"Does Mr. Fisher know you know?" she asked.
"Not yet. But I don't think I'll tell him, anyway Mother's the one I should tell."
"No!" Carol almost screamed the word. "You can't tell her."
Carol kept thinking that it would ruin Judson Fisher. He might even have to go to jail. That would be terrible. Besides, Carol didn't think it was his fault. It was her fault.
Sure, any man would fuck a woman if she made it obvious that he could. And Carol had made it pretty obvious.
"Why shouldn't I tell?" Billy
asked.
At that moment Carol hated him more than she had ever hated anyone, but she forced her voice to sound sweet.
"You can't tell her because it would ruin your father's life."
"I don't give a shit about my father's life." Billy said. "I think I'd have it made if we kicked Dad out."
"Please don't tell him, Billy," Carol begged. "Please."
"What'll it be worth to me?" Billy asked. Suddenly Billy had made it plain. Carol was being blackmailed. Billy didn't give a damn about his father one way or another. It was Carol he was interested in. Carol felt a flutter of nervousness in her belly.
"What do you want?" Carol asked. "You know what I want," Billy said. "For a start, I want to see you naked. Just like the other night. And then we'll talk about what else I want."
Carol had never felt more disgusted, but she knew that Billy would never accept anything else from her. And she really did love Judson, and didn't want to see him ruined.
"All right," Carol said.
"Let's go into the living room and put on some music," Billy said. "You can do a strip for me."
Carol felt sick as she led Billy into the living room. Billy put on some slow, suggestive music. He sat down on the couch with his hands behind his head.
"Dance for me, baby," he said. "Strut your stuff."
Carol started doing a few bumps and grinds to the music. It was hard peeling out of her tight shorts, but she heard Billy clapping as she kicked them off. She felt his eyes burning holes through her thin panties. She hurriedly reached behind her back and unhooked her halter-top. She wanted to get it over with.
She dropped the halter-top and let her tits swing free. Billy kept urging her to dance wilder, to let her tits shake. For the last thing, she skimmed out of her panties and stood naked in front of him.
"Come here," Billy said. His voice was husky.
Billy had sat up on the couch as she walked over to him. He put his hands on her legs. She felt his fingers stroking up and down her silky flesh. His hand moved around to touch the soft pussy hairs between her legs. She somehow kept herself from running away.
"Sit down in my lap," Billy suggested. "Rub your ass against my cock!"
She let herself be pulled down into his lap. She immediately felt his young hard cock pressed tightly against his jeans. She could feel the thick bulge against her ass cheeks.
"Wiggle your ass, damn it," Billy commanded.
She began wiggling her shapely ass against his cock. She felt one of his hands come up between her legs and start touching the insides of her thighs. He moved his other hand up her body to touch her tits. She felt his fingertips brushing over her nipples. It made them hard and achy. She didn't want to feel anything, but she was.
"You shouldn't make me do this," she said. "It's not right."
"You're going to enjoy it," Billy said. "You enjoyed it when my father did it."
Billy's hand covered her titty. She felt him squeezing as hard as he could. It was almost painful, but it sent another sick shiver through her body.
Billy lowered his head to her tits. She felt his tongue caressing one of her aching nipples. She tried to move her body away but Billy's hot tongue followed. She tried to tell herself how much she hated this young man, but that was hard to do when his tongue was doing exciting things to her.
She had to moan in pleasure when she felt him pulling her nipple inside his wet mouth. It was strange that he could be so experienced for a kid. His mouth seemed to excite things inside her that even his father had not found. And all the while his hand stroked the inside of her creamy thighs, just below her pussy.
"Let's get down on the floor," Billy said.
She was trembling as they got down on the floor together. She had noticed before how softly carpeted the floor was when she had been thinking about fucking Judson. It was hard to believe that she was soon going to be fucking his son.
"Shit," Billy moaned. "You got a body on you, honey. I never thought I'd be able to get you naked on my living-room floor. You always acted so stuck-up."
Billy kissed her mouth and didn't give her a chance to answer. She felt his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. She opened her mouth wider and allowed him to push his tongue in and out of her mouth. She felt both his hands moving up between them to caress her hot tits.
Billy's fingers seemed to make her tits hotter and harder. She started pressing them against his fingers. He moved one hand down her side and slipped it underneath. She felt his fingertips stroking her ass cheeks.
"I've dreamed about getting a piece of your ass for a long time," Billy said. "My cock started hurting the first time I looked at those big tits and that sweet little ass of yours!"
His tongue kept stabbing deep into her mouth. It was going so deep that she was almost choking. She finally started pushing her tongue back against his. She could feel how excited he suddenly got. He was pushing his crotch against her naked thigh and she could feel the pressure of his throbbing cock.
"Take it out, baby," Billy moaned. "Take it out and play with it. It's getting so fucking hard!"
She put her hand on his cock for the first time. It was really hard. She could feel it hot and throbbing against her fingertips. It felt nice. She hadn't thought that a youngster could have a cock that big.
She found the zipper of his pants and tugged it down. Her slender fingers slid inside the opening and she found his cock bunched in his shorts. Billy moved his body so that she could reach his cock easily.
She fumbled in his shorts until she could get his cock out. She slid it out of his shorts and the tiny opening in his trousers. It was even bigger than she had expected, bigger than it had felt in his trousers.
She wrapped her fingers around his thick, throbbing prick and began to move her hand up and down. Billy was moaning. She could feel him moving his hips back and forth. Her fingers formed a tight circle, almost a vise around his cock.
"Oh shit," Billy groaned. "I can't hold back! I'm going to shoot my cum! I'm going to shoot my fucking cum! OH SHIT!"
It happened so suddenly that she couldn't stop moving her hand. Suddenly his thick white cum was shooting all over her hand and fingers. She moved her hand away as she felt the last of his cum dribbling out onto her fingers.
"Shit," Billy said. "It was too soon. Now I'll never get to fuck your sweet ass off!"
But Carol wasn't going to give up that easily. She was too turned on. It wouldn't fair for him to stop now. She immediately started undoing his trousers and peeling them down his legs. His shorts followed. In a few moments she had the youngster completely naked. Of course he didn't have the strong, muscular body of his father, but it was still enough to make her hot. His cock looked long and was already starting to feel a little hard again.
"Don't worry, baby," Carol assured him. "I'll make it hot and hard again. I'm horny and I want it!"
"Oh shit," he said. "That's the way I love to hear you talk!"
She knew that he was young and it wouldn't take her grasping fingers long to make him hard again. She wrapped her fingers tightly around his cock and began to move her hand up and down. She wasn't that experienced at making cocks hard, but she didn't have to be that experienced.