Sweaty Crotch Woman
Copyright© 2026 by Peter Emrick
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - 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
At first, Skip seemed withdrawn and embarrassed riding in the cab, naked, beside Kitty as she drove the narrow, almost forbidding road to the Salmon River. But he relaxed slowly and leaned back in the seat, opening his legs, letting her play with his swollen Peter and balls when both hands were not demanded on the steering wheel.
“Unbutton my dress and feel and play with my titties,” Kitty urged, clinging to his sexy bole of flesh. “And get my dress tail up to my waist so you can finger-diddle my pussy. I like finger-fucking.”
As soon as he experimentally got a finger in her hot, wet, pink gash, found her steaming fuck-hole, she grinned at him, giving his cock some rough, playful jackoff tugs. “Know what we’re gonna do? God! You have an enormous prick! I’m gonna let you try, and see if I can take it in the back. You know, cornhole me in the butt, Skip. Maybe you can; maybe you can’t—your prick is so huge. But you can try fucking my asshole.”
“Can, can I?” The boy was still shocked by the nearness of it.
She winked at him when he blushed, and she patted his cheek lovingly. “Yep, fuck Kitty in the hot, itching butt hole!”
She stole a quick look at Skip’s face as she nosed the pickup into the shade created by a thick cluster of tall trees. He looked a little peaked, she thought, and so sweet and cute with the sprinkling of freckles across his nose and cheekbones. “You hungry?” she whispered, fingers goading his cock to full erection. “You look kind of thin in the face.” She smoothed the sandy hair down over his forehead as she continued jacking him off.
“Sure, you’re hungry,” she laughed, prancing out of the pickup, stripping off her dress and the unhooked bra, striding to the camper to fix some sandwiches. “You just stroll around and admire the place; find a grassy place for us to lay together and fuck,” she suggested.
He made no mention of clothes, and Kitty admired his nakedness as he sauntered up and down the riverbank, his swollen cock wobbling so delectably and enticingly in the brilliant sunlight.
As they finished eating, sitting naked across from each other at the tiny table, Skip said timidly, “My mother will be worried about me.”
Kitty smiled at him, scooted down so her prominent breasts sprawled on the table, “I thought about that. I’ll drop her a card and explain you’re okay. Right? Sure! And we’ll spend the summer traveling, and I’ll eat your cock and let you screw me whenever you want, and I want, and I’ll teach you how to suck-lick my pussy. We’ll have a sexy ball!”
She toed off a sandal and put her bare foot in his crotch. Skip spread his knees so she could play with his balls and puffed-up cock. “Uuuuummmmm, I love your prick, Skip,” Kitty smiled, winking as his face flushed with pleasure and appreciation.
“You know what you said earlier,” he began timidly, “well, I think I found the kind of place you suggested.”
“What?” she asked in a detached tone, concentrating on how his genitals felt to her toes. “Say straight out what you mean.”
“You said find a place-grassy-like and such,” he mumbled uncertainly.
“What? Why?” she asked dully, but her senses were sharpening. “For what?”
He groaned and his body shuddered as she continued goading his stiffening prick with her teasing toes. “You said find that kind of place and you wanted me to—you know; you remember.”
“Say what you mean,” she said huskily, a tenderness in her for the tongue-tied youngster. “Oh,” she said brightly, tossing her long red hair with a flip of her head, “well say it, Skip. When you want me for some fucking or whatever, just say it or come and climb on me.
He swallowed with embarrassment. “You said,” he began with forced bravery, “for me to find a nice place and you wanted me to try to—” he fumbled for the word “-cornhole you in the-butt,” he finished with a rush, voice a mere whisper.
“‘Oh! Sure! I remember. Well, okay. And you want to try me now,” she smiled. “Well, you’re the boss.” She took her foot down, fumbled it back into the sandal and stood, folding her arms across her body to cradle her sloping, opulent breasts. “Well, come on and show me and give a try at screwing me in the ass.”
She led the way, naked, from the camper. When he hopped down, she seized his dangling, wobbly hard-on, clinging to it as she strolled along, letting him find the way into a grassy glen among the massive trees. “Yes, this is a nice place.” She nodded. They stood for a moment, she waiting for him to take the lead. “Well, how do you want me? I think if I get down on my front, you know, up on my hands and knees, you can climb on me and get me from behind.”
“Yes,” the boy said. “I’d like to try that.”
Still holding his fantastically thick cock, she sank to the ground and presented her curvy posterior to him.
Looking back over her bare shoulder, she said poutily, “Come on, get on my behind and let me set your cock for you. First, I think I should get it wet and slick.” And she turned to him, took his long, fat cock in her mouth and swabbed it good with spit. “Now!” she said with unconcealed eagerness.
She set the rubbery knob of his prick against her anus, forced her muscles to sort of push out to relax her sphincters so she could take him—if his monstrous cock would go up her ass. “You’re going to have to take it slow and easy and carefully,” she panted, holding his thick tool at the base.
She nibbled her lower lip as he pressed tentatively at her back entry. “It isn’t going, Skip,” she gasped, her insides roiling and churning. “And you’re going to have to push your cock harder, it isn’t going to go in me if you don’t. Give it a good try, steady pressure-increasing it until we find out whether I can take your cornholing or not.”
Kitty shivered as he put his hands on her hips, pressing them into her soft, silky flanks. Dazzling lights danced behind her eyes as she lowered her head and stared back between her dangling boobies and he began forcing his prick up her butt hole.
“Ooohhh,” Skip groaned from the effort.
Her instincts were to slouch away from him, but he held her up as he hunched gently, poking the head of his cock at her anal dimple.
“Godddddd,” she gasped as needles of minute pain darted upward into her convulsing bowels. She could feel her anus being pushed inward. The tip of his cock seemed as hot as fire as it snuckled into the raw pinkness of her anus.
“I think the head is about to go,” she wheezed, feeling mesmerized by the sight of his balls dangling below the swollen pouch of her hot pussy. “Give me a couple of good, hard hunches with your big cock—enough to give me the head, anyway.”
The bluntish head of his prick seemed to explode into her tight asshole and Kitty squalled with surprise and dismay, “Aaawwwwwwkkkkkk!” Her rectum recoiled, trying to expel the orb of flesh that was violating it.
Kitty’s back bowed upward and she tried to shrink her rounded, exposed bottom away from him. But lust was working in the youth now and he held her in strong hands.
“Your-hole-is so hot,” he grunted, the words coming in a lustful growl.
Kitty took her hand from the root of his massive stump, and she tangled her fingers in her tousled hair. Her green eyes shimmered with a veil of tears that spilled blindingly. She wanted him to quit, and she wanted him to continue. And she wondered hazily whether he would, even if she asked him to.
There was a sensation of terrible stretching in the splayed crack between the smooth, white cheeks of her cringing butt. “Give it some more-me some more!” I’ll be astonished if he can force his gigantic cock into me, she mused, forcing her guts to relax, bracing herself for his charge. She gritted her teeth, bit her lower lip as the boy applied more and more pressure against his quivering phallus. “Moooooore,” she grunted, sweat springing out of her forehead as she tried to see what progress his cock was making. But it was hidden from her, but she could certainly feel it!
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