Frank Brown: Hot bed housekeeper

"Oh Jesus, suck!" the boy gasped, humping upward, forcing his cock deeper into her throat. "Lick right there! Oh man, I'm going nuts!"

Kathy was going nuts too. She cooed, smacking her lips, rotating her wet tongue, sucking hard for the boy's cum. As she blew him – as he fucked her face – she rammed two stiff fingers in and out of her juicing, clutching cunt. Pussycream ran down her inner thighs like hot spit.

"Suck!" the boy panted. "Go for the cream! Use that tongue, use them lips! Awww, fuck, yeahhhhh!"

Kathy was delirious, her heart thudding like a jackhammer. The excitement surging through her body, the pleasure surging through her loins. Her head bobbed, her tits jiggled, her ass waved in the air as she humped at her jerking hand.

"I'm coming!" the boy gasped. "Uhhhhhh!" His blue eyes glazed over and rolled back. His belly muscles tippled. His cock swelled even larger and harder, and his cum gushed into Kathy's throat.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Kathy choked. Her mouth overflowed. Wads of slimy spunk ran down her chin and neck. As the youth's cock pulsed and ejaculated in her mouth, her entire body pulsed with the same spastic rhythm. It was as if her entire body had become an extension of the boy's prick. Her pussy tightened around her twisting, sliding fingers and bolts of electricity exploded in her cunt. Her vision blurred as ecstasy overwhelmed her.

"Eat my cum!" the boy moaned.

He wrapped his legs around Kathy's head, fucking deeper into her throat, forcing her to swallow more than two-thirds of his cock. It was as if a fist had been rammed down her throat. His cum burst out in thick, slimy gushes, splashing deep in Kathy's gullet and sliding into her stomach.

Surprisingly, she didn't choke. The boy's cum had lubricated his deep penetration. Kathy swallowed greedily, sucking cum as the spasms continued in rhythmic bursts through her body.

She hadn't felt this good in fifteen years, not since she'd married Otto. Perhaps she'd never felt this good in her life.

"You like my cum?" Randy Chapman asked. "You like my big, sweet cock?"

Hugging her head with his arms and legs, he forced the last several inches of his eleven-inch cock down Kathy's throat.

She took it all – and loved it.

"The first lady I ever sucked off was my English teacher," Randy Chapman said. "I told her she could suck my cock if she let me lick her cunt first. She was sitting at her desk after school, and I got down under it, between her spread legs, and I unhooked her garter belt from her nylon stockings and pulled her panties down. The smell of her cunt almost made me shoot off in my jeans. I hiked up her skirt, she spread her legs wider, and I went to work. It was the first cunt I'd ever seen, but I knew just where to lick. Her cunt was running juice like spit. I almost fainted on the taste. I stuck my tongue up her and she came just like that. Hot juice ran into my mouth and down my throat. Then she sucked me off twice."

The boy smiled up at Kathy, who was seated at the edge of the bed with her legs spread. Randy knelt on the floor in front of her, caressing her smooth inner thighs. Her right foot rested on one of his dirty jockstraps. The taste of his cum was still in her mouth. Sunshine came through the window and made her wet cunt glisten. Randy Chapman reached forward, hooked his thumbs into the edges of her cunt slabs, and spread her cunt wide open.

"Ooooh!" Kathy gasped, her toes curling with pleasure. Despite her recent orgasm, she was still horny as ever – and so was the boy, whose cock stood nearly vertical, throbbing rhythmically and oozing fresh lube. Its foreskin half-capped the enormous, fist-like cockhead.

"I love to open up women," the boy said. "I like to look inside 'em, see what they got between them furry lips, feel the heat pour out. Ain't nothing hotter and wetter than a lady's pussy once she gets a whiff of my cock."

He glanced down at his prong and flexed it, made it wiggle. It swelled even larger, its foreskin pulling back completely off the prickhead.

"Fuck me!" Kathy begged. "Stick it in me!"

"Later," the boy said. "We got plenty of time to do other things before I fuck you."

He stretched her cuntlips wider apart and cuntjuice and Otto's cum dribbled out, making a wet, slimy stain on the edge of the mattress. He leaned forward, sniffing, nuzzling the edges of her cuntlips with his tanned, freckled nose. His breath on her clit, on the sensitive inner lips of her cunt, sent maddening tingles through her loins.

"Oh, Randy!" she moaned. "Lick!"

"You got jizz in your cunt," the boy said. "You been fucked already today. Who did it, your husband?"

Kathy nodded.

The boy grinned wickedly. "Did you enjoy it? Does he have a big cock?"

"No – and no," Kathy said.

Randy laughed. "I've heard that story before. Half the ladies in this town don't have husbands that can fuck worth shit, and they all got teeny-weeny cocks compared to mine."

He looked down at his cock and wiggled it again. Lube dribbled down the underside of it like clear frosting.

Kathy almost screamed. When he wiggled his eleven-inch cock like that it drove her crazy. Maddening contractions of lust pulsed through her cunt.

"Oh, Randy, put it in me! I wanna be fucked!"

"Later," the boy said. "Yes sir, husbands who don't know how to fuck keep teen studs like me in business. All them horny, frustrated ladies are dying for a big teen cock like mine to satisfy 'em. There's the teachers and librarians and the housewives – and the housekeepers."

"I want it!" Kathy whined.

"I guess you do," the boy said. He shoved his nose between her spread cuntlips, grinding it into her cunt, getting it slimy with her fuck juices.

Kathy fell back on the bed. She kicked her spread legs up and grabbed her knees, pulling them to her shoulders. Shove your whole head inside me, she thought.

"Eat me!" she cried.

The boy growled, rubbing his nose up and down her cuntslit, up and down her sweat-moist asscrack. He sniffed like a dog, as if he couldn't get enough of the smell of her.

"I love pussy and ass," he said. "Especially on a hot, married lady."

His tongue came out and he started to lick. Kathy reached down, digging her fingernails into her asscheeks and hauling them apart so the boy could lick deeply into her tasty female clefts, into her gaping pussy and twitching asshole.

"Ohhhh, Randy, you doll!"

"I aim to please," the boy said.

He lapped from one end of her asscrack to the other, from one end of her pussy-furrow to the other, his tongue making long swipes up and down. He had a long, fat tongue, a tongue made for licking, a tongue like a dog's. He probed her asshole, slipped his tongue inside it, twisted his tongue from side to side. As he rimmed her, he rubbed his thumbs up and down her cunt slabs, then rotated a thumb against her clit.

Kathy's toes curled. She cooed, rubbing her tits, pinching her nipples. Her pussy contracted, oozing fuck juices onto the boy's freckled face. He slipped his tongue out of her asshole and lapped up her juices as if they were a sweet syrup. His tongue slipped deep into her pussy. His front teeth lightly grated her clit.

"Oh, honey! Oh, baby! Oh, Randy!" Kathy squirmed, nearly laughing from the pleasure the boy was giving her. She churned her ass in his face, feeding him her smoldering pussy, delighting in the slurping, sucking, munching sounds he made as he ate her out. It felt so good she started squealing like a schoolgirl, not caring who heard her.

"I love women!" Randy growled.

He lapped and kissed and sucked, devouring Kathy's crotch, sucking up her tart female juices. Fuck juices dripped from his chin, ran down his neck. Cunt hairs stuck to his face. His blue eyes looked glazed, drunk on the taste and smell of pussy. He licked Kathy's inner thighs, took hold of her feet and started sucking on her toes.