His breathing loud and shaky, the young masseur moved down.
Alicia opened her eyes just in time to see his face lower between her
legs. As he fastened his mouth to her pussy, Alicia gasped.
The boy twisted his head as if trying to burrow it up her cunt.
He rubbed his face and lips all over her wet crotch, moaning,
mumbling. He pushed his hands under Alicia’s thighs, lifted them,
spread them wide. Alicia grabbed the backs of her knees to steady
her legs in the air. She spread her legs as wide as she could,
opening her cunt up completely. The boy’s fat tongue slid between
her pussylips.
“Mmmm, mmmm!” Thomas moaned as he munched. He sucked on
Alicia’s swollen pussylips, chewed on them. His tongue twisted,
fucked in and out, probing, licking, tasting.
“Oh Thomas!” Alicia gasped. “Oh God!”
She couldn’t believe this was happening. Not even her husband
had ever done anything like this to her before. She’d had deep dark
fantasies about a man licking her pussy, but she’d never dreamed her
fantasies could ever become real.
“Lick!” she breathed. “Suck! Oh, yes!”
She let go of her legs, holding them up with her leg and hip
muscles, and she massaged her oiled tits, pinching and rolling her
nipples with oiled fingers. Her cunt contracted repeatedly, and she
could tell by the way Thomas slurped and sucked that she was oozing
hot fuck juices into his mouth.
“Make me come!” she moaned. “Oh, darling, make me come! Suck
me off!”
She couldn’t stand the heat and tension between her legs. The
burning itch was going to make her scream. She wiggled her ass,
rubbing her seething pussy in the boy’s face, fucking herself on his
probing tongue.
“Lick!” she gasped. “Suck! Oh, God!”
The boy growled like a dog. His teeth sank into her spongy
pussylips, grated her clit. She saw stars. A fireball whirled
through her loins and exploded. She jerked her ass, grunting,
moaning, coming!
“Ohhhhh, darling!” she breathed, grinding her contracting cunt
in the young masseur’s mouth. “I’m coming, baby, lick it!”
Thomas slurped at Alicia’s bubbling pussy furrow, his long
tongue flapping. He licked her open cunt from one end to the other,
even licking deep between her legs and tasting some of her ass. His
tongue felt like a flaming snake to Alicia as it tortured her
writhing crotch. He kept licking even after her contractions had
passed. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her cunt
and ass.
“Stop,” she whimpered. “Oh God, it’s too sensitive! Please
stop!”
The young man straightened up, breathing hard. Cunt juice
dripped from his chin, sweat from his nose. A few of Alicia’s golden
pussy hairs were glued to his lips. His eyes were glassy. He gazed
down at her naked body as if hypnotized by it. He began to unbutton
his shirt.
Alicia watched, fascinated and shocked as the boy took off his
shirt. He was more muscular than sh’ed thought. His chest and
abdomen looked like they’d been carved out of stone.
He looks so much like Zenobia’s stableboy, Alicia kept telling
herself — to take her mind off the somewhat frightening reality of
what was happening. The boy had pulled off his shoes and socks and
now as pushing down his white pants. It’s uncanny how much he looks
like that stableboy, Alicia thought again.
The boy stood there in a pair of white bikini briefs. It
looked as if a softball had been stuffed in his crotch. The boy
pushed down the briefs and his cock sprung up and out.
His prick looked like a big veiny billyclub. And it throbbed.
Alicia couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. Her husband’s cock was
nowhere near this big, this powerful looking. The boy’s fuckrod
almost frightened her.
Thomas mounted the massage table, climbing up at the foot end
and kneeling above alice. His cock kept throbbing. His smooth skin
was flushed from his face to his feet.
“Thomas,” Alicia said. “Oh God, what are you doing?”
The boy was panting, his powerful chest heaving up and down.
He mumbled something, but Alicia couldn’t make it out. He appeared
totally flustered, the opposite of his usual professional self. He
reached down, forcing Alicia’s thighs back against her shoulders,
opening her up. He moved forward, hooked his shoulders under her
knees, pushed his fat cock-head against her pussyhole.
Alicia was shaking. He was going to fuck his prick into her
cunt whether she wanted him to or not. She was powerless to sop him.
He would rape her if she resisted.
She mumbled gibberish, unable to understand even herself.
The boy leaned into her, wiggling his loins. His prick forced
her cuntlips wide. The cock-knob slid inside, then the prickshaft.
With a smooth, gliding motion, every inch of his prick disappeared
inside her pussy. His eyes rolled back and he groaned.
And Alicia groaned with him. It was such a delicious sensation
as the boy fucked into her with his smooth hard prick. Oh God, she
wanted to feel it again! She wished his cock were a mile long so she
could feel it fucking into her for hours. That initial fuck-thrust
felt so good.
She realized she was panting as fast as the boy was. She
reached up, running her hands up and down his flanks. Her palms made
caressing circles on his lower back. She stroked his ass.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Fuck me!”
The boy started to move. His hands braced on the table along
side her shoulders, he began to raise his loins. His cock slipped
nearly out of her, then fucked back in as he simultaneously swung his
hips and drove with his powerful thighs. His asscheeks contracted as
he rammed his cock in to the balls.
Alicia moaned, her pussy saturated with itchy thrills. She
clutched at his back with her tapered fingernails. As he pulled out
and fucked in again, she wiggled her ass, screwing her cunt upward on
his plunging cock.
“Oh Thomas, fuck me! Oh yes!”
The boy ground down on her, rubbing his chest against her oiled
tits. His sweat dripped on her face. As his skin rubbed against
hers, he became slippery with her oil. His sweat added more
lubrication and soon their skin was making wet noises as it slid
together.
“Let me wrap my legs around you,” Alicia said. “I want to feel
more of you.”
The boy eased up for a few seconds to allow Alicia to slide her
legs off his shoulders, over which they’d been hooked, and she got
her legs inside his arms and flung them around his lower back. She
clutched him with her arms and legs and he writhed in her embrace.
She contracted her cunt around his buried cock, massaging his big
prick with her cuntal muscles until he gasped. His cock flexed
repeatedly inside her.
“It’s just like a mouth,” he muttered. “It sucks like a
mouth.” He lay on her with his full weight, rubbing himself against
her oiled flesh, letting her pleasure his cock with her deft cunt.
She bit his jaw, licked his salty neck. “Fuck me,” she
growled, wanting to feel his cock move inside her some more. “Oh
God, give it to me!” She clawed down his back, grinding her hairy
groin against his. “Mmmm, fuck me!”
The boy looked delirious. He squirmed on top of her, rubbing
his cock in circles inside her pussy. Her teeth gnawed his neck and
she felt him shiver.
“Grind that big thing,” she moaned. “Oh Thomas, move it!”
“Ohhhh mannn!” The boy thrust, thrust again, fucking his cock
in deep.
“Oh, you brute, fuck me!” She couldn’t get enough of this
feeling, of the boy’s muscular body and hard cock. She hadn’t felt
so possessed, so loved in years.
Thomas braced his elbows on the table, swinging his pelvis,
plunging his fat prick. His prick-head popped in and out of the
mouth of her womb. His cockshaft rippled against the sensitive wet
meat meat of her swollen cuntlips.
“Ohhh yeahhh, yeahhhh!” he moaned, his eyes glazed over with
lust. His prick swelled inside her cunt each time he thrust,
hardening like steel. His abdomen smacked against hers, their
sweaty, oiled flesh making sucking noises as it met, then pulled
apart.
Alicia tossed her head, rolled it from side to side on the
table. The small pillow had long ago been knocked aside and had
fallen to the floor. She clung to the fucking youth, grunting and
panting even louder than he was. Each time his prick fucked into her
a zillion fuck-tingles flood her cunt and loins. Her cuntmeat
swelled, growing tighter and tighter. It felt as if her lions would
explode.
“Oh Thomas, oh God, baby, fuck me!” She clawed his back some
more, not caring whether she ripped his skin. She ground her heels
into his ass, spurring him on to fuck her harder, deeper, faster.
“Oh! Oh God, oh shit!” The boy was shaking. The veins stood
out on his neck and temples. He slammed his cock into her, fucking
in again and again.
Alicia thought she’d die with pleasure. She was on the verge
of exploding, and she wanted the feeling to last forever.
The boy rutted with one last barrage of fuck-thrusts. His body
vibrated as if its every cell were quivering and ready to burst. His
eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.
Alicia held her breath. Her cunt contracted hard.
The boy shuddered. “God!” he gasped. “Oh fuck!” His jism
surged into her pussy.
Alicia gripped him in a crushing embrace, feeling his cock
pulsing inside her pussy and his jism spurting into her. Her
cuntmeat tightened to near splitting, her toes curled under, and she
melted into ecstasy.
“Ohhhhh, yesssss!” she moaned, her cunt chewing up the boy’s
cum-spurting prick, her pelvis grinding, her nails digging in. “Ohhh,
shoot it!”
The husky young masseur whimpered in her arms, fucking his
sizzling cum-load deep into her pussy. His cock flexed repeatedly
and her cunt responded by gripping, sucking, gnawing. She felt slick
juices running out of her fuckhole and down her asscrack, whether cum
or her own female fuck juices she didn’t know. As her pussy filled
with jism, the boy’s plunging cock made obscene liquid noises inside
her. When he finally pulled out, his cock was dripping with cum and
pussy juice.
He climbed off the table and wiped his cock carefully with a
hand towel. Still flushed to the bone, he quickly dressed.