Unknown - Party Nympho

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Porter is out and I'm only a visitor here."

"Oh," the boy said, sweeping his eyes over her. "I'm Trevor, the new paper boy. Jake has had an accident and I'm standing in for him. He normally collects the paper money today."

"I'm afraid I don't know anything about that, but Mrs. Porter will be home soon, or maybe you could call tomorrow."

"I'll leave it till tomorrow. Where are you visiting from?"

"Omaha, Nebraska… I've only been here a couple of days or so."

Trevor looked at her tits carefully with the twin points of her nipples straining at the thin material of her housecoat.

"Maybe I could show you around?" Trevor ventured. "I know this city pretty well. We could have some fun together."

Jess looked him up and down for a moment and a vision of Dave's cock came to her mind. She thought of his cum still swirling around in her cunt.

"Well, Trevor, it's nice of you to offer to show me around, but I prefer older men. I'll tell Mrs. Porter you'll call tomorrow."

Older men, she thought to herself after she had shut the door. The guys she had fucked with in Omaha had all been within a year or two of Trevor's age, but since she had been in California and seen the effect she had on her uncle, and that afternoon on Dave, she realized how much more exciting older men… married men… were than teenaged boys. She pressed her hand to her throbbing pussy. Life here was very exciting and the people were very exciting, too.

When Cass arrived home late in the afternoon, obviously very merry from the lunch she had been to in Beverly Hills and the wine she had drunk, she looked at Jess with a lascivious eye.

"Good Lord, girl, you'd better get properly dressed before Jack comes home or he'll be up you before you've had time to think about it."

"I had a shower and put this on for a while before I bothered to get dressed. A new, paper boy called. He said the regular boy had an accident. He's coming back tomorrow."

"Damn, I forgot to tell you where the money was," said Cass, putting her arm around Jess. "This housecoat looks very sexy," she added, running her hand over Jess's tits.

She slipped her hand inside the housecoat and worked her fingers around Jess's pussy.

"Ooooh, Jess, you're all wet. Are you sure that paper boy didn't get his cock between your legs?" Cass teased.

"Oh, Cass, he was only a teenager," she said, breaking away, anxious not to let Cass know she had been fucked by the TV repairman.

"Well, you know, Jess, even a young boy can excite a girl and your pussy feels as though it's been very excited!"

"Maybe I've been thinking about Jack and that PE man fucking me."

"Come on, darling. I'll give you a good suck. Would you like that?"

"N-n-no, thanks, Cass," Jess said hesitantly, knowing that if Cass tasted her cunt she would know it was full of Dave's cum. "I feel a bit tired and think I'll go up and have a rest."

"Okay, darling. We'll have another love session soon."

Jess left early the next day intending to take the Universal Studios tour. In the afternoon, Jack rang Cass and said Guy wanted to call on her again.

"Now what does he want?" she asked coyly. "As if I didn't know! I suppose you have told him all about Jess. I'll bet that made that prick of his stand up."

"Well, I suggest we make a date for early next week and he can come around and by that time we'll have an idea how things stand with Jess and we can see if anything develops."

"Oh, I'm sure Jess will be in anything that's going. She's red hot!"

"I think it's time I tried her out. I get a glad feeling every time I think about her-as a matter of fact, I've got one now!"

"Well, go and put it under a cold tap," Cass said with a laugh.

As she put the phone down, Cass thought about Guy's previous visit. He was certainly a lusty man with a magnificent cock and he knew how to use it. The prospect of another visit excited her and she rubbed her throbbing pussy.

She had no doubt Guy would want to fuck Jess, and she was just as sure Jess would want him to. It was going to be a very lustful night.

She was still thinking about it when the front doorbell rang. It was the paper boy.

Trevor's face fell when Cass opened the door. He had been hoping it would be Jess who answered his ring.

"You're Mrs. Porter, I suppose… I'm Trevor, the new paper boy." He sounded a little disappointed. "I spoke to that girl from Omaha yesterday."

"Jess? She's not in today, Trevor," Cass said, sizing him up, and speculating whether he bad fucked Jess.

He was an attractive lad for his age, well-built if a bit on the skinny side, handsome, and with a roving eye. Cass watched the way he looked her over and took in every detail of her body.

As she went to get the money for the newspapers, lewd fantasies began to enter her mind. She had often heard women saying that young boys could be so wonderful in bed.

"You look very hot, Trevor. Why don't you come in for a cool drink and tell me all about yourself, since you'll be calling around regularly to get the paper money?" she said when she returned.

Trevor looked at her smiling eyes for a moment, then dropped his gaze to her swelling tits.

"Thank you, Mrs. Porter. That would be nice."

In the kitchen, Cass seated Trevor at the table.

"Coke?"

"Coke'll do nicely, thanks."

As she opened the refrigerator door, Cass was conscious of Trevor studying her ass. After she had handed him the Coke, she excused herself and went into the next room, and hidden from his sight, she pulled off her bra and left the top button of her blouse unfastened so that her cleavage was well exposed.

Back in the kitchen, she sat close to Trevor and, putting her hand on his thigh, asked him if he had a girlfriend.

He nodded awkwardly.

"I go out with a friend of my sister, but she's only a kid. I used to be friendly with another girl, but she moved."

Trevor was beginning to look distinctly unsettled and Cass could tell he was becoming more and more nervous. He had looked at her tits pushing at her partly open blouse and she could tell they excited him.

Cass was feeling an ache between her legs and she had decided that the presence of Trevor was just as likely to satisfy it as masturbating in her bedroom. At least, she could fantasize better with him so close.

"Will that girl be home later this afternoon?"

"Jess? I don't know. Did you find her interesting?"

"I thought she was terrific!"

Cass looked at him and shook her head.

"I think you might find she's a bit of a teaser."

He did not flick an eyelid. She put her hands under her tits and exposed a little more flesh.

"Tell me about this girl of yours that moved. Did you see her often?"

"Quite a lot, but her mother was always frightened I was going to… you know."

"I don't know, Trevor. What do you mean?"

"Her mother was frightened we were going to… "

"You mean fuck?"

Trevor blushed a deep red and gave a loud snigger.

"And did you?"

"Yes, we did it all the time."

A thrill hit Cass in the cunt like a thunderbolt. "There, you see, I could tell you were a sophisticated lad."

She reached and grasped his band and put it to her tit. He sank his fingers into her firm tit-flesh.

"You probably haven't touched a girl's tit since your girl went away, you poor boy," she purred, pulling her blouse aside and letting one of her tits leap out into his hand. "Would you like to suck them?"

Trevor couldn't speak. He felt all choked up. He could only nod. Cass led him to the living room and they sat on the lounge. She tossed aside her bra which was draped over the back of it.

"I took that off because I thought you'd like these," she explained.

She pulled her blouse aside and both her tits were exposed to Trevor's eyes. He put his hand under the nearest and took her nipple in his mouth. She watched with a glint in her eyes as he put his hand down and rearranged the front of his pants to allow his cock to rise.