Carol wanted to pull away, but she felt an evil, eager curiosity about what Doris would say next, so she sat very still and waited.
Doris caught the change in Carol's attitude and relaxed her grip on the younger woman's wrist. "That's better, now you listen to me, and don't interrupt." The older woman's brittle blue eyes flicked over her as another grin curved her lips. "When I was your age I was uptight, Carol, just the way you seem to be now. I had all those dirty little fantasies that embarrassed the hell out of me and I tried to pretend that they weren't there and drove myself batty doing it."
Doris settled back a bit and her eyes looked dreamy and far away. "I was half out of my mind back then, I'd go around in a constant state of arousal and hated myself for it. I tried to be content with my husband, but it was hard. Then, one lonely afternoon I invited our paper boy in for a Coke and before I knew it, that little stud was on top of me and reaming me out with a very man-sized cock!!!"
Carol knew that she was staring, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the blonde's face as she continued with her lewd story. "After that afternoon I was in heaven, dear. I was nice to my husband, I sang and whistled as I took care of the house because I knew that no matter how tense and jittery I got I'd have a nice stiff prick in me before nightfall! Then I met some other boys, through my paperboy, and pretty soon my mornings were filled too!"
The little woman turned and stared boldly at Carol, her eyes were direct and prying into her. "Am I embarrassing you, dear?" Before Carol could answer, Doris went on. "If I am, I'm sorry, but I think its something you should hear. Since that afternoon I've had a ball my dear. I've never been tense or upset, I've been with some of the most enchanting boys you've ever seen and if you haven't spent a lazy afternoon giving some lovely young kid his first blow job you don't know what you're missing!"
"I've never heard anything so… awful in my whole life!" Carol was shocked by the harsh tone of her voice, but it didn't bother Doris.
"Darling, that's exactly what I would have said back then, but can't you see what I'm trying to tell you?"
Carol shook her head in bewilderment.
"Boys are wonderful, managable lovers, girl. They stay hard forever and they can go on and on! Believe me, you need someone like that, I can hear your dainty little pussy snapping from over here!"
The beautiful brunette stiffened, her hands gripped the wheel so tight that her fingers ached. "That's not true," Carol managed to whisper, but even as she said it she could feel the tiny muscles in her love sheath pulling tight and feel the moisture seeping out.
Doris Abels grinned and nodded again, a pink tongue darted out and licked at her lips, leaving them wet and shiny. "I know just the boy for you to practice with. You know him, Jimmy Phillips?"
Carol stared at the pretty little woman in guilty surprise. She shuddered and had to force herself to be still. Doris saw the reaction and inched closer, her voice dropped to a husky whisper.
"Sure you know him. I can see it written on your face. He's just the boy for you, he has a lovely long prick that can drive you mad as it worms around in you. Relax and just let it happen."
Doris' voice was so low that Carol had to focus directly on her lips to make sure that she was hearing everything, there was something hypnotic about watching those sensuous lips as she formed the words. Carol felt her moral fences falling with each passing second.
"Just think of what it would feel like dear, just imagine laying on a nice wide bed and letting him spread your legs and slip up until you can feel that fat, hard knob rubbing against your clit!"
The filthy image was so real that Carol heard herself moan and felt her thighs straining against her skirt as they tried to part. Doris smiled and patted her hand as she went on.
"Jimmy's a devil, dear. He'll hold it just at the start until you beg him to do it. There's something so hot and bitchy about having to beg to be fucked, it makes me wet just thinking about it!"
The obscene words burned in her brain and Carol sighed unhappily as she felt fresh drops of her juices squirt out and wet the swelling folds of her labia.
"Oooo, darling, I can tell it turns you on too," the little blonde whispered. Out of the corner of her eye, Carol could see Doris squirming on the seat and knew that the motion of her bottom was making her sex rub and pinch inside her panties.
"Baby, you need what I'm talking about. I can tell because you're just the way I was when I was your age. Cut loose, dear, you'll be so happy that you did. Just imagine a hard young prick in you right now and keep on thinking about it."
Carol made a whimpering sound and fought against the impulse to pull her skirt up and jam a finger into herself! She didn't really want to masturbate, but she had to find some relief!!!
"Ohhhh… there he is," Doris cooed and Carol looked up to see the boy that the older woman had been talking to earlier standing on the corner. "Honey, I've got to go, that's my target for the morning. We're going to drive up into the park and I'm going to teach him how good it is to put his fat young dong in my tight little ass!!!"
Carol stared at the little blonde, she felt the horror and the filthy excitement squirming in her as the full impact of what she'd said hung in the air between them. Doris wiggled back to the door and slipped out, pausing only long enough to say one last tormenting thing. "Like they used to say in that commercial, try it, you'll like it!"
Long after Doris and the boy had left, Carol sat staring vacantly ahead. Inside her shapely body a war was being fought. Lust and need battered and slammed against her moral barricades and they were falling away. Beaten, Carol let one hand slip away from the wheel and crept up under her short skirt. "Ohhhh, I'm all wet," she murmured as a finger forced inside her panties and found her slippery groove. Her clitoris was hard and ready. "Oooo noooo, she's wrong, so wrong," Carol whimpered as her mind manufactured one lewd moment after another. She couldn't stop the sharp, pelvic jerks of her hips as she imagined a firm young cock slipping into her, but she couldn't see the boy's face. It wasn't Jimmy, but she couldn't tell who it was.
"Agggh, so hard," Carol whimpered, "go on… unnngg!!! Ahhh!!!" The young brunette's body jerked as her orgasm turned the frothing lube of her sex to steam!!! "Aaaiiiieee!!!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Hands shaking badly, Carol daubed and pressed at the slippery mess between her thighs with a wadded tissue. Each time that she pressed against her still erect clitoris, the beautiful young woman shivered as sharp after-shocks of her orgasm rattled her and told her that the awful lust inside wanted more!!!
Carol had to use both hands on the wheel as she drove away from the shady corner. She was ashamed and frightened by what she'd done. What if she'd been seen? What would have happened if someone had walked past and caught her doing a filthy thing like that?
She didn't really know where she was going. She drove mechanically while her mind worked on what was happening between Doris and that boy. She imagined the fat crown of a cock forcing into a tight little anus and became so excited that she accidently bit her tongue!
It wasn't until she'd turned the corner and saw the boy walking down the sidewalk that she realized that she was back on her route and that the boy was one of her guards.
When the black and white pulled alongside of him the handsome boy looked startled and a bit nervous, until he saw Carol behind the wheel. Then he smiled and walked toward her.