The New Neighbour - Part 19

The New Neighbour -- Part 19

A Word from the Author: The story you are about to read is pure fiction where all characters are eighteen years of age or older. The story involves treating women as sexual playthings but I do not condone treating women with anything but respect. Having said that this is a fantasy story and if you have any difficulty with the content I would urge you not to read this story or any of the other parts of the story. For those who have been following this long drawn out story I apologize for taking so long in getting to this part. I had intended on making the "Dennis Wong part" over two separate parts but decided (because of the delay) to give you everything in one longer part.

My intention over the next few months is to finish this story. I estimate that there will be anywhere from three to five more parts before it is all said and done. Enjoy and don't forget to leave a comment letting me know whether you enjoyed it. We do this for free and our reward is hearing from you, the readers.

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With Dennis's pending appearance the old man patted himself on the back for a well-thought-out plan, a plan he had been contemplating since he first discovered the young man at the country dance. His goal was to offer the young overweight Asian man a viable explanation for her behavior without the old man revealing himself in the process. The old man had verified that Dennis had taken the bait and now believed the backdrop storyline that he had manufactured.

Digging into Dennis Wong's past had been a simple matter through the old man's illicit contacts. He had learned that Dennis Wong had been arrested once for hacking local businesses and released on his own recognizance. He further learned that Dennis's hacking skills were top-notch and that the arrest was a fluke. Armed with that information the old man figured that Dennis had likely hacked Mrs. Prescott's computer and would likely do it again. The old man had, with the help of his contacts, set-up a folder with a hidden alert tag titled "Therapy" and had created a few false documents including a detailed report of her fictitious background.

The therapists report spoke of her early career as a high school teacher, teaching eighteen- and nineteen-year-olds when she was in her mid-twenties. The false report went on to explain that she had announced to her students that she was engaged to be married. Many of her students drooled over her given that she had always warn short skirts that revealed her panties and blouses that looked as if the buttons were going to explode off her chest at any moment.

The report read that on a Friday at the end of the day she accepted a ride from three of her male students claiming to want to celebrate her engagement. Seeing nothing amiss she accompanied them to a private log cabin nearby in the mountains where they offered her doctored drinks that rendered her helpless. Over the next two days dozens of her male students showed up to sexually explore the naïve teacher. According to the report by the end of the weekend she was actively participating with the young men doing everything they asked of her and more. The incident was never reported to the police. Shortly thereafter she packed up and left in the middle of the night. No one, including her fiancée, had any idea where she had gone.

A month later she found work at a high school halfway across the country. In short order she had been let go because of inappropriate behavior with three of her male students including having been seen flashing her bare breasts at young men. The therapist had determined that the incident in the mountains had changed her and that she had reversed roles and become a sexual predator of young men. The report concluded that she should never again work in close proximity to young men unless she had met certain therapeutic treatments and psychological counselling. None of this was true of course but it paved the way for Dennis Wong's arrival and would help explain her behavior without raising suspicion of a law enforcement sting operation.

The old man smiled when the file alert tag had been triggered. A quick search identified Dennis as the culprit. The old man smiled wondering what the young man was thinking as he had read the false report. Initially the old man had wanted to make an appearance playing the part of the therapist but he decided it was too risky to reveal himself. No he would stay in the shadows and force the beautiful wife into one compromising situation after another with young Dennis Wong. The old man could already feel Amanda's emotional state entering new territory as she lamented what she suspected was about to happen.

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Dennis Wong's house...

Dennis sat at his computer desk re-reading the therapy report on Mrs. Prescott and the attached documents. He hadn't expected to find such a goldmine of information but he also questioned whether it was real or not. Only one way to find out he thought.

At a minimum he was hoping on getting to see her in person face to face, or face to breast, and if luck was on his side perhaps a chance to see her partly naked to at least confirm the accuracy of the photo-shopping he had done of her. He knew deep down that the chances of that happening were infinitesimally small but as his father used to say, "you can't expect to win unless you buy a ticket".

Going over to her house was the closest thing to buying a ticket. And if the therapy report was accurate this day could turn out to be ripe for an article in penthouse forum.

Dennis, as well as everyone else in the area, knew by now that her husband was incarcerated for another six months leaving the gorgeous sexy wife all alone and seemingly unprotected. If her passions were as high as the therapy report suggested then Dennis believed she would be itching for a good fucking from a young man. His cock swelled immediately at the prospect even though he considered it remote to non-existent.

He closed down his computer and headed outside to get ready to leave. As he loaded his lawnmower, trimmer and other equipment into his dilapidated pick-up truck his expectations were high but the practical reality was another thing altogether. That didn't stop his imagination from running wild however.

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Amanda Prescott...

Amanda was in a panic unlike any other she had experienced while under the old man's control. She didn't understand what was happening to her and how the old man was able to do what he wanted with her. Until recently she was in the dark as the growing list of sexual experiences were erased daily by the old man but that had ended a few days ago. Now she recalled the horror of what had been done and how she had acted encouraging the abuse. Her earliest recollection was raping John Cowper taking his monster-sized erection as deep as it would go and squeezing it relentlessly with her deep pussy muscles until every drop of his semen was emptied into her. She felt her body tense and tremble with just the thought of what she had done.

Then there had been her behavior with the pizza delivery man as she revealed every inch of her near perfect body to him proudly as she willingly sucked and fucked him. The fact that she had let the man bring her to orgasm was both demoralizing and depressing. Then she had gone ahead and aloud him to photo and video her in all manner of sexual positions.

It was all too much to take. She felt her sanity slowly slipping. At first she had worried about being forced to perform in a sex contest at the county's local strip club which she had heard served up a menu of sexual options for time with the women who worked there. The last thing she wanted was to be on the menu. But now she had to deal with Dennis Wong. She hoped and prayed that he was a gentleman and would refuse to participate in any dalliance with her no matter what she did to encourage him. From all appearances he appeared to be a nice young man. She truly hoped that was the case.

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The Old man...

The old man had learned that weakening the walls of the mind room (something he didn't know he could do until recently) brought her into the sexual experience as if she were voluntarily participating and enjoying every touch, every smell, and every orgasm. Previously it was more of a physical thing only where her body would feel the thrill with minimal effect on her emotions.

But he now knew the benefits and dangers that weakened walls meant -- a greater ability to escape. He had to be much more precise in his actions to control her, a truth he had learned the hard way as his body reminded him of the injuries she had inflicted upon him.

The old man smiled as he felt her exert force on the wall, screaming and protesting demanding that she be let go.

I'm not done with you yet Mrs. Prescott," he spoke to her through the mind connection.

"Both you and your husband have physically injured me and there is a price to pay for that. For George his price includes six more months locked up with a lot more humiliation headed his way when he learns of his wife's desires to please so many men in this town."

"Please!!! Please I'm sorry!!!" she pleaded.

"I know that you would have killed me or tried to," he said, "if not for your longing for Mr. Cowper's cock that you took full advantage of."

"STOP... STOP... PLEASE..." she begged trying to forget how wanton she had acted fucking herself on the young man like a whore. She had been unaware that suggestive conditioning had turned her into a wanton slut only releasing her from its tenacious grip through her sexual release.

Amanda used every ounce of her strength and willpower to fight back and break free but it was useless. The old man had temporarily hardened the walls blocking any further attempt. He intended on weakening the walls once again when Dennis showed up. He wanted to see her sexual degradation at the hands of the young man.

Amanda's anxiety increased by leaps and bounds as she recalled the ugly pizza delivery man. She had felt as if she were stuck behind shatter-proof glass looking out helplessly at a woman who looked exactly like her on the other side performing sexual acts with the man with every touch, sensation, and orgasm racing through her as if she were that other woman. It was horrifying and exhilarating at the same time as her body responded itching for more. It was those duo feelings that frightened her to the core.

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A short while later the doorbell rang. Amanda walked hesitantly to the door trying desperately to prevent herself from opening the door. The old man lay in hiding carefully watching her feeling her fighting back. He exerted a sufficient amount of force to lock her up but it was a strain on him.

He watched as she reached for the door and opened it to a grinning Dennis Wong who stood there speechless as his eyes took in her form. She wore a pair of light blue shorts that were a size to small emphasizing a rounded ass that seemed to naturally thrust backward as if searching for something. As his eyes moved northward he held his breath. She wore a white half t-shirt with no bra. He thought he could make out just a hint of the underside of two very large breasts. Two pointy indentations let him know exactly where her hardened nipples were located. Her toned midriff was bare as were her long legs and delicate feet and toes.

Oh my God... the old man heard her say.

I'm practically naked... she said.

The old man smiled lecherously -- she only wore the two items with no underwear. The old man thought that if Dennis looked down at her hip level he might be rewarded with a hint of her thick outer pussy lips which were straining her shorts and on the verge of popping free.

"Dennis?" she said.

"Yes mam! We spoke earlier. I'm here to mow your lawn and trim around your property."

"Do you want to come in and have some lemonade or something cool to drink on this hot day before you start?"

Dennis was dying to say yes but instead he said, "No thankyou Mrs. Prescott. I better get to it right away. Perhaps after when I am finished."

"Alright then," she said showing disappointment, "but if you change your mind just come in and help yourself to whatever you'd like," she added flirtatiously. She screamed from the mind room in protest.

"What the fuck!" Dennis thought not certain what he had heard.

"Oh Dennis," she started to say as he turned to walk away, "If you do decide to come in and get something I'll likely be in the shower upstairs."

Dennis just nodded trying his best not to stare at her nipple protrusions.

A few minutes later she heard the lawn mower start up and looked out the window watching the overweight young man push the mower around the property. As she watched the old man slipped up behind her and pulled her shorts down to her feet.

"Keep looking at him," he ordered as he worked his erection free. She robotically spread her legs after kicking the shorts free. Seconds later she felt him push into her taking her breath away.

"Ohhhh Godddd..." she moaned pushing back against him feeling his erection slide in and out fuelled by their growing passion.

Dennis stopped and turned seeing her looking at him from the kitchen window. He waved at her.

She waved back moaning as the old man accelerated fucking her with bone-jarring thrusts. Feeling her arousal cresting towards an orgasm he pulled out completely and tucked himself back into his pants thinking that'll fire her up a bit!

He grinned watching as she continued to thrust her luscious ass back against thin air.

"Ohhhh... fuck meeee..." she begged.

"Wave back at him Amanda," he told her as he moved his hand between her legs stimulating her further.

She waved at Dennis while biting her lower lip as she felt her arousal ramp up again only to disappear as the old man withdrew his hand.

The old man whispered to her, "the only cock you're getting today Mrs. Prescott belongs to that young man out there," he said chuckling.

Amanda stared hard at the young man with a newfound interest while she screamed in outrage from the mind room.

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Dennis continually shifted his pants as he pushed the lawnmower. His cock refused to soften after the brief encounter with Mrs. Prescott and his mind was playing out one scenario after another with her that was distracting. Thoughts of the movies the Graduate and Summer of 42 kept scrolling through his memory.

Sensing movement in his peripheral vision he watched as the garage door opened and Mrs. Prescott came out wearing her half t-shirt, shorts, sandals and a pink cap. She held a pair of small plant clippers and was headed for a a small rose garden that seemed a bit overgrown with a few weeds threatening.

He stopped the mower as she walked up to him. Fuck she's beautiful he thought his eyes laser-focused on her breasts -- her nipples were as hard as before.

"I almost forgot to take care of George's rose garden."

Seeing the look of confusion she added, "George is my husband!"

Lucky bastard Dennis thought.

"Anyway he would be pretty upset if I let his roses fall by the wayside."

"I can take care of that for you," Dennis offered.

"That's sweet of you Dennis but it's important that he knows that I was the one who tended his garden. It's his pride and Joy," she added.

Dennis held back a smirk thinking that his wife and her amazing body should have been his real pride and joy.

Dennis hadn't noticed that she held one hand behind her back until she moved and held out her cell phone to him with a beaming smile.

Looking puzzled Dennis said, "Do you mind taking a few photos of me taking care of his garden. I will send them to him later. I'm sure it will make him very pleased to know that I'm taking care of things."

"Happy to Mrs. Prescott," Dennis said.

"Call me Amanda!"

With a big smile Dennis replied, "No problem Amanda!"

She smiled and turned her back to him walking toward the rose garden.

Dennis hesitated staring hard at her sumptuous ass, swaying hips and long legs.

Holding the clippers in her hand she bent at the waist spread her legs slightly and bent forward grasping at a weed.

Dennis's hands were shaking as he snapped of a photo that captured a full view of the underside of her breasts. He couldn't believe how big they were. The half t-shirt was barely able to contain them and Dennis hoped that they would pop free but the shirt held. He then noticed that there was a hint of wetness between her legs and what he thought was a partial pussy lip.

Dennis quickly readjusted his hardness seconds after she turned her head towards the phone and smiled.

Fuck me! Dennis thought.

"A few more," she said as she got on her hands and knees and began clipping the overgrown flowers. He watched as she spread her knees further her toes wiggling and her breasts swaying dangerously on the verge of escaping as she pushed her upper body downward allowing Dennis a quick view of part of her areole. He snapped away wishing he had his phone with him to take some personal pics.

Suddenly she was standing in front of him with her hand held out. He gave her the phone.

"Thanks for helping me," she said with another broad smile, "I'll have to give you an extra big tip later," she added. Noooo... please stop... she begged the old man from her confinement.

As she walked back towards the garage she turned to him and said, "don't forget Dennis that if you want anything at all just go on in. I'll be in the shower."

Dennis stood there dumbfounded thinking that maybe there was something to that therapy report after all.

Adjusting his pants for the tenth time he got back to work although thoughts of her were never far from his mind.

The Prescott home was on a large grassy lot that circled the home. Dennis quickly found that the best mowing route was to start with the perimeter of the house and move around the house with the mowed circle getting smaller and smaller. Every minute and a half or so he would find himself back at the front of the house. On each pass he would glance up at the second story window figuring that was the likely location of the master bedroom. On each pass he expected to see something but became frustrated convinced that his potential expectations were blown out of proportion. Until after twenty minutes of mowing he looked up to see her in that window. He had to shake his head and rub his eyes from the glare of the sun to understand what he was seeing.

"Holy shit!!!" he said aloud coming to an abrupt stop.

She had her naked breasts pressed against the glass pancaking them with her dark coloured nipples on full display. ... and the kicker was that she was smiling and looked to be licking her lips. Dennis wished that the window was floor to ceiling but it was not. They just stared at each other for what seemed like minutes before she disappeared.

Dennis adjusted his pants once again swore to himself and continued mowing wondering if he should make his way to her bedroom. Too risky he thought.

Meanwhile in her bedroom the old man was once again strategically behind her plunging his hardness in and out of her as she displayed herself to Dennis. The old man could feel her pleading for it to stop but he ignored her as he enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy on his imbedded cock. Amanda's body was again out of control as she pushed back against him aiding in the deep penetration but again as she was nearing a climax he pulled out denying himself as well. He wanted her level of arousal to be as high as it could go. He heard her groan with frustration as she desperately tried to clamp her pussy muscles to prevent the erection escaping her but her passage was too slippery to prevent his exit.

"I've spoiled you Mrs. Prescott," the old man began whispering to her, "your body craves orgasms which are always within easy reach. Your husband will never be able to give you what I and others can. Just look at that young man," he continued, "he's probably got a very hard cock right now and its waiting for you to spread your legs and give you what you deserve."

With that the old man threw her on her bed. He laughed at the look of hunger on her face as she immediately spread her legs wide reaching down and spreading her pussy for him. The old man was tempted but he promised himself that he would degrade her to the full extent possible with the young man before taking his own pleasure with her.

"I'll make you a promise Amanda," he said, "you please that young man and yourself and I will give you the fucking of your life. Deal?"

She nodded her mouth open wide with expectation. The old man felt her fighting hard and calling him every four-letter word imaginable which just made him smile.

"Now let's prepare for our guest," the old man said happily.

A while later Amanda strolled down the stairs to the front door as the doorbell rang.

She had changed into a nice short-sleeved white blouse with comfortable stylish dark blue shorts. She wore a white bra and white panties and had applied lipstick, her other make-up and combed her long hair.

She opened the door to a bewildered Dennis wondering why she had changed clothes thinking that any chances of seeing or doing anything with her had mysteriously vanished.

"I told you to come right in at any time you naughty boy!" she said with a smile.

"You look like you could use a cool drink of lemonade?"

Dennis nodded and thanked her.

He stood looking at her as she handed him the glass. He downed it all in one long draw. It had been a very warm day and Dennis had forgot to bring his water bottle.

He handed her the empty glass.

"Why don't you take a seat Dennis so we can get to know each other better."

His heart fluttered at her words. He let her lead him to the couch

She sat next to him on the long leather couch. He noticed the stain on the leather chair which made his heart beat faster. He stared at her long-toned legs wondering what they would feel like wrapped around him like he had seen online many times.

Finally she broke the awkward silence, "I understand you live close by," she said.

He nodded and told her his address.

"My! That is conveniently close," she added.

"Dennis I have heard a few interesting things about you. I hope you don't mind if I ask you a few questions to get to know you."

He glanced at her nervously.

She smiled. "Do I make you nervous Dennis?"

"A little," he stammered.

"Why would I make you nervous Dennis. You are a big strong young man! If anything I should be nervous around you," she said laughing and touching his shoulder in a friendly manner.

Dennis looked away feeling her eyes on him.

"Pardon me for being so forward Dennis but do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.

He shook his head.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend?" she continued.

He shook his head again.

"I think I'm beginning to understand," she said.

"Are you uncomfortable around women Dennis?"

"I guess so..."

"Have you ever kissed a girl?" she asked.

The old man was using everything he had to control Amanda as she read the signs of where the one-sided conversation was heading and was determined not to contribute to the sexual education of the young man. But the old man was too strong and all she could do was whimper cringing at what her body might do.

"No mam", he replied.

"There's no "mam" here Dennis just two adults enjoying each other's company. Is that clear?" she added playfully.

"Yes Amanda. Sorry!"

"No! No there is no need for apologies Dennis."

"I like you Dennis!" she said.

"You do?" he answered surprised.

"Of course Dennis! You helped me outside with the rose garden and you did a wonderful job on my property. Why wouldn't I like you?" she added rhetorically.

Because sexual goddesses like you don't associate with decrepit guys like me he thought but remained silent.

"I don't know," is what he said.

"Well I don't know either," she added, "I consider people I like as my friends and friends help each other out don't they?"

"I guess so," he replied.

"Now if you don't mind me asking you Dennis, how old are you?"

"I just turned nineteen."

"... and you've never kissed a woman or done anything else with them?"

He shook his head feeling pathetic in front of the sexiest woman he had ever known.

"Well that ends today!" she announced.

He looked at her in shock wondering what she was talking about.

"Give me a kiss Dennis," she instructed him.

He turned his body to her and inched forward pressing his lips to hers. This brief kiss was no more than a peck.

"Okaaayyyy..." she said, "that would be fine if you were kissing your grandmother but not a woman like me or a girlfriend."

"Let's try again! This time loosen your lips and press them slowly to mine feeling how soft and thick my lips are against yours. And don't forget to keep your eyes closed savouring the moment."

He readied himself and moved towards her again as she moved to meet him. The kiss was much more passionate and lasted almost half a minute.

"That was much better," she said her breathing being a little faster.

Dennis's cock had swelled at the intimacy of the kiss.

"Let's try again but this time a little slower and more of an open mouth. ... and take me in your arms."

Dennis followed her instructions as they kissed feverishly for almost a full minute.

Dennis could feel her heart pounding through her breasts as he held her. He wished he could adjust his pants again.

Amanda felt the first trickle of vaginal secretion and screamed for it to stop in the mind room. The old man threatened that he would make her visit all of her neighbours naked if she didn't stop. The protests ended.

"Now you're getting the hang of it Dennis. One more time. This time I want you to pretend that we were just married and we are finally alone in bed on our wedding night. We are hungry for each other and you want to show me your passion with the most passionate kiss ever. This time I want you to use your tongue and I will use mine. Ready?"

He nodded anxiously as she lay on the couch pulling him on top of her. Their mouths connected once again, their lips pressed firmly together while their tongues battled each other in a pre-coital lead-up. Dennis felt his penis swell as she angled her hips pushing upward against him as the sensual nature of the passionate kiss increased growing into something wilder.

Minutes later he felt her hands pushing him away. He moved off her and they were again sitting side by side but breathing much harder.

"You get an A plus for that Dennis," she said panting, "if that had of been our wedding night it would have been a prelude to much more," she added.

The old man ignored the whimpering in the mind room.

Dennis smiled for the first time.

"Thankyou!" he said.

"No! Thankyou Dennis. If someone asks you if you've ever kissed a woman you can now say "yes I have with confidence!""

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked trying to be coy.

"Very much!"

"I can tell," she said teasingly as she stared at the bulge in his shorts.

"Oh my God!" he said blushing furiously, "I'm so sorry!"

"Don't be sorry Dennis. Women like it when a man responds to them like that -- well maybe not all women but most if they cared to admit it that is. It tells them that they are desirable and wanted."

"Do you find me desirable Dennis?" she asked flirtatiously.

"My God yes!" he began, "you're the most beautiful and sexiest woman I have ever seen," he said worried that he might be crossing a line.

Amanda beamed her nipples tightening and lengthening.

"That makes me feel very special Dennis. As you know my husband isn't around to keep me company these days. So I don't have a man around to tell me those things which makes me feel extra special when there is someone to tell me."

Dennis just stared at her with a newfound sense of awe as if he had discovered buried treasure.

Changing the subject she stared him in the eye and asked, "do you trust me Dennis?"

He thought it was an odd question but immediately nodded adding, "of course!"

"Well then it's important that we be perfectly honest with each other don't you think?"

Again he nodded unsure of where this was going.

Taking a deep breath she looked him again in the eye and said, "Someone close to me recently told me that you have some photos of me that have been photo-shopped. Is there any truth to that Dennis?"

She carefully watched his reaction. She could tell that he was debating telling the truth or lying.

Taking a deep breath through his nose he looked at her and said, "it's true Amanda but please let me explain," he added.

"Go ahead Dennis after all if we can't trust each other then our friendship likely ends here."

That was the last thing he wanted.

"The first time I saw you at the country dance I was spellbound," he began, "you were so beautiful and sexy that I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. I watched you dancing with your husband and other men and I wished I could dance with you. I even went to dance classes to learn but I was too shy to ask you even though I went to all the dances and just sat on the sidelines contemplating life."

Her expression softened. "Go on," she encouraged.

"Well after that first time I couldn't get you out of my head."

"Did you picture me naked?" she asked calmly.

He lowered his head, "yes!"

"Did you picture me having sex?"

"Yes!"

"With you?"

"Yes!"

"So you became infatuated with me?"

He nodded feeling ashamed.

Suddenly she moved to him grasped his chin and turned him pressing her lips to his in another passionate groin exciting kiss.

He met her kiss with equal vigour.

She slowly pushed him away and said, "I am very flattered Dennis that you find me so attractive and desirable. You don't know how good that makes me feel. I haven't been with my husband in almost a month and I have needs that are going unfulfilled -- needs that are growing stronger every day."

She failed to mention all of the sex that she had had with the old man and a few others including her husband's business partner and the pizza delivery guy.

"So trust me when I say that I can appreciate the level of frustration that builds and builds and builds..."

"I want you to show me the photos you have of me. Are you willing to do that Dennis?"

"Yes but we would have to go back to my place," he said.

"You couldn't use my computer? It's in my office down the hall," she added.

"I guess I could do that," he said getting up and following her swaying ass to her home office.

The old man laughed making her purposefully wiggle her hips at the young man. He listened to her cries of shame and humiliation. She would never have led a man on and acted like that.

She stood back letting Dennis sign on to his computer via remote access with her computer. He pulled up the folder with almost fifty images all labelled Amanda with a number starting with 001.

"Are you sure you want to see these?" he asked embarrassed.

"More than ever," she replied.

"Okay!' he said clicking on the set which would move on to the next photo every five seconds.

She shouted for him to stop on 006.

In the photo she was naked and bent at the waist holding onto her breasts with her ass thrust back. There was a very long cock inches from her backside.

"Mmmm... I like that one!" she announced feeling her pussy squirt more lubricant in readiness.

Photo 051 was the last one and the one he had photo-shopped with the recent photos posted.

"Well what do you think?" he asked her.

"Honestly Dennis I am so flattered with your collection but a little disappointed."

"Why?"

"The earlier photos show my breasts as too small or too large and my ass is either skinny or overly large. You just haven't captured my real body however photo 051 is quite different. Where did you get that one?"

"It was posted on a website for risque photos of married women by an anonymous person."

"Well whoever it was may have gotten it right," she said, "that looks like my breasts!"

"I thought that it was the best match but I really didn't know one way or another," he said.

"Well there's only one way to verify photo 051," she said unbuttoning her blouse.

Dennis stared in shock watching her fingers undo every button until she pulled it free setting it on the back of the computer chair before reaching for her bra clasp behind her.

She removed her bra and stood topless letting her perfectly large breasts move slightly her nipples rock hard.

"Can you enlarge that photo Dennis?"

He clicked on a few buttons and the photo filled the screen.

"That's the left breast," she said then putting her hand underneath her left breast she began the visual comparison.

"It seems to be a match," she said, "what do you think?" she asked him.

Dennis's cock throbbed painfully as he stared at her breasts inches away.

"It looks the same," he said, "but the aureole looks a bit different. Do you mind," he said innocently reaching for her breast.

She shook her head, "go ahead."

Dennis's hand closed around what he would later refer to as the most perfect breast. It was topped by an erect nipple that he desperately wanted to put in his mouth. He ran his thumb over the tip and surrounding aureole counting the tiny spikes of flesh that rose in the aureole sea. He gritted his teeth convinced he was about to cum in his pants.

"Well?" she asked, "what's the verdict?"

"I agree Amanda -- it's definitely you!" he said struggling to contain the desire to cum.

"That's what I thought!"

"But how did someone get a picture of you like that?"

"Maybe a peeping tom," she suggested.

She smiled watching him hold her breast.

"Do you like them Dennis?"

"They're amazing," he said.

"You can play with them for a bit if you'd like!"

He had a pained look on his face which she misread.

"Are you okay?"

"I think I'm going to lose it," he said his hands massaging her chest and twirling her nipples with thumb and forefinger while his cock swelled dangerously. He had dreamed of doing this to her for months and now it was coming true. He felt like pinching himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"If I can do that for you Dennis it makes me proud and happy. We can always clean you up after."

Dennis unzipped his pants with one hand freeing his painful erection which he held with one hand while playing with her breasts with his other hand.

"Here let me," she volunteered taking his penis into her hands and stroking him. Dennis grabbed onto both breasts the nipples tickling his palms. He couldn't believe how soft yet firm, round and large they were. As her hand began to stroke him he pushed his face into her cleavage feeling the warmth of her breasts against his cheeks when he couldn't contain himself any longer and he erupted covering her hands with spurt after spurt of his semen.

"I'm sorry," he apologized.

She licked her lips feeling the semen coat her hands wanting to lick every drop off of him. "Shhh..." she said, "just enjoy the moment."

A few minutes later she led him to the bathroom where she used a washcloth and soap to thoroughly clean his penis and testicles. She could tell that the simple act of cleaning was taking its toll on him smirking certain that her bobbing naked breasts didn't help.

She left him to dry off and returned to her office retrieving her blouse which she put on leaving a few top buttons open to reveal her glorious cleavage. She left the bra in her office.

"Do you want something to drink?" she yelled down the hallway.

"A coffee with one cream and two sugars," he said.

"Coming up," she said, "I'll be in the kitchen waiting.

While Dennis readied himself the old man slipped back into the kitchen unannounced and quickly moved his hand inside her shorts and panties. He smiled like a devil and said, "naughty girl!" feeling how wet she was. He thrust two fingers into her and removed them quickly as the bathroom door opened. The old man disappeared to his hiding spot softly sucking on the two fingers that had penetrated her.

With coffees in hand the two once again sat next to each other.

Placing her hand on his knee she said, "I want you to know Dennis that it took a lot of trust for you to be honest with me about those photos. I feel that we can now fully trust each other."

"I'm glad that you're not angry with me," he said.

"I could never be angry with someone I completely trust Dennis," she said matter-of-factly.

"... which brings me back to our earlier discussion," she began.

"You said that you had never been with a woman -- never kissed a woman, never held one in your arms, never touched another woman in certain ways..."

He nodded. "I know it's sad and weird but I am not exactly an athletic or handsome guy!"

"Dennis! Don't you dare compare yourself to those athletic adonis and rich kids with a sense of entitlement. Most of them are dishonest with their feelings and are just interested in bedding women to up their lifetime score card. It has been my experience that it's the other types of boys who are much more interesting. Their level of enthusiasm and wanting to pleasure the women they are with stands well above the elitist group who are only interested in their own pleasure. One day you'll find the right woman for you Dennis. I am convinced of that. And now you know a little more about kissing which gives you a leg up on some of the competition. But I think that you would be much better off if you knew your way around a woman's body and what to do to please her."

Dennis beamed. "I do know a few things," he said.

"How is that possible Dennis if you've never had a girlfriend?"

He smiled as if only he knew the secret. "I learned a few things online," he said.

"I think that is great Dennis that you are so motivated that you go out looking for answers to those important questions but I am always skeptical of online information. It seems that everyone has a hidden agenda mostly aimed at emptying your bank account rather than provide meaningful and accurate information.

"I believe that I can help you with that," she said looking at her watch, but it's almost 5:00pm. Do you want to stay for dinner? We can talk about this more after."

"I would like that Amanda. Thankyou!"

"You're very welcome," she said leaning in and giving him a very passionate kiss which he returned. As the couple broke apart she said, "you're getting very good at that but remember that practice makes perfect!" which made him smile.

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In the mind room Amanda wailed and pleaded watching her self worth and reputation suffer blows she was not convinced she could recover from. If the town knew what a married women in her thirties did with a teenage neighbour she would be tarred and feathered and rode out of town. She worried as to how George would react and whether their marriage could survive knowing full well that it was probably too late. She was not going to give up even with the enormous odds against her. She was determined not to let that happen. She would do whatever was necessary to protect her husband and her reputation realizing the momentous nature of those tasks.

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After dinner Dennis insisted on cleaning up, washing and drying the dishes for which he was rewarded with another wet passionate kiss that made his knees shake.

For the tenth time he couldn't believe how beautiful she was. He had yet to understand why she was so friendly with him but his male psyche was telling him to enjoy the ride and not question such a generous gift horse.

Amanda told him to make himself comfortable on the couch and that she would bring him a coffee.

Dennis sat back on the couch surveying the house, his eyes once again zeroing in on the stain of the chair then back to her luscious form. He watched her ass as she made her way back from the kitchen with two cups of coffee in hand one of which she handed him.

"You ready for a little more practice?" she asked with a mischievous grin forced upon her by the old man.

"More than ready!" he replied.

"Then scoot over," she said moving alongside him.

With a bravery he didn't know he possessed he said, "how about you sit right here," he added patting his lap.

"Oooo... I like it when men order me around!"

The whimpering grew louder. The old man ignored her.

"Really?" he asked.

"Uh-huh!" she challenged.

"Well then get on my lap now," he said with some authority.

She moved into position side-saddle on his lap.

"I'll show you a couple of much better lap positions later," she promised.

"I can't wait," he said reaching for the back of her neck and pulling her to him, their lips pressing together in another impassioned embrace which went on and on until she broke away panting.

She looked him in the eye and said, "you're definitely getting very good at that!"

"Are you ready for a little more?" she asked without elaborating.

"Anything!" he replied.

She began to unbutton her blouse feeling his erection underneath her.

"I can feel that you are enjoying the show!" she said laughing as she eased her arms from the unbuttoned blouse throwing it aside.

"Oh my God!" he said excitedly feeling his cock throb and swell as her large breasts pressed against the thin layer of material that contained them.

"Did you like my little show earlier when you were mowing the lawn?"

"I thought I was imagining it," he said his cheeks turning red.

"I just wanted to give you a little inspiration," she added.

"I think you did the opposite," he started to say, "because I couldn't concentrate after that!"

"Funny boy!" she said laughing pulling his face into her bra clad breasts and shimmying her shoulders.

"Now for a little test," she said, "while we make-out you are going to unclip my bra without me noticing until it is undone. You ready for the challenge?"

"Oh yeah!!!"

They began to kiss again their mouths exploring each other as he fumbled to find the bra clasp. It wasn't until the fourth try that he finally succeeded but she made him practice it over and over.

At one point Dennis became frustrated. She told him not to worry as it took practice. She apologized for having him do it over and over explaining that it was her background as a high school teacher that had driven the desire for perfection.

His belief in her background story created by the old man kept increasing as the old man used every opportunity to reinforce the tale.

Once practice time was over she sat on his lap topless. He couldn't take his eyes off her amazing breasts her nipples calling to him.

"Wow!" was all he said.

She smiled knowingly saying, "a boyfriend of mine before George came along liked to joke around that I must have been at the head of the line when it came time to passing out breasts."

That's not true she screamed from the mind room. The old man again ignored her.

"That's perfectly understandable," Dennis said with a grin.

"There is a downside to them though," she began, "men tend to pay too much attention to them and ignore other more important parts of me that are in greater need of attention if you know what I mean!"

"I think I do," he said uncertain what she meant but confident that she would clear it up soon.

"What do you want to do now?" she asked playfully shimmying her shoulders starting her breasts to sway hypnotically.

Without saying a word he lowered her head and captured her left nipple in his mouth sucking voraciously on it.

"Whoa tiger!" she said pushing his head from her the wet hard nipple noisily slipping free.

He looked at her confused.

"Take you time and be gentle. It's not a race. Hold me and feel my arousal, how I breathe the rate of my heart as you play with my breasts."

"Let's start with kneading them. Give me your hands."

He placed his hands in hers.

She placed her hands on the back of his hands then covered her breasts with his palms.

"Now follow my lead," she said as she moved his hands to the base of her breasts working up and to the side back and forth almost like a semi-deep circular massage. The hands expertly covered every inch of her large breasts.

"Use you palms to massage my nipples in a slight rotation like this," she continued guiding him.

"Ohhh... just like that..." she moaned feeling her channel lubricate.

From the mind room her protests increased as she felt the lubrication coating her insides preparing for the main act.

She moved his hands to the sides of her breasts gradually pushing them together before starting another round on deep kneading this time with a rolling nipple grip as his hands passed over the center of each breast before returning to the base to begin the erotic massage once again.

She stopped moving his hands and leaned into him kissing him deeply.

"I think you're ready to fly solo," she said removing her hands from his.

Taking the lead Dennis began to move his hands like she had shown him. Within minutes her moans took on a throaty urgency, her breathing changed and her hips began to move on his lap searching for his hardness.

Almost five minutes passed before she asked him to stop.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked in near-panic.

"Oh my God no Dennis. That was perfect! In fact a little too perfect! I was about to..." she began but stopped herself.

"You were about to what?" he asked.

"Nothing at all Dennis!" she said coyly.

"I thought you said we trust each other," he said using her words against her.

"You're right! I'm sorry."

"So you were about to what?"

She looked at him with an animal hunger he was not accustomed to. "I was about to cum Dennis. That's what!"

"Wow!" he replied, "Really? You mean I did that?" he said smugly.

"My breasts have always been very sensitive but that was a first for me. Thankyou for that!" she said, "you're a quick learner," she added.

In the mind room Amanda couldn't stop crying at the continuing progressive humiliation. The near orgasm had been real, shocking her to the core. How can a teenager bring on such feelings she asked herself. Only my husband should be able to do that! She was at a loss once again at the mercy of sexual degenerates' intent on dragging her through their pool of sexual depravity. She couldn't let herself become a victim. She had to stop it but didn't know how.

"Now what?" he asked expectantly.

As she began to recover she looked at him and again they began to kiss with an urgency as he ran his fingers across her nipples rolling and pulling lightly at them which was driving her crazy with lust.

Calming after breaking apart she got up off his lap and said, "remember those other parts I mentioned?"

He nodded.

"I think you need to learn a bit more than what the internet tells you. Are you ready for another sex education lecture from Mrs. Prescott the teacher?"

Dennis nodded so forcefully he thought he pulled something in his neck.

He watched her shimmy out of her shorts and panties before sitting down naked next to him. The first thing he noticed was that she was completely shaved and that her outer pussy lips were thick and slightly apart revealing a hint of a deep moist pink interior.

"Now pay attention," she said to him as she moved her hands between her legs and slowly peeled apart her pussy lips.

Dennis couldn't take his eyes from what she was doing. His rock-hard cock throbbed and his mouth hung open.

Now let's go over the basics," she began almost clinically.

Over the next few minutes she gave him a very detailed anatomy lesson identifying each part of her vagina by its scientific name.

Dennis watched mesmerized as she encouraged him to touch the vaginal parts she identified as she explained their purpose.

While continuing to hold her herself open she asked, "do you have any questions?"

"One!' he began, "where is your pussy?"

She giggled and said, "a pussy is not a scientific term Dennis but rather is what some would consider a vulgar demeaning word for vagina. It's kind of like comparing the words fuck with intercourse and copulation,"

My God... please stop... she cried.

"Any more questions?" she asked.

He nodded. "What are the sexual parts?"

"Great question," she said, "let's take a closer look."

"She opened herself wider and began to explain how, in a heightened state of arousal, many parts of the vagina became sexual in the sense that touching those parts in any way adds to the arousal increasing the quality and strength of an orgasm,

In the mind room Amanda was beside herself with grief and indignation. What woman would say such things to an impressionable young man! The old man heard her thoughts as if she had said them directly to him. That's an easy one Amanda -- a woman that wants to be fucked! He laughed as she whimpered. Please stop this now... I beg you... "Oh we're just getting started Amanda! Enjoy the show!"

"I read that women can have multiple orgasms. Is that really true?"

She smiled. "It's absolutely true Dennis for most women but for that to happen certain things have to take place."

He waited for her to elaborate.

"Well... certain men have a penis which is quite large when fully erect. A big cock can elicit multiple orgasms because it can reach deep into a woman touching off nerves that are ordinarily hard to reach. If the man is big enough the cervical wall can be bumped and even breached into the uterus. The feelings a woman experiences from that alone can be substantial."

"Has that ever happened to you?" he asked.

She immediately thought back to her coupling with John Cowper. "Yes a few times!"

"How many times did you orgasm?"

"Honestly the last time it happened I lost count -- not that I was spending my time counting each one as I was pretty busy at the time," she said laughing, "I'm not even sure if there were multiple orgasms or one real long one that grew in intensity the longer and harder the man fucked me."

My God please stop... Amanda begged and pleaded at her wits end.

"I guess that the man you were with knew what he was doing?"

"Yes he was very skilled and very well endowed!"

"Was the man your husband?" he asked cautiously.

There was a desire to take offense to the question that the old man stamped out.

"No he wasn't my husband Dennis. My husband would not have been able to do what that man did to me."

"I'm so sorry," he said.

"Oh... don't be Dennis. I told my husband all about it -- every little detail."

"Really?"

She nodded. "My husband and I have what you would call an open marriage. While we enjoy each other my sexual demands and urges are more than he can handle. A few years ago we agreed that either of us could date other people. For me it was either that or I would be cheating on him on a regular basis. That wouldn't have been fair to him -- after all I do love him more than anything!"

Dennis sat there in shock at the revelation which helped explain what she was willing to do with him.

"My husband prefers to stay home and watch sports on TV. But he picks most of the men I date including every one of his friends. I sometimes pick one myself but the agreement is that I tell him who I am with, what happened, how they were in bed, and whether I had an orgasm etc."

"... and he's okay with all that?"

She laughed. "Okay! He encourages me Dennis. He loves to see me having sex with other men he especially likes it when I am with two or three men at a time. He sometimes asks me to video the experience or call him on the phone while I am pre-occupied if you know what I mean."

"... and you're okay with it?"

"I'm not only okay with it Dennis, but I also absolutely love having strange men and men I know or my husband knows sexually devour me while I sexually devour them. It makes me feel so alive! Honestly I think that many married women would really benefit from the experience. Many women don't realize that their own husbands would secretly enjoy watching them have sex with others."

Amanda wailed and wailed at the reputational attacks on all aspects of her life yelling denials of an open marriage.

"How big does a man have to be?" he asked nervously.

"Before I answer that question Dennis let's get back on topic. We were talking about the sexual parts of a woman. I told you that all of the vagina becomes super-sensitive but there are a few really important areas that a man should focus in on. Those are the vaginal opening, the g-spot, and the clitoris."

Dennis watched as she spread her legs as wide as she could. Her vaginal opening was wide open.

"Give me your hand," she said.

She guided his index finger to her opening. "Push it in!"

She inhaled as his finger slid into her as deep as it could go.

"Do you feel the walls tightening around your finger?" she asked as she squeezed the finger with her pussy muscles.

"Wow! That's amazing!"

"Now imagine that feeling on your cock!"

Dennis gulped.

"Now slide your finger in and out a few times. You feel how slippery it is?"

He nodded unable to look away from the connection between his finger and her pussy.

"Now that's my pussy. It's where your cock goes."

"Push another finger into me," she ordered.

She waited as he thrust two fingers into her.

"Now turn your wrist a quarter turn to the right. Do you feel the roof of my pussy?"

He nodded.

"Move your fingers around. You're looking for a slight soft spongy bump."

She waited as he explored her. Finally he smiled as her hips jumped.

"I found it!" he said happily.

"Yes you did," she said breathing a little faster.

"That's my g-spot! It is very sensitive. Rub it gently side to side. Mmmmm... oh that feels so good..."

Dennis watched her blissful closed eyed expression as he massaged her g-spot until she grabbed his wrist and shook, her mouth wide open.

"Oh Goddd..."

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Better than okay Dennis. You just made me have an orgasm -- a mild one but it felt great!"

She leaned into him and kissed him as passionately as she could.

She had him remove his fingers. "Look at your fingers."

Dennis examined himself noticing a small droplet of a thick white substance. He looked at her. "What is it?"

"When women orgasm they generally cum differently than a man. That's my version of your semen."

Dennis felt a sense of victory and possessiveness over her.

"What other sexual parts are there. You said there were three but only told me about two of them."

"The coup-de-gras," she said, "the clitoris."

He watched her trace a long finger from her opening up through the furrow and flanges to the top where a marble-like protrusion stood out like a mini-globe.

"This," she said touching the tip and shuddering at the contact, "is a true marvel. This little protrusion contains more nerve endings than any other part of the human body -- male or female. Touching, licking, sucking or stretching the flesh around it will excite a woman to a level where her physical side temporarily dominates her mental/amotional side. In other words she becomes a different person until the need is satisfied. In my opinion its' natures way of putting the woman into mating mode. Failing to satisfy that need leads to many potential problems including frustration and potential cheating."

"The key," she continued, "is to learn what excites a woman and how to properly arouse her. Being aggressive or too fast has its place but in general slow and easy with a helping of patience is important. Take your time unless she gives you clear signs that she wants it hard, fast, and aggressive!"

"Can I?" he asked staring at the exposed clitoris."

"Okay Dennis but gently."

He reached out and ran his finger along the rounded top.

He watched as she bit her lip and shuddered.

She closed her eyes as he took her clit between his fingers and rolled and pulled lightly at it as he had done with her nipples. Her clit had always been extraordinarily sensitive but the sensitivity had soared after Marcia had used the clitoral suction device on her.

Her hips began to thrust upwards and he could have sworn that her pussy became wetter. With an exhausted sigh she grabbed his hand and moved it away from her.

"I was about to cum again!" she said explaining.

Amanda wept continuously at the onslaught against her body that was, in her mind, for her husband only.

Dennis's confidence was steadily increasing by each admission of the beautiful wife of his effect upon her.

"Now back to your question about how big a man has to be," she said her breathing returning to normal.

"A woman is designed to experience pleasure sufficient for her to ready herself for conception with just about any sized penis. Penis size and thickness varies to a degree with the average size around five inches. Six inches or more is generally considered above average. So the million-dollar question is whether bigger is better. While porn sites emphasize large penises at eight inches and more the reality is that if a penis is too large then it is painful not pleasurable for most women. You should also keep in mind Dennis that the channel of some women is not deep and therefore a three-inch penis for some might be more than enough."

"I was tested not too long ago for how big a penis I could take and the results said I could take nine and a half inches which I understand is quite impressive," she said proudly.

"I could probably work in the porn industry and not have to worry about cocks that were just too big. Sometimes just thinking about monster sized cocks makes me so horny I can hardly stand it! That's when I ask my husband if he knows any guys with over-sized cocks. He rarely fails to find me what I want!"

The crying picked up in earnest from the mind room.

"Why would a doctor test for depth?" Dennis asked.

"To make certain that the channel is large enough to support the birth of a child," the old man said fabricating an answer on the fly.

"So what size is best for you?" he asked.

"I like a nice big hard cock Dennis. Anywhere from six to eight inches is what I really like but the man has to be able to have self-control to keep it hard until I've cum a few times. Pre-mature ejaculation is not something I am interested in."

"So am I okay?" he asked nervously wondering whether he had what it took to pleasure this beautiful wife that he had obsessed over after all this time.

"From what I have seen so far it looks perfect but let's take a closer look," she said reaching to undo his pants and pull down his underwear revealing a solid six-inch erection that was quite thick. He watched as she licked her lips and said, "yummy!" which hardened him further.

She took him in her hand her fingers circling his thickness. "I can barely get my fingers around it, it's so thick," she said, "but I can definitely work with this."

He took a deep breath as her fingers caressed his length.

"Am I as big as your husband," he asked curiously.

Suddenly she smiled, let go of him and raced up the stairs to her bedroom returning a minute later with a cigar-shaped box.

"What's that?" he asked.

"The answer to your question about my husband."

He watched her open the box, reach in and withdraw a dildo. He watched as she held it up proudly.

"I call this little George! He keeps me company while my husband George is away but of late little George is not man enough for me."

She again took hold of his erection and put the dildo alongside him.

"This is a near-exact replica of my husband," she said, "so we can compare as if he were right here with us."

Dennis felt the cool rubber against his cock as she carefully eyeballed the two phalluses.

"It seems you're a tiny bit longer than George but a lot thicker than him," she announced.

Dennis couldn't have been happier knowing that he outdid her husband in the dick-measuring department. He felt unexplainable anger towards her husband and an increasing primal desire to protect and possess her.

"Are you ready to learn a little more?" she asked with a crooked smile while stroking his erection.

"Oh God yeah!"

He watched as she spread her legs wide, took hold of the dildo and centered it at her opening.

"The head goes right here," she said showing him the sexual trajectory.

"Now watch what happens when I push it in."

He stared as she slid the dildo into her until it couldn't go further.

"Did you see?" she asked.

He just salivated at the imbedded dildo.

Let me show you one more time," she said pulling it out so that only the head remained. "Watch what happens to my clit."

She pushed it back in then slowly pulled it out. On and on it went until she asked, "do you see what happens to my clit?"

"The cock is stretching your pussy pulling on the furrow pulling on your clit. Do you feel that?" he asked.

"Oh yeah..." she moaned, "but there's nothing like the real thing," she added her gaze focused on his erection.

She pulled the sodden dildo free taking a deep breath. "Oh God!"

"Everything okay?" he asked genuinely concerned.

"We may have to hurry the learning a bit," she said panting, "I'm getting really horny!" she admitted.

Nooooo... stoppppp... no more... this is so wrong... Amanda screamed from the mind room which only excited the old man. He grinned evilly enjoying the torment of Mrs. Prescott. He knew that if the physical Mrs. Prescott was becoming "horny" that the Mrs. Prescott in the mind room was feeling it too.

"Remember this day Dennis," she said sitting back and sliding her body so that her back was on the couch with her ass just on the edge and her feet planted firmly on the ground, ""this is the day you lose your virginity," she said with a lustful smile as she spread her legs wide opening herself to him.

"It's time," she said urging him into position.

Dennis was conflicted with feelings of doubt, concern that he wouldn't live up to her expectations and a sexual awareness the likes of which he had never experienced as he felt the tip of his erection brush up against her splayed vagina.

He felt her reach down and move the erection making sure it was in place before reaching behind him grabbing his flabby ass and pulling him forward.

"Ohhhh mannnn..." he growled as he felt his cock move into the writhing gorgeous wife. He couldn't believe how wet, warm and snug it was inside of her as he continued pushing until he couldn't go further.

He felt her squeeze him. His cock throbbed in response eliciting a series of sounds from her that he would never forget. He moved his hips back then slowly inched back in. She moaned in frustration.

He was confused.

Panting heavily she looked at him and said, "remember when I told you that slow and easy was best?"

He continued to fuck her slowly and nodded.

"Well that's not what I need now Dennis. Fuck me fast and hard as you can. I need it real bad!" she moaned with a sense of desperation.

She moved her legs up and wrapped her legs around him as he began to fuck her with hard strokes that jarred the two of them.

"Yes! Yes! Like that... harder... faster..."

She met his every thrust with a bone jarring thrust upward of her own.

She felt him swell and knew he was close but so was she. They both dug deep and accelerated their thrashing against each other. Suddenly she felt his heavy body stiffen. The feeling of semen spraying inside her had almost always triggered her orgasm and she knew that this was going to be no different as he fucked her deeply then held himself in place unleashing spurt after spurt of his semen against her cervical wall.

She went wild never having felt such a hard spray against her cervix. "Oh Goddd..." she yelled, "I fucking love it... fill my pussy..." she screamed as an orgasm of epic proportions hit her as she relentlessly fucked his motionless cock. They both shivered and moaned in ecstasy. Without warning he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her as her orgasm peaked and slowly abated. His hands moved to her waist holding on tight as she continued to thrust against him.

Suddenly he felt it. His erection which had subsided was back filling her with its girth once again. He started to fuck her again and she responded in kind kissing him and thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

From the mind room the old man couldn't have been happier taunting the captured beauty like never before. I knew it he said to her you like young cock don't you Mrs. Prescott! She cursed up a storm at him which only fueled his derogatory comments. By the time I'm finished you, you won't be able to resist any man no matter how old.

As they fucked she broke the kiss, "now you can take your time Dennis," she said matching his every thrust and continuously grasping and ungrasping his slithering erection with her well-practiced pussy muscles.

"I could do this all day." he said which made her laugh. The two ground and thrust against each other in a slow rhythm enjoying the connected sensations, orgasms nowhere in sight at the leisurely pace.

"So! Do you feel different having lost your virginity to me?"

From the mind room Amanda witnessed the teenager on top of her fucking her slowly while she met his every thrust. She wanted to die.

"It's the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me but I couldn't feel your cervix."

"That's because it's pretty deep in there but let me try something," she said pushing him back so that he pulled free of her. He watched as she angled back and held her legs together straight in the air supported by her hands. He stared ravenously at her obscenely pressed pussy lips forced against each other in that position. She smiled and slowly began to spread her legs to the side which pushed her pelvis forward and opened her wider than before. Again she supported her legs in the awkward position with her hands.

"Well what are you waiting for?" she asked, "hurry because I'm not sure how long I can hold this position."

Dennis leaped into action easily penetrating her in one deep plunge until he bottomed out.

"Can you feel it?" she asked.

He ground into her. "I think I feel it a bit!"

She thrust her pelvis upward and managed to spread herself further. "How about now?"

Dennis pulled back, took a deep breath and drove his erection as hard as he could into her. "I feel it!" he announced.

"Oh fuck..." she yelled feeling a mild orgasm hit her as his cock hit her cervix just hard enough. He pulled back again and pushed forward again hitting her cervix a second then third time. She felt his cock explode filling her again with his semen which set her off again. She screamed out fighting to enjoy the rapture of the orgasm that was competing with the pain of the stretched muscles from holding her legs so far apart.

As her orgasm withdrew she relaxed her legs. Dennis continued to fuck her as he again felt his erection returning.

She reached up and kissed him. "Dennis! I need a break," she said near exhaustion.

"Oh sorry," he said moving off her. One of her favourite passions was watching her husband's cock emerge from her clasping pussy lips and channel after pleasuring her. Now she watched as a young teenage man withdrew from her his penis trailing traces of semen, lubricant and her orgasmic discharge. She ran her tongue across her lips at the sight.

She looked at her watch before looking up at him. "It's already 6:00pm!"

"You mean we've been doing this all day?" he asked.

"Time goes fast when you're having fun," she said smiling.

"You're staying for dinner!" she announced, "but I really need a shower. You can shower downstairs Dennis." He nodded, picked up his clothes and headed for the main floor shower.

Amanda picked up her clothes and walked up the stairs to the master bathroom where she showered making sure that she was thoroughly clean everywhere. She redid her makeup, brushed her long thick hair and applied her favourite perfume with a quick spurt between her breasts and legs. Afterwards she put on her favourite garter belt, black silk stockings and half bra which she covered with her favourite hoodie and leisure pants. When she went back downstairs she carried her sexiest pair of high heels which she hid behind the couch.

In the shower Dennis pondered what had happened with Mrs. Prescott. It was a dream of a lifetime. He looked at his cock which was rock hard again. It seemed to be a little bigger. Was it possible that it grew with real fucking? He didn't know the answer to that question but didn't really care at that point. He wondered if there was more in store for him as he dressed and walked back into the living room to wait on her completing her shower.

Ten minutes later she walked down the stairs and up to him. He took her in his arms and kissed her.

Please no more... she begged from the mind room but the old man was no longer listening to her.

"Time to fuel up big boy!" she said coyly, "you'll need your energy at peak levels after dinner.

He grinned ear to ear anxious for more.

After dinner they again sat on the living room couch each with a coffee in hand. It was a little after 7:00pm.

"Dennis," she began almost shyly or so it seemed, "would you like to stay overnight?"

His face lit up.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said smiling, "but I'm going to have to ask you to move your truck. After all I can't afford to have the neighbours drawing all kinds of nasty conclusions about me. There are too many gossips in the neighbourhood."

"I can drive it home and walk back since it's only a ten-minute walk from here."

"Alright!" she said, "but can you work your way through the backyard. I'll leave the sliding back door open for you."

Dennis finished his coffee. Got up and headed to the front door to his truck.

"I should be back in fifteen to twenty minutes," he said at the entrance to the house.

She grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt pulled him to her and kissed him like a lover.

"Hurry back!" she said, "I have a few surprises for you."

He couldn't stop smiling. "I can hardly wait!"

She watched him leave. Seconds later the old man appeared shedding his pants and underwear and retaking George's chair. He held up his eight inches and looked at her.

"You know what to do!" he said.

The whimpering ramped up from the mind room.

Knowing he had little time the old man told her to kneel and get to work.

Resignedly she got on her knees and lowered her head taking him fully into her mouth. She sucked him expertly, alternating between sucking and licking every inch of his hardness like a lollipop before tonguing his testicles and sucking lasciviously at the sensitive head of his cock. It wasn't long before the old man groaned, grabbed the back of her head and face fucked her to a mouth load of semen most of which she automatically swallowed.

As she pulled away from him the old man grinned like the cheshire cat, "your cock sucking skills have really improved Mrs. Prescott," he taunted, "but its' too bad you didn't let your many boyfriends do what they wanted to you because you would have been much better today."

She fumed in the mind room consumed with hatred for the old man. She vowed that if she got the chance a second time she would end him.

"You better go wash up and gargle with mouth wash. You wouldn't want your new boyfriend to smell someone else's cum on your breath," he added laughing as he slapped her ass as she walked away. He couldn't wait to get her alone again but he was really looking forward to her first competition at McAllister's the following evening.

The old man quickly returned to his hiding place as he heard the back door open and close.

"I'm back," Dennis announced, "... and I don't think anybody saw me."

There was a twinkle in her eye when she said, "ready for some dessert?"

"I thought we were going to... you know..." he said nervously.

"Close your eyes," she said.

Dennis hesitantly closed his eyes and stood patiently as she removed her bulky pants and hoodie and retrieved her high-heels from behind the couch.

She stood wearing her black garter belt, stockings and half bra showing most of her aerole. She wore no panties.

She stood an arm's length from him when she said, "You can open your eyes!"

Dennis took a very deep breath at the sight before him. "My God you're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," he said his mouth wide open and his eyes bugged out.

She smiled and twirled before him taking a few extra seconds to show him her perfect ass.

She took his hand and led him to her husband's chair undressing him before pushing him back onto the chair.

She immediately dropped to her knees and began licking his length from the base to just under the crown before moving her mouth at the top of the head taking it into her mouth and sucking it slowly.

"Ohhhh... ughhhhh..." he groaned as she worked her magic on his hardness.

She lip-sucked his length up and down a few times before tonguing his testicles and working back to the head. She massaged his testicles with one hand as she took in every inch of him over and over.

"Ohhh... I'm going to come..." he announced.

She grabbed the base of his cock squeezing tightly while releasing him from her mouth.

"No you don't!" she said playfully.

She looked at him like an animal in heat her mouth wide open, his pre-seminal fluid coating her chin.

She took him by the hand and moved him off the chair.

"My turn!" she announced spreading her toned long legs and opening her pussy wide.

"You know what to do?"

"I think so."

"Use your fingers, lips and tongue on me. Don't forget the three parts I told you about. ... and take your time. I'll let you know how you are doing. Okay?"

He nodded enthusiastically before lowering his head and licking her from her opening through the flanges of her furrow up to her clit tonguing it lightly as his tongue continued north licking her navel, midriff, her cleavage, neck, to nibble on her ear before kissing her passionately.

"Mmmm..." she said savouring the delicateness of the sensual kiss.

"You're very good at that," she said as he reversed his path and was once again paying homage to soft wet open vagina.

"You're making me so horny," she told him. She could feel a smile on his face as he took her thick pussy lips into his mouth sucking on them tenderly while working two fingers into her and quickly locating her g-spot.

"Ohhhh fuckkkk..." she moaned at the g-spot contact as his fingers massaged the sensitive flesh while the tip of his tongue circled the base of her hardened clit.

Remembering something he had read on the internet he used his other hand to locate her anus and pushed his thumb against it prodding the opening which made her moan louder.

As he ate away at her he reveled in how she tasted; the scent of her and how she responded to everything he did to her.

Removing his fingers and thumb from her, much to her dismay as she begged him to keep doing what he was doing to her, he took her legs and placed them on top of each of his shoulders to be able to get much more personal and up close. His fingers and thumb returned to their previous destinations with a fury as he licked, sucked, and tongued every wet spot between her legs. She suddenly put her hands behind his head pulling him into her. He withdrew his fingers and began to fuck her with his tongue. Her hips went wild thrashing up and down and side as an huge orgasm neared.

With trepidation he pulled completely free of her staring at the devastation he had inflicted upon her vagina -- everything looked swollen and extremely wet with her channel opening and closing like a mouth searching for life-giving oxygen.

"What! Why did you stop?" she asked panting heavily.

"Why did you stop?" he asked.

She smiled, "so we can enjoy our dessert together!" she said with a grin.

"Lie down on the couch on your back," she ordered.

Without hesitation he moved into position.

"Now," she began moving on top of him with his cock inches from her face and her dripping pussy inches from his. "Do you know what this is?"

"A 69?" he answered.

"You get an A+," she replied, "now let's try and come together."

She lowered her hips until she could feel his mouth on her vagina while she dropped her head and took him into her mouth moving up and down on him as if she were fucking him with her mouth.

She moaned as he devoured her pussy tasting every part of her while his hands grabbed on to her luscious ass. In seconds he had a thumb pressed at her anus increasing her pleasure. He loved the accents to her body of the stockings and garter belt as he ate at her tongue fucking her a few times before finding her clit and sucking it deep into his mouth.

She deep-throated him over and over enjoying the feeling of his filling her mouth with his erection. As the minutes passed their arousal exponentially increased. She began to grind her pussy into his face while sucking longingly on him.

She was close. He was close. Suddenly she went absolutely wild thrusting her mouth on and off him as he ramped up eating her out.

"Ohhhh fuckkkk..." they both said at the same time as the simultaneously orgasmed. He couldn't get enough tasting and swallowing her orgasm as she swallowed every drop he blasted into her mouth. Minutes again passed until the sensations died down. She turned her body so they were face to face. She bent down and kissed him passionately thanking him for giving her a memorable orgasm. He thanked her and they continued to kiss.

I can't take this please... no more... please... I'm losing my mind... I can't take this any longer... she yelled over and over. The old man realized that he may have pushed her a little too far and began to erase the last few hours. She immediately quieted as if going into a deep sleep for the first time in a long time. He had mixed feelings about deleting this part of her memories but he also wanted her to experience so much more. This was a small price to pay for what was to come.

A short while later the odd couple sat next to each other partly naked recovering from their exertions when Amanda said, "I have something special to show you!"

He couldn't wait. His cock was already fully erect again.

"You ever heard of "Amazon"?" she asked.

"You mean the jungle, the river, women they call amazons or Amazonians or the online company?"

"None of the above," she replied in her teacher voice, "here let me show you."

She got up off the couch and had him sit back with his legs spread with knees bent at ninety degrees. "There! Perfect!"

He felt fully exposed understanding how women felt in this position until it dawned on him that this could be a role reversal.

He watched her advance on him so that she was standing between his legs her pussy inches from his erection. She smiled and placed her hands on his knees for balance and support as she moved forward slowly impaling herself on him. Dennis just sat there enjoying himself as she fucked him like a man her hips swiveling back and forth.

"A little secret," she said fucking him steadily, "this is the first time ever doing this. So you're my first!"

"What do you think?" she asked her hips in perpetual motion.

"I love it!"

"Me too!" she said enjoying the fucking that she completely controlled.

"Now how about another first?"

"I'm game if you are!" he said as she pulled away. He felt his cock pull free.

He watched as she turned her back to him telling him not to move as she raised her hips high even with his and bent forward placing her hands on the floor to support herself. She shimmied back telling him to place his cock at her opening. He lined it up and held onto her hips to help guide her down onto it. She pushed down feeling the erection slip once again deep into her.

"Ohhhh... that's different," she said having difficulty maintaining her balance but she persevered feeling the odd bent angle hitting her g-spot with each thrust.

"Can you reach my clit?" she asked as if in a hurry.

"Yes!" he said stretching his arms forward and underneath her locating and rolling her clit.

"Oh Goddd... just like that... fuckkkk... I'm going to cum!" she yelled.

Seconds later Dennis joined her as their orgasms overlapped. The angle bent his cock stemming the bursts making them much stronger when the pressure eased up. The intermittent blasts of semen triggered her first series of multiple orgasms. Dennis shrieked at the amazing sensations on his imbedded cock as the semen rocketed through a narrower opening like a pinched firehose.

He watched as she finally lost her balance falling forward with his cock noisily popping free. She collapsed on to her back one knee bent with a stream of semen oozing from between her thick pussy lips. He would remember that moment for many years to come.

"That was amazing!" he said.

Breathing heavily she said that she agreed adding that it was called the reverse amazon. "I've had hour long workouts that are less draining than that," she said. She was exhausted.

After having a tall glass of cold water to rehydrate Dennis asked her, "were those amazon positions what you wanted to show me for when you sat on my lap?"

"No!" she said, "let me show you!"

Dennis was ready to go again with his cock standing tall as she straddled his lap feeling his penis enter her until their pelvises met.

"In this position," she began, "the woman does most of the work moving back and forth on the man's lap like this," she said sliding her hips back and forth with sexy hip movements that accentuated her ass and legs.

"Oh I like this," he said kissing her.

"I feel that we could go all day like this," he added with a smile.

"Then there's the reverse lap position,: she said getting up off him and turning her back to him lowering her hips to capture his erection deep within her once again. "Now this one both of us can work their magic," she said pushing back at an angle as Dennis fucked up into her as she moved.

"I like this one too!" he said.

"You want to see one of my favourites," she asked him.

"A gentleman never says no to a lady," he said with a grin.

She lifted off him and got on her hands and knees with her ass raised just the right height and her breasts pressed to the floor. She reached behind her and pulled her buttocks open revealing every detail of her ass and pussy. The sight made him salivate like an animal as she urged him forward as she wiggled her hips enticingly.

Moving behind her he slipped easily into her very wet pussy while reaching around so that she lifted her breasts from the floor. Dennis had always dreamed of taking her in this position that allowed him to grope her large breasts.

"This is called doggy style," she said out of breath as Dennis took her to the beginnings of her third orgasm stroking her clit while fucking her as deep as he could. Having come so many times before he felt like he could hold out forever as he fucked the woman of his dreams. But halfway through her third orgasm the sounds she made were just too much for him as he unleashed another smaller load of semen in her. He was surprised he had any left.

She collapsed to the floor face down with Dennis on top of her.

A short while after they pulled apart and showered together in her master bathroom. They were both too tired for anymore having been at each other for half the day. It was almost 11:00pm when she announced that she was going to bed.

"I'll sleep down here," he said, "do you have an extra pillow and a blanket or two?"

The look she gave him hardened his cock.

She smiled, walked sensuously to him and kissed him deeply. "You're sleeping with me mister!" she said in no uncertain terms taking his hand and leading him to her bed.

As he moved up the stairs hand in hand he wondered how much sleep he was going to get. It proved to be very little as the two reacquainted themselves to each other fucking all night long as if it were their last day on earth.

To be continued...