Jeff Collins - Swinging sister

"Don't apologize, Bill. I'm flattered. Sometimes I like to have men stare at my tits. Do you think I'm very pretty?"

The boy seemed to be getting some self-confidence as he turned full to face it. "Jeez, Mrs. Marshall, I think you're beautiful! All the guys in my class…" He stopped and blushed again.

"Do your friends like the way I look?"

"Oh, yeah and the way you walk, too."

Sherry shifted in the seat, bending toward him slightly as she moved closer. The silence between them was deafening. The boy was afraid to look down at the dark cleavage between her globe-like tits that bulged like two ripe melons.

"Bill, you know why I brought you up here, don't you?"

He nodded. "I think so."

"Well, let's get started then!"

"Jeez, Mrs. Marshall…"

"Sherry… why don't you start calling me Sherry if we're going to fuck?" She kept her eye on his young face. It was obvious that he was scared to death. She could imagine why. To the boy, such a turn of events was astounding – an older woman was offering herself to him completely.

"Don't you want to, Bill?"

Suddenly his face was animated. He was leaning toward her. "Yes! Oh, God, yes, I do!"

"All right, then, don't be shy. Just unbutton me!"

Obediently, the young man slid nearer to her. His trembling fingers reached for the buttons on the back of her dress. Sherry breathed deeply, practically smashing her big tits into his face as his fumbling fingers unbuttoned her garment.

Then her dress was down to her waist and she slid it the rest of the way off to let it puddle on the floorboard of the car.

"There they are, Bill. There are my tits, just for you. Go ahead, darling, do what I know you want to do!"

He let his hand slide forward a little. He sprang like a jungle animal pouncing on her full tit. His other hand hurried to her other breast and his mouth forced its way against her lips. His body was, strong as he forced her into the seat. With difficulty, she struggled to push him back.

"Bill, honey, you're too rough."

He pulled off in embarrassment.

"That's what you should do, but a little more gently. I'm not going to run away. Now, try it again. Why don't you just kiss me lightly and gradually work into it? It'll be much nicer, you'll see!"

He edged toward her again. He was a little calmer now. Sherry parted her lips and rolled her head back as he came forward. She waited for his moist lips to touch hers. Her cunt ached.

He placed tiny kisses all over her face. His lust was so strong that he was bouncing her each time his face came to hers. Then he darted back to kiss her skin in another spot. He was holding her too tight. She managed to get one hand on the front of his shoulder and press against him, causing him to loosen his strong hold on her soft body.

"Work up gradually, you'll last longer."

She showed him how to kiss without a word. She just gently pressed against him, let her hands slide up his body and entwine around his neck. His mouth slowly moved forward and, half-open, came to rest on her neck. He gently exhaled on her smooth skin.

"Oh, Bill, that's it! You're terrific!" Sherry sighed.

Even in the limited light, she could see the look of pride on his face as his eager mouth turned up in a broad smile. He drew his long hair off his face with one hand; the other played with her soft neck.

"I'm glad we're here," he rasped.

"So am I."

He knelt on the car floor. He removed his shirt, and in the moonlight his tanned body looked even better than it did in the daylight. He was a well-built kid, with all the special virtues of youth. He was undoing his fly when he gave one last glance at her to see if she really wanted to go through with this. He didn't have to. As soon as he saw the look in her eyes when his hard cock popped free of his shorts, he was no longer afraid.

"Oh, honey," Sherry moaned as she pushed her panties down over her hips and let them dangle off one ankle while she spread her thighs on the seat, "are we ever gonna fuck good together tonight!"

That was all the impetus the young man needed. Suddenly he was over her, balanced on his toes and fingers, as he suspended his athletic body above hers. The tip of his dick touched her leg as he hung above her. Sherry reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her lips puckered and she moved her head up to his, letting her hair fall straight back.

"Kiss me, baby… kiss me and fuck me!"

She sighed deeply as the young man descended. She loved the feel of his body, and she liked it even better when she felt his hard cock slide through the wet lips of her pussy. He was big, and fat. That was good, she thought. At last she'd get a good hard cock to fuck her!

He grew more excited by the feel of her breath on his neck. It made his blood boil. He tried to stroke her, but his dick slipped out of her gooey slit. Quickly, Sherry found his cock with her warm, soft hand and guided it once again to the entrance to her aching hole.

"Just move your hips, baby," she cooed. "Just move your hips!"

Bill followed her instructions, and soon was fucking her with gusto.

His lust transferred itself to Sherry, who began to breathe in rhythm with his thrusts. Then her hips moved in a circle and she could feel the hard girth of his meat constantly making contact with her throbbing clit. It was driving her wild. Every instinct the boy had was perfect.

He smiled and circled her with his arms. Sherry felt more female in his embrace than she had in a long, long while.

"Let's get in the back, Bill!" she gurgled. "Hurry, we'll have more room and we can fuck even better!"

The young man quickly did as she suggested. He pulled his dick from her syrupy pussy and vaulted over the seat, then reached to help her. She fell on top of him, her huge tits crushing into his strong chest. He moved to put her on the seat.

"No, you stay there… just like that!" she breathed. "Just lay back and let me on top!"

She pushed him backward and swung her body over his. She poised, and an instant later she came crashing down on his waiting, upthrust cock.

With the delicious impact of her cunt sloshing down tightly around his prick and her pelvis grinding down hard on his, Bill grabbed her around the shoulders.

Sherry writhed as she felt his cock churning wildly around inside her. He drew back his haunches and slammed up into her again and again. Her hard nipples bit into his chest and the softness of her pussy-fur mashed firmly into his pubic hair. Fluids ran down the shaft of his prick as he struggled and squirmed to ream deeper up into her tight, warm pussy. Her arms were clasped tightly around the middle of his back.

She hunched her muscular thighs into him once, then again, and then again, reaming his cock deep into her and bumping it into the mouth of her womb. She screamed in ecstasy and opened her thighs wide.

Slowly but surely, they started slipping off the seat. They hung there upside down with the blood running to their heads. Bill pushed himself upward six inches toward her feet and then let himself fall back up tight into her cunt with a delightful sucking sound. Again and again he did that lift-and-drop that pounded her swaying cunt unmercifully.

The way her pussy was beginning to clench and the way she threw her hard nipples into his chest, squirming and twitching her pelvis, he knew that he was driving her over the edge. The thumping jolts in his pulsating cock told him that he would soon unload his cum up her spasming hole.

"Fuck! Fuuuuuuck!" he bellowed into the night air.

He began to come. As he came, Sherry threw her legs around his waist. The movement of her legs flipped them suddenly from a heads-down to a heads-up position.

Just as a load of cum squirted deep into her cunt, he moved slickly between her sweaty thighs to land on his back in the center of the seat. He continued to come as a hot mouth closed down over his cock and sucked up everything. Soft, caressing hands tickled his writhing, orgasming body and wet kisses closed over his navel, nipples and mouth. He spasmed over and over and over, coming and coming until his prick became limp as a dishrag.