Ron Evans - Naughty young widow

Babs rocked from side to side, shifting her weight from one knee to the other, squealing and blubbering happily as Pat's huge prick shaft drove in and out of her tiny young ass tube. Her girlish giggles and panting groans grew louder and louder as he began stroking faster and faster into her hot, buttery ass channel. She was completely out of control now, horny beyond belief, overwhelmed by the excitement of being ass-fucked.

She tightened the mouth of her ass around his thrusting cock rod, sucking hungrily on his meaty prick. Whatever discomfort she'd felt at first was gone now, lost in the sluttish ecstasy of being ass-fucked. Pat's rock-hard cock meat was round and swollen with excitement as it gouged into her. She expected it to erupt any second now and shoot her bowels full of hot, bubbling cum.

Pat fucked his cock shaft in and out of her with mindless pleasure, wanting this wonderful sensation to go on forever. His bloated prick staff felt wonderful sawing through the snug walls of her ass.

The feel of his big cock head fucking deeply into her asshole thrilled Babs as few things ever had. The size of his dock still stretched the tender walls of her asshole painfully and it still burned as it frictioned back and forth, but all that was lost in the wonderfully erotic joys she felt. She was gurgling wantonly and her pussy was leaking a steady stream of cunt cream.

"Uuggg, fuck me, all over!" she babbled. "Oohhh, you big wonderful fucker! Cum in me, lover! Squirt your jizz up my ass!" Her shuddering tremors increased. "Aahhh! I'm gonna cum, I'm fuckin' gonna cum! Ohh, lover! Cum with me, lover! Fill me up while I'm cummin'! Aaahhhhhhhh!"

Pat slammed his crotch against her squirmy ass cheeks, burying his throbbing cock shaft to the hilt up her tight ass. A second later they both felt his thick, gooey jism splashing into her ass. Squealing madly, Babs reached back between her trembling thighs and toyed with her horny little clit.

"Aahhh, Christ Almighty!" Pat groaned.

Yowling and whimpering in fuck-lust, Babs tightened the walls of her ass tunnel around his spurting cock, squirming her ass cheeks back into his hairy crotch as her orgasm roared through her as his meaty cock head spewed wad after wad of cum deep into her bowels.

After that they dozed off for a while, then took a long, cozy shower together. Babs flied to get something going, but Pat was, too exhausted after his last three cums. Besides, he had a new lighting setup to work out at the club and had to leave. Babs gave him a long, warm good-bye kiss outside his apartment door and watched as he hurried off.

She suddenly felt hungry and remembered that she'd skipped lunch. It was too late in the afternoon by now for lunch anyway, and it was still too early for tuner. Besides, she didn't much feel like eating alone. She still had Cal Harmon's phone number in the pocket of her shorts. Maybe she'd give him a call and get a dinner invitation.

Then, while waiting for the elevator to take let to her floor, she thought of Sharon Donahue. The more she thought of Sharon, the less she thought of Cal Harmon. By the time the elevator had arrived, she had made up her mind. Stepping inside, she punched the button for Sharon's floor.

Sharon Donahue was a luscious little nineteen-year-old, redhead who had moved into the building two months before. She had a job, her first since graduating high school, as secretary in a law office downtown. Babs had met her in the elevator and one thing had led to another, until now they were close friends.

Sharon Donahue was one of the few girls Babs had met who was as hot sued as herself. They'd double-dated several times and had always ended up trying out the other's date. Maybe, if Sharon could find a stud for herself, she and Babs could double date with Cal tonight. Or maybe. Cal had a friend. Or, she told herself with a smirk, maybe Cal thought was man enough to try the both of us on for size by himself.

She knocked on Sharon's door several times. Finally, she heard, "Who is it?"

"It's me," Babs said. "Eleanor Roosevelt."

"C'mon in, Ellie. It's not locked."

Stepping inside, Babs closed the door behind her and leaned back against it. She smiled warmly when she saw her friend sprawled wantonly across the sofa, naked, with an inch and a half of thick vibrator sticking out of her cute little pussy slot.

"You keep that up and you'll go blind," Babs chuckled.

Squinting in the general direction of her voice, Sharon said, "I'm not worried."

Laughing, Babs moved over and sat down on one end of the sofa. She didn't say or do anything for a long moment, content to just sit there and fill her eyes with the delicious beauty of her red-headed friend. Firm titties with pink, suckable tips, a slim, flat-tummied waist, flaring ass cheek, long, curvy legs and, best of all, a tight little cunt slit nestled snugly between her shapely thighs. Sharon's muff was the same flaming red as the hair on her head. At the moment, the right curls were matted and juicy with sparkling cunt juice. Babs could hear the soft hum of the vibrator.

Sharon squirmed her ass cheeks around on the sofa cushion, half from the wonderful sensations from the purring vibrator and half from the wicked glint in Babs' eyes and the lusty curve of her smile. She raised her knees, planting her bare feet against the edge of the sofa and spreading her creamy thighs wide apart to give Babs a clear view of her furry cunt mound.

"You know," she said, "I've called you three times. Where were you, hon?"

"I went over to the shopping mall this morning and then dropped in on Pat Gillman. If I'd known how horny you were, I'd've invited you along."

Sharon giggled. "You keep saying that, but I think you're trying to save this Pat Gillman for yourself!"

Babs giggled back and said, "Well, I will admit he's worth saving!"

She was watching closely as Sharon's finger tips moved the thick plastic vibrator around and around inside the narrow channel of her pussy. Just watching was making her feel turned on. So far today she'd fucked and sucked with Cal in his parked car at the shopping mall, then sucked Pat off twice and been ass fucked by him, and here she was, horny as hell just from watching another girl fuck herself with a vibrator!

She slid closer to Sharon and bent down and kissed her on the mouth. Sharon moaned deep in her throat and parted her lips. Until she'd met Babs, Sharon had never made it with another girl. She'd fucked and sucked her way through high school and had thought herself very, very grown-up. The first time Babs had made a pass at her, she'd been a little shocked. But that sense of shock had quickly passed, flesh, Babs had taught her, was flesh. Male flesh, female flesh, it didn't matter that much.

There was just as much delight in sucking a pussy as in sucking a prick. And when the pussy belonged to someone like Babs Foster, someone with whom you had a genuine affection as well as a passion, then the relationship could be romantic as well as physical.

So, when Babs kissed her, Sharon moaned deep in her throat and opened her lips. Babs pushed her tongue deep into Sharon's mouth, lapping deftly against hers. The redhead sucked on it hungrily.

Then Babs began using her hands, stroking and caressing Sharon's lovely young body, lightly brushing over the moist flesh. She ran just the tips of her fingers down into the deep, silky cleavage between the redhead's big, bouncy tit mounds, then moved off to either side to cup and knead the firm, rubbery globes. Sharon's swollen nipples tingled against the palms of her hands. Babs dropped one hand down onto Sharon's shivering tummy, tickling the deep little belly button for a moment before moving lower to the spread thighs. She caressed the smooth skin of her friend's inner thighs, feeling it quiver slightly under her stroking fingertips.