"Mother_s new lover" - читать интересную книгу автора (Laver Brian)

CHAPTER TWO

"Yeah, she was totally naked," Dave was saying to Phil. "Her tits were bouncing like basketballs. God, I'd love to get a hold of those knockers."

"So would I," Phil said. "I'd be satisfied to just see them."

Being caught peeking into the girls' locker room had made Dave and his buddies sort of heroes among their classmates. And Dave loved telling all his friends exactly what they'd seen.

Dave, Jim and Bob, the three convicted voyeurs, felt proud of themselves. But deep down they realized that what they had seen had just made them hungrier for what they really needed – to feel their cocks sinking into a cunt.

As Dave and Phil talked outside the cafeteria after lunch, Phil tried to imagine the sight Dave was describing. But his vision was interrupted.

"Here comes Mary now," Phil said.

Dave looked around. He hadn't seen Mary since she had stepped out of the shower naked. Now as she came toward them with her big tits hidden in her blouse, Dave felt as if the wind had been knocked out of him.

Although she was fully clothed as usual, Dave could still see her naked and dripping wet. It was almost too much to bear.

"Hi, Dave. Hi, Phil," Mary said as she stopped to chat.

"H-h-hi," Dave croaked.

"Hello," Phil said.

"Dave, are you going to Nancy's tonight?" Mary asked. "She said you might be there."

Dave was planning to go to Nancy's. But he didn't know that Mary would be there. Parties always provided an opportunity to grab a chick and do some necking.

"Y-yeah," Dave said.

He would have said more, but his throat was constricted. His mouth was dry and his cock throbbing. If he hadn't known what seeing this chick naked would do to him he might have passed up the chance.

"Well, I'll see you there," Mary said.

All Dave could do was make a strange face and nod. Mary walked away looking over her shoulder with a puzzled expression.

"Gee, I'm going to Nancy's too," Phil said. "Maybe I can get something from that chick. You really got me excited about her, Dave."

"Yeah, I feel the same way," Dave said.

"Well the next time you see her you'd better not get so tongue-tied. She probably thinks you're sick."

"God, all I could think of was how her tits looked," Dave said.

For the rest of the day Dave was in a nervous state of lust. He knew that if he played his cards right he could get Mary's tits into his hands. He might even be able to suck them. But if he didn't get somewhere with some chick, he was going to be hornier than ever.

That evening on the way to Nancy's, Dave was shaking in his shoes. He had made up his mind to try to get Mary's tits into his hands. And now that his mind was made up he would have to try.

On the way to the party, Dave ran into Bob, who was also on his way. They walked along together, talking about what they'd seen when peeking through the locker room window.

"I'm going to see if Mary'll neck with me," Dave said. "I just have to feel those tits of hers."

"I was thinking the same thing," said Bob. "But you go ahead. I'll try for Betty."

Dave remembered that Betty had been in the locker room too. He could still see her gorgeous body as she stood naked, drying herself.

By the time they got to Nancy's, Dave was shivering and as white as a ghost. But he was still determined to take a stab at Mary's tits.

After staying on the sidelines of the crowded party looking for Mary, Dave began to calm down. He thought she might not show up after all. Then he saw her. In an instant, his body tightened and sweat broke out on his brown.

But Dave was a determined guy. As soon as he spotted Mary he headed in her direction. Fighting his way through the crowd, he was oblivious to the tits and asses he bumped against on his way to her.

"Hi," he said when he finally reached the girl.

"Oh, hi," Mary said.

Dave was fighting to maintain control of himself. But it wasn't easy. Mary looked almost as good now as she had naked in the locker room. She was a short girl. Short and wide, with her tits protruding far out in front of her. Her hips were broad and her ass round. Dark eyes and hair added to her appeal.

Now that he'd said hello, Dave didn't know what to do. All he knew was that he had to grab those jugs that were inches away from his chest.

"I hear you got into trouble yesterday," she said. "Had to bring your mother to school, huh?"

Now Dave was in worse trouble. Just how much did she know? When he didn't say anything, Mary continued.

"I heard you were peeking in the girls' locker room after school," she said. "I was in there then. Did you see me?"

What was going on? Did she want him to admit he'd seen her so she could slug him? Dave wondered.

"Uh, well," he stammered.

"So you did see me," Mary said.

Dave grinned sheepishly. He couldn't understand why this girl was taking it so well.

"How did I look?" she asked still without a hint of anger.

"Terrific," Dave said with a sigh.

Dave wiped his wet forehead. This was it, he realized.

He reached for the girl's hand. When she didn't pull it away, the boy almost thought he would faint. Dave was getting more optimistic about his chances – a dangerous thing to do.

"Let's go somewhere less crowded," he said. Mary smiled at him and nodded. With a pounding heart, Dave led her toward the back of the house.

They slipped into an unoccupied bedroom. So far Mary hadn't said a word. Dave was so nervous he could have died. But the hope of feeling her tits kept him going. Who could tell? He might even get fucked.

When he closed the door there was just enough light to make out the girl standing beside him.

They embraced. Dave kissed Mary, slipping his tongue deeply into her mouth. He felt her huge tits press against his chest. The two pointy jugs seemed to send an electric current through him.

As they stood kissing, Dave began maneuvering toward the bed. He had slipped one hand down over Mary's firm ass. Though the heavy material of her jeans he could feel each firm cheek and the crack between.

He finally got the girl to sit at the edge of the bed. They continued reaming each other's mouths with their tongues. Dave had one hand on the girl's ass and the other on her side below one mammoth tit.

Then, ever so slowly, he brought his hand up until he felt the bottom of the tit where it began to flair outwards.

Dave froze. But when the girl didn't pull his hand away, he brought it higher. Then he had his fingers around the big knocker. The palm of his hand was pressing against it. He squeezed.

None of the chicks in his crowd wore bras, including Mary. All that separated his hand from her tit was the thin material of her jersey. And Dave could feel the living softness of her jug as his hand massaged and squeezed it.

"Dave, tell me what you thought when you saw me through the locker room window," Mary whispered.

"I thought you were beautiful," he said.

"What did you think about my body?"

"I thought I wanted to feel you, all over," Dave said breathlessly.

"I like the way you handle me," Mary said.

Dave's head was spinning with passion. He'd felt a few tits in his time, but none like this enormous one. And Mary's words were giving him courage.

He let go of her tit just long enough to pull the hem of her jersey out of her jeans. Then he slipped his hand under it and moved it over the swollen jug. Now, with her naked knocker in his grip, Dave was more excited than he'd ever been.

His cock was throbbing painfully in his pants. The pressure of simmering gism made his balls ache. He would give his life to fuck this chick. And he might get her a lot cheaper than that.

As his hands moved around in her jersey, he kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. He could feel her chest beginning to heave as she breathed harder.

If only he could get her as hot as he already was, he might have a chance, Dave thought.

"Was I the sexiest girl you saw in the locker room?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, by far," Dave said truthfully.

With that, he gently pushed Mary down on the bed. They lay side by side with their legs hanging over the edge.

Dave thrilled at the way Mary's tits slipped slightly to the sides as she lay down. But her tits still stood proudly, high on her chest. And Dave's hands kept roaming over them.

But it was time to unveil those treasures. Every time the boy took another step with her, he felt the tenor that she might stop him. But, still, he pressed on.

Lifting his face from the nape of her neck, Dave looked down at her chest. Then he began lifting her jersey. When he saw Mary arch her back so he could pull that garment up, he knew he was going to get a real treat.

Suddenly her tits lay bare, exposed to his eyes, hands, and mouth.

After staring for a few seconds, he dropped his face onto one of the snow-white mounds. He burrowed his mouth into that softness, looking for her nipple like a new-born kitten suckling for the first time.

"M-m-m-m-m," Mary moaned softly.

Dave felt her put her arms around his head as he sucked her stiff nipple into his mouth.

With his hands, he scooped up the tit-flesh that wouldn't fit into his mouth.

"Oh-h-h, Dave," Mary groaned. "That feels so-o-o-o nice."

Now it seemed that peeking through windows was kid stuff. This was the real thing. Dave was going wild. But there was a long road ahead before his dream would come true. Would Mary be as free with her cunt as she was being with her tits?

With her tits conquered, Dave had to continue the long march. Now that Mary was panting with lust, he thought the time had come.

He took a nipple between his teeth and fluttered his tongue over it. Mary hugged his head tightly. Then Dave moved a hand over her crotch and slipped it between her thighs.

He held his breath. But the girl didn't do anything about the fingers that were nuzzling between her denim-clad thighs just below her crotch. And although her cunt was still safely hidden, Dave could feel the moist heat radiating from it through her jeans.

Still doing his best to keep Mary's mind on her tits, he pressed his hand against the crotch of her jeans. Knowing his fingers were a fraction of an inch from her wet cunt made Dave bite down a bit too hard on her nipple.

"Ow-w-w," Mary cried softly. "Not so hard, Dave."

By now, Dave was too wild with lust to fool around. He moved his hand to the button that held Mary's jeans closed. Attacking the button with frenzied fingers, he had it opened before long.

Then he slid down the zipper. He'd never been so close to a pussy before.

In his eagerness he began acting clumsily. As soon as he felt the smooth skin of her belly under his fingertips, he began sliding them down toward her cunt.

He came to the elastic top of her panties. His fingers tucked themselves under it and kept moving. Then he was combing through the curls of her cunt.

"O-o-o-o, Dave," Mary whispered.

Dave was aware that she was moving in a sexy squirm under him. Her back arched again. Her legs spread.

Shoving his fingers deeper, he came to the crack. Now he was a wild man. Snorting through his nostrils into soft tit-flesh while his mouth sucked a nipple, Dave tried to shove his hand further into her pants.

He had the tip of his middle finger snuggled into her crack. But he could only reach the very top of the cunt. Her jeans were hugging her cunt too tightly for him to get his hand in further.

But now that his hand was touching that longed-for pussy, Dave couldn't give up. Nor could he be satisfied with merely tucking his fingertip into the top corner of her cunt. He had to have that gash opened for his examination.

Retreating from her tits, Dave pulled his hand from her pants. Sitting up, he surveyed his progress so far.

Mary looked beautiful lying there with her jersey over her tits and her jeans opened. But Dave was determined to excavate further.

Grabbing the waist of the jeans, he began tugging.

When Mary grabbed his hands, though, the boy felt his heart sink. But he couldn't give up. Not when he was so close.

"Please, Mary," he gasped. "Just let me pull them down a little."

As he begged he kept tugging. Finally, Mary lifted her ass slightly, and her pants began to come down.

Dave's eyes bulged as he saw her hairy cunt rise above the horizon of her lowering jeans. Even in the dim light of the room, her dark pubic hair could be clearly seen against the whiteness of her skin.

He managed to get her pants halfway down her thighs when she stopped him again. But that was low enough.

Dave threw himself on top of the girl, kissing her gasping mouth. His hand went to her crotch. When he wrapped his hand around her defenseless cunt now he felt his body hum with unleashed passion.

Mary was writhing beneath him. Her hips wiggled and her tits rolled.

Dave concentrated on his exploring fingers. He felt the long mouth of her crotch, measuring it from corner to corner. After spending hours studying pictures of cunts, he thought he knew tern pretty well. But his fingers felt like strangers as they crept over that territory.

Dave was surprised at how her cunt reached all the way down between her thighs. When he found the rear corner of that crack he was amazed at how wet it was. Those loose lips were drooling a slippery juice. With delight, Dave realized that that juice would let his prick glide smoothly into that pussy.

"Hut-u-u-u," Mary gasped when she felt a finger enter her.

With his long middle finger, Dave began probing bet pussy. Just inside the hairy lips he found wet ridges of slippery flesh. Then, examining those folds, he found the entrance to her cunt.

Feeling Mary's body tense suddenly, Dave sent his finger swimming up that flowing cavern.

"Oh, Dave," Mary whispered. "That feels so good, so good."

Dave could tell that this, tunnel was made to hold his cock. Its slippery smooth walls would feel exquisite on his prick, he knew.

As he moved his finger around in that soaking cunt, Mary began thrusting her hips as though she were being fucked. How could she stop him from fucking her now? Dave wondered. And how could he let her? He was a raving maniac.

As he explored her cunt he found that he could make Mary cry out and buck her hips by rubbing a certain spot near the top of her gash. Dave remembered hearing about a little button in a chick's cunt that really drove them wild when it was rubbed. He knew he'd found it.

Because he loved the way Mary thrust her hips and moaned when he played with that button, he kept his finger wiggling on it.

It was amazing how wild this chick was getting, Dave thought. Lifting his face from her tits, he looked at the wild beast she had become.

Her face wore a wanton expression of lust. Her tits rolled from side to side as she writhed uncontrollably. Dave had never seen anything like it. And he was proud of himself for bringing her to this state of passion.

Dave thought that this was the right time to take the last step in his quest. All he had to do was get his cock out and slip it into her.

But when he took his hand from the writhing girl's cunt, she gasped, grabbed his hand, and put it back to work.

"Don't stop," she cried. "Rub me. Keep rubbing me."

"But, but I w-want to fuck you," Dave stammered.

"Keep rubbing me," Mary said through clenched teeth.

Dave had no choice. The condition Mary was in demanded that he do what she said. He kept his fingers moving back and forth over the hard, little bump he'd discovered. But he still kept trying to free his cock with his other hand.

The whole bed was heaving like a boat in a storm by now. Dave continued watching Mary as she threw her body around crazily.

"Oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h, oh-h-h-h-h!" she wailed in a crescendo of passion.

Finally, her body curled up as she lifted her head and shoulders from the bed. Then she straightened out, lifted her shoulders again, and collapsed limply. She pulled Dave's hand from her cunt. After her storm of lust, she was now surprisingly quiet. Only her tits moved as her chest heaved in deep breaths.

Dave scrambled to pull down his pants. Mary seemed to be waiting for him.

But before he could get his pants below his jerking prick, Mary came alive again.

"No," she said. "Don't."

Dave couldn't believe what he'd heard.

"But I want to fuck you," he said. "I thought you wanted me to."

He pulled his pants down to his knees suddenly. His cock sprang out and twitched mightily. Dave noticed Mary's eyebrows raise as she took in the sight.

But when he tried to mount her, she stopped him. Her legs were clamped together. Dave never felt so bad, so disappointed.

"I'll tell you what," Mary said. "I'll jerk you off."

He couldn't refuse. There was already a pearly drop of gism at the tip of his cock. And having this chick jerk him off would be exciting, he thought. But it still wasn't what he'd been after.

Dave sat back. Mary leaned over his lap. When he felt her delicate fingers take his cock into a firm grip his body stiffened. It had never felt so good when he grabbed his own prick.

It was obvious that Mary knew what she was doing. She began sliding his loose skin back and forth. Slowly at first, then faster, she pumped. But it was over almost before it had begun. In less than a dozen strokes, Dave's cum was erupting in a fountain of cream.

"Oh!" Mary said in surprise when she saw how high the gobs of gism leapt from his cock.

She kept pumping until very drop of cum had been wrung from him.

Dave had to admit that it was the orgasm of his life. And even if he still hadn't gotten fucked, this surely must be the next best thing.

"Wow, you really shot a lot of that stuff," Mary said as she wiped the gism from her hand with a tissue.

"Yeah. But I really wanted to fuck you," Dave said.

Mary just smiled. "We'd better get back to the party," she said.

She pulled up her pants as Dave watched. He was mopping up his cum as he saw her cunt disappear with regret. But he was no longer ignorant of that mysterious region.

"You go ahead," he said to Mary. "I'll be out in a while."

Dave wanted to contemplate what had happened. He sat there sniffing Mary's pussy odor on his fingers.

Now he realized that he shouldn't have kept tickling her cunt. If he'd waited, he could have brought her off with his prick. Then they both could have come in the best way.

Still, the hand job had been nice. And he did get a chance to study a cunt. But Dave had to get fucked, and soon. He was going out of his mind with the desire to plunge his cock into a hot cunt.