Chapter 3

It was Saturday morning, and I was lying in my bed thinking about all the fun I had had last weekend, just thinking about Mary’s sweet red lips around my cock was enough to get my cock as hard as an iron bar. I heard my mom calling me down for breakfast, but I ignored her yelling. I grabbed a tissue and started my Saturday morning ritual.

I spat on my hand before I started stroking my morning wood; it was much easier now that I had real-life images in my mind to think about as I wanked myself.

I was thinking about Mary’s big, beautiful boobies. I was starting to stroke faster as I began thinking about sucking on her huge, brown nipples. Instead of wondering what it would be like to have her lips around my dick, I had real-life memories to relive as I jerked off.

I was well into my stride when I heard my mom walking up the stairs. Quickly I hid the tissue and picked up a book as if I had been engrossed in reading. My Mother came into my bedroom and put a mug of tea and some toast on the table next to the bed.

“Good morning come on sleepy head. I have a few errands for you today,” she said as she pulled open my curtains flooding the room is sunshine. She opened the window and fresh air filled the room.

I started to complain until I heard her mention of going to the grocery store. I was soon up and out of my bed; I showered and got dressed before heading to the kitchen. My mom was deeply immersed in a conversation with Miss Elliot over a cup of tea.

They stopped chatting as soon as I entered the kitchen. Miss. Elliot was the school secretary and one of my mother’s best friends. She lived on the far side of town and before Mary Brown had taken me in hand so to speak, Miss. Elliot had been one of the many women I had thought about while having a sneaky wank.

Miss. Elliot was pretty, a short woman, barely five foot tall. She had long blonde hair that she always wore in a ponytail. She always looked very sexy at school in her two-piece business suit; it always seemed very tight over her rump and the swell of her boobs, boobs that were not huge but that swelled so very nicely under her white blouse. I knew many of the guys at school who admitted having a crush on her. She always wore little round glasses and sexy perfume. She was like a little, sexy doll.

Many of the lads at school would ask her for forms and booklets, or even just go into her office to get a glimpse of her thighs and arse. Many bets were going around to see who would be the first to find out if she wore tights or stockings.

Some of the guys told stories about how Miss Elliot took the head boy in hand every year and made a man of him, but we all knew that was bull shit. It was one of those urban myths that did the rounds of the school. We had quite a few.

There was one about the nuns that were part of the teaching staff at the neighbouring catholic school all being lesbians that groomed the female students.

There was another about one of the female PE Teachers having sex in the showers with a lad from the sixth form.

We all knew they were bullshit but every year they did the rounds ... and every year they were embellished.

“Good morning, Miss. Elliot. How are you today?” I said, giving her the once over.

She was dressed in a loose cotton blouse and a pair of tight blue jeans. She was looking very casual but at the same time nice and very sexy. Even the way she held her teacup to her lips was sexy. I felt my cock stirring in my boxers.

“I am well, thank you, Zak. How are you this fine morning?” she replied with a smile, brushing a wisp of hair out of her eyes.

“I’m good, thank you,” I said before turning to my mom. “So, Mom, do you have the shopping list?”

My Mother gave me the shopping list and some cash; I wished my mother and Miss Elliot a great day and off I went.

I cycled down to the store. Mary was serving another customer as I walked in, but she did manage to give me a sexy little wink as I browsed the shelves. When her customer left, she wandered over to the stock room door and beckoned me to follow.

Once inside, she locked the door and turned to give me a big hug, and our lips locked. I could taste the lipstick she used and immediately felt myself getting hard. Mary must have felt it too because she reached down between us and gave my cock a rub through my trousers.

God, I was hard. I reached out and gave one of Mary’s big boobs a squeeze through her blouse.

“You really are getting the bug for this, aren’t you?” Mary laughed.

We made out for a few minutes; our hands roamed each other’s bodies and our lips locked in a passionate embrace. It took the bell that rang when the door in the shop opened to interrupt us.

“Zak wait back here while I sort out this customer,” Mary told me as she headed out of the stock room. I heard the bell ring several times, as I waited for what seemed like ages for her to return. Mary eventually called me back to the storeroom; the shop was now empty.

“It is getting busy, Zak. Let’s save our fun for tomorrow,” Mary said with a wink.

I reluctantly agreed and sorted out my purchases. As I was paying for the groceries, Mary smiled at me and tossed a Mars bar into the bag.

“Save that for tomorrow, you will need the energy!” she said with a giggle.

I was so impatient, I wanted to know what she had planned but when I asked, she just smiled.

“Today you are a boy and tomorrow you will be a man. How about we meet at my house at ten o’clock tomorrow morning, Zak.” She said with a smile, a smile that made me melt. It made my knees go weak.

Mary’s hand caressed mine as she handed me back my change. I so wanted to take her in my arms there and then and snog the face off her but the sound of the door opening, and that bloody bell broke the spell. I grabbed my shopping and left the store; I traded elicit winks with Mary as I walked out of the door.

As I cycled home my heart was pounding and my head was full of wild thoughts about the following day, I knew there was no way I would sleep that night!

I spent the day with my mates playing football in the park, I wondered if they would ever believe me if I told them about the fun and games I was having with the sexy Mrs Brown. Not that I would ever tell them, it was our secret and I had promised to keep it that way. She had trusted me and I needed to repay that trust.

Dad was out on Saturday night, having a few drinks with his mates.

So, Mom treated us to fish and chips, and we watched television together, but I was in bed nice and early.

The sun shining through my bedroom window woke me around eight o’clock on Sunday morning. I had my normal wank in the shower, all the time thinking about Mary’s big, beautiful body. After I had showered and dressed, I went down to the kitchen.

There was a note on the table. My folks had gone to visit my aunt Sue; Sue was my mother’s younger sister, and she had her own stables in the country. The note said that my breakfast was in the oven and that they would not be back until late that evening.

‘Good, ‘I thought to myself, ‘all day without having to worry about getting home.’ I ate my breakfast, all the time looking at the clock willing it to speed up. I did not want to arrive too early and annoy her. I arrived at Mary’s house just before ten o’clock.

I parked my bike in the garage and knocked on the door, but there was no answer. I knocked a bit harder and still, there was no answer. I waited for a few minutes and thoughts started to drift into my mind that perhaps Mary had had second thoughts. My heart sunk in my chest and my mouth went dry.

I turned on my heels and was about to get back on my bike when I saw Mary walking up the road, a bag in her hand. She winked as she got closer to me and opened the door letting us in.

“Good morning, Mary,” I said with a smile as wide as a Cheshire cat.

“I’m sorry I am late, Zak!” She said as she put the bags down. “I had sorted out some bits and pieces for us and left them at the shop.”

When she had I moved up close to her and kissed her on her cherry red lips.

“It is okay. I was not worried,” I lied, as I smiled back at her.

“Good, as there was nothing to worry about,” she said with a grin and she stroked my cheek.

We stood in the hall and kissed for what seemed like ages before Mary pulled away and, taking me by the hand, led me upstairs toward the bedroom. Once inside, she sat on the edge of the bed and patted the bed for me to join her.

“So today, Zak, we are going to continue your education,” Mary said in a solemn voice. “But once again you must promise me, you’ll never tell a soul or we could both get into lots of trouble,”

I took her hand in mine and held it tight.

“Mary, I promise I will keep this our secret until my deathbed. Nobody will ever know about us, okay?” I said, looking into Mary’s hazel eyes.

And I meant it, this was not the sort of story I could tell my mates at school or at football. If I did, I knew it would be all around the town before the day was out. To make the most of this opportunity I had to keep it under wraps. In my head, Mary Brown was taking me into her confidence and I had to make sure I did not do anything to break that confidence.

Mary stood up and kicked off her shoes; she was standing before me looking like a vision of loveliness.

“So, Zak, would you like to undress me please?” Mary purred.

I was nervous at first, but I stood up and slowly started to unbutton her blouse, working from her neck down. My eyes took in her amazing cleavage. She really did have a big pair of tits. Her cleavage seemed to go in forever.

I gazed at her big, beautiful titties.

They were milky white crisscrossed with light blue veins, her bra was lacy and white, and I could make out the dark brown circles around her big nipples. I walked around behind her and slid the blouse from her arms. I folded it as best I could and placed it on the chair in the corner of the bedroom.

I took my time to admire her big boobs, gazing at the deep, freckled valley of her cleavage. I cupped my hands over the lacy cups of Mary’s bra and stroked her titties, squeezing them gently. Her nipples responded almost immediately.

“Okay, young man, my skirt next, if you please,” Mary said, her voice low and sultry.

This was new territory for me; I noticed a button and a zip on one side, so I unfastened them. Mary gave a sexy little wiggle and the skirt slid to the floor. It landed ruffled around her ankles. I took Mary’s hand in mine and steadied her as she stepped out of the skirt. I picked it up and folded it, adding it to the blouse on the chair.

She stood before me in stockings, which were dark with a band of black lace at the top. They seemed to encase her thighs, and there seemed to be a strip of elastic holding them up. Her knickers were somewhat funny, just a triangle of lacy fabric covering her pussy, held up by a string around her middle, another string disappearing between her buttocks. I must have been staring because Mary let out a little cough. I looked up at her.

“Do you like them, Zak?” She asked, “The stockings are called hold-ups, and the panties are what is known as a G-string.”

I spent some time drinking in the vision in front of me.

“Do you find them sexy?” Mary asked breaking the spell.

I took my time and surveyed her big, beautiful body again before I answered her question.

“Mary, you look so gorgeous. You look sexier than any of the models in those tittie magazines,” I said as I gazed over her sexy body. She was indeed sexy. My cock started to harden as my eyes devoured her body.

“You do say the nicest things young man!” she said with a wink.

I dropped to my knees in front of her kissing the swell of her lower belly. I slid my hand from her knee up her inner thigh, feeling the smooth fabric of the stockings under my fingers. The sexiest part was where the stockings stopped, and my fingers brushed over the soft sexy flesh of her plump thigh. My fingers caressed the warm flesh, moving closer and closer to the black silky triangle that covered her twat. I was sure I could feel the heat of Mary’s excitement emanating from her.

“I am glad you like them!” Mary said, stroking the top of my head. “I like to dress up in sexy undies. It makes me feel good about myself, makes me feel special.”

“You are very special, Mary,” I said as I stood up.

I reached out and pulled Mary close to me. As I kissed her lips, I felt her tongue enter my mouth, and I could feel her hands stroking my back, holding me close. My hands reached around to grab her big sexy bottom. My fingers gripped her firm buttocks, kneading the globes of firm flesh. Mary was kissing my neck and nibbling my ear lobes, and I returned the favour, kissing and licking her.

“I’m so horny,” she almost groaned. “Let’s get you undressed, my boy.”

I stood back and pulled my t-shirt over my head throwing it toward the chair and missing. I quickly kicked off my trainers and rolled my socks off. I unzipped my jeans and started to remove them. Mary dropped to her knees before me and slid my jeans off for me.

I held onto her shoulders while I stepped out of them. She was kissing my belly, her hand rubbing my cock through the material of my boxer shorts.

I was hard already, and I was sure there would be a little tell-tale mark on my boxers where my pre-cum had dribbled from my cock. I closed my eyes as she ran the tip of her index finger down the bulge my erection was making in the boxers. I held my breath as she gripped my shaft through the thin material.

“Looks like you are ready for some fun young man!” she purred as she ran her fingers up and down the length of my cock through the fabric of my undies.

After a few seconds, I felt Mary’s fingers slip inside the waistband of my boxers; she slid them down very slowly. My cock sprang free, already as hard as a rock. I looked down at Mary; she seemed mesmerized with my dick. She slipped her index finger into her mouth and then ran her wet digit around the crown of my cock and down the shaft to my balls. It felt like heaven to me. Then she slid my foreskin back exposing my shiny helmet.

“Zak, I am going to make you cum now.” Mary’s lips kissed the soft skin of my belly and she rubbed the hard shaft of my cock over her downy cheek.

“So that your first time in my cunt lasts as long as possible!” she purred.

Her tongue ran in circles around my belly button. I loved it when she talked dirty!

“I want your first fuck to be memorable.” She sighed.

The tip of her tongue traced a line down toward my groin.

“I want you to be able to really enjoy it without worrying about coming too early” she sighed.

I groaned aloud. The anticipation was killing me; I was desperate for Mary to suck me off.

Mary stuck her tongue out and licked up my shaft to the head, then she sucked my cock into her hot, wet mouth with a dirty-sounding slurp. I felt her lips form a seal around the shaft as I felt her tongue all around my rod. I felt one of her hands cupping my balls. Her nails grazed the taut skin of my balls as she sucked me gently.

Even though I had wanked off less than two hours ago I was still as Horny as hell. My hips started up a little thrusting motion, letting nature take over my body. I ran my fingers through her hair as my thrusts became strokes.

I looked down to watch my cock slid in and out of her mouth. It was the most amazing sight of seeing my rigid knob going between her lips.

Her eyes were looking up at my face watching me as my cock began to slowly, and gently fuck her mouth. She let my cock slip out for just a second.

“Do not hold back, baby. Just do what comes naturally, okay?” Mary growled up at me.

That was an offer that made me smile, I so wanted to spunk into her mouth, to empty my balls deep inside her.

Mary took my cock in her hand and then sucked it back into her mouth. Her ruby-red lips slipped over the mushroom-shaped helmet of my cock. Her mouth was warm on my dick. I could feel her tongue as it swirled around my cock head even as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft.

Her manicured, red fingernails scraped over my ball bag, and every so often her hands cupped them, gently squeezing, and making me gasp with pleasure and pain at the same time.

My head was spinning with the absolute pleasure of feeling her sucking on my throbbing erection.

Mary was really working my cock, her lips sliding down my shaft until her nose was buried in my pubic hair, then dragging them back up until she was sucking on the ridge of my cock head. I could feel her tongue flicking at the slit at the top of my knob. She held the very tip of my cock in her mouth and her left hand wrapped around the base of my shaft, slowly wanking me off into her mouth.

I felt butterflies in my stomach and my balls began to tighten. I knew I was close to coming. My hands slid to Mary’s head, stroking her flowing locks again.

“Mary, I am almost ready to shoot my load. You better take me out of your mouth,” I groaned, at the same time hoping she would take my load into her mouth.

Mary did not even answer. Her hands slipped behind me and I felt her nails dig into my buttocks. My hips started to move of their own accord; I was now actually fucking Mary’s mouth, one of my hands held the back of her head as my erection slid in and out of her lips.

The pleasure was far too much and even though I had tossed myself off that morning I knew I would not last long. My need was too much, my desire was strong.

Mary let my knob slip from her mouth, and she ran a flurry of kisses down its length before kissing and sucking my balls. I felt her tongue on the soft skin that is between my balls and arse.

She ran a line with her tongue up over my balls and the shaft of my cock before slipping my erection back into her warm mouth. In one movement she slid it all the way in until I was fully in her before dragging her lips slowly all the way back until only my mushroom-shaped head was between her lips. It was all too much, and I knew that I could not hold back. I tried to warn her again, tried to call out but my body would not do as my mind requested.

I groaned through clenched teeth, and I felt my cock swell. I was breathing heavily, moaning, and groaning. My whole body went rigid and I felt my cock explode. My thick hot cum shot out and into Mary’s mouth, spurt after spurt after spurt. I do not know how she swallowed it all without choking, but she did. My body went weak as my cum shot out it was so powerful; I was sure I could see little stars dancing before my eyes.

It seemed like my orgasm went on forever but finally, I stopped shooting and my body slowly began to relax. My head felt light and there were pulses of pleasure shooting through my body.

Mary slipped my cock from between her ruby-red lips and smiled up at me.

“You know, Zak, you really taste good. That is the best cum I have tasted in a long while.” She said and let out a giggle before licking her lips.

“Oh my God Mary, that was amazing. Thank you so much,” I said. My voice was hoarse and shaky. She moved up to the top of the bed and lay beside me. She boobs resting on my chest.

“Zak, there is no need to thank me. We are here to please each other and take pleasure in each other,” Mary explained, stroking my chest with her red tips fingers.

Mary sat up and kissed me. At first, I was a little hesitant, especially when I realized that the strange taste on Mary’s lips was my cum. Then I thought if she had been good enough to suck my cock, well, I should be man enough to kiss her afterwards. To be honest, it did not taste all that bad to me either. Mary broke off from the kiss and lifted her boobs bouncing them in front of me.

“So, Zak, my body is all yours!” Mary giggled. “What would you like to do with it first, young man?”

I smiled up at her, remembering her advice from my last visit.

“May I kiss your pussy, please, Mary?” I asked, I so wanted to taste her and give her what I hoped was something close to the feelings and excitement she had just given me!

Mary slid back onto the bed without a word and lay on her back. Propped up against the pillows, she bent her legs at the knees and spread her legs. I knelt between them and gave her inner thighs some kisses. The flesh was so soft, the silky stockings rubbed against me and I loved the feeling. I took the string around her waist in my hands and Mary lifted her bum to allow me to pull off her G-string.

There was something different. When I had bathed Mary’s twat last weekend, I was sure she had a hairy bush covering her cunt. This week she was almost fully shaven; Mary must have sensed my hesitation.

“I shaved it for you, Zak so that you could get a better look at my sex,” Mary purred, “to make it easier for you to explore.”

She had removed all of her bush apart from a little tuft of pubes just above her clit. I was now seeing her pussy in all its glory without the hindrance of pubic hair. I let my eyes feast on her pussy. I stared openly at her fleshy cunt. Mary’s labia were engorged with blood, and they were just spread a little bit inviting my eyes to look inside her womanhood.

It was one of the most amazing things I had ever seen...

I noticed at the top of her pussy there were a few small pearl drops of wetness making her lips shine in the light. I looked Mary in the eye as I sucked one of my fingers, then let my fingers slide over her thick wet pussy. I traced a line around both lips and then let my finger trail down the centre of her cunt. I decided to take my time, remembering how erotic Mary’s teasing had been.

I stroked it, explored it, and ran my fingers all over that lovely smooth pussy. I opened it and slid a finger inside her. It was amazing, I spent ages just examining her pussy. then I leaned forward, and her smell hit my nose. The smell of pure lust the smell of her excitement. I wanted to taste her, so I dropped my face even closer to her pussy.

I started to lick the flesh around Mary’s cunt. I worked my head in big circles moving away from her sex. I kissed and licked her thighs before moving up to the curve of her stomach, licking the smooth, downy flesh. Mary was purring like a contented cat.

“Mmmm that’s nice Zak” she sighed,” Please don’t stop!”

I moved down over her lower belly, covering her in tiny kisses, and licking the soft flesh. Every now and then, Mary twitched when I touched a sensitive area, and twice she held my head moving me to a place that she felt needed attention.

I kissed and licked her plump cunt, gorging myself on the deliciously tasty flesh. All the time I was moving closer to her clitty. Mary was already wet by the time my tongue came into contact with her tasty pussy; I used the very tip of my tongue to trace circles around the tiny bud of her clit. Every so often, I ran the rough tip of my tongue over her nubbin. I used one of my fingers to slip between the lips of her wet, plump pussy.

“You are a quick learner young man” she hummed.

I slid the digit in and out of that cute plump pussy at Mary’s advice, slowly at first, but I soon realized that the faster I did it the more she groaned, and I soon had Mary groaning and moaning. I decided that if one finger could get her groaning a little, two fingers would obviously get her moaning more. When I slid both fingers in together, Mary let out a little squeak of pleasure, so I guessed I was doing something right. Her hips started to move in time with my fingertips.

My tongue was still dancing over her clit whilst my fingers seesawed in and out of her now soaking-wet pussy. I looked up toward her face her eyes were tightly shut, and she was gripping the bed cover as if her life depended on it.

“Oh lord, you are so good at that” she sighed, “I have had women who don’t know their way around a pussy as well as you.”

That comment stuck in my head and made me wonder if Mary Brown was as innocent and demure as she made out. The world back then was not so in tune with the LGBT community and for most of us, the only gay men, or women we saw were on the Television.

“Yes, that’s the way” she sighed as I worked my tongue faster and harder Her body seemed to take on a life of its own and she let out a huge sigh as her whole body seemed to shake and shudder.

Her body was enveloped by her orgasm. She cursed loudly and her body started to twitch and quiver beneath me. I felt her legs tense up around me and then her thighs started to shake.

“OH, fuck yes ... Oh My Lord yes...” she growled.

As my fingers probed her velvety love tunnel. I could feel muscles moving around my fingers, clamping, and unclamping against me, Mary’s pussy was leaking juices all over my hand. The squelching noise as my fingers probed her plump pussy was driving me wild. My nostrils were being teased by the lovely odour of her excitement.

I pulled my wet fingers out of her cunt and licked them clean. Mary’s love juice was tasty, warm, and tangy. I slid three fingers deep into her pussy, swirling them around and covering them in the sticky juice leaking from Mary’s twat before extracting them and marvelling at how sticky and shiny her juice was.

“Oh, Fuck zak that feels good “she groaned.

She shuddered and that egged me on. I sucked and slurped on my cum-covered fingers, savouring Mary’s divine flavour. It was immediately obvious my addiction had taken over and craved more of the tangy fluid. I slipped my head between Mary’s thighs and licked her shiny outer lips. I felt movement and Mary’s hand came into my eye line; her fingers opened her pussy lips wide. I was now able to see her pink inner pussy in all its glory. She was seeping love juice. I pushed my face hard against her silky-smooth pubic mound and pushed my tongue as far into her cunt as I could.

“Fuck me you’re a dirty little fucker” She cried.

Mary moaned as I thrust my tongue into and out of her tight wet snatch.

I lapped and licked as fast and as deep as I could. As my tongue danced over her quim, and my fingers stroked her clit, I was determined to give Mary as much pleasure as possible. I sucked her juices from her lips.

I felt Mary’s hand on the back of my head, and she was trying to force my head inside her, I was sure. The heat from her pussy, as I sucked on her soft puffy lips, was amazing. The more of her juices I lapped up the more she produced, it was seeping from her, soaking my face. I took her lust-thickened lips between my lips and sucked on them, tugged on them, bit them gently.

No matter what part of her pussy I worked on her clit always drew me back and I was soon trying to suck it into my mouth while at the same time running the very tip of my tongue over it.

“Oh, fuck, honey, oh, my God. You are going to make me cum again if you keep doing that.” Mary growled at me. those words made me work harder and harder on her love button, I wanted to make her cum again. I needed her to cum again.

I was enjoying making Mary squirm. I felt her hands tugging at my hair. Mary was now moaning and groaning loudly. Her big butt was moving underneath my tongue, pushing up toward my face. I frigged her clit with my tongue as my fingers stroked up and down her pussy.

Mary’s body was a mass of twitches and little movements. I could feel her thighs quivering against my cheeks as I licked her between those thick luscious pussy lips. I used my fingers to open her pussy as wide as I could. I slid my tongue into her hot opening and licked her inner walls, darting my tongue in and out of her hot cunt. After a few minutes, I started to run my tongue over her slit, licking at her lusciously thick outer lips, occasionally nibbling at them.

I quickly turned my attention back to her love button and lashed at it with my tongue and that sent her over the edge.

“Oooooh ... I am about to cum, Zak, ... I am about to cum ... Please, oh, please do not stop!” her voice was thick with lust. She did not need to tell me as there was no way I was going to stop until she had cum all over my face.

Mary started panting and then she wailed out loudly. Her hands released their grip on my head, and she took a handful of the duvet in each fist. She half groaned half screamed my name. Her body was writhing all over the bed and she shook as a woman possessed. There were all sorts of noises issuing from her lips, groans, moans, and grunts.

Mary’s body tensed and she let out a long low whistle and she was as stiff as a board. She seemed to be paralyzed for a few seconds before her body melted into the bed. I looked down at her thick pussy lips and they were shining, almost glowing with her lust. I could see a stream of her juicy cum dribbling from between them. I used one hand to open them giving my tongue better access as I tried to lick her dry. a task that it seemed would be never-ending.

After a few minutes, she begged me to stop.

“Oh, that is so sensitive, please let me rest for just a while” she sighed. I was worried I had done something wrong.

“Mmmm mmm,” she groaned, as I slid up the bed “You certainly know how to lick pussy, Zak my boy,”

When I lay beside her, my hand stroked her big, lovely body.

Mary’s breathing took ages to settle and her body seemed to shiver and shake for quite a while after I stopped eating her out. I looked up at her face and saw that her eyes were closed, and I could see beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead.

She was biting down on her bottom lip. I was sure that she had enjoyed it as much as I had, but I had never dreamed that eating pussy could produce so much pleasure for the giver as well as the receiver!

I slid my hand up over the soft curve of her stomach and stroked one of her huge melons through the lacy cup of her brassiere. Without a word, Mary sat up reached behind herself and unclipped her bra. Slipping it off her amazing bust, she let it fall beside the bed.

Immediately I pounced on one of her tits, licking and sucking on the huge brown nipple, and it grew between my lips. My other hand reached out caressing her other tit; I tweaked and rubbed her nipple with my fingertips. I played with her big nipples and rolled them with the palms of my hands.

They grew bigger and thicker as I toyed with them. Mary’s hand was at the back of my head, holding me close to her. I caressed and stroked the heavy pliable orb, squeezing and fondling the flesh. Mary groaned and moaned at my attention. I nibbled gently on her rubbery nipple.

She groaned louder; I lifted my head and she smiled at me. I felt lost in the soft, warm, comforting flesh. I sucked, kissed, licked, and once even bit down gently on Mary’s nipple causing her to sigh loudly.

“Do you like to suck my big boobies, honey?” Mary moaned at me as I tugged on her nipples with my teeth.

I dropped her nipple from my mouth to allow me to answer.

“I sure do,” I replied truthfully. “They are so sexy, so big and soft.”

“They are certainly big, size 48-EE, and believe it or not my sister has bigger tits than me!” She laughed. I know it was wrong but it did cross my mind that I might meet her sister someday.

She slipped her own hands underneath those huge melons and squeezed them, fondling them. She presented her huge jugs to me; Mary squeezed her tits together and rubbed them against each other. I watched intently as Mary’s own hands fondled her big tits. It was like my own porn movie playing out in front of my eyes.

As soon as Mary released her boobs, I just dived back on her nipples, sucking, and licking. I could not imagine any tits being bigger than these beauties were. I used my tongue to draw circles around those big nipples.

“I love having my titties feasted on” she purred as I sucked on her teats.

God, they seemed to grow in my mouth as I sucked on them. Mary just lay back on the bed, occasionally sighing, and moving my head from one of her big tits to the other. She seemed to like having her tits played with as much as I liked playing with them.

After what seemed like hours, she pulled me away from her wet and swollen nipple and kissed my lips. she pushed me so I was on my back on the bed and sat up over me.

“Your time has come, Zak, time for me to make a man of you,” Mary said.

She started to kiss down my chin, moving over my neck and chest. Mary moved down the bed until she was level with my midriff. My cock was throbbing with anticipation.

Mary straddled me. I felt her hand reach down between us. I say felt because I must admit I had my eyes tightly shut. Her hand gripped my hard cock, and I felt her rub it against the velvety opening of her pussy. She slid her hand down my erection pulling back my foreskin so that the sensitive flared helmet of my cock was exposed. Then she rubbed the head of my cock against her wet, warm pussy lips.

“Open your eyes for me, Zak,” Mary purred at me. “Watch it going in. Watch your big cock going into Mary’s pussy.”

I looked down. Her hand held my cock at the entrance to her pussy and she slowly lowered herself onto me. I gasped...

It felt good ... no it felt great.

She sighed and gave her hips a wiggle. She slid the top two inches of my cock in and out of her tight quim, and, boy, did it feel good. I watched as Mary settled her hips down and my dick slid into its first cunt, slowly and gently. My hands grabbed at the duvet as I watched Mary raise herself up and then slide down. All the time I could feel her inner muscles flexing around my cock.

“That is my boy. You are all the way in my pussy. You are no longer a virgin. You are now a man!” she sighed as she looked down at me, “How does it feel?”

“It’s great, Mary, it feels wonderful,” I replied through gritted teeth. I was desperately trying to make this new sensation last as long as possible.

Mary just sat there, her hips slowly moving. I reached up and cupped her tits. She just smiled down at me.

“Let’s take it nice and slow for the first time!” she smiled.

I rolled her nipples between my fingers, enjoying the feeling of being inside Mary’s pussy. I could feel Mary’s body moving against me, slowly rocking. I felt my cock getting harder, my balls tightened, and I knew I did not have long to go. I felt my own hips start to move in rhythm to that which Mary’s hips had started as if they automatically knew what to do.

I started to thrust my hips up, pushing my cock into that tight warm velvety cunt. Mary was tight and she had great muscle control. I could feel her inner pussy massaging my throbbing erection. It was all becoming too much for me; I knew that I would not last too much longer.

I did everything I could to make it last longer but every time I looked up, she was there, and those big tits and tight pussy were driving me wild.

I felt butterflies in my stomach and decided if I was going to blow, I was going to blow hard. I grabbed Mary’s hips and rocked against her, pushing my throbbing dick upwards on Mary’s down strokes.

“That is the way, Zakki boy!” Mary groaned loudly. “Give it all you have, fuck me, babe, fuck old Mrs Brown as you have done in your dreams.”

I gripped her hips tighter and drove my cock deep into her wet warm love tunnel. After only a few thrusts, I felt my cock swell and a feeling like an explosion swept through my body, from my head to my toes. I felt like all the energy in my body was being sucked out of the end of my dick.

The feeling was intense, my whole body went as stiff as a board, and then I melted. I felt string after string of hot cum shooting out of my pulsating erection. I lay back as content as the most content man in content town on National Contented Day!

Mary looked down and smiled at me as she stroked my chest with her fingertips.

“So how did that feel, young man?” she purred.

“Oh, Mary, that was brilliant. I am just sorry it was all over so fast,” I replied earnestly.

Mary sort of rolled off me and we cuddled up together, her big boobs squashed against my side. I kissed her, straight on her ruby-red lips.

“Thank you for that, Mary. I have never felt so much pleasure in my life,” I said as I stared into her eyes.

“No problem, Zak. After a few more afternoons with me, I will have you lasting for hours. As they say, practice makes perfect,” Mary let out a little giggle, “and I have to say I enjoyed it as much as you did, if not more.”

“Really?” I asked,

“Oh yes there is nothing like a fresh young cock in my pussy or the feeling of your cum dribbling out of me “she giggled and kissed me hard on the lips.

We just lay for a while, bodies entwined, touching, and stroking each other. I guess I must have drifted off because the next thing I knew I started as I felt Mary’s hand on my inner thigh.

I looked up and saw she was kneeling between my legs. She looked at me and licked her lips, with one quick movement, and Mary had my now limp dick in her mouth. One of her hands was stroking my ball sack while another held the base of my dick. Her lips slipped up and down the length of my dick, which was growing hard again.

Our eyes met and there was a knowing look there, I was sure.

I could feel her tongue swishing around, as she sucked softly on my cock. The feeling of her long nails on the soft skin of my scrotum was amazing. Every so often she ran her finger down over my arsehole and the feeling made me feel good. Her nail tickled my anus as her lips stroked up and down my pulsating cock.

She seemed to be playing a game, seeing how much she could get in her mouth at one time. The more she sucked the harder I became. She moved slightly and looked up at me, her eyes locked onto mine as I watched her sucking and licking. She sucked me deep into her mouth, her wet sweet warm mouth.

I felt her push the tip of a finger against my bum as she sucked my cock. I watched as her lips slid down and then dragged up over my dick. Every time Mary got to my mushroom-shaped helmet, she let out a little suckling noise. I started to groan with pleasure She wrapped a hand around my cock and started to wank me off. Taking her mouth off my cock, she smiled at me.

“You know there are lots of different positions you can adopt while making love, Zak,” Mary’s voice was high and filled with lust. The way she said it was amazing making love.

“Doggy style, missionary, and many others. As I prefer cowgirl, that is what we just did,” she explained. “It’s my favourite because I get to sit over you and tease you with my big titties.”

She was smiling at me as her hand gently stroked my cock. Now I have done a lot of wanking; let us face it, as a young lad, who has not? The feeling of Mary’s hand on my hard erect knob, wanking me off slowly and gently while her big tits swayed in front of me had to be the best thing since sliced bread. Just the sight of those ruby-red fingernails on my cock was driving me wild.

I watched Mary’s soft fingers slowly stroke my throbbing cock. A pearl of pre-cum appeared on the tip of my angry red erection. Mary slid her thumb over the tip, massaging the pre-cum into the taut skin of my knob. I could not take my eyes off Mary’s ruby-red lips as she licked the cum from her thumb.

Her head dipped back into my lap and once again, I felt her take my hard dick into her hot mouth, her lips clamped over my swelling helmet, gently tugging upwards on it ... her hand moved down my shaft and gave my balls a gentle but firm squeeze. I felt her slide her lips down the length of my cock, her nose nuzzling into the pubic hair at the base. The feeling of pleasure as Mary’s tongue started slipping and sliding all over my shaft was immense.

Mary was sucking her cheeks in and out, massaging my cock all the time with her soft lips. I felt her hand sliding down and her finger stroking along the crack between my buttocks. I was in heaven. With the most beautiful woman in the world sucking your knob and tickling your ass, who would not be?

When suddenly she sat up and my cock slipped out of her mouth, I thought I had done something wrong.

“Please roll over onto your stomach for me, babe,” Mary asked.

I was a bit taken aback but did as I was asked without a word. I felt the bed shift as Mary knelt with one knee between my legs straddling my other leg. I felt Mary’s boobs on my back as she kissed my neck and shoulders; she was kissing and licking down my back along the ridge of my spine. The feeling of her big heavy boobs on my buttocks made me squirm with pleasure. I was sure her rock-hard nipples would leave trails or welts in my skin, they seemed so hard and stiff as they trailed across my flesh.

Mary kissed my buttocks and the backs of my thighs. I felt her tongue licking my inner thighs and then her hands gripped my legs opening them wide. I tensed as her nails scraped the soft skin of my bum cheeks. The next thing I felt almost took me over the edge.

Mary started to lick the crack of my arse, and it was the most amazing feeling. She lapped up and down the crack, sometimes wiggling her tongue deep into the crevice.

I gasped when Mary used one hand to part my buttocks, opening them wide. I felt the soft downy skin of her cheeks touch my buttocks and then she kissed my arse, not my buttocks, but my actual arsehole. Her kisses sort of tickled but also felt good. I felt her tongue flicking at it, and, by God, it was turning me on big time. All the time Mary was licking my arse, her hands were on my buttocks kneading them the way a cat paws at cushions.

Her tongue was like an eel, wriggling all over my arse. My groaning alerted Mary and she stopped licking me but massaged my arse with the tip of one of her fingers.

“Do you like that, my young Zak?” she asked.

“It’s wonderful, Mary, but I think I’m going to cum,” I groaned.

She urged me to roll over and kneeling with her face only inches from my cock, she started to wank me off. Mary’s fingers took a firm but gentle grip at the base of my cock and stroked my erection slowly, methodically. I could feel her breath on the sensitive mushroom-shaped tip of my cock. It only took a few strokes before I shot my load of hot sticky cum straight into her face. I gasped as it shot out, and it dripped off the tip of her nose. My cock spewed out its seed like a volcano. Surge after surge of white gooey cum shot from its tip.

Mary’s face was covered in my spunk. She smiled at me and then licked her lips, running her tongue around them, and she lapped up the globs of thick cum that glistened white against her red lipstick. She used the tip of a finger to take a string of cum that had landed on the bridge of her nose, and I watched as she licked her finger clean.

“Oh, gosh, I do love the taste of your young fresh cum, Zak,” she purred as she slid her finger over the tip of my cock and then slurped on her finger.

We lay back on the bed, cuddling up to each other; we both must have fallen asleep. I was woken from my sex-induced sleep by Mary shaking me.

“Shit look at the time. It is nearly five o’clock and I have a visitor arriving at seven!” she said with a smile.

She leaned forward and kissed my lips.

“How about one more shag before you go lover?” she asked with a smile on that sexy face.

“Mmmm that sounds good to me” I replied with a grin.

I felt Mary grab my cock and start to wank it back into life. It did not take long until I was ready for action.

Then Mary rolled over and got onto all fours, and wiggled her big bum at me, I did not need a second invitation, I got onto my knees and shuffled up behind her. I felt Mary reach between her legs and she took my cock in her hand.

She rubbed it up and down her smooth pussy a few times and then she positioned it and told me to push.

The feeling of my cock entering her made me gasp. I pushed it in as deep as I could go and then held it there for a few seconds, seconds that felt like minutes.

I could feel her velvety tunnel of love pulsing around my shaft. I could feel her muscles tensing around my cock. It was like her quim was massaging my dick, and it felt wonderful.

I was content with just being inside her but after a while, I heard Mary telling me to fuck her, so I did.

I grabbed a fleshy hip in each hand and at first fucked her gently and slowly. Deep slow strokes in and out of her tight hole. In and out, in and out, in and out. The view of her big ass cheeks bouncing as I plunged my cock in and out of her tunnel of love was so erotic.

Then I looked to my right and I could see us in her dressing table mirror. I could see us coupled, I could see us fucking, I could see her amazing tits swinging back and forth as I slide my cock into her cunt.

It was all too much for me and my little head took over from my big head and I started to fuck her harder and faster. I was driving my cock in and out of her pussy for all I was worth.

Thwack ... Thwack ... Thwack...

It was obviously good for Mary as the change in pace made her groan and she started to encourage me...

“Yes Zak, fuck me fuck me hard” she groaned as I rammed my cock in and out of her quim.

Harder and deeper, I drove my dick into her, harder and deeper, faster, and faster. All the time I was watching us fuck in the mirror.

Deep and hard, in and out, in and out ... Harder deeper ... in and out, in and out...

“Yes, fuck that’s it ... that’s it, love, fuck me ... fuck me Zak” her words punctuated by moans.

The room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping off flesh and our combined moans and groans. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest.

Thwack ... Thwack ... Thwack...

“Oh, fuck yes...” Mary mutter.” That is the way ... oh yes ... yes ... Fuck me yes!”

In and out I drove my dick, in and out harder ... deeper, in and out...

“Yes, yes yes ... oh I am...” She cried and I felt her body being enveloped by her climax. She let out a huge groan and her body shuddered. Then her whole body seemed to start to quiver and she let out a series of low groans.

“Oh, Fuck ... yyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssss “she cried as her climax shredded her nerve endings.

Oh, fuck Mary I cannot hold back” I cried.

“Give it to me, give it all to me!” she yelled, she yelled so loud I was sure the folks in the next street must have heard her.

At the same time, I felt my balls tighten and my cock well ... there was no holding back. I came as I thrust into her cunt, I felt string after string of my seed shooting out of my cock and into Mary’s pussy. My own groan of exultation mixed with Marys rocked around the room.

I kept pumping my cock into Mary’s now very wet and sticky quim until my cock lost the will and lost its rigidity...

I rocked back on my heels as my dick flopped out of Mary’s sex and she dropped onto the bed.

We both just stopped for a few minutes as the residue of our orgasms slipped from our bodies.

Then Mary rolled over and pulled me toward her, giving me a lip-smacking kiss.

“That my young lover was totally amazing, you have some talent!” She said as she broke away from me.

“Well, Mary it’s all down to you and your excellent training!” I laughed and we exchanged winks. Then we kissed, a long slow passionate kiss.

She glanced at the clock and grimaced.

“Thanks for a great afternoon but it’s time I took a shower, and you should be off home.” Mary’s voice was shrill and full of urgency.

I dressed quickly and gave Mary a long loving kiss goodbye.

“Come and see me in the shop in the week and we can arrange a time for next weekend,” Mary said and gave me a wave as she headed into the bathroom. I was sure that I floated home that evening, my head filled with sweet thoughts of Mary and with another trip to her house planned for the following weekend.