Walter Forrest - Maisie_s anal desire

"Ungh," she grunted, "oh wow! Jon must be dreaming he's fucking some girl to give it to me that good."

His new activity raised her temperature and she felt the juices start to flow in her genitals and rectum. Suddenly she was all warm and wet throughout the entire area of her crotch. She returned his thrusting motion and set up a rhythm. It was wonderful for her. She had a penis inside her just where she wanted it, yet she was the one who maintained control. Young Jon was at once excited and awed by the older girl. The pleasure he felt was so new and intense that he wanted more and more of it, yet his shyness about doing such a thing with a girl so much older than he was didn't leave him. He lay on his side behind her and moved as much as he dared, taking every cue from her motions in front of him.

Maisie took her hand away from his penis and placed it on her own breast. He was now sinking his organ so deeply into her that there was no room for her fingers to grasp it. And the hot junction of their parts was so stimulating to her that her breasts needed some attention in their own right. She fit her left hand around a bulging nipple and slipped her right hand between the now swollen lips of her red, damp vulva.

Jon was so excited she knew he couldn't last long so she let herself go and abandoned her aroused rectum to gyrate as much as it wanted. She churned her buttocks back and forth on the sheet and worked herself into a frenzy before Jon ejaculated. When it came spurting into her hungry channel she had an enormously satisfying climax.

He backed up from her and lay breathing rapidly for several minutes. Soon she cooled down and started to relax into a pleasant sleep. Then she felt the touch of his hard flesh gingerly poking about, seeking the gateway to her rectum again. She was amazed and delighted. She had forgotten how young he was, and how quickly a boy of his age could attain a second erection.

She greedily opened her thighs and crammed her moist buttocks around the shaft of his organ for a second time. When he saw how much the older girl welcomed his new advance Jon started moving his pelvis against her once more. The thick, bullet-shaped end of his penis spread her anus open and rushed inside the warm cave of her rectum with terrific gusto. He seemed so consumed by passion that he no longer even cared whether she minded or not.

She didn't, of course. Hardly. She rocked her firm thighs back and forth sideways on the sheet 'til she was meeting every one of his adolescent thrusts with the wet, open mouth of her hungry anus. She could feel his legs trembling against the back of her thighs from the excitement of what he was doing to her.

Neither she nor Jon said a word. All their energy was being used up in their spirited pelvic contact. She felt the sweat rolling down his stomach and upper thighs as he banged into her like a toy cannon. He was giving her all the sex she needed right between the legs now, and she didn't even feel any desire to masturbate herself in front as she often did. She hugged her arms around herself and squeezed her generous breasts tightly against the smooth skin of her arms and her wrists.

The wet flow from her genitals and anus ran down her skin and onto the bed and still she ground away. Every delicious movement of the boy's swollen penis brought her closer and closer to the release she craved. She bit down on her forearm to keep from scaring Jon to death with her yell, then melted under the power of a sweet, hot orgasm that wracked her body and left her breathless. He fell away from her as before as soon as he climaxed, and lay quietly on his side 'til his breathing rate subsided.

Maisie listened to him and within ten minutes his breaths had become regular and deep. He had gone to sleep.

It wasn't long afterwards when she herself drifted off to a restful slumber. But long before morning – some time deep in the night or early morning – the precocious youngster again rubbed up against her backside. She didn't awaken at first. The tables were turned on her. Before she was completely conscious, Jon slipped his penis into her rear and she woke up to the sensation of its energetic motion deep inside her! It was apparently her turn to mix sleep and sex. But with her it was quite real. When she realized what was happening to her she swooned from the pleasure of it and allowed him to work away on her.

Jeez, she thought to herself, the little devil's at it again. Kids his age might not have much opportunity, but when they get the chance they can fuck like crazy.

Jon was even more sure of himself this time because he knew Maisie was asleep – at least when he started in on her. What he didn't know was that she was enjoying it so much she had no intention whatsoever of making him stop. After several minutes he grunted and shot off inside her. By that time she was not only awake, but her rectum was crying for the feel of his hot spunk. She rocked forward as it hit the tender walls of the moist channel and exploded into her third orgasm of the night. Only then did the two fall asleep and remain so until morning.

The first thing Maisie heard was Kitty's excited voice telling her to get up and get into her clothes as soon as possible. Jon's parents were coming home that morning much earlier than expected and were due any minute. She had to leave the apartment fast. It would hardly do for them to find their thirteen-year-old son in bed with a strange girl six years his senior. Jon lay perfectly quiet during the whole episode and was still pretending to be asleep when Maisie dashed out the door and into her car.

"But Kitty," she was yelling, "I have to tell you what happened. I have to tell you how groovy it was and…"

"Great. Glad you dug it. But not now, Maisie. His parents are going to walk in that door any minute!" she screamed.

She ran out Kitty's front door still waving good-bye and looking back over her shoulder. She wheeled around a corner in the lobby and – smack! – piled headlong into a middle-aged couple. She looked up from flat on her behind and blinked her eyes – the man had to be Jon, Sr. If Jon had been a Jr., that is. In any case, the man she had barged into had the face of a fifty-year-old Jon. These must be the boy's parents, it dawned on her!

Then she noticed that he was staring at her as hard as she was staring at him. Not at her face, though. Up her skirt. She looked down at herself and found that her short skirt was up well above her buttocks, giving the old lecher a full view of her panty-covered crotch. She angrily jerked the hem down but he still gazed at the long, mesh-encased lengths of her legs. The skirt would only go down so far and no farther.

But the interlude didn't last long.

"De-e-e-a-r," intoned his wife acidly, "you can get up now."

That brought him back to earth fast. He leaped to his feet and apologized profusely to Maisie even though it was quite obviously her fault the accident had occurred. He started to extend a hand to her to assist her, but again his wife cut in.

"Brush yourself off, Henry," she told him in a commanding tone. "I'm sure the young lady can manage to get up by herself."

Maisie flushed red. The woman's meaning was clear. Any girl who was attractive enough for keeping her husband's attention was obviously not a very ladylike female.

Maisie rose and tripped away to her car as the couple continued on. Any doubt she had that they were Jon's parents was removed when she slid under the wheel and heard the woman's raucous voice coming out the bedroom window of Kitty's apartment.

"Kitty," she was yelling, "did you let Jon stay up and watch TV all night? Look how tired and listless he looks. Jon, I've told you a thousand times…"

The woman's voice trailed away in the distance as Maisie pulled away from the curb and headed for home. She giggled to herself. What would the loudmouthed old bag do, she wondered, if she knew the real reason for her darling little boy's appearance? That it was caused by the same thing that made her husband gawk and dawdle on the way to the place? She smiled to herself. What the old bastard wouldn't do to get just a little bit of the kind of attention she'd been giving his still-wet-behind-the-ears son all night!