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Hanson Sequel Lisbeth And The Son Ch 04

Hanson Sequel Lisbeth And The Son Ch 04

by mjar65
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We first met Lisbeth in the original Hanson House series and her own sequel.

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Lis was naked and waiting when young Christian appeared at her bedroom door. She chuckled at the fact he'd come full clothed. Two years younger and a virgin only hours before. His parents had left the house but he still had some youthful shyness.

"Ready for more?" she teased him.

"If you want?"

"I told you -- you can have anything."

She barely suppressed her groan of appreciation as the younger male stripped off and revealed his big cock. He was already close to full size. Another woman might have disapproved of his anticipation. Lis licked her lips as she eyed the healthy young specimen. And his balls looked nicely heavy, fully replenished.

Soon she felt his hardness against her thighs as the tall, slender boy lay on top of her. He was not yet an accomplished kisser but Lis hardly minded since she had other uses for his mouth.

"Suck my boobs?" she asked sweetly.

His former girlfriend had tits that were larger, juicier. But she'd never offered them so brazenly. Christian place his mouth on her left breast and tried to recall her instructions. Her long, thick nipples were a treat. And he did not mind focussing her pleasure. He hoped she'd soon forget his former virginity. Her soft moans of delight seemed to fill the air as Lis ran her fingers through his short, dark hair.

She was quite enjoying the fumbled efforts of the inexperienced male. Lis was still atingle at having a rookie lover. He was a fast learner, for sure, but wonderfully wide-eyed. She'd taken his virginity that very morning but still was intrigued to be the subject of his first true explorations. And there was the hardness of that wonderful, hard cock resting against her leg as he enjoyed her hard teats. Which soon developed into a need for more.

"Eat me?" she asked him in a raspy whisper.

Still only twenty, and avowedly a deviant of sorts, Christian was more than eager to once more press his face into the hairless crotch. On many occasions he'd almost begged his former girl, shy and inhibited as she was. But this older woman was so open and confident. He was intrigued at the chance to probe such a private place, knowing thar was where her pee emerged. The taste was a delight and it was rewarding to explore her meaty folds as she came against his face. Lis was moved enough to allow herself a little control over their play, running her fingers through his long, dark hair as she gently guided him around her pussy. Her next climax was even more powerful.

"Finger me," she gasped. "Stick them in."

Lis was sopping wet, of course, and it took only a few thrusts before she came again - furiously and loudly. Oral sex was hardly kinky but Christian was delighted to have the opportunity. It was exciting to ram two digits hard into her hot, tight opening. He was getting bolder, too. Motivated to please the woman who'd so readily been his first fuck, he made sure to flick his tongue gently over her clitoris. It was his first time to explore the hard bud hidden in the midst of a woman's soft, swollen folds.

"Yes... yes hon... oh fuck... make me cum..." she cried out even though there were no microphones in her bedroom.

Being a natural sub, as well as a graduate of Hanson House, Lisbeth usually put first the pleasure of her lovers - whether one or several at the same time. But now she allowed herself to thrash on the bed as her pupil did his best. It was quite a "best" in fact and she even let go of his head to reach up and hold tight to the bedhead as her hard nipples threatened to explode with sexual delight.

Christian was entranced by the sight and sounds between the opal, outspread thighs as the older bitch seemed to cum relentlessly. Could a woman really have that much sexual response? But his devilish joy was interrupted briefly as Lis moved to the next part of her plan.

"Ohhh... fuck... wait hon... wait a second..."

She moved in the bed. Christian's rock-hard manhood was telling him much he wanted to penetrate her again. His boiling balls were filled again and he was ready to blast another load inside her bare pussy.

"I need something really hard inside me," she grinned wickedly.

That was the moment Christian realised she was brandishing an empty glass soda bottle. Now the realisation hit him. But this was better than using his cock -- the dirty whore was offering him a glass bottle to ram into her wet cunt hole.

"Want to?" she prodded with a grin. "Go ahead."

Christian more than wanted. At times he'd driven himself crazy with the desire to defile a willing girlfriend in this exact way. But how could the pale bitch know about that? Or was she as perverted as him? He had no way of stopping his hand reaching out to take the bottle. She was grinning wildly as she lay before him, legs once more spread wide while one hand parted her fulsome lips.

"I want to be your first," she told him with unmistakeable lust.

"Really?"

"Start gentle."

The glass bottle fit neatly in his hand. So easy to get a good grip. And he could see that her cunt hole was well-lubed. It was a moment of truth and young Christian -- a virgin until that very morning -- almost hesitated. But Lisbeth was breathing hard now, clearly turned-on. And her splayed cunt was urging him on.

"I need it..." she moaned.

He pressed the mouth of the bottle against her smooth, wet cunt lips. It almost surprised Christian that her flesh parted so easily for the hardness of the clear glass. His mind was buzzing as he tried for the first time to penetrate a woman with a glass bottle.

"Oh, yes... hmmm..." she groaned in delight.

He looked at her, checking her face. But Lis was in her own sea of lust. This was her first ever virgin. And none of her training at Hanson House had involved being fucked by a bottle. It was over-powering to give this gift to the young man. And the stretching of her hole was an all too welcome pleasure.

Of course, the bottle was well-sized for her tight opening. Still being cautious, Christian pressed further and felt the glass sink through her folds and into her vagina. His eyes were afire as he realised that, at long last, he was truly penetrating a woman with such a soda bottle. The hairbrush had been dirty but this seemed like a step-up.

"Yeesss... oh, hon..." she moaned to him.

Against the tightness of her entrance, he felt her flesh surrendering. The neck of the bottle was beginning to disappear and he was thrilled to wonder how much she'd take. Lis was ready for it all, feverish at how good the hardness felt inside her throbbing hole.

"Don't stop... don't stop..."

Instinct told Christian to start fucking her, pulsing the bottle in and out of her hole. He gripped tighter as he began to violate the willing slut. But Lis found such shallow thrusting to be maddening.

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"More," she groaned as her hand closed over his fingers. "Deeper," she begged as she pulled him his hand closer and the bottle further into her steaming snatch.

Christian was beside himself with the excitement of fucking a woman in that way. Naturally he followed her lead, now working the glass deeper with each stroke. Lis, too, was thrilled by the depravity of their play. It heightened her pleasure and her lust. She moaned with delight as he buried the bottle. Only the widening of the glass below the neck was stopping her cunt from accepting the entire thing.

"Fuck meee..." she moaned aloud.

He needed no further urging. Christian was on the verge of doing some damage to the throbbing cunt that wrapped around his glass implement. With the licence of her lust-filled sounds, he marvelled at how well her pussy responded to his powerful thrusting. Each grunt was filled with pure lust and he saw how her flowing juices easily coated the glass. Naturally he wanted to ram a little harder.

"Do it," she gasped.

Lis had not been lying about her desire for some real hardness in her tunnel. She was on the verge of a beautiful orgasm. If only...

"Harder. Give it to me."

He followed her lead, now ramming the bottle harder and faster. Her scream of release was a moment of wonder for the young man. The glass was warm in his hand and slick with her cunt juice. Any thought of damaging the slender slut was forgotten as he pistoned the soda bottle with force into her spasming hole.

"Fuck...yes..." Lis cried out as she watched the once virgin concentrating on his task.

The dull ache from his repeated stabbing of the glass implement into her hole only added to her frenzy. Another orgasm possessed her body.

"Oh, fuck... so good..." she cried out as her cunt spasmed around the thrusting glass.

Christian was wide-eyed with amazement. He was stunned that a real woman -- not an actor -- could react so powerfully to such indecency. The glass was sliding so easily past her swollen flaps. He could see the pink flesh enveloping the neck of the bottle.

"I'm cumming for you..." she cried with a strangled sound.

Christian kept jamming the bottle as deep as it could go. The thought of that hardness bruising her hole only made the dirty play more thrilling. And the slut was so turned-on. Which gave the dirty young man another idea.

"Can I do your arse?"

Lis barely heard him through the haze of orgasmic rapture. But her training won through -- she'd already told Christian he could have whatever he wanted. Moving fast, eager not to be left empty, she thrust a tube of lube into his hand. Dragging a pillow under her hips, she reminded him to use plenty of the clear liquid.

"Now fuck my arse," she told him with a wild glare.

The tiny, dark hole was a tempting target for a deviant like Christian. But his inexperience got the better of his wild lust and he was almost tentative as he pressed the mouth of the bottle to that taboo place.

"Is it OK?"

"Do it."

She was tight but Lis reached under herself to spread her shapely cheeks. The young man pressed harder. The persistent pressure seemed to be making headway. Somehow Christian knew to twist and angle the bottle held so tight in his hand. At last he forced her hole to open just wide enough for the mouth of the bottle. He so wanted to violate her arsehole but the fear of causing damage held him back.

"It will fit," gasped Lis.

The glass was hot in his hand as he shoved the mouth past her anal opening. Christian was astonished to see that the glass soda bottle now was properly wedged inside her shit hole. And her groan might have been from pleasure or pain.

"Fuck... stretch me..."

There was no doubt that Lis was thrilled by the intense hardness of the bottle in her butt hole. And the delicious sensations of the ribbed glass teasing her sphincters. She raised her knees higher, reaching around to softly rub her clitoris as her channel adjusted. Christian hoped he'd applied enough lube as began to pulse the bottle back and forth. Each forward thrust seemed to go deeper than the last. This time there was seemingly no barrier to his penetration. The bottle sank well past the neck.

"Is it OK?" he asked again.

"Hon... yeah... my clit is so sensitive."

There was no need to ram into her arsehole. It was more fun to ream her slowly, giving her a proper fucking as he felt her sphincters relax and open. All his perverted dreams were coming true. And it was obvious from her moans that Lis loved being sodomised by the thick bottle.

"You make me feel good," she groaned as her fingers danced across her clit.

"You're so amazing," he whispered, applying a little extra pressure so as to stretch her tunnel wider.

"Such a dirty boy... fuck, I'm gonna..."

Her words were lost in the cry of another furious orgasm. Christian might have wondered if real women could enjoy anal. Lis was ecstatic with the perversion of being arse-fucked by a soda bottle, the intense hardness all the better for the soft touch on her clit. What she needed next was the same thing as Christian.

"Fuck me? Please put that cock in."

She welcomed her young lover into her arms, somehow signalling that their screwing should be prolonged and slow. His slender, pale body fit easily on top of hers and she guided that magnificent eight-inch spear into her soaking snatch.

"Fuuuuckk..." she groaned as he split her open. "Love that cock."

"You feel amazing."

"Cos you're so big for my tight pussy."

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Lis wrapped her long, slender limbs around him as he settled deep inside. She was eager to feel every ridge and bump on that thick rod. And this way she could control the pace of his thrusting, showing how thrilling it could be to fuck a woman slowly. Christian was surprised at how good it felt to use the traditional missionary position. Not that he knew any better. But his second ever fuck was an amazing experience already as he delighted in the way her soft flesh caressed his manhood.

"Don't cum...hold it..." she begged him as she reached her crest. "Ohhhh... fuck, yesssss..."

His thick shaft was so wonderful after the soda bottle had stretched her wide. Her young lover was everything she'd imagined. And it turned her on even more to think he'd only get better as he practiced with her. That thought set her off again and she pulled him tightly to her as her cunt spasmed and her body writhed with ecstasy.

"Go slow," she begged. "Make it last."

Christian had no reason to argue. A missionary fuck was fine by him since he was buried deep in the older woman. Her arms and legs wrapped around him somehow helped him to establish a very enjoyable rhythm for his stroking. And it was exciting to feel in his ear her hot breaths and the sounds of each climax. His only worry was that he would not last as long as Lis might wish. But the experienced slut had thought of that, as well.

"I've got something to show you," she somehow managed to announce.

Expertly she rolled him over. The young man had done so well to hold off his inevitable eruption. But there was still time for a final treat. Grinning wickedly, she squatted over the astonished boy and sank fully onto his remarkable man meat.

"Fuuuuck..." she groaned some more.

"You're incredible."

"Your dick feels so good."

Of course Lis was used regularly by Lord Carver's horse cock. She was proud to service such a monumental appendage. But the son was the perfect size. And superior to her most recent boyfriend -- a man barely six inches and no good with it. Fully impaled on the pale young man, she began to rock her hips as she took full advantage of her position.

"Like it?" she gasped.

Lis pulled his hands to her small tits and signalled to him how to squeeze her flesh with just the force she needed to trigger another incredible orgasm. But the spasming of her cunt was almost too much for the young man.

"I need to cum," he almost whined.

Her cunt was still pulsing with need but Lis was both well-trained and a natural pleaser. It took only a single move for her to dismount her young lover and swallow his entire thick, hard shaft.

"Fuck... what are you..."

One hand found his heavy, hairy balls. Her tongue worked expertly on the underside of his shaft. It took only seconds before he was filling her sweet mouth with his cum, Lis rejoicing in the power and volume of his release. For a callow youth he was a real man. She delighted in every massive pulse of his huge dick and every powerful blast of hot, sticky semen.

Once again, Christian found it hard to believe what he'd just experienced. Moreso when the pale slut released his cock to show her open mouth and display the wad of his semen that she'd saved in the hollow of her tongue. He collapsed back onto the bed as Lis performed her now familiar cleaning.

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They lay in her bed together for a long time. Lis was happy to let the young man explore her body. She could guess that the ex-girlfriend had never been to keen to give him full access. And the other Hanson House woman at the Carver residence would have had time for little more than a face fuck. It was enjoyable to be scrutinised by a novice boy.

"Do you really like sucking dicks?" he wanted to know, suddenly.

Lis tried to explain, simply, her thrill at performing the intimate yet dirty act. And the truth that her enjoyment came in part from the delight it gave to most men.

"All boys want their girlfriends to swallow," she explained with a soft smile. "It reminds a woman of her power. And the power of a lovely cock."

He wanted to know if Lisbeth swallowed for every man. She tried to explain about her training and that any man she serviced had the right to cum anywhere he chose. About then, however, she was aware that his youthful manhood was swelling and hardening once more. Him being such a sweet boy she was gratified to move down the bed so as to kiss and lick his shaft. Nor she did not forget to pleasure his big, hairy balls. Her reward was to have his finger penetrate her moist slit and their shared moans of gratification filled her bedroom.

"You need to fuck again," she observed finally, still caressing his magnificent tool.

It was fuck number three for the young man and he was in less of a rush to position his slim body between her pale thighs. Once more it was exciting to have Lis take hold of his throbbing cock and ease him into her sopping hole. Fucking for real was even better than he could have imagined. And he was grateful for having been shown that slow screwing could just as satisfying. But Lis was cumming from the thick shaft driving into her steaming snatch and Christian was inspired for more.

"From behind," he growled, wanting to take charge.

"Yes, young Sir," she gasped, hardly able to concentrate as she gushed juices over his powerful young shaft.

The young Dane had never had problems presenting her shapely white butt to anyone. And she was not going to give up another chance to be reamed doggy-style by that fat dick.

"Fuck me hard," she whimpered.

Christian had had the same thought. It was a glorious sight to watch her flesh ripple at the hammering of his cock as he held tight to her hips. The novice had only wanted sex -- the kind of screwing didn't matter so much. But he could not resist the chance to slip a finger past her arsehole. And Lisbeth knew instantly what she needed.

"Stick it in," she begged her novice lover. "Put your thumb in."

The young man had spent countless hours imagining he would penetrate a willing slut in the most perverse ways. Now it felt like his duty to force his slender thumb into the tight backside before him. He might have been a little too eager but the moans of the older woman noticeably grew louder. And now she was even more cramped around his thrusting shaft. It was more than the novice could stand.

"Can't hold it," he grunted.

"Fill me. Blast it," urged Lis, hungry for another big load to flood her pussy.

"Face," he growled.

Lis understood. And she wanted to give this young man everything he desired. Pulling of his thick, throbbing shaft she spun around on all fours. Christian was already stroking his cock, desperate for his climax. And she, being a well-trained Hanson grad, opened her mouth wide to receive his load. But in that position his mushroom head was just inches from her forehead.

Christian released his blast a second later, along with the loudest groan of his young life. He forced himself to watch as jet after jet exploded from the tip of his cock and drenched the pale face of the older woman. His youthful force threw more of it high and into her hair. Now Lis knew that she was right, his heavy balls carried a bigger load than most. Still groaning, still moving his fist, he kept spraying her with his hot load. He did not stop till her face was painted, her hair matted and sticky. She'd not been so pleased with herself since her first time being facialled by a Hanson House instructor.

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