Rita Sondale: Sorority house Mother

Inside the toilet, Jeff took off his pants altogether. She insisted he might as well also take off his shirt and he did. Except for his shoes, he was stark naked. Alice thrilled to this. As she sat on the toilet seat, her fingers up inside her gooey cunt, she was kissing his entire naked body.

She made him bend over and spread his buttocks wide open so she could tongue between the crack. She licked and speared her tongue into his hot, moist asshole. She kissed the inside of his thighs. She sucked on his balls as he raised one foot and balanced it on her naked thigh. She licked down to his ankles. She kissed and sucked on his erect nipples, she chewed the long hair in his armpits.

"I still have some hot pee inside," she smiled as she sat down on the seat. Alice put her back to him. Spreading her legs and holding her cunt lips open with her finger tips, she gradually let his prick spear up into her hot, slippery cunt.

When she lowered her body, his cock filled up her cunt to the brim. She began to fuck ever so slowly, up and down, up and down, sometimes twisting, sometimes pulling almost all the way off, them plunging down forcefully, sometimes hurting him as she began to bounce, holding her hand across her mouth to muffle the tiny screams of ecstasy that wanted to blast.

At two different intervals during this fucking session, she pulled off altogether. Spinning around, she fell to her knees. She took full length of his slippery, cream-coated cock down her throat, squeezing his balls at the same time, looking up at him, love in her eyes, her breathing through the nose heavy as she sucked and tried to force him to explode inside her mouth.

"Ohoooo, honey, can't you come in my mouth? Ohoooo, honey… come into my mouth, honey… I want to taste all of you… ohoooooooo oo, yesssssssssss, ^ honey… honey… honey, come into my mouth."

But Jeffrey just couldn't. She jumped back on his prick, but this time, facing him, hugging him tight, kissing his mouth madly, tonguing his mouth, rubbing her breasts against his chin, fucking up and down madly, wildly, biting his ears, his nose, writhing in passion, in an ecstasy that threatened to mushroom into violent orgasm.

"Ohoooo, Baby… " he moaned when she began to ride him so perfectly, his huge prick was sliding in and out him so perfectly, his huge prick was sliding in and out of her cunt like a well-oiled piston.

"Your cock's fucking me… your cock's fucking me… your cock's fucking me," she kept mumbling into his ear.

"My cunt's sucking your cock… my cunt's sucking your cock… my cunt's sucking your cock… my cunt's sucking your cock… my cunt's sucking your cock." Over and over!

Abruptly, she swung around. Sitting down again on his erect penis, she began to squirm deliciously, writhing and moving back and forth rather than up and down. This side to side motion was extremely pleasant to Jeffrey.

"Honey," she breathed. "I'm going to twinkle a little all over your cock," she said. "Do you think you'll like that, honey? It's such a nice warm feeling, honey," she moaned. "It's so sexy… soooooooooooo seeeeeexxxxxxxxy."

Jeffrey was mass aging her swollen breasts. He was pinching her erect nipples, rubbing them, squeezing them until she'd wince in pain. "I love it. I love it!"

"Here it comes, honey… here comes… "

Jeffrey sat still. He raised his head. He could feel the intense heat of her cunt enveloping his stiff penis now buried to the hilt up inside her body.

She wasn't moving now. Neither was Jeffrey. She was pressing her hands against her sides as she sat on his prick, her feet supporting most of her weight.

"Here it comes, honey… here comes… "

Then Jeffrey felt the first sprinkling as it caressed his prick like warm rain on a hot summer's day. This increased and he could here the liquid dribbling into the toilet bowl, he could feel its incredible warmth caressing his balls, on the inside of his thighs. Feeling her urine made him want to urinate at the same time and although he'd never be able to do it with a hard-on, this time seemed to be the exception.

Because of the pressure from her hot body and how she now began to rock back and forth, Jeffrey felt his bladder being irritated.

In moments, he felt the first surge and the next thing he knew, he was letting go. The more he relaxed, his prick stiff right up to the hilt inside her sucking, milking cunt, the greater the flow of his urine.

Alice Griffin was muffling her wild cries. She was having one of the most bizarre orgasms of her lifetime as she listened with one ear to the dribbling noises in the toilet bowl.

When she suddenly leaped off his prick, it was like popping off the cork from a bottle of champagne. Holding her skirt as high as she could, she caught the full blast in her groin.

As she continued, she fell to her knees and took his spouting penis hose all the way down her throat…

Considerably weaker when he left to do Mrs. James' library errand, Jeffrey returned to the fraternity house to find his sister and Gloria James wrapped in each other's arms. They were taking a nap and were obviously sleeping soundly.

The thin blanket half covering their delightfully naked bodies had "somehow crawled between the older woman's thighs, this exaggerating her rounded buttocks as she lay on her left side, her right arm around Beth's bare bottom, Gloria's sleeping fingers seeming in the process of caressing the exciting crack between Beth's sweet ass globes.

Jeffrey took a long hot bath, using the fragrantly perfume bath salts Gloria had recommended earlier. He rather liked the idea and the rich, aromatic perfume permeated the bathroom, lingered in his nostrils and generally gave him a feeling of peacefulness and contentment.

He was beginning to understand why women used them so often. And also why they liked perfumes in general.

Recalling his obscene adventure with Mrs. Griffin, his penis began to harden. This surprised him. In that toilet, after the water sports, she had sucked him off once and his orgasm had shattered against the back of her throat like a spray of shotgun pellets.

At the table in the back of the barroom, she'd had him stand at the corner. On her knees close to the table she had him lay his naked prick on the table top so that fully five inches of it stuck out over the table edge.

With her face half upturned, her tongue gliding and flashing, she licked his penis on the underside, down its full length, then taking it into her hot mouth, sucked him into another crazy orgasm.

The third and curiously enough, the most powerful of all the orgasms, took place in the mysterious room.

"Do you suppose we could go in there?" she had asked.

"I don't see why not," he replied. "As far as I can tell," he added, "it's vacant."

Ignoring the cigar-smoking bartender who seemed completely indifferent to them, even when he drew a beer or made Mrs. Griffin another vodka and orange juice, Jeff opened the door of the room. She followed him in.

"No one's been in here in a long time," she told the young boy. "I know this smell," she said, sniffing the mustiness. She looked under the bed. "It's not been cleaned in months."

Mrs. Griffin undressed Jeffrey. As she pulled down his pants, she began to kiss his belly, his thighs until finally she was kissing up and down his flaccid penis.

"It tastes so sweet," she purred, looking up at him.

She clasped his balls in the palm of one hand. She examined them closely with the fingers of the other. She wobbled them in her palm, constantly shifting her eyes up into his as he looked down at what she was doing, his hands on his hips.

Jeffrey never quite knew what to do with his hands when his sister was fondling and stroking his prick and blowing his balls, or just kissing his genitalia.