Vance Caldwell - Mrs. Howell_s foot

Rebekah almost passed out from the erotic sensation as she felt Jim's fingers carefully part the hotly throbbing lips of her cunt and flick teasingly up into her sensitive inner flesh. She moaned aloud, her hands moving forcibly over the youngster's frail back to hug him more tightly to her, as his finger began to probe in cautious exploratory strokes up into the tight orifice of her yielding cuntal flesh. She swayed, her legs going weak, so that the twelve year old boy almost had to support her with his own strength for a moment.

The aroused brunette employer knew she could no longer stand up. She had to lie down on the bed, Jim on top of her. She had to have that little prick she could feel throbbing so teasingly up between her quivering thighs inside her. She had to be fucked.

Almost desperately, Rebekah pulled away from the young boy's eager embrace and knelt at his feet. He, too, had forgotten about his shoes and she unlaced them. Quickly and reverently she pulled them off and placed them on the nightstand beside the bed. Jim watched in wonderment. Their clothes she left scattered, kicked aside, all over the floor. His shoes she placed on the nightstand! Now she tugged at the toe of one of his socks. Obediently, he lifted his foot. Very slowly she pulled the sock away to reveal his toes, which automatically curled under as she gazed at them. She repeated the process on the other foot, folded the socks, and stuffed them into the shoes. Then, almost desperately, she pulled him to the bed.

"Let's get into bed."

Anxiously, Rebekah moved to the bed herself, seizing the naked boy's still reluctant hand to pull him urgently along behind her. It was not that Jim had to be forced, but that the surprise of it all had momentarily stunned him with paralysis. Jesus, it was finally going to happen! It was now! He was going to get laid, not by a kid, either, like most of the guys, but by a beautiful older woman with the body of a movie actress. He didn't want to wait another minute until he got his lust-hardened prick inside Miss Howell's soft warm pussy. Then, after all his waiting and playing with pin-up posters, and no matter what else happened, he would finally be able to say that he was no longer a virgin.

Rebekah Howell's whole body trembling with a shameless desire that flooded through every inch of her love-starved flesh, she dropped down onto her back on the bed and parted her long lithe legs in a spread-eagled position as Jim Craft prepared to climb up beside her. She closed her eyes, her breath coming in slow strained gasps as she waited. The panting twelve year old gazed down at her in obscene triumph, then paused for a moment to glance at her feet. She was twitching her toes in a kind of trembling rhythm as though they were just as aroused as the rest of her. Strange! He had never heard of anything like that. Suddenly, he felt Miss Howell's hands eagerly seize his shoulders and heard the deep groan of host that issued from her throat as she pulled him down on top of her so that his lower torso was between her widely spread thighs.

"Oh, yes," Rebekah purred in his ear. "Yes, Jim. Yes, little boy. Fuck me. Fuck me just one time."

Jim Craft experienced a brief moment of painful remembrance as he held himself poised above his beautiful employer's sensually naked body, his desire-hardened prick prodding hotly up between her thighs so that just the swollen tip touched the warmly moistened lips of her cunt. This was exactly where he was night before last but on a picture! Wow! Some difference, he thought gleefully. Now this vulnerable older woman was going to make up for all those lousy times with pictures! The trouble was that there was a problem that still lingered. Jim Craft was not quite sure what to do. Then that problem resolved itself as Miss Howell dropped one of her hands to Jim's tightly clenching asscheeks, inserted her finger crudely right up between them, and shoved down against his sensitive little asshole. Groaning in surprise, Jim jerked his loins forward in retreat from the disquieting sensation, shoving his rigid cock forcibly right up between the warmly encoding lips of Miss Howell's dark pussy.

An instant later the incredible had happened. He felt a faint resistance as his smooth blood-bloated cockhead shoved against the tightness of the woman's wetly heated cunt. He felt her body stiffen and tremble beneath him and heard the low groan of mingled pain and pleasure that poured from her lips. Then, with a lewd sucking noise, just the head of his blood-engorged cock slipped inside, and as Miss Howell stroked down more lightly on Jim's tight little asshole, he shoved forward again, and the full length of his virile young cock burrowed relentlessly up into the hot clasping softness of her cunt.

"Oh, Jim, you beautiful prick," Rebekah moaned, her ass jerking in a frenzied spasm to the invasion of her lust-tortured loins. She sank her hips downward into the mattress in retreat, then her body quivered even more wildly, and she lunged her hips up again spreading her thighs even wider apart as she felt Jim's palpitating little rod of inflated cockflesh slipping up into her soft pulsating cuntal hole, gradually worming all the way up into the soft warm walls, deeper and deeper until she was completely skewered and could feel his balls slapping lightly down into the sensitive crack of her own asscheeks.

Above her, Jim tensed, squirming his asscheeks further downward until, at last, his wildly excited prick was embedded to the hilt in Miss Howell's warm wet cunt, and he could feel her tensed pelvis pressed against his own pubic mound. Then, with a sigh of satisfaction, he let his body go limp.

He had finally done it! He had fucked! He had his prick all the way inside and honest-to-goodness live woman! No matter what happened after this, he would never be a virgin again as long as he lived. He sure had it way over some of the guys. He was fucking a real woman, not some stupid eighth grade girl.

"Oooohhhhhh!" Rebekah moaned, her cock-impaled body twisting in lustful ecstasy, little insane ripples of pleasure tingling through the sensitive nerve-ends of her flesh as she hugged the naked young boy tightly down against her straining titties and began to squirm and undulate her hips in eager response to his rigid invasion of her sensitive pussy lips. Above her, Jim made his first tentative moves, slowly thrusting the pulsing hardness of his lewdly inflated cock in and out of Miss Howell's soft pussy flesh, gradually increasing his strokes, shoving the throbbing cockhead deeper and deeper up inside her lust-tortured cunt.

The glove-like feel of his employer's pussy clasping tightly around his sensitive cock was almost more than the twelve year old could stand, and he could have cum almost at that very instant. But he knew he would have to last longer than that. Even though Miss Howell was going to be completely at his mercy after she once more satisfied his desires, he wanted to enjoy her submission right now to the rigid pre-adolescent cockflesh he was pumping into her. He had been glad to agree to putting a stop to the fucking after today, but that was only to get her to do it at all. He didn't care what they agreed to now. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

"Ooooohhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, yes, little darling. Yeeessss, you're doing just fine!" Rebekah soothed as she felt the young boy stiffen for a minute above her, completely ceasing his strokes. As Jim shuddered, trying to regain control over his madly surging lust, Rebekah stroked softly up and down his back. Then she moved her hands back to his naked ass to guide him as he began again to fuck in and out between her thighs, fucking the inflamed hardness of his blood-engorged cock in smoother and more rhythmic strokes far up into her yielding little cuntal mouth, prompting involuntary contractions of her tight cuntal flesh around his throbbing shaft as more and more of Rebekah's body began to respond to the lascivious impalement of Jim's young prick.