Fortunately, Lucy took care of things

Luckily for me, though I didn't know it at the time, Lucy was also interested in fooling around with me again and an opportunity presented itself at the end of the second week. On Saturday morning, I got a call from Laura telling me that her mom was wondering if I could come over and check out their lawn tractor. She told me her dad had already left for the day for a golf tournament he was participating in, and that neither her, her sister, or her mom could get it to start. I asked if they had checked the gas, not thinking this was actually an excuse to get me over her house, but apparently they had and Laura proceeded to tell me to "just come over and see if you can figure it out, I have to get to work."

That statement was the one that got my hopes up. Laura wasn't going to be in the house, Laura's dad was gone for the day, so that only left Bethany. I had never hoped for Laura's little sister to be out of the house more than I did at that moment, because if she was out somewhere, Lucy and I would be alone and, maybe, she'd be willing to screw around with me again. I quickly got myself washed up, wanting to be clean for Lucy if the opportunity presented itself, then rushed over.

When I got up to the front door, I found I was actually nervous and hesitated for a second before ringing the doorbell. I felt like I did when I went on my first date, my palms getting sweaty and my stomach in knots, and I had to **** myself to take a deep breath to settle my nerves. One more deep breath and I pressed the doorbell, hearing it chime through the house, then waited, for what seemed like forever, to hear footsteps approaching the door. When it opened, I was greeted by the exact person in the world that I wanted to see the most, Mrs. Stevens. She had her hair down, was only wearing a plain, white t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts, but I still felt my dick harden at the site of her.

"Oh, hi Mrs., uh, I mean Lucy. Did Lauren already leave for work?" I asked, looking past her into the house and hoping that she had.

"Yes she did." she said, pulling me inside and shutting the door behind me before closing the distance between us and pressing her body against mine, making her intentions pretty clear, even to 19 year old me. "And Bethany left to go to the beach with her friends too, so we're all alone in this house together with no one to bother us for hours."

"But is there not really anything wrong with the lawn tractor then? I thought Laura said she couldn't get it started. Did you really need me to look at it?" I asked, somewhat confused as to the story that was told to get me over their house.

"Oh don't worry about that, I just disconnected the battery. The tractor is fine. I just wanted an excuse to get you over here so I could get my hands on you again. I haven't been able to stop thinking about that beautiful cock of yours." she told me as she grabbed hold of the rapidly growing bulge within my pants.

"Oh god Lucy, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either!" I told her before leaning in for a kiss. When her lips met mine, the pure lust between us was evident, and before I was even two steps into the house, our tongues were plunging into each other's mouths and we were ripping at each other's clothes, both obviously anxious to finally release the pent-up sexual tension that had been building for the past two weeks. Once Lucy managed to unfasten the button on my shorts, I felt her start trying to move down the hall without breaking our embrace, apparently trying to bring us somewhere other than the hallway. Picking up on her nonverbal cues I broke our kiss for a second and asked her "Where should we go?", which also gave me the opening I needed to lift her shirt off over her head.

"Let's just go back to the Living Room." she answered breathlessly, indicating the room where she had blown me that first time, while using the same break in action to unfasten her own shorts to speed up the process, then turned her back to me and began moving with urgency down the hall. Once we reached our destination, the two of us removed the rest of our clothes ourselves, no longer needing any more foreplay and past the point of being ready to start what the two of us had been fantasizing about.

In what was very likely record time for me, I kicked off my shoes, peeled the socks off my feet, dropped my shorts to the ground, then tore my shirt off over head. The entire time I was doing this, I never took my eyes off of Lucy, eager to finally get the first unobstructed view of the MILF who has been the object of my masturbatory fantasies, and when I did, I was not disappointed. Even though I had a chance to see her bare tits the previous week, I was distracted by the other things that were happening and didn't take the time to admire them like I should have. Taking a moment to do just that now, they looked even better than I remembered, still holding their shape, but with an obvious sag to them that betrayed their heft and I once again thought how I couldn't wait to have my face smothered between the two soft mounds of tit-flesh. As quickly as I had time to register that thought, the primal side of my brain took over and drew my eyes to the one part of her body I had never seen before, her pussy. I was treated to the site of her pubic region, devoid of any hair except for a small tuft that she had left above the hood of her clit, and allowing me to view the swollen lips of her vulva between her legs.

"Tell me more about the girls you've fucked at college. I want to hear about all the nasty things you've done with those whores!" she said to me, regaining my attention and grinning at my reaction to her nude form.

"Well, seeing you like this is making me think about this girl, Amber, that I hooked up with and how I'd love to do to you what I did to her." I said as I began closing the distance between us again, my rock-hard dick bouncing lewdly in front of me with every step.

"Mmmm, I'm intrigued. What's this Amber like and what did you do to her?" she asked, reaching down to cup my heavy balls in her hand, making me gasp once I stood in front of her.

"Amber might be the dumbest chick I've ever met, but she has the looks of a pornstar! Blonde hair, blue eyes, and nice, full lips that look like they were made to suck on dicks." I said to her, reaching up and brushing my finger along her bottom lip then slipping it into her mouth. Lucy accepted my digit, sucking on my finger and sensually running her tongue around it.

"Her tits are almost as big as yours..." I continued with confidence, now removing my finger from her mouth, bringing both of my hands to Lucy's breasts, and giving them a gentle squeeze.

"and she's got an incredible ass." was what I followed that up with, and I let my hands then move down her waist and around to Lucy's backside, cupping both of her cheeks.

"But what's really special about her..." I paused at that moment, locking eyes with Lucy to build the suspense, but instead of continuing, I gave her a quick shove, knocking her back and causing her to flop onto the couch behind her. "What's really special about her is how great her pussy tastes." I then told her as I dropped to my knees in front of her, **** her legs apart, and buried my face between them.

The action seemed to catch Lucy by surprise, but she let out a squeal of delight when she felt my tongue plunge into her vaginal cavity and begin running up the length of her slit, spreading apart the folds of her inner labia. It took only seconds of lapping at her womanhood before Lucy's juices started leaking into my mouth and I eagerly began slurping them up, savoring the taste of her sweet nectar.

"OH DAVID!" she called out as I sucked her nether lips into my mouth. "Shit! You like how pussy tastes, don't you?" she then asked as she regained some composure. "Do I taste as good as Amber?"

"Even better!" I paused to reply truthfully. There was no bitterness to her taste, just a feint, tart, sweetness that I wanted even more of. "I could do this all day!" I said, looking up to meet her gaze with mine and grinning at her.

"Well then get back to work and eat that sweet pussy for me!" she said, placing her hand on the back of my head and pushing my face back into her crotch. "Get it nice and wet and ready for that beautiful cock of yours."

At that prompting, I began doubling my efforts and altering my techniques between running my flattened tongue up and down the length of her slit, stiffening my tongue and plunging into her entrance, and rapidly flicking the tip of it over and around her clit. This last technique seemed to achieve the most enthusiastic response and I found myself returning to it often, eliciting cries of pleasure from Lucy each time I did. "Oh yeah David! Show me how you worked Amber's little clitty with your tongue!"

After one such time of working her swollen pearl for a while, Lucy started to become quiet, which I thought meant that she was ready for me to switch things up, but as I began to move off of this spot, I felt her increase the **** of her hand on the back of my head. "Don't stop!" she told me. "I'm close!... Oh god!"

I knew enough to do as I was told and did my best to keep directing my attention to her hard nub, but found it increasingly difficult as Lucy began writhing beneath me and grinding her pelvis into my face, trying to increase the pressure on her sensitive clit.

"Oh god, you're making my clitty feel so fucking good! I'm gonna cream all over your face! Don't stop David! Don't you DARE stop!... Oh my god! You're making me cum! You're making me cuuummmm!" she cried out, arching her back off the couch while squeezing her thighs together and holding my head in place with her hands, her entire body tensing up as her orgasm thundered through her body.

Now I've never thought of myself as an expert at cunnilingus, but I enjoy doing it, feel like I do a pretty good job, and I'd made plenty of girls orgasm by going down on them before, but I don't think any of them had cum as intensely, or as long, as Lucy did that day. Though I didn't want to end things prematurely on her, she was starting to twist my neck in ways that I didn't think it should go and I was having trouble breathing as Lucy was apparently intent on smothering me with her pussy. I'm sure there's worse ways to go, but if I was going to die while fucking, I was hoping it would be at the age of 91 and not 19. Fortunately, as I was just about to tap out, the waves of her orgasm began to slow and I felt her legs loosen their grip on my head, allowing me to get a, much needed, breath of air. A couple of moments later, she entirely relaxed her legs and took her hands from my head, signaling that it was OK for me to finally pull away.

Backing away from her pussy, I used my hand to wipe away the juices she had smeared all over my face, began to climb to my feet, then got a good look at her exhausted form, currently lying limp on the couch, eyes closed and mouth gaping open. The site of her glistening box was what kept drawing my attention, though, and I decided it was well past time that I finally got my pulsing member inside it.

As I moved to position myself to slip my dick in and get my first feel of her slick tunnel, Lucy's eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me. "David! I don't know if that Amber knows how good she had it! You're a natural!" she complimented me. "Now what else have you been doing up at that school of yours?" she asked, apparently enjoying this thing that she started.