God!
She stalked out to the rear porch to save some of the furniture, give herself something to do. The small bathroom window stared at her.
She felt her heart begin to pound as she rapped on the glass. Be a good trick on Alice if The frosted lower pane shot up and Don's wet face appeared.
"I could use some help in dragging this furniture out of the way," she said.
He stared at her, uncomprehending for a moment. Then his blue eyes dropped to her breasts and he understood. A wild fire appeared in his eyes. "May-"
It was all there. The protected rear porch, the comfortable chaise lounge, the hissing shower inside that would fool Alice. Still it hung in the balance. Don had his hang-ups. His mother hated sex; had ruined his marriage. Had pulled him back to her side, kept him at an insignificant job in a filling station, disparaged his dating. Any other man would've felt May's strong, peasant sex needs and found a way to reach her. Don had too much Alice in him.
May took his head in her hands and kissed him on the mouth. Then she fell back laughing as Don jerked back, slammed open the small window and began to crawl out, naked on the porch.
"Don't lose any skin," she warned him. Once again she was glad her house was an old one with an ordinary window for the bath instead of one of those bar-turn affairs you couldn't get out of.
"May-May-"
"You need me, boy," she whispered. She peeled off her thin shirt. "Oh, God."
She felt a wild exultation as their bodies came together, his, warm and wet from the shower, powerful. Her nipples burned into his flesh, and she felt deep rushes of delight, while he crushed her in a kiss and their tongues slid from mouth to mouth. She felt light-headed, a stranger to herself, a different creature in this world of rain, flood and doom. There were no longer rules of politeness and respectability-only cock and cunt and aching animal hungers against the deaths they would probably die before morning.
May had never felt so sexual in all her life. Always before, there was tomorrow, what people would think, obligations. Now there was the final totality.
Her belly dug against his and she felt his young cock harden against her pants. Then it was gone as he dropped his head for that blessed moment of fire when he sucked her naked nipples.
"Oh, God, you have fantastic breasts," he gasped. "All the time I wanted-wanted-"
She didn't believe she could stand the ecstatic burst of sex feeling that possessed her as he bit and sucked her nipples. Her cunt flowed fiercely against the cut-off jeans and swelled and swelled in excited desire.
"Don… baby… you'll muh-make me come," she exulted as she dug her fingers into the sweet, firm flesh of his naked back. She felt a hot core of her womanhood opening up from her knees to her shoulders. Wild rushes of pleasure from her loved breasts made her grunt-"Ahhhhh, Jesus-"
"Oh, those tits, those tits-" he went. His hot tongue traced fire down one soft, full mound, groveled in her cleavage and rode up to the other as she whined in pleasure-distress and had to buck her loins in helpless fuck motions.
When May felt sexed up she could go to orgasm. She wanted the aching, rising pleasure-desire to lift into an explosion worthy of the end of the world. Reluctantly she pulled his head free of her breasts.
While he stood there trembling she slid to her knees, digging her wet, warm tongue into his firm young flesh. Down, down…
"OH, MAY!" She had taken his pulsing cock into her mouth. His prick was long, powerful as befitted her young blonde god. The knob of the sensitive cock-head almost filled her mouth. She pressed it firmly into the arch of the roof of her mouth and bobbed her head. His whole body quivered with the delight sex brought him.
"God, oh, God, May! Ahhhhhh. Alice says dirty-must never… Ahhh, ohhhh."Hehadto buck his loins as she had had to a moment before.
She loved the taste of meat in her mouth from his prick. The rigidity of it. The smooth skin so free over the stiff muscle. The taste of his pre-seminal fluid flowing from the dark prick hole as a promise of the male explosion to come.
She released his cock-head and allowed him to throb deliciously while she jacked him off, using her warm saliva as lubricant.
"Alice-almost ruined you-her repressions," she told him. Then she pulled him to the chaise lounge and slid on top of him in the 69 position, her mouth to his cock, his mouth to her cunt. She wiggled out of her cut-off jeans and nested her sex tight to his mouth.
"You m-mean-I can suck you?"
"Eat it," she commanded. "Dig your tongue in. Find my clit, Don. Drive me crazy. Ahhhhhhh."
She lay on top of her young lover in complete delight, slowly working her cunt against his eager mouth, feeling deep rushes of growing sex madness-ronic that it took a catastrophe to make her face her own powerful sex needs. All the years, through two husbands and lots of lonely times, she had tried to be dainty and restricted as a woman should. Her ex-husbands had still found her over-sexed. After that, she existed in Alice's polite, cosmetic world, dating men that the blonde attracted and discarded when they got too bold in their approaches. She'd always felt she needed Alice's moral strength to protect her from a disastrous promiscuity that would destroy her. The flood washed away that nonsense. Even Don whose presence had been a test of her will power was no longer a game figure but a rich fulfillment.
She toyed with his cock, teasing him a little, while she felt her inner, true womanhood flower. The rushing flood waters on both sides of the house, the drumming rain, the electric excitement in the air, the feel of the spray in this open, honest and elemental hour thrilled her to the core of her being.
She began to suck him now, gently massaging his full balls with one hand to create still more sex juice. She -rimmed the fluted cock head with her tongue and ate down his shaft with deliberate slowness feeling the increasing pleasure of his cock from his movements and his prick tension. This was one pleasure-crazed boy.
His tongue, his teeth, his mouth whipped her to a higher and higher plane of bitch heat. The core of her being glowed with white-hot joy and aching tension now.
"May, I've dreamed of this so much-wanted you-"
"You're a beautiful boy, driven crazy by your uptight mother, Don. You deserve to be fucked and sucked and loved to madness."
"Uh, ah, oh, it feels so good."
"Eat and enjoy!" She put a demand suck on his prick and heard him gasp and felt the big, powerful body surge up into the approach to a heavenly male sex explosion.
Not yet.
She pulled off his naked warmth to let his cock dry-throb its pleasure for a few moments. Faintly she heard Alice's pounding on the bathroom door and the querulous voice calling.
"May-she'll catch us." The young man still feared his mother.
"Stick your head in the window. She still thinks you're taking a shower.
Don did so, bawling out to Alice that he was still showering. Alice called some question and Don looked at May. May mouthed a word.
"She went to the garage, I think!" Don shouted through the shower towards the closed door in the bathroom.