Lydia Gray - Little boys and Laura

She felt like she was being drowned in their hot juices! It was in her bowels, up her cunt and in her throat! Tidal waves of come seemed to sweep through her body, inundating her every sense and scalding her every nerve ending! She seemed to ride each wave and crash against a wall of orgasm with each quake!

The alcohol in her veins made her dizzy and she blacked out twice for an instant.

"Oh… My… God!" Laura gasped when Donnie pulled his now limp penis from her mouth.

"Was it good?" Matt asked eagerly.

"I've… never… felt… anything… like that… that… in… my… life!" Laura said between sighs as she slowly raised her body from Matt's still rigid cock and sat on the edge of the lounge chair.

"That was lots of fun!" Peter said.

Laura wished her head would stop swimming as she rested with the naked young boys. Her temples were pounding and she knew that she would have a splitting headache if she didn't have another drink soon. Hands were all over her body again, kneading her heaving breasts and caressing her wet pussy. She knew that they wanted to keep going, but the forty-two-year old woman also knew that she simply couldn't take any more!

The intensity of her orgasms had exhausted her and she had nothing left to give!

The boys were disappointed when she insisted that they get dressed, but Laura was firm. She went into the kitchen and had a short drink before she drove them to Denny's across from the facility and bought them hamburgers and shakes before delivering them back to the facility for the day.

When she arrived back at the house, Laura showered and changed into a lounging robe. She had overcome the swimming sensations in her head, but she still had a pleasant glow on.

She sat in the living room sipping a vodka slowly. Laura wanted to maintain her glow, but she didn't want to be drunk when Jack came home. They had no choice but to face the issue of Candy and her pregnancy tonight.

Laura let out a deep sigh and took a quick sip from her vodka when she heard Jack's car pull into the driveway. Instead of going to meet him at the door, she remained seated on the couch and waited.

The haggard expression on Jack's face when he walked into the living room brought sympathy welling in Laura's breast. He looked like he had been through seven kinds of hell!

"I guess we need to talk things," Jack sighed. "But I need a drink first."

"Want me to fix you one?"

"I'll do it," he replied going into the kitchen. "Refill?"

"Please. Straight vodka," Laura remarked.

"Yeah, I guess it's a straight vodka talk, isn't it?"

"Candy came by this morning, Jack," Laura called as he poured the drinks in the kitchen. "Did you know that?"

"She told me this afternoon," Jack remarked as he came in and banded Laura her drink and took a seat across from her. "I was furious when I found out, Laura. I want you to know that I didn't have anything to do with that at all."

"I believe that, Jack," Laura smiled. "Want to tell me how you feel about Candy and her pregnancy?"

"It's a stupid, terrible mistake," Jack sighed.

"Do you want to marry her?" Laura asked taking a sip of vodka.

"No," Jack replied immediately. "And I've told her that."

"She told me," Laura said. "She said that you wanted her to get an abortion."

"I still do," Jack said. "It's the only sensible thing to do."

"I agree."

"But she won't do it," Jack said in a depressed voice. "Her Goddamned religion and all of that."

"So?" Laura prompted.

"I don't know, Laura!" Jack snapped, standing and beginning to pace the room slowly. "I won't marry her under any circumstances. She'll just have to face that. It's a stinking mess!"

"One that somehow has to be solved," Laura sighed, draining her glass nervously. "Would you pour me another vodka?"

"Sure," Jack replied taking her glass and walking to the kitchen. "By the way, did you know that Candy came back here about noon today?" be called from the kitchen.

Laura bolted forward on the couch. Could Candy have seen her with the boys? Noon? Noon? Oh, my God! Laura said to herself. How much does he know?

"Oh?" she replied.

"I don't suppose there's any use batting around with this," Jack said as he came back and handed her the cocktail. "Candy told me she climbed up in a tree and saw you balling three little boys out by the pool. I can't believe half what she says at this point, Laura. It that true?"

Laura hesitated a long time before she replied. She took a long sip of her drink and considered lying to him, but she didn't want that between them for the rest of their lives.

"Yes, Jack," she said slowly, "it's true."

"My God, Laura!" Jack cried.

"Don't 'my God' me!" she snapped quickly. "You've been fucking that little redhead for months! You've even got living proof that you've satisfied your lust, Jack! I saw the two of you on the boat and beard her talk about how you'd taught her all about sex, for Christ's sake! So why does it shock you that I've found a way to take care of my needs?"

"But… But those are little children!" Jack protested weakly.

"How old is Candy, Jack?" Laura shot back. "And those little children have nice hard cocks, believe me! They aren't like that limp thing you bring to bed every night!"

"Jesus!" Jack exclaimed as be drained his drink and went out to pour himself another.

When he returned to the living room he looked like a beaten man.

"Jack," Laura said, "we've been married long enough to be honest with each other. When you think about it, we've done the same things. How can one of us get mad at or blame the other? Sure, you started it with Candy – probably before that with others, and I only just began. But so what?"

Laura was angry with herself. She couldn't seem to get her mouth to say the words clearly or even express the idea that was fleeting through her mind.

"What are you trying to say, Laura?" Jack asked in a soft, depressed tone of voice.

"I… I don't know, Jack," Laura responded. "I don't know about you, but I don't want a divorce. As crazy as it may sound, I still, love you, Jack. I guess I'm saying that hell, I can live with it if you can."

"I… well, I don't want a divorce, either," Jack said. "That's what I tried to tell you when I said I wouldn't marry Candy. Are you saying that you think that we can straighten everything out, Laura?"

"I'm not sure of that, Jack," Laura laughed. "How are you going to feel the next time you run into a pretty young girl who wants to be laid? Won't you want to lay her? Be honest!"

"Christ, you know me, don't you?" Jack chuckled.

"Sure, you're a human being, Jack," Laura laughed.

"And how would you react to that?" Jack asked softly.

"Well, now I think I would understand it," Laura said sensuously. "We all need a little variety in our sex life. But if we're going to remain married, I don't think we should forsake each other sexually."

"I agree. That's been my fault. Would you believe that I'm getting a hard-on just thinking about making love to you right now?"

"Seeing that prick hard would be a welcome change," Laura laughed.

"Would… would you keep on with your little boys?" Jack asked, sitting down next to his wife on the couch.

"I don't honestly know," Laura replied. "If you kept me satisfied, Jack, and I need plenty of sex, I might not want them. While they're exciting, they're terribly young and inexperienced. The point is, if I'm willing to accept your occasional flings, are you willing to grant me the same?"

"I… Well, hell, how could I refuse?" Jack laughed. "Fair is fair."

Jack reached over and unbuttoned the top of Laura's robe and reached inside to tenderly fondle her breasts.

"Ummmnun! That feels nice," Laura moaned as she placed her hand in her husband's lap and rubbed the bulging hardness at his groin. "But before we get carded away, darling, what are we going to do about Candy?"