Untamed Passion

Nevertheless, he stood closer, less than a foot away from the masturbating teen. “Damn Ray,” she breathed, “We could have so much fun…” her eyes were glued to his swollen cock, and she licked her lips unconsciously. “I bet that would feel so good in my mouth Ray, I can just about taste it.” Ray felt his stomach lurch and he began to stroke his cock over her. Courtney lay back, opening her mouth wide and spreading her legs as wide as they

would go. “That’s it, baby,” she whispered, “make him cum on me.” Her fingers were moving more frantically than before. “Make it squirt Ray!”

Groaning, Ray felt the heavy load shoot up from his balls, the thick fluid arching through the air and landing on her flat belly and the tops of her

thighs. Courtney came with him, her entire fist disappearing into her pussy as she thrashed about on the chaise lounge. When they were both through,

Courtney stared at him boldly as she scraped his cum off her belly and legs and then licked the heavy white cream from her fingers.

Arms and legs akimbo, completely nude, and with traces of his cum still on her pouty lips, Courtney spoke. “One of these days,” she said, looking at his half-flaccid cock, “you’ll give in to me.” Her eyes locked on his. “And when you do, I’m going to suck the cum out of that and swallow it before you even get a chance to see it.” She sat up on the chaise. With a hurried swipe of her tongue, she took the remaining droplets of his cum from her lips and noisily swallowed them. “I love the taste of your cum,” she

whispered.

For a week Ray felt guilty as hell, and he wondered what the hell he was going to do about the situation. He felt trapped, and he had never cheated on Marge…it was as if he was betraying her. Finally, miserable and guilt-laden, he confessed to Marge one evening in bed, telling her about both times and telling her how sorry he was to have withheld the truth from her.

Marge stared at him for long moments, her face impassive, and then she began to laugh. It was just mirthful chuckles at first, but it quickly progressed to full-blown hilarity. Ray, nonplussed, waited for an

explanation. When Marge settled down, she had to wipe the tears from her eyes. “I’m sorry baby,” she giggled, “I couldn’t help it.” She ran a smooth cool hand across his forehead. “I just couldn’t picture all that. I know you believe what you told me, but I swear…I promise you…a pretty young thing like Courtney has no use for a forty-year-old married man. You must have a pretty good imagination though, to have dreamed up such a story.”

He protested that he was telling the truth until Marge got a little short with him, telling him she’d heard enough.

“Well, I guess since it’s just my imagination you won’t be upset if I go ahead and fuck her when she offers it again.”

Marge’s laughter rang out loud and clear in the bedroom as she leaned over and clicked off the lamp by the bed. “That’s right baby,” she chuckled,

“next time Courtney offers to spread those pretty legs for you, you just dive

right in…and you give her a good stiff one for me, too!” Still giggling at her husband’s insanity, Marge rolled over and was soon fast asleep.

Saturday morning, Marge called him on the golf course and told him that her mother was not feeling well and that she would be late coming home… that it might even be an overnight stay. Just before she hung up, she laughed and warned him. “Watch out for Courtney when you get home baby, when I left she was wearing the smallest swimsuit I’ve seen her in so far…don’t let her give you a heart attack!” She was still laughing when she ended the call. Ray wasn’t certain how he was going to handle the situation when he got home, but he was resentful as hell.

Once more, Courtney and his son were at the pool, and once more his son was fast asleep under the tent fly. Unlike the last weekend, however,

Courtney was already topless in the pool. Her perfectly shaped breasts floated in front of her, and the bikini bottom that she wore was barely more than a couple of strings and a patch of cloth.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

When she saw him, she climbed the ladder out of the pool and beckoned him into the cabana. No sooner had they entered the cabana than she

whirled on him, her lovely breasts thrust very close to his chest. “Are you at least going to let me touch it today Ray?” her forefinger gently traced the thick bulge in his shorts. When he didn’t move away, she cupped his cock with her hand; her eyes brightened, her lips parted, and her brilliant teeth bit down gently on her lower lip. Courtney’s whole body wriggled like a kitten being petted, and she slowly dropped to her knees before him, her liquid brown eyes locked on his.

Painfully slowly, as if she was suddenly uncertain, she unzipped his shorts and freed his thick cock from the shorts. She wrapped both of her hands

around his thick penis and opened her mouth. Unable to hold back any longer, Ray grabbed her head and pulled her mouth down over his cock. There was no hint of a slowdown. His cock slid easily into her throat, past where the gag reflex normally took over. Whatever else Courtney might be, she was a natural-born cocksucker. Her throat was open and her hands were on his ass cheeks, clawing and pulling him into her. Ray was fucking her throat as if it was a pussy and she was loving it.

Her moans of encouragement were at first startling and then exciting. His hands left her head and ripped his shirt off, but her head kept ramming into his cock, taking it deep into her throat. Her moans were getting louder. Ray pushed her away so that he could take off his shorts, but she fought him, trying to keep his cock in her mouth. “I want it,” she moaned, “give it back to me!”

He lifted her from her knees and bent to lower her bikini bottoms, leaving her naked. He carried her to the chaise lounge and laid her on her back,

spreading her legs wide and dropping his head between her legs and licking at the soft pink petals of her pussy. Courtney slithered around on the lounge and pulled him down on top of her, taking his cock back into her mouth and swallowing it even as he licked at her clit. She put her hands on his bare ass cheeks and began lifting and lowering her head, her moans, and muffled cries now louder and more rhythmic. He had no idea why, but she wanted him to cum in her mouth.

Her long legs were wrapped around his head and she was shaking as his tongue explored her sweetness. When he lifted his head to suck her clit into his mouth she screamed loud and long around the cock in her throat. It was too much for Ray, who began to spray his thick load into her eager mouth.

He had barely begun to recover when she crawled on top of him. “I knew you would be a fantastic lover,” she said, her slim hips writhing on what moments before had been a flaccid tube of flesh. It was now rigid again, ready to explore the inside of this fantasy of teen flesh atop his body. He rotated his hips, feeling the tip slip between the folds of her pussy and lodge against the hard nubbin of her clit.

“Uh-uh,” she whispered, a wicked grin on her face. “Not so fast Ray,” she performed a little wriggle of her hips and he felt the tip of his cock slip out of the entrance to her pussy and then her small hand directed it to the tight puckered ring of her ass. “I knew you’d give in to me,” she sighed. She pushed back and felt him penetrate her ass.