John Coles: Young And Willing

"What are we gonna do?"

"I'll show you. Now, you sit here at the foot of the bed and stretch your legs out… that's it, just rest your back against the footboard."

When she had him positioned, Sally crawled up onto the bed and sat facing him, with her thighs over his, so that her cunt was less than six inches away from his cock. Then she lay back and used her hands to spread the lips of her pussy wide open. She knew that he could look right up her cunt now and see the gooey pink meat inside.

"Now," she gasped, "go ahead and play with yourself until you shoot."

"No."

"What?"

"I got a better idea. You bring yourself off and I'll beat my meat. That way we can watch each other come."

Just the idea of it aroused Sally to wild heights of passion. The boy's innocence, combined with the beauty of his youthful cock, made her readily agree.

"All right," she gasped. "We'll do it that way."

"Start with your tits," he said, gripping his cock and slowly starting the movement of masturbation.

Sally cupped the bottoms of her heavy globes and squeezed them into conical peaks. She rolled them around and around on her chest, rubbing her thumbs across the nipples and tickling them with her nails until they were hard and erect.

Timmy kept running his hand up and down his cock as his eyes darted from the magnificent shape of her tits to the pink, flowing gash of her pussy. "Does it feel good?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered, her eyes looking at him stroking his dick. "Yes, baby, it feels good to play with my tits."

"Spread your legs wider so I can see more of the inside of your pussy."

Sally spread her legs wide apart. The lips of her cunt opened wide and she watched the boy's reaction. His mouth opened slightly and his tongue flicked across his lips.

"Play with it, Sally. Play with your pussy," he instructed, his voice squeaky.

She put her hand between her thighs and stroked the thick growth of cunt hair. Her fingers outlined the lips and stroked up and down the length of the clit. Clear, sticky juice began to ooze from the hole, and she massaged it all over the lips with her fingers. She stuck her finger in and stirred round and round, making a squishy sound. She heard Timmy sigh and settle back against the footboard. She let her finger play on her clit and massage it until it was hard and throbbing. She moaned softly and wiggled under the motions of her finger.

"Tell me how it feels," Timmy moaned.

"Ummm, it feels good," she sighed. "It's getting all hot and sticky… and… now I'm adding… another… finger… mmmmmm!"

She pushed the two fingers rapidly in and out of her dripping cunt. He watched the gaping hole close and squeeze around her fingers. "Ohhhh, Timmy, I… I'm about ready to come," she cried. "It's getting better and better. So hot, ohhhh, so hot!"

She thought of Brad and wished he were there, pushing his hard cock in and out of her cunt until she exploded. She pushed her fingers faster in circular motions and in and out. Juice dripped until her pubic hair was wet and it ran down her thighs. The slurpy sounds of her finger-fucking and the boy's heavy panting filled the room.

"Ohhhh, Timmy… I'm cominggggg!" she suddenly shrieked.

The boy leaned forward, his eyes intent on her pussy. His hand became a blur on his cock as he watched her cunt swallow her hand time and time again. "Wow," he gasped as he saw her body writhe in volcanic fits of self-induced passion.

"God, it's good, huh?… it must be really good!" he panted.

Sally lay back on the bed and drew her legs up and stroked faster, her head thrashing from side to side.

"Aaaaah, aaahhhh! Yes, it's sooo good!" Her hips bounced, pushing her cunt up to meet the thrusts of her fingers. Her orgasm broke, making her body shudder with pleasure. She moaned and writhed wildly as she carne, her fingers probing arid pushing in the slick hole.

Slowly, slowly, her climax ended and she lay still, panting and sighing.

"Did you come, too, Timmy?" she finally breathed, knowing full well he had. Clear fluid was all over her belly and thighs as well as soaking his hand where it still continued to pound up and down on his cock.

"I… I shot once," the boy cried, "but it's still hard… it still hurts!"

Sally was amazed. The boy had gushed and gushed his youthful sperm and yet his cock looked harder than ever. Her mind darted back to the previous night's thoughts when she had been sucking Brad, trying to get him hard enough to enter her after he had come. She had told herself then, "What I need is a good, hard youthful cock that can fuck me good and come, and come, and fuck some more!"

But no, she thought, not this boy.

She reached out and replaced his hand on the rigid young prick with her own. "Here, baby, let me do it for you."

"No," he squeaked. "I don't want to shoot like that again!"

"I can make you come this way, honey."

"No, I want to put it in your pussy!"

"I told you, Timmy… we can't."

"I wanna fuck your pussy."

"NO!"

"Let me," he cried. "Let me, or I'll tell what we've already done." Chapter 3 Sally thought fast as she continued to jerk his cock. It was beautiful in her hand and she secretly would like to have its youthful power stuffed up her creaming pussy. But the fact of his age, and her friendship with his mother, stopped her from even going that far.

"Well?" the boy said.

"Have you ever fucked a girl before, Timmy?"

He frowned. "Just one."

"Did you fuck her a lot?"

"Yeah. I fuck her whenever I get the chance."

"But you've never fucked a woman before… I mean, a woman with big tits, like mine, and hair all over her pussy!"

"N… no," he stammered, his face getting red. "But I almost did, once."

"Tell me about the girl you fucked."

"NO!"

Sally was surprised at how adamant he was. "All right, baby… then tell me about the girl you almost fucked." She figured that talking about sex, coupled with her jacking off his cock, would make him come at least once more and give her a reprieve from fucking him. "If I do, will you let me fuck you then?"

"We'll see," Sally said, using her other hand to play with his balls. "Tell me!"

"Well, okay. See, there was this baby sitter my sister had. Her name was Mary. She was about sixteen, and she had real big tits… like yours. One night she let me play with 'em a little. Then she even let me take her bra off. Before I even realized it, she pulled my head down to her tits and told me to suck on 'em!"

"That must have felt good," Sally said. "Go on, baby."

"God, it was neat. Her tits just seemed to come alive in my hands. They were warm and soft when I buried my face between 'em."

"Then what happened?" Sally asked, slowly increasing the pressure and the speed of her hand on his throbbing cock.

"Well, all the time I was playing with her tits, I was thinking about her pussy. I let my hand drop into her lap and she left it there. In fact, she seemed to work her pussy up into my hand right through the skirt. Oh God, not so fast, Sally, I'm gonna come again!"

"Go on, baby, go on. Tell me what happened then!"

"I… I worked my hand under her skirt until I could feel her soft pussy through her panties. She spread her legs apart and so I went right under the panties. That's when I discovered she had hair on her pussy. I damn near shot in my pants right then!

"I'd been thinking for a long time what a pussy with hair around it must feel like, but it was even better than I had imagined. It was warm and wet and when I worked my fingers against the slit, her cunt seemed to close right around it! That was so exciting that I came right then… my prick was still inside my shorts and pants!"

"What happened then, darling?" Sally whispered, pumping her hand harder and faster on the boy's prick.