by Pamela Prim
“I’ll bet that you have a hot little body under there.”
Gregg didn’t need to be asked twice. He felt confident that she’d be impressed by his six-pack and hard abs. He quickly lifted his shirt up over his head.
“Wow, that’s hot,” Ms. Volpe said.
She placed her hands on his pecs and squeezed. Then she slowly worked, no danced, her fingers down his chest. She planted soft kisses on Gregg six pack. Then she reached around and squeezed his ass. She smiled with delight and yanked his blue shorts down his muscular, hairless legs. Gregg’s big hard cock bounced up and down in front of her face. She stared at it as if she were hypnotized.
“That’s such a beautiful cock,” she said. “It’s almost twice as big as my ex-husband’s.
Gregg couldn’t help feeling flattered by the compliment. This was a woman who had probably seen a lot of cock in her day, or so it seemed. If she was genuinely impressed, then he most likely did have a nice cock. It wasn’t something that he’d ever really paid much attention to.
Ms. Volpe swirled her tongue around Gregg’s cock and kept her eyes looking up at him the whole time. She was going to drive him wild in no time if she kept that up. What a slut! Gregg thought to himself, completely entranced by how uninhibited and free the older woman was.
“That feels so good,” Gregg said. “So fucking good. Please don’t stop.”
“Those young girls at school don’t really know how to suck cock, do they?”
Gregg’s tongue got stuck in his throat as he tried to answer the question. But the slight spasm that shook his body was enough of an answer.
Then Ms. Volpe did something that no girl had ever done to him before. She did something that he would have never asked a girl to do. But it was damn near the best sensation that he’d ever felt in his life.
As she slobbered up and down his cock with her slutty mouth, Ms. Volpe began playing around Gregg’s asshole with her fingers. She probably suspected that that would push him past the edge and set off an explosion of young man cum all over her face and tits.
She was right!
That one body spasm was the just the prologue to a series of full body convulsions that sent thick loads of cum shooting from Gregg’s dick.
Ms. Volpe giggled and admired just how virile Gregg was. And Gregg certainly felt proud of himself. He’d never cum so hard in all of his life. He was panting and out of breath.
But Ms. Volpe wasn’t quite done yet. She licked a few last drops of cum from the head of Gregg’s dick.
Gregg’s cock slowly began to soften. Ms. Volpe still held it in her hand. She gave it a couple of soft kisses then finally let go. The thick piece of swung from side to side between Gregg’s legs.
“You stay right there, she said. I’m going to come back and get you all cleaned up.”
Ms. Volpe smiled as she wiped down Gregg’s cock and stomach with a warm rag. She took hold of cock and wiped under the balls. No girl had ever done that for him before. It was yet another thing that he would even had known to ask a girl for.
When Gregg finally got home after leaving Ms. Volpe’s house, his face was glowing with satisfaction. Right when he stepped into the kitchen his mother noticed that something was wrong. She kept her eyes locked on him as he went into the fridge for his sports drink.
He took a long, long sip from the cold beverage, savoring its refreshing flavor.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Mom?” He asked.
“I’m not sure but something seems different about you. Have you gotten taller this summer?”
Gregg laughed and almost spit out a mouthful of juice.
“Mom, what the hell are you talking about?”
“Don’t use that kind of language around me. I don’t care how big you get.
“This is so stupid,” Gregg said, throwing his head back and taking another sip.
His mother had heard enough. She placed herself directly behind him, raised his hand in the air, then brought the palm of her hand into direct contact with Gregg’s ass.
Gregg screeched and jumped up in the air. The juice shot out of his mouth and splashed against the wall on the other side of the kitchen.
But his mother wasn’t satisfied with just one slap. She cocked her arm back and smacked him several more times.
Each time Gregg screamed louder and louder. He eventually got out of the kitchen and locked himself in his room. He couldn’t believe what his mother had done. It had been so many years since she’d spanked him. What had come over?
His ass cheeks were burning with pain. His face turned red with shame. His mother still thought that she could put hands on him like that. It still made him feel like a child. Despite the pain and the shame, he could feel his cock stiffening in his pants.
Oh my god. This was too weird. He quickly hurried into the shower. For a long time, he stood under the showerhead, just letting the water cascade down on him. It was such relaxing feeling. What a day he’d had…and he couldn’t wait to do it all again.
He regretted that he would have to wait another three days until the soccer scrimmage.
He didn’t think that he’d be able to go that long without seeing the woman who’d taken him to heights of pleasure that he’d never even been able to dream of.
He burned to experience that older woman magic once again. And again and again and again. He knew that it would be a long time before he got tired of her.
Chapter 3
The next day Gregg woke up with an incredible stiff boner. When he pulled the sheet back and saw how long and thick he looked, he nearly did a double take. It was the strangest thing. He had long assumed that it was younger women who helped men tap into their great potential. Everything in American culture suggested, or practically jammed the thought down your throat, that young women more desirable and older women should be left alone and not pursued sexually.
Gregg couldn’t get Mrs. Volpe out of his mind. Masturbation and porn weren’t working at all. He thought that both of this activities would help rid him of some of his lust but they seemed to have had the opposite effect. Each time he fantasized about her image; her touch, her scent became deeper and deeper engraved on his brain. He needed to step up the intensity of his exercise. He decided that taking a jog through the town, maybe about five miles in total, would be the perfect way for him to refocus his mind.
Twenty minutes into his jog, Gregg felt free of all worries. He’d run this route so many times before. Track and Field had been his best sport high school. Mr. O’Connor always had the team run through the main streets of the town—rain, sleet, snow, blazing heat- no matter. He wanted them to be proud of where they lived. And he wanted the people in the town to be proud of their four-time state champion Track and Field Team.
He continued for another mile or so, then decided to turn back and stop for a bite to eat downtown. His lean muscular body was covered in sweat. The outline of his big cock was clearly visible in his running shorts. He noticed a few middle aged women smiling and then checking his package. Was every woman in this town looking to sleeping with him? Goddamn, these women were horny as hell.
Gregg heard tires screeching on concrete. He turned around and a silver Mercedes Benz with the top down. But he saw next nearly made him wild with jealousy.
It was Ms. Volpe in a tight black dress that let plenty of her cleavage hang out. She was getting into the obnoxious German luxury ride. Before Gregg could rush across the street and figure out what the hell was going on, the car pulled off, kicking up clouds smoke and screeching against the concrete. Was she with someone else? That wasn’t really specified.
Gregg stood on the sidewalk for a few moments, as the speeding car disappeared in the distance. The thought that Ms. Volpe was sleeping with other guys hadn’t even crossed his mind. She kept talking about how it had been so long since her sexual needs had been met. Maybe that was all an act, he thought. Maybe she was just saying that to boost my ego.
He felt like a fool for believi
ng all those sweet words that she’d whispered in his ear. He should have known that she was just playing a game with him.
He knew right then that he wouldn’t be able to wait three more days before seeing Ms. Volpe. No way. He would go crazy, if he even tried to wait that long.
He would go see her that night. There was no question about that. He just hoped that he didn’t run into the slick-haired guy in the Benz, or any of her other lovers for that matter.
Chapter 4
“So you’ve been following me around town, is that right?” Ms. Volpe asked, smiling mischievously. She seemed to be enjoying Gregg’s discomfort and especially his jealousy. She must have found it flattering that her young lover was taking such a keen interest in what she did with her body when he wasn’t around.
“No, Ms. Volpe, that’s not what happened at all.”
Ms. Volpe placed her hand on Gregg’ thigh and squeezed. Gregg took a deep breath and briefly closed his eyes. Every time this woman touched him, she was capable of taking him over the edge. No woman had ever had such an impact on him. That’s why he hadn’t been able to control his feelings of jealousy. Who was that guy that he’d seen her with earlier in the afternoon?
That was the question that he needed answered.
“I think it’s cute that you’re a little jealous,” Ms. Volpe said. “But I just want you to worry about what happens between us. Ok?”
Gregg nodded his head submissively as he felt Ms. Volpe’s hand squeezing the hard bulge in his pants.
“One more thing,” she whispered into his ear. “I want you to call me Mandy from now on.”
“I would like that,” Gregg answered.
“What I think you’ll like even more is putting that hard dick into my pussy.”
“I want to fuck you so bad,” Gregg said.
“Yeah, I really want you to pound my pussy and come inside of me.” She moaned sultrily. “Do you think that you can do that? It’s been so long since I had a man come inside of me.”
That’s all Gregg wanted to hear. He immediately began stripping off all his clothes.
Within seconds he was standing in front of Mandy with his hard cock bouncing in the air.
“You have the most beautiful cock,” Mandy said taking into between both her hands, and gently stroking it up and down. “Let’s go into the bedroom, I’ve got a few toys in there that will be a lot of fun to play with.”
Mandy pulled Gregg by the hand and they both hurried up the steps that lead to her bedroom. He was surprised that as a single woman that she needed to live in such a house, but he never bothered to ask her if perhaps there was someone else staying in the house. That would have been as nice piece of information to find out before he began pounding her with his cock. Mandy pushed Gregg down on the bed.
“You wait right here,” she said. “I can’t wait to get my hands all over that cock.”
There was no need to worry. Gregg’s cock was throbbing on his stomach. It looked huge!
Mandy went into her bathroom and came out a few minutes later. She was wearing some black lingerie and she had a lace choker around her neck. Gregg’s cock grew even harder as he eyed her up and down, full of lust and desire.
She was holding a bottle of lube in her hand. She squirted a glob into her palm and worked up a good lather.
Gregg tingled with excitement as she rubbed the warm liquid up and down his cock, pausing ever so briefly at the thick head, then moving her hands expertly up and down the shaft.
He kept his eyes shut and waited for Mandy to slip a wet finger into his asshole, or maybe two. That feeling has been unreal! It had given him one of the most intense orgasms that he’d ever experienced.
But Mandy had other ideas.
After she made sure that every inch of his cock was covered by a thick layer of lube, she gave the mushroom shaped head a few tongue swirls, then let the stiff cock fall from her hands.
“Do you like it when the woman is on top?” She asked, putting herself in precisely that dominating position.
Gregg had no problem at all letting her take charge from that position. He found really hot that she had the confidence to take charge of the encounter. That’s something that he certainly wouldn’t have expected from a young girl. They always seemed to wait passively for him to do or say something.
It was so exciting to be with a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
When she’d finally gotten herself into the straddling position, Mandy took both of her full breasts in her hands and pushed them into Gregg’s face. She loved to watch him hungrily suck her nipples. It was so naughty and such a turn on.
Gregg was desperate to get those large, hard nipples in his teeth. Suckling them gave him so much pleasure. He would suck on her nipples, like a baby, while she rocked back and forth on his huge dick. He was about to shoot a load just thinking. Mandy took hold of his cock and rubbed it up and down her swollen, wet pussy lips. She moaned and closed her eyes, enjoying the strength of the young man’s cock, and soft kisses and sucks from his lips.
“I want you to fuck me really hard,” Mandy said. “Slam your hips into me.”
Gregg’s eyes grew wide with desire. He loved how her dirty talk always spiced things up. But he didn’t want her to think that he was too shy or embarrassed to come up with his own lines. He wanted to show that he could be just as dirty as she was.
“Do you think that you can handle all of that young cock?” He said. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Mandy shove the hard shaft into her pussy and then lowered down hard on it, practically impaling herself on his huge cock. They both closed their eyes and sighed in unison.
What a great fucking feeling!
Gregg let Mandy’s breasts fall from, his mouth. He reached around and palmed both of her toned and lightly tanned ass cheeks. That would give him leverage as he pounded his cock into her, just as she asked. She wanted to be fucked roughly and he would be sure to give her just that.
As if Gregg couldn’t get any more excited, the image surged into his mind that almost literally set him on fire with passion and uncontrollable lust. It was the image of Mandy, the woman who right now straddling his cock and rocking her hips back and forth to a sweet rhythm, getting into a silver Benz that afternoon. He knew that this was the wrong, stupid time to be worrying. But he couldn’t help it. There the image was. Instead of turning him off or making angry with jealousy, the idea that he had competition spurred him on.
He moved his hands from Mandy’s ass cheeks to her slim hips. That’s how he rocked her back forth and really drive his cock into her. He pumped into her a few times and she moaned with satisfaction. She threw her head back and held breasts in her hands. Gregg loved how full and feminine her slightly sagging breasts looked. And he also enjoyed the sigh of the dapples of age spots on her arms and just above her breasts. He never realized just how much there was to appreciate about an older women’s body. He’d never paid attention to all of the little details of woman’s body like he was doing with Mandy.
As he lifted and rhythmically pumped his cock out of her pussy, he was amazed by how wet she was. And he could feel some of her juices beginning to seep out of her. But her pussy felt so damn tight around his cock. He hadn’t even asked whether or not she had any kids. Somehow that subject hadn’t come out. Or maybe they were both avoiding it. Whatever the case, it wasn’t something that they had talked about. But judging from how tight her pussy was Gregg would have thought that there was no way that she could have been pregnant.
“I want you to shoot your come into me,” she said. “Please, I want to feel your cock throbbing inside me.”
“I can't believe how tight your pussy is,” Gregg replied. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to hold out much longer. It feels so fucking good.”
Those words spurred Mandy on. It was like her body had suddenly been seized by a frenetic, primal energy. She dug her fingers into Gregg’s chest, urging him to fuck her deeper and harder. She was de
sperate for him to cum inside of her.
Gregg did not want to disappoint her. He would have shot his load wherever she wanted him to. He could feel his cock growing even bigger and harder as it thrust back in forth in the older woman’s still tight pussy. To spice things up even more and push her even closer to the edge of a powerful orgasm, Gregg slipped one of his wet fingers into Mandy’s ass. Her ass wasn’t nearly as tight as he expected it to be. His wet finger didn’t have much trouble sliding right in there. So he decided to push another finger in as well. That created a much tighter fit.
“Oh, my God,” Mandy said breathily. “That feels so good. Push your fingers up there even deeper.”
Gregg did as she commanded. The dual pumping action was getting him excited. It seemed as if there was only a thin wall separating his thrusting fingers from his thrusting cock. He’d never imagined doing something like that.