Chapter 7

I awoke to the phone ringing. Sweet young Kristen was curled up against me on the big couch. I really didn’t want to get up, she felt so good. Reluctantly I crawled off the couch. The slumbering young teen stirred and stretched, blinking the sleep from her eyes.

“What time is it?” she asked noticing it was almost dark in my living room.

I checked the clock on the way to get the phone. It was after 7:00 PM. “It’s past 7:00,” I called to Kristen as I picked up the phone. I heard her scramble up off the couch.

“Hello,” I answered. “Oh, Hi, Lyle ... Yeah, I’m just fine. How have you been, it’s been awhile ... Yup, she’s right here, we’ve been hard at it since about 4:30, just kinda lost track of the time. Kristen is a really bright girl. We were just getting ready to chow down when the phone rang.”

I looked up to see Kristen standing in front of me in my big blue robe. “Say, Lyle, it’s getting kinda late and I would like to wait for Lynn to get home before we eat. What say Kristen spends the night here? I can get her back sometime in the morning ... OK? Great! Yeah OK, just a sec, I’ll put her on.” I handed the phone to Kristen.

As she took the receiver, I gently took her by the shoulders and turned her to face away from me. “Hi, Mom,” she said as I reached around her waist and untied the belt to the heavy terry cloth robe. She didn’t struggle as I pulled it back over her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. “Yeah, I’m just fine,” she said with a little shiver. “Uh ... huh...” she said. “Well, yeah, but...” As she went on, I dropped to my knees behind her firm round little butt.

She gave an almost imperceptible squeak as I pushed my hand between her firm thighs and cupped her sex from behind. “Yeah, he is a really good teacher...” I heard her say as I let one finger stray in between her soft full vulva. She was still wet down there from our last bout of sex.

“Uh ... huh ... Uugghh ... Huh? ... Oh nothing,” she said into the phone. She looked around at me with a mild panicky look in her eye as I stood up close behind her. I just gave her a big smile as I pressed my now hard cock against her firm ass cheeks and rolled my hips.

“Noo,” she grunted under her breath as she tried to move away from me. I brought one hand up and around her waist to her soft round tummy to prevent her escape.

“No, Mom, really ... I won’t...” the nervous young teen went on with a slight tremor in her voice. She again turned to me, pleading with her pretty blue eyes as I began to rub the head of my throbbing cock between her firm ass cheeks and up and down in her hot moist slit. She almost forgot about her mother on the other end of the line.

“Huh? ... What?” ... she said. “Yes, mother, I understand that, but...” I positioned the tip of my dick outside the entrance to her tight birth canal and slowly pushed into her. “Oh God,” she groaned. “Oh nothing, Mom ... sorry ... Ugghhh!!! What? ... Oh I just stubbed my toe, I’m on a walk around phone ... yeah, I’m OK, I think.”

God almighty this young girl was tight. I pushed about four inches of cock into her quivering pussy, feeling her firm young muscles move inside her. I pulled back out so that only the blood engorged tip of my nine inch cock remained in her and slowly gave her two or three shallow pumps coating the head of my cock with her juice.

She again turned her head to look back over her shoulder at me. As she did, I reached out with my free hand and placed it against her soft cheek preventing her from looking away. A look of deep embarrassment and pleading graced her lovely face. I gave her another big smile and watched her eyes intently as I shoved all nine inches deep into her tight warm love canal.

Her eyes went wide and staring as she felt the tip of my dick push into the deepest part of her young belly. “Ooohhhhhhhh,” she gasped as she dropped the phone receiver to the carpet. I pulled back out. As she bent down to pick up the phone, I rammed into her hard. “Uuuuggghhhhh,” came her deep guttural grunt as she reached out her other hand to steady herself against the small telephone stand in the hall. “Yeah, Mom,” said the young girl struggling to keep her voice even as I began to pick up a rhythm “Sorry,” she panted, “I dropped the phone, I’m such a klutz this evening ... Ohhh ... Uugghh ... What? Oh it’s nothing, Mom.

The girl’s legs began to shake and she was breaking out in a light sweat as my throbbing cock pistoned in and out ... in and out ... in and out, forcing her tender young vaginal muscles to move out of the way with each stroke. I could feel her quivering inside. I moved my hand down from her little belly that by now was beginning to heave nicely and rhythmically to my thrusts to the top of her wet pussy slit.

I sought out and found her erect little clitoris and began to rub it in a circular motion in time to my fucking. I dropped my hand away from her cheek and she turned her head away.