Looking out through the French doors, Linda smiled at the still-stunned lawn boy who’d just touched a pussy for the first time in his life; her pussy. She’d decided to wait till next time to take his virginity, worried that, today, it might create some sort of overload in his seventeen-year-old brain, but she still wanted it, needed it, and headed for the shower.

After starting the water to warm it up, she grabbed the largest of her suction-cup dildoes, entered the shower, and stuck the rubber dick to the back wall. Usually, she’d stand in the hot water, with one hand on her tits and the other between her legs to get her juices flowing, but she was still dripping from having Bobby’s fingers in her pussy and his huge cock in her mouth just minutes before.

Another common practice of hers was to stick the dildo to the marble-topped shower bench and ride it to oblivion, but when she thought of Bobby fucking her next week, it was not with him in her bed. She’d coax him into the house and have him give it to her while bent over the kitchen counter. Having him pound her pussy in that room would be a retribution of sorts; kind of a ‘fuck you’ to her ex for expecting her to be the ‘good little wife.’

“Ohhh, yeah!” she sighed as she pushed back against the invading phallus, feeling it filling her up and smiling at the thought that Bobby was bigger, much bigger!

“Oh yeah! That’s it, Bobby! Fuck my tight, wet pussy! Fuck me hard!” she cried aloud to the dildo she’d just given a name, while her slow start accelerated rapidly.

The thought of Bobby’s cock in her pussy made it one of her longer showers, and the dildo almost fulfilled its promise of total satisfaction, but she decided she needed one that was larger.

A week later, Bobby entered Linda’s yard, disappointed at not seeing her by the pool. He hoped that maybe she’d come out while he was still mowing, but he finished the whole yard and shut the mower down. He was rounding the pool, heading for the gate, when she called to him from the open French doors. He stopped, unsure if he really heard it, but when she called again, he left the mower and walked quickly to the door.

He couldn’t see her until he stepped inside, stopping dead in his tracks at the sight of her in nothing but her pale green underwear.

“Hello, Bobby!” she said in a sultry voice.

“Wow, Linda! You look beautiful!” he said enthusiastically, wondering why a woman’s underwear was even more enticing than a bikini. And in Linda’s case, she wasn’t even wearing her swimsuit top when he saw her last, but his shorts were getting decidedly tighter seeing her in a bra and panties.

“Thank you! You look pretty good yourself!” she said, moving to stand closely, with one hand on his bare, sweaty chest and the other on the growing lump in his shorts. “Are you ready for some more fun?”

“Yes!” he yelped when she squeezed his package.

“You haven’t told anyone about last week, have you? Or that you were coming here again today?” she asked as she turned to close the doors.

“No! I promise!”

“Good,” she replied, standing before him again and taking his hands in hers, placed them on her tits. “I saw the way you were looking at these last time! But, you barely got a chance to touch them, hold them, or … mmm, squeeze them, did you? Yeah, like that!” she cooed, though he was still a bit clumsy about it. “Why don’t you take my bra off … and lick them?” she added, pushing them into his hands. “That’s it,” she said as he reached around back. “There’s a hook. Pull one side up and the other down. Good!” Shrugging her shoulders forward, she smiled as he pulled it off and laid it on the nearby table. “Sit down, Bobby,” she said, spinning one of the table’s chairs around for him.

He’d barely sat when she moved to stand between his legs, shoving her tits in his face, squeezing his startled countenance between her firm breasts, then placing one nipple on his proffered tongue. He got the hang of it pretty quickly, licking and suckling on her tit, while his hands gently kneaded the soft flesh. There was something about a boy’s enthusiasm and obedience that made even this simple act dramatically arousing.

She made him jump when she grabbed his fully grown cock roughly, as it extended down the leg of his shorts. She pushed her tits into his face, getting a final quick lick and suck on each, before she knelt between his legs.

“Does he want to come out and play again?” she asked as her hand snaked into the leg of his shorts, giving him one tantalizing stroke on the way out.

“Oh yes! Please!” he replied, his hands still playing with her tits.

“Up!” she said when she had the waist of his elastic shorts in her hands, and pulled them down as he rose off the seat. “There’s my big boy!” she said, licking her lips at the sight of his cock that somehow looked even bigger this time. “Mmm! You’re really hard for me, Bobby, aren’t you?” she asked, stroking both his cock and his ego.

“Mm-hm!” he replied in a high pitch, moaning as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and slid them over its length. He drew his breath in sharply when she took him in her mouth again. “Oh God! That feels so good! Mmm, do you want me to … cum in your mouth again, Linda?” he asked between panting breaths.

“Oh yeah!” she said while her hands continued polishing his shaft. “I love the taste of a man’s cum!” she said, running her tongue around her lips before pulling on the backs of his knees to get him sitting at the edge of the chair.

Grunts, groans, and a few ‘Oh Gods’ were all she heard as her head bobbed on his cock and tried to imagine what it would feel like inside her. She could tell he was close, so she decided to tease him a bit.

“Would you like to stick him in my wet pussy later, Bobby?” she said, feigning an innocent look. “Hm? Do you want to FUCK me?” she added with heavy emphasis on the key word.

“Ohhh my God!” he cried as her mouth and hands doubled their efforts. “Yes! Yes! Please?” he begged, straining to hold on seconds before the eruption.

He collapsed into the chair, his body shaking. Even more than last time, he couldn’t believe what she’d done to him so quickly. He felt lightheaded, nearly hyperventilating before he exploded. Additional shivers passed through his body as he realized she was still sucking on his dick. When he opened his eyes, he smiled dreamily at this incredible woman who was giving and teaching him so much.

“That was fantastic, Linda! Thank you!”

“You’re welcome, but I enjoyed it too!” she said as she stood and put his right hand on the wet crotch of her panties. “My turn!” she declared, sighing as his fingers rubbed gently, improving on his last effort. “How would you like to lick my pussy, Bobby?” she asked, but got a distasteful look in response. She imagined such a reaction wasn’t uncommon the first time it was suggested, so he’d need some convincing. “I promise you, Bobby, that every woman loves to have her pussy licked, and you’ll have a much better chance of getting to fuck her if you know how to lick her first!”

“You’ll show me what to do?” he asked as his fingers pressed harder still on that soft little mound between her legs.

“Oh yes! You’ll learn a lot about what gets a woman hot!” she said, taking his hand and leading him into the kitchen. There was an island in the middle of the room from which she’d cleared appliances and utensils according to her plan; her plan that was proceeding just as she hoped. With her back to the granite countertop, she put her hands on the edge. “Help me up?” she requested and loved the feel of his hands on her bare waist and the strength he applied to sitting her on the counter’s surface, the cold stone adding a different sort of stimulation.

With her knees up and feet on the edge, she shifted back a little, spread her legs, and put her hand where Bobby’s had been previously, slowly rubbing the noticeable wet stain. Her panties, which were already damp with anticipation before he arrived, were now soaked, and she pressed them into her slit to get them even wetter, and hopefully more fragrant. Her strategy to get him a little more excited about it seemed to be working, as she could see a ‘Let me!’ look on his face as he watched her hand enviously.

“Soft and gentle, Bobby, whether it’s your fingers, lips, or tongue,” she said as his hand took the place of hers. She saw him bending forward expectantly. “It’s okay! Put your lips right here!” she said, pointing with a single finger.

He moved hesitantly, still a bit unsure about it. He liked the idea of his face in her pussy, the first and only pussy he’d ever touched, but he was still worried about the taste. He loved the feel of her silky smooth thighs against his face when she moved them closer. Just inches away, she saw his nostrils flare and a smile form, showing he liked her scent.

“You like the smell, don’t you?”

“Yes! It smells … I don’t know. Sexy?” he offered, meaning only that it was really turning him on.

“Put your mouth on … oh, yeah!” she gasped when his mouth suddenly pressed hard against the sodden crotch of her panties. Aside from the wonderful feeling of his face between her thighs, she loved the process of teaching this eager boy to do precisely what she wanted and couldn’t wait for him to take her panties off. She wouldn’t have to wait long.

“Mmm, you taste really good, Linda!” he said, licking the wet satin gusset of her panties. “Should I take your panties off now?”

“Yes, but slowly. There’s no rush,” she said, lifting her hips off the counter to allow her panties to pass as he reached behind her, his palms caressing the soft flesh of her ass. “Oh, Bobby! That’s it!” she encouraged as he applied what she said in his own way. His hands glided over her thighs, pushing the lacy panties before them up past her knees. They fell around her ankles, and she lifted her bare feet for him to pull them off.

He surprised her when he held the tiny garment up to his nose and breathed in deeply, humming with his eyes closed, savoring her sensual scent. When his eyes opened, there was a look of hunger in them. He was learning quickly.

“You want to lick me now, don’t you?” He nodded slowly and, with his hands on her knees, pulled them apart, feasting his eyes on her glistening lips. “Start with some soft kisses, wherever you want, and then lick when you think I’m ready for … Oh God!” she gasped as his lips burrowed into her slit, kissing repeatedly.

She wasn’t prepared for him to take over as he had, but she loved it. Such a contrast to the clumsy, tentative experimenting he’d done last week. Was he just naturally good at it, or had it been way too long since the last time someone ate her pussy. It was probably a little of both, but she didn’t care, as she knew this climax would undoubtedly be better than last week’s.

With her fingers entwined in his sandy blonde hair, she offered some direction, but her hips seemed to rise off the counter of their own accord, pushing her slippery lips into his face. He got rather noisy with his slurping and sucking, which she usually didn’t like, but she loved his enthusiasm.

“Let me show you my clit!” she offered, and he stopped licking, though his fingers had gotten involved by now, and she gasped when he slid two fingers inside her just like last time. “Right here, at the top of my slit,” she explained as she pulled the hood back, exposing her erect nub. “It gets hard, like your cock. Touch it! Ooo! It’s very sensitive! Now lick it! Oh God, yes!” She lay back on the counter with her legs spread wide. “Eat me, Bobby! Lick my cunt and make me cum in your face!”

Turned loose to show what he could do, he wondered if he should return to her first instruction of ‘soft and gentle,’ but seeing how excited she already was, he couldn’t go back to the beginning. He loved the taste of her pussy, so he used his tongue to lap at her swollen lips and between. He kept the two fingers inside, but pumped them slowly and steadily, wondering how his cock was going to feel in there when he got his chance to fuck her.

“My clit, Bobby! Please!?” she pleaded.

Using his free hand, he pulled the hood back, exposing it, then kissing and licking it. She responded immediately, pushing her pussy into his face, making it obvious they were way past ‘slow and gentle.’ Concentrating on that hard little nub, he flicked it faster and faster with his snakelike tongue, stopping occasionally to take a quick trip through her slit for another taste. The fingers inside her upped the pace as well, and before long her body was stiff from the strain of holding on until she came.

Her hips jerked and thighs trembled as they fell back to the hard surface of the countertop, panting and gasping while ecstatic waves passed through her. Bobby looked on, proud of what he’d done.

Suddenly, her hands reached out, grabbed his head, and pulled it back into her crotch. She held it there as she ground her pussy and his face together. Bobby extended his tongue, though he had little say over where it went as she guided him through her squirming crotch. Only his fingers, now punching into her pussy, were within his control as she rocketed to another orgasm that left her body twitching and shaking with his head clamped tightly between her thighs until she’d calmed down.

“Alright – Bobby – I need  - that cock – inside me – now!” she gasped between deep breaths as she rolled over and slid off the counter until she was bent over it. “From behind! Doggie style! Gimme that cock!” she demanded in clipped phrases, holding her hand out. She grabbed hold of it as soon as he stepped close enough that she could reach it and guided it to her dripping pussy.

“Oh God, Linda!” he cried, as she inserted just the tip.

“Now, Bobby! Take it very slowly! I’ve never had anything this big in me!” she said, looking back at his startled face.

“Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!” he panted as the extraordinary feeling of her silken sheath encasing him steadily increased. He wasn’t even all the way in, and he suddenly understood why all his friends would do anything for this, and had encouraged him to do the same.

“Oh – my – fucking – God!” she cried at the same time, having never felt anything so deep inside her. “Oh, Bobby! That’s so fucking good!”

“I know!” he replied with an uncharacteristic lack of modesty.

“Just stay there!” she demanded when she felt his hips against her ass, wanting to savor the incredible fullness. “Oh yeah! Just a little! Like that!” she gasped as he wriggled within her. “Now. Pull back. Very slowly. Oh God!” she yelled with the fantastic sensations of being stretched so in both dimensions.

“Linda! You feel sooo good!” he cried, as he pushed back in, a little quicker this time.

“Jesus, Bobby!”

Bobby knew this part, at least what he was supposed to do, if not the incredible result. Back and forth. In and out. Slowly. Smoothly. Always a little left in, and always fully back in. Instinctively faster, though increasing gradually. Both speechless. Grunts. Groans. Breathing in quick pants. He could feel the approaching explosion coming, though it felt like several orders of magnitude more than when he was in her mouth.

“Oh fuck! I’m … I’m cumming! I’m … I’m … ohhh my Goooddd!!” she screamed when it hit her like a tsunami, her whole body engulfed in ecstatic waves of bliss. Only after several moments did she realize he was still pumping his enormous cock into her electrified pussy, prompting pleading whimpers that said ‘No more!’

Bobby couldn’t believe the heights he was reaching, expecting to have cum long before this. Short, hard thrusts preceded his imminent orgasm, eliciting a chorus of exclamations from them both. Feeling lightheaded again, he reached for the countertop to steady himself as he remained buried deep in Linda’s pussy, shockwaves cascading throughout his body.

“Holy shit, Bobby!” she gasped as the second, smaller orgasm triggered by his powerful ejaculation subsided. She could feel him shrinking inside her, itself a pleasurable sensation. “Oh, Bobby!” she cried as she rose and turned to hug him tightly around the waist, her head against his heaving chest.

Surprised by the sudden show of affection, he wrapped his arms around her, intuitively rubbing her back like calming a baby, though the occasional shudder still rocked him. They held each other for longer than either expected, despite knowing they both needed to return to work, but her hours were less flexible than his, so she was the one to finally end the embrace.

“That was one of the most amazing … no, the most amazing fucking I’ve ever had, Bobby! Next time, I think I’m gonna just let you take charge!”

“There’s going to be a next time? I mean, you have work and all,” he said as they returned to the dinette table where they’d left their clothes.

“I want there to be a next time! Don’t you?” she asked with concern, afraid that he was trying to find a way out like all the useless men she’d dated since her divorce.

“Yes!” he replied emphatically, “Oh yes, I do, Linda!”

“Good!” she said with evident relief, knowing there was no future in it but an incredible weekly shagging. “You’re right, though. I can’t disappear in the afternoons like this every week, especially in the middle of the week. Is there a day when you can come around lunchtime?” she asked, noting the unintended double entendre with the word ‘come.’

“School just started again, but I have no classes in the afternoon on Fridays. I could be here by 12:30?”

“That’ll work!”

“But I can’t do it this Friday, okay? I have to study for the SATs I’m taking on Saturday. My mom is insisting I take them, even though I can’t afford to go to college. I might be able to go to community college if I save enough from my lawn business.”

“That’s okay,” she said, though inside she wished she didn’t have to wait a week and a half to have this experience again. “Thank you, Bobby!” she said, hugging him again when he had his shorts back on, loving the feeling of her cheek against his bare chest. “Now, remember!” she said, lifting her head and looking him in the eye, “Nobody can know about this!”

“I understand. And thank you, too!” he said, giving her an unexpected tender kiss.

“I’ll see you next Friday! Would you like me to recruit some friends to sign up for your lawn service?”

“I’d really appreciate that! I can handle quite a bit more than I have right now,” he replied, having no idea yet just what kind of ‘handling’ that would entail.

They said goodbye with another kiss, and Bobby walked away, celebrating what most men would after their first time, ‘I’m not a virgin anymore!’ Linda put herself back together and returned to work, happy that she didn’t need a date with her rubber ‘boyfriend’ in the shower this time.

The following Sunday, her best friend, Julie, was over with her kids. Sitting by the pool in more modest swimsuits, they watched over the four kids frolicking in the pool, enjoying the delight of child laughter.

“You still have Bobby doing your lawn, don’t you?” Julie asked out of the blue.

“Um, yes,” Linda responded guardedly. “Why do you ask?”

“Have you noticed a change in him recently?”

“No. Why?” she lied with a knowing smile, thinking, ‘Noticed? Fuck yeah, I noticed!’

“You know I always offer him a drink when he’s done with the lawn, and he’s always polite, but very shy. This week, he seemed so happy about something, talking a blue streak, but when I asked him why, he wouldn’t say. Do you have any idea?”

“No,” Linda responded, trying to hold in a Cheshire grin. Julie looked at her askance.

“He’s such a nice boy, and it was good to see him like that. I even noticed it while he was mowing, though with his muscular bare chest and those tight shorts, I noticed something else, too, you know?” Linda couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her guffaw had Julie instantly curious. “What are you not telling me?”

“Nothing! Nothing, Julie!” she lied unconvincingly.

“No, there’s something! Come on! We always tell each other everything! Out with it!”

“Okay, but you can’t tell a soul about this! Especially Bobby!”

--===<<<O>>>===--

Will Bobby be adding another type of service for his customers? With Julie, maybe? More to com! I love all the 'Likes,' 'Favorites,' and comments you've offered so far and ... THANKS FOR READING!!