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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
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Subject: {ASSM} Teenage Stud - VII (m/f, i/r, n/c)
Date: Sat, 12 Jan 2002 22:10:02 -0500
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                   Teenage Stud - VII (m/f, i/r, n/c)
                                   by
                              Black Demon

                _______________________________________
                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
                 _______________________________________

A tinge of nervousness coursed throughout her entire body at
being near this handsome young man, a feeling that upset her
terribly.  Melanie Haverly could not understand why this young
man affected her so, especially viewing the fact that he was so
much younger than her, a full twenty-two years younger than her.
Mark Fuller was a mere sixteen years of age, the same age as her
daughter Cathy.  Worst of all, Mark was Cathy's steady boyfriend,
yet his masculinity had Melanie swooning whenever the young man
was nearby.

Happily married to Tom Haverly for twenty-three years now, never
having thoughts of another man, Melanie was beside herself at the
feelings being stirred within her body.  Now this handsome young
teen had her feeling like a young teeny bopper again and she
could not think straight whenever he was over visiting with
Cathy.  Unconsciously, whenever Cathy advised that Mark would be
coming over, Melanie made sure to have her long silky chestnut
hair combed and in place and even changed her clothing.  She
would put on a nice blouse and shorts or short summer dress,
rather than just her regular lounging clothing that she would
wear around the house.

The effect that he had upon his girl friend's beautiful mother
had not gone unnoticed by the young and horny Mark Fuller.  Being
the back-up quarterback on the high school football team and
slotted to gain the starting position in his senior year, Mark
always had girls flocking over him from years earlier.  Taking
full advantage of his good looks and athletic ability, Mark had
notched his first conquest just after his fourteenth birthday. 
From then on, he embarked on the campaign of getting into as many
panties as possible.

Cathy Haverly was a young beautiful teen that Mark had set his
sights upon and had set his goal of getting into her tight little
panties. However, Cathy turned out to be a tougher nut to crack
as she was quite conservative and had resisted at his previously
successful techniques of getting a gal hot and into the sack. 
With the lengthy time he had had spent on this conquest, he and
Cathy were being looked upon as a 'couple' at the high school. 
Mark was tempted to call things off but felt it would be too much
of a blow to his ego if he gave up at this point.

Up until two weeks ago, Mark had never been inside the Haverlys'
home, always meeting Cathy when she showed up with some of her
girlfriends at the local hangout before the girls paired up with
their respective boyfriends and going on out from there.  Thus,
Mark had never met Cathy's parents for the first four months that
they had been dating.  On this occasion, he had told Cathy he'd
pick her up so they could head straight out to the rock concert
that was being held across town.

Mark had told Cathy of his disdain of having to go under the
scrutiny of meeting a girl's parents and had wanted her to meet
him near her home on that day.  But as Cathy had told him that
her parents wouldn't be home at that hour, her father working
late and it being her mother's day to do some shopping after
work, Mark had agreed to pick her up at her home.  With Cathy
late in getting ready and Mrs. Haverly getting her shopping
completed early, Mark groaned as the garage door was opened by a
remote.  A white BMW then pulled up the driveway and into the
garage.

Taking a deep breath, Mark sucked it up and put on a beaming
smile in preparation of meeting Cathy's mother.  Walking towards
the garage, he heard the trunk being opened.   Just as he turned
the corner to the garage, the sight before him gave him an
instant raging hardon.  With a grocery sack having fallen over, a
few can goods had rolled to the back of the car trunk and with
Mrs. Haverly trying to retrieve them, Mark was treated to a
tantalizing view of her long sexy legs.

When Mrs. Haverly had retrieved the cans and stood straight up,
Mark then said "Hello, Mrs. Haverly!  I'm Mark and I came to pick
Cathy up!" As Mrs. Haverly turned towards him, he immediately
knew where Cathy's beauty came from.  This woman was the most
beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes upon, as if she came
straight out of a men's magazine.  In her neat black dress and
matching heels, he looked at the lovely face smiling at him as
she extended her hand to greet him "Oh, hi!  It's so nice to meet
one of Cathy's friends!"

At the age of 38, Melanie Haverly was enjoying the fruits of a
happy marriage to her husband along with a lovely and considerate
daughter, plus a successful career in an interior design firm. 
She had a lot of guys after her from her high school days and
even till this day, many a man would make a pass at her.  But she
was still madly in love with her husband Tom and merely laughed
off the attention lavished upon her by other men.

Melanie was happy to meet one of Cathy male friends but for some
reason, a trembling shiver coursed throughout her entire body as
she gazed up at this very tall handsome young teen.  Then, when
she shook her hand, his powerful grip sent a nervous shudder
through her body, one she had not felt since she had first met
Tom many years ago.  She felt her knees go weak and her thigh
muscles clench in response.  Melanie felt a warm flush of
embarrassment come over her as the squeezing of her thighs caused
her love juices to ooze into the crotch of her panties.

As Melanie stared up into the handsome smiling face, she could
not find any further words as he continued to hold her hand in
his.  She began to tremble as the handsome teen raised up his
other hand to caress the back of her right hand that she had
extended for a handshake.  No male had ever had such an immediate
and pronounced effect upon her.  Her knees went weak and she just
could not think rationally, the touch of this handsome young teen
sending shivers throughout her body.

What took place in that short moment's span seemed like an hour
for Melanie.  Fortunately, the sound of the front door opening
and slamming shut, followed by Cathy's footsteps had the young
teen releasing her hand before Cathy could observe what was
taking place.  As the handsome teen stepped back out of the
garage, she heard him say "It was so nice meeting you, Mrs.
Haverly!"

Moments later, having gather herself and taking the sack of
groceries into the house, Melanie could feel her heart pounding
madly in her chest as she panted for breath.  She left the
groceries on the counter, her hands trembling as she was unable
to concentrate in putting the items away.  Making her way
upstairs and into the master bedroom, Melanie could not
understand the nervousness caused by the handsome young teen.
Stepping out of her black heels, she then unzipped her dress and
let it fall to the floor.

Closing her eyes, she let her left hand caress the back of her
right hand, just as the young teen had done in the garage. 
Melanie then let her hands move to her waist, caressing her soft
skin while picturing that handsome teen in her mind.  She
shivered at the pretense of being touched by the young man, her
hands moving up to the lacy bra covering her breasts.  Her body
shivered again as her thumbs flicked at her stiffened nipples
under the lacy garment, her thighs clenching as her love juices
began to again ooze.

Panting for breath, guilt began to set in at what she had just
done for the very first time.  Never had Melanie touched herself
in such a manner, much less thought about another male in such an
intimate way. She could not believe that she had reached an
orgasm with the thought of the handsome young teen in her mind. 
'God, he's young enough to be your own son!  And worst yet, he's
Cathy's boyfriend, the boy she's been talking about so much
lately!' she chastised herself.

Back in the kitchen, Melanie did away with the simple dinner she
had planned to prepare that evening.  Instead, she set about to
prepare her husband's favorite dish.  It was the least she could
do in her own mind, desperately trying to ease the feeling of
guilt that filled her.  She threw herself into solely
concentrating on the preparation of the elaborate meal, trying to
block out any thought of what took place earlier.  However, the
image of the handsome young teen continuously crept back into her
mind.

In the Haverlys' bedroom that evening, the happily married couple
was engaged in passionate lovemaking.  However, on this
particular evening, Melanie Haverly's eyes were closed in the
darkness of the bedroom.  With her arms around the neck of her
husband, legs wrapped tightly around the humping buttocks, the
only difference was her pretending it was the handsome young teen
giving her the sexual release that she so desperately craved. 
Later, with her husband asleep on his side of the bed, Melanie
turned to face the other way, her eyes tearing in shame for her
illicit thoughts while making love to Tom.

The next weekend, Tom Haverly was away on a business conference,
leaving his wife and daughter at home.  Melanie had been invited
out with her fellow employees for some drinks after work to
unwind after a tough week, but she passed saying she already had
made plans for that evening.  Once the work day had come to a
close, she had quickly picked up her purse and briefcase to begin
the drive home.

It had been a wet and windy day with the potential of more rain
to come.   On the drive home, Melanie had to wonder why she had
not joined her friends, especially since Tom would not be home
and her daughter would be going out that night.  It had not been
the bad weather that had deterred her from joining her friends. 
With her heart pounding faster and faster as she drove, she knew
exactly why she had passed on the invitation to join her friends.
 It was because Cathy had told her that young Mark Fuller would
be picking her up at their home.

Getting home before Cathy's boyfriend picked her up, Melanie
nervously poured herself a martini to calm her nerves.  When the
doorbell rang, Melanie took a large swallow of her potent drink
as she heard her daughter come running down the stairs.  It was a
quick "Hi, Mom!  Going out now!  Bye!" from Cathy.  As her
daughter opened the front door, she saw the handsome Mark Fuller
standing there.  She saw him looking directly at her from above
Cathy's shoulder, then heard him say "Hi, Mrs. Haverly!"  "Hi
.........Hi, Mark!" she stammered in return.

Shortly after Mark and Cathy left, the downpour became heavier
and the winds picked up substantially.  Turning on the news,
Melanie became a bit concerned as the newscaster indicated that
caution should be used as flash flooding could occur and
traveling over low bridges may become hazardous.  Of concern was
the fact that the isolated subdivision where they lived, a small
bridge had to be crossed over, under which a small river flowed.
That small river had overflowed once before in such a situation,
causing Melanie concern for the safety of the teens.

Normally, one martini was the limit for Melanie but her fluster
of the handsome teen along with the concern over the weather had
her preparing a second martini.  With her daughter and boyfriend
planning to go to a concert that night, Melanie worried that the
bridge would be closed down, preventing any cars from getting
into the subdivision.  As there was nothing she could really do,
Melanie sighed and took her drink upstairs to her bedroom. 
There, she changed out of her dress and heels and put on a loose
halter top and shorts.

Back downstairs, Melanie picked on some leftovers as she sipped
at her second martini.  The wind and rain continued and the
newscast indicated there apparently would not be a let up of this
enexpected storm.  It was only 10:30 p.m. and normally Cathy
would not return till her curfew of 12:30 a.m.  Thus, Melanie
realized it would be another two hours of worrying and she took
another gulp of her drink, finishing her second martini.

Then at 10:45 p.m., Melanie was surprised to see car headlights
pulling up into the driveway and parking there.  Going to the
front door and opening it, she was relieved and happy to see
Cathy running up the walkway followed by her boyfriend.  Both
were drenched just by the short run from the driveway.  She
listened as Cathy advised "Mark heard of the flash flooding and
suggested we leave the concert early!  It was lucky that we did!
They were closing the road over the bridge and we were the next
to last car allowed to cross over it!"

"Thanks for being so considerate, Mark!  Let me get you two some
towels so you can dry off!  I'll get a fire started to keep you
folks warm!" Melanie advised as she turned and rushed to get the
towels for the soaking teens.  She had forced herself to turn
away from the teens, having found herself staring at the handsome
teen who was smiling widely at her as he began unbuttoning his
shirt.  Grabbing two towels from the bathroom cabinet, she
nervously returned to hand a towel to Cathy and her boyfriend,
who now had unbuttoned his shirt to expose his muscular chest. 
"I ..................I'll start a fire so you can get warm!"
Melanie stammered as she forced herself to turn away.

Mark thanked her for the towel and could visibly see the effect
he was having upon his girlfriend's beautiful mother.  As he
watched her turn and walk to the fireplace, her long white legs
and sexy bare feet had his cock stirring in his pants.  'Whew! 
What sexy legs!  God, I just gotta get into her tight little
panties!' he told himself.  Cathy told him she was going to
change out of her wet clothing, then trotted off upstairs to her
bedroom.

Looking over towards the fireplace, he observed Mrs. Haverly
kneeling down with her shapely ass and long trim legs facing him.
  He kicked off his sneakers and shucked off his wet jeans. 
Reaching down to his shorts, he gave his twitching cock a squeeze
as it grew further in size.  'God, how I'd like to strip off her
shorts and give it to her doggie style right now!' he moaned to
himself as he moved towards the fireplace.  He knew the effect he
had upon her but still it was not the right timing, knowing he
had to get her a bit more hot and bothered before literally
putting the 'screws' to her.

Now only dressed in his shorts, Mark bent down next to his girl
friend's mother and reached out to help her with the heavy log,
saying "Oh, that looks heavy!  Let me help you with that, Mrs.
Haverly!"  Purposely he brushed up against her arm and when he
reached over, his hand was in contact with hers.  He heard the
slight gasp that she emitted upon the contact and could make out
her panting for breath.

"A fire will sure help in getting warm!  Do you know what my
favorite way is to get warm, Mrs. Haverly?  I just love cuddling
up under the blankets with someone soft and sexy!  It just turns
me on and heats me up right away!" he whispered.  As the log was
set into place, Mark kept his hands lightly on her soft petite
hands, lightly caressing her.  With her breathing getting heavier
and heavier, he knew just what the underlying meaning of his
sentence meant.  Hearing footsteps coming down the padded floor
he removed his hands and watched as Mrs. Haverly quickly stood up
and made her way to the kitchen.

Starting the fire, Mark heard Cathy ask her mother "Mom, you make
some great hot chocolate!  Can you make Mark and I a cup?"  "Ooo
.......okay, Cathy!  I ........I'll call you as soon as it's
ready!" came the stuttered response of her nervous mother.  Mark
knew that his girlfriend's pretty mother was just too nervous to
carry the hot chocolate out to them.

With Cathy sitting next to the fireplace, shivering even though
she had changed into dry clothing, Mark was anxiously awaiting to
make his next move on her pretty mother.  Then from the kitchen,
they heard her mom call out "The hot chocolate's just about
ready!"  That was just what Mark had been waiting for, telling
Cathy "You keep warm by the fire and I'll go and help your mom
bringing out the hot chocolate!"

Hearing the heavy footsteps enter the kitchen behind her, Melanie
froze in knowing that it was her daughter's boyfriend coming in
to help carry the hot chocolate out and not her daughter as she
had anticipated.  She shuddered as the footsteps neared and she
then could feel him right behind her.  Breathing hard in
anticipation, she closed her eyes to try and block things out. 
Then she shivered as two strong hands cupped her hips over her
thin shorts.

Feeling her shiver from his touch, Mark leaned forward to press
his face up against her long silky brown hair and whispered "You
must be cold, Mrs. Haverly!  I can feel you shivering!"  He heard
her gasp out loud as he moved his hands up to touch her bare
skin, slowly inching his way up under her loose halter top.  When
he came into contact with the bottom of her bra cups, he slipped
his thumbs up under the bra, then came into contact with her
stiffened nipples.  Gently, he slowly caressed her nipples till
they were hard as flints, then began flicking them with his
thumbs.

If not for the support of the kitchen counter before her and the
handsome teen standing behind her, Melanie's knees would have
buckled in weakness and she would have slid down to the floor. 
After her breasts were cupped in the teens large hands, she
breathed a sigh of relief as his hands slipped back down and out
of her halter top.  For a moment, she felt the young teen
fumbling behind her then his hands encircled her waist again.

Melanie looked down as the teen's hands in front opened the cap
of a small pill capsule.  Then she watched as he dropped two
pills into one of the cups filled with hot chocolate.  She
shivered as her ear was nibbled by the handsome teen, then heard
him say "This will put Cathy in a deep sleep for at least eight
hours!  Once she falls asleep, I'll come and snuggle up so we can
keep each other warm!"  A moment later, she was left alone in the
kitchen with Mark taking the cups of hot chocolate out to the
den.

Finally regaining her composure and strength to move again,
Melanie made her way out of the kitchen to go upstairs to her
bedroom.  On her way, she passed the entrance to the den and
observed Mark Fuller smiling at her while Cathy sipped at her hot
chocolate.  Nervously, Melanie made her way upstairs and closed
the door to the master bedroom.  Hesitantly, she looked down at
her hand on the doorknob and the lock button next to it.

Moments later, having stripped off her clothing, Melanie let the
hot shower beat down upon her shivering body.  She was not
shivering from the cold but from the excitement the handsome teen
had stirred within her body.  Closing her eyes, she let her hands
run up to her breasts, touching herself while pretending it was
the handsome young teen's hands upon her again.  Then she let a
hand slip down as she ran a finger over her wet groove.

Dressing in a sheer negligee, something she had not worn in
nearly a year, Melanie lay under the covers of the bed that she
shared with her husband Tom.  She had not put on any  panties
under her negligee, something she had never done before.   She
was shivering in nervousness, bundling herself up in the warm
blanket.  Her mind was a jumbled mess, feeling so guilty that
someone other than Tom had touched her so intimately.  'God, how
could I allow something like that to happen?  He ...........he's
the same age as your daughter!  Worst, he's your daughter's
boyfriend!' she chastised herself.

A short while later, Melanie could hear footsteps coming up the
stairway, then saw shadows pass from the slit under her doorway.
Then she heard Mark's voice "Goodnight, Cathy!  See you in the
morning!" Then the light glimmering from under her doorway was
gone, indicating that the lights had been turned off in the
hallway.  Her heart was now pounding in her chest and her
breathing became even more labored.

Minutes of silence followed and now Melanie was remorse with
guilt over what had taken place earlier in the kitchen.  'Oh,
God!  This is so wrong!  I better lock the door so nothing else
happens!' she told herself.  Tossing the blanket from her body,
she was about to get out of bed to lock the door when she heard a
noise.  Then she distinctly heard the sound of the doorknob turn.
 With the moonlight coming in through the living room windows,
she could make out a person's shadow as the bedroom door opened.

Then the room was in pitch darkness again as the bedroom door was
closed again.  Then she heard the door being locked as the button
was pushed. Melanie could hear footsteps on the carpet
approaching closer and closer.  She extended her right hand out
and whispered pleadingly "No, Mark ............this is so wrong!
Please .........please .......go back to your room!"

Melanie gasped loudly when her hand came into contact with a hot
fleshy bar, her fingers instinctively closed around it.  She knew
it was the handsome teen's cock that she was now grasping, only
it was so much thicker and longer than her own husband's. 
Reaching out with her left hand, she grabbed hold of the thick
cock, putting her left hand at the base immediately below her
right hand as if holding a baseball bat.

She could not help but to compare the size of this teenage boy to
that of her husband.  Totally amazed, Melanie just could not
believe the size of this teen.  She had her two fists grasping
his manhood and still his cockhead protruded from the top.  With
Tom, she was able to grasp his penis with one fist and cap his
cockhead with the other and her fingers easily overlapped part of
her closed fist.  She realized that that this handsome teen had
fifty percent more length and thickness than her husband. 
Throughout her thoughts, she had been unconsciously pumping the
hard bar of flesh in her hands.

Then Melanie felt her fingers being pried off the throbbing shaft
and she was forced to release the handsome teen.  A moment later,
the king-sized bed sagged at the foot of the bed with the added
weight of the young teen. The Haverly's marital bed was now
occupied, not by husband and wife, but instead it was the
beautiful wife and a handsome teenage stud. She felt hands
caressing her legs and felt her them being spread wide apart. 
Her negligee was being pushed up as the exploring hands caressed
her inner thighs.  Now those exploring hands were slipping under
her to caress her soft asscheeks.  "Ohhhhhhh
.................ahhhh ...............ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned
loudly as a hot wet mouth clamped over her womanhood.

Never had Melanie engaged in such a sexual act and this young
teen was driving her out of her mind.  Moaning and withering
about the bed, she reached down to wind her fingers in the teen's
hair.  "Oh, God .....................yessssssssss
.................yesssssssss ...........oh, God ..............eat
meeeeeeeeeeeee!" she screamed, holding the head firmly as she
arched up to feed him more of her love juices.  Now the flicking
and exploring tongue was driving her crazy "Ohhhhh ..........Mark
...............Mark ..................I ...................I'm
cummminggggggg ...................oh, Godddddddddddd!" she
groaned as her body went into convulsions.

The two lovers caressed each other's body, touching and exploring
as they engaged in a deep passionate kiss.  When the kiss ended,
Melanie moaned loudly as a sensitive pink nipple was captured
between the teen's sucking lips, her body arching up as his
tongue teased her stiff bud. "Ohhhhhhh, God .............Mark
.............ohhhhhhh, yes .................yesssssssssss!" she
moaned.  "Ahhhhhh ..................ohhhhhhh!" she groaned and
shivered as her teen lover bit and nipped at a sensitive bud.

Shuffling a bit, Mark maneuvered himself into position, placing
his throbbing cockhead up against the slick wet slit.  He leaned
forward and pushed his thick cockhead forward, meeting resistance
as he made inched his way into her tight slit.  His cockhead was
finally enveloped in her hot tight slit, then he pushed forward
again sliding home a few more inches.  He groaned from the
unbelievable pleasure that this lovely happily married woman, his
girlfriend's mother, was giving him.  'God, she's so fucking
tight!  Tighter a hell of a lot of the teenage girls I'vebopped.

"Ohhhhhhhh, Mark ..................ohhhhhhhh .......stop
...........it hurts ..........it hurtsssss!  You .........you're
...........you're too big ...........ohhhh, Mark, stop
.............. it hurtssss!" Melanie moaned.  Spreading her legs
as wide apart as possible, trying to ease the pain, yet
regardless of the pain, she then arched up to capture more of the
thick throbbing shaft.  "Oh, God, Mark!  I ......I
...........I've never had anything so biggggggg
.........before..............ohhhh, Godddd!  Ohhhhh 
...............it's soooo deep .........oh, never so deepppp
before!  Mark .........ohhh, Mark .................yesssss
........fuck me .......fuck me!" she moaned.  "Ahhhhhhhhh
..............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................oh, Godddd!" she
groaned.  She felt the teen stud's cock push deeply into her,
deep into her womb, far deeper than her husband had ever been
before.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh ......ohhhhh .................ohhhhhhhhhhh, Mark!"
Melanie swooned as the young teen commenced to fuck her out of
her mind.  She was getting the fuck of a lifetime, fucked by her
daughter's handsome boyfriend.  "Oh, Mark ......Mark
...............oh, God, yes ...............fuck me ..........fuck
me, Mark ...............screw my brains out .........yes
.............yes ..............yesssssss!  Oh, my God
...........I ......I'm cumminggggggg .......I'm cummingggggg!"
she groaned, feeling the long thick manhood throb madly deep in
her womb.  "Oh, God!  Oh, God! Yesssssssss
.............yesssssssss!" she screamed as she felt the thick
cockhead flared, then began spewing its hot potent cream directly
into her fertile womb.

Passed out from the fantastic fuck she had just received, Melanie
stirred back to consciousness fifteen minutes later, now frantic
as the handsome teen was dozing upon her.  Not only was he dozing
upon her body, making it impossible for her to budge, her
daughter's boyfriend was still embedded deeply in her. 
Instinctively, she clenched her muscles around the embedded cock,
then felt it twitch back in response. Again she squeezed her cunt
muscles and again the cock twitched in response.  Again and
again, faster and faster, she felt the teen's cock regaining its
length and sturdiness.

Sensing that this activity had awakened her teen lover from his
sleep, Melanie was amazed at his prowess for never had her
husband fucked her twice in a row without even withdrawing his
cock in between fucks. "Ohhhhh ...............Mark
..............yes ..................yes .............oh, yes
.............deeper ..............deeper!" she moaned as the teen
stud stroked deeply into her.  The Haverly's marital bed had
never before been put to such strenuous activity, the headboard
thumping in time with the teen's thrust.

For Mark it was just an unbelievable fuck session.  He had always
loved popping cherries of young teeny boppers but seducing a
beautiful faithful young wife and mother was that much more
enjoyable.  He had just enjoyed the challenging conquest
immensely and the fuck was just fantastic.  It felt so good to
call the beautiful woman by her marital name with his cock
embedded deep in her as he gave her the shagging of her life.  He
recalled the exciting moments earlier as he fucked her, pumping
in and out as he mouthed "Oh, Mrs. Haverly, you're a fantastic
fuck!  Gonna cum!   Gonna fill you with my hot cum, Mrs. Haverly!
 Here it issssssssss!"

It was seven in the morning when Mark gave his girl friend's
mother a loving pat on her bare butt, telling her "Time to get
up, Mrs. Haverly! After all that fucking, I need to regain my
strength!  How about some making some bacon and eggs while I
shower, Mrs. Haverly!  Or, we can keep fucking till Cathy gets up
and comes looking for me!" he laughed seeing the shocked
expression on her face as she realized that her daughter indeed
could be getting up any time soon.  He watched as she scrambled
out of bed to put a robe on, then made her downstairs to the
kitchen.

Preparing bacon and eggs for breakfast, Melanie leaned back as
her teen lover came into the kitchen to give her a passionate
kiss.  A moment later, with Mark seated at the counter, Cathy
entered the kitchen exclaiming "Boy, did I sleep like a log last
night!  But the smell of bacon and eggs sure got me up in a
hurry!"  Mark laughed and said "About time you got up,
sleepyhead!  We've been up and waiting for you for quite a
while!"

It felt so wicked at breakfast as Melanie sat at the table having
breakfast with her daughter and her boyfriend.  After cooking
breakfast, she had changed into the halter top and shorts that
she had worn the afternoon before, minus the bra and panties. 
Seated directly across the handsome teen, who's cum still
dribbling from her well stretched quim, she felt guilty as she
talked to her daughter seated next to him.  Even more so as they
engaged in a game of footsy under the table.

At mid-morning Cathy and Mark were about to head on out to mall
and meet up with some of their friends.  He knew Cathy loved his
hotrod and always wanted to drive it.  Thus, as they were about
to exit the front door, Mark advised "Oh, gosh!  I forgot some
things that I took out of my wet clothing last night by the sofa.
 Why don't you start up my car and warm it up, Cathy?  With all
that water we drove through last night give it a several good
reeves to get the engine going good.  I'll be out in a couple of
minutes!"

Melanie watched as her daughter proceeded outside while her
boyfriend closed the front door behind him, smiling widely as he
approached her. "What ......what did you forget, Mark?  Can I
help you find it?" she stammered as the handsome teen came right
up and gave her a passionate kiss.  Then she was taken by
surprise as the strong teen turned her around and pushed her up
onto the back of the sofa.  She reached out to brace herself with
her hands, holding herself up with her hands on the seat
cushions, her feet unable to touch the floor.

Melanie gasped as Mark grabbed the top of her shorts, yanking it
down, causing the top button to pop off.  Seconds later, the
shorts slid down her legs and off her feet to fall onto the
carpet.  "Mark ..............Mark ...........what are you doing?
Cathy could come in an catch us!" she worried.  Her feet up off
the ground, she was in quite a vulnerable position with the
strong teen holding her at the waist.  "No, Mark
...............noooo .............not there!  I
................I've never done that before ..............please
........don't .....................it'll hurt!" Melanie pleaded
as she felt his blunt cockhead being fitted at the entrance to
her ass.

His pants and shorts at his feet, Mark chuckled in learning that
her ass was cherry.  He knew she wouldn't be able to take his
thick cock up her cherry ass without screaming in pain, thus he
had to be prepared. Hearing his car start up, he waited for Cathy
to do as he had instructed and reeve up the engine.  Just seconds
later, clamping a hand tightly over Mrs. Haverly's mouth, he
lunged forward with all of his might with no thoughts of being
gentle at all.

"Ahhhhhh .....................mmmmmmm
..................mmpffffhhhhhhhhhhhhh" came the loud muffled
shriek of pain from the beautiful woman he was buggering.  Mark
laughed out loud, wanting her to remember 'when, where, and who'
copped her cherry ass!  He was glad that he had clamped his hand
over her mouth or her shrieks of pain would have easily been
heard, even over the loud engine of his hotrod.  Now with one
hand holding Mrs. Haverly firmly around the waist, the fingers of
his other hand expertly  began to frig at her sensitive clit as
he humped away at the beautiful woman.

Hands pushing against the seat cushions, feet up off the ground,
Melanie shivered at the wickedness of the situation she was in. 
She could not help but feel the thrilling sensations shooting
throughout her body as the handsome teen rubbed her clit and now
pumping in and out of her ruptured ass.  "Oh, God
...............ohhhhhhh .............oh, God .............Mark
................Mark ..............I ...................I'm going
to ................cummmmmmmm
.......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned. n And cum she
did as the handsome teen gave her ass a hot enema.

Using her shorts to clean himself off, Mark then pulled up his
clothing and zipped up.  He smiled as he looked at the lovely
woman, still in the same position with her head bent in shame and
guilt.  Taking the small digital camera that he had in his
pocket, he snapped a couple of shots. Then he called out, "Oh,
Mrs. Haverly ..............smile!"  It was a perfect snapshot
that clearly captured Mrs. Haverly's horrified face along with
the obscene position she was in.

Just out the front door, Mark leaned back in and yelled out
loudly so Cathy could hear "Thanks so much for letting me spend
the night with you, Mrs. Haverly!"  He knew that Cathy assumed he
was merely thanking her mother for spending the night at their
house.  Not that he had literally spent the entire night in bed
with her mother, fucking her time and time again.

Arms collapsing on the sofa, Melanie remained in the bent over
position that she had been forced into.  She was too exhausted
and too sore to move a muscle.  She could not believe the
audacity of her daughter's boyfriend in what he had just done
her.  She shuddered as the pain in her ruptured ass shot through
her.  She couldn't believe how brutal he had been in forcing his
thick cock into her ass, just slamming himself into her.  Yet,
she had to admit that she had reached a fantastic orgasm with his
fingers teasing her while his cock ripped into her.

A half-hour later, Melanie finally recovered her strength to push
herself back to a standing position.  She bent down to pick up
her dirtied pair of shorts that the teen had cleaned himself off
on.  Taking a step, she gasped in pain, a shudder coursing
through her.  Gingerly, she slowly made her way up the stairway
and up to her bedroom to get a new set of clothing.  As she made
her way upstairs, she recalled what Mark had said to her just
before he pulled himself out of her ass "Cathy's got band
practice on Wednesday and doesn't get done till 5:30 when I meet
her to take her home.  The Twilight Motel is only two blocks from
school.  Rent a room and leave the room number under your
windshield so I can meet you at three in the afternoon!"

Wednesday evening, sitting at the dinner table, Melanie felt so
wicked at what took place that afternoon.  Her loving husband,
whom she would never have thought cheating on just a week ago,
sat across from her.  If he only knew that his loving faithful
wife now sat across from him with her belly and cunt filled with
a teenager's spunk.  To her side sat her daughter, who's
boyfriend had fucked her senseless for hours and who's spunk she
was filled with.

Playing with the food on her plate, Melanie thought back to the
afternoon in the motel.  Moments after entering the motel room,
her teenage lover showed up.  She had dressed nicely that day,
wearing a navy blue dress and matching 3" heels.  She could
picture the sight she made in that motel room, fully dressed
while on her knees, unzipping the handsome young teen.  Her young
teen lover then introduced her to the art of cock sucking,
recalling how he had wrapped his hands in her hair as he fucked
her face.  Before leaving the motel, she had to clean the front
of her dress, wiping off the telltale cum stains that had escaped
her sucking lips.

Two weeks later, Melanie was just a bundle of nerves, wondering
when Mark Fuller would call or let her know when they could be
together again.  She was desperately in need of sexual release,
the type of release she had only achieved with the young teen. 
She felt so guilty when she made love with Tom as she always
pretended that it was the handsome teen in bed with her.  That,
plus the fact that Tom just could not compete with the stamina of
the young stud.  In the past two weeks, she had only gotten
glimpses of the handsome teen and he had not made a play for her
even when they had been left briefly alone when Cathy ran off to
get her sweater.

This was all in the Mark's game plan.  In school, he had a
reputation of loving 'em and leaving 'em, moving on to a new
conquest.  But he had a sadistic streak, playing all his
conquests to the hilt, keeping them on a string so they would do
anything to please him.  Now that he had successfully bedded a
beautiful and faithful married woman, he wanted to see if he
could get her to do anything just for another session in bed with
him.  Seeing how frantic Mrs. Haverly was when he picked Cathy up
today, he knew it was time to make his next move.

On Wednesday morning, Melanie picked up her phone at the office
and a thrilling shiver coursed through her body as she heard Mark
Fuller's voice.  "It's Wednesday and Cathy has band practice
again!  Same time and same place!" she heard him say, then the
line went dead.  Happy at the prospect of seeing her teen lover
again, Melanie canceled the meeting she had with a client that
afternoon and rescheduled it for another day.

It was now 3:15 p.m. and Melanie anxiously awaited the knock on
the motel room door, wondering where her teen lover could be. 
When the knock came, she breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the
door, greeting the handsome teen who immediately gave her a deep
passionate kiss.  So engrossed in the embrace of her lover,
Melanie was unaware of another person slipping into the room
until she heard the door close shut.

Hearing the door close and sensing a movement behind Mark,
Melanie opened her eyes and gasped, breaking the kiss.  "Mark
.........Mark ..........someone's here .........in .......in the
room!" she stammered in fright as her eyes stared at the big
elderly black man grinning at her.  She was surprised that Mark
did not respond as expected but instead held her tighter in their
embrace.  She shuddered in fright upon hearing Mark whisper in
her ear "Don't worry, Mrs. Haverly, it's only Amos!  He's the
janitor at the school and when I showed him that picture of you,
he told me that I wouldn't have to pay for this month's supply of
weed if you would put out for him!"

"Mark ............Mark ................how could you?  Let me go
........let me go!  Let me go or I'll scream!" Melanie stammered
in fright as she pounded on Mark's shoulders with her fists so
that he would release her.  But this had little if any effect on
the muscular teen who merely laughed at her plight, telling her
"Go ahead and scream, Mrs. Haverly!  How are you going to explain
why you were here in the motel if the police comes? What's Mr.
Haverly and Cathy going to say if they learn that you rented the
motel room to meet me?"

Melanie cried and sobbed as she was dragged to the motel room
bed, her zipper being undone and her dress stripped from her
before Mark pulled her onto the bed.  Unknown to her, the black
intruder was getting all the events recorded with a camcorder. 
With Mark sitting on the bed above her, holding her arms securely
above her head, she observed the elderly black janitor approach
at the foot of the bed.  Her eyes widened in horror as the man
began to disrobe, then she observed the proud manhood that he was
fisting.  She shuddered in fear as it reminded her of the long
black snake that she had seen in the woods one day, thinking
'God, it must be at least a foot long!'

"Please ............please, Mark ..............don't let him rape
me!  I ..........I could get pregnant!  I ...........I want your
baby!  I can't have a black baby!" Melanie sobbed.  Seeing the
elderly man move to the bed, she kicked out with her heels to
prevent him from getting close to her.  However, he had quick
reflexes and soon had an ankle in each of his wiry hands, pinning
her legs to the bed.  Then her navy blue heels were slowly
removed by the evil black man, who's hands now caressed her legs
and feet.

She had not worn nylons today, seldom wearing them as she knew
her legs were an asset, especially when meeting men clients. 
Melanie squirmed upon the bed as the elderly man reached up to
her lacy white bra, pushing the cups up to bare her breasts, then
he began to roll her sensitive pink nipples between his coarse
fingers.  A moment later, her lacy white panties were being
stripped off her legs and feet.  Now her intimate parts were
totally bare before the teen and his evil black cohort.

Amos had a thing for beautiful white women, especially long trim
white legs and sexy feet, a fetish that he had only satisfied by
jacking off to magazine pictures thus far.  "Oh, God!  She's got
such sexy feet! You don't mind if I mess up her pretty little
feet, do you, Mark?" he inquired.  Hearing the response of "Go
for it, Amos!" he bent down to rub his face in the soft pink
soles of the sobbing and squirming beauty.  He then tongued her
soles and proceeded to suck on each of her tiny toes.

Melanie could not believe what was happening to her nor the fact
that her teen lover would literal sell her to this evil black
man.  She cringed as the evil man was now kneeling on the bed,
the soles of her feet being forced around this lengthy black
cock.  She couldn't believe that the janitor was now beginning to
fuck her feet.  Then she realized that if she brought him off in
this manner, maybe he wouldn't rape her, solving the horrible
consequences of being impregnated by him.  Thus, she began to
pump at his cock with her feet, determined to make him shoot his
load.

Continuing to hold her ankles, Amos was beside himself at the
exquisite pleasure of being brought off in this manner by such a
beauty.  The dreams that he had for years were finally being
fulfilled.  Slicing his long black cock between the soft soles,
he withdrew each time so that his cockhead was enveloped between
the soft soles, causing him to ooze his fuck juice.  "Oh, baby! 
This is a fuck'n dream come true!  Oh, so fuck'n soft and
sexyyyy!" he groaned.

Faster and faster, Amos fucked between the soft sexy soles, then
he groaned loudly "Oh, shit .............gonna cum
............gonna cum soon!  Ahhhhh ...............yeah
...................oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  His cock belched out
a lengthy spurt of hot cum, hitting a bulls eye as the farthest
splotch hit the beauty's soft brown curls and began to disappear
into the curly nest. Like a firehose gone wild, cum splotches
were all over the white thighs and calves of the squirming
beauty.  Then he pulled back to let the remaining spurts erupt up
against the soft pink soles, covering the beauty's feet with his
hot cum.

With the elderly black having sated his lust, Melanie was happy
when her daughter's boyfriend moved over her and maneuvered
himself between her legs.  Soon she was wrapping her cum covered
legs and feet around her teen lover, seeking the satisfaction
that she had long been deprived of.  "Oh, Mark ............yes
...........yes .............fuck me ...........make me your
whore! I'll do anything for you!  I'll fuck and suck anyone to
please you!"

Melanie was surprised as Mark turned over, pulling her with him.
Now she was straddling the young teen and began riding up and
down his lengthy cock.  Suddenly another pair of hands were on
her hips, those of the elderly black man whom she had forgotten
all about.  "Oh, God ...............oh, God
..................ahhhhhhhhhh
..................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she groaned loudly and the
thick black cock penetrated her ass.

Throughout the remainder of the afternoon, until it was time for
Mark to pick up Cathy, Melanie was double-teamed by the young
teen and elderly black man.  She couldn't remember all the
positions they had assumed, just that both took her
simultaneously each time.  She did recall the two switching
positions after the first time.  Then she had her first taste of
black cock while Mark fucked her doggie style.  Then the black
fucked her doggie style as she sucked off her teen lover.

Melanie was in shock when Mark got dressed, realizing that he was
going to leave her all alone with the black janitor.  She heard
him tell the janitor "You've got a full hour alone with Mrs.
Haverly before she's expected at home!  Don't forget my supply of
weed tomorrow, Amos!"  She couldn't believe the stamina of the
elderly man, as it was obvious that he was making the most of his
opportunity to bed an attractive white woman.

Two more times the janitor fucked her senseless, spewing his hot
potent seed deep in her fertile womb.  Then before he dressed and
left, she had to please him one last time by satisfying his
fetish for her sexy feet. Only this time, he bent her knees up to
her breasts as he fucked her between the soles of her feet. 
Melanie found herself staring at the flaring cockhead, which
looked like a fierce black snake about to strike.  Strike it did,
spewing stream after stream of its hot white venom, right into
her face.  She was covered in the smelly spunk when the old man
departed, leaving her to shower and cleanse herself before
driving home.  Without adequate time to wash and dry her hair,
she decided to let the filthy goo dry first.

On the drive home, Melanie wondered just what was in store for
next. With Mark bartering her body for marijuana, she knew it
would not end there.  She wanted to end this horrid relationship
but knew she was too weak to turn down the demands of her teen
lover, even it meant degrading herself by being forced to service
someone like the elderly black janitor.  Plus, she realized that
Mark had incriminating photos and now the video of the afternoon.
 Stopping a block from her home, she pulled over to the curb. 
Getting her hairbrush out and looking into the rear mirror, she
began brushing her hair to get out all the dried cum flakes.

At that very moment, Mark was looking over the roster of last
year's football team.  He would be taking over the reins of the
football team and knew that it was essential to have the
offensive line to protect him at all cost if he was to be
successful.  He would have to see that they would do anything
possible to protect him and decided that he also would have to
take care of them in return.

Mark read off the names of the five offensive linemen as he
looked at the roster: George Thompson (252 lbs.); Mike Foreman
(263 lbs.); Cory Rashad (258 lbs.); Tim Gumbel (271 lbs.); and
the biggest of them all was Issac Denton (310 lbs.).  He chuckled
realizing that these were all big black brutes that no one would
not want to antagonize nor meet alone in any dark alley.  'Yep,
I'll get a couple kegs of beer and have them up at my parents'
cabin for the weekend at the end of the month! That'll give Mrs.
Haverly enough time to dream up a reason why she needs to be out
of town for the weekend!  It's gonna be one hell of a gangbang
weekend!"

Having showered with all of the guys, he was proud of being able
to measure up as a white boy.  But each of those big black studs
had him beat where it counted.  He laughed as he decided that the
weekend at the cabin would be a good time to start calling out
the plays.  'Yeah, I'll call the shots and direct traffic while I
record everything on video! Issac as big as a horse and built
like one too!  Yeah, I'll get the beautiful Mrs. Haverly
servicing five black studs at one time, with that 310 pounder
with the horse dick fucking her tight little ass!'


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