"Harder, faster," she pleaded.
"Baby, I'm going to fuck you like there's no tomorrow… oh, yes, it's coming, it's coming nice and hot."
Vern felt her body growing tenser, her entire body getting ready to lurch into the big "O" but she held back then managed to roll them both over so that she was on top.
"Oh, yes, yes," the boy said when he felt her body laying on his own. The boy pushed the recent graduate up and then pulled her legs on his sides so that she was sitting on him and she had him clamped in a torrid cock-hold. Her tits looked absolutely gargantuan, swinging wildly to and fro as she swayed her torso from side to side. He couldn't resist grabbing them, so, feeling her hold on his cock get even tighter, he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them – one in each hand – until she moaned out.
Faster and harder he pumped, making their pubic hair meet, then pulling it apart, sliding his cock almost all the way out to the tip, then thrusting it in with a savage fury. He was close, knew he was, but couldn't and wouldn't hold back any further.
The boy pushed his cock in, then, in one sudden burst of energy penetrated all the way, tensed and then exploded into an incredible orgasm: "Agghhh, oooh," he moaned in ecstasy.
Veronica was soon to follow, her body just as filled with the pleasure of the moment then climaxing until she felt her spasm come, a little later but just as intense as the boy's – a tightening of her entire body until she thought she would freeze like a log, then a melting until the connections of her brain were shot and her body spent of all energy – or that's the way she imagined it. But the amazing thing was, lying there, getting it on, she felt it just as intensely as if it were really happening.
But this guy was such a solid image, and such a fantastic fuck, that she wanted to take her fantasy a step further; stage two. She decided to be a little daring in her imagination, and take the young stud into her home. Well, it wouldn't be that crazy, because, after all, her parents were gone on a little trip, and there was almost no chance of being caught by them. She decided that she wanted more than any thing to take a shower with this young cock. She took the boy into her bathroom, then turned on the water – adjusting the water to lukewarm, then hot so that the bathroom would steam up – and then got under the water, her hair flattening against her forehead, her breasts shining from the water and her pubic hair matted against her crotch – like a thick, heavy rug cut in the shape of a perfect triangle.
Veronica imagined moving closer to water so that there was room for Ned behind her. But just then, the bombshell switched gears and decided to take a real shower. She dropped the dildo (knowing it could get clogged in the water) and walked into her bathroom. She turned on the water, just as she imagined doing it with the young stud, and felt the warm water pounce against her tits and nipples, making them erect and fat. It was even easier now to imagine the fun water games she could play with her young, hot stud.
Vern motioned for the guy to get closer and could see that he was already very excited, almost as hot as in their encounter in the shed – just as if he hadn't shot his wad just minutes before. In a few seconds, the boy slid his cock into her cunt, this time fucking her from the rear. The boy, feeling that slight ache in his cock which told him he'd just come, put his arms around the front of Veronica's body until he had perched her tits above them, then, lifting, his arms higher, he pushed her bosom higher still until the spheres were about at high as they could go.
"Yeah, feel my tits, feel my big tits," she moaned. He squeezed a little harder, until she groaned, then squeezed harder still until she pushed his hands downward in order to give her tits a breather.
Feeling an incredible surge of strength, hardly able to control the impulse, expanding his chest by taking great quantities of air the boy actually lifted her weight to settle down on his arms, allowing just enough of her weight to settle down on his cock. Veronica was so hot, she pushed against the tiles with all her might, screaming out, "Do it again, fuck me again, over and over, yes… yes… yes!"
Faster he pushed, harder, not holding back for a second.
"Okay, fuck me. Let it come!!"
But the boy had his own ideas, and he took his shaft out from inside Veronica, then turned her around until she faced him, her eyes and two red cherries staring him in the face, ready for anything he might choose to do.
He pushed her body down toward him until her massive melons were squeezed against his chest, then lowered her slowly and evenly until her bosom touched his cock, electrifying it as if by magic, making it get even more hard. She's one motherfucker, he thought, one helluva motherfucker, and I'm gonna cover that pair with some nice cream. He positioned his cock between the spheres, pressed them together and started pumping.
"Yes, fuck my tits, fuck them!" she encouraged, her body now supported by her knees, the boy standing well above her, his hands digging into her back in passion. "Yeah, fuck them, yes!" Veronica even stuck her own fingers in her cunt, making her own passion reach to a point nearing his, but of course, not quite. "I can feel it, yeah, that's it, pump some more." His cock was straining and his entire body was involved in the task of shooting his wad, then, right before he felt himself squirt, he moved back from the girl.
"Ohh, yea baby," he groaned between his teeth. He didn't have to tell her what he wanted. She just knew. Within an instant, Vern grabbed his throbbing pecker and stuck it right in her mouth, right before he came. His cream poured right out, all over Vern's lips, sliding down the sides of her mouth, but she loved it, loved to feel it and to even swallow it. Exhausted, he let his body slide down onto Veronica's, but she didn't mind a bit, loved feeling his weight over her own, feeling his cock slowly go limp, glistening with jism and encrusted with some of her own drying woman juice.
The water was still pouring down on the couple, Vern imagined, just as it was really pouring down on herself, cleaning off the boy's cock and washing the jism from her own lips, cooling off their heat.
Vern hadn't had enough of this guy yet, and was determined not let him go so soon. From his big, fat distended balls which drove her absolutely mad with passion; to his incredible schlong, so long and fat; from his marvelous legs, long hairy, not a little spindly; to his great buns, thin yet very touchable; he drove her absolutely mad.
Vern got out of her shower and thought how she'd like to end this little affair. Sure, she could merely bid him adieu, wish him luck and call that the end of it, but everything was so intensified now, and at the same time so simple. No, she would stretch this one a bit, get on with it and take this guy to the limits, even beyond what they experienced in the shed and in the shower.
"Listen," she imagined telling him, "why don't you just hang loose a little bit and rest up."
He looked a little concerned. "Oh, I don't know…"
"Don't worry, really. My parents are gone. There's no chance of being caught. And anyways, don't you want to prove to me that you can make it a third time around – I know you have it in you."
Veronica took the boy to the side and then wiped him off. She like wiping off his smooth back, moving downward to just above the she on his buns, then drying the crack in his ass before proceeding to the small of his back, around the front, and the best part, his crimson, swollen balls. Vern took the towel and then gently tapped the balls, patting them first very slightly and then more firmly until she could feel their distinct weight right through the material. Vern moved upward in order to get a hold of that stem – no longer erect, but still swollen and impressive in size, fronting his balls, seemingly growing out of his dark curly bush like some great branch with a fantastic budding head. Vern saw the skin begin to crinkle under her touch and enjoyed watching him, much against his will, becoming excited once again from her manipulations. The cock seemed to have a mind of its own, first growing slightly, and then – right in front of her eyes – developing into a powerful shaft once again.