"IN!" Trudy was swimming in a salacious, enchanting fuck-fog and didn't care if he poked his monstrous, heavenly hammer clear out her mouth. She wanted her womb violated. She wanted her demon slain. "Ram it in! Force it in! Fuck me! Hard! HARD! I'M CUMMING."
Mr. Lamb threw decency to the winds. Always before he was able to control his emotions to the point where he would stop short of hurting a whore. But now! Now, this bitch was begging him to impale her on his massive spear. He lunged and felt her pussy walls give way under the impact of his boar like lunge. He was balls-deep. Pubes to pubes, cunt-hair to cock-hair and… he was cumming!
"Ooooohhhhh shhhhitttttt!" His old body spasmed and jerked as he belched gobs of hot jism into the thrashing, screaming teenager.
Trudy didn't know if she was screaming, shitting, dying or doing all together. All that mattered was the boiling hot, molten jism that bubbled and spurted in her cunt and was turning her mind, her soul, her body into a sensuous, rapturous, ecstatic fuckin-sanity that blotted out anything, anywhere, anytime.
Just when the tremendous, erotic plethora began to dwindle, he would jerk his colossal cock out of her cooze and ram it back in and shoot another jism bullet into her spastic, glutinous inner cave. It was too much for Trudy. She couldn't stand it. She opened her mouth to scream out her ricocheting, gratifying rapture but heard no sound. The lustrous profusion of exalted bliss overcame her, and she passed out.
Chapter 7
Trudy came back to the soft incandescent enchanting world of cuddlesome contentment. Mr. Lamb was sitting on the edge of the bed and popping a small white pill in-his mouth. Trudy stretched in her gratifying, erotic fulfillment and smiled. "Whatcha doing?"
Mr. Lamb started, then grinned back. "Nitro-glycerine." He tapped his chest. "That was so good I damn near died." "You should have, you old goat."
Trudy looked to the doorway. Mrs. Lamb was leaning against the doorjamb, the sweet smile still on her motherly cherub face, but her voice was scolding. "Shame on you! You know better. That's why I stopped blowing you two years ago."
"Awww Maude!" Mr. Lamb looked away and shook his head.
Trudy was shocked, flabbergasted, embarrassed. She was naked! He was naked. And it was obvious that Maude had seen, or at least, known they had been fucking! What should she do in such a situation? What was going to happen? Trudy grabbed the sheet on the bed and pulled it over her body. "I… I… It's not what you think!"
"There now!" Maude came into the room and sat on the bed beside Trudy. She didn't seem the least bit angry. "It's exactly what I think, but don't you fret, honey. He'll probably live, and I'm sure we can keep this out of the papers and away from your darling young husband and the police!"
"What?" Trudy was almost in shock. "Husband? Newspapers? Police? What are you talking about?"
"Why, prostitution, my dear." Maude still smiled. "You offered and gave your body to have your toilet fixed. Tisk! tisk." She clicked her tongue and shook her head. "That isn't nice." She reached over and brushed a loose hair from Trudy's forehead. "But don't you fret, I'm sure we can work things out."
"Maude, damn it." Mr. Lamb was angry. "She didn't offer anything and you're not going to any police. Now come on, let's go home." He got up.
"You go home, dear." Maude kept her smile but her eyes hardened. "And rest! You've had your fun; now it's my turn."
Trudy watched his shoulders slump forward in resignation and he walked out. What was going on anyway? What was happening?
When the door closed, Maude gently pulled the sheet off of Trudy and cupped one of her still heated, volatile breasts. "Now honey, you just be nice and all will be forgiven." She still smiled as her glowing hand wormed tender glutinous fingers into Trudy's suddenly alive, craving pendulous mound. "I can be bought, lovey. I'm a lesbian. Do we have an understanding?" She dipped her head suddenly and took Trudy's luminous nipple into her fervent, hot, caressingly wet sensuous mouth.
The heat of Maude's mouth, Maude's tongue mashing the nipple against her teeth while Maude's fingers squeezed and forced Trudy's breast into a balloon bubble of cascading, lascivious delight all joined to blow Trudy's reasoning powers to hell.
Five minutes ago Trudy had been basking in a delicious, fuck-fog of orgasm satisfaction. Then, out of the blue she was threatened with the police and exposure to her husband,, and just as suddenly, was now again being lifted with provocative, precious, captivating suckling to the velvet cloud of tumultuous eroticism.
Trudy hunched her back and offered more of her shimmering, aroused breast to the luxurious erogenous glow that was building and spar dig in her node. What was a lesbian? What was Maude telling her? Oh shit! What difference did it make? She grabbed Maude's gray head and forced her teasing, succulent mouth harder to her breast.
Maude was busy with her hands. She sure had a hot one in this luscious, ripe teenager. She continued to suckle the hot rubberish nipple as she got off the bed and began stripping off her own clothes. Oh my! It had been years since she ate a tender pussy. She unbuttoned and. threw off her blouse. She never wore a bra and allowed her huge, pendulous boobs to hang and swing freely as she unzipped and kicked off her slacks, panties, and shoes. When she was completely naked, she got back on the bed and went to work in earnest.
Trudy had opened her eyes when Maude moved off the bed and watched the older woman undress. As Maude's splendid, salacious mouth continued to spark electric currents of erotic joy from her breast, Trudy marveled at Maude's figure.
Although sixty or so her figure was surprisingly youthful. Maude's skin was still a pinkish-white and unblemished with those nasty brown spots that often occur with age. Her breasts were large and solid looking, with firm ruby nipples. Oh Jesus. Trudy was shallow-panting. What would it feel like to mash and squeeze another female's breasts? She had never, not in her whole life.
Oh God! What was wrong with her? What was she thinking? It was unnatural to make love to another woman. She had heard it all of her life. It was sick. Yet she was breathing hard at the thought. Oh Lord! She must be worse than a nympho. She must be a monster. She closed her eyes when Maude jumped on the bed and waited. What was wrong with her? She should flee.
"There, honey." Maude removed her mouth and cooed. "It's going to be wonderful, you'll see. Just relax and let. me please you." Trudy felt her surprisingly gently, soft, warm hand fondle and massage her other yearning breast. "You're so lovely, so lovely."
Trudy moaned at the sudden sensuous thrill that ran through her body at the contact. She was startled when a pair of gentle, warm, inviting lips closed over hers and caused delicious waves of wanting desire to cascade throughout her body.
Oh, she shouldn't feel this way. She shouldn't allow another female to arouse her. Then Maude's searing hot tongue slipped past Trudy's lips and wiggle-searched in Trudy's ravenous mouth. Trudy had never felt such kissing excitement. She relaxed her jaw muscles and gave her mouth, her tongue, to Maude and reveled in the erotic goodness. Then a new thrill was added.
Right in the middle of the carnal deliciousness Maude's fervent hand began to gently sooth its tantalizing way down Trudy's scintillating, eager body. Maude's sensuous sparking fingers explored from her ripe, quivering breasts, down her glowing, velutinous body to her swollen, palpitating love-sleeve and one precious, provocative finger wormed into Trudy's drooling, yearning, sizzling hole.
"Ooohhh Ggaawwddd," Trudy cried as mini-orgasms shot from her flooded tumultuous chalice and ricocheted bolts of shimmering salaciousness in her belly.
"OOHHH!" Another spasm of delight radiated from her oozing raging hole as Maude's talented finger probed her excited, erect clitoris. It was so good, so wonderful. Maude's magic digit was weaving maddening, delicious circles and scratches of ecstatic lusciousness in her fiery furnace, then suddenly Maude's marvelous mouth left Trudy's lips and dipped and sucked a quivering, hardened nipple into her feverish mouth.