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Her Teenage Lovers
CHAPTER ONEPaula Gervin sneaked a quick look at the clock just before ministering to her last patient of the day. Tomorrow was a holiday, Thanksgiving, and as soon as she finished treating John Watkins' hand she would be able to leave her office. Most of the rest of the hospital staff had already gone home but she had to finish her daily caseload."How are you feeling today?" Paula asked the tall eighteen-year-old lad who sat stripped to the waist on her white-paper covered operating table. "We'll do a few exercises, change your bandage, then you can leave for the holiday.""I'm all right, I guess," Johnny answered morosely, staring at Paula's nylon clad knees. "Listen, Miss Gervin, I'm not going to be able to play any ball for the rest of the season, am I?""I'm sorry, Johnny," Paula answered, deciding to be honest. "There's nothing really wrong with you that time won't heal, but you'll have to be very careful for at least three months."Paula rolled the exercise machine to where her patient was sitting. He looked so pathetic, so young and frustrated. If only Johnny could see some of the other injuries she dealt with every day, he wouldn't be feeling sorry for himself. But he was at an age when boys took themselves terribly seriously. To Johnny, three months of partial incapacitation must seem like the end of the world, a catastrophe of unmitigated proportion."Let's see if you can do it ten times in one minute, rest a minute and then do it again," Paula suggested, laying the boy's hand on a shiny chrome arrangement of weights and pulleys.Johnny began to work enthusiastically. He was still staring at the lovely occupational therapist as his wrist and fingers bent to the task. And Paula was certainly something to see, especially for a youth in the throes of recent puberty. If anything would cheer Johnny up, it was the thought of Paula, stripped of her white uniform, performing a different kind of therapy in an, as yet, uninjured part of his healthy young body.Paula smiled as she watched the boy. His arms were long and wiry, almost hairless. His skin retained the rosiness of boyhood. Most of all she admired his upper body, the tapering muscular torso, the finely sculptured neck and his handsome boyish face. All in all, a welcome change from her older patients."Take it easy, Johnny," Paula cautioned, grabbing the boy's quickly twisting wrist. "There, you've loosened the bandage already. What am I going to do with you?""How about making me feel better with a kiss," Johnny suggested, surprised at his own boldness.But there was something about the gorgeous brunette that made familiarity seem safe. She was always so friendly, so interested in him. Sometimes it seemed like she used every excuse to touch him."Well, we are all alone," Paula teased, unaware that she was blushing slightly. "Would you be happy if I kissed you or scared?" Now Paula smiled openly."I'd like you to kiss me," Johnny answered quickly. "I like you very much, Paula. You're the only girl I like."Paula drifted closer to the boy as she continued her banter. He was nervous but reasonably secure as he returned her gaze. Yes, she told herself, I can kiss the boy or do anything else I want with him. We are alone here, really alone.To break the tension, Paula began to unwind Johnny's tape and gauze bandage, taking special care not to hurt his recently injured hand. Then, when the bandages were removed, she held John's hand palm up and began to caress the knuckles, working feeling back into the idle appendage.Now Paula could smell the boy's breath as he leaned his head closer to her. He gave off an odor of fresh mountain streams which was in keeping with his healthy, rural good looks. John was tall and strong as a full grown man but he still had a pretty face, the face of a handsome teenage youth."Kiss me," Johnny urged, his lips just a few inches from Paula's enchanting face. He could see down Paula's neckline now, could see the shadow that fell between her heavy tits. "Please, Miss Gervin, just one kiss."Paula did not give herself time to think about what she was doing. She bent her head towards the boy and met his lips with her own sensual mouth. She wanted Johnny and she had not had a man in over two months. Johnny was old enough to have a woman and he wanted her too.Paula parted her lips and tried to suck the boy's tongue into her greedy mouth. Already her body was tense and on edge, beginning to sense that something good was coming. It was possible that Johnny would not be able to satisfy her, but Paula was not worried. Her judgment in sexual matters was pretty good of late and hardly ever failed her.Johnny kept his eyes opened as he kissed Paula, letting his gaze travel the full length of her magnificent body. She had beautiful silky black hair, almost like an Oriental. Her eyes were round and black, her nose straight and slightly tilted. Her mouth was especially tempting, with broad thick lips that curled up provocatively at the corners.But Paula's body was even better than her lovely face. Her tits were big live things, moving beneath the tight white fabric of her uniform. Her flexed legs, uncovered now halfway up the thigh, were white and shapely, leading up to a flaring set of hips and an ass that he did not have to see to remember, perhaps the girl's best feature.Paula felt herself squirming in the boy's arms, delighted that Johnny was kissing her properly. His tongue had plunged right into her hungry mouth and was now entwined with her own. The boy's hard muscular chest was crushing her tits and turning her on intensely. All she had to do was take her time and play her cards right and the boy would be hers."You can touch me if you want," Paula whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment.Then, suddenly inspired, Paula got up from the operating bench and began to undress. It was a crucial moment. There was a distinct possibility that the boy would panic and desert her, but if that was going to happen, the sooner the better. Besides, Johnny seemed to have his shit together. The odds were that he would appreciate her strip show plenty.Not that Paula lingered in removing her hospital uniform. Her cunt was already dripping wet, anticipating being filled by the boy's throbbing prick. She wanted him hot and fast. Paula pulled her dress over her head and threw it blindly into the corner. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked a black lace brassiere and pulled it quickly from her torso.Stockings and panties were last to go. Paula soon stood naked before her potential young lover, swaying from side to side so that Johnny could see all of her. Once she pirouetted completely, giving the boy a quick view of her heart shaped ass. Now it was time for him to undress.Johnny slipped out of his hospital pajamas in a second, reaching for Paula just as the thirty-five-year-old woman sat back down on the operating table, leaning her shoulder against the wall. He sank down beside her, feeling his prick fill up with blood and spring to life. The woman was incredible, like a pin-up come to life. Her huge firm tits alone could have kept him fascinated for the rest of the day.Paula was determined to make things easy for her young lover by being the aggressor. The sight of his healthy, muscular adolescent body was driving her to distraction. She could see that Johnny's prick was already hard, a good six inches long, everything she needed to satisfy her lust totally.She reached down and began to fondle the thick hard tube, wrapping her long fingers around the base and stroking gently. Johnny's body quivered as she touched him but he wasn't all that nervous. If nothing else, he seemed happy enough letting her jerk him off, just as Paula had expected.Paula moved her hand up and down the boy's prick, letting her swaying tits brush occasionally against his contracted biceps. Her fingers touched the tip of his red, blood-engorged weapon and then closed around the head, squeezing it gently. Already she could feel blood coursing through the boy's rod.Johnny sat rigidly as the sensual brunette worked his prick over. His sexual experience was sadly limited but you didn't have to be a genius to know that you were into a good thing. Paula was sending chills through his whole body and it stood to reason to assume that things were going to get better before his session came to a close.Paula's head moved closer to the boy's prick. I want to suck him off, she told herself. I want to feel that big thing throbbing in my mouth, until he comes. Then I want to taste his come. Her desires clear, there was no point wasting any time. The boy was certainly ready for her.Then Paula rolled out the heavy artillery. She slid slowly off the operating table until she could feel her knees resting on the cold polished tiles of the floor. Now the lad's rock-hard cock was exactly level with her face. Paula protruded her tongue from her thick lips and let its tip touch the very point of Johnny's swollen rod, eager to have it inside her.Her tongue began to describe slow, sensual circles on the head of Johnny's prick, soon coating the thick cudgel with a fine patina of warm saliva. Parting her lips a little, Paula guided the first three inches of the organ into her mouth, salivating wildly, wanting the boy's sperm."Oh, shit, that feels good," Johnny muttered, hardly able to talk. "Yes, suck it like that, use your tongue some more. You're driving me crazy with your tongue."Paula began to bob her head up and down on the boy's cock, taking in another inch with every stroke. She would not stop until she had serviced the full length of the angry-looking tool. For a moment she felt herself choking as her head slid down into position but soon she had adjusted perfectly.Johnny looked down and saw that his prick had disappeared completely into Paula's mouth. Her teeth gently framed the thick root of his prick while her lips were pressed firmly against his tangled blond pubic hairs. He did not move an inch, intimidated as well as turned on by the mysterious older woman.Paula kept the prick buried in her throat for another few seconds, rubbing her tits on the boy's hard thighs. She reached down and started to fondle his balls with her right hand, stroking the delicate sac, then squeezing it a little harder, as if she wanted to milk the come out of his balls.The big prick slid halfway out of Paula's mouth, giving the voluptuous woman an opportunity to please her young lover in new and different ways. She glued her tongue to the underside of Johnny's organ and sucked it like a giant candy-cane, feeling her cheeks hollowing from the effort.Her head began to move up and down again, sometimes letting all but the purple head of her lover's cock slide out of her mouth. Then she would suck it all in again, all six inches, until it bulged in her straining throat. She wanted it to go on forever but knew that that was impossible, that it would not be long before the boy creamed in her mouth.Paula looked down at the prick she was servicing so well and saw that it had turned darker than ever. She ran her tongue along the prominent veins that lined its surface, tracing each one from crown to base. She never stopped working for a second, knowing that her reward would soon come.Johnny began to rock back and forth on his hips, driving his prick deep into Paula's mouth and then pulling it most of the way out. He was fighting against his lust but knew that he could not hold out for long. He had never been blown before and the combined ministrations of lips, teeth and tongue were impossible for him to resist.Paula could taste a preliminary drop of come pearling at the tip of Johnny's pecker. The semen was warm and thick and salty, a preview of things to come. Yes, I have him just where I want him, she thought, writhing with passion and ready to shoot his wad. It's going to happen any second now.Johnny began to fuck the woman's mouth hard and fast, keeping his eyes closed now, totally overwhelmed by sensations of undreamt pleasure. His prick felt like it was going to explode and fly right off his taut body. Then he stopped moving, leaning heavily against the wall, his face covered with sweat."Oh God," he bellowed in a cracked voice. "It's happening. AAAEEEIIIIII!!!!!! I'm coming, shit, I'm coming. I can't stand it anymore. Oh shit, I'm coming in your mouth."The eighteen-year-old boy was as good as his word. His prick held stationary for a moment and then erupted, sending a long, thick stream of spunk into Paula's waiting throat. The flow started and then increased, surprising Paula completely. It was all she could do to down the thick, sticky fluids as quickly as the lad shot them into her mouth.The taste of come turned Paula on all the more. She looked up at her lover as his magic wand was still exploding, smelled the acrid aroma of the boy's sweat and scum. She could feel her own sexual secretions leaking out of her pussy and cooling on her naked sleek thighs. Yes, she would get him to fuck her if he ever stopped coming from her blow-job.Finally the flow ceased. Paula kept the strong scented fluids in her mouth for a few seconds and then swallowed them with an audible gulp. Her whole body felt warm and satisfied from the boy's seminal juices. Best of all, his prick was still hard and ready, ready to be shoved into her twat."That was nice, wasn't it, Johnny?" she urged the boy. "I made you very happy, didn't I? Of course I did, I heard you moaning. Now you can do something nice for me, only you're going to like it too. Want to know what it is?""Do you want me to fuck you?" Johnny asked, still having trouble finding his voice. "I've never done that before.""You'll do just fine," Paula answered, narrowing her eyes and staring at the boy. "Just do what I tell you and we can have plenty more fun together."So saying, Paula rose from her knees and displaced her lover from the operating table. Soon she was lying supine on the padded bench, her legs spread wide apart, her pink moist labia clearly visible. Her tits, swollen larger than ever, rose and fell as she awaited her lover's caresses."Come on, Johnny, you don't have to be shy," Paula coaxed. "You like my tits, don't you? You can touch them and stroke them and kiss them. Come on, let me see you do that."Johnny leaned over the reclining woman and quickly did her bidding. He knew that he was ready to go again and felt confident that Paula would show him the way. Her body was absolutely incredible, warmer and softer than he could have believed. He wanted to explore all of it, especially the mysterious fragrant cunt that she had bared to his inspection."Ummm, that feels good," Paula said as she felt the boy's fingers brushing her nipples. "Squeeze them harder, until they get red and stiff. Then use your tongue on them."Johnny was using one hand on each tit, but he quickly complied with Paula's request. His mouth closed around one of the woman's broad rosy nipples and then he sucked the pink pad into his mouth, rubbing the tip of his tongue on her nipple. Soon the little star had turned hard and red and puckered and the boy felt his body going wild again."Just another minute, then you can fuck me," Paula cautioned, seeing where the boy was at. "Take your right hand, just the first two fingers and then put them in my cunt. Go ahead, you don't have to worry about hurting me."Johnny stroked the imperious woman's thighs before getting up the courage to enter her pussy with his fingers. He felt the moist labia and then did as he was told. To his surprise, Paula's cunt was tight and clinging, not the wide open orifice that he had expected it to be.He caught on quickly, still following Paula's instructions. In and out, up and down, his probing fingers moved, soothing the woman and firing her lust simultaneously. Now he was lying on top of Paula, feeling her tits pressed against his chest. His prick was on her thigh, moving closer and closer to his hand, closer to the redolent cavity of her cunt."Put it in," Paula moaned, her voice almost angry. "Don't keep me waiting, damn it. Hurry up and fuck me."Then Paula took matters into her own hands, gripping the boy's prick roughly and guiding it into her hungry snatch. She gasped with passion as she felt him filling her to capacity. Her vaginal sphincters held on to the boy's rod and refused to let it go. It would not be long before she came."Don't move, don't move at all," Paula whispered in her young lover's ear. "I'll do all the work. Just keep that big thing inside me and I'll make you happy."But Johnny could not help moving. His prick felt as if it were being caressed by a thousand tiny hands as Paula's cunt contracted around it. He could smell her warm, spicy pussy juice just as he could feel it seeping out of her pussy and coating his prick, balls and thighs.Meanwhile, Paula slid her cunt up and down the boy's thick healthy penis. Her hips churned wildly, as if she wanted to wring the heavy club right off Johnny's body. Now it was touching her very center, sending surges of electricity through the woman's body. She was almost there.Soon the two lovers had established a perfect unison of movement. Their bodies were glued together with sweat, touching at every possible point. Johnny's prick rammed angrily in and out of Paula's luscious fuck hole and the woman had to stop and-brush the boy's sweat out of her eyes. She continued moving, grinding her tits harder and harder into his chest.Paula wrapped her arms around Johnny's back, drawing the boy closer to her. At the same time, she lifted her shapely legs and clenched them behind the boy's hard tight little ass. Now he was all the way inside her again, unable to withdraw. Just a few more seconds of that kind of friction and pressure and she would be ready for her long awaited orgasm.Johnny tried to withdraw a few inches but Paula was a strong woman, especially that close to her orgasm. His muscles strained, which created greater pressure inside Paula's drenched pussy, turning her on all the more. She quivered beneath the boy's body, knowing that he was enjoying their scene as much as she, perhaps more, considering that it was so new to him.But there was no more time for Paula to think. She could feel her cunt walls palpitating uncontrollably and knew that the moment of truth was finally at hand. She stopped moving but tightened her grip on her lover's back and buttocks, letting out her breath as she celebrated her climax."Oh, yes, yes, it's happening," Paula gasped. "I can feel you, taste you, smell you. Keep it inside me, don't move at all. Here it comes. Oh yes, I'm COMING, I'M COMINNNGGG!!!"Paula accompanied her words with frantic gyrations of her lush pelvis, jerking around her lover's prick. The cunt honey spurted out of her vulva, a thick steady flow that soaked her lover to the knees. She felt three separate spasms of pleasure, each more lasting and powerful than its predecessor.Just as her passion started to cool, Paula felt her lover having his second orgasm. The boy had been a good patient lover and now he was having his fun, spraying his hot, frothing come into her waiting pussy. They finished their orgasms together and then Paula could feel the boy going limp inside her, just before his cock slid out of her twat."I guess I have to go home now, huh?" Johnny asked, averting his eyes, obviously ready for more."Yes, you do," Paula answered, smiling reassuringly. "But we have had a good time together, my love. And we won't tell anybody about it, will we? It'll be our little secret, just you and me. You see, if you tell anybody at all about it, we won't be able to do this again."Johnny was not a stupid boy. It would be hard not to brag to his friends but harder still to give up what he had just acquired. He nodded to Paula, then returned her smile and kissed the gorgeous woman on her full sensual lips.CHAPTER TWOPaula went home by bus rather than walking. On the bus, she could read the newspaper, stare at other passengers, watch out the window for familiar faces. In other words, she would be less tempted to think about what she had done that afternoon. Thinking about things was not always such a good idea.Life was best when you acted spontaneously, went from one experience to another without bothering to impose patterns on your doings. Once you started analyzing, you inhibited yourself, develope a tendency to rob experiences of their value by predicting their outcome.The happiest years in life, Paula thought, were the adolescent years. Childhood had been pretty good but adolescence was when Paula had really flowered. As a result, Paula perhaps over-valued youth. Age, maturity, growing old, changing these were ideas she strove to evade.Once home, Paula immediately turned on the tape deck. What she had been playing that morning was fine. Good, hard rock, soul stuff. Plenty of rhythm, good suggestive lyrics. A few minutes of losing herself in the music and she would be in a perfect mood to enjoy a recap of the day's events.Well, I really did it this time, Paula decided. No sex for a few months and then I really let myself go. Shit, it felt good to fuck that kid. Paula closed her eyes, rubbing bare ankles as she leaned back into the couch. She wasn't tired but everything seemed more sensual with her eyes closed.Paula's thoughts drifted. There had never been a lack of men in her life. For a few years, in her early twenties, she had been uncomfortable with her good looks. Men never seemed to take her for a person, only a body. But that phase had passed quickly enough. Sex was part of her life, maybe the-best part, if and when you were into it.When you weren't, for whatever reason, you laid back and did other things. You worked, listened to music, read, went to movies, had lunch with female friends. Or you played tennis, jogged, went to concerts and office parties. Eventually your body told you that it was time to shift gears.Then, as if by magic, the right men started to turn up, and sometimes they were the same creeps who'd been pestering you the last few weeks. They didn't have to be perfect, as long as they didn't hassle you and knew how to fuck. Sometimes they were good people, sometimes not. You could never tell in advance.But that wasn't the whole story. Paula knew damned well that she had sexual preferences, that some men were there just to pass the time and others turned her on in a way that made life worth living. And Johnny, her young lover, was the perfect manifestation of the latter class.It was not painful or shocking for Paula to find her thoughts taking this tack. She had long since made peace with herself over her sexual idiosyncracies. She dug younger men, particularly in their early teens, and nothing on earth was going to change that. Basically, there was no need to change it.Sometimes you felt guilty and cheap making it with kids, Paula conceded. But you also got a satisfaction from it that was unique and impossible to give up. And Paula had learned to strike a balance. As long as she enjoyed it, as long as it did the boy no harm, as long as she was at peace with herself, there wasn't a reason on earth not to fuck around with young lovers.Paula spent the rest of the evening reading and watching television. Pleased with herself, she found excuses to look in the mirror a dozen times in the course of the evening. Yes, she was glowing, radiant, suffused with high color. She looked twenty more than she looked thirty-five.Having slept like a log Paula arrived at work in good spirits. Her job was great in any case. Good pay, new people all the time, results that you could actually see and measure. And not least, the occasional Watkins. When was his next appointment? Fuck it, not until tomorrow.The day went quickly enough and as usual Paula was left alone in her office for the last half hour. No reason to leave early even if she could. It was nice to relax in the near empty building before braving the streets. Besides, she had nothing planned that evening.