Shaun was only going to check Bettina’s bedroom to see if she’d already gone downstairs. He really hadn’t meant to spy, but her computer was on and he was curious. Since she’d graciously invited him to stay with her, he’d become intrigued with the sweet little lady and was itching to know what went on in that softly red-and-silver-crowned head of hers. She was writing a letter; she must have gotten up early.
Hi Laura,
You’re the only person in the world I can confide in and be assured you won’t laugh at me or tell anyone. I have been going nuts lately, and I don’t know how much longer I can stand it. I told you about this adorable young man I have living with me, the one I got to know when he was engaged to my daughter. We became such good friends and, since he wanted to leave Colorado and settle in a warmer climate after they broke up, I told him I had plenty of room at my home here in Phoenix and that he was welcome to stay until he found work and got settled.
Well, he’s so sweet, and so incredibly sexy (please don’t laugh), and keeps me so hot and bothered all the time that it’s driving me crazy. I know that would come as a big shock to him.
Well yeah! Shaun was stunned. He’d had no idea. People thought she was his mother. Yet this revelation was making his cock fill and throb. Probably because it was hard for him to bring a woman to the house with the lack of privacy and all, so he was only able to have the odd casual encounter and he was horny as hell.
He continued reading. Holy shit! This sweet, delicate woman had the hots for him! Like, really hot, like someone climbing the walls to get fucked. Now his damn cock was rigid. There was something so damn kinky about a fragile older woman having those kinds of feelings for him. Shit, he was only twenty-six. Her daughter had told Shaun the woman was a ravishing beauty when she was young, with that soft, curly red hair and big, crystal blue eyes. And she had the sweetest smile and her teeth were still nice. Her butt was sort of broad, but her skin was plump and creamy, and soft as silk. Not only that, she had delicate hands and feet. What the hell was he thinking? She had been introducing him to people as her son. She didn’t even have any sons. The thought of anyone knowing he was fucking that prim and proper older woman would be sort of embarrassing. Then why was his dick still hard?
He knew he should have been out of here a long time ago, but this was a nice old Victorian house and she treated him like royalty. She was a really good cook, and interesting company.
Since the day before yesterday when he’d asked her to drive him to Show Low to collect a big truck – he had this temporary job repossessing vehicles for a bank – she had been acting quiet and all hurt about something. He was sure he knew what it was.
The address had turned out to be a run-down old farmhouse with lots of rusty farm equipment scattered about. Naturally, he hadn’t been able to get the damn truck started and thought it must need starter fluid. It was a little chilly out and he told Bettina to stay in the car. The man was not there, but the woman came out of the house offering to help. She introduced herself as Jesse and took him in her car to an automotive place in town. She insisted Shaun drive. She was a plump, sort of voluptuous woman, with long, dark hair and full lips. She almost immediately started hitting on him, and rubbed her hand on the inside of his thigh. Shit, she had his cock as hard as a damn billy club but there was nowhere to do anything about it.
When they got back to the truck, Bettina had looked a little miffed, sitting there in her car, but Shaun didn’t think much of it. He had the hood up on the semi, bending over the engine, and this woman started sliding her hand between his legs, massaging his balls, and, fuck, he was so damn hard he was about to come in his jeans. Bettina couldn’t see them from where she was, and when he turned around to face the woman she slid her hand into his pants and pried his stiff cock out. It was dribbling. Thank God it was a rural area and it was getting dark out.
“Oh my God, that’s incredible! I have to have that big thing,” she whispered, wild-eyed. She grabbed his shoulders to pull herself up and then put her feet on the truck bumper on each side of his hips and worked her dress up out of the way. He couldn’t believe the woman wasn’t wearing any panties and that black furry thing was pushed right up against his cock. “Get it into me,” she groaned. “Hurry before your mother gets out of her car and catches us.”
He had felt sort of bad for Bettina and he knew what he was doing wasn’t right, but shit, he was so damn horny, and he wanted that pussy bad. He had to at least get it in there long enough to pump it a few times and come. He slid his eager cock up between her lips and pushed in, feeling that hot, tight, wet thing biting down on it, and, oh holy shit, that felt good! He grabbed her round ass with both hands, pulling her pussy up to him, and started ramming into that thing like crazy. She groaned and squealed, and he thought, shit, she’s going to scream. He whispered, “Don’t scream, baby, for God’s sake, don’t scream.” She buried her head in his shoulder and jerked against him, climaxing. Oh fuck! He thrust into her two more times and came so hard his knees buckled and his toes tried to curl. He came and came, shock waves shooting down his spine and through his squirting cock. It felt like all his strength was being sucked out with the spunk.
When it was over he knew Bettina was pissed and suspicious and he couldn’t look at her. They got the truck started and, looking off in the distance, he asked her to follow him in her car back to Phoenix.
She had been acting weird ever since. He felt guiltier than hell too, because even before he read that letter, he knew that in spite of the big difference in their ages, there was this sexual tension between them. They were always hugging and touching each other, pretending it was friendly affection.
That day she did everything for him like always but didn’t say much and wouldn’t look at him. It didn’t help any that he was so worked up since he’d fucked Jesse against the truck that he had to go into the bathroom twice and jerk off, thinking about fucking her. The second time he knew Bettina heard him in the bathroom panting and grunting. Shit.
That night lying in his bed beating his meat, he could hear her making little whimpering noises across the hall in her room. Fuck a duck! What would it hurt to just . . . help her out? He slipped out of bed and into her room.
“Bettina, are you all right, lady?” he murmured. “You know you can talk to me.”
“Not about this, I can’t,” she whimpered.
“Then maybe we don’t need to talk,” he whispered, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He was wearing only his briefs but she had seen him that way before. He slipped his hand around the strap of her lacy gown and found a surprisingly firm, full breast. Her nipple puckered and she gasped when he leaned down and sucked it into his mouth. Shit, this was turning out to be a nice surprise. He worked his other hand under the cover and found that plump, soft little hairy mound between her legs. He opened it with his fingers and found it hot and moist. Holy shit. She was sobbing a little like she was embarrassed, and pushing up to his fingers. His cock was hard as a brick. Man, this was going to be a hell of a lot better than a pity fuck. He worked two fingers inside her and slid them in and out, finger-fucking her. She was gasping and crying out.
“Don’t come,” he whispered. “Not yet.” Shaun pulled his fingers out, shucked his briefs and scrambled into bed with her. He was so hot he was shuddering. He was going to fuck this lady’s brains out. His engorged cock finding its eager mark, he pushed into her unbelievably tight little hole. Of course most pussies were tight to him anyway, because he was so big. She threw her creamy white legs up over his shoulders and locked them around his neck. Holy shit! She was humping up to him with a frantic rhythm. Jesus! His big cock was buried deep in her hot, tight pussy, and he was meeting her every thrust, except this wasn’t going to last long.
“Whoa, little lady, if I’m going to fuck you all night, we’re going to have to slow down,” he whispered.
“I might be older than she is, but I can fuck you better,” she whispered.
“Huh? Older than who?” he groaned, pushing in deep.
“The skanky bitch you fucked up against the truck.”
“I didn’t . . .” he muttered, sounding guilty as shit.
“The hell you didn’t. Just hush, you luscious boy, and fuck me.”
This was the sweet little church-going lady he’d moved in with? Damn!
She had her hand down there and was massaging his balls, feeling his distended cock thrusting into her. His impending orgasm was building pressure, its tingling heat hovering in his groin. His balls were tight and full, ready to shoot, every time he thrust into that tight pussy. Oh God! This was so fucking good. That pussy kept biting down on his cock like it had teeth. He wished life was nothing but one long fuck. One thing for sure, he was going to fuck this pussy night and day till he wore it out. “Don’t come,” he whispered. “Make it last.”
“There’s something I want.”
“What?” he grunted, pulling her big ass up to him.
“I want to watch you fuck that slut you fucked in Show Low.”
“Hey, I didn’t . . .”
“We both know you did. And I need you to do this for me,” she whispered. “It would turn me on.”
“More than you are now? Holy shit!” Oh God, he was having a hell of a time holding that orgasm back. The picture she put in his mind was a killer. Oh Jesus! “Goddamnit, I’m coming!” It felt like he was ejaculating oceans of hot spunk, filling her up, and it was spilling out on them and the sheet.
She tried to answer, but could only babble and quiver against him, her orgasm consuming her.
He had called that Jesse woman and asked if she could come, that his “mother” would be out of town. She hadn’t even hesitated.
With no fanfare the voluptuous little wench stripped off her red clingy dress, kicked off her sandals and leaped into his bed. Shaun was already lying there naked. And Bettina, she was sitting comfortably in the closet looking through a peephole.
“You are one gorgeous stud,” Jesse murmured, her mouth brushing over his torso, biting, nibbling, licking. She was holding his stiff, throbbing cock in a vertical position, and her open mouth came down on the rosy head, sucking it in with hungry slurping noises. She sucked so hard it felt like she was going to suck his balls up through his cock. Oh fuck, that felt good. And Bettina was watching how good it felt. Shit. It was going to make her so jealous, she was going to fuck him to death.
He lay on his back and Jesse mounted him, pressing his eager cock into place and sliding down on it while he watched that hungry pussy eat his prick up, right down to the base of the shaft. Nature took over and he pumped up into her, pushing as hard and deep as he could. Oh man, good pussy, good pussy. Shit, Bettina was watching.
Jesse was going crazy, bouncing on him and whimpering and groaning. “I’m going to come,” she cried, and he held her hips tight against him thrusting up into her. Wait, he didn’t want to come yet. This was too good. Or not. He looked up and Bettina was standing there buck naked, with the look of a wildcat in heat.
Meanwhile, Jesse was squealing and gasping, in the throes of orgasm. Damn, what the hell is a man to do! Bettina pushed Jesse over onto her back. “Here, use this,” she said, dropping a big dildo on her stomach. She grabbed Shaun and rolled him over on top of her. He was in dire pain from needing to come so bad and bewildered at what was going on.
“Fuck me, you big stud,” Bettina commanded. “Fuck me till I scream!”
Oh, shit yeah, he could do that. She was already guiding him in, and his aching cock was eagerly pushing, thrusting, doing its natural thing. It was hard to believe any man loved to fuck more than he did. He hoped to die fucking. Bettina forcefully slowed him down, her hips rotating in a round, slow rhythm beneath him. Oh fuck yeah.
“My God, you’re fucking your mother, you sicko!” Jesse was leaning over them yelling her head off. Shit. He had forgotten about her.
“I’m not his mother, you bimbo. Now shut up and play with your battery-powered toy until it’s your turn.” Bettina was just one big surprise.
Shaun continued to push into Bettina’s rhythmically rotating pussy, as he hovered on the edge of orgasm. She had already come and was still going strong. Jesus, this was heaven. And if it wasn’t, he didn’t want to go there. In an ecstatic haze, he fucked and fucked, watching Bettina’s wild-eyed ecstasy, and Jesse lying on her back pumping the vibrating dildo into her hole with both hands. She was moaning like she was dying, her eyes rolled back in her head. When Shaun came, it was a total surprise, taking him over utterly and completely. He came and came and came . . . oh holy mother . . .