Chapter 4

While Wendy and Terry were writhing in the throes of their wild orgasms, Sheila was walking the streets, not knowing what to do with herself. She had more or less promised the two young lovers that she would leave them alone for the night. She wondered how long they would take fucking each other, wondered how untiring their passion was. She couldn't take the risk of going home early and interrupting them at their lovemaking. That would be horribly embarrassing for them and horribly tempting for her. For by now, Sheila's pussy positively blazed for her young son.

Sheila had taken in a late movie, although she hadn't paid a bit of attention to it. Her mind had been filled with visions of her son and the wild things he was doing to Wendy while she sat there in the lonely theater wishing she had his prick between her legs.

She had left the theater before the movie had ended and had set herself adrift in the city.

Everywhere around her were young lovers, holding hands, kissing in the shadows. She heard girls giggling occasionally, heard laughter drifting down from bedroom windows, and the laughter made her feel terribly sad. If only she could let herself go! If only she were not haunted by images of Terry and the lust she felt for him!

Sheila walked for what seemed like hours. She might have walked even longer if the flash of a movie marquee hadn't shocked her into consciousness. She was grateful for the flashing lights, grateful that they had shaken her out of her sleepwalking trance.

Sheila had somehow wandered into the red-light section of town, a section typified by dives, strip shows, dirty movies and the like. She had never been anywhere near such things before, although it wasn't the sexual nature of the entertainment that had kept her away.

In the past she had been afraid of venturing into such places by herself. It was dangerous after all for an unescorted woman to wander into such places, especially a woman as beautiful as herself. But tonight she was too upset and confused to worry about such things as her personal safety, and she was too sexually excited to resist the temptation that was all about her.

Taking a deep breath and summoning up her courage, Sheila entered a small theater advertising adult films. She found the place more than a bit sleazy, although she had to admit that there was something strangely exciting about the atmosphere of the place. The air was full of cigar and cigarette smoke.

She soon realized to her embarrassment that she was the only woman in the audience. Nervously she found the only empty seat in the place and stumbled to the center of the crowded aisle. She sat down, holding her breath and trying desperately to forget that she was the object of everyone's attention.

Sheila stared at the screen and hoped her growing excitement was not too noticeable. The sucking and fucking on the screen was already fast and furious. She felt her responsive cunt warming as she watched the characters indulging in all sorts of wild sexual activities.

After a few minutes of watching the characters fucking and sucking on the screen, Sheila could feel her cunt getting moist between her tightly closed legs. She could hardly tear her eyes away from the young stud on the screen, could hardly tear her eyes away from his huge cock and hairy nuts, could hardly tear her eyes away from the juncture of his cock and his young sex-partner's delicious-looking twat.

The stud on the screen reminded her of Terry, reminded her of the young son she had entered the theater to forget.

The young stud had a boyish grin like Terry's and a huge cock that swelled with masculine power just as Terry's always did when he fucked Wendy. He even seemed to move with Terry's carefully controlled athletic grace. The more she watched the young fucker fucking the beautiful dark- haired young girl, the more Sheila tingled between her legs, the more her cunt oozed, the more her clit burned, the more her cunt-muscles twitched.

Sheila couldn't help herself. She felt her hips gyrating almost imperceptibly, felt her ass moving against the hard seat. She had been hot and horny for far too long, had done without a cock for too many years, had longed for her young son far too long.

She felt as if all her pent-up lusts were about to be unleashed, felt as if the slightest spark could kindle a fire of passion that could consume her. If only she hadn't entered the theater! If only she had controlled herself and had walked back to her car! But it was too late now, and she knew that she had to suffer the consequences of her lust, no matter how embarrassing.

Sheila pressed her legs together tightly, as if she could quiet her twat by clamping her legs over her pussy. But it was impossible to stop her pussy from having its way now.

She wished she had her plastic dildo now, wished that she were alone in her silky bed, wished that she were naked and writhing with lust. She knew that the theater was dark and buried in shadows. But there were men all about her, men who were watching her out of the corners of their eyes.

Would they see her if she let her hand fall to her lap? Would they see her if she slowly gathered her dress between her legs and began moving her long practiced fingers against her wet seething cunt? Did she dare finger-fuck her cunt in the presence of all those horny men? It was dangerous and depraved. She had to try it!

Her fingers seemed to descend between her trembling legs on their own volition, as if drawn to the warmth of her twat. She felt her dress moving up slowly as it was gathered between her legs, exposing her knees then her thighs.

Her eyes flashed with lust, darting here and there, trying to see if she was being noticed. The more she played with her cunt the more she became aware of the men around her. In the darkness of the theater she thought she saw the man next to her moving his hand over his lap. The more she concentrated on the man the more excited she became. The man next to her wasn't a man at all! It was a boy who sat on her right!

Her mind flashed with excitement when she realized that the boy next to her was probably no older than fifteen or sixteen.

He was jacking off!

Surely the boy knew that she was sitting next to him! Surely he knew that she could see him clearly enough out of the corner of her eye. The boy seemed to be concentrating on the action on the screen while beating himself off.

Sheila wished she could take his big young prick in her hand and finish the job for him. She wished she could rub his cock up and down until his hot young sperm spurted all over the seat in front of him. The more she thought about it the more the idea seemed within possibility.

If the boy was willing to haul out his big thick prick and masturbate so near her, perhaps he wouldn't mind her fingers on his cock. Did she have the nerve to drop her hand on the boy's lap? Did she have the nerve to approach this boy who seemed to be tempting her with his nasty act?

Sheila felt her hand rising from her own lap where her fingers had been moving against her sensitive cunt, felt her hand moving slowly toward the young boy's lap. She took a deep breath and shifted her position on the seat, half facing the boy. She heard the boy's hand making slurping sounds as it ran up and down the slickened shaft of his cock. Her hand was incredibly close to the boy's erection, felt the heat of it.

Sheila gasped suddenly as her fingers wrapped around his erect shaft, gasped as if she hadn't really expected her hand to wrap around his dick.

Sheila grasped the kid's cock hard. She heard the boy moan softly when he felt her warm hand replacing his own on his slippery prick. He didn't seem too surprised by her sudden participation in his masturbatory activities, a fact that assured her that he had been tempting her all the time.

She felt as if she were being watched, as if every eye in the house were on her, but she didn't care. She wanted the boy desperately and she was going to have him, no matter how public her nasty act was, no matter how depraved. If the boy wanted it, so did she.

The boy didn't say a word as she began slowly stroking his jutting cock up and down. He dropped his hands to his knees and let her jack him off to her heart's content, breathing heavily as the hot-assed older woman made his balls feel like hot coals.

Sheila rubbed her thumb over the underside of the boy's aching cock, making him jump each time her thumb ran over his ultra-sensitive flesh. The hot cock seemed to get harder and harder by the second, seemed to grow and grow as if it would never reach its full length and thickness. It arched up and out, reaching for the ceiling it seemed.

Sheila's hand was sopping wet with the boy's slippery pre-seminal oozings. Her cunt was wet too, wet with the oozings of her own pussy fluids.

Sheila's mouth was wet and longing to suck the boy's cock deep into her throat. Staring into the boy's lap, she could almost taste his big dick in her mouth. It had been so long since she had had a strong cock in her mouth, so long since she had tasted saltiness of pre-cum, so long since she had felt the hot blood pounding in a man's cock. Not since she had divorced her husband had she really abandoned herself to the urgings of her lusts, and now she was doing the most depraved things imaginable in full view of dozens of dirty-minded men.

Sheila was still jerking the boy off eagerly when he shifted in his seat until he faced her more directly. Sheila took his movement as an invitation to go even farther with her sexual activities.

Her mouth watering for hot cock, she bent over the boy's lap, moving her lovely face closer and closer to the dripping shaft of his prick. She dared to look up at the face of the boy whose cock she was about to suck and saw a nasty boyish grin that made her cunt twitch.

Without saying a word, she moved her face into his lap, grazing the lips of his cockhead with her tongue, tasting the droplet of pre-cum that she had caused to ooze from his cockhole by running her thumb up the underside of his rod.

The young boy sat bolt upright when he felt Sheila's warm mouth closing around the shaft of his dripping dick. He reached out and grabbed the back of the lovely older woman's head, forcing her down into his lap, forcing her to take even more of his throbbing cock into her mouth.