Monday, May 30: “I’m telling you, dude, married chicks love guys our age. Married pussy is so easy to get!” 16 year old J.J. assures his 15 year old cousin, Aaron. The two young studs are at J.J.’s house, at a predictably lame Memorial Day cookout hosted by his parents. The two bare chested boys are shooting hoops before the start of the festivities and are talking about their favorite subject; chicks, with J.J. working to convince his cousin of the benefits and merits of seeking out married women for sex. “They’re bored, they’re horny and their husbands usually aren’t around…they’re just waiting for guys like us to come along. And, they really know how to fuck!” he continues, warming to his theme. “I don’t know, dude. I’ve got a girlfriend. I think I’m set for the summer,” Aaron replies, referring to his boisterous sexual relationship with Megan, his 19 year old college sophomore girlfriend. “Dude, you don’t have to dump her,” J.J. assures him. “But there’s a lot of opportunity out there to score! I banged two married chicks last summer!” “Yeah, I don’t know…” Aaron replies, trying to shy away from the subject. “Dude, I’m telling you, if you put your mind to it, you could score so much married pussy this summer!” J.J. continues, refusing to let the subject drop. “You really think so?” Aaron replies hesitantly. “Fuck yeah!” his cousin assures him. “Besides, aren’t you after that one chick?” “You mean Jennifer? Yeah, kinda…I guess…but she said no,” Aaron admits, revealing the reason for his reluctance to pursue the subject further. “Dude, she said no…big deal…three or four other chicks will say yes!” his cousin assures him confidently. “Yeah, I don’t know…maybe…” Aaron replies, already starting to weaken. He can’t help but be impressed by J.J.’s stories of the carnal skills of his two married lovers from last summer, one 27 and the other 30, and just how easy it was to get them into bed. Why should he let J.J. have all the fun? And Jennifer! If only he could get Jennifer!
Not only cousins, but also lifelong best friends, the two boys look so much alike that they’re often mistaken for brothers, even twins. Both are short, with Aaron standing 5’5, weighing in at 125 pounds while J.J. is 5’6, and 135 pounds. Both have lean and wiry builds. With their dark hair and blue eyes, they are never seen without their backwards baseball caps, and when they smile, their boyish charms are only enhanced, with both of them flashing winning tinsel grins with their braces. Considered cute, even irresistible, by most of the girls at their school, J.J. has a solid reputation as a stud, having bedded 11 girls, most of them seniors, in addition to the two married chicks that he scored last summer. Aaron, for his part, is already beginning to rival his cousin, having slept with 6 girls from their school, plus Megan, whom he met at QwikBurger, a local fast food hangout. Finding the young stud absolutely adorable, Megan went to bed with him the very first night that they met. Both boys are well equipped for their roles as teenage players; in spite of their diminutive stature, they have been blessed by nature with big penises. J.J.’s dick is slightly over 8 inches long, while Aaron’s tool is 7 and a quarter inches and both of their peckers are still growing.
“Besides, dude, what about Christine and Tracey? You’ve already scored married pussy!” J.J. now asks, bringing up the New Year’s Eve party when the high school football coach’s wife and her best friend fucked Aaron, J.J., and the entire football team. “Did you know that Christine is pregnant?” Aaron now asks, both scared and thrilled at the possibility that he could be responsible for her interesting condition. “How do you know that?” J.J. asks. “She told my mom. She’s due in October,” Aaron replies, giving his cousin a meaningful look. “Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, but it’s her husband’s. Nobody’s ever going to prove otherwise,” J.J. replies, giving his cousin a knowing little smirk. Aaron starts to say something, but J.J. cuts him off and launches into his peroration. “Come on, dude! You’ll never be 15 again! You’ve already fucked two married chicks! What’s a few more? I’m going to score as much married pussy this summer as I can! Are you with me?” Aaron only hesitates for the briefest of moments. “Dude, you know I’m always with you!” he replies, flashing his broad tinsel grin at his cousin. “Awesome! Just stick with me and the married chicks will come breaking your door down!” J.J. assures him happily.
Now with their t-shirts back on, the two teen studs load up their plates with burgers and fries and find a remote corner of the backyard deck, out of earshot of their parents. Aaron, having thrown aside his earlier qualms, is now excited about the prospects for the coming summer and startles J.J. by the eagerness with which he returns to the subject. “So, what’s the best way to meet married chicks?” Aaron asks, balancing his plate on his knees and reaching for his burger. “You gotta go out and find them, dude. The best way to do that is provide them a service,” J.J. replies. “I’m already going to be providing them a service!” Aaron replies with a lascivious little chuckle, wolfing down a bite of his burger and then stuffing some fries in his mouth. “Dude, you’ve got to approach them with something they need, just like I did last summer,” J.J. replies. “Oh, you mean mow their lawns? I thought you were going to say that…” Aaron responds, rolling his eyes at the suggestion. “Dude, you’ve got to be an entrepreneur! Offer to mow their lawns, do yard work, clean their swimming pools, whatever they need. It gets your foot in the door!” J.J. replies. “Well…I guess I could try it…” Aaron replies somewhat reluctantly. J.J. isn’t surprised that his mercurial cousin is raising new objections to the summertime project, and he unleashes his eloquence again to counter them. “Dude, I know it sounds old school and even kinda lame, but would you really rather be working the drive-thru at QwikBurger? You’ll make a lot more money doing this, and the pussy, dude! The pussy!” he says encouragingly. “Okay, I’ll do it! So when do we start?” Aaron now asks, finally giving in completely. “We won’t be able to actually start working for another two weeks until after school is over, but we might as well start lining up the chicks right now. I’ll take my end of our street plus Oak Street. You work your end of our street plus Pine Street,” J.J. replies, setting the parameters for the summer’s carnal campaign. “Cool! Let’s do this!” a newly enthused Aaron exclaims, as the cousins exchange a fist bump.
Wednesday, June 1. “So, dude, this guy WANTS you to fuck his wife?” Aaron asks incredulously as he and J.J. walk to the convenience store after school. “Yeah, dude. He wants to hook me up with her. I know it sounds messed up and this dude is kinda sketchy…” J.J. replies. “Are you going to do it?” Aaron asks. “Fuck yeah! His wife is fucking hot!” J.J. replies enthusiastically. “Plus, there’s the hippie chick. Her husband is down in Mexico somewhere,” J.J. continues, bringing his cousin up to speed on his prospects for the summer. “So, if we’re trying to get married chicks, why are we going to see Destiny?” a puzzled Aaron now asks as they near their destination. “Because, dude, I fucking need it! You’ve got Megan but I haven’t been getting any for two weeks, ever since I dumped Linda,” J.J. replies, referencing his break up with his 17 year old blonde girlfriend. “Besides, we didn’t come here last week, so Destiny is probably wondering what happened to us.” “Why did you dump Linda anyway?” a still perplexed Aaron asks, as they walk up to the front entrance of the store. “Because she was getting on my nerves. But I shouldn’t have dumped her without having another chick lined up,” J.J. admits.
He pulls open the door and the two boys, sweaty from their walk, enter the air conditioned coolness of the store. “Hi, J.J.! Hi, Aaron!” the strikingly pretty teen behind the counter greets them. “Hey, Destiny,” J.J. responds. “Yo,” Aaron greets her in turn. Destiny is 17, with long, light brown hair and blue eyes. She’s wearing a blue t-shirt with the store logo on it, which show her c-cup tits to advantage, with jeans and flip flops. Sweet tempered but slow witted, she is intimately acquainted with both cousins. “You guys didn’t stop in at all last week! I missed you!” she says in a gently reproachful tone. “Yeah, you know, family shit and that kinda stuff,” J.J. offers apologetically. Moving out from behind the counter, she begins to lead the two studs to the back room of the store. “Oops! Wait a minute!” she exclaims suddenly, stopping in her tracks. Turning around, and then brushing past them, she scurries to the front door, J.J. and Aaron turning to watch her shapely ass, tightly encased in her jeans, as it jiggles past them. She quickly locks the front door and puts the “Back in 5 Minutes” sign up in the window. “Can’t forget to do that! I almost got caught yesterday!” she explains, hurrying back towards the 2 studs. “I had just finished up with a guy in the back and he was zipping up his pants when a customer walked into the store,” she continues in a casual, nonchalant tone. Both studs now have rock hard erections, as Destiny leads them into the back room. The trio stop in the middle of the room, surrounded by pallets full of pork rinds, potato chips, soft drinks and bottled water. Destiny drops to her knees. The two studs loosen and pull down their jeans and then pull down their briefs. Aaron watches as the full length of J.J.’s erect penis vanishes into Destiny’s mouth. A few head bobs elicit a groan from J.J., whereupon the slut turns her attention to Aaron, taking him into her well practiced mouth. Aaron lets out a little grunt of pleasure as he feels Destiny’s secret weapon, her tongue ring, teasing the swollen head of his cock. He feels the metallic ball sliding down the entire length of his shaft, throws his head back and lets out a deep groan. She’s always so fucking good! he thinks…
The blow job from Destiny has only whetted Aaron’s carnal appetite. Determined to put J.J.’s summertime plan into operation, he steps outside his house after dinner, crosses the street and knocks on the front door of the house directly opposite his. Suddenly, having second thoughts yet again, he thinks to himself, What the fuck am I doing? but before he can turn and walk away, the door opens. Standing in the doorway is Melissa. She is tall and absolutely gorgeous, with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and a radiant smile. Aaron had hesitated about approaching her; she’s 39, but she looks at least a decade younger, and he’s decided to heed his cousin’s advice about age just being a number. “Hi, Aaron!” she greets him, flashing her dazzling smile. She’s dressed in a white t-shirt that tightly encases her c-cup tits, with jeans and in her bare feet, with their pretty red painted toenails. Aaron has always considered her hot “for her age” but now he sees her in a new and completely different light; swayed by J.J. he now sees her as a potential sex partner. “Yo, Melissa…I was just wondering if you needed any work done around your yard this summer,” he manages to blurt out, trying not to sound too rehearsed in his presentation. Melissa takes a quick glance over her shoulder and in a lowered voice replies, “Yes, Aaron, I do, but my husband’s home right now. Can you come back some other time so we can talk about it?” “Sure…when’s a good time?” a puzzled Aaron replies. “Earlier in the afternoon…maybe tomorrow or Friday. Maybe you can stop by after you get out of school?” she asks. “Sure! I’ll stop by after school on Friday,” Aaron agrees, still somewhat perplexed. “Great! Let’s keep it our little secret!” Melissa replies, putting her finger to her lips.
“Don’t worry, man, she’ll come around,” J.J.’s friend Chip reassures him as they sit on the deck at the back of Chip’s house. The friendship is an unusual one, to say the least. It has incurred the displeasure of J.J.’s parents and raised the eyebrows of almost everyone else. The long haired Chip is 35, more than twice J.J.’s age, and is actually a somewhat talented amateur musician. J.J., with his passion for alternative music, has gravitated towards the quirky character and a strong and sincere, albeit unlikely, friendship has developed between the two. J.J.’s parents, worried that the seemingly shiftless character is trying to lure their son into alcohol or controlled substance use, would be greatly reassured if they knew the truth; Chip never touches anything stronger than the diet coke that he’s sipping right now while having his chat with J.J. On the other hand, they would be apoplectic, or at least J.J.’s mother would be, to discover that Chip is offering his stunningly beautiful blonde wife up to J.J. for sex. For his part, J.J. is eager to take his friend up on the offer. When Chip had first proposed the idea to him a month earlier, the teen thought that he was joking. When it became clear that he was dead serious, J.J. eagerly agreed. What could be better than the husband actually hooking you up with his wife! The project very quickly hit a stumbling block: the wife herself. “It’s not that she doesn’t like you, man. She does! She just keeps saying how we’re married and she doesn’t want to cheat. But I’m going to keep working on her!” Chip explains to his young friend.
Just then, the sliding door to the house opens and Chip’s wife Lisa steps out, as if on cue. Lisa is 23 and has been married to the much older Chip for only a year. She is strikingly beautiful, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Since Chip loves to show her off, she is flaunting her gym toned body in a hot pink thong bikini, her bountiful d-cup tips straining the skimpy top. Also at Chip’s direction, the 5’6 beauty is wearing a pair of matching hot pink, closed toe stiletto pumps with 5 inch heels. J.J. drinks in the sight of the luscious beauty. Even though he genuinely likes Chip, he finds himself puzzling over how his somewhat sketchy friend managed to score such a hot young wife. “Hi, J.J!” Lisa gives the young stud a friendly greeting as she clicks her way towards the love seat, positioned across from where the teen and her husband are sitting. “Wait! Stop!” Chip suddenly calls out. “Wha…?” Lisa asks, stopping in her tracks with a puzzled look. “J.J., man, stand over there next to her! I wanna get a pic!” Chip orders his young guest. J.J. readily jumps up and plants himself next to Lisa. “Come on! Get in closer! Put your arm around her!” Chip encourages them. The teen stud and the blonde beauty, towering over him in her heels, press in close to each other and J.J. puts his arm around her waist. To J.J.’s satisfaction, he feels her press herself closely into him. “You two make such a hot couple!” Chip exclaims. “Oh, Chip! That again?” Lisa calls out in a cheerfully exasperated voice. “Just sayin’, babe! Come on! Smile!” Chip instructs them and he snaps the picture. J.J. reluctantly withdraws his arm, and as Lisa continues over to the love seat, he turns to retake his chair, only to find that Chip has appropriated it as a footrest. “Oh, sorry man! You’ll just have to sit on the love seat…with Lisa!” Chip says apologetically. “Oh, how convenient!” Lisa exclaims as J.J. sits down beside her. She crosses her legs and smiles at him reassuringly. Not surprisingly, the teen stud has a raging boner. He watches her sexy high heeled shoe jiggling in front of him as she nervously bounces her foot and steals furtive glances at him. “Hey, babe, J.J. is going to be doing yard work in the neighborhood this summer. Maybe we can get him to do ours!” Chip now says. “Are you good?” Lisa asks her teen companion. “Yeah, I’m good! I’m REAL good!’ J.J. replies. “I bet you are!” Lisa responds with a giggle. “Yeah, he works real hard, don’t you, man?” Chip now asks, eager to stir the pot some more. “Oh, yeah! I’m the hardest worker you’ll ever meet!” J.J. agrees, flashing his braces in a boyish grin. Lisa lowers her head and giggles again, undeniably enjoying the double entendres. “Wow! I’m impressed!” she says, casting another glance at J.J. before quickly turning her head away again. J.J. can feel the sexual tension building. He looks over at Chip. His friend gives him a knowing wink…
Thursday, June 2. Jennifer hears the knock at her front door and makes her way across the living room to answer it. The 29 year old is wearing a short, brightly colored sundress and sandals that display her sexy, red painted toenails. Standing at 5’8, she is a statuesque beauty, with long, curly dark brown hair cascading down her back, a well tanned complexion and blue eyes. Her firm, luscious C-cup tits are unrestrained by a bra. She opens the door and smiles warmly. “Hi, Aaron!” she greets her teenage neighbor. “Umm…hi, Jen,” Aaron replies, trying to sound as casual as he possibly can. “I was just wondering…well, I was just kinda wondering…” “If we need any work done around the yard this summer?” Jen finishes his thought for him, flashing him another smile while suppressing a little giggle. “Umm, yeah…” Aaron fumbles for words, shifting from one foot to another. She’s so fucking hot! he thinks to himself, even now feeling his tool beginning to stiffen. “Sure! You can come over once a week!” Jen responds cheerfully. “There should be plenty for you to do! Brian is away so much on business he just doesn’t have the time!” “Cool!” Aaron replies. “Maybe I can start the Thursday after school ends, the 16th?” “That’ll be fine!” Jen agrees. “But you’ll have to promise to behave yourself!” Uh, oh, Aaron thinks to himself. She means that time that I cleared the snow from her driveway back in March… Sure enough, that was exactly what Jen meant. “I still can’t believe that you asked me to have sex with you!” she murmurs with a smile, giving her head a good natured little shake as she recalls Aaron’s blatant proposition on that chilly winter day. Aaron looks down in embarrassment at his feet and then quickly glances at her. The look on her face and her tone of voice are reassuringly bemused, rather than outraged. “Umm…” Aaron starts to stammer, but Jen preempts him. “So, see you in two weeks!” she says cheerfully.
“Like we totally, totally align,” Kerri states emphatically to J.J., looking him deep in the eyes and clasping both of his hands tightly in hers. “It’s just the time…the time isn’t…like…right.” J.J. is all alone with the petite 27 year old, sitting with her on the sofa in her cluttered, dimly lit living room, the smell of incense and scented candles heavy in the air. He’s frustrated and he has an erection. For the past half hour, his hippie chick friend has been telling him how she wants to “converge” with him, but the time just isn’t right. Kerri is a doll like 5’1, weighing in at 98 pounds. As befitting her bohemian persona, her long, curly light brown hair is disorderly; she peers at J.J. with her light blue eyes over the pair of librarian glasses perched on the end of her nose. She’s dressed in a loose fitting, low cut white blouse and a skimpy pair of jean shorts, her bare feet tucked beneath her on the sofa. Peering down the front of her blouse while trying not to make it obvious, J.J. can see that her perky little tits are braless. Usually, she has a playful, mischievous little smirk on her face, but tonight, her expression is one of earnestness. “It’s not the right time?” J.J. can only repeat in bewilderment. He’s eager to fuck the petite little hippie’s brains out, but is stymied by her weird hesitation. “No, no, it’s not that…not really…I don’t think…” she blurts out, letting go of J.J.’s hands and suddenly jumping to her feet. She starts to pace up and down the room, slowly, looking up at the ceiling as if for inspiration, as she tries with great difficulty, to organize her thoughts. “I knew that, like, everything was going to totally realign when Milo went down to Honduras to find himself,” she begins, referencing her conveniently absent husband. “I just didn’t know, like, how it would happen…like, you know what I mean?” she asks, stopping to look at J.J. “Yeah, sure,” J.J. agrees, masking his inward bafflement. “But then, I met you, and I just like knew!” she now exclaims enthusiastically, throwing her arms energetically out in front of her. “It was just like, wow! We totally, totally align!” She pauses, dropping her arms to her side. “It’s just that…there’s something, like, missing…” she continues in a dejected tone. “But, if we align, what’s missing?” J.J. asks in total bewilderment. “I don’t know…like, I just don’t know…” Kerri replies, her frustration evident. “I’ve been consulting the crystals, but it’s just not clear…Anyway, it’s getting late,” she now announces, pulling him up from the sofa. “You’d better get home. I’m going to try reading the crystals again tonight before I go to bed. Maybe I’ll find the answer.”
Friday, June 3. “Yes, Aaron, you can do my lawn for me, but it’s going to have to be our little secret,” Melissa informs Aaron as they stand together in her living room. “I just don’t want my husband to know. He gets so jealous!” “Jealous of me? I’m only 15!” Aaron exclaims, feigning incredulous innocence. “Yeah, I wish he wasn’t like that! All I have to do is make just one little comment and he starts imaging all kinds of things!’ the beautiful blonde explains. The two agree that Aaron will start work after the 15th during the day, while Melissa’s husband is at work. Their meeting ends completely innocently, but it gets Aaron wondering. Why would her husband be jealous of a teenager like me? What kind of comment did she make? Was it about me? Of course, I’m going to give him good reason to be jealous! Aaron thinks with satisfaction as he crosses the street on his way home.
After dinner, J.J. makes the short walk over to Donna’s house, just two doors down from his own. He knocks and presently the door opens to reveal the cheerfully ditzy, big boobed blonde. Donna is 37, 5’6, with d-cup tits. Her golden tresses are tied up in a messy bun on top of her head, and she’s wearing a white t-shirt, a pair of faded jeans, and sneakers. Her blue eyes light up at the sight of J.J. standing in her doorway. “J.J.! Come in! Come in!” she beckons him. “Come on into the kitchen! I’ll get you a glass of iced tea!” J.J. follows the blonde MILF into the kitchen. The two are very well acquainted. J.J. worked for her last summer and longed to bang the airheaded MILF but never got the opportunity. The two did, however, establish a bantering rapport that was beginning to drift towards an all out flirtation by the end of the summer. “So, are you doing lawns again?” she asks as the two stand at the kitchen counter, sipping their iced tea. “Yeah, that’s what I came over here to ask you about,” J.J. readily admits. Although he’s been without pussy for almost three weeks, he’s determined to play the long game with the MILF and not do or say anything to damage his future prospects. “That would be awesome! We’ll have so much fun, like we did last year!” Donna replies happily. “Cool! I’ll be able to start after the 15th, when school is out,” J.J. replies. “I’ll have to ask Frank, but I’m sure he won’t mind. He’s working night shifts now. I hardly ever see him,” Donna says. “Just plan on starting that week, when school is out!” J.J. takes another sip of his iced tea and is about to excuse himself and leave. Sure, he’d love to throw the MILF up on the counter and fuck her brains out right there in the kitchen, but he knows it isn’t going to happen. But he has laid the groundwork for a possible fuck session later that summer. He’s just about to open his mouth to thank Donna for the iced tea and say his goodbyes, when she suddenly asks, “So, do you know my friend Tracey?” Concealing his surprise, J.J. replies, “Yeah, I do…kinda…I met her once…” “She didn’t say how she knows you, but she told me that I better keep my hands to myself!” Donna responds laughingly. During their conversation, the two have gravitated ever closer to each other. “You think she’s jealous?” J.J. asks, suddenly seeing opportunity beckoning. “I hope she is!” Donna giggles. “I’m going to have a lot of trouble keeping my hands to myself!” She brushes her hand up against J.J.’s chest, letting her fingers skim lightly over the fabric of his t-shirt. “You can take your shirt off, J.J.! I’ve seen your bare chest before!” she giggles again. The teen stud pulls off his t-shirt. He now has a rock hard erection bulging in his jean shorts. “You’ve gotten bigger since last summer!” Donna purrs, running her fingers lightly down the length of J.J.’s bare chest. “You’ve been working out!” she says, now giving one of his rock hard biceps a little squeeze. Quickly glancing down, she lets out yet another little giggle. “Wow! I see something else that’s really big!”
As they gaze deeply into each other’s eyes, Donna, with a lustful smile on her face, reaches down and loosens the stud’s jean shorts. Taking over, he pulls down his shorts and then his briefs. His stiffened, throbbing love worm comes springing out. “Wow! Baby, you really are a big boy!” Donna exclaims, her eyes opening wide. She immediately drops to her knees and eagerly takes the stiffened tool in her mouth. Soon, her head is bobbing up and down enthusiastically on J.J.’s dick, and the stud lets out a little groan of pleasure. “You like that, baby?” Donna asks, briefly taking the dick out of her mouth before sliding it back in and continuing her oral work. “Oh fuck, yeah!” the stud groans appreciatively. Quickly getting to her feet, Donna pulls off her t-shirt, revealing a red bra that can barely contain her mammoth jugs. J.J. quickly helps her out of her bra, and gives her now free titties a squeeze. The two quickly get rid of the rest of their clothing, which are discarded in crumpled up piles on the kitchen floor. Soon, the MILF is gloriously naked; J.J. is also naked except for his ubiquitous backwards baseball cap. Frank is working until midnight; the kids are all sleeping over at friends’ houses tonight; they’ve got several hours of fuck time. “Come on, baby!” Donna exclaims, grabbing J.J.’s hand and leading him back to the bedroom. The stud can’t believe his luck: finally getting some pussy again after three weeks!
Aaron and his girlfriend Megan finally come up for air after a steamy kiss on the sofa in her apartment. The feisty 19 year old redhead is petite with blue eyes and perky little tits. Like Aaron, she wears braces, which give her a fetchingly girlish aura when she smiles. “Just once tonight, Aaron! I have to get up early for work tomorrow!” she admonishes her randy 15 year old boyfriend. “Yeah, okay,” the stud replies sulkily. “But what’s that on your neck?” he asks, knowing very well what a hickey is when he sees one. “Oh, didn’t you give that to me last time?” the fiery little slut asks him, not that she can even really remember who gave it to her anyway. “Whoever he was, I KNOW he’s not as good as I am,” the stud replies in a cocky tone of voice. “You brat!” Megan exclaims, giving him a sharp smack on the shoulder. Flashing him a wicked little grin with her braces, she slides down off the sofa and positions herself on her knees in front of him. “Remember! Just once tonight!” she declares sternly, as she starts undoing his jean shorts. “We might as well go to the bedroom, then,” the stud suggests. “Not just yet! I’m going to get you warmed up first!” the redhead replies, taking her young stud’s love worm in her mouth…
“Oh my god!” Donna cries out loudly, as she feels her young stud’s tongue tantalizing her clit. She is on all fours in her bed, in doggy style position. J.J.’s face is nestled between her ass cheeks and he is eating her pussy with gusto. “Oh! Right there! Right there!” she says, guiding the teen’s tongue just a little bit upwards, before letting out a loud, orgasmic moan. “Oh my god!!!!” she screams again, as J.J.’s skilled tongue drives her to orgasm. With the MILF now well primed, the stud positions himself behind her and slides his rock hard fuck stick into her wet, welcoming love slot. “Oh yeah, J.J. baby! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she cries out. Deprived of pussy for three weeks, the sex starved teen hammers the dumb blonde MILF’s pussy with a vengeance. Donna screams loudly as the stud pounds her into a string of orgasms. “Oh, yeah! Fuck that pussy!” she calls out. Tightly gripping the blonde slut’s hips, he pounds away at her until his balls explode, hurtling a thick, slimy load of his man sludge deep into her pussy…
…“Holy crap, J.J! You’re so fucking big!” Donna gasps in amazement, looking up into her stud’s eyes as he thrusts away steadily with his rigid 8 inch tool. The two have switched to missionary position; J.J. has already dumped 2 loads into the busty blonde bimbo’s pussy and is now fucking her for the third time. “If I knew how good you were, I would have fucked you last summer! I wanted to!” she now admits to him. “My dick is bigger now than it was last summer!” the young stud grunts as he works up a sweat, steadily continuing to plow her pussy. “Oh yeah, baby!” she moans, as he slams her into yet another climax…
…Grunting loudly, J.J. thrusts his stiffened pecker balls deep again and again into a loudly moaning Donna. They are now fucking for the fifth time, and he forcefully hammers his way to ejaculation. “Oh, shit!” he groans as he feels his nuts explode, splattering Donna’s pussy with the now depleted contents of his man pouch. “Oh yeah, baby! Yeah!” Donna cries out as she joins her teen stud in orgasm. Drenched in sweat, his balls now thoroughly emptied, the stud pulls his pecker out of the well fucked slut and flops down onto the bed next to her. The blonde MILF snuggles herself up against him, cradling her teen lover in her arms. “You were SO good baby! And not just the fucking! The way you eat pussy! Wow!” she exclaims enthusiastically. She gives him a peck on the cheek and then pulls herself even closer into him. “You know, I really did want to fuck you last year…I’m so glad we finally got to do it!” she murmurs. Suddenly, she starts giggling. “What’s so funny?” a puzzled J.J. asks. “I was just imagining the look on Frank’s face if he walked in on us!” she manages to gasp out, now shaking with laughter. “Yeah, that would be something,” J.J. replies. Wow! She is such an airhead! he thinks to himself. But at least I drained my balls!
Saturday, June 4. Megan rolls over in bed and groans, just beginning to emerge from a deep sleep. The sex last night had been so good! On the floor next to the bed are her crumpled t-shirt and jeans and her flip flops where she had hastily discarded them the night before. The petite, naked redhead lifts her head heavily off the pillow, glances at the alarm clock on the night stand and with another groan, lets her head drop back onto the pillow. Shit! Only 3 hours of sleep! And almost time to get up! Time to get rid of him, she thinks. Aaron is lying naked next to her, on his back, mouth wide open, snoring loudly, his dick petrified into an erection. Drawing her pretty little foot back, she gives him a sharp kick in the leg, rudely breaking into his slumber. “Wha…?” the confused, sleepy teen exclaims. “Get up you bum!” Megan berates him loudly. “I wanna sleep…” he replies groggily, rolling over onto his side. “Come on, Aaron! I gotta get ready for work! You’ve gotta leave!” Megan exclaims, sitting up and giving him a sharp smack on the shoulder. “We got time for…?” Aaron begins suggestively, rolling once again onto his back and displaying his insistent morning erection. “No, we don’t!” Megan exclaims. “And I better not be pregnant! You couldn’t control yourself last night!” “You were the one who said 5 times wasn’t enough,” Aaron reminds her. “Oh, you were awesome, baby!” Megan assures him, sliding herself into his arms for a snuggle. “Eight times! Eight fucking times!” she exclaims in amazement. “But, babe, I really gotta go to work,” she reiterates, her voice now taking on a plaintive tone. “Okay,” the oversexed young stud finally concedes. “But give me head first.” “You’re impossible!” she exclaims. “But…I guess if that’s what I gotta do…” disengaging herself from the stud’s arms, she quickly ducks her head down. Aaron feels the warmth of her mouth on his swollen cock and laying back on his pillow, he lets out a little groan as Megan gets busy with her tongue…
(to be continued…)