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  “Mrs. Williams, I really didn’t come up here just for a talk about my salary,” the boy said, flushing furiously.

  Glenda felt her heart suddenly skip a beat, then pound wildly in her chest. Her brain started buzzing again as she felt her knees turn to rubber. Sexual lust raced through her body as she leaned against the desk and stared hotly at the blushing boy. Her cool went right out the window.

  CHAPTER TWO

  “I don’t understand, Brad,” Glenda said, surprised that her voice sounded so low and husky. Any nincompoop could tell that she was a bitch in heat just from the throaty tone of her speech.

  “I-I mean that, well, nothing,” the boy stammered, looking nervously down at his feet and digging his fingers into his sides. His shyness fired up Glenda like a flaming piece of dry bush. She wanted to reach out and run her fingers through his long, straight black hair.

  “Go on,” she said a little imperiously, trying to ignore the steady pulsing itch in her cunt.

  “It’s just that I don’t like working with Mr. Becker,” the boy blurted out.

  “Why? He’s a very capable horse handler,” Glenda said, moving around to the front of the desk.

  “I know. But I don’t like him,” Brad admitted, still looking down at the floor.

  “How old are you, Brad?” Glenda found herself asking him. God, what a stupid question! She felt like the wicked witch of the North seducing a schoolboy.

  “Nineteen.” Brad said, looking up from the floor and into Glenda’s dancing blue eyes. She felt her heart leap up to her throat as she detected the same lust she felt in the boy’s eyes. He covered it up better than she did. But it was there. All she had to do was reach out and touch him and ten…

  “Well, that’s nice,” Glenda said, catching herself in time as she started to turn away. “You’d better get back, or Mr. Becker will wonder where you are.”

  “I can’t!” Brad suddenly blurted out. Glenda at first didn’t know what he was talking about. Then she felt the boy’s strong fingers on her right arm. They spun her around quickly. One look into Brad’s eyes and she knew that he was talking about his restraint.

  “Don’t, oh please don’t, Brad,” Glenda moaned as she felt his hands crawl around her narrow waist. She felt as lifeless as a dish rag as the boy drew her closely to him. Her big tits pressed against his heaving chest as his thick, sensuous lips closed down over her opened mouth. Glenda let the boy touch her wherever he wanted to as she drank in his tongue and spittle. She wanted him to crush her, destroy her body with his as she pound hotly against him. He pulled off his mouth and looked at her like some sex-crazed wildman.

  “Fuck me, fuck me,” the woman moaned shamelessly as Brad slid his hands down to her buttocks and squeezed her firm, well-rounded flesh. His ass-rubbing added to the friction against her fully-erect clit.

  The moaning brunette tilted her head back, opening her mouth and letting out little gasps and sighs of delight as she felt the partly-lit room winning around wildly. Her legs trembled and threatened to give way as trickles of hot cunt-juice seeped past the leg band of her briefs and oozed down her hot thighs.

  Brad pulled away from Glenda, reaching up and starting to unbutton his white, slightly soiled shirt. He shrugged his shirt off quickly, revealing a broad, hairy chest that looked as if it belonged to a man of twenty-five instead of to a boy of nineteen.

  Glenda sucked in a ragged breath as she reached behind her and unzipped her dress. As Brad bent down to slip off his loafers, the brunette lifted off her dress. The material pulled up her titties, letting them slap down noisily against her sweaty chest as she tossed the dress on top of the desk.

  She was standing half naked in front of the boy now. The excitement building up in her cunt and belly was indescribable. She felt so deliciously cheap and adventurous, standing like this in the middle of her study being pawed by the stable boy. Every nerve ending in her body begged for the boy’s touch.

  “I want you so bad…” Glenda admitted shamelessly as she reached up and pinched both nipples of her pendulous titties.

  Brad walked up to her, reaching down and starting to pull down her panties.

  “Leave them on, please. Just for now,” Glenda said, enjoying the wet silky feel of the material against her puffy labes.

  She reached down and unzipped his fly, moaning as she pushed his pants down over his hips. Her fingers shook with excitement. His muscular, hairy legs contrasted with the bright white cotton of his tight-fitting jockey shorts. There was a long, tubular bulge just behind the fly flap of Brad’s jockeys.

  Glenda inhaled sharply again as she noticed the size of the boy’s cock. She thought that Carl’s was big. But this boy’s could measure up with the one that dangled from between Destroyer’s hindquarters.

  “Oh God, I’ve wanted you for a long time, Mrs. Williams,” Brad said as he slid his fingers wider his shorts and pulled them down.

  Glenda didn’t say anything as she heard the quick rub of cotton over his thighs. She felt something hot touching the wet nylon front of her panties. Brad kicked his shorts across the floor, then reached around her waist and hugged her body close.

  Glenda sighed and groaned when she felt the long, thick shaft of the boy’s dick press against her rumbling pussy.

  “Oh, it feels sooooo good,” the woman said, rubbing her body back and forth across Brad’s. She could feel the full, fat dick tip poking teasingly at her nylon-covered pussylips with every move she made.

  Glenda opened her eyes and watched Brad. The boy started to sink to the floor, dragging Glenda down with him. Soon they were lying on the carpet. The brunette felt the scratchy piling tickling her hot flesh as Brad crawled all over her hunching body. Every inch of her skin was on fire with lust. It had been almost a year since she’d fucked a man. Now, the dam was broken, and every last piece of desire she’d bottled up rushed over her body.

  “Mmmmmm,” Brad moaned, licking his tongue up and down her slender neck. Glenda rocked her hips in return, feeling his young cock gouge into her flat belly. Brad moved one of his hands slowly around her hips, sliding his fingers down her stomach until he could curl them under her nylon-covered bushy mound. Glenda closed her eyes as Brad rubbed the soppy nylon up between her cuntlips. She bucked her hips up and forward, frying to rub her clit against his fingers.

  “UHHHHHGGGH!” she gasped. “Oh God, it feels soooo good.”

  Brad’s fingers teased along the hot flesh surrounding her clit. Brad was all over her, pushing her shoulders down, licking her large, half-inch long red nipples with his tongue while he kept on sliding his dick insistently against her cloth-covered box. Glenda wrapped her hands around the boy’s back, raking his skin with her sharp fingernails as he slid down to her titties. The brunette moaned as his tongue flicked over her tit-tip. Brad’s hands meanwhile slid around her asscheeks, pushing down the sweat-soaked material of her white panties over her thighs.

  “Nooooo,” Glenda said, pushing her firm ass down onto the carpet and stopping the boy from stripping her completely. She wanted to drag this out as long as she could. The brunette could tell that Brad would slip his dick into her cunt as soon as she was stripped. Then it’d be slam-bam-thank-you ma’am.

  “Uhhhhh,” Brad groaned as Glenda curled her finger, around the boy’s cock and felt the sexual heat nearly bum her fingers.

  Her hand was immediately covered with the cock-juice that oozed freely out of his piss-slit. The boy moaned again, raising his head ma she squeezed his cockhead tightly and miled more pre-cum out of his hot prick.

  “God, God,” Brad groaned as Glenda slipped her fingers back until she could feel his loose-hanging balls.

  Her breathing was tight and labored. It matched his as the two of them bucked together. The room was filled with the soft, wet sounds of fucking as Glenda caressed the boy’s balls and rolled them gently from side to side. His tongue went wild on her body, fucking crazily at her hot, spongy tits. The brunette squeezed his fuck sacs, tickling them with her
fingers. Brad gasped.

  “Fuck me, fuck me!” Glenda cried.

  But she did everything she could to keep her panties on. The boy dug at the material with his dickhead, pressing it harder and harder against the soaked-down material until Glenda thought he’d poke through and ram his thick root all the way home. As it was, the boy’s dick was pushing the sheer, wet material way up between her fat, hot cuntlips. It was a new sensation, and it felt deliciously good. Glenda closed her eyes again, hunched her ass to increase the friction of her sappy cuntlips against Brad’s dick.

  “Come on,” Brad said huskily as he reached down and twisted her panty crotch to one side. Ha hot cockhead finally touched her bare pussy!

  Glenda felt electric hot-cold flashes rip through her swampy box. Her body shuddered violently as the boy pressed down and forward insistently.

  “Fuck, fuck!” the woman groaned.

  “That’s what I’m trying to do,” the boy moaned as he reached up and held both her hands down an either side of her head.

  Glenda rolled her head from side to side, black strands of her hair clinging to her sweat-dampened, flushed cheeks. The boy’s heavy, muscular weight pinned her tightly to the floor, flattening down her plump asscheeks as his cock dug further and further into her cuntal area. His dick gouged harder and rougher as Glenda bucked, twisted and hunched against him. Brad slid back up and clamped his mouth tightly over hers, stifling any complaints and groans as he drove his powerful hips downward and in.

  “It feels soooo, OHHHHHH!” Glenda cried out, feeling a contraction suddenly ripple across her hot, mushy pussy. She couldn’t cum now. It was too soon. She hadn’t had a chance to feel the boy’s dick reaming her inside. The brunette inhaled sharply, fighting down the tight ball of orgasm that started to unravel somewhere deep in her churning pussy.

  But there was that steady, sleek friction against her crushed cuntlips. Her climax was coming closer and closer. The clit-tingling tension invaded every inch of her body. The woman could hardly breathe as she struggled under the weight of Brad’s pounding body.

  “I want to fuck you,” Brad growled.

  But whenever he tried to push against the soft crack of her cunt, Glenda tilted her box so that he’d slide up along her cuntal slit again, brushing over the red-hot tip of her pulsing clit.

  She opened her eyes again and saw that the room was spinning around. Her body throbbed in time with the beating inside her hot box. Brad bucked his hips forward with a raspy moan while Glenda tilted her hips again, making the underside of his cockhead slide against her clit. She didn’t know how much longer she could hold out.

  “No!” Glenda suddenly cried out.

  She wasn’t going to pop off now. With some difficulty, the brunette slid out from under the fucking boy and rolled him over on his back. Brad looked a little puzzled at Glenda as she leaned forward, letting her big titties brush lightly against his flat, muscular belly. While the boy riveted his eyes hotly on her, the brunette slowly sank down until the heat of his hot, hard, drooling cock brushed against her full red lips.

  Glenda quickly opened her mouth wide while Brad took the hint and hunched up his hips. The brunette felt his salty flesh brush over the surface of her tongue. His big, fat dick filled her mouth, bubbling more dick juice that spilled over her tongue.

  “Ohhhhh, suck, suck,” Brad grunted as he twisted his hips back and forth. He made his dick revolve like a butter churn in her mouth.

  “Mmmmmm,” Glenda moaned happily, feeling her twitching nipples brush lightly up and down the boy’s trembling, hairy legs as her head bobbed up and down his pole. Her hair whipped across his groin as she swirled her tongue around the thickly veined dickshaft.

  “Lick it, please,” Brad stammered, reaching down and running his fingers through Glenda’s long, black silky hair.

  Glenda felt the spongy cockhead pushing back over her tongue. It bumped along her teeth, sliding farther and farther down her mouth until it banged against the back of her throat. The brunette held her breath and dived deeper, taking the boy big cock all the way in until her head was jammed tight against his crotch.

  “Ohhhh!” Brad moaned happily, closing his eyes in ecstasy. Glenda kept her had still for the moment, flicking her tongue around the sides of his dick. She could feel the big, blue veins throbbing wildly with sexual excitement as she stimulated Brad up to higher sexual heights with her sucking mouth.

  Slowly, Glenda started to pull back on the boy’s prick. She sucked in air, keeping his cock lodged in her mouth. Her tongue kept lashing over it, licking and tasting as much of the cum as she could milk from it with her lips. At the same time Glenda reached down and slipped out of her panties. The time for teasing was over.

  “I can’t take this,” Brad said, pushing Glenda any from his groin.

  The brunette groaned as she felt his cock slip out from between her lips. She was so weak from sexual excitement that she couldn’t fight the boy. Brad rolled back on top of her, pinning her down to the floor again with his body as he rubbed his cockhead over the delicate flesh of her inner thighs.

  “Oh God, now, now,” Glenda moaned.

  “Take my cock. Take it!” Brad growled.

  Glenda lay still, keeping her ass flat on the floor as she felt the boy’s dickhead push up through the forest of stiff pussy hairs until it rested between her puffy outer labes. The brunette bit her lower lip, moaning through her tightly-clenched teeth as the big, fat head pushed apart her cuntlips and crept into the hot, musky tunnel of her box.

  “Ohhh, ohhhhhhh!” Glenda cried as she felt his fat cock sink farther into her flesh. It pushed at the walls of her cunt, forcing it into a round tunnel. She could hear the soft, squishy sound made by Brad’s sliding prick as it bathed itself in her hot pussy oil.

  “Great. Oh God, good pussy,” Brad stammered as he kept pushing his ten-inch prick in. The hair on his chest tickled Glenda’s tits as sweat dripped freely from his forehead and splashed down onto the thrashing brunette’s flushed cheeks. As the boy shoved the last inch into her, he let out a long gasp of relief and twisted his groin against the soft lips of her pussy. Then he settled on her body and pushed hard between her legs.

  Glenda felt his ten-inch prick throbbing in her cunt. With each jerk of his hard pole, her pussy walls squeezed tightly around it. The brunette rolled her cuntal muscles up and down. It was a trick Carl had taught her. It made a woman’s pussy act like an experienced set of fingers, pulling and milking a man’s prick until it could make the most experienced stud whimper for mercy.

  “UHHHH NOOOOOO!” Brad groaned, digging his powerful fingers into Glenda’s sides.

  “Ohhh, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Glenda screamed, hunching up with tiny, fast jerks as she impaled her pussy more and more on the boy’s jerking dong. Brad thrust downward violently, matching her upward fucking motions with hunches of his own. Their hips banged together noisily until Glenda wondered just how black and blue she was going to be tomorrow. He was throwing his meat into her with the skill of a male prostitute. She couldn’t believe that this was a nineteen-year-old boy. Her pussy was moving hot and heavy under Brad’s relentless attack. Her cunt boiled with juice and heat while her clit teetered on the brink of cumming. Her womb, only inches away from the boy’s drooling cockhead, was starting to spasm.

  “In! In! In!” Glenda cried.

  “Fuck! Fuck!” Brad cried back.

  She was filled with dickmeat. Stuffed to the hilt with the boy’s beautiful, fat cock. Her ass quivered with passion as if there were a prick stuck up her titter too. Glenda suddenly felt the boy’s prick lighten into an iron pole. The brunette knew that it signaled the end of his control. She knew from experience that he’d be flooding her pussy with spurts of jizz.

  “Wait for me!” Glenda cried, digging her fingernails into his hunching shoulders.

  “I can’t!” the boy cried.

  Brad rammed his cock faster and faster into her pussy. His balls tightened up and rose so high that they pressed
against the underside of his hammering cock. The room was filled with howls and the sound of wet, slapping skin as both Brad and Glenda finally rocketed over the edge.

  “Gonna… Ohhhh, FUCK!” Brad shouted as he slammed his body into hers and lay there quivering. He sent stream after long, white stream of his cum into her tight cunt.

  Glenda felt her mind explode as she felt that first injection of steaming jizz splatter against her clenching cuntal walls. It triggered her clit into orgasmic explosion. Her cunt and ass squeezed tight, clutching all ten inches of Brad’s dick.

  “Ohhhhh!” she screamed as she felt herself explode. “Fuck!”

  She exploded and collapsed on the carpet, whimpering and whining as she felt the final orgasmic throbs of Brad’s dick die away.

  “Oh God. You don’t know how much I needed that!” Glenda said, opening her eyes and smiling dreamily into the boy’s big, brown eyes.

  Glenda wanted to lay there with Brad’s cock embedded in her pussy forever. A warm, delicious glow spread over her sweaty body as she traced her fingertips lightly over the boy’s muscular shoulders. The brunette didn’t know how long she lay there with Brad before she realized someone else was in the room.

  “Mother!” Alana cried out with disgust and indignation as she stood leaning against the partially-opened study door.

  “Oh God!” Glenda cried out hoarsely, jerking up and pushing Brad roughly off her.

  “Ohhh, nooo,” Alana cried, covering her face with her hands and turning away.

  “I thought — I…” Glenda stammered, slipping her pussy off the frightened boy’s cock and crawling across the floor to her crumpled dress.

  “I forgot Grandma’s gift. I came back to get it when I heard all this moaning. Oh Mother! And with the stable boy!” Alana cried out in horror as she took one last look at the two of them.