James Wheaton - The playful twins

Her passion spurred his. He could feel his cock heavy against his leg, confined by the tight material of his Levi's, and his heart was pounding painfully in his chest. He had no idea… not even from her intense arousal yesterday… that she would be this hot, this anxious for him to fuck her. There was no mistaking her intentions now. She grabbed him roughly and desperately, sought to ram his entire hand up into the rapacious cavern of her tight cunt, her chestnut hair a gleaming mane in the dim light as she flailed her head from side to side.

Julie heard the sound of clothes being removed and knew that he was getting undressed. She waited with bated breath until she knew he was nude and then looked at his young, virile body. He was absolutely beautiful, she thought. What a beautiful boy! Eduardo seemed to read her mind. "You like my cock?" he smiled, pulling her gently by the hair until her face was a scant inch or two away from his outsized, fully erect member. Julie could see the large pillar of flesh jutting out in front of her and to her lusting mind, it appeared to take on even greater proportions. Her eyes widened as she surveyed it and she hesitatingly stretched out a hand and gently enclosed it in her fingers. God, it was as big as a full-grown man's! Her fingers barely closed around it! Slipping her circled fingers up and down it, she estimated its length. Even as she was feeling it, a shudder of masochistic delight sneaked through her at the thought of this well-endowed young boy making love to her.

"Ooooh!" she crooned, trembling slightly.

She felt the prick in her hand leap and then she was being pushed down, her legs splaying wide. He fell unceremoniously between her widely stretched thighs and grabbing her by the ankles, pulled her limbs up and out as far as they would go, ignoring her impassioned pleas for him to be gentle. Her legs were now pushed flat back against her shoulders, squashing her breasts painfully against her chest. Her taut pussy was fully exposed… naked, defenseless, the moist rosy flesh gleaming teasingly in the shaft of light from the small window.

She felt Eduardo place the thick muscley head against the palpitating opening to her cunt and she lay there trembling, half in anticipation, half in fear of what was to come. Her fear brought back to her mind the reality of what she was doing.

This is wrong, she thought wildly, beginning to struggle. I can't do this… I just can't! I've never done it with anyone but my husband!

"Aaaaggghhhhh!!" she sobbed out from her very depths as she felt the plowing without mercy into her tender channel, cutting off her guilty thoughts. God, it was wonderful! She'd never known anything so wonderful! She felt his fifteen-year-old cock speeding crazily into her womanly vagina and tears sprang to her eyes as she felt the full force of the young boy's frantically plowing penis continue to ream forward, until finally, he hit bottom, crashing against the tender head of her cervix with astonishing force. Julie's cries reverberated through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls and coming back at them in mocking notes.

For a moment, Eduardo held his plundering pole there and then began to withdraw it, the overlarge instrument slipping out easily from her willing flesh. Julie sighed at the momentary relief afforded by his exit, but he immediately began to plunge forward again, ramming it in all the way, and she squirmed helplessly beneath him, trying for one sane moment to clench her thighs together to ward off his obscene invasion of her secret genitals. But her resistance was in vain… her very clenching seemed to encourage the plowing forward of his young penis. She could feel every ridge and fold of it as it wriggled about inside of her like a giant worm and Eduardo's squirming scrotum pressing against the widespread crevice of her buttocks signaled a searing pain as the head reached the home base of her womb.

She lay stunned beneath his lean young body as he began a more regular fucking in and out of her cunt, flexing his hard cock as it lay imbedded in her, feeling the beginning responsive throb of her inner vaginal walls. He could sense that she'd forgotten all her fear and was now on the side of pleasure as she began a soft mewling sound of unmistakable enjoyment as her soft wet cunt mouth began a rhythmic opening and closing around his hardened young, cock.

The older woman's hips began a slow undulating roll beneath Eduardo's skewering penis and her hungry pussy, so long frustrated, began voraciously screwing itself up further onto the boy's dancing member. Julie could feel her nerve endings, so recently raw with pain, begin to tingle throbbingly from the electric shocks that jolted her body. She felt at one with his lewd impaling member as it imbedded in her and she rotated her hips in time to its desperate skewering.

His small, tense hands were digging into her shoulders and his sweating body dripped down beads of perspiration onto her churning frame as he pushed with all his might into her, his flailing member wide and thick between her tormented thighs. Julie was moaning steadily now, the pitch rising in intensity as she felt the enormity of her approaching climax. It was gross! Her body was wracked with pain from the unnaturalness of her position, but she was enjoying this total subjugation to the brazen young Portuguese… enjoying the humiliation he was causing her, reveling in the abject pleasure she was getting from him.

"Ooooooooohhhh…" she moaned, "I'm cumming now, yes, yes, I'm cumming now…"

She bucked against him wildly, her body vibrating uncontrollably as her wet cum seeped down the throbbing walls of her cunt and dripped down over her straining thighs and into the crevice of her churning buttocks. She felt drained and exhausted but somehow exhilarated as she felt him continue to fuck into her, his knees pressing into the backs of her thighs, his hands cupping her buttocks, raising her up off the ground, affording him even deeper entry into her.

His long hard strokes slipped like a knife through butter into her wet slippery passage, now drenched with her own cum.

How could I have lived without this for so long? she thought wildly as the mouth of her womb flared involuntarily to engulf more of the rubbery head in its secret depths. Memories of her long, unfulfilled nights and bitter wasted days cut her like a sword and in her anger at her husband she began to batter feverishly back against him, opening her crotch completely to his onslaught, her cunt making wild wet sucking sounds as it contracted gratefully around his pistoning young cock.

And then Eduardo too began to cum, gleefully spurting out his white hot jets of foamy sperm, which seared her drubbed vagina deep inside, emitting a long low animalistic moan as he continued to empty into her wildly sucking womb. The throbbing sheath of her ravished cunt sucked thirstily at the streaming prick buried inside her until finally his testicles were drained completely dry and began to grow limp inside her.

"More," Julie sighed, clutching at the youthful shoulders of the fifteen-year-old. "Oh, God, fuck me more, please!!"

Julie stood in the kitchen of her mother's summer house, desperately trying to make the sauce she was cooking taste the way it was supposed to. But her hands seemed to be all thumbs and she didn't seem to be able to recall what ingredients, she had already added.

"Why don't you let me help you with that?" Julie's mother offered.

"Mother, please! Just leave me alone!" she cried.

Julie was sorry as soon as she'd spoken. She was unable to count the many times she had snapped at her mother that day at the least provocation. Nothing that's happened to me is her fault! she thought regretfully as she retired to the front porch to recline in a rocking chair. But whose fault is it? Certainly not mine!