Chapter Seven.
ARIES, MARCH 21-APRIL 19
The first sign of the Zodiac, Aries, loves to be number one. Naturally, this dynamic fire sign is no stranger to competition. Bold and ambitious, Aries dives headfirst into even the most challenging situations--and they'll make sure they always come out on top.
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Stella had been divorced for two years, and to compensate for the loss of a partner, in every sense of the word, she saw the thirty-year-old strawberry blonde dive headfirst into her work at the London Archives. Then, something snapped. What fortitude she had left saw her seek out a lover for some much-needed gratification. She was still in her prime, looks-wise, and considered herself to be desirable to other men. Donald and she had been compatible in the bedroom in every sense of the word, and her dormant libido now rose to the surface. She missed the more passionate sex they'd shared for two years, and things got dull.
Her younger brother, William, had been a tower of strength through the rough times, and she enjoyed staying with him at his home in Surrey during the holidays. He was still single and sowing his wild oats every chance he could. On this occasion, being the Easter break, Stella had driven down to Ruislip for a well-earned rest from the busy City.
She had her key to the house, and she let herself in as her sibling was out. The proud Aries girl had a penchant for sleeping in the raw, and as she felt sleepy after the two-hour drive, she collapsed in the bed she usually slept in on her visits. She stripped off completely and hit the hay. She stirred in her sleep after an hour as she felt the presence of another in the room.
"Wills?" she asked dreamily as she rolled over onto one side.
The single sheet draped over her slim frame was half off, and her left leg was half bent at the knee, therefore innocently showing off her trimmed-back bush.
"Peter. You must be Stella."
"Oh!"
A youngish-looking fellow stood on the threshold of the room in a tee shirt and briefs. As she focused, she noticed that he had a big old erection going on in his pants. How long had he been there?
"Peter?"
"A friend of Will. He graciously let me crash here for a couple of days. I've been sleeping in that bed."
"I'm so sorry, I normally crash here too."
"He just popped out to get some groceries for our supper. You rest here, and we'll catch up."
Stella grabbed the sheet and smiled sheepishly at the long-haired youth as he departed. Later, her brother returned, and they were formally introduced.
"I thought that tomorrow we could go and see the Thames Ditton miniature railway. Sounds like it might be fun."
"If you like, Wills. I'm just glad of the rest."
Peter offered to do the dishes, and as she and William sat chatting, the blonde babe couldn't fail to notice Peter constantly looking in her direction. AND, still harbouring an obvious boner as he did so.
"Is he? You know. Always like that?" she whispered.
"Like what?"
"Well, look. You know. Primed."
"Ha! Actually, yes. He has that thing, I forget the name, but it gives him a prolonged and rigid erection that sometimes lasts for hours. He doesn't feel any discomfort, just gets a big stiff."
The thought of having exposed herself and being nude in front of the boy who was ten years younger than her, and him nearly always having an upstanding flagpole, made her masturbate to an intense climax in her fantasy world. They visited the railway all of the next day, and Stella felt slightly embarrassed about being in proximity to Peter. This was noticed and addressed that evening. Stella was in her room about to shower when he knocked lightly on the open door. All she had on was a fluffy towel wrapped around her covering her private parts and just skirted to cover her bottom.
"Do I upset you, Stella?"
She turned to face him as he closed the door behind him.
"No, of course not."
"That's good. I thought you were avoiding me."
They looked at each other with one of those lingering eyeball-to-eyeball stares that made them both think hard. Just that quick instant when she had shown him her birthday suit had remained etched in each other's minds since.
"I think you're smashing."
"You do? Don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Nah. Girls my age get scared."
"Scared? Of what?"
"This."
The older of the two looked wide-eyed as he dropped his cargo pants and drew out his ever-ready club.
"Holy shit!"
He held up his magnificent cock at the root so that the throbbing shaft seemed even bigger than it was. He was circumcised, and the mushroom helmet tapered over a white column that was lined with blue veins that stood out in relief.
She stared at it in amazement as he wagged it at her with a cheesy grin.
"I've never seen one this big," she said, letting her tower loosen about her naked body.
"Thanks. l like you, Stella. Could you help me out? It aches like the devil, and if you could give me some much needed relief, I would be ever so grateful."
She knew what he referred to and instantly felt for him.
"Get on the bed."
Peter sat on the edge, and the blonde let her towel fall away. He jerked off as he gazed at her curvy form. Stella had a body that often made men's jaws drop open. Her waist and belly were quite trim, and her backside was well-rounded and still firm. But it was her breasts that turned most heads. Her large boobs hung over her rib cage with nipples that were perfectly centred.
"You look so hot!" he exclaimed.
"Thank you."
Stella got down and let her mouth envelop his knob whilst bobbing her head up and down. Poor kid is desperate, she thought. As was she! She held his shaft upright as she drizzled saliva down the superb length to his scrotum. She used her right hand to cup her mound, smiling inwardly at how warm and moist she was. Peter caressed her hair, keeping it out of her eyes as she went down on him with relish.
"That feels brilliant," he purred as he watched her fair head move back and forth between his thighs.
He was way bigger than Donald, and she found her jaw was stretching out a lot further than when she used to give her husband oral sex. She moaned around Peter's cock, a little embarrassed by how much she was getting into sucking this young man's big dick. She inhaled deeply and took as much of the shaft down her throat as she could, his pubes coming closer to her nostrils. She breathed in the intoxicating boy scent and frigged herself faster.
"Keep going, keep going." Stella coughed and spluttered more than she meant, which was music to Peter's ears.
He pressed his right hand firmly on top of her head and tilted his up. "Suck it, suck it, suck it, Ah!"
Stella shifted as he pushed his hips up and she swallowed a great stream of cum he unleashed in spasms. So much! She gulped, but her mouth filled again and again with each jerk of his cock. Jet after jet of the goo gushed down her gullet, and snot bubbles formed in her nose as she fought to breathe. Finally, he stopped and she went up on her haunches to see the boy grinning at her. His rampant erection was still proud and rigid on his stomach, failing to shrink an inch.
"Thanks, Stella. Must dash."
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Stella waited patiently until past midnight when both of them had gone to bed. Wrapped in a robe, she padded barefoot past William's room to the other spare. She opened the door and entered.
"Peter? Are you awake?"
The boy stirred, and again, she licked her lips at the sight of his ridiculously permanent stiffness, which tented the sheet.
"Stella?"
"Yes. I think you need to return the favour." She dropped her robe and jumped naked onto the bed. "It's been so long," she gasped as she crammed his face to her trim snatch.
He mumbled in her muff as she held him there and she sighed when he planted his mouth right on her damp slit. He stabbed at her with his tongue, and she kicked her legs out.
"Yes!" she cried as welcome waves of pleasure coursed through her loins. She grabbed his head hard and pulled him in. "Eat my pussy!"
The blonde babe squealed in a high pitch as his tongue flicked over her swollen clit. No novice applied two fingers to the mix and pushed them inside her pussy.
"Ah! That's it."
Peter was fully awake now, and he spread her legs wide for him. He buried his face in her wet quim and lapped at her at a rate of knots. Stella squirmed and writhed on her back and made two fists with which she beat the mattress. Her juices painted his chin and her inner thighs and he fucked the rucked up sheets with his uncontrollable hard-on.
"Fuck me!" she ordered as she pushed him onto his back.
She straddled his waist and lowered herself over his massive shaft. Her labia spread out around the base of his cock dribbling her arousal and soaking his shaft. She pushed down hard and gasped aloud as she embraced the biggest dick in her life.
