Pamela James

The widow_s young lovers

CHAPTER ONE

Edna watched the teen through her binoculars, and as he advanced in her direction, her hands began to tremble.

He's absolutely adorable! she thought. My God, why can't he be mine?

The teen walked along the beach, kicking at small mounds of sand, keeping away from the incoming water. He was dressed only in a pair of tight fitting black bathing briefs, which accentuated the slim curve of his buttocks. He was lean and slender, his body nut brown from the sun. His hair was long and thick, a golden color bleached almost white by the sun.

As he came closer Edna was able to see his face. He was smiling to himself now. He was more than just handsome or cute; he was beautiful, almost angelic, with fine smooth features. Edna ached to touch him, to hold him.

She brought down the binoculars and wiped away the ring of perspiration around her eyes.

Edna had moved into the summer cottage nearly a week ago. She had noticed the slender teen almost immediately. It was as if a magical spell had been cast. She had been attracted to young men before, even while she was happily married. He was something special. He was now in her thoughts constantly. She would stand vigil every morning after breakfast and every afternoon after lunch, even during the early evening, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

He loved to swim, and he was a graceful, able swimmer. He seemed friendless; he was always by himself. Perhaps, he was a loner. Edna secretly hoped so, because she was gradually getting up enough courage to talk to him.

She felt the familiar tingling sensation between her legs. Pussy juice was beginning to soak through her panties. She absently rubbed her crotch and moaned. It was difficult now just to sit and watch him.

He must be staying with his parents or relatives or friends – but he's always alone. Edna gathered his house was just beyond her vision, behind the sand dunes to the left of her white-washed house. To the right were the rocky cliffs, below which the water was rough and churned as if in a blender.

She saw the teen coming closer in her direction.

She wondered what the teen looked like naked, and was his skin as soft as it looked? How old was he? He looked no older than eighteen. Edna imagined herself in bed with the teen, his cock slipping between her thighs. She had been having such thoughts for days now.

But the lascivious images persisted, impossible to resist. She masturbated to them. Now she needed something more. She stood up and placed the binoculars on the table beside her on the porch.

Her heart pounding, she walked in the teen's direction. She felt as if she were in a dream. Now or never, she thought. Whatever the consequences, I'm going to have that teen. He's a virgin, I'm sure. I'll be his first woman. His teacher…

The teen looked up when he saw her approaching and smiled. "Hi!" he said and Edna's heart skipped a beat. She could feel herself trembling, despite the late morning sun.

"Hello," she said. She couldn't help eyeing his crotch. Her eyes widened. She saw the noticeable bulge of his crotch, further enhanced by the tight briefs. My God, she thought, his cock must be absolutely enormous! She could see the mushroom-shaped cockhead and his plump balls. Her knees suddenly turned to rubber.

"Do you live there?" the teen asked, pointing to her house.

"Yes, I'm here for the summer, perhaps longer."

"It gets cold here during the winter."

Edna nodded. "So I've heard. My husband and I usually stay until September, but since he passed away I just might decide to stay longer. It's quite beautiful here."

"I'm sorry about your husband."

"Oh, it was nearly a year ago. Thank you."

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Edna. And yours?"

"Tommy."

"Do you live around here?"

"Behind the dunes. I'm staying with my parents and sister."

I never see them.

"Mom and Dad are writers. They stay in the house most of the time. It's kinda crazy, but they like it here because it's quiet."

"And your sister?"

"She's not here yet. She's staying with her friend until next week."

Edna was finding it difficult to take her eyes from his prominent crotch, but she didn't want to frighten the teen away.

"Would you like a cool drink?" she asked. "You look hot."

He thought for a minute and Edna could swear during that time her heart had stopped. "Okay. Sure!"

"You're here all alone, huh?"

"Yes. Maybe you'd like to… keep me company once in a while. You're a pleasure to talk to."

Tommy beamed. "You're a nice lady. I like you."

It was such an innocent, straightforward thing to say, but Edna blushed and her cunt cried out for relief. She wanted more than anything to rip the teen's briefs off and fondle his cock. But she knew she would have to be patient. Already the teen liked her. That was a start and a good omen.

As they climbed the several, steps to her back porch Edna said, "You've got a lovely tan." Her fingers brushed against his shoulder. The teen seemed to like the attention she was giving him. She let her hand move down his back and over the ridge of his backbone. She was thrilled that he didn't move away.

As she did this, Tommy's eyes gazed longingly at her tits. Edna was wearing shorts and a halter top. Her nipples, which were hard and pointed, were pressing against the halter. Her breasts were round and large. Tommy had a sudden urge to touch them. He had never seen such big tits before.

"Would you like to come inside?" Edna asked, reluctantly taking her hand away from him. "It's cooler inside."

"Okay." He didn't fail to notice that Edna was quite a beautiful woman. Although she was in her mid-thirties she looked years younger. He liked the look of her long black hair against the paleness of her face. He felt his cock stirring in his bathing briefs and he turned red.

Jeez, he thought, I don't want her to see me with a hard on!

Edna disappeared into her small kitchen and returned with two glasses of soda. She sat alongside the teen on the couch and their thighs touched. The teen didn't move away from her. He seemed very comfortable with her.

As she brought the glass to her lips she looked down at his crotch and saw he had the beginnings of an erection. She closed her eyes and ribbed her legs together slightly, feeling the urgent signals from her oozing pussy.

"Do you have any friends here?" she asked. She had to clear her throat. Her voice was hoarse with emotion and anticipation.

"No. But I kinda like it by myself."

"Mmm. So do I. No girlfriends?"

Tommy laughed nervously and blushed. "No."

"I'm surprised. You're such a handsome young man." Her fingers brushed his cheek and he gave her a bashful smile. She noticed his hand was trembling slightly as he drank more of the soda.

He finished the soda and placed the empty glass now the table in front of them. "I think maybe I better be going."

"Oh, so soon? Stay a little while longer. It's not often I have someone so handsome and intelligent to talk to." As Edna said this, she touched his thigh and gave it a squeeze. The teen looked down at her hand on his leg and swallowed hard. But he didn't move away.

Edna decided the time had come. Her hand trailed slowly up his thigh until her fingertips were touching the elastic leg band of his briefs. His cock was semi-erect now and it really did look enormous. His cock was as thick as her wrist!

"I saw you looking at my tits before," Edna said suddenly, her voice quivering; "Would you like to touch them?"

The teen looked up at her, startled. It was beginning to dawn on him what her intentions were. But the thought of actually feeling her tits sent another exciting jolt through his loins. Now he didn't care if his cock was stiffening – and he knew it was and if she saw it.

"Is it okay?" he asked breathlessly.

She cupped his groin and he moaned. "I would like it very much." She felt the thick outline of his cock shaft pressing against his belly. He looked frightened. Obviously no one – let alone a grown woman – had been this intimate with him before. But Edna knew he was ready. And willing. She would have him after all!

"Kiss me, first," she whispered.

He felt her hand on his cock, and he knew if she kept it up he was going to cum. He leaned over and their lips met. Her hand left his crotch and pressed against the back of his head, forcing his lips tightly against hers.

Her mouth opened and she slipped her tongue between his lips. He gasped, feeling all sorts of new and exciting feelings, all of which were centered on his burgeoning penis.

He put both arms around her neck and they French kissed. He sucked on her wet tongue. His cock was thoroughly erect now. It was so long that his swollen cock head could be seen… a couple of inches of his manly shaft were peering up over the elastic waist band of his bathing briefs.

"Reach around, and undo my halter tap," she instructed him. He fumbled with both hands, but finally the string came undone and she pulled away from him. Her halter fell on the couch between them. Her tits seemed to jump out at him.

Gingerly, he reached out with one hand and felt her tit. She moaned softly. His heart was slamming against his chest. He had never felt so excited before!

They kissed again and her hand slipped into his briefs and gripped his magnificent cock shaft. Edna started to caress it with the flat of her hand. Then she fisted it. The teen fondled her tits, kneading her pointed nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

"That feels good," she sighed. "You like me, don't you, my sweet?"

"You're beautiful," he gushed. "But-but, if you keep doing that to my cock I'm going to cum!"

"It's all right, my sweet. You're young. There's plenty of cum stored in your balls. You have the biggest cock I've ever seen. It's simply incredible! I want to feel it inside me."

"You mean?"

"Yes. I want you to fuck me."

"But-but I've never… never done that before," he stammered.

"I'll help you."

"But, I mean you're much older than me… my parents…"

"It'll be our little secret. There's nothing wrong with us making love. You're young, and you have a lot to learn, and I want to be your teacher. Don't you want me to be?"

"Oh, yes! I've never felt this way with anyone before… it feels… feels so good!"

"The pleasure is only beginning. I'll teach you everything."

She jerked him off, her fist moving faster and faster. She had never held a cock so thick and so long before. He must be over ten inches! she thought.

He started to moan. "I'm going to shoot, I tell you. Ohhh…"

"Suck my nipples, Tommy. My body is yours."

He unbuttoned her shorts and started to pull down the zipper when he suddenly squealed. His body jerked and his head snapped back. A moment later his cock exploded in her hand, sending out thick wads of jism into the air. Cum splattered on the cushions, on Edna's thighs and breasts. His ass moved up and down, humping into the hollow of her fist.

"Jeez! Jeez!" he cried, his face screwing up into a mask of pure pleasure.

She had never seen so much gism before. It flew up in great arcs into the air, then oozed thickly over her knuckles, over his bathing briefs and onto his thighs.

She gave his cock several more tugs and the teen sighed gratefully. But when the pleasure thrills had subsided, he turned red as a beet and looked embarrassed. Even ashamed.

"I-I tried to stop from cumming, but I couldn't."

"Oh, don't be silly. It's perfectly natural. You were excited, and it's a compliment to me. As I said before, there's plenty more jism where this came from. I'll get a towel." She stood up and covered the hand she had been using to jerk him off with her other hand to keep the jism from dripping onto the floor as she went into the bathroom.

She walked back into the living room, her tits swaying to and fro, and bent down to wipe the cum off the teen.

"Why don't we take this off," she said, pulling down his briefs. She had her first good look at his prick. It was still hard as a rock and, as she suspected, well over ten inches in length. His balls were well-hung and plump. His pubic hair was blond and silken.

She held his nuts in the palm of her hand, feeling their cum-filled weight. They were as smooth as ivory. She bent down and kissed his glans and a pearly white drop of watery after-cum oozed out of his piss slit. She licked it off, reveling in its taste.

Tommy watched, mesmerized. He saw, her take hold of his prick and gasped in surprise as she covered his dome-shaped cock head with her moistened lips.

"Are you going to suck it?" he asked, feeling stupid after having asked such an obvious question.

"Yes, my pet," she said, her tooling up and down the underside of his thick er. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

"Oh… I'd like that!" His cock was pulsating with desire and it suddenly felt as big as a house. He couldn't understand why a grown woman should be so interested in a teen, but he supposed she was lonely. In any event, he wasn't about to argue with her. Cock pleasure was not new to him – he had been masturbating since he was twelve, but the pleasure he had just experienced by her fist had been far more intense than anything he had experienced by his own hand.