The cucumber slipped out of her cunt and fell on the rug, but Peg didn't even realize it. Her cunt was a tingling ruin.
The cucumber had given her some relief, Peg realized as she began to conic to her senses. She couldn't keep escalating her kinkiness, though. Where would it lead?
She lay there on the floor until she heard the back door open and close. Ben was home.
Peg jumped up, his her cucumber under her mattress, and threw a robe over her nakedness. She would have to be careful now that Ben was home from school. And she would have to start acting like a mother again.
Peg suddenly remembered that she had completely forgotten about dinner.
She met her son in the kitchen. Ben looked at the stove and noticed that no food was being cooked.
"How would you like to go out for dinner?" Peg asked.
"Sure," Ben said.
As his mother ran from the room, saying she'd be ready in a few minutes, Ben caught the unmistakable aroma of hot cunt juice. His mother must have been jerking off again, he guessed. Knowing that his mother was as horny as he made Ben even hornier.
The boy couldn't help wondering if his mother might be interested in fucking him. Seeing her gorgeous body when he peeked into her window made the kid anxious to know that body more intimately.
But Ben forced those thoughts out of his mind. After all, a mother couldn't fuck her own son.
CHAPTER SIX
Ben was as excited as he could be about going to a public high school. The thought of having girls in his classes was wonderful, and he'd be able to hang around after school with the chicks and guys without having teachers around.
He didn't see how he could help but get laid.
His first day in public school consisted of him sizing up every chick in every one of his classes. There were a lot of nice ones, and before the day ended Ben had picked about a half-dozen possible candidates for his first fuck.
He knew a few of the kids from his neighborhood. After school he went with them to the soda shop where they hung out.
"Who've you got for math?" Chuck, an old friend who lived down the street, asked Ben.
"Math? I don't remember," he said. "But there's a chick in my class with the biggest tits I've ever seen."
"Sounds like Mary Ann," Steve said. "What color is her hair?"
"Blond, almost white," Ben said.
"Yeah, that's Mary Ann all right," Steve said.
"I'd love to get my hands on her tits," Ben said.
"Who wouldn't?" Chuck said. "But I wouldn't try it if I were you. She goes with a guy in college. A football player."
Ben was sorry to hear that. But there were so many other good-looking girls. At that moment, one of them passed the window of the soda shop.
"She's in one of my classes," Ben said, pointing to the girl. "She looks great. Nice ass."
"Forget it," Steve said. "She's protecting her virginity as though it were gold."
"Yeah, all the sharp chicks either have boy friends or they don't put out anyhow." Chuck said.
"You mean none of the girls in the school fuck?" Ben asked.
"Yeah, some of them," Steve said. "All you have to do is go steady with them for a couple of months. Then you might get fucked, if you're lucky."
"Gee, I thought with all the girls around it would easy to get laid," Ben said.
"Hah!" Steve laughed.
Ben was crushed. It seemed that public school was as bad as Oceanside School ever was.
Then Steve asked Ben why he came to public school. That gives him his first chance to tell the story of him and the headmaster's daughter. Ben embellished the story a bit. He said he fucked the daughter rather than merely getting a hand job.
Ben loved telling the tale. When he finished, all the guys had stiff pricks.
"Gee, too bad you got caught," Chuck said. "You really had it made."
"You probably won't get fucked again until you go back to that school," Steve said.
"Hey, what about old Bessy!" Pete asked.
"Oh, she's a woman who lives near here." Chuck said. "She's a whore. It costs ten bucks to fuck her."
"Yeah, but it's worth it," Steve said. "If you've got that much money."
"Sometimes she gives us a cut-rate," Pete said. "And I'll bet if we bring her a new customer she'll fuck us for less."
"Yeah, she might," Chuck said. "But I'm broke."
"Why don't we raise as much money as we can, and meet here after dinner," Pete suggested. "Then we can go see her."
All the boys agreed.
Ben knew he had at least ten dollars in his drawer at home, and he was more than willing to spend it to get fucked. But it was still disappointing to find that he had to rely on a whore when there were sexy, young chicks all over the place.
That evening at dinner, Ben's eyes followed his mother around as she served dinner. She kept asking him about school, and he would answer perfunctorily. Rut his mind was on the coming adventure. And watching his mother's tits bouncing in her blouse was making him eager for it.
"Any nice girls in your classes?" Peg asked.
"Yeah, lots," Ben said.
But when he didn't elaborate, Peg let the subject drop.
After dinner, Ben took off for the soda shop. He had ten dollars in his pocket, and another five in his sock just in case the other guys didn't come up with enough.
Now that it looked like he might actually get fucked, he didn't want anything to go wrong.
He met his fiends at the soda shop, and they were immediately on their way.
It didn't take long to get there. Ben thought it strange that a whore would live in a regular looking house. But when the woman opened the door, he knew they were in the right place.
"Hello, boys," Bessy said as she stood aside so they could enter.
Ben soon realized that this whore wasn't exactly the girl of his dreams. She was considerably older than his mother. Her body was big under the loose robe she wore.
But Ben's prick was stiff.
On the way they had counted out thirty dollars. They hoped the whore would fuck the four of them for that amount.
"Hi," Steve said to the whore. "This is our friend, Ben."
The whore said hello to Ben. Ben felt a twinge of lust go through him when he thought that this chick was to be his first fuck.
Ben was looking at the whore carefully. She had a pink face – slightly chubby. Her tits seemed mammoth. But then, everything about her was mammoth.
Still, she was a real woman with a real cunt, and Ben couldn't afford to be choosy.
"The thing is, though," Chuck explained. "We only have thirty bucks between us."
Bessy frowned. "You boys know my price."
"Aw come on, Bessy," Chuck said. "Be a sport. We're real horny."
Ben was trembling, as he watched the whore's face melt into a warm smile.
"Well, I guess I can't turn out a bunch of horny boys for the lack of ten bucks," she said. "Okay, I'll fuck you all for thirty."
Now that the deal was settled the boys followed Bessy into her living room. The television was on, and it looked like an ordinary living room.
"Who's first?" Bessy asked.
The boys looked at one another. Ben and Pete were the only ones who had kicked in ten bucks. The others had contributed less. They discussed the situation, and it was decided that Pete would go first. Then it would be Ben's turn. Steve had come up with seven of the thirty dollars, so he was next. And Chuck was last since he had only contributed three bucks.
Ben watched Pete disappear with Bessy. He was soft of glad he didn't have to go first, even though he was dying from eagerness to get fucked. He would have preferred to have a girl to himself, but since there didn't seem to be any possibility of that happening any time soon, he was glad for this chance.
As they waited their turn, the boys giggled and joked. Then sounds of feminine ecstasy came from the direction of the bedroom.