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you say that.”
“Cunt,” he said, grinning.
“My cunt is all yours, big boy,” Trudy said and she lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide open, stretching her feet into the air in front of Kyle.
Kyle was up on his haunches in a second. A moment later and his slick, firm, eighteen-year-old penis was sliding into her smooth, wet cunt. She was so sensitive after all the orgasms she’d already had and the feeling of his wide, powerful young cock inside her was almost too much of a thrill to bear.
She looked up into his face. He looked like a man who’d crossed a desert and was just drinking his first sip of water after days of dying thirst. The ecstasy he was feeling was written all over him.
“Is this your first time?” she said.
He looked down at her and then she felt the pulse of his young cock ejaculating in the depths of her body. “Yes,” he cried out as he came. His hands tightened on her waist and he gasped and she looked into his deep, piercing eyes as his cock throbbed again and again with orgasm. She felt his jizz squirt up inside her and the knowledge that it was his very first time with a woman, that she had just stolen his virginity, thrilled her so much that she felt an orgasmic pulsing of her own. The strength of her orgasm surprised her. She hadn’t expected to come again, not so soon after coming all over Kyle’s face, but as he squirted his virgin cum into her pussy, she felt the delicious pleasure of contraction and spasm surge through her thighs and pussy and flow out through her entire body like signals being transmitted over an overloaded telegraph wire.
“Yes,” Kyle gasped, again and again as he orgasmed inside her hungry cunt.
She looked up at him and watched the expression on his face as all that pleasure flowed through him. That was the look that her husband had seen in her. That was the look he’d stolen, and now she was having revenge. She was the one stealing it now.
“You’re my first,” Kyle said and his voice cracked again. A few lone tears fell down over his cheek.
“Oh come here, my little baby,” Trudy said as she embraced him. “Come to mommy. Don’t cry. You can have me again and again and again, as much as you want. I’m all yours now, little puppy.”
X
B ECKY SPENT OVER AN HOUR on the balcony outside her mother’s bedroom, spying on Trudy Luxton’s house. She could see nothing at all. The backyard was empty. No one was by the pool. Kyle’s truck wasn’t parked out front but she hadn’t seen him enter the house. Maybe she was being paranoid. Maybe nothing was going on. She’d tried calling Kyle but it had gone to his voicemail. She hadn’t known what to say so she didn’t leave a message.
“Becky,” Ariel said from the bedroom where she was putting on her makeup, “Are you out there again?”
Becky came inside. She felt flustered, worried. She’d never had a boyfriend before and she wasn’t used to feeling this way. She wasn’t even sure what it was that was upsetting her. There was just something about the way Trudy had spoken to Kyle the other day, something about it told Becky that Trudy had intentions toward Kyle. And Becky didn’t like that, she didn’t like it one bit.
“I’m going to go out for a run, mom.”
“Since when did you take up running?” Ariel said from her dressing table.
“Since right now,” Becky said and walked through the room.
“Hey,” Ariel said. She got up and ran after Becky. “What’s gotten in to you? Something’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong, mom.”
“You’re acting funny.”
“I’m fine.”
“Did you have a fight with Kyle?”
That was just the thing, Becky thought. She wanted to have a fight with Kyle. She needed to have a fight with him. The problem was that she was too afraid to bring up the issue. She was afraid that a fight would make her lose him.
“No,” she said and sighed. “We didn’t have a fight.”
“Then what’s the matter? You know you can tell me
“Cunt,” he said, grinning.
“My cunt is all yours, big boy,” Trudy said and she lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide open, stretching her feet into the air in front of Kyle.
Kyle was up on his haunches in a second. A moment later and his slick, firm, eighteen-year-old penis was sliding into her smooth, wet cunt. She was so sensitive after all the orgasms she’d already had and the feeling of his wide, powerful young cock inside her was almost too much of a thrill to bear.
She looked up into his face. He looked like a man who’d crossed a desert and was just drinking his first sip of water after days of dying thirst. The ecstasy he was feeling was written all over him.
“Is this your first time?” she said.
He looked down at her and then she felt the pulse of his young cock ejaculating in the depths of her body. “Yes,” he cried out as he came. His hands tightened on her waist and he gasped and she looked into his deep, piercing eyes as his cock throbbed again and again with orgasm. She felt his jizz squirt up inside her and the knowledge that it was his very first time with a woman, that she had just stolen his virginity, thrilled her so much that she felt an orgasmic pulsing of her own. The strength of her orgasm surprised her. She hadn’t expected to come again, not so soon after coming all over Kyle’s face, but as he squirted his virgin cum into her pussy, she felt the delicious pleasure of contraction and spasm surge through her thighs and pussy and flow out through her entire body like signals being transmitted over an overloaded telegraph wire.
“Yes,” Kyle gasped, again and again as he orgasmed inside her hungry cunt.
She looked up at him and watched the expression on his face as all that pleasure flowed through him. That was the look that her husband had seen in her. That was the look he’d stolen, and now she was having revenge. She was the one stealing it now.
“You’re my first,” Kyle said and his voice cracked again. A few lone tears fell down over his cheek.
“Oh come here, my little baby,” Trudy said as she embraced him. “Come to mommy. Don’t cry. You can have me again and again and again, as much as you want. I’m all yours now, little puppy.”
X
B ECKY SPENT OVER AN HOUR on the balcony outside her mother’s bedroom, spying on Trudy Luxton’s house. She could see nothing at all. The backyard was empty. No one was by the pool. Kyle’s truck wasn’t parked out front but she hadn’t seen him enter the house. Maybe she was being paranoid. Maybe nothing was going on. She’d tried calling Kyle but it had gone to his voicemail. She hadn’t known what to say so she didn’t leave a message.
“Becky,” Ariel said from the bedroom where she was putting on her makeup, “Are you out there again?”
Becky came inside. She felt flustered, worried. She’d never had a boyfriend before and she wasn’t used to feeling this way. She wasn’t even sure what it was that was upsetting her. There was just something about the way Trudy had spoken to Kyle the other day, something about it told Becky that Trudy had intentions toward Kyle. And Becky didn’t like that, she didn’t like it one bit.
“I’m going to go out for a run, mom.”
“Since when did you take up running?” Ariel said from her dressing table.
“Since right now,” Becky said and walked through the room.
“Hey,” Ariel said. She got up and ran after Becky. “What’s gotten in to you? Something’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong, mom.”
“You’re acting funny.”
“I’m fine.”
“Did you have a fight with Kyle?”
That was just the thing, Becky thought. She wanted to have a fight with Kyle. She needed to have a fight with him. The problem was that she was too afraid to bring up the issue. She was afraid that a fight would make her lose him.
“No,” she said and sighed. “We didn’t have a fight.”
“Then what’s the matter? You know you can tell me
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