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The Paper Boy Part 4
The Paper Boy Part 4 It’s been a while since I wrote about my experiences as a paperboy and my coming of age with Mrs C. I haven’t thought about those stolen moments for many years, but as I was going to work this morning and noticed the paper being delivered to my neighbour’s house, I was transported in time to another distant memory. One day, I went to collect my money as usual and Mrs C had clearly been waiting for me. She was wearing a housecoat, invited me inside and quickly shut the door behind us. I smelled wine on her breath and very quickly tasted it as she kissed me long and hard and with her tongue snaking down my throat, I was quickly getting aroused. My 14 year old imagination could not keep up with her lustful advances. She was a little bit tipsy, but still very much in control. Instead of the bedroom, she led me into the living room and imagine my surprise when I saw another woman sitting on the sofa. Mrs C made the introductions and I met Celia, a woman about 30 years old with shoulder length blond hair, curvy body and a healthy pair of tits jutting out proudly in front of her. Celia had apparently been divorced for about 6 months (not as common back then as it seems to be these days) and Mrs C very boldly told me that she hadn’t had sex since before her divorce. She had been telling Celia about me apparently and indicated that I was a very good student and perhaps it was time to share me. I was stunned by this turn of events and must have blushed very brightly. I didn’t know what to say or do. Celia patted the couch beside her and asked me to sit down. I was getting an erection and was still embarrassed enough to try to conceal it. I was still shy about my pubescent body and the reactions that were caused by these two very attractive ladies. I sat down and Celia took a sip of her wine (she was also a little tipsy as it turned out) and she asked me if she could kiss me. I took my cue and leaned over and kissed her full on the lips and immediately felt her<b> tongue inside </font></b>my mouth trying to tease my tonsils. I felt her arm go around my shoulders and pull me into her and it seemed like she was trying to swallow me completely through her kisses. Without warning, Celia stood up, took my hand and led me to Mrs C’s bedroom. Clearly something had been worked out between them before I got there as Mrs C left us alone. Celia was aggressive and turned to me and as she started kissing me again, I felt both her arms around me moving up and down my back and then lower, grabbing my ass and pulling me into her. My erection was rock hard by now and I felt her rubbing herself against my hard on. I started to dry hump her back and found my hands on her ass pulling her into me and squeezing her buns – they were tight and hard. She groaned, moved her hands up and grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her mouth tightly. Her tongue was moving faster and she moaned a little more. I realized what was happening and humped her a little harder – squeezing her ass and pulling her into me in time to my movements. All of a sudden, she threw her head back and moaned loudly and I felt her body shudder against mine. She recovered very quickly and started taking my clothes off. Soon, I was naked and she was on her knees in front of me licking and swallowing my rock-hard cock ravenously. I grabbed the back of her head as I thrust in and out of her willing mouth and before long, I shot my load deep inside her throat. She swallowed it all and then slowly stood up. I wanted more and so I practically ripped off her dress, her bra and panties with her help. She lay on the bed and I lay beside her. She whispered that Mrs C told her that I was good at eating pussy and asked me to show her what I’d learned. She told me that no one had ever done that to her and she was curious about how it felt. Of course I was very pleased to oblige. I moved down the bed and gently parted her legs, stroking her thighs while I was moving. I leaned in and inhaled her scent. She was so wet that she was dribbling down between her legs and there was a trail of her juices going downwards to her asshole. I was turned on immensely and began to slowly lick the inside of her thighs, making my way to her pussy. I moved one had up and inserted two fingers inside her like I’d been taught. I found her clit with my tongue and moving her hood aside, I began licking and kissing and sucking her clit while my fingers moved in and out of her wet pussy. I felt her grab onto the back of my head and pull my face into her and I could feel her hips gyrating to meet my tongue. She grabbed my hair tightly and began to hump my face seriously. I took my cue from her and began moving my fingers in and out, faster and faster as my tongue made circles around her clit, moving it, teasing it and finally flicking it up and down. Faster and harder my fingers probed her honey pot and her hips thrust into my mouth hard. Without warning, she gripped my hair tightly, held my head still as her hips thrust once really hard into my mouth, then I felt her shudder from deep within her core as she moaned really loudly. I kept moving my fingers in and out and kept up the work with my tongue while she shuddered, stopped and then shuddered again. Then she let go of my hair and went completely limp on the bed, apparently drained. I moved up beside her on the bed and began stroking her body, moving up from her pussy, slowly across her stomach to her magnificent tits. I stroked her erect nipples and kissed each of them in turn. She came back to earth and realized what I was doing and she quickly sat up and then straddled me with one arm on the bed on each side of me. Her tits were hanging temptingly in front of my face; her nipples hard and erect. She looked into my eyes, leaned down and kissed me passionately, then moved down and engulfed my cock (hard once again) with her soft, wet pussy. As she started riding me slowly, she whispered that Mrs C was right, I had been a very good student. She asked if I would start delivering the paper to her house as well and if I did, then she would make sure I got paid every two weeks. My mind was reeling with all of the sex and the feeling of my cock inside her. Of course I agreed and started to thrust into her. I held onto her hips as we started moving together. I moved my hands up and started to caress her swinging orbs as she started bouncing a little harder on my rampant cock. Of course, my 14 year old body was still not under my control and I shot my load into her in very short order and as I was pumping into her, I noticed that Mrs C was standing in the doorway, her housecoat undone and her fingers moving in and out of her pussy. How long had she been there and what had she seen? I didn’t know and right then didn’t really care as Celia started yet another orgasm and spilled her juices all over my cock and my balls. Mrs C came shortly after that and then very quickly told me that I had to get dressed as her husband was due home at any minute. As I dressed, Celia wrote her address on a piece of paper and gave it to me and told me to start delivering the paper as soon as it could be arranged. Mrs C walked me to the door and thanked me so much for looking after Celia and proving that I was a good student. She seemed proud of her work and gave me a long, hard kiss before opening the door for me. |
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