The day was fucking hot, Typical Southern California weather. I had been here a week and still wasn't used to the heat. San Francisco could get warm but not like this.
Our saucy Mandy Collins had been the perfect host. Dinners, workouts, massages, and of course, fucking.
Platinum haired Mandy had drained my ballsack several times a day for the last week. She had happily explained to me with my balls in her mouth that a guest is a guest, and she didn't want me telling my friends back home that Mandy hadn't sucked and fucked me silly.
Today was the last day of my vacation with the blonde slut, and I wanted to show my appreciation for draining my nuts dry as the Mojave Desert. I had scouted the Irvine neighborhood looking for the perfect present, and Oh brother, I had found it at LuLu's Dessert Shoppe.
Eighteen-year-old Ricky Rickter was the soda jerk manning the fountain at LuLu's. Tall, skinny, and redheaded, he was everything that a porn star wasn't, and he was a virgin, precisely what I wanted for Mandy.
I watched Ricky through the window the day before. I went to LuLu's and struck up a conversation with the geeky young man. Well, as always, when two males are talking, it came to sex.
He reluctantly said he had never been with a woman. No fucking, no blowjob, not even a handjob.
I told him I could fix that. I explained I was visiting a very horny bitch, and I could fix him up. Well Ricky, was just about ready to hand me the cash register on that.
I slipped him two one hundred dollar bills and made him promise LuLus would be closed for two hours tomorrow afternoon, and he was supposed to act surprised when I brought delicious Mandy in for frozen yogurt.
"Buy yourself a pair of Tighty Whitey's." I told him, "Better yet buy some girl's thong panties, that's better yet."
He nodded like he liked the thought of wearing panties. I was going to show him the pink thong I was wearing but didn't want to give him ideas.
The Next Afternoon
"Billy, it's so nice of you to take me for yogurt." purred the fifty-year-old Mandy taking a pull on her Sherman Black and Gold cigarette. "How did you find this place?"
"I'm a hunter, baby!" I joked, looking at Mandy, her tight bum nestled into the bucket seat of her convertible. I was getting a dick hardening view of her long legs sheathed in red nylons that need in her perfect feet tucked in Leopard print six-inch spikes.
"Mandy, you look scrumptious!" I complimented her choice of outfits. She had packed her toned cougar body in an ass hugging pink button up the front sundress. The hem was barely covering the red rings topping her thigh highs.
"Your tits look perfect!" I added piling on the compliments. "I love the cleavage that dress reveals, and those pearls are the "Cats Meow" I laughed, staring at the three strands of pearls disappearing in the valley of her tanned titties.
She took another boob expanding drag on the gold filter-tipped black cigarette, the smoke drifting in the breeze.
"Speaking of cats, I got my "Hello Kitty" butt plug packed in my pooper." she giggled, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Oh, God!" I groaned under my breath. I looked over and noticed she had bunched the bottom of her dress up above her crotch. The fucking cleft of her bald pussy was calling my name, but then I heard Mandy's husky voice and realized it was my blonde slut beckoning me.
"Billy, what are you looking at?" asked Mandy taking a final drag on her cigarette.
"Do you want to finger Mandy's cunt?"
I choked back my reply realizing my hand had been rubbing my cock the entire ride to LuLu's.
Before I could answer, the GPS directed Mandy to turn the corner into the dessert shop parking lot.
"Oh, Fuck! Billy, we're here!"
There wasn't a single car in the parking lot. I smiled. Ricky had done well. Watching Mandy step from her convertible sent a tingle through my groin. Those lengthy gams in the cum fuck me's got my little pony quite stiff.
Tucking her Gucci handbag under her arm, Mandy gave me a puzzled smirk.
"Looks like LuLu is closed," said Mandy in a disappointed tone. "Doesn't it, Billy?"
Mandy looked at me with those sexy mascaraed green eyes and wet red lips, and I almost confessed my little caper.
"Let's try it." I almost begged her to say yes. "It might be siesta time," I added, placing my hand on her sundress covered ass.
"God, Billy, you love my ass, don't you?" laughed Mandy brushing her fingers across the lump in my Dockers. "When we get inside, I can take you in the men's room and suck your cock. You know, take the edge off."
"Mandy, your the best," I told her, pulling the door handle, letting Mandy walk in before me. A bell rang above the door, and Ricky popped up from behind the soda fountain like a fucking Jack in a Box.
I stealhly flipped the Open sign to Closed and led Mandy into the parlor area. Her Leopard skin spikes clicked dangerously on the black and white checkered floor. Ricky was jumpy as a male dog in heat. He was ogling Mandy's tits and wetting his lips.
I was beginning to wonder if he was even going to make it to his first piece of ass. Mandy just smiled and said. "Do you know who I am?"
"Mandy Collins." he bleated like a lamb going to slaughter. "Southern Charms model."
"Okee Dokee, now that we have the small talk out of the way, let us get down and dirty," said Mandy cocking her index finger, beckoning the geeky teen around the counter.
"How did you know?" I asked Mandy with a puzzled frown. I watched her stand in front of the virgin soda jerk and look directly into his eyes.
"Billy, I've been coming to LuLu for fifteen years, and she's never been closed in the afternoon, and knowing your naughty mind Billy Boy I figured you had some nasty little trick in your shorts."
Mandy opened her handbag and took out a fresh pack of Sherman Black and Golds and dramatically lit the cigarette with her gold lighter. She directed her exhale at me with an evil smile.
I knew that look, and I felt an electric thrill race through my hard-on. Ricky Boy was in for a treat.
Her cigarette dangling from her full red lips, I watched Mandy place her palms on Ricky's striped shirt lapels and then rip them open, exposing his hairless white chest, his nipples two pink dimes.
Mandy looked at me and winked, then took a cheek allowing drag on her cigarette before she kissed the teen's neck like a vampire feasting on a fresh blood donor.
"Ohhhhhh!" Ricky moaned a virginal sigh as Mandy's mouth smothered his cries, kissing him, forcing her tongue into his mouth, "Ummmmmmmm, Mandy, please."
"Please what?" asked Mandy, licking the boy's lips. The tip of her pointed tongue trailing a thread of saliva across his cheek. "Please, what? Please blow me? Please fuck me? Please tongue your asshole?"
"Whatever you want to do!" Ricky whimpered in his geeky voice. I could see the lad's knees shaking as Mandy licked him. My cock was doing the old man's dance as I watched my porn slut seduce the soda jerk.
"I always do whatever I want, sweetie! Right, Billy?" smirked Mandy slipping Ricky's shirt off, tossing it on the floor.
"Right Mandy" I volunteered my prick a hard lump in my Dockers.
I heard Ricky groan as Mandy kissed his hairless chest, then handed me her cigarette. She looked at me with that smile that makes cocks stand at attention. Just the way her tongue worries the corner of her mouth when she's going to do something nasty.
Holding the black cigarette to her pursed lips, Mandy sucked in a mouthful of smoke then pushed the teenager against the ice cream cooler. Yanking his white slacks down around his knees, Mandy exhaled a stream of cool smoke in Ricky's grinning face.
"Oh My God, Billy, he's wearing pink panties!" ." laughed Mandy, clapping her hands. "Now, I know you put up this entire damn escapade."
I dropped my Docker's kicking them across the floor. Mandy giggled and pointed at my old man pecker tucked in my pink bikini girl's thong.
"I knew it! You panty pervert!" Mandy said, turning her attention back to the geeky little morsel of sex. She quickly undid the red pearl buttons on her pink sundress letting the silky material drape open like a new car unveiling.
Ricky swayed as if he was going to faint when Mandy's 36 DD titties showed themselves. Her thumb thick nipples were hard as pencil erasers and were begging for attention.
"Can I kiss them?" Ricky gulped like a man asking for his last meal before being led to the gallows,
