CHAPTER FIVE
Carol had prepared herself well far Joey's impending visit. She had dressed in her sexiest
negligee and had perfumed her gorgeous body with spicy fragrances that she knew would excite the boy. She had never felt more enticing, had never felt more feminine, more wildly exotic. Her cunt had never felt more alive, had never itched for a fuck so intensely.
Carol hadn't slept too well that night, having been troubled not by her conscience but by thoughts of the possible consequences of her seduction of the young boy whose sperm she had taken so eagerly the afternoon before. She knew that there were laws against such things, social as well as legal. She knew that no one, especially the boy's parents, would understand her motivations should she be found out. She had always thought the Mastersons to be open-minded and eager to enjoy the delights of fucking and sucking. They attended swap parties and the like, or so Joyce had confided in her. But their attitude toward their Sons and their sex lives was a bit silly. The boy actually thought that sex was a terrible thing! Carol tried to imagine the Mastersons' reaction to the things she had done to Joey, but she couldn't quite put herself in their positions. And she hadn't even begun to teach the kid the joys of fucking! She knew that she and her boy were destined to be more and more completely enmeshed in the web of sexual depravity that she insisted on weaving around them.
There was a certain excitement in the element of danger surrounding her activities with young Joey, a peculiar excitement that made little shocks surge through her. It was vaguely like the feeling she had
had when her father had shoved his gigantic hard cock into her little Eighteen-year-old cunt, unpleasant and yet vaguely satisfying.
Although she hadn't slept peacefully, Carol was refreshed and ready for the boy by the time he finally put in his appearance. It was late in the afternoon before she heard the gentle tapping at her patio door. She had thought the kid hadn't been able to get up enough nerve to visit her, especially since he knew what she had iii mind for him. She had almost given up on him until she heard the nervous tapping and saw his handsome young face peeking in through the half-open sliding glass doom. By the tousled look of his longish blond hair she guessed that he had been running.
Carol had been sipping a brandy at the bar, her negligee parted and her crossed legs exposed, looking her best, looking her most seductive, looking it and feeling it. She had no intention of letting the young boy out of her little trap until he was exhausted, until he had satisfied her as no male her own age ever could, until she had drained every last drop of cum from his teenage balls, until her pussy had flashed a dozen times.
She rose like a vision in a dream and moved as if on a cloud towards the patio door. Poor young Joey stared at her in disbelief. She was even more beautiful today than yesterday. Or perhaps today he wasn't as afraid to look at her, wasn't as afraid to let himself drink in her beauty. Her huge out thrust tits bounced slightly as she walked towards the boy. He kept his eyes on the slightly dark areolas that showed through the thin material
of her negligee. He saw that her nipples, which made little peaks in the pink garment, were as stiff as they had been the day before. He wanted to ask her why they got so hard like his cock, but he was afraid to say anything yet. He wanted to ask her lots of things that he had wondered about for a long time, things that his buddies had hinted about, things that some of his friends had mentioned about sex, and things that he suspected they had very little knowledge of. He wanted to ask her many things but somehow he knew that he would find out soon enough, whenever she was ready.
The boy let his eyes fall between her long lovely legs. As she walked, her legs parted the front of her garment. He could see her cunt! He almost went out of his mind. He thought he might break and run. Before he had a chance to change his mind and chicken out, he felt her hand on his shoulder.
"I thought you'd never make it, Joey," Carol whispered, leading her young boy into the living room. "But you're here now, darling. Are you ready to learn a few things?"
"I guess," the boy said, sitting down on the sofa, looking anything but secure, his eyes darting over the nearly naked woman who stood before him. "What're you gonna do?" he asked, instantly wishing he hadn't asked it.
"Oh, I don't know exactly, darling. I think we should play it by ear, don't you, lover? I think I should show you my body first, Joey. I take it that you've never seen a woman's body," Carol said.
"Gosh no!" the kid said, his voice catching.
"Why don't you just sit back and enjoy looking
at me, lacy?" Carol said, gently pushing him backwards.
When he was slouched down in the sofa, she quickly reached between his long young legs and unzipped his pants in one fluid movement. He straightened up when he felt her fingers so close to his prick. She put her hand on his shoulder again and pushed him back again.
"Don't worry, darling," Carol crooned. "I just want to make you comfortable. Why don't I just unbuckle your Levi's and spread them out for you? There, that's better. Isn't that more comfortable?"
"Gosh, Miss Chambers!" the boy gasped. "Are you sure you want me like this?"
"Well, darling, I want you almost like this. I see you have underwear on, Joey," she said, gazing between his legs at his bulging underpants. "In the future I'd appreciate it if you'd leave your underwear off when you come over for one of your little visits."
With that Carol dipped her hand between the kid's trembling legs and spread open the front of his white briefs with her fingers, reaching inside and finding his long soft cock. She dragged the boy's balls out and made them hang out with his prick through the small opening in his underwear. She smiled wickedly when she noticed that the mere touch of her fingers on his cock and balls was already giving him a hard-on.
"That's very nice, darling. You look handsome that way. I wonder what your parents would think of us if they saw you that way? I think I'd better go and lock all the doors in the house. I wouldn't
want anyone to barge in on us and ruin our fun!" Carol said, leaving the boy with all kinds of feelings of anticipation and an exposed cock.
When Carol returned, she found the, kid still sitting in the same position. But by now his dick was as hard as a rock. He looked terribly embarrassed. He was unable to look the hot-assed woman in the eye. She stood in front of him and raised her negligee slowly until he couldn't help seeing her naked pussy. The boy's eyes were riveted there between her sleek naked legs. She looked even more beautiful today than the day before. And now she was blatantly showing him her cunt! He almost pissed.
"Do you like looking at my cunt, Joey dear?" Carol smiled, untying her garment and letting it fall over her shoulders to the floor. "Do you like my snatch, honey? Perhaps you'd like to get a better look."
Carol blatantly raised her naked leg and let her foot rest on the arm of the sofa, opening her fragrant gash. Her pussy was directly in front of the nervous boy's face, so close that he could see the dew on the raggedy lips of her twat. Her cunt looked hot, as if it were as excited as Joey's cock. He blinked again and again, almost afraid to look at her open, exposed quim. He found her cunt fascinating to k at, all rosy-red and juicylooking, with little folds and wisps of light curly blonde hair here and there. It wasn't quite what the guys said it would look like. He knew now that he was the only one of them who had actually seen a woman s cunt. And what a cunt it was!
"Would you like to touch it, Joey?" Carol whispered, moving her legs a bit, making her cuntlips jiggle slightly.
'Touch it? Do you mean it?" the boy asked, his voice div.
"Of course I mean it," Carol smiled. "I want you to touch it! Women like to feel a boy's fingers on their cunts, They. Go ahead, dear. Just touch it anywhere you like."