Sweaty Crotch Woman
Copyright© 2026 by Peter Emrick
Chapter 9
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 9 - An aggressive woman enjoys taking young men's virginities
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Consensual Fiction Anal Sex First Oral Sex Novel-Pocketbook
With his cock still socked away in Berniece’s pussy and the dildo stabbed far into her ass, Skip told Kitty that he had met the two boys and they would be around about dark.
“Hunh?” Berniece said stupidly, still wallowing pleasurably in her double-climax.
“Wonderful, Darling,” Kitty murmured, continuing to suck lovingly on his balls. “You got them just for Bea and me? Then you won’t be here after we get started? Of course, you don’t mind if I get my jollies with a prick other than yours? Of course not! We’ll have all summer to play sexy games. Thank you so much, Skip.”
“What’s that he said?” Berniece wheezed, gently rolling her asshole and pussy on her twin-impalement.
“Skip encountered a couple of boys to fuck around with us tonight,” Kitty explained. “And Skip said they are from the Tri-Cities area and leave tomorrow—so we don’t have to worry about their talking.”
Kitty and Berniece decided that Kitty would set the strange boys at ease down at her trailer, then bring them to the house. There, they would take them to Bea’s bedroom. Kitty discarded the hot pants with the split in the crotch and the cut-out bra for a mini-dress that barely covered her pelvis.
When the boys arrived, shortly after dark, she was momentarily disconcerted and drew Skip aside. “What is this, Skip? So, your form of a joke, huh? Well, I’ll go along; the joke will be on you. You just think how you’re going to feel, fucking a gal who’s been fucked by a black boy.”
The two brothers, sixteen and seventeen, weren’t ill-at-ease at all. In fact, when they noticed Kitty drinking a gin and ginger ale, they asked for drinks, too.
The redhead’s temperature soared when the two tall, lean youths settled on the ground in front of her, made no bones about trying to see up under the almost non-existent dress tail. After a moment of embarrassment, she let them. And not too casually, either. She sat in her webbed chair, legs uncrossed, thighs slack, and they could get a dim view of her robust pussy with its heavy flounce of red wool.
And neither of the boys seemed to notice when Kitty winked at Skip, and he melted away into the darkness.
“You guys—Dave and William—getting your eyes full?” she smirked, pouting her lips, making her eyes peer at them innocently. “Whatcha looking at, anyway?”
“Your red-haired pussy,” the older one grinned. That was David.
“Hah! What do you kids know about pussy?” Kitty retorted, reddening under their intent, carnal gazes. “I bet you never even saw a naked woman or had your gizmos in one.”
“I call that bet,” William leered, licking his lips.
“Well, have a good look, then,” she said throatily, spreading her legs wide, using the fingers of her free hand to comb aside the crisp tendrils of red pussy hair and parting the thick outer lips of her rose-red vulva blossom.
“Yeeeeaaaaaah, man!” they echoed and leaned forward, their cheeks against her knees staring at her exposed gash and sniffing like hot animals at the musky fragrance of her fuck-ready snatch.
“Aaaaahhhh, shucks,” one said when she clamped her thighs together and pressed the shirt skirt over her Venus mound.
“Well, let’s go up to the house,” Kitty said. “There’s another woman with a red-hot cunt, and we’ll have a balling good time.” She led the way up the graveled pathway onto the back porch.
“Bea?” she called softly, knocking on the screen door.
“Come in. Steve’s off somewhere. Left a note she wouldn’t be back ‘til about midnight. We have a lot of time,” Berniece said. Then she scowled, peering at Kitty questioningly when she noticed their visitors were black. “Negroes?” she whispered. “I don’t know, Kit,” she wavered, then moved back to let them all in the house, the flowing, ankle-length robe billowing about her thin body.
“It’ll be okay and fun,” Kitty reassured, boldly squeezing Dave’s bulge as the boys moved on into the kitchen. “They assure me they know all about women—and they’ve both seen my pussy—had a good look, and are hot to trot.”
Berniece brought drinks. “Yeah, I bet they do,” she said sulkily.
“We do,” William said solemnly. “We both fucked a few women and girls.”
The boys sensed a pairing off. William sat cross-legged in front of Berniece, and David sprawled before Kitty, eyes riveted to her crotch.
“Bet you ain’t even got a snatch,” Dave said mockingly to Bea. “Otherwise, why are you wearing that old A-rab robe thing? You ain’t got a pussy, and you keep covered up so nobody will suspect.”
“Poof,” Bea said scornfully. “And I bet you ain’t got enough pecker hardly to pee through.”
“Sheeet,” David said, nudging his brother. “Let’s show ‘em, Bill.” And the boys unzipped their pants and extracted just the heads of their penises. Both women got glimpses of dark meat and thick phallus skin.
“Go on, take off your clothes and let us see if you’re men or little bitty kids,” Kitty taunted them. “If you don’t,” she pressed her legs over her seething sex. “I won’t let you look at my twattie.”
There was a brief uncertainty, but the two boys stood up, pitched away their shirts, balanced on one leg to remove their shoes, then slowly dropped their pants, keeping their undershorts on.
“Goddamn it!” Kitty snorted, setting down her glass and coming to her feet. She yanked down Dave’s skivvies and grabbed a handful of his cock and black balls.
Seeing his brother naked, William finished stripping and moved next to Bea’s armchair, presenting his genitals for her inspection and loving care, if she would.
Kitty stared hungrily at the hunk of tubular meat that was growing rapidly in her squeezing hand as she slowly jacked off the colored boy. When she guessed he was about half-hard, she dropped his cock, patted his high-lifted balls. “Get down on your knees,” she said tersely, leaning back in the chair, folding her legs over the arms and scooting her bottom to the edge of the seat.
“Can’t fuck off my knees like this,” David protested.
“You won’t get a fuck at all, unless you eat my pussy first,” she snapped, beckoning him to get his face on her snathe.
“You think I ain’t eaten pussy-hair-pie before? You’re crazy, white split-tail,” David grinned, his hands caressing the tensed inner planes of her satiny thighs. He blew his breath in her gaping throat, took a deep breath, and licked his long, reddish tongue from her asshole to her clit.
“Aaaah-aaaaah-aaaaaahhhhhhh,” Kitty sighed, whimpering softly, her ass bucking at the slow, tantalizing sweep of his coarse tongue in her slippery gash.
“Lick your tongue up in my pussy,” she pleaded, putting a hand on the coarse hair of his Afro. “I believe you have sucked and licked out pussy before,” she whispered, narrowed eyes peering unwaveringly as he diddled his tongue in her hot, moist cove, then sucked his lips around her unsheathed, distended clit.
Kitty glanced numbly at Berniece, who was staring stonily at her friend and the black kid eating her snatch. “Oh, crap,” Berniece muttered, getting to her feet and stripping the voluminous robe off over her head.
“Get your face in there, Kid, and eat my old twat. Get me good and aroused, and I’ll see how good you are at the game of fucking a cunt,” she glared at him. She flopped back in the chair and presented her recently gored pussy to him.