Ken Preston - Willing teacher

"The sleeping bags in the back look like they're both double-size," she said to Rod. "Doesn't Freddie have a girl he could have asked along?"

Rod smiled – but shook his head. "Bit young yet, Ann. He'll start dating around soon enough. Right, Son?"

Freddie nodded quickly, turning even brighter red. His thick cock jumped under her fingers. It was very wide, like his dad's. And it got very, very wet! Under the cover of her jacket, her fingers slid his tight foreskin back and swirled over his slippery cocktip.

Ann felt her clit burning. She squirmed on the hard truck seat, squeezing the boy's pulsating cock and rubbing her thumbnail over his slick cockhead.

Rod turned off the highway and the truck bounced over a narrow, rutted road leading to the beach. Under the cover of the motion of the truck, Ann pulled Fred's rod completely free of his shorts and gave it a few quick hard strokes. If the springs hadn't been squeaking so loudly, Rod would have heard his son's low groan of agonized delight at being played with so hotly.

The truck jounced to a halt among the rolling dunes of the broad beach. Freddie leaped from the cab and raced up one of the low hills and disappeared over the top, holding his cock.

"Guess he has to pee pretty bad," Rod laughed. "Good thing it's dusk and there are no people close by."

He busied himself building a campfire while Ann spread the bags out on the truck, bed. She was so hot to fuck, she wished the sun would set and that dinner was over.

Rod was pleasant, but he seemed tired. Freddie didn't say a word all evening, but she noticed his face was still red with more than the heat of the fire. He sat facing her while they ate, and Ann could have sworn he deliberately and boldly hiked up his shorts so that his short thick cock hung out.

"Sack time," Rod finally announced.

They climbed into the truck bed and slid, fully clothed, into the downy bags. Ann snuggled close to Rod and eagerly tugged his zipper down. She pulled his heavy cock out and kissed him on the mouth while her fingers jacked him into a slow erection.

She looked over at Freddie staring at the bag moving up and down as she played with his father's stiff cock. "Night, Fred," she smiled. He mumbled something and closed one eye, but she could see his hands were busy pulling on his cock.

After a few minutes, Ann cheerfully lied to Rod.

"He's asleep. Let's strip naked and fuck on the top of the bags… in the moonlight. It's still warm, and there's no one around."

She unzipped their bag all the way down and almost tore the buttons off her slacks in her impatience to mount Rod's hard cock. In another minute, she was biting her lips to keep from moaning too loudly while she squatted over Rod and watched his long tool glistening silver with her moonlit pussy juice while she bounced frantically up and down on him. To her surprise, he came so quickly she had no time to get herself off even once. To her greater surprise, he pulled her down beside him and rolled them both onto their sides, facing Freddie.

"Wake me later, sweet," he mumbled. "Gotta get some shut-eye before we do it again. I'm bushed."

In a few moments he was snoring, and Ann lay wide awake and hot as a fox, bare-ass naked on top of the bag and looking at Freddie staring at her silvery bush of cunthair. He, too, was naked as the day he was born. And his young cock was as stiff as his father's was limp, tucked between Ann's thighs.

She knew she was going to fuck this young kid, come hell or high water – or sand in her cunt.

Ann rolled partly on top of Rod's sleeping body and spread her legs wide so Freddie could see her rubbing his dad's cock against her wet, open cunt. He scooted around and leaned over, his face just inches from her parted cuntlips. He kept stroking his own hard cock, inching closer and closer between her widespread legs, watching intently as she teased his father's long prick up and down between her cuntlips, spreading them and bending the halfhard cock so she could push it in and out of her pussy hole.

"You like to watch me do that, don't you, Freddie?" she whispered. "When your dad thinks you're old enough, he'll let you have a girl. And then you can rub your cock against her cunt this way, too."

His flushed face was so close to her pussy, his mouth almost touched it. Rod was sound asleep, but his dick was still stiff enough for Ann to tease the boy unmercifully, moving the thick shaft in and out of her cunthole, right under the boy's eyes. She shoved Rod's cock all the way inside her and reached out to brush her hand over the boy's hot chock.

"Would you like to kiss me down there?" she hissed, lifting her pussy toward his open mouth.

Ann knew damn well she was playing with fire. Her clit was screaming with hot tension. She wanted to feel his young mouth on her pussy. She wanted to see his tongue slide out and lick his first hot cunt. She felt like there was an iron band around her chest, constricting her hot breathing.

"Do it, Fred. Lick my pussy. You know you want to." Her nipples burned into her massaging palms as she rubbed her full tits, twin mounds of silver woman-flesh in the bright moonlight.

"I-I'm afraid," he mumbled. "What if my daddy wakes up?"

"He's sound asleep," Ann encouraged him. "Go ahead. Kiss it."

She could feel his warm breath on her exposed clit. Her hand slipped around the back of his neck. Her hips rose even higher.

"Taste it, Fred. It's good! You'll love it. Stick your tongue way out. Yes, yes, yes… that's the way."

A horny surge of current zapped up Ann's spine. She shook like a leaf when she felt his tonguetip graze her clit. Her cunt promptly closed like a vise around the cock inside it. Rod stirred and mumbled, his cock growing fuller and harder.

"Aaaaaahhhh!" Ann sighed. "That's wonderful Fred. You do it just right. Lick it. Lick it harder. Ohhh! Suck on it!"

She couldn't keep her hips still. His mouth drove her frantic. She felt the kid's fingers brush through her hair and press down on her pouting cunt. His tongue was licking frantically up and down, up and down. She was getting fucked with a thick hard cock, while the boy was licking her flaming clit. And he was damn good!

He couldn't be just a beginner. Ann began to wonder if maybe Madge had educated him, but kept mum about it. But she didn't care where he learned how to lick and suck the way he did. Her climax was coming so fast, she bit her lips to keep from screaming her joy.

Rod suddenly coughed in his sleep, making his cock jump inside Ann's creaming pussy. It was top damn much to handle. She slipped over the edge and began to shudder violently. She grabbed the boy's head, holding him tightly to the top of her pussy. She came and came, ever and over and over again!

Freddie broke, free and rolled away, his eyes wide and frightened.

"Wow!" he gasped. "So that's what happens when a woman comes! Gosh, it must hurt somethin' awful, the way you cry and holler."

"Mmmmmmm? What's happening?" Rod muttered.

Quick as a flash, Ann flipped over onto her stomach on him and shoved his cock back in. She motioned for Fred to duck back into his sleeping bag.

"You were fucking me in your sleep, Rod, darling," she whispered. "And it was wonderful. You made me come so hard, I woke you up."

He smiled and stretched sleepily. "Anytime, babe. Anytime. Tuck the covers around us. Guess my cock is awake, but the rest of me…" His voice trailed off. His eyes closed. His breathing became slow and regular.

Ann slipped off the truck and squatted in its shadow. She reached down to hold her tingling cuntlips open and peed a silver puddle on the sand. Then she stood and turned back to climb into the truck.

Freddie was standing right there, naked and holding his jerking cock with both hands. Ann pressed her finger against her lips, cautioning him to be quiet, and pushed him back to lean against the truck. She took his hand and put it between her legs.