Chapter 6

I covered my hands with sunscreen and reached for her shoulders. I was as nervous as a turkey the day before Thanksgiving. Like a kid trying to spread peanut butter on soft bread, I fumbled on her upper back. I thought I might have heard a sigh, but to me, it registered as a moan of pleasure, so I moved on. I smeared tanning lotion on her sides, getting within an inch of touching the bulging breast meat. I chickened out and continued downward. Her back muscles were firm on each side of the sexy groove that marked the center of her back and led straight to her ass crack. I squirted a circle of sunscreen over the fine blond hairs that were only visible in the sunlight.

Now that her back was coated, what was I to do with her ass, I wondered? She wouldn’t want a sunburn on her butt, would she? My palms inched up the slope of her lower back, getting close to that big, womanly rump. She’ll stop me if she doesn’t want me to touch it, I decided and laid my hands on the pillowy mounds. Panic gripped me. I had two choices now, run away or protect her from the sun.

“Joe, make sure you go all the way down my legs ... too.”

My heart raced. Too, is also, and that surely means feel my ass up completely before you go all the way down. I watched as the drops of creamy liquid fell from the bottle toward her rump. It happened in slow motion, the gob fell and hit with a splat. I waited for a reaction, but nothing came, so I was all in.

I squatted. The reality of what I was about to do made my body buzz with a rush of adrenaline. First my left, then my right testicle touched down on her warm flesh. I dragged my sack through the droplets until it was coated, then I slid it up the length of her ass channel. She didn’t flip out, so I pressed my painfully stiff erection between her cheeks. Then I gently slid it up and down in the flesh valley. Oh, it felt so good, but I stopped because I didn’t want to dump my lotion on her back.

Mrs. Davis must have known that it was my cock touching her. That meant she wanted to get fucked, but should I shove it in her without asking? No, I couldn’t do that. I grabbed the cushions of her ass and shoved them together. Her fleshy walls sandwiched my erection, completely hiding it. I drove my cock through the valley until my balls crashed into her, then I backed up. The tip of my cock slid across the hot, silky ring of her asshole.

A voice that reminded me of Jasmine’s when she told me to eat her came from her mother. “Fuck me, Joe. Not in my pussy, I can’t let you, but fuck my asshole.”

I didn’t wait to make sure the voice hadn’t been in my mind. I shoved her cheeks apart and centered the bulb of my cock on the puckered ring. It seemed hotter than the sun. I pushed and my dick head popped into the tightness. I trembled and jerked, easing in. It was liquid fire. Mrs. Davis said, “Ah, Joe, you’ve got a big one for a boy your age. Let me get a look at it.”

I reluctantly extracted my tool from her asshole and dismounted. Chris rolled over and sat up in front of me. Her massive melons swung around and hung halfway to her belly button. Dark nipples covered the tops, with a hard center the size of large raisins, standing proud. She smiled and said, “That’s a beautiful cock, young man. Very impressive. Let me have a taste.” She took hold of my dick and pulled it toward her waiting mouth, then she licked the tip, up the sides, and around the head, like an ice cream cone. My knees went slack when she sucked the purple head into her hot mouth. When she took it out, she licked her lips, as if she were savoring the taste of her asshole. Then, to my surprise, she inhaled the full length. My balls hit her chin. She pulled back, smiled around my purple knob, then slammed her face back down my shaft. Her nose was smashed into my pubic hair while her throat gulped frantically.

When Susan’s mother stopped bobbing on my boner, it was sloppy, wet with her mouth juice. She said, “Now it’s ready,” then she got on her knees and leaned on the chair. “Go ahead, fuck my ass.”

Chris reached back and guided me to her bunghole. My penis brain touched the dark circle. I pushed hard and sank into Mrs. Davis’s body. I didn’t stop until my groin smacked into her ass. The scared-silly boy who had entered the Davis’ backyard turned into a wild animal, running on instincts. I reached around her body, grabbed her hanging tits, and drove the length of my cock into her ass tube. Mrs. Davis thrust her hungry ass back to meet my forward motions. I released her tits, took her by the hips, and slammed her even harder. She grunted and matched me with equal force. “Fuck it, fuck it hard.”

I was pulling out until the flare of my cock head reached the tightness of her anus, then giving her my full length. Slap, slap, slap, our bodies collided, and my balls swung, hitting her wet pussy. I couldn’t go any faster, and I had lasted longer than I could have ever hoped, considering how many days it had been since I released my load.