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 Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are
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	Crossing The Line
                 Part Three

                  by Ann Douglas
              (anndouglas@aol.com)

	"Now that was fun, wasn't it?"  she
laughed as she got up off her knees.
	"Oh God, that was unbelievable."  Glen
said, finally admitting to himself that it had
actually happened and wasn't a dream.
	"There's a lot more fun we can have if you
want."  Cathy said as she gave his hanging cock a
playful tug.  "We can see how this little toy feels
when it has a tight pussy wrapped around it.
You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
	Glen looked at her in amazement.  She
really meant it.  She was going to let him fuck her.
Of course he'd say yes.  After that incredible and
unexpected cocksucking, Glen imagined even the
parish priest would have a hard time saying no.
	"But pleasing a woman is about a lot more
than just getting your cock hard and sticking it in
her."  Cathy said as she released his cock.  "Let's
see what we can teach you."
	Taking a step backward, the dark haired
woman reached up and began to slowly unbutton
her blouse.  Her 34c bust might not be as firm as it
was when she was 20, but it was still impressive.
It was just a matter of how you used it.
	Glen watched in fascination as the view of
her breasts grew with each open button.  It wasn't
long before the white blouse hung totally open
and the only thing covering her luscious mounds
was a thin white bra.
	"It opens in the front."  Cathy said as she
took a step closer and invited the young man to
unwrap her.
	Excited, he reached out and fumbled with
the clasp.  It took three attempts before it opened
in his trembling fingers.  As the material fell away,
he placed an outstretched hand under each globe,
delighting in both the softness and warmth of
each.
	He'd felt Beverly up while they were
making out, but this was the first time he'd
actually seen a real naked breast.
	"Go ahead, play with them."  Cathy said as
she enjoyed the touch of his hands against her
flesh.  "You can even kiss them if you want."
	Needing little urging, Glen ran his hands
across her breasts again and again, finding
fascination in the way her nipples became erect as
he rubbed them.  Cathy's breasts seemed bigger
than he'd imagined them to be, but then again,
perhaps he'd never really took the time to look at
them in the proper perspective.
	Carefully he lifted one nipple to his mouth
and licked it, bringing a soft moan of
encouragement to his ears.  Up at school some of
the guys had let him join in when they watched
porno tapes.  He tried to remember how the men
in them had "sucked tit."
	The older woman gave him a few minutes
to just enjoy himself and become comfortable with
his actions.  He kept a breast in each hand,
squeezing the softness of each and comparing it
with the hardness of each nipple.  Raising one to
his mouth, he began to suck on it in earnest.  He
was rough at first, but Cathy guided him in a soft
understanding voice, teaching him how to use his
tongue.  Then how to suck the nipple into his
mouth and use his teeth to give just the right
touch of pleasure/pain.
	Moving to the other breast,  Glen showed
that he was indeed a quick learner.  Cathy arched
back and closed her eyes in enjoyment as the teen
continued to suckle at her tits.  What she was
doing was so very wrong, but at the moment she
didn't care.  She knew that before he left for
home, Glen's cock would be buried in her already
wet pussy.
	"This can work both ways you know."
Cathy said as she slid her fingers under the edge of
his T-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. She
pressed her lips against the lightly haired chest and
kissed her way to his own nipples.  Running her
tongue across them again and again, she showed
that they too could get hard. Then she
demonstrated the instructions she had given him
only a few minutes before so that he would know
in the future how it felt when he did it again.  To
his surprise it felt really nice.  For some reason, he
never considered the idea that the nipples on a guy
would be a sexually exciting area or that a man
could feel the same excitement as a woman when
they were kissed there.
	Cathy took her time orally playing with his
nipples before pulling his head down to hers and
kissing him full on the lips.  It was the first time
she had done it and in many ways, Glen found it
more erotic than the blow job she'd given him. A
second kiss followed and this time Glen felt her
tongue pass between his lips and into his mouth.
Electricity seemed to spark as he felt her tongue
touch his, playing with it as it moved around in his
mouth. Instinctively he pressed forward with his
own appendage as she opened her lips to admit it.
Of course he'd heard about french kissing but
none of the girls he'd dated did that sort of thing.
It was funny, from what he heard, some girls
would actually sooner suck your cock than have
you trade tongues with them.
	Back and forth their tongues flew as they
kissed again and again. While they necked, Cathy
reached down and cupped his balls.  Gliding her
hand upward, she tested his cock's renewed
hardness.  It wouldn't be too long before he was
ready again.
	"Can I see your pussy?"  Glen suddenly
asked.
	"Why of course you can."  Cathy
answered.  "In fact I was just about to suggest
that.  There's something else I'd like to show you
how to do."
	Cathy broke their embrace and moved
back a few paces.  She undid the clasp of her blue
skirt and let it drop to the floor.  Beneath it she
wore a pair of plain blue panties, they too quickly
made their way to the clothing pile on the floor.
	The first thing Glen noticed was that
unlike all the pictures he'd seen in video's and
magazines, there was no hair between Cathy's
legs.  Her pussy was as bare as a teenage girls.
When she was younger, Cathy explained she used
to shave her crotch because she thought it was
sexy but later gave it up because it became too
much trouble, contenting herself with a tightly
trimmed bush instead.  Then one day she noticed
more than a few gray and white pubic hairs when
drying herself off after a shower.  The hair had
been banished that day, never to return.
	"It made me feel old."  she laughed.
	"I don't think I could ever think of you as
old again."  Glen remarked.
	It was the "again" in his remark that
bothered her. Prior to this afternoon, he had seen
her as old.
	"Well you wanted to get a good look at
it."  Cathy said as she raised one leg up onto the
chair.  "You're not going to get one way over
there."
	Now it was Glen's turn to get down on his
knees as he moved beneath Cathy's outstretched
legs.  She'd reached down and parted the lips of
her cunt to give him a full unhindered look. Only a
few inches away, Glen couldn't help but think that
the only word to describe it was "nasty."
	"What do you think?"  Cathy asked.
	"It's beautiful."  he lied.
	"I want you to kiss it."  Cathy said.  "I
want you to lick my pussy and taste how sweet
the juices can be."
	Somewhat hesitantly, Glen lifted his head
to comply.  He was afraid if he said that he didn't
want to, his lessons in love would end here and
now.  For the chance to finally get laid he could
put up with it for a little while.  After all, hadn't a
few of the guys back in school said it wasn't so
bad if you kept reminding yourself what was
going to come after it.
	Clumsily at first, he simply tried to take
the whole thing in his mouth like he had Cathy's
nipples.  Then he settled down and began to lick
up and down, using his hand to expose more of
the pink softness within.  After a few minutes, he
decided that it wasn't so bad after all.  In fact, it
was kind of fun.  A fun that was made even more
so by the melody of delight issuing from Cathy's
lips.
	From the books on sex that he'd read,  he
knew what the clitoris was, although he was sure
he was the first of his friends here in town to
actually have the chance to see one close up.  He
reached out to it with his tongue and was
rewarded with another series of soft moans from
his new found lover.  The taste of female honey
filled his mouth and this too was surprisingly
sweet.  So much for all the fish smell jokes he'd
heard.
	Cathy's cunt grew wetter with each
passing minute.  She guided Glen's fingers into her
pussy and quickly showed him how to finger-fuck
a woman.  Between his tongue and fingers, she
was as wet as she could be.  Even an experienced
woman as herself had a limit on self control and
she was quickly reaching her's.  Her body cried
out for his hard cock and she was no longer
willing to wait for it.  She lifted herself off his now
eager face and stepped away from him.
	The look of disappointment that filled his
face quickly faded however as she took him by the
hand and motioned for the door.
	"Why don't we move to the bedroom."
she said in a lust filled voice. "I know a cherry that
needs popping."
	
	The centerpiece of the master bedroom
was a large oversized bed which took up a good
part of the room.  When Cathy and her husband
had gone shopping for a new bedroom set they'd
fallen in love with the large oak piece.  It was
twice the size a couple of their heights needed but
as Cathy joked afterward, it isn't as if we only
used it for sleeping.
	With a look of glee on her face, a naked
Cathy jumped to the center of the bed, pulling an
equally naked Glen behind her.  She pulled his lips
to hers and kissed him with all the fire she had
inside her.  Not since the first time with her
husband-to-be had she gotten herself this worked
up with a man.  With the added excitement that
this was Glen's first time, it might very well turn
into the hottest she'd ever been with a man.
	"Fuck me!"  she whispered into his ear as
she held him tightly against her.  "I want that big
hard cock in my pussy."
	That said, she dropped back against the
four pillows that were piled in front of the
headboard and spread her legs in invitation.
Normally she preferred the female superior
position with her on top, but she figured Glen
would like this position better.
	Without hesitation for he was as horny as
she was, if not more so, Glen climbed on top of
her.  He kissed her again and continued to kiss his
way down to her breasts.  While he did, Cathy
reached down and took hold of his rigid member
and guided it to her waiting cunt.
	"Fuck me!"  she said again, this time in a
much louder tone.  "Fill my pussy with that cock!"
	Glen smiled as he replaced Cathy's hand
around his cock with his own. He placed it at the
entrance of her hole and gently slid it in.  She was
so lubricated that he quickly filled her until his
balls slapped against her skin.  He reached down
and took a hold of each of her legs as he had seen
them do in the movie, then began to fuck her as
hard as he could.
	"Oh God Yes!"  Cathy cried out as she felt
his cock fill her.  It felt so good.  She reached
behind him and grabbed his ass.  Taking a firm
grip, she added her own strength to his thrusts,
taking him deeper inside her.  She also wrapped
her legs around his back, restricting the length of
his strokes but increasing their frequency.
	With every once of energy he could
muster, Glen thrusted his cock into his Cathy
again and again. A thousand nights of fantasy
fueled his passion.  That the realization of his
nighttime dreams would come at the hand of his
mother's best friend only seemed to make it more
exciting. The walls of her pussy felt so good as
they wrapped around his cock.  Glen had been
masturbating since he was 13 but he never
imagined that anything could feel as good as this.
	Sweat covered both their bodies as they
thrashed back and forth atop the wide bed. Cathy
continued to hold him tightly, his face pressed
tightly against her own.  She continued to murmur
quiet words of encouragement, not that they were
needed.  In between, she alternated between
licking and nibbling on his ear.
	"Oh your cock feels so good inside of me."
she purred as a familiar pleasing wave of passion
crested across her body.  "You're such a good
lover."
	Glen was sure she was only saying that to
make him feel good.  But even if the words were
faked, the reactions of her body to his weren't.  He
might not be the greatest lover but he knew he
was bringing her pleasure.  The neophyte lover
only hoped it was equal to that she was bringing
to him.
	After what seemed like an eternity, Cathy
felt Glen's body began to tense, signaling an
imminent explosion within him. His first climax
within a woman.  She grabbed him as hard as she
could and pulled him as far inside her as possible.
	  Cathy held him tight, preventing him
from moving so that he could savor the feeling of
release
she knew was coming.  As soon as she felt the
shudder of his body she relaxed and let it trigger
the volcanic waves within her own body.  Her
pussy exploded as she felt the burst of his seed fill
her body, electrical charges radiated outward until
they filled the core of her being.  She smothered
his face against her breasts, allowing his to taste
the sweat that covered her body.
	  Then as the tremors subsided within, she
pulled his head up and pressed her lips against his.
She kissed her young lover passionately again and
again.  Holding him pressed tightly  against her,
she continued to pump his still firm cock until his
balls had been squeezed of every  last drop of that
beautiful white cream.  	
	Finally it was done and his hot, sweat
covered body collapsed upon hers.  Too
exhausted to even lift himself, he just laid there,
his cock still within her.  Eventually it began to
shrink to its pre-aroused state and slipped from
within her.
	Wrapping her arms around him, Cathy ran
her fingers across his back and down to his ass.
His body felt so warm and nice against hers, she
hoped he shared the feeling of contentment that
filled her.
	"So I guess now I'm a man."  Glen said as
he lifted his head off her breasts.
	"Sweetheart, you were already a man."
Cathy said in a soft voice.  "You just have a little
experience now, that's all."  she added as she
kissed the top of his head.
	They laid there for about a half hour, just
kissing, touching and talking.  Glen understood
that this had been a one time thing and Cathy was
sure he'd never tell another soul.  Glancing at the
clock on the night table, Cathy said that he'd have
to go because her daughter would be home from
scouts in half an hour.
	 She'd considered offering him the use of
her shower as they were both soaked to the skin.
Then remembering how much she loved sex in the
shower, she decided she didn't trust herself
enough not to jump in after him. It just wouldn't
do to have Dora show up with the girls and find
the two of them going at it again.
	"I'm sorry I can't offer you a shower."  she
said.
	"No problem, I'll just tell my mom that I
was exercising."  he replied.  "It's not really a lie,
is it."  he laughed.
	Glen's mentioning Sabrina brought Cathy
back to cold reality.  God, she had fucked her
friend's teenage son.  What would Sabrina say if
she knew?
	The fear only lasted a minute.  One creed
that Cathy had followed all her life was never look
back.  You can't change what was or spent your
time worrying about what might be.
	"I guess this means I don't get my story."
Glen quipped as he pushed the ends of his T-shirt
into his shorts."
	"Lover, I'm going to write you the best
story you ever read."  she said as she gave him
one last kiss.  "And I'm going to put it online so
that all the world will know what a great lover
you are."
	"That's a lie."  he replied.  "But it gives me
a goal to shoot for.  I'll settle for that."
	"Fair enough."  Cathy said, then switched
to a serious tone.  "Glen, remember the concept of
the four walls I once mentioned in my letters."
	"Yeah, I remember." he replied. "What
happens between these four walls, stays between
these four walls."
	"Exactly, now you'd better get going."
	Pausing only to retrieve his computer
tools, he did just that.
	Cathy took a quick shower as not to smell
of sex when Dora showed up. Enjoying the feel of
the hot water against her skin, she reflected on
what had just happened.  Stepping out of the
shower, she looked at her reflection in the mirror
and asked for the hundredth time.
	"Had it been worth it?"
	Her reflection smiled back and said.
"Damn right it was."
	

	Part Two - Caught In The Act


	Six weeks had gone by since that
afternoon with Glen and the whole encounter had
already receded to memory as far as Cathy was
concerned. She'd kept her promise and written
Glen his story, and after changing the names had
put it on line.  	True to his word, Glen had never
mentioned what happened, not even in his email
response to her posting.  Never even eluding that
he was the character in her story, Glen merely
stated that he thought the tale was her best work
ever.  He was away at the summer camp he
worked at now and mentioned that he'd taken up
with a fellow counselor named Judy Winters.
They got along great and hopefully he'd get to
know her a lot better in time.
	Glen's mother had just gotten back from a
two week vacation in the Caribbean.  She'd called
Cathy the other day and invited her over for lunch.
Unfortunately Cathy couldn't make it and
countered with an invitation to come over and
share a dip in the pool and lunch.  The
temperature was going to hit 90 today and Sabrina
had readily agreed.  Jim had taken Laura to spend
the weekend at her grandmother's house so they
would have peace and quiet.  Cathy didn't exactly
get along with her mother-in-law so both parties
were more than willing to accept a flimsy excuse
as to why she stood home.


	For once the weathermen had hit it right
on the money and the mercury crested at 90 just
about noon.  Cathy was floating in the pool
enjoying the solitude and being thankful that she
hadn't gone to her in-laws.  Cathy and Jim had put
a lot of work into their backyard over the years
and it had become their private refuge.  The
inground pool opened onto a large deck which in
turn led to the kitchen's patio doors.  Beyond the
pool was a play area, complete with swing set and
slide.  The entire yard was surrounded by a natural
barrier of trees that provided a lot more privacy
than the six foot fences allowed by the towns
building regulations.  It was one of the reasons
they'd bought the house at the end of town.  If
only more days could be like this.




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