The sensation of the sweet tit-fucking was almost too much far the teen to stand. More and more slimy pre-cum began oozing out of his cockhead and soon Mrs. Schultz's tits were coated with a glossy layer of the sticky fuck-fluid.
As Dave hunched his ass up against Mrs. Schultz's big tits, he felt her rub her juicy wet cunt up and down his leg, getting herself ready for the fucking that would soon follow. Soon, as the horny woman slid her pussy along the teen's lower body, most of his leg was drenched with fresh pussy-sauce. The feel of her juicy, bloated cunt-lips sliding up and down the tot flesh of his thin leg was almost as exciting for the teen as the feel of her big tits caressing his throbbing cock.
Then she stopped moving and stared up at Dave, licking her lips lewdly. "Are you ready to fuck, now?" she asked, Dave answered by moaning and shaking his head up and down rapidly. He thrust his hips impatiently and the sexy woman was afraid that he might shoot his load too soon. So, for good measure, as she got herself into position for fucking, she gripped the bass of his long cock with her forefinger and her thumb to make sure he didn't blast off prematurely.
Putting her knees on either side of his hips, Mrs. Schultz held her gaping wet cunt just above Dave's cock-tip. Her pussy was fully lubricated and ready for fuck-action, but she wanted to tease the teen just a little, wanted to watch him gnaw at the bit before she finally allowed him the hot, all-encompassing pleasure of a juicy cunt sheath surrounding his cock.
With the fingers that still gripped his cock-base, she aimed his cock up at her cunt, trying to control his wild thrusting hips. She had enough experience at fucking to know that he was due to shoot his load at any second. When she had everything lined up, she lowered her ass down onto his groin until her bloated cunt-flaps were grinding into Dave's crotch – and his cock was fully imbedded in her seething pussy.
When they were locked in to the fucking, she leaned over and grabbed his shoulders, holding their bodies tightly together so he could fuck into hr with all his strength. As she welded her hot steamy lips onto his mouth, she could feel him murmuring ecstatically in between French-kisses.
Dave fucked up into her cunt faster and faster, reaching around her back and holding her closer so he could get the but leverage. Harder and harder he slammed into her cunt, each thrust packing more force and desire than the last.
Mrs. Schultz tried to keep her hips still, and her ass stuck out deliciously. Then she removed her mouth from Dave's so she could watch his face contort with the agony and bliss of a thorough climax.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm gonna shoot it!" he shouted the second she raised her head. "Aaaahhhhhh!"
Mrs. Schultz could feel his cock growing thicker as it prepared to blast off in her overheated pussy. And he was pile driving his cock into her cunt now with the force of a madman.
"Aaaiiieee!" he shrieked.
The sexy housewife smiled a satisfied smile as she realized that she was giving this teen the best possible fuck. His pre-orgasmic outbursts were sweet lusty music to her ears.
And then all too suddenly, she shouted out, "Ohhhhh, Jesus Fucking God! Haaaagggghhhh!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mrs. Schultz found many more occasions to employ Dave Fildert and his guard dog service. It seemed to her that her husband Fred practically lived at his grocery store now. And from what she could determine through the gossip grapevine, it seemed like Fred and Sandy Fildert were quite an item. So she could easily rationalize spending most of her free time with her teenage stud.
And when she found out that her good friend Mrs. Karp was having the same soft of problem – being left alone at night by a husband who seemed to prefer the company of one of those twin sluts – Sally Schultz recommended that Rosemary Karp take advantage of Dave and his dog.
Before long, the two women were keeping Dave quite busy. When he wasn't working at the kennels or spending time in school, he was providing one of those lonely housewives with his unique, service. They were running him ragged. And if it weren't for the monetary dividends, not to mention the great fucking he was getting, Dave would have left town in a hurry.
But now he was able to provide his mother, and his family, with what was needed most – more cash for their coffers. Although Dave wasn't able to fuck his mother as much as he wanted to – and as much as she wanted him to. The big bucks be was bringing home seemed to compensate.
But his sisters, the twin babysitters, Sandy and Candy, were also holding up their end of the bargain. They, too, were bringing home fistfuls of dollars for the Fildert cause. Where they were exactly getting all this money – or how – Mrs. Fildert didn't really care. But after noticing that Mr. Schultz was now raising his prices to exorbitant levels, and that Mr. Karp was also charging his gas station customers unheard-of amounts, Roxanne seemed to draw a conclusion.
And even funnier to the big-titted Fildert woman was the fact that every time she went in for groceries now, or drove up to fill the tank of the gas-hog station wagon, she never had to pay a cent. At first, she thought that perhaps the two local businessmen were giving her a break since Bill had passed away and left her very little money. But then she realized what a large role her twin daughters were playing in making life easier for her.
So Roxanne decided that since this was Saturday morning, she would try and give her children a special treat since they had been so industrious and thoughtful lately. She woke up before the sunrise and went downstairs to prepare a big breakfast, for starters. After setting the table and making sure everything was just right, she then went upstairs to gather her family together.
Padding down the hallway quietly, Roxanne made some last-minute adjustments on her skimpy nightgown, making sure her big tits could be easily seen and that her nipples peeked liberally over the top of the see-through gown. She also pulled out a few of her pussy-hairs and let them curl out around her sheer panties. And the crowning touch was a dab of perfume behind each ear – but not any ordinary scent. This time, she chose eau de cunt, slapping a gobbet of fresh pussy-juice on the soft skin of her neck sloping down from her petite earlobes.
Carefully, she crept into Dave's room to tell him that breakfast was ready. But she was totally unprepared for what she discovered upon entering.
Her son had tossed all his covers aside and was frantically jacking off his early morning hard-on. Arching his hips up off the bed, Dave thrashed about madly as if he were fucking up into an invisible woman's cunt. At the same time, he gripped his swollen cock tightly while jerking his prick for all he was worth. Frantic slapping sounds filled the room as his fist pounded into his bloated ball-sac with each powerful stroke.
"Aaaaggghhh!" he moaned, in counterpoint to the creaking of his bedsprings. And the harder he jerked on his cock while fucking his hips in the air, the harder his headboard thudded against the wall. Roxanne felt a flash of warm lust swirl through her pussy as she witnessed her son playing with his long, hard cock. Her hands quivered at her side as she stood there immobile unsure what to do next. Bit the sore her pussy began gushing fresh hot cunt-sauce the more she was inclined to rim over and join her overheated son on the bed.
But for the moment, she was content to grip her big tits and massage than roughly, until she felt her nipple grow into erect spike, tingling with lust. She ran her, hot tongue around her full lips and uttered soft moans of desire. And the higher Dave bucked his cock into the air, the harder she squeezed her tits, at the same time beginning to gyrate her ass in slow, seductive circles.