The hippie helps Steve celebrate his birthday; Danielle makes her move
Monday, August 8. “Dude, I had Donna all scared that I was gonna stick it in her ass!” Aaron reports gleefully to J.J. as the two studs prepare for their Monday morning workout session. “Dude, you should have done it! Did you at least rim her?” J.J. asks. “Rim her?” Aaron repeats, giving his cousin a quizzical look. “Yeah, dude…tongue her ass…” the older stud explains. “You mean eat her ass out? Dude, that’s gross!” Aaron exclaims in response. “Do you want to fuck her up the ass, dude?” J.J. now asks his cousin. “Yeah, I do…I think it would be pretty hot!” Aaron replies. “Then you gotta get her ass primed for fucking, just like her pussy…do you like eating pussy, dude?“ J.J. asks. “Dude, I fucking love eating pussy!” Aaron agrees enthusiastically. “Yeah, but remember when you didn’t? It’s the same thing with rimming a chick. Just think about how good it’ll be fucking her up the ass and then just stick your tongue there…in the heat of the moment you won’t think it’s gross and after you do it a few times you’ll start to like it,” J.J., speaking with the voice of experience, advises his cousin. Turning to their workout, both studs continue to build the young, strong bodies that are bringing so much pleasure to so many married chicks; J.J. is now benching 170 pounds and building his biceps with 40 pound dumbbells, while Aaron benches 140 and works his biceps with 30 pounders…
“Sixty loads, dude! Sixty!” J.J. proudly announces his total ejaculations for last week, as the two studs hang out in his driveway after their workout. “You’re the man, dude!” Aaron congratulates him as the two exchange a fist bump. “What about you, dude? How many times did you cum?” the older stud now asks his cousin. “It was more than 50, dude…probably like 55, 56,” Aaron replies. “I’m fucking proud of you, dude!” J.J. congratulates the younger stud; both of them have slightly underestimated their number of orgasms for last week, but with their tools spurting so many times, it was easy to lose count. The two are swapping stories of their sexual exploits from last week when they notice a big red SUV approaching from up the road; it slows down and its turn signal starts to blink as it nears them. The vehicle pulls into the driveway, parks at the very end and the driver’s door opens. Danielle gets out and starts walking up the driveway towards the two bare chested studs. Her pace is unhurried and she twirls her keys in her hand, putting her usual tantalizing bounce into every step. The two studs look at each other with anticipation; the 42 year old blonde MILF with the pixie cut is dressed in a striking, tight fitting red dress and red stiletto pumps. A pair of designer shades lend her an aura of mystery; although it’s hard for the studs to see exactly where her eyes are resting, she apparently keeps them riveted on J.J. as she draws closer.
“Hi, J.J.!” she greets the stud cheerfully, gazing at him enigmatically through her dark lenses. “Hey, Danielle…what’s up?” the teen replies, trying to adopt as casual a tone as he can. “I haven’t seen you in forever…I’ve been so busy!” the MILF replies in an apologetic tone. “It’s all good,” J.J. responds, knowing that the MILF has kept herself busy fucking as many of Valley Vista’s football players as she can. “I feel so bad!” she purrs in a mournful voice, her face settling into a pretty little pout. “No worries, Danielle…” J.J. replies reassuringly. Aaron has by now moved off slightly to the side, the better to observe the scene, and he can’t help but notice that Danielle still hasn’t acknowledged his presence with even so much as a glance or a nod; she’s focused completely on J.J. with laser like intensity. “So, whatchya doin’ Friday night? You wanna go see that new movie?” the MILF now asks, slipping a bare foot in and out of one of her high heeled pumps. Witnessing the scene unfold, watching the delectable foot, with its red painted toenails, sliding slowly, sensually, in and out of the sexy stiletto pump, Aaron can feel his dick harden rapidly; the fact that Danielle is so studiously ignoring him somehow excites him even more. “Yeah, that would be cool…what time were you thinking?” J.J. replies, readily accepting the movie invitation; he can hardly believe that after nearly a year of waiting, he’s finally going to get his chance to date the elusive MILF. “Let’s go to the late showing…I’ll find out the exact time and let you know!” Danielle replies with a smile. “Cool!” J.J. responds, flashing his braces in a boyish grin. “Well, I better get to work,” the MILF now announces, turning to leave. She pauses briefly and finally turns to Aaron, almost as an afterthought. “I guess you’ll be over tomorrow to do my lawn, Aaron?” she asks, pulling her shades down and peering at the younger stud over the top of them. “Yeah…sure…” the stud replies, his erect pecker noticeably straining at his jean shorts. Danielle turns back to look at J.J., gives him a smile and a little goodbye wave and then starts her way back down the driveway. The two studs watch her hips sway rhythmically, her ass bouncing with every step; she seems to be putting even more of a swing into her gait than usual, already savoring what she knows will be her next sexual conquest. “I’m getting a piece of that Friday night, dude!” J.J. boasts to his cousin as both pairs of eyes devour the bouncing, swaying ass receding further down the driveway; the obvious object of the MILF’s sexual desire, J.J. has an even more intense erection than his cousin, with every vein in his stiffened shaft pulsing and throbbing with seismic intensity. Danielle climbs back into her SUV, starts the engine and after giving the two teens a final wave, backs out of the driveway. “Dude, I fucking want that!” Aaron exclaims as the two studs watch the vehicle disappear down the road; the days when Aaron thought of Danielle as just some weird older chick are long gone. “Too bad you gotta wait another year,” J.J. reminds his cousin. “I’ll let you know how good she is, though…” the older stud adds, unable to resist giving his cousin a gentle ribbing. “Thanks a lot, dude!” Aaron replies, his voice dripping with sarcastic appreciation…
As always, Aaron starts off the week getting head from Jo Anne in her kitchen. The stud lets out a little groan of pleasure; Jo Anne takes his dick out of her mouth and looks up at him. “Aren’t you going to put your hand on my head?” she asks the stud; absentmindedly, the teen has been keeping his hands at his sides, rather than pushing the MILF’s head down on his dick like he usually does. “Yeah, sure,” Aaron readily agrees, pleasantly surprised by the request. The MILF takes the stud’s tool back in her mouth; Aaron places his hand on the back of her head and starts pushing down firmly. With the stud applying steady pressure, the MILF’s lips slide their way down the length of his stiffened shaft, making more and more of the rigid flesh disappear until finally she kisses the base of his tool. The stud lets out a gasp of pleasure and grinds the drooling, gagging MILF down on his swollen pecker. “Oh, yeah! Suck it!” the stud groans. He lifts his hand and lets her come up for some air. “I love it! I love it when a man takes control and dominates me…just like you did last time when we were fucking!” she tells him, referring to the doggy style pounding that he gave her last week. Eagerly, she takes the stud’s dick in her mouth again and Aaron again pushes her head down. After prolonged fellatio, the stud can finally feel the first twinges deep within his balls. Normally, he will warn the MILF that he’s about to cum so that she can get in position and let him blast his load in her face or on her tits. But not today. What the fuck? he thinks to himself, his face breaking into a malicious little grin as he eagerly contemplates what he’s about to do; he hasn’t planned it, but the opportunity is just too good to pass up.
Letting out another groan, the stud pushes down firmly on the MILF’s head just as he feels his balls spasm violently, followed by the tidal surge of his nut scum. He can feel Jo Anne, with a muffled little cry of alarm, try to pull her head back as she realizes what’s happening; as her eyes open wide in shock, the stud firmly clamps her head down on his dick. With the full length of his tool engulfed in her mouth, the teen throws his head back and lets out a deep groan. “Oh fuck! Oh yeah!” he gasps loudly, as his tool blasts its first, thick, slimy jet of sperm past Jo Anne’s gag reflex and hurtles it directly down her throat. Reflexively, the helpless MILF reaches out and grabs the stud’s bare, hairy ass cheeks with her hands; she no longer tries to pull her head back, but she lets out muffled little gagging sounds as the stud’s tool continues to spurt, over and over again. “Oh fuckin’ yeah!” the stud now cries out in a taunting voice; not only is he experiencing one of his most intense orgasms ever, but he’s savoring the feeling of vengeful triumph, finally making the MILF pay for wasting so much of his cum. Her eyes now watering, Jo Anne lets her hands drop helplessly to her side, passively letting her teen stud fully expend his orgasm in her mouth. Finally, with the last few feeble spurts of his ejaculation filling the MILF’s mouth with cum, the stud relaxes his hold and then pulls his hand away once his tool finally stops belching. She’s gonna be so fucking pissed! But it was worth it! the stud thinks to himself, bracing himself for the MILF’s fury. Gasping for breath, with a blend of drool and sperm cascading from her mouth and splattering the floor, a loudly sputtering Jo Anne tries to compose herself. “Oh my god!” she’s finally able to gasp, some more drool spilling out of her mouth as she breaks into a coughing fit. “How’d you like that?” the stud asks in a taunting voice; she’s probably going to throw me out anyway, so might as well make her feel like the cheap, worthless slut that she is! the stud reasons to himself. “Oh my god! I loved it! I’ve been waiting for you to do that!” Jo Anne is finally able to reply in a hoarse, breathless voice, blinking her watery eyes and wiping stray cum off her chin with her fingers. “Really? You wanted me to do that?” the amazed teen now asks. “Oh my god! YES!” the MILF replies emphatically as she finally starts to catch her breath and recover her voice. Aaron isn’t sure what to think now; she told me she hates to swallow and now she’s all happy when I forced her head down on my dick and shot my load down her throat…chicks are so fucking weird! the stud thinks to himself as Jo Anne uses the tip of her tongue to catch one last drop of cum oozing from his dick…
“Happy birthday to you…happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, Steve, baby…happy birthday to you!” Kerri sings to the redheaded football stud’s stiffly erect penis, throbbing just inches away from her face. It’s Steve’s 16th birthday and after morning football practice, he’s standing in the hippie’s living room, with her down on her knees in front of him, giving him the gift of head. “Holy shit!” the stud groans, as the hippie gleefully alternates between singing, licking and sucking. “I feel lucky…I feel lucky!” the hippie croons happily, sliding the stud’s cock in and out of her mouth. “It’s my birthday…why do you feel lucky?” the puzzled stud asks. “Because you’re going to give me such a big, awesome, groovy load!” the hippie replies enthusiastically, giving the stud’s nut pouch a loving squeeze. She takes the stud’s musky ball sack in her mouth, working it intensely with her tongue, stimulating his nuts into overdrive as they maximize their production of the redhead’s genetic slime. “Sixteen today! Far out!” the hippie exclaims happily after subjecting the groaning stud to an extended stint of ball sucking.
“One!” she now calls out; keeping a firm hand on the stud’s balls, she takes her tongue and slides it up from the base of the stud’s shaft, giving his cock the first of 16 celebratory licks. Her skilled tongue works its way up the length of the stud’s rigid tool, slowly, lovingly; the hippie savors every swollen inch, delighting in the feel of the throbbing bluish veins, pulsing just beneath the surface of the stiffened alabaster flesh. Reaching the thick, bulbous head, she gives the slit a teasing flick with the tip of her tongue, letting out a naughty little giggle as the stud groans with pleasure. “Oh, fuck!” he exclaims; he’s just been subjected to some of the most intense mouth love he’s ever experienced, and it’s only just beginning! “Two!” the hippie calls out, again slowly running her tongue all the way up the length of the stud’s fuck stick. Again and again, counting off the numbers loudly, the hippie repeats the process, delighting in the carnal torment that she’s inflicting on the loudly vocal stud…“Five!” Once again, her tongue runs the length of the stud’s pecker, caressing the veiny, throbbing, stiffened flesh; now, she breaks off her count for a moment, taking the stud’s ball sack in her mouth and working it with her lips and tongue as the redheaded teen lets out loud gasps and grunts of pleasure. “Mmmm…you have such a groovy dick, baby…!” the hippie purrs, gazing lovingly at the stud’s tortured, pulsating love worm, before giving it another, long, loving, tantalizing lick.
“Six!”…precum is now flowing steadily from the stud’s penile slit, providing the hippie with an oily carnal treat; using her tongue, she spreads the teen’s love oil up and down the length of his rigid shaft…”Seven!”…”Eight!” “Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!” the stud gasps again as he can feel the load swelling in his balls, the slimy mass of genetic sludge that is rapidly increasing in volume with every long, slow, upward slide of the hippie’s well practiced tongue. “Ten!” the hippie again takes the stud’s balls in her mouth; the freckle faced stud throws his head back and lets out a deep, gasp of pleasure as he feels his balls swell even further. With her mouth, the hippie can feel the stud’s nut pouch expanding too; after more extended ball sucking she pulls her mouth away and gives the stud’s ball pouch another little squeeze. “Oh, baby! You’re going to give me such a big, groovy load!” she enthuses.
“Eleven!” the hippie is now shouting out the numbers…reaching the tip of the stud’s dick, she pauses. “You better not cum yet, baby! You gotta hold out until we get to 16!” she advises the stud with a giggle. “Oh, fuck…!” the stud groans; between the preliminary sing-and-suck and the 16 licks that the hippie is delivering, the stud is now on the precipice of orgasm and he knows that he can’t hold out much longer. For her part, the hippie is becoming more and more aroused; wearing only a pair of thong panties, the nipples of her perky little tits are rock hard and she can feel her love juices flowing freely far below. “Twelve!” As she slides her tongue up the stud’s shaft yet again and keeps a firm grip on his nut pouch with one hand, she slides her other hand into her thong; slipping a finger into her pussy, she pulls it back out, coated with her delectable love honey. She now hesitates; she longs to get to her feet, grab the redheaded, freckle faced stud by the hand and drag him to her bed, spread her legs wide and take him deep in her pussy. The temptation is strong, but she restrains herself; she doesn’t want to run the risk of conceiving a redheaded baby, and besides, the stud wouldn’t last thirty seconds inside her anyway at this point. She puts her mouth back to work; each sweep of her tongue increases the pressure in the stud’s balls; he’s now groaning almost non-stop as he feels himself edging closer and closer to release. “Fifteen!” the hippie calls out…once again, she turns her attention to the stud’s musky nut pouch; she gives it several licks with her tongue, delighting in its sperm swollen heaviness. “Mmmm…baby! So much of that groovy, funky sperm in there! Redheaded Steve sperm!” the hippie purrs in a lustful voice, relishing the thought of all the ginger DNA that’s going to be scattered all over her living room in mere moments. ”Oh,shit!” the stud gasps in a breathless, almost whimpering voice; his bloated, pressurized balls are now swollen almost to bursting and he longs for release.
“Sixteen!” the hippie calls out; another upward slide of the tongue…”And one for good luck!” As if on cue, the stud feels the first, preliminary spasm deep within his distended balls as the hippie’s tongue makes its final good luck slide up the length of his shaft. “Happy birthday, Steve, baby!” the hippie purrs sweetly, giving the precum oozing slit of his tool a loving kiss; with a firm grip, she now starts yanking him off vigorously while singing…”Happy birthday to you…happy birthday to you…happy birthday, Steve, baby…happy birthday to you…!” “Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!!!” the stud yells as his balls explode violently, propelling the first thick, slimy glob of his genetic goo out of his penile slit; he roars out a loud, primal, orgasmic cry as the clump of DNA cells leaps high into the air. The hippie is caught off guard by the suddenness and violence of the stud’s orgasm, she quickly opens her mouth, but it’s already too late. The first thick jet of Steve’s man sludge flies past her head and lands with a splat on her sofa. Gasping loudly, the stud grabs his convulsively spurting dick with his hand and aims it at the hippie’s mouth, but even this goes comically awry. Instead of holding still to receive his load, the hippie cheers on her orgasming stud; “Right on! Right on, baby!” she yelps and is rewarded with a huge glob of sperm, the stud’s second spurt, that smacks her square in the forehead. This causes her to dissolve into a fit of helpless laughter; the stud blasts her in the face with two more spurts of cum. Finally, starting to compose herself, the hippie tries to hold her mouth open again while suppressing her giggling, but the birthday blow job session dissolves into a messy, slimy spectacle of redheaded DNA flying in every direction. The hippie’s face, perky titties and glasses are coated with sperm and big globs of nut sludge end up in her hair. The force and volume of the stud’s spurts gradually decrease, but just as it seems that his ejaculation has finally spent itself, one last, forceful jet of ball slime comes leaping out, prompting an excited little squeal from the sperm splattered hippie. The stud lets out a deep, almost agonized groan; one final glob of sperm comes oozing out of his tool and drops with a splat on the floor…
The hippie scurries around her living room, trying to clean up in the wake of Steve’s departure and before Aaron gets there. She had swallowed what little cum she was able to catch in her mouth and wiped globs of sperm off her face with her hands, licking her fingers and glasses clean, but redheaded nut sludge is scattered everywhere. An herbalist magazine on her coffee table is so splattered with DNA that she has to pitch it in the garbage. One thing she doesn’t clean up is the huge glob of cum on the sofa. Already splattered with enough of J.J. and Aaron’s seed to open a sperm bank, the hippie proudly allows Steve’s ball scum to soak into the fabric; bleaching the dark material, it will create a large, eye catching stain that will cause the hippie to giggle every time she looks at it, a constant reminder of how she helped her redheaded stud celebrate his 16th birthday…
“Right on, baby! Right on!” Kerri cries out as a groaning Aaron ejaculates deep into her pussy. With his first load of the day swimming in Jo Anne’s belly, the stud is now determined to impregnate the still fertile hippie, if she isn’t knocked up already. They avoid the sofa, splattered as it is with redheaded sperm and take the action directly to the bedroom. Alternating between merciless doggy style hammering and mattress thumping mish that makes the bed creak and groan with the strain, Aaron blasts 6 loads of his ball sludge into the hippie’s love box; every extra sperm cell increases the probability that the hippie will be able to present Milo with their long awaited baby 9 months from now…
The hippie grabs a few hours of rest after fucking Aaron, then early that evening J.J. arrives to pump her full of more teenage DNA. She usually doesn’t fuck her two studs back to back in a single day, but all three of them agree on one final, all out effort before her window of fertility closes for the month. Just as determined as his younger cousin to father the hippie’s baby, the older stud smashes her into one screaming orgasm after another, until finally, uttering a deep, visceral groan, he achieves his own climax, his tool spurting again and again, flinging thick globs of ball snot into the hippie’s well pounded babymaker. J.J.’s trashing genetic carriers will compete with his cousin’s as they blindly seek out the one precious egg that must be fertilized…
“It’s, like, so groovy renting this house! When me and Milo, like, had our first apartment, the landlady lived upstairs and she would, like, bang on our ceiling anytime we made any kind of noise. I, like, couldn’t even have sex!” the hippie reminisces as she cuddles in bed with J.J. after their frenzied copulation. “So when you and Milo were getting it on, she’d bang on the ceiling?” a bewildered J.J. asks. “Me and Milo or me and, like, whoever…” the hippie replies with a giggle, remembering the indiscriminate heyday of her sex life, just a few short years ago. “I was really, like, making the scene…I don’t even remember how many guys there were! She was probably just mad at how many guys were in and out of our apartment!” “Cool!” J.J. exclaims approvingly. “And Milo was, like, so cool about it! He even hooked me up with a bunch of his friends!” the hippie continues, smiling fondly as the memories come flooding back. “Milo sounds like such a cool dude,” J.J. opines, grateful for the absent Milo’s generosity with his wife’s pussy. “And he thinks that you and Aaron are, like, so cool, too! We’re already talking about naming the baby Jay Aaron or Aaron Jay, something like that,” the hippie replies, beaming an affectionate smile at her teenage stud. “What if it’s a girl?” J.J. asks. “We haven’t really thought about that…I’m getting, like, such strong vibes that it’s going to be a boy…just the way you and Aaron take me there!” the hippie replies. “Oh, and Milo says hi! To you and Aaron! He’s living on a commune now, in Nicaragua. He’s going to, like, stay there at least until next spring…” the hippie continues, giving the stud an update on the whereabouts of her peripatetic husband. “Milo is such an awesome dude…you know we can’t let him down!” J.J. now tells the hippie as he feels his dick stiffening into a fresh erection. “Yeah, we gotta, like, do this for Milo!” the hippie agrees with a giggle, obligingly getting on her back and spreading her legs wide as the stud gets into position on top of her. Soon, her feet will be bobbing rhythmically in the air again, absorbing one hammer like thrust after another, as a grunting, sweating J.J.’s bare, hairy ass pistons up and down, plumbing the depths of her saturated love box. The stud will splatter 8 loads of his nut scum into the hippie’s pussy tonight, as the two do their best to make Milo’s dream come true; for her part the hippie is proud that she’s extracted 15 loads of teenage sperm from 3 different sets of balls today…not bad for a Monday!
Steve wraps up his memorable 16th birthday deep inside the pussy of his 21 year old blonde girlfriend Olivia. Olivia is a college girl and sorority sister, strikingly beautiful and breathtakingly stupid; at 5’5 her d-cup tits make her delightfully topheavy and only add to the aura of the big titted, dumb blonde that she epitomizes. His carnal appetite whetted by the mind blowing birthday head that he received from the hippie, the muscular football stud pounds Olivia with a vengeance, emptying his balls into her 10 times that night; the blonde sorority bimbo will lament that she has trouble walking for the next couple of days…
Tuesday, August 9. “Oh, you bet I remember that!” Catie assures J.J. and Aaron with a giggle as they reminisce about the antics of the two teens in the Valley Vista school library when she worked there. The trio are having lunch at a taco joint in the City, just down the street from the municipal library where the petite brunette now works. Catie sits sandwiched between the two teens, dressed in typical demure fashion for work, wearing a white blouse, dark skirt, dark hose and black flats, but she’s made sure to unbutton an extra button on her blouse, treating the studs to a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. “Yo, dude, Catie’s got a big job…a two man job!” Aaron now informs his cousin. “What is it, dude? Something you can’t handle by yourself?” J.J. asks, good naturedly taunting the younger stud. “Oh, it’s not that…Aaron is good…very good! It’s just that sometimes you’ve just got to bring in some extra equipment to get the job done…” the librarian explains, just a hint of a sly smile on her face. “What kind of job is it?” J.J. now asks. “She needs to have some holes filled, dude…” Aaron interjects, prompting a look of wide, open mouthed shock and a sharp smack on the arm from Catie. “Dude, you mean you can’t even fill a hole?” J.J. asks his cousin in a tone of derisive disbelief, as a look of mock embarrassment suffuses Catie’s face. “Dude, I’m just one guy and I’ve just got one tool…” Aaron replies. “That’s right…Aaron is very good at filling holes, but he can only fill one at a time…and…I’ve got more than one that needs to be filled…” Catie interjects, finally playing along and somehow managing to keep a straight face as she inserts herself back into the conversation. She bites her lower lip and gives J.J. a beseeching look; surely Aaron’s older cousin can help her with her plight! “Yeah, but the dude knows what he’s doing…can’t he fill them one at a time?” J.J. now asks. “Oh, sure he can…but I just think it’ll have more of an impact if I get two of them filled at the same time…” Catie explains. “Yeah, I think I can help with that…I’ve got just the right tool for that…” J.J. replies. “Oh, I know you do!” Catie agrees, beaming the stud a big smile. “Well, I’ve got to get back to work!” she now announces, taking her leave of the two teens. The studs remain seated for a few more minutes; they still have to finish their lunch, but even more importantly, they need time to let their erections subside. J.J. had been skeptical about Aaron’s stories of just how horny the demure librarian really is; now he acknowledges that his cousin hasn’t exaggerated at all. It takes many minutes before the penises of the two studs deflate enough that they can stand up without noticeable, raging boners. For her part, Catie hasn’t emerged unscathed from the encounter either; her thong panties are thoroughly soaked with her love juices and she won’t find it easy to keep her mind on work this afternoon. She and J.J. have exchanged phone numbers; while she’s looking forward to her threesome with both cousins, she doubts that she’ll be able to resist arranging a one-on-one encounter with J.J. first…
Buried balls deep inside Donna, J.J. hammers the airheaded blonde MILF mercilessly. Her legs spread wide, feet pointed at the ceiling, the blonde is loudly vocal in her enjoyment of the pussy pounding that she’s being subjected to. “Oh, yes! Yes! Oh my god! Oh, Aaron baby!” the MILF shrieks in ecstasy as a profusely sweating J.J. thumps her into a string of multiple orgasms. “I’m not Aaron….” the stud grunts as he slams home another thrust. ”Oh, J.J. baby! I’m sorry!” a mortified Donna gasps in reply, looking up into her stud’s eyes and reaching up to lovingly caress his face even as he continues to pound her pussy with deep, steady thrusts. Her embarrassment is only momentary, however, and she starts to giggle at her faux pas. Caught off guard at first by hearing the MILF scream Aaron’s name, the stud actually finds himself strangely turned on by the experience; his younger cousin literally fucked the blonde’s brains out and J.J. can’t help but feel proud of him for doing it. Further goaded by the emptyheaded blonde’s giggling, the stud slams himself into her even harder as he imagines just how wild the sex between her and Aaron must have been…
A bare chested, sweat soaked Aaron stands in Danielle’s driveway, pausing for a moment after mowing her lawn. He grabs a bottle of water and takes a swig; after he cools off a little bit, he’ll get the weed whacker from the garage and finish his work for the day. He reflects on how his arrangement with Danielle is the weirdest of all his summertime work projects; he hasn’t seen her in the past month except for when she talked to him and J.J. yesterday. And he’s never seen her husband at all, not even briefly. Knowing that she can trust the teen stud, Danielle’s given him the security code to get into her garage so that he can access the mower and other equipment and leaves him his payment for services in an envelope. Aaron hasn’t had the opportunity to seduce her because he quite simply never sees her. Not that it would matter. As J.J. has pointedly reminded him, he’s too young for her. That sucks! the 15 year old stud thinks to himself as he remembers how hot the quirky blonde MILF looked yesterday in her tight fitting dress and high heels. She was so fucking hot for J.J.! the stud reflects, thinking about how his lucky cousin will soon be buried balls deep in the MILF. Still, he’s not jealous of J.J. He can tell how good Danielle is in bed just by looking at her and he hopes that J.J. thoroughly enjoys the 42 year old MILF’s well toned body when they finally fuck on Friday night. He’s still frustrated, though. Another year before I can get a piece of that! he thinks. He’s just about to walk back into the garage when Danielle’s SUV pulls into the driveway. The stud is startled by her sudden appearance.
The MILF gets out of her vehicle and walks towards him with a friendly smile and a little wave and Aaron can already feel his pecker starting to respond to her charms. She’s wearing a low cut white dress with a pair of matching open toe white heels; the gym rat MILF is proud of her fit, trim body and only too happy to show it off. Besides flaunting her ample cleavage, her dress is also daringly short; Aaron’s appraising eye notes that her thighs are a little fleshy, as one would expect from a woman her age, but exceptionally well toned. “Hi, Aaron! I usually don’t get to see you!” she announces cheerfully as she draws closer to the stud; unlike her studied indifference to him yesterday in J.J.’s driveway, the MILF is radiating warmth towards him today. “Yeah, I know! Did you get out of work early today?” a genuinely curious Aaron asks. “Actually, I had the day off…I’m just getting back from a lunch date!” the MILF replies cheerfully. Pretty long lunch…it’s 3 o’clock now, Aaron smirks to himself. If he had learned that the date had involved a handsome 17 year old football player and reached its climax in the back seat of the SUV in a secluded corner of Prospect Point Park, it wouldn’t have surprised him one bit. “I’m just about finished…just have to use the weed whacker,” Aaron informs her. “Oh, take your time…no hurry!” Danielle replies, checking her cell phone as Aaron takes another swig of water. I hope J.J. fucks the shit out of her! the stud thinks to himself as he scopes out the MILF’s shapely body. “So, Aaron…when is your birthday…?” Danielle suddenly asks, looking up briefly from her phone. “In October…I’ll be 16…” the stud replies, somewhat surprised by the question. Seemingly absorbed with her phone, the MILF taps out a text message without replying to the stud; her phone quickly pings in response and she giggles when she reads the incoming message. “Mmmm…October?...that’s close enough…” the MILF suddenly murmurs after a long silence. “Are you busy Friday night? Do you want to go to dinner…?” she now asks, finally looking up from her phone. Aaron’s eyes immediately light up with boyish excitement, but he tries to play it cool. “Yeah…I guess we could do that…” he replies in a nonchalant tone. “Cool!…I’ll pick you up right after work…we can go to QwikBurger before I go to the movies with J.J.!” the MILF now proposes. “Yeah, that sounds cool…” Aaron replies, still in a flat, noncommittal tone, secretly thrilled at his sudden change in fortune. “Just don’t tell J.J. that we’re doing this…I don’t want him getting jealous!” the MILF cautions the stud. “Don’t worry! I won’t say anything!” the teen agrees readily; he sure as fuck doesn’t want J.J. knowing that he’s getting a date with Danielle so easily after the older stud had to wait almost a year! Suddenly, the realization fully hits him; I’m going to get laid! he realizes, knowing that a date with the quirky MILF invariably ends up in her bedroom. While excited about Friday night, Aaron does feels a slight twinge of guilt; usually the cousins have no secrets from each other, and here he is, for the second time in a week, deceiving J.J. He quickly rationalizes both scenarios; punching holes in the condoms allowed J.J. to deposit his sperm into Jen and now, Aaron will be warming Danielle up for his cousin on Friday night. His relatively brief encounter with the MILF will only whet her appetite for the all night long fuck session that she’ll have with J.J….
“Wow…dude must have really fucked you good…calling out his name when I’m banging you!” J.J. good naturedly admonishes Donna as they cuddle together after sex. “Oh, J.J., baby! I’m so sorry! You know I love you!” the blonde apologizes again, snuggling up against him even closer and giving him a peck on the cheek. “He was good, though…real good!” she adds, with a giggle. “But I’m mad at you, anyway!” she suddenly exclaims, giving the stud a sharp smack on the arm. “Mad at me? Why?” a puzzled J.J. now asks. “You told me that he was some innocent little virgin!” the blonde replies indignantly. “How do you know he wasn’t? That was his first time!” J.J. replies, trying to string the slow witted blonde along, but Donna isn’t falling for it. “First time, my ass! The way he fucks and the way he eats pussy! That kid is a stud!” the blonde replies. “I don’t know…dude told me that he was still a virgin…” J.J. replies, shrugging his shoulders. The blonde and her teen stud fuck twice more before J.J. has to leave; the MILF orgasms numerous times, but at least she doesn’t scream out Aaron’s name again...