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Chapter 4

Sue Bender knew full well that later that day, maybe in the early evening, she would have her ass plentifully supplied with hot cock. But after Jerry left to go on lifeguard duty she began to feel isolated at home in the house alone.

Besides, that, the night with her husband was still a long way off.

In n randy mood with a self-confessed horniness bearing heavy upon her emotions, she decided to spend what remained of the morning on the beach-in search of a healthy buttfuck. The startling realization that a big dick up her asshole could satisfy her fueled the fantasy that brought her down to the West Side shore line. She hit the walkway known to locals as "The Wall" in a better than cheerful mood.

She swung her ass lightly, but definitely, in front of an anxious and observant group of young surfers. Though she herself was no older than twenty-two, the young men who gorged themselves on the sight of her delectable ass were easily four and five years younger than Susan. They stood by their boards with their bronzed bodies and bulging muscles hollering and puckering up wolf-calls inthe youthful Mrs. Bender's honor.

"You're all talk and no bite," she hollered at them with a smile as she spread her towel out on a nice stretch of hot sand.

"Booo! Hiss!" jeered the young men.

But when Susan was so brash as to remove her bikini top and casually do a full turn-supposedly to adjust the position of her towel in order to be facing the sun's best angle-the jeers turned again to whistles and cat calls, hooting and howling. She lay down, bottom up, and his her naked tits.

She didn't have her eyes closed for than five minutes when one of the young surfers stood alongside her. "You're very pretty," said the slightly timid eighteen-year-old. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," said Susan. She pulled her head up just enough to let the young man know that her tits were still bare and available if he handled himself right.

"You know," he said, "ever since they passedthe ordinance against nude bathing this place hasn't been so much fun. But you've added something special."

"Thank you," said Susan. She sat up and face the ocean, her tits bobbing in the slight salt-air breeze. Out of the corner of her eye she investigated the trim body of the young tanned surfer. His muscles were well-developed and his hair bleached from constant exposure to the sun. He had a couple of intriguing scars on his left knee, probably, assumed Susan, from battles lost to the sea while surfing. She romanticized that the young man was probably one of the best surfers on the beach. "You know," she said, "I like a young man who is just a little forward with his feelings."

"Wow,"said the young man. "I wish we'd met a while ago, in that case."

"Well, we've met now: my name's Susan Bender."

"Nick." He extended his hand and Susan met it with her own. They shook warmly and looked at each other straight on for the first time. She fell for his cool blue eyes and he for her lovely dark hair and her firm exposed titties. "You know," he said, letting loose of her hand, "I have my van over there." He indicated a psychedelic van parked close to the edge of the beach. Swirls of red, blue and yellow met in a kind of strange calligraphy spelling out of his name; purple curtains shaded the window in the back of the van.

"I never saw inside one of those,' said Susan in a quite suggestive voice.

"No time like the present," Nick said. Susan followed the que and stood up. She followed him back to the van. His muscular calves and strong back were all the credentials Nick needed to prove to Susan that he was right for her.

Inside the van he pointed out that his x-old lady had made the curtains, that he'd stuffed and sewn the leather pillows himself, that he'd had to rip off the sleeping bag from a friend who never paid him back the money once loaned. "It's wild," said Susan. "I just adore it." She smiled and pressed her chest close to the surfer. "Do you adore me Nick?"

He took her in his arms and planted her mouth with his tongue. "Mmmm," she cooed. "You younger men do all sorts of funny things to me." She slid her hands down his back, along the small and into the rear portion of his trunks. She slid that same hand around his hips along the lean taut skin of his belly. From there she slid down into his crotch. Within seconds she'd found out his soft cock and had pulled his trunks down altogether. "It's big," she said, investigating his firming prick. "Nick," she said again, "it's big!"

"You like it,"he said, notreally asking,but observing.

"You bet I do," she smiled. She slid down between his legs and put the enarmoured object into her face. She slid the head of the joy rod between her lips and hummed.

The vibrations shot down Nick's rod and up into his groin. His balls shook with the anticipation of pleasure. He reached down and took her tits by the handful.

When she came up near his face her mouth was open and she shot her tongue down into his face. He sucked on her thick piece of mouth muscle and she kissed him along the sides of his neck and on his tanned muscular shoulders. She slid down along the muscular chest and landed in his crotch again. There she took his prick and rubbed it along her face and neck. When she was convinced that he was sufficiently hard, she stroked hi cock, directed him to her mouth. His penis dropped into her face without any difficulty at all. She held him with both hands at the base of his member. Soon his cock was stiff and slippery and her mouth moved easily, traveling the distance, from mushroom head to base. She could swallow practically all of the surfer's penis without even trying.

"Oh, wow, Susan!" he exclaimed, "Nobody ever gave me such good head before."

"Not even your old lady?" she asked.

"Especially not her," he admitted. "That's one reason we broke up. She didn't like to do a lot of things that I like to do."

"Like what?" said Susan as she stroked Nick's firm rod. She slid his dick along her soft cheek and draped her hair down onto his testicles. A tingling feeling crawled down around Nick's hot nuts and from there traveled up his spine. Chill crawled over his shoulders and if hadn't been as strong as he was, his body would have been shaking in anticipation.

"Well," he said, "she didn't like to give me head. If she blew be at all it was because I sort of nagged her. And she never let me fuck her-" He looked down at Susan who fondled with his dick. She wondered why he had stopped. If he was worried that he might offend Susan, he'd made a terrible mistake.

"She never let me fuck her? repeated Susan.

"In the ass, I mean," said Nick.

"Poor thing," said Susan. "Maybe she didn't know what she was missing."

"You like it in the ass?" asked Nick. He slid his hands down to Susan's necked shoulders. He ran just the tips of his fingers up along the side of her face and under her long dark hair. She looked up at him, "I don't mind it."

"You want to do that new?" asked Nick. "I'd kind of like to."

"I'd kind of like to, too," said Susan. She smiled and stood up. She turned around and said, "Would you undo me?"

Nick pulled open the bikini bottom. He slid his hands down to Susan's lovely bare ass. One palm rested easy on one creamy cheek, and the other slid softly in a gentle circle on the other.

"Ahhhh, that feels nice," said Susan in a breathy voice. She knew now that soon she'd have the thing she was looking for.

Nick slid one hand around her pelvic girdle. He landed his deeply tanned hand and fingers on the entrance to Susan's cunt. From there he went further, up along the crack and spread open her vaginal lips. She kept facing away from him, with her ass against his cock and balls. And he, for his part, kept one hand moving softly and in circles on her asscheek.

"you know how to turn me on, Nick," she said softly. "You really do." She reached back and played lightly with his goose bump covered testicles. He liked that and let her know by playing with her erect clit muscle. He could feel the juice trickling slowly down her vaginal entrance.

"This is going to be awfully nice, Nick," she said, feeling the need to keep the young surfer going strong. "Don't you think so?"

"I sure do," said Nick. He removed his hand from her ass, but he placed it neatly on one of her tight little titties. There he massaged the nipple to a new high.

"You do it just right, Nick," said Susan. She leaned her head back so that he could kiss her on the neck and shoulder. He did so feverishly and twisted her around him. He kissed her longingly, thinking only that soon he would have his cock lodged securely in her asshole. But while they embraced, Susan took advantage of the opportunity to wet down Nick's prick. She slid him along the entrance to her leaking twat. There his penis met up with a liquid channel the likes of which he'd never experienced. Susan's juice flowed steadily to the lips where she'd place the young surfer's cock. Now his shaft was covered with a thin slime from her succulent pussy.

"Soon," she moaned, "it's going to be a nice little fucking for the both of us, eh Nick?" She smiled and kissed him on the tits. She sucked one and then the other and then slid down to his belly. She kissed him all-round his navel. Her lips slid nicely here and there and soon she was back up around his mouth. She placed his dick against the wet lips around her cunt channel and slid her crack back and forth along the top of his shaft.

"Ooooooh," moaned the youngman, "you arereally terrific." The head of his cock slid nicely upthe beginning of her channel. He wanted to be good and wet before he attempted to buttfuck her. Soon his dick head was not only wet and slippery, but awfully hot. If he waited much longer, he wouldn't have a chance at landing his hot jism in her asshole. Rather, he'd be spraying come all over her belly and legs.

"Listen," he said, "I got to slow down a little."

"No you don't," said Susan. "You can come a couple of times, can't you?"

"Yeah, sure," said Nick. "I just didn't know if you had time."

She jerked his rod out of her twat and slid the slippery meat against her tender stomach. The head was so slippery and soft that Susan could hardly feel it throbbing against her. She rubbed the teenager's meat between her palms. His jism poured out and dripped along her navel, down above her crotch. He squirted on her belly probably two or three times before she discovered that he was coming. When she did find out, she pointed the firecracker rod at tits and face. One wad landed on her tits and another at her neck. She rubbed the shaft and the base all the tine that the penis jerked at her. And when Nick stopped coming, she leaned down to the softening prick and took it in her face. She slid her tongue up and around on the tip and held the boy from behind, bye the cheeks of his ass. His dick, instead of falling down limp, stiffened. She scraped his shaft with her tongue and said, "You have a nice big hardon all over again, now, Nick. You ready?"

"Oh, God, yes," he creamed. "Bend over."

She fell to her hands and knees. "No," said Nick. "Get up and just bend over."

"I never did it that way," she said.

"Just grab you ankles," said Nick. "I'll do the rest."

Susan leaned down and took hold of the lower portion of her shins. Nick leaned behind her and stuffed he primed rod into the small orifice. As if the sphincter in Susan's asshole had been waiting for the moment, the curled piece of muscle spread open, like the iris on a camera. She accepted his mighty and young cock into her bowels.

"Awk," she said softly, "It's big!"

"Just the way you like, eh?"

"It's nice." She tried to open up wider, but no matter, what she did the hole remained small. "I'm sorry," she apologized to the young man, "that I'm so small."

"I like it because it's tight," he said. He slid one foot down next to hers and kicked her ankle outwards. Her hams spread open wider and he repeated the measure with the other leg, too. She had her legs spread out like a ballerina trying to do splits. Then he put his hands on her asscheeks and jammed his cock in another two inches.

"Ugh," she cried. "It gets bigger as you go in. It feels like a big banana in there."

"Yeah," said Nick. "Eat my banana." He shoved his cock down into the channel.

The further he went in the harder he got. He drilled her so quickly that she had no idea where he was in her shit canyon. Her bowels felt as if they would soon spill out all over his young powerhouse rod. She jerked her hips from side to side in order to provide both him and herself with the maximum amount of pleasure.

"Ahhhhh," moaned Nick, "that's the way to do it right!"

She felt a surge of energy leap from her loins and define itself clearly in her pussy. Her clit was being rubbed, she discovered, by Nick's agile hands. She reached up with one hand of her own and held on tight to his arm. In the next instant combined tremendous pleasure of his cock in her asshole and his needling at her pussy resulted in a rolling and terrific orgasm. She let loose of his arm and reached for the floor. Her asshole opened like cracked walnut and Nick's cock lept into the gap.

"Ooooooh," she moaned. "That's it!"

"Fuck!" cried the surfer. His cock exploded for the second time in ten minutes.

The jism flooded the shithole market place and filled up Susan's colon like nothing ever hadbefore.Sherolledherhipsand undulations involuntarily rocked Nick's penis through orgasm.

When they were done, they both fell into a heap of flesh on the sleeping bag on the floor of the van. Breathless, tired and covered with juice, Nick said, "Now that's something my old lady really missed out on."

"My husband, too," said Susan.

"Your who?" asked the surprised surfer, "I must be hearing things. I would have swore you said your husband."

"That's what I said, my husband, Jack, he never fucked my up the asshole. Just like you old lady never wanted to fuck her up the asshole."

"They should have got together," said the surfer.

"Maybe," said Susan, thinking about what night happen that night with Jack.

"Maybe."