least he was an adult, not a child! But, she knew, feeling the long, hot rigidity of Terry’s male flesh rubbing her belly, searching for her loins, this was no child either! In years he might be, but not physically. Sally Sue had never been so hot in her life! He could do anything he wanted with her — as long as he wanted! Just so long as he filled her desire-flooded pussy.
“Terrry . . . oh . . . God! Terry!!!” she gasped.
For his mouth had left her wildly tingling breast just as his lingual contact was about to make her cum furiously, and his tongue was slashing like a wet sword down her nakedly heaving body as his broad shoulders pressed her straining legs wide open, exposing the glistening pink lips of her pussy. Raising her head, Sally Sue saw and felt his fingers spreading her tender, hair-lined cuntal slit. . . and then his tanned young face disappeared between her thighs and she felt his tongue licking at her vagina.
Delicate as the wings of a butterfly, his tongue fluttered up and down her pulsing pussy mouth, and she thought of a hovering hummingbird as the wet, hot tip blurred over and around her aroused clitoris just before his saliva-slick lips closed over her tiny nerve button and began to suck. At the same moment, she felt his fingers delve into the soft sweaty crease of her widely stretched ass-cheeks, and begin teasing her sensitive anus!
This was the unspeakable thing Stan Oakes had tried to do . . . and then it had been revolting to Sally Sue.
Now, it was the most wantonly desirable thing that had ever happened to her. With wide violet eyes she watched the young boy’s head bobbing up and down at her feverishly throbbing pussy, felt his tongue swirl like a snake into the heated depths of her cuntal passage and saw her softly furred mound drawn up inside his voraciously sucking mouth.
The liquid sounds of oral sex filled the room. Sally Sue completely abandoned what she had been before. With a fury, she locked her thrashing legs over his shoulders, imprisoning his young face and even raised up, offering herself in shameless invitation, as Terry’s slithering tongue plunged downward between her undulating ass-cheeks and began to lave the tight little ring of her anus, finally thrusting deep inside!
“Ummmmmmmm!!!” she moaned, grinding lewdly against his searching mouth, and almost crying out in disappointment when his tongue shifted back up to her wetly flowering pussy again. With his mouth glued to her electrified clitoris, Terry slipped first one, then two, and finally three fingers deep into her quivering cuntal passage and began to finger fuck her tender flesh. For a moment Sally Sue’s body went rigid and then began to buck uncontrollably as she screamed at the top of her lungs, “My God! I’m CUMMMIIIINNNGGG!!!”
The sweet, sticky juice of her loins flowed into the boy’s gulping mouth, and Sally Sue thought it would never stop. She thought it would drive her insane! Wildly she pulled his head up to her wetly steaming hot cunt, and her long, smooth thighs shuddered and quaked with the intensity of her orgasm.
The ravished divorcee was reaching ever higher peaks of carnal ecstasy when suddenly the teenage boy broke from her frantic grasp and mounted her even as her pussy was grinding upward.
With a single violent lunge he buried his virile young penis to the hilt in her wildly sucking cunt.
“Aaaayyyyeeee!!!” Sally Sue cried out in surprised pleasure.
She felt her tender flesh rippling, making way for his hot, mushroom shaped cock-head and his thick, heavy-veined shaft. His semen-loaded balls smacked against her distended ass cheeks and the mingled cum and saliva that coated her pubic hairs soaked his as he ground his pelvis down into her jerking body.
The surprise came not from the suddenness of the entry, but from the fact it hadn’t hurt! It felt more beautiful than anything she could have imagined! Young Terry Claff seemed to be as big as Bob had been and Stan Oakes, but even though Sally Sue had been willing: and even eager, there had always been pain. But this mere boy had prepared her so well that all she could feel now was pure, wanton sensual pleasure!
Was it what he’d done to her with his mouth — or the drugs? She didn’t know, but she did know that she was still cumming more furiously than ever in her life, and wanted it never to stop.
Clamping him tightly with long legs and clawing his back red with passionate scratches, Sally Sue Bennett fucked as she had never fucked before. She rocked and rolled on the bed, lewdly crying out her desire, and took delight in watching her loins wantonly heave up, the tightly clasping lips of her cunt devouring his reaming thick penis like a savage mouth.
Terry felt like he had been caught in a sweet vise of velvet flesh. Anne had never been this good . . . or Lorraine either! And the teenagers were in a minor league completely. The youth held back, wildly ramming his throbbing penis into the passionate older woman, seeing her soft cuntal flesh moving in and out with each violent stroke, feeling her warm resilient breasts scraping frantically against his chest. Jesus, she was a hot one! He’d never had a chick cum so hard and long. The damn bed was sopping with her juice, and every time he jackhammered into her, more of her liquid passion squirted from her pussy. Sally Sue was groaning and damn near ripping the skin off his violently humping back; to hell with that, though, he could always grow more skin, but a piece of ass like this was one in a million!
Tight! Unbelievable! He vowed to fuck the lovely violet-eyed disc jockey until she was begging for mercy, but found out this was impossible. She was insatiable!
“Gonna CUM!” Terry finally had to blurt. “NOW!”
With a cry of pleasure, Sally Sue Bennett clutched her teenage lover tighter and wildly screwed her orgasming pussy up to his impaling cock, feeling it thicken and become even more rigid . . . and then there was the hot spurting of semen deep in her striving cunt as her internal muscles spasmed and milked the jerking rod of flesh that had given her so much pleasure. She felt his heated cum stream like white lava from her vagina; it coated her thighs and ass cheeks as their tightly locked bodies trembled together.
She was unable to find any words. She could only reach between and gently caress his now empty balls while she lingeringly kissed the panting boy, slipping her tongue deep into his mouth.