Later that week, when Bobby met Linda for lunch, they had a very special ‘meal’ together, in gratitude and celebration of Linda's help in getting Bobby a new client. They ate in bed, with Bobby on his back, feeding her her favorite sausage, then returning the favor by having her peach fed to him in ever-increasing mouthfuls from above.

He’d surprised her with his prowess a couple of weeks earlier when she thought she was introducing him to facesitting, and now it was her favorite form of oral sex with her young exuberant lover. She’d get him on his back while she licked and sucked his always-ready cock and kept him there after he filled her mouth with his seed, when she’d move up to place her smooth, bare pussy on his mouth. After riding his face to two or three superb orgasms, he was ready to be ridden once more, this time with his cock deep inside Linda’s clutching pussy.

They’d usually be able to have a second round before Linda’s time was up, needing to return to work before she was missed.

Bobby still had no idea that Linda had tipped Julie off about him, and even with Mia now in the mix, he still hadn’t figured out how he was all of a sudden so successful with women, but he certainly wasn’t looking that gift horse in the mouth.

Funnily, though Linda and Julie were best friends, they hadn’t discussed Bobby again since the first time. Linda assumed that Julie was still a faithful wife, despite her diminishing sexual satisfaction. Julie figured that the fewer people who knew, the better, and she hoped that her young stud’s innocent naivete kept him from boasting. She assumed her gorgeous friend had used Bobby to scratch her itch just the one time, but would want to return to men her own age, given her single status.

While Bobby managed to maintain his act as a young, inexperienced lover, he was wise enough to realize the tenuous position he was in. These women all had lives beyond the scope of their fractions of an hour flings with him, and one finding out about the other might cause the whole thing to come crashing down around him. He was enjoying it too much and had too many things still to learn to let that happen, so he was closed-mouthed as well.

Arriving at the Bianchi home for the first scheduled mowing, he thought briefly of Mia, but knowing she was back at school, he didn’t let it affect him and got right to work with his new mower. His old one had been getting cranky, and he’d decided to splurge a little with the unexpected fee increases he’d gotten from Linda, Julie, and his new client. He bought a new, larger mower, though it was still manually driven, and Mrs. Bianchi’s lawn was his first chance to use it.

He was mowing the front when he saw a curtain pull back and a shadowy image of a woman he assumed was Mrs. Bianchi look out. She was still there when he went past the window again, though, having seen she’d been noticed, the curtain fell back in place, and she walked away, but not before Bobby saw what he thought was some bare flesh, though he dismissed it as his imagination.

Working in the backyard, he noticed the curtains pulled aside from the wide expanse of sliding, French doors and again saw Mrs. Bianchi walking past them to the kitchen and then back. She was far enough away from the windows that he couldn’t see what she was wearing, but he did see some sort of garment streaming out behind her as she rushed about. He tried, mostly successfully, to ignore it and concentrate on his work.

Lucia was even more excited than she’d expected to be once she’d finished her preparations and sat out of sight while watching the young man work. On the wrong side of forty, she fondly remembered young men like Bobby, with whom she’d been rather generous with her charms in her single years. In fact, she’d married one of them, and Mia was the result. Unfortunately, while she remained faithful to her Italian he-man, his attraction to the younger women who always seemed drawn to him was his downfall.

At first, she did everything she could to hold on to him, working with a trainer at the gym to keep her body as alluring as it had been, being attentive to his needs, and giving in to whatever demands he’d make in bed that got kinkier with time. While she agreed to almost anything, it wasn’t just to please him, as she found she very much enjoyed it too, especially when it came to her ass. It started with his finger, progressed to his tongue, and finally his thick cock stuffed into that tight back door. She even liked the playful spanking he gave her and looked forward to another that never happened because shortly after, he announced he was leaving her.

By the time the divorce was final, she’d become accustomed to her life with her young, barely teenage daughter, whose social life outside the home gave Lucia ample opportunities to enjoy the men who flocked around her, attracted to and encouraged by her voluptuous body.

She enjoyed the unbridled sex, but didn’t want or return their displays of affection and desire for a relationship. They all seemed to come with the baggage of prior wives who either left them or died, leaving the men trying to replace them. She’d tried for younger men, but they were all still ‘happily’ married, and the one she did land was so guilt-ridden after their first time he gave her up quickly.

She had higher hopes for the muscular young lawn boy whom Mia had gotten so excited about. Her relationship with her daughter was very close and considered more like a close friend with whom they confided many secrets, the most recent of which was the size of the new lawn boy’s cock.

Bobby finished the lawn and edging, then headed into the backyard with the blower. He worked his way around the perimeter, blowing the clippings away from the ornamental bushes and trees, and when he got to the other side, he started on the patio around the pool, up against the house first. Blowing the grass and leaves from under the kitchen window, he noticed too late that the entire expanse of doors was open in the back and inadvertently blew some of the debris into the room. He looked inside briefly before stepping in to correct his mistake with a quick blast from the blower, and only then did he see Mrs. Bianchi.

One wouldn’t think by this time that a woman standing almost naked before him would startle him, but to say he wasn’t stunned would be unfair to Lucia. He froze, though he managed to kill the engine on the idling leaf blower, before setting it down outside.

“Hello, Bobby!” she said in an alluring voice, standing beside the end of a large sectional sofa capped by an upholstered chaise lounge, wearing only a silky gray robe that stood open. “What’s the matter? Never seen a naked woman before?” she said as the robe billowed to the floor.

“Um, yes, but …” he started, almost saying, ‘They’re usually not naked yet,’ but caught himself just in time. “You’re very beautiful, Mrs Bi …”

“Call me Lucia,” she interrupted in a whisper as she stepped up, standing close enough that her pointy nipples grazed his bare chest.

“You’re very pretty, Lucia,” he said softly with his eyes fixed on her incredible tits.

“Just pretty, Bobby? Not sexy?” she pouted. “Here,” she said, taking his hands and placing them on her tits, “Touch them. Mmm! Squeeze them. Ohh! Kiss them! Oh yeah! And lick them,” she said with a breathy sigh as his tongue circled her nips.

When he stood again, her hands glided over his well-sculpted, hairless chest, biting her lip and exhaling noisily through her nose. Stepping closer, her tits squashed against his chest as their hands gravitated toward each other’s ass.

“Ooo! Mia said you have a tight, little bottom!” she said, squeezing it through his shorts first, but then trying to slip her hands inside.

“I like your bottom, too, Lucia!” he said, squeezing her fleshy cheeks.

“Why don’t we take these off, okay?” she asked of the too-tight shorts.

She didn’t wait for an answer and was tugging his shorts and underwear down as she knelt moments later. His cock had been growing down the leg of his shorts and sprang up in her face when freed of its confines.

“Oh my! She said you were well-endowed, too, but this? Oof!” she enthused as she took it in both hands, marveling at its size.

It wasn’t that she’d never had a long cock before, but it had been a while, and she wasn’t going to squander this opportunity. She loved his pleading moans as her hands stroked his hardness, feeling him growing still, but left the tip for her mouth and tongue.

“Oh my God, Lu … Lucia!” he cried when she wrapped her breasts around his length, rising and falling on her knees, having him fuck her tits.

Putting her head down, each time his knob emerged from its supple squeeze, it went straight into her mouth for a tongue tease.

“Mmm, like that, Bobby? Wanna cum on my tits or in my mouth?” she asked, knowing it wouldn’t be long.

“M – M – Mouth!” he stammered.

“Mmm,” she hummed as she licked, sucked, squeezed, and stroked his cock and balls until he exploded, deep in her throat.

“Oh fuck!” he cried as his thighs shook. While each woman had her own unique way with him in their mouth, Lucia’s provided the quickest path to that special heaven, though the detour between her creamy tits certainly helped.  

“Not yet, Bobby, but we’ll get to that too!” she said as she stood and wrapped her arms around his waist, providing some stability for his quaking body. “Mia says you’ve got a talented tongue,” she said, lifting her head off his chest to look in his eyes, overt desire in hers.

“Did Mia tell you everything about what we did?”

“Of course! Mia’s as much my BFF as my daughter. We share everything!” she said, implying more than he’d understand at the moment. “Have you ever had a woman sit on your face to have her pussy licked?”

“Yes. And I … I liked it! But I don’t know if I was any good at it,” he added, reverting to his inexperienced persona as it seemed to work for him.

“Did she cum?” she asked as she grabbed his ass and pulled him closer.

“Oh, yes! All over my face!”

“Then you’re good at it! Lie on the lounger, Bobby!” she instructed, giving his butt a good, hard smack to urge him along.

Bobby peeled his sneakers off and shook his shorts and underwear free before lying on the cool, dark leather of the lounger. Lucia stood for a moment at the end of the large flat section of the sofa, staring at his hard, again or still hard (?) cock standing tall, wishing she could sit on it now, but wanting to be dripping wet when she did. She smiled, seeing Bobby subconsciously licking his lips at the sight of her freshly shaved pussy with a line of glistening moisture between her plump lips.

“Mmm, do you want to lick my pussy, Bobby? Hm?” she said, slipping a finger teasingly into her slit, moaning, “Ohhh, she needs a good licking!”

“Yes, please, Lucia!” he replied enthusiastically, getting a slutty smile as she stepped up on the chaise and walked toward him with his body between her legs. “Oh God!” he said with the incredible view of her standing directly above him and slowly, slowly lowering her pussy toward his mouth, her lips opening like the bloom of an orchid as she got closer.

Just inches away, her fingers rudely pulled the puffy lips apart before she landed on his face. His lips were in her slit, and he could feel her moist lips splayed over his mouth, her hips rocking and rolling urgently, wiping his nose and mouth with her tender flesh. Extending his tongue gave her something else for her kitten to play with, and she was rather vocal in her appreciation. She had a different musky scent and taste that he eagerly lapped up.

“Yeah! That’s it, Bobby! Lick my pussy! Ohh, I’m gonna cum so hard on your face!” she predicted.

Her banter continued as he opened his mouth to suck on her lips, her still active hips pulling it out of his mouth with a ‘Pop!’ each time. He was surprised by her stamina as she remained squatting on her feet and began bouncing on his face when his outstretched tongue found the right hole.

“Oh my God!” she cried repeatedly as her exaggerated motions morphed into restrained shaking, while he took up the slack with his tongue slithering through her slit, and nibbling on her clit with each cycle just the way Julie had shown him.

Another minute or two of his almost tormenting tongue, and she could barely speak, though that didn’t keep her quiet. Gasps between panting breaths increased in frequency as she marveled at this young boy’s proficiency. She fell to her knees one leg at a time, with Bobby lifting his head to maintain contact with her dripping lips.

“Oh fu … Oh fu … Fu … Fu … Fuuccckkk!” she cried as her juices flowed freely over his face.

He could feel her thighs against his face, shaking with her climax. He loved doing that to Julie. It felt like a superpower, being able to reduce a gorgeous woman to a blubbering, gasping mess as the climactic waves passed through her. But he wasn’t done with this one yet.

She’d fallen to all an all-fours position with her pussy inches above his face as she tried to recover, still dripping on his chin and neck. She knew what she wanted next and wondered if he’d ever done it before when she felt his hands on her ass, his grip lifting his face back into her sloppy wet crotch.

“Oh God! Oh fuck! Yeah! Yeah! That’s it, Bobby! Eat my fucking cunt!” she gasped between still ragged breaths, surprised that he hadn’t let up a bit.

Julie had shown him how a full frontal attack before she’d come down from the first climax could send her soaring quickly to another, and it seemed to be working with Lucia as well. Her body began trembling again almost immediately, and while she tried to push her pussy into his mashing face, he was the one doing all the work. All she could manage was to rock her hips a bit to alter where his face made contact.

Reduced to high-pitched squeals and yips, she climbed higher than she could remember in any recent time, expecting every second to reach the summit that eluded her.

“Oh! Ohh! Ohhh! Oh – my – fucking – God!” she screamed as a fresh batch of her milky nectar poured onto Bobby’s face.

Falling to her side, only half on the chaise and her legs dangling over the edge, her body quaked in the aftermath of the best orgasm she’d had in a very long time. With her eyes closed, watching a light show on the back of her eyelids, she felt Bobby’s hand on her tummy. Gentle soothing fingers at first, but the sparks flew again when they landed on her tits, not so gentle now, with firmer squeezes and pinches.

She opened her eyes to see his gentle smile and placed one hand over his, encouraging even rougher treatment. She smiled, too, at the sight of his cock, jutting straight out from his body like a lance ready for the joust.

“Lie back, Bobby,” she said, pushing him back into his prior position. “After that feat, I don’t know if I have the energy to do this, but I’m sure as hell gonna try!” she said with her doubt evident in her voice as she climbed back on her young stud, straddling and sitting on his thighs. “Wanna get fucked?” she asked as she stroked the long shaft she couldn’t wait to feel in her pussy, chuckling at his exuberant reply.

She moved forward, holding the tip of his cock against her pussy, but the angle wasn’t right, and she had to rise up off one knee to get it properly underneath and aligned. The tip inside, she sat.

“Oh, FUCK!” she gasped as her pussy inhaled the entire length in one smooth descent. “Oh God, Bobby!” she sighed loudly as she squirmed in place, savoring the incredible depth of his reach.

Bobby loved how he slid in so easily, so smoothly into her enveloping pussy, realizing the fit wasn’t quite as tight as it was with Linda. Still, he wasn’t complaining. He liked the feeling and the sight of her writhing on his impalement, but would rather be penetrating her wet cunt with long thrusts.

She seemed to read his mind as she leaned forward, and with her hands on his chest, she rose a few inches and dropped again before starting the real fucking. Rocking forward at increasing lengths, she kept expecting him to fall out of her the way her usual lovers did, but he had the gift that kept giving. Her tits were in Bobby’s face before she felt the large, swollen tip at the entrance.

Having found the limit, she fell into a steady rhythm, feeling the fantastic friction of him penetrating her so deeply, and it didn’t take long to feel another climax on the way, but her tired legs were betraying her.

He noticed how her movements became shorter and slower and decided to take over, his hips slapping into hers with each hard upward thrust. Her eyes opened wider with each punch to her pussy.

“Oh God! That’s it, Bobby! Fuck me hard! Fuck me! Fu me … oh, ohh, ohhh!” she begged until she came yet again, falling onto his still hard cock and her body resting and quivering atop his.

Reduced to heavy breathing, she still felt the occasional shudder when he poked at her crotch. He waited until she’d fully calmed before making a motion to roll them over, ready to do it again with him on top this time.

“No. No,” she pleaded. “Can’t! Not in my pussy,” she whispered as she slowly rose up off his cock. “In my ass!” she said, noticing his questioning face. “You’ve never done anal?” She didn’t need a verbal reply as it was quite plain in his expression of mild disgust. “Don’t worry. I’m nice and clean! You’re gonna love it! Trust me!”

She struggled to her feet and reached in between the sofa cushions for something Bobby didn’t see, before moving to the end of the sofa and bending over the high arm, waggling her sexy butt as enticement.

“C’mon! Get up and stand behind me,” she instructed. “You’ve fucked a girl from behind, haven’t you?” she asked as he took his place behind her.

“Yes, but …” he said, staring dubiously at her crotch as a dollop of semen fell from her pussy onto the hardwood floor.

“It’s just a different hole! Here. Take the lube,” she said, handing him the bottle she’d hidden in the sofa. “It’s a lot tighter back there, so we need some help.”

Bobby had only heard about anal sex, but he didn’t think ‘normal’ people did it. He had a fleeting thought that his mother would probably drop dead on the spot if she saw him with his dick in a woman’s ass. That thought actually eased his mind a bit, realizing his reluctance was likely born in his mother’s puritanical training.

“Okay. So what do I do?” he asked as his erection returned once his mind was intrigued.

“Pour some lube into your left palm. That’s it. Now, use your middle finger and rub some right on my asshole. Ooo, yeah! Good! Now push some inside. Yeah! Oh yeah, like that! Get some more lube on your finger and do it again. Oh! Unh! Unh! Jesus, Bobby! You’ve got long fingers too!” she gasped as his finger fucked her ass past the second knuckle.

Always enjoying something that gave women such pleasure, he was warming quickly to the idea and coated his cock liberally with the lube when she told him to.

“Okay, now take it slowly at first!” she said as she felt it pushing against her star. It had been a while since she’d last had a cock in her ass, but she remembered how to relax her sphincter to make the penetration easier. “That’s it. Push it in slow … Ohh!” she gasped as she felt the tip finally inside. “Yeah! Yeah! Now pull out a little and pour some more lube on it!”

Having felt the tightness, Bobby wanted it now. He left the tip in and squirted more lube on his cock as he pushed in further. Understanding the mechanics of lubricating a shaft in a tight-fitting hole, he pumped it in and out a couple of inches to spread the lube, adding more as he went.

“Holy fuck, Bobby!” she cried as he pushed all the way in with one long, steady thrust. “Oh God! Now fuck me! Fuck my ass!” she pleaded as she rested her full weight on the sofa’s arm.

The extreme tightness was new to him, and he kept squirting more lube onto his plunging cock until he was sliding easily into her constricting tunnel. It was his turn to grunt and groan at the extraordinary feeling. He had his eyes closed, savoring the new experience, and didn’t see her rise up a bit, turning to smile at him.

“Oh my God!” he cried when she clenched, crushing his cock even more.

“Finger my clit, Bobby!” she demanded, knowing she didn’t always cum from anal, and wasn’t taking a chance despite having never had something so long stuffed in there. “Yeah, rub it hard!” she said as she took one hand off the cushion to maul her tits. She knew he’d be cumming pretty soon.

“Oh! Ohh! Hoh! Hoh!” he cried, the pitch of his voice increasing.

“That’s it, Bobby! Rub my clit and cum in my ass!”

Pounding her ass, he remembered how Linda liked having her ass smacked when he was doing her from behind like this.

“Ow! Yeah! Yeah! Spank me!” she pleaded, craving the sting and suddenly knowing what she was gonna do with her young stud next time.

Yelps, gasps, and rude noises filled the room as Bobby came first, his jerking hips ramming into hers, and with a well-timed spank, he triggered hers as well.

Bobby wrapped his arms around her, grabbed her tits, and pulled her up against his body with his cock still throbbing in her ass.

“Oh my God, Lucia! That was … unfucking real!” he said with uncharacteristic vulgarity.

“Ooo!” she squeaked with the pleasant sensation of him pulling out. “You’re quite an amazing young man!” she said as she turned to face him, then mashed her lips against his with a tongueful kiss. After resting her head on his sweaty chest for a few moments, she asked, “Can we do it again next week, Bobby?” She simply had to know this wasn’t a one-night stand.

“I’d love to!” he said enthusiastically, though still trying to calm his breathing after her smothering kiss. “But I really need to go now. I still have to finish blowing off your patio,” he started, reminded of Mia’s accurate boast about her ‘blowing off’ ability. “And I still have one more job to do before dark!” he said, noticing the light fading outside.

He dressed in his minimal wardrobe quickly and turned to face her again.

“Thank you!” she said with a shorter, tender kiss.

“No, thank you, Mrs Bianchi!” he replied with a knowing smile.

A minute later, the loud whine of a two-cycle engine disturbed the evening when he started the blower and got back to work, unaware that Lucia was watching his every move and getting wet again as she anticipated next week.

“I think I might be a very naughty girl next week!” she said aloud to herself.

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Bobby's building quite a harem in addition to his lawn mowing service, isn't he? Who's next to experience his 'superpower'? I hope you're still enjoying this ongoing saga and offer many 'Likes,' 'Favorites,' and comments! THANKS FOR READING!!