Frank Brown - Hot bed housekeeper

"Baby!" Kathy gasped. "Oh baby!"

She rocked her hips to the rhythm of the boy's humping, slid her hands up and down his slender, undulating back. His smooth, sweat oiled body was as slippery and agile as his cock as he writhed and undulated on top of her and in her embrace.

"Do you feel it?" the boy asked. "Do you feel my cock inside you? Does it feel good?"

"I'm in heaven!" Kathy moaned. "I wanna fuck like this forever!"

"I can go as long as you want," the boy said. "I know how to pleasure a lady."

Kathy luxuriated in their fucking. Her toes curled sensuously with each screwing penetration of the boy's cock into the depths of her loins. Her tits swelled like balloons about to burst. Her nipples were hot pokers, searing the boy's smooth chest, rubbing his own nipples and making him groan with pleasure. She contracted her cunt, massaging his cock rhythmically as he sliced it in and out, and he responded by flexing his cock, making it wiggle inside her like a snake, and Kathy gasped, so near to coming that she had to hold her breath. Sensing that she was at the brink of orgasm, the boy paused.

"Take it easy, baby," he said. "Make it last."

"You're an angel," Kathy said. "I wanna marry you."

"You're already married," the boy said. "I'm sliding my cock in your old man's jizz right now."

"I'll divorce him," Kathy said. "I'll do anything."

"Half the ladies in town wanna marry me," the boy said. "But I ain't the marrying kind. I need a fresh, new piece of ass about six times a day. Besides, this cock of mine would wear out one lady's cunt in about two days. Then she'd be shot for life."

Kathy could believe that. She wondered if she'd be able to walk straight once the kid pulled his cock out of her. Her cunt muscles were being worked over like never before. Despite her pleasure, the stretch she felt in her cunthole and womb still bordered on pain.

The boy pushed her legs off his shoulders and she slid them down and locked them around his lower back and ass. His cock penetrated her womb even deeper as he lay fully out on top of her, kissing her, rubbing himself against her, wiggling and churning his cock in her cunt.

"I love being stuck on a hot woman," the boy said. "Stuck on a hot woman and stuck in a hot woman. I like ladies better than girls. Girls are such smart-asses. They think they're such hot stuff, but they don't know how to fuck. Their pussies ain't ripe and experienced like the cunts of women. There ain't nothing like the pussy of a woman who really wants it, who really digs a hot prick!"

"Oh, Randy, fuck me!"

Kathy writhed under the sweaty youth, crazy with desire. The boy's dirty talk drove her nuts. She imagined him fucking other women, and for some reason that idea stimulated her instead of making her jealous. He was a shameless, filthy-minded young stud, and for the moment at least he was all hers.

"Give it to me, baby, make me come!"

The boy smiled. "I'm about ready to come myself. I'll come whenever you do. As soon as your pussy goes off, my cock will start creaming."

Bracing his elbows on the mattress, shoving his hands under Kathy's shoulders and crushing down on top of her, the boy humped with rotating motions of his loins and screwing motions of his cock. His cock sliced with hard, deep strokes, each penetration making Kathy gasp and arch up against him. He gnawed the side of her neck, drenched her in his sweat and male scent, drove his uncut cock into her with a relentless grinding motion. In seconds, Kathy was again on the verge of orgasm.

"I'm close!" Kathy gasped. "Oh, baby, I'm so close!"

The boy covered her mouth with his mouth, slid his tongue into her throat as he plunged his cock in her cunt. His blue eyes stared straight into her eyes, looking straight into her mind, sensing with her excruciating pleasure. She gazed back into his eyes, able to sense his ecstasy. His body melted into hers and his eyes glazed over. His cock plunged to the hilt up her cunt, quivering like a volcano on the verge of an eruption. Her eyes and his eyes rolled back at the same moment, and as her pussy exploded, his first hot spurts splashed in her womb.

"Ahhhhhhh!" he groaned. "Yeahhhhh!"

He writhed on top of her, his willowy body undulating and bucking, his cock jerking and spurting inside her. Each scalding stream of spunk splashed deep in Kathy's pussy and made her gasp.

"I'm coming!" she moaned. "Oh baby, it feels so good!"

She tore at the boy's back with her fingernails, clawed his asscheeks with her toenails. Her cunt spasmed with each flex and spurt of his massive cock. It was as if each ejaculation sent a surge of electricity into Kathy's loins. Her entire body jerked and she tossed her head from side to side.

"Uhhhhhh!" the boy grunted. "Ohhh, yeahhhh!"

He was delirious, humping and spurting out of control. Only Kathy's passionate embrace kept him mounted firmly on top of her, his chest pressed to her tits, his belly smacking against her belly.

"Oh shit, yeahhhh!"

"Give it to me!" Kathy panted. "Shoot it!" Their mutual spasms continued long after Kathy had expected them to end. The boy shot so much cum into her that by the time he was finished, the spunk was leaking out of her pussy and down her crotch. When their orgasms finally subsided, he collapsed on her as if dead, and she stroked his back, caressed his blond head, their fuck-organs throbbing with aftershocks.

"I've never been fucked like that," Kathy said.

Randy grunted.

"You were fantastic," Kathy said. "Do you hear me, stud? Fantastic!"

The boy lay motionless, breathing deeply. He drooled on her shoulder from a slack mouth and Kathy realized he was asleep. She kissed him and relaxed, letting him doze on top of her.

"Poor baby," she said, stroking his blond head. "All fucked out."

Kathy opened her eyes slowly and with effort. She didn't want to get up, and yet she sensed she had to. She had the feeling that she'd overslept. She had to get breakfast on the table for Otto or he'd throw a fit.

She looked around the room. It wasn't her bedroom. And the light was somehow all wrong. Through the window the day looked ripe and golden, the light of late afternoon instead of early morning. She closed her eyes and opened them again.

Where am I? she thought. I must be dreaming. She looked around the room again, spotting the mess all over the floor. She spotted the rubber sex-doll, and she remembered. She wasn't at home at all, she was in Randy Chapman's bedroom.

She dropped her legs off the edge of the bed and struggled to sit up. Her cunt ached. She felt as if she'd been run over by a truck. Her fuck session with Randy Chapman had worn her out more than she'd realized.

"Randy," she called quietly. "Randy!"

Still no answer. The house was dead quiet. The boy's skateboard was gone from where it had been resting against the dresser. How long had he been gone? Kathy wondered. Minutes? Hours? He'd climbed off her, had grabbed his skateboard, and had left her discarded in his bedroom like his rubber sex-doll. Where was he now – out fucking other married women? By now he might have fucked several more women. The day was late.

Kathy forced herself to get up. She groaned as she tried to walk. Getting dressed was a struggle. All the muscles of her loins and the muscles of her thighs had been stretched and strained. She wasn't used to hard fucking, and never before had she been fucked by an eleven-inch cock. Seven inches, maybe eight, were the largest cocks she'd ever fucked in high school.

She began to straighten up Randy's room, but gave up after a minute. This was no job for her to tackle today. She picked up the rubber sexdoll and dropped it on his bed. It looked dead, nothing like it had looked as Randy had screwed it. It was as if the boy's cock sliding in and out of it had brought it to life. Now it was just a life-size manikin, a rubber toy. Randy's cum had dried between its legs and on its cunt. Only the Vaseline between its cuntlips gave evidence that it had recently been used.