N Van Heller: A panty compulsion

Hypnotically, her hands slid up between the sensual whiteness of her inner thighs, and slowly, carefully, she began to caress the tingling flesh of her naked legs, her fingers moving up and down against the warmth of her wide-splayed legs like soft tickling feathers. Inch by inch they slithered up toward the glimmering whiteness of her panties, toward the little golden strands of pubic hair that curled invitingly out from the elastic crotch-band which held them captive. The lust-moisture from her throbbing young cunt began to seep faster and faster into the tightly clinging web of silk until she could actually feel a thin stream running down her vaginal furrow and into her quivering anal crevice.

By now the young boys had reached the natural protection of a rock outcropping only twenty feet away from the sensually reclining woman. Their virilely hardened cocks pounded inside their pants as they stared in lewd amazement at the crazy things the half-naked young woman was doing to herself. Suddenly they heard a low moan of lascivious excitement break from her lust-contorted lips as her hand dropped to her vaginal mound.

"She's… she's gonna beat her meat!" Jimmy gasped.

"Jesus… I can't believe it!"

The whole scene was like something out of an obscene wet dream… the lushly ripened older woman spread-eagled on the grass, her full naked breasts rising from her panting chest, her long shapely legs bent up toward her chest and spread wide, wide apart. Their mouths hung agape as they took it all in, as they watched her hand begin to circle lightly around the soft-looking mound of her panty-covered cunt.

Sally's fingers caressed the soft sicken garment lightly, and she felt surge after surge of forbidden excitement shoot through her like sudden jolts of electricity as images of the blonde bare-chested boy whirled crazily around in her passion-crazed mind. God, how desperately she had wanted to do this…

Her hips began a series of slow up and down undulations in an even hypnotic rhythm as the stroking fingers of her hand danced over the rapidly moistening silken crotch-band of her panties.

Tom Wilson could barely keep his painfully throbbing cock inside his pants as he peered over the rocks at the incredible sight. Jim, crouched by his side, breathed hotly against his neck.

Suddenly the blonde woman's fingers slipped beneath the resilient elastic crotch-band and pulled it aside, revealing the blonde, hair-covered mound of her wetly glistening pussy.

"Jeeesus," Jimmy breathed. "Just look at that cunt!"

… Meanwhile the movie camera hidden in the distant pines whirred on and on recording every second of the woman's progress toward orgasm. Nestor Burns could hardly believe what he was seeing through the lens. In fact, it was so incredible he was going to get an even closer look no matter what the risk. With the camera still rolling, he crawled forward from under his camouflage, slithering quietly inch by inch into the field the young thrill-seeking kids had just vacated. As he snaked forward the writhing figure of the hot little blonde came into better and better focus. He could even see the extended middle finger of her left hand poised above the nakedly exposed slit of her pussy…

Slowly, carefully, her finger descended toward the wetly glistening little cuntal opening. Her eagerly trembling body was motionless until her finger tip made a sudden delicious contact with her hotly pulsating cuntal furrow. For a long second she quivered like a bow-string, then she could stand it no longer! Slowly she pushed inward into the warm wet flesh of her vaginal lips.

"Aaaaaagh," she gasped in sudden relief.

"Jesus!" the tall blond boy whispered. His youthful cock was rock-hard and pounding inside his pants and a light sweat broke out on his forehead. God, even though he could see it, he still did not believe it! She was going to finger-fuck herself in broad daylight! He watched excitedly as her gyrating hips ground up and down like a machine against her outstretched finger, causing the bulging mound of her pussy to look like it was going to swallow her whole hand…

Tiny tingling sensations streamed through Sally's shamelessly aroused body as her fingers groped for her passion-dampened cuntal slit. Jerking the tight elastic leg-band of her bikini panties farther aside with one hand, she slid the relentlessly probing extended middle finger of her other hand even deeper up into the tight wetness of her splayed out cuntal slit. She used her other fingers to part the soft wet curls of sparse pubic hair framing the small pink opening.

A low moan breaking from her lust-contorted lips, she thrust her extended middle finger all the way up to the hilt into the slippery warmth.

"Goddamn! Oh, God… damn!" Jimmy panted, barely able to control himself.

The young wife's eyes remained clenched tightly shut as her extended middle finger began slowly fucking in and out of her hotly absorbing cunt. But still her ears were open and she reveled in the excited whispers of the aroused young boys. The very thought of them watching while she fingered herself drove her into a wild state of narcissistic lust. Her trembling legs suddenly kicked out, her heels digging fiercely into the grass beneath, as though to brace herself.

Jimmy's eyes bulged out like watermelons from his chubby face, his stiffened young penis jerking wildly inside his pants. God, how he wanted to jump on top of her and cum all over her silky white panties! His hands were sweating profusely with crazy excitement. God, it was like something out of the dirty picture books they passed around in school…

Sally could feel the fires of lust hotly scorching her passion-inflamed body now. Her full red lips bared back over her teeth and her hips undulated almost violently as she arched up her back so that her hotly palpitating pussy lips could devour even more of her extended middle finger. Any minute she was going to cum! She could feel every tautly tensing muscle in her contorting body straining toward the nerve-shattering climax that would finally release her from the lewd racing tension.

With her free hand she grasped the silken crotch-band of her lust-drenched panties, caressing and squeezing it as the extended middle finger of her other hand sawed wantonly in and out of her tight little cunt. Her voluptuously swaying breasts rose and fell as heavy gasps and moans gunned from her lips. Her head began to thrash from side to side, the long golden locks of her flailing hair from shoulder to shoulder. The veins in her neck stood out like velvet-covered steel tendons as her convulsing body strained and writhed insanely.

As she gasped and moaned in wild feverish abandon, the hand between her legs harshly twisted and turned, her bobbing fingers sucking and sluicing against the thick warm fluid up inside her cunt. God, if only she could reach her fist all the way up inside her quaking belly! While her hips lewdly bobbed and jerked and her flexing buttocks slapped against the grass beneath, she inserted a second extended finger deep up into her hungrily grasping vagina. The two stiffly probing fingers went deep, deep up into her pulsing young cunt and she could feel the extra width bringing her double pleasure. Gasping and moaning desperately, she twisted and writhed on the ground. Oh God, she could feel her orgasm coming… How she could feel it!!

Nestor Burns, who had returned to his camera, carefully adjusted the zoom lens to home in on the salacious spectacle on the other side. God, that Baxter bitch was a hot piece of ass, he swore to himself.

As though to confirm the detective's thoughts, a long frenzied moan of sheer ecstasy rumbled from Sally's straining throat as her whole twisting body worked toward orgasm. Suddenly her legs twitched up and out, kicking spasmodically. Her pelvis jerked lewdly upward as her feet thudded hard to the ground again.