The next morning, the stunning Mrs Swenson is on all her hands and knees. Her 18 year old lover, Marcus Jefferson, is behind her, mounting her like a bitch in heat. Inga had surprised the youngster this morning putting his black cock in her mouth, the teenager filling her hungry tummy with another load of creamy sperm. She thought she had sucked the boy’s cock dry but somehow the muscular black running back had gotten it up again, much to Inga’s delight.
Late last night two fuck mates had fucked themselves into a frenzy, the youngster finally collapsing on top of the Swedish blonde in total exhaustion. The two lovers had spent a wonderful night, sleeping in each other’s arms.
This morning the 18 year old black boy definitely had his second wind. The long deep sleep has done wonders for both the stunning blonde and her young lover. The youngster grabs the blonde’s hips and pile drives his teenage dick into his lovely fuck mate, sending her into another world.
“MARCUS!!! YESSS!!! INGA...CUMMING AGAIN!!!!! MARCUS...FUCK INGA...LIKE FUCKING...DOG!!!! YESSS!!!! MARCUS...INGA IS YOUR FUCKING DOG!!!! MARCUSSS!!! AAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!’
“MRS SWENSON!!! SHIT YES!!!! CUMMIN IN YOU!!!
MRS SWENNNNSSSOONNNNN!!! OHHHH SHITTTT!!! UUUUHHHHHHHH!!!”
The black 18 year old adonis fills the blonde milf with the boy’s second load of the morning. The boy’s cock keeps cumming inside the screaming milf. Inga can feel the youngster’s second warm blast of teenage cock butter filling her sweet Swedish love hole. After several minutes the youngster pulls his cock out of the beautiful blonde. Inga gasps as she can feel the boy’s sperm starting to ooze out of her well fucked love hole, down her creamy thighs and onto the bed sheets. Inga Swenson, who yesterday was having trouble finding a male companion, now happily lay in a lake of teenage semen.
The blonde and the boy lay together, their eyes meeting. Inga smiles at the black hunk.
A few minutes later the two lovers lay there in the afterglow of last night and this morning. The sex had been absolutely mind blowing. Inga steals a glance at the alarm clock. It’s almost 11 am. Marcus knows he has to be on his way home. The boy is not quite sure what to tell his grandma when he rolls in the door around noon. Thank God his brother will always cover for him.
“Marcus, I make you late breakfast then I give you ride home.”
“Okay Mrs Swenson. Thank you.”
“Marcus I have wonderful time. I hope you had good time too. Can I see you again...soon?”
Marcus Jefferson as of yesterday had never even kissed a girl. Yesterday he actually got talked into going to a boy-girl party, met a high class older blonde woman, and had his first sexual experience. And now she tells him she wants to see him again...and soon! The youngster can’t believe his luck. He just hopes that his grandma doesn’t find out that he spent the night with an older white woman.
“Mrs Swenson, are you sure? You want to see me again?”
“Yes. Marcus we have...wonderful time. You are nice sexy young boy and I like you very much. And you are...excellent lover. I want to have lots and lots of...naughty sex. But maybe Inga...too old? Maybe you want...young girl?”
This elegant blonde with the long slim legs, big firm tits and little round ass who had just spent the night fucking his brains out thinks she is too old? Shit, she’s the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on!
“No Miss Inga...I’d like very much to see you again...”
“Marcus you told me you never kissed girl before. So, you don’t have girlfriend?”
“No ma’am.”
“I just move from Sweden and so far I only meet fat old men and men who are boring. In Sweden I have old rich husband who was no fun. I never have any...sex. When I live in Sweden I dream about having lots of fun sex with young boys. I enjoy being with you...and your brother Tone...and his friends. Maybe I will have basket circle install so you and other boys come over and shoot the baskets. I like to watch you boys...shoot the baskets. I hope we can all...shoot the baskets again.”
Does that mean...Miss Inga is interested in his brother Tone and his street gang?
“Marcus...I do not have boyfriend. I am lonely in big house. I like if you be my boyfriend. You want to be my...boyfriend?”
“Sure...definitely...are you sure about it? You’re not kidding me?”
“No. Marcus I am attracted to you and want lots and lots of sex. I am...I don’t know the word...I guess I am..horny all the time. Marcus, if you don’t have girlfriend, maybe I be your girlfriend.”
“Mrs Swenson, you are just so beautiful and so...hot. You want to be my girlfriend? If you were my girlfriend I know I’d be the luckiest guy on the whole planet.”
“Marcus, tell me...about your brother... Tone. He doesn’t look like you. He’s short and skinny.”
“Well, Tone is my half brother. We had different mothers so we are the same age, 18.”
“So Tone go to school too?”
“No. Tone dropped out and joined a gang with his friends. They all dropped out at the same time.”
“Tone...and other boys? What you mean...gang?”
“Tone and his friends sell drugs on the streets. They all work for a guy who calls himself Master K. The money is good but sometimes it’s dangerous out there.”
“Tone...and the other boys have girlfriends?”
“I don’t know. I know they have a lot of women on their routes. I’m not sure.”
Marcus thinks it’s a bit odd Mrs Swenson is asking him about his brother Tone. What Marcus doesn’t realize is that the lovely Inga Swenson is secretly very much attracted to the young black gang banger and his gang of street thugs.
After a late breakfast of sausage, eggs, and pancakes, the boy rides home with the stunning blonde. Inga Swenson drives past Judy Bender’s where the hot redhead is watering her flowers. She gives Inga a huge wave as if telling her to stop. Inga stops her convertible and Judy greets the happy couple.
“Hey you two! Good morning Inga! And...good morning Marcus! Did the two of you have a good time at our party?”
“Oh yes Judy! I have wonderful time. I meet nice young football player...Marcus. He show me how he make...the touchdown points.”
“Marcus...did you have good time...with Mrs Swenson?”
“Uh...yes...we did, Mrs Bender.”