Just as Eileen had expected, Jean was not pleased with the news that the older woman had seduced Tim.
Eileen grinned. "Are you really trying to tell me that you wouldn't have done the same thing if you had been in my place… alone, with that sweet trusting, handsome young man?"
"All right. Enough. I give up. I guess I'm just jealous."
Eileen was ready to spring her surprise. She put her arms around the taller woman and held her close. She nuzzled her face in Jean's soft hair. "I would be too, if you had gotten to him first. But I saved him for you, Jean. I mean… I only sucked his cock… He's never really done it. That's all yours. And he's coming by tomorrow at noon."
Jean's look of doubt faded into a lusty grin. She was already planning her seduction. "Are you sure it's all right, Eileen?" She wasn't really interested in an answer to her question. That blonde young man would be hers tomorrow. Her cunt throbbed at the prospect. She felt rather wicked, but he wickedness only fed her lust.
"There is a price," Eileen admonished her friend. She was thrilled by the younger woman's response to her surprise.
"What's that?"
"I'm going to be here, somewhere, watching you. I like watching you do your thing, Jean. I got a taste for it that very first time, when you had your finger shoved up your ass."
Jean blushed. Her cunt pulsed at the thought of the lurid trap they were setting for that young man.
When Tim arrived, Jean answered the door. "Hi… I'm Jean Baker. Remember me? We met that day down by the lake." She was trying to put him at his ease. He looked very nervous. "Eileen had to go out for a while. She asked me to entertain you until she got back."
She was not sure if it was her imagination or not, but the young man seemed to wince. She smiled as she thought about the implications of the remark. "Do you want to eat first… or should we wait for Eileen?"
"I can wait. I just had breakfast a couple of hours ago."
Jean caught him watching her anxiously as she rummaged around the kitchen. She was expert enough now at the reactions of young men to know that he found her attractive. She could not understand why he seemed so nervous about Eileen's absence. Perhaps, she mused, he was worried about the prospect of having to handle two of them. "How about some lemonade?"
"Sure."
They sat in silence on the couch for a while, smiling nervously at one another. Jean thought of several topics for polite conversation, but none of them interested her. Her pussy had been hot ever since Eileen had told her about his visit. She wanted to get down to details. She decided at last that the direct approach would be the best. She reached for the crotch of his trousers and squeezed his soft cock. Her hand detected the first stirrings of life.
"Mmmm… Tim!" His big wide eyes were staring at her in wonder. She felt compassion for the young man. Like Randy before him, he was getting an awesome total immersion course in sex with older women. "You're the handsomest young man. You feel so good!"
The blond youth felt numb with excitement. He had come over expecting things to happen… expecting maybe to screw a woman for the first time. But he had expected that woman to be Miss Kerr. He had not anticipated finding himself alone with the good-looking blonde lady, Mrs. Baker. There was no doubt in his mind now that the stories about the orgy on the island were true. Miss Kerr and her friend were incredible. They were the boldest women he had ever heard about. They were almost too much to believe!
First the brunette had sucked his cock out in the middle of the woods. Now the blonde was fondling his cock right in the brunette's living room, while her friend was out on an errand. Things were going awfully fast for a guy who until now had only dreamed about women.
While Tim was trying to get a hold on himself, Mrs. Baker reached into his fly and pulled out his swelling cock. Her fingertips caressed the smooth head of his cock with amazing dexterity. The teen looked into the face of the woman who was seducing him as recklessly as her friend had done the day before. Her mouth was open in an attitude of hungry lust. Her eyes were dazed with the excitement of what she was doing. She looked at Tim and grinned a funny little lopsided grin. "Oh Tim, you sure turn me on! I've got to taste it! Can I?"
It was almost like a rerun of the day before, only this time with a good-looking blonde instead of a good-looking brunette. Tim's ego swelled along with his thrilled cock. He had never considered himself particularly attractive to women. The two older beauties were teaching him that he had qualities he had not even guessed at. He still didn't know exactly what they were other than a growing cock they loved to touch.
"Sure, Mrs. Baker. Go ahead. Suck my cock." As her head bent toward his groin, he grabbed hold of her hair and pushed her onto his aching cock. The rush of power that seized him made him grunt in pleasure. When the woman was so eager, why not push her a little farther than she was ready to go? Tim felt himself yield to the throes of an overwhelming lust.
The feel of the teen's hands guiding her mouth onto his cock-head made Jean's cunt wet inside her panties. He was such a beautiful young man! Lust was making him so eager, so rough! She began to bob her head up and down over his tender young cock, relishing the smooth feel of it surging all the way into the back… of her throat. "Mmmmmmmm."
Having, his cock sucked for the second time was not quite as overwhelming as it had been the first time. Now Tim was able to exert a little more control. He had the presence of mind to decide what he wanted out of the experience, and to get it.
His buttocks lurched rhythmically up off the couch, sending his cock gliding smoothly up into her eager mouth. He was enjoying doing it just a little bit harder and faster each time. The pleasure to his sensitive cock was intense. The sound of her gurgling efforts to accommodate his pulsing presence made his balls heavy with desire.
"Oh, Mrs. Baker! You've got a terrific mouth! Oh suck my cock, Mrs. Baker! Suck it!" He got a thrill out of hurling at her the words that had not come to him yesterday when Miss Kerr was sucking his cock. Part of the thrill of the experience was the trembling in his belly as he heard himself uttering the lewd encouragements. More thrilling still was watching the blonde woman responding to them. Her ass wriggled wantonly behind her as she sucked. Her head adopted his more energetic tempo. She was incredible. Her energy never failed her for a moment.
As she devoted herself to her obscene task, Jean wondered if Eileen had arrived in the house yet, whether she was watching her suck Tim's cock. The thought made her cunt blaze. She enjoyed the titillation of putting on a show for her voyeur girlfriend.
The longer her lips trembled over the teen's cock, and the more eagerly her tongue stabbed his hard cock, the more frustrated her cunt got. She was hungry for the filling young cock that Eileen had told her would be hers. She was ready to claim her prize.
Inexperienced as he was, the teen could recognize the raw need in the eyes of the woman as she looked up at him. He heard her murmuring. "I'm so hungry for you, Tim! Let's take our clothes off." As if in a dream, he began to do as he had been told.
His eyes were riveted to her as she removed her clothing. He drank in the spectacle of her round lush tits with their big pink nipples. Her waist seemed incredibly tiny in contrast to her tits and her womanly hips. The triangle of her pussy-hair was a mat of tiny tight curls. He wanted to reach out and touch it. To see what it felt like. His hand lifted automatically. She began to walk toward it.
"Touch me, Tim. It's all right. You can touch me wherever you want." Jean's gaze focused on the up thrusting shaft of the teen's hard cock. It swayed slightly as he reached to stroke hex cunt-vee. She gasped as she felt his timid touch on her sensitized pubic mound. She pressed it harder into his hand, forcing him to accept a handful of cunt. The eager excitement in his eyes pleased her. It was obvious that Tim was beside himself with joy. Her singe goal became making that joy complete. She wanted to screw his fine young cock.
"Can I sit down on it, Tim?"
He watched in a crazy daze as the blonde pussy opened. Her legs spread apart on either side of his knees. She squatted over him. Her blonde cunt-curls fell closer and closer to the tip of his cock.
"Oh my God!" he breathed in one awed gasp.
Then her cunt was upon him. His cock-tip was pressing against a cushion of wet soft flesh that got hotter and wetter the deeper it probed. She was sitting down on his cock! Her cunt-walls clung greedily to his stiff cock! He was fucking a woman for the first time! It was happening!
"Uuuuuhhhh! Ooohhh, Mrs. Baker!" The look of pleasurable agony on the teen's face as she flexed her cunt-muscles around his embedded cock filled Jean with an intense flush of passion. She began to raise and lower her pussy in taunting little circles, massaging his cock with her hot cunt. The louder he groaned, the more wantonly she worked. The muscles of her thighs stood out as she maneuvered her cunt skillfully over the cock of the stunned teen.
It was the thought that this was a teen who had never screwed before, who was experiencing pussy for the first time, that most excited Jean. She felt so wicked, so abandoned, so powerful. The hotter she got, the more heedlessly she worked. She braced her arms against Tim's shoulders and, supporting herself on her knees, she devoted every ounce of strength she possessed to making the teen's first fuck the most memorable experience of his young life.
She had to admit to herself that she was in a kind of silent competition with her girlfriend. If Eileen was watching her now, she wanted the brunette to be suitably impressed with her skills, and with Tim's aroused responses. And she wanted the teen to be glad that it was she who had been home today at noon and not Eileen.
"Does it feel good, Tim darling? Is it good?" she demanded breathlessly.
It was clear from the expression on his face that he was overwhelmed with the pleasure of the treatment she was dealing him. But she wanted to hear it from his lips. She wanted him to tell her how good she was. Jean was a sensual woman with a big ego. She had lost much of her self-confidence round her husband Todd because he seldom paid her the compliments she needed. She had grown in maturity enough now to ask for what she needed. No longer would Jean Baker be a silent sufferer, waiting for a man's attention. When she didn't receive what she wanted, she would reach out and take it.
When she had first arrived at Eileen's, she had doubted herself. She had doubted that she had the courage to take what she needed out of life. Now she knew different. The knowledge made her feel very strong, very confident and very sexy.
"Mrs. Baker… I've never felt so good in my whole life! Not ever!"
That was the stuff she wanted to hear. For that kind of compliment she would work her butt off… which is precisely what she proceeded to do.
Her buttocks worked in taunting little circles, sending her cunt surging down onto the teen's rigid cock-shaft time after time. She was slaving for the pleasure of a eighteen-year-old teen who might well take all his basic feelings about sex from the experience he was having with the two older women.
Jean felt her responsibility, and she enjoyed it. It gave her a sense of power to know that here was something she could offer to a young man. It would affect the rest of his life. She was teaching him how to be a lover. She was teaching him the kind of sensuality that would make him a lover, women longed for.
Tim was learning his lessons well. At first he had been so overwhelmed by the sheer reality of getting his first fuck that he hadn't been able to do much but just sit back and take it. But the longer the woman writhed over him, the more lusty the contagion of her arousal grew, the more Tim felt a desire to participate in their coupling. He started to thrust his cock up into her pussy, meeting her halfway on each of her down strokes. As their groins slapped together, the woman's eyes opened wide in pleased surprise. The shock seemed to do something extra for her. He kept it up. His hands gripped her hips, holding her steady for his in thrusts. He was enjoying giving even more than just receiving. He remembered some pictures he had seen once in a magazine. Though he did not know how much longer he could hold out, he wanted to try it. He wanted to try being boss with this beautiful older woman.
When he exerted his strength, the teen was astoundingly strong. He held Mrs. Baker motionless. "I want you to kneel down on the rug there, Mrs. Baker. I want to do it to you from behind."
Trembling at the teen's sense of adventure, Jean kneeled naked on the floor. She realized that already the thrill of screwing a virgin teen was past.
That was okay with Jean. She didn't like being top dog all the time, anyway.