Shirley Heinz - Lonely Lora

Lora felt the wetness in her silky panties as she shifted her position on the hard bleachers. She crossed her shapely legs and the squish of her thick juices smeared up to her pubic hair. Uneasily she watched her young daughter prance like the cute little filly she was.

Her own sloppy crotch disturbed her as she tried to concentrate on her daughter and not the young men around her daughter. OH, all those delicious young crotches!

Supporting her daughter's school activities was very difficult on Lora and getting worse. Today seemed especially bad! Her clit fluttered like mad in the smoldering heat of her crotch. Nervously, Lora switched her position one more time, letting some of the heavy aroma escape from between her legs as she crossed her thighs the other way.

Suddenly Lora felt very old and frumpy in her short skirt that kept hiking up on her thighs. Seeing her young daughter strut and prance back and forth in front of the judges made her feel like a typical middle-aged mother watching her young daughter.

If there was anything Lora didn't want to feel like, that was it! She squirmed in the slime of her damp crotch as she kept bringing her vision back to her very young, slender daughter, whose long flowing blonde hair seemed to entrance all the young boys watching the competition.

Oh, what Lora could do with some of those young boys if she could only get her hands on them! She let her sight fall to the tented crotches… and squirmed hotly in her bubbling juices.

Lora had to clean up her thoughts or she was going to have a heavenly orgasm in right there on the school bleachers just watching the young boys in their hip-hugging pants. My goodness! There were cords with young hard cocks in them… and Levi's… and swim shorts! Those swim shorts about drove Lora bananas.

Those boys knew very well just how vulgar… and delicious… their young cocks looked in those racing trunks. They must have worked for quite awhile to get their young pricks jutted out so they could impress all the young girls running around the school grounds. Lora never had known much about material but whatever the material was, she liked it. Those young boys looked positively vulgar and obscene in their Speedo trunks. She presumed the material was some sort of double-knit.

She made a mental note to herself to buy something made of the same material and wear it the next time she went out at night. Her breasts would really shake up the men in material like that! If she didn't wear a bra, she was sure her rigid nipples would protrude against the tight material like all the young cocks were doing!

Young girls were standing around waiting for the judges decision as to which of the youngsters would be members of the high school drill team. Lora knew her daughter would be one chosen. Her daughter was a pretty little thing with long graceful legs and jutting breasts. Her daughter would look terrific strutting along in parades, and besides her daughter seemed to have more than her share of young boys encircling her down there on the field.

Lora squirmed uncomfortably as her pussy struggled and sputtered in her tight nylon panties. Splotches of other parents were scattered on the bleachers and they seemed restless too, probably tired of waiting for the judging.

Lora was certain the other parents weren't squirming because they were horny for a cock like she was. Parents didn't act horny at school! Parents were straight and dull and patient and loving and attentive.

Lora was horny! Not your basic, typical parent!

A roar of voices rifled the air and youngsters jumped around and screamed happily as the winners were announced.

Lora had to smile as her Patty was naturally chosen.

Thank God! Now she could go home and not have to sit and look at all those young cocks thrust obscenely against the knit material! It was absolutely disgusting to waste those hard-ons on all those young, dumb girls! Damn!

Lora smiled and spread her arms as young Patty came charging up the bleachers, glowing with victory!

"Mama! I won! I won!" she yelped gleefully.

"I knew you would. You were the prettiest girl out there!"

"Hi, Mrs. Smith," came a young masculine voice from Lora's side.

"Hello, there, Bill," Lora smiled warmly.

Oh, my goodness! Oh, dear, what a cock on him! Why hadn't I noticed before? Those damned Speedo suits just let everything hang out. My goodness!

Lora's face flushed as she gazed at the young boy's bulging cock. She couldn't seem to raise her face. She was so entranced by the rude, crude way his cockhead pushed against his swim trunks! She licked her full lips wishfully.

"Your face's red, mama," Patty said.

"Too much sun, I guess. I think I'll get off these bleachers and get into the shade," Lora said.

She uncrossed her legs towards Bill and watched his eyes look up her short skirt. She smiled. She could get him!

She slid forward on the bleacher hiking her short skirt nearly up to her hips. She saw the young boy's eyes on her thighs, eyeing her shapely legs clear up to the dark line of her pantyhose.

Lora would like to show him her itching, damp pussy, but she kept her cool. She inched forward and young Bill got just below her on the bleachers and stretched his strong, young hand to assist her in getting down.

His eyes never left her thighs! He could see almost all the way up to her hair. As a matter of fact he saw a few curly strands of pubic hair through her pantyhose, but only for a flash of a second!

Lora stepped gracefully down one step of the bleachers and into his young arms.

He stepped aside to let her past, feeling her firm breasts rub across his bare chest as he moved.

Lora tingled when his sticking out cock rubbed across her pelvis as she side stepped to go down the bleachers. Her eyes met his for a knowing moment as their bodies caressed each other in one split second of heated contact.

Lora gasped slightly as she held the youth's hand and was assisted on down the bleachers to the ground.

"Thank you, Bill… very much," she cooed as she smiled warmly at the youth.

"Anytime," he grinned broadly.

Young Patty bounced down the bleachers, happily giggling and jabbering with her friends. She grabbed her mother, held her tightly and jumped up and down gleefully. Patty's exuberance spouted in all directions as she kissed her mother on the cheek and bounced up and down, jumping, shouting, laughing.

Lora's eyes stared at young Bill through it all, and his gaze never left hers.

"Why don't you ask some of your little friends over for a weiner roast tonight? I could get some soft drinks and we could have a little celebration," Lora said softly to her daughter.

"Really! Great! Hey, you guys, it's at my house for a party!" Patty hollered.

"I'll go to the store and see you at home, dear. And congratulations," Lora smiled, swatting her daughter on the firm fanny.

"Am I invited, too?" Bill asked.

Lora shifted her weight from one foot to the other, moving her firm breasts in the motion.

"Of course. What would a party be without you…"

Lora's gaze dropped to his protruding cock as she turned to leave. She could see the heavy pulsations of his rock hard cock through his Speedo suit, and she shivered slightly with delight.

She turned to go to her car and felt the burning blaze of his eyes on her rump as she swung her ass just enough to entice the young man. She smiled to herself as she opened the car door and put one shapely leg in, bent at the pelvis, and slipped inside the car. She knew her short skirt was up around her hips and she felt his eyes bum a hole in her flesh.

She shifted her ass on the seat and reached to adjust the rear vision mirror (though it didn't need it), but her jutting breasts poked forward to rub her nipples against the steering wheel.