"… So he said he sometimes came to feed the squirrels, too!" Kye went on, watching her rising reaction to the yum-yum and stuffing his mouth with everything in sight. "He is not an easy boy to like, Mrs. Dianne, but I have seen his father, and it is not all his fault!"
"I-I know, Kye," the young, feverishly impassioned woman answered, surprised at her own voice and the words it spoke. God, she could never stand to watch a movie. She'd go insane waiting! At that very moment, in her lewdly fired mind's eyes, she could see his young swollen cock in all of its beautiful hardness, the moist, blood-engorged head filling her hungrily sucking mouth…! "I-I thought we'd go to bed early… read, maybe together…! Would you like that?"
"Sure! I love to read American books. You have something hot? Something that tells all about fucking, maybe, Mrs. Dianne?" he questioned intentionally with innocence. "I used to read them in Saigon…!"
He went on, but the blonde, insanely fired young wife hardly heard him. His use of four-letter words had been like a bellows inside her! She couldn't help herself as she reached over and clasped his slender young hand.
"We… we don't need those kind of books to inspire us, darling!" she sensuously whispered. "We have each other… and our own ways… don't we?"
"You bet, Ma'am… you bet we do!" Kye replied with an enthusiastic gun, wondering if Olaf was going to be able to get to the window. "You want to go now… into the bedroom, I mean…?"
"D-Do you, Kye darling…?"
"Sure! I mean, yes! Let's go get naked together!"
"Ohhhh… you… you luscious young darling!" Dianne exclaimed, getting up from her chair to stumble around and hug his head tightly against the softness of her desire-swollen breasts. She bent down and kissed him on the lips, flicking her tiny wet tongue hotly into his mouth as she held him, fired all the more by the way he accepted and began to suck it! "Ohhhhhhh, God! Go into your room and strip naked for Dianne, lover! Hurry! Please, hurry…!"
Mindlessly, she hustled through the apartment to lock both back and front doors, switching off lights as she hurried excitedly into his bedroom to find him standing and waiting for her, still fully clothed. He gunned, then licked out to moisten his young, dry lips as she said: "You're not undressed, darling, like I asked you…?"
"I wait for you to do it for me, Mrs. Dianne!" he said, his youthful dark eyes aglow, the bulge in the front of his jeans noticeably stirring. "It is much more bang-up that way!"
A tremor of feverish lust raced through her at his words and the visible sight of his teenage arousal. She closed in on him, one hand moving gently behind his head while the other reached down between them to grasp his viriley swollen young cock inside his pants between her thumb and teasingly milking fingers.
"Oh, Kye… little lover, it feels so thick and long tonight!" she gasped, incredible sensations of lecherous passion rippling over the hot flesh of her wildly incited body. "I-I can't wait to see it again… hold it naked and hard in my hand! Ummmmm… come on, darling, let's hurry and get undressed… so you can see me totally naked for you for the first time, too!"
Hot zing! That was it, all right! He had to see her all beautifully naked, even if Captain Mark killed him! Shit, he would kiss and suck her delicious white tits… see and feel the silken hair on her hot, fleshy cunt between her legs, with its wet, pink crevice opening right up and sucking inward for him! He would know whether it was blonde pussy-hair like the long golden strands tumbling down around her shoulders! Almighty Goddamn, right now, nothing else mattered, because his stiffened cock had already begun to hurtfully throb and there was a dull, tingling ache churning below in his sperm-filling balls!
"You sit right here on the edge of the bed, little lover, and watch Dianne," she hissed, quickly kissing his young lips, her breathing raspy as she leaned down then backed away before him, intensive waves of wantonness goading her wildly on as she began to strip her clothes away before him.
Kye did sit, staring through eagerly anticipating eyes, while her own, which were fired with the burning gleam of lasciviously rising heat, fed on the innocence of his youthfully handsome face. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, slipping out of it, knowing that it was her curved white body in its complete nakedness that his eyes were impatiently waiting to feast on for the first time. Realizing that, she intentionally taunted him with slow, enticing movements, savoring with pleasure the expressions of mounting excitement lighting his handsome young face.
She could see the swollen outline of his hardness jerking furiously inside the imprisonment of his jeans, and she continued to move with the teasingly slow lethargy of a girl undressing in the privacy of her bedroom. She gently slithered her shorts down over her smooth, rounded hips and let them puddle uselessly at her feet on the floor. She heard his little quickened gasp, knowing that he was staring with fixed eyes on the soft, puffy mound between her partially spread legs, undoubtedly seeing the wetness from her hotly moistened vagina dampening her panties and the thinly flattened pubic curls slightly visible through the sheer material. Then, as she teasingly removed her bra, letting it slide with tantalizing slowness down her arms, she saw his dark, young eyes jerk upward, locking there on the jutting, unveiled firmness of her breasts, their tiny buds rising sensitively to the brushing air like little marblish gems. Without looking directly at him, Dianne made them sway and jiggle resiliently by tossing the lacy garment of her bra toward a chair, knowing the impelling intoxication she was boiling up inside him as well as herself.
At last, she rolled her brief bikini panties down over the smooth arch of her full hips and rounded white buttocks, causing the teenager to choke out a gasp of unhidable admiration, sending thrills of sensual delight prickling over her nakedly exposed curves. Breathing heavily now herself, Dianne kicked them away, her lush white breasts dancing as she nearly ran to him to drop onto her knees between his legs.
"Hot balls, Mrs. Dianne, you are the most beautiful girl in the world!" he praisingly blurted, eagerly clutching at one full breast as he hugged her soft, naked loveliness tightly to him and tried to kiss her mouth.
Dianne moaned with the erotic bliss of it all, finding his lips and sucking his young, sweet-tasting tongue between her own, holding him that way for a long, sensuously intoxicating moment before reaching down and unfastening his jeans.
"Lie back, darling! Now, Dianne will undress you and make it 'bang-up' the way you like it!" she ordered in a smiling whisper, and he did.
Kye excitedly lifted his lean, young buttocks and let her slip his pants down, his brain a whirling mass of hotly building entrancement. He raised his arms to let her pull the T-shirt over his head, and then she was pressing him back down onto the bed with gentle hands against his bared chest, those same warm, velvety hands moving down to slip inside the waistband of his shorts to eagerly work them over his hips and down his tensed legs… until he, too, was completely naked! She knelt there between his spread thighs, gaping down at his hardened young cock and sperm-filling balls in the same greedy manner she had the night before… as if she were maybe going to devour the whole Goddamned length of it right down into her yum-yummed, little belly!
She was hot like a fucking incendiary bomb! Sonofabitch, he hoped he had not given her too much, but Goddamn, he could not worry about that now! He raised up, perching on his elbows to watch her small, white hand slowly encircle his rigidly throbbing, cock to send a tremendous jolt of excitement charging through his loins as she drew it up straight away from his muscle-tautened belly. Then, she began to jack its thin layer of outer fore-skin up and down, pulling it down tight to pop out the moist, pulsating head. Her greedily watching eyes and open-mouthed expression seemed to be caught in an almost hypnotic spell, Kye thought, as he breathlessly watched her, and for a long moment she hardly looked like Mrs. Dianne at all… more like the yum-yummed Saigon bitches who fucked and sucked the Joes until sometimes they had to fight to get away from them! Almighty Goddamn, had he given her too much? Maybe, he was just a little bit scared now…!