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Chapter 1

"Oh, Larry," giggled Ann Dolan as her new husband slipped his hand up
the back of her loose dress. "David might be watching. Besides, the
movers are still coming in and out of the house. You wouldn't want to
give them a private show, would you?"

Larry appeared not to hear her, although he did remove his hand from
her buttocks. Turning her around, he brushed a kiss on her full,
luscious lips as he held her curvaceous body tightly against his. The
two movers, bringing their new couch into the living room, stood and
watched the pair of newlyweds.

"Ahem, "said one of them. "Where would you like this thing?"

Ann looked up from her husband and pushed him away slightly,

"Just put it in the room here out of the way," she said in a cheery
voice. "We don't quite know where we want everything. Is that the last
of it?"

"Right, lady," said the other mover, handing her a pad to sign. Larry
took it from him, signed for the furniture and handed the pad back to
him.

"Well, you two have fun in your new home," said the first mover. "And
let me be the first to welcome you to Cortland, New York."

"Thank you," answered Ann. "I'm sure we'll be happy here."

Larry's romantic mood was broken with the interruption of the movers.
He sat down on the couch and looked at his wife's luscious body. Even
when she dressed in her house working clothes, she looked fantastic.
The loose dress she was wearing hardly hid her full, voluptuously
curved breasts, and the cloth fit tightly around her narrow, tapered
waist. The sunbathing she had done during the summer still left its
mark, and her legs were evenly tanned, just the way they had been when
she had gone sunbathing in the nude with him during their honeymoon.
Even then she had been a little distant and removed from him. She said
it was because she was worried about David, her fourteen year old son,
but Larry knew that she was not sure she would be able to be the kind
of wife he wanted. It was the memory of her first husband that ripped
through her mind. Her first marriage had left some pretty deep scars,
and she had her doubts that she would be able to go through with a
second marriage. Now, though, she was bubbly and buoyant. Taking her
away from all those unhappy memories in Oakland and bringing her to the
East was a stroke of brilliance, and he was glad he had been able to
talk her into it.

"Happy?" he said as she turned on her toes, looking at the bare walls
in the living room.

"I've never been happier," she answered, and she meant it. Meeting
Larry had opened up a whole new life for her, and she wanted to make
sure that everything worked out well for them. The only ink blot on her
life right now was her son, David. He had worshipped his real father,
and had made it clear that he would never accept Larry as his father
now. Well, thought Ann, that's something he'll grow out of, at least
he'd better.

"Hey," said Larry as his wife finally stopped her turning. "How's about
you coming over here and sitting down next to me? We can break in our
new home, and worry about where we're going to put the furniture
later."

Ann smiled and sat down, burying herself in Larry's strong arms. He
curled them around her and placed his hand on her lush, well rounded
breast, pinching the already tightening nipple through her bra. He felt
her shiver and squirm against him and she molded herself to his
muscular body while he engulfed her supple mound of firm young tit
flesh fully in his hand.

"Where's David?" she asked. "I wouldn't want him to come in while we
were doing something he shouldn't see."

"Don't worry about David," cooed Larry, kneading her breast and
pinching her nipple tighter. "The last I saw him, he was out playing in
the woods behind the house. He's probably looking for kids his own age
to make friends with. We have the whole house to ourselves."

She smiled at the thought. It had been a long time since she was alone,
really alone with Larry. Even on their honeymoon, she had almost been
forced to bring her son along with her, and there was no way of knowing
just when he would pop up and ask something embarrassing. Larry turned
his body to hers and moved to kiss her open lips, but she quickly
placed her hands against his chest and stopped him.

"Why don't we give the bed upstairs a try," she hinted, her eyes
sparkling with lascivious delight, their pale blueness twinkling in a
teasing manner. "After all, if it's no good, we'll still have the whole
day to take it back to the store and try another one."

Larry smiled and released her. Bouncing up off the couch, she seemed to
glide across the floor to the stairs, and as she ran up to the bedroom,
she took two and sometimes three steps at once. He followed her, trying
to catch up, but she had too much of a head start on him, and she was
able to get into the room before he was. Closing the door, she teased
him humorously, refusing to let him in until he gave some secret pass
word. Finally, he threatened to break down the door, and she told him
that that was exactly what she had wanted to hear. Letting him in, she
closed and locked the door.

David cursed his luck. He had been hiding in an empty box near the
couch, and he was wishing that his step-father would fuck his mother in
the living room instead of going to the bedroom. Now there would be no
way he could watch them. Making sure that they were not about to come
out of the bedroom, he crawled from his hiding place and inched his way
quietly up the stairs to the bedroom door. Placing his ear tightly
against the solid wood portal, he closed his eyes and concentrated all
his energies on listening to the sounds of their giggling and laughing.
He hated his new step-father, hated him more than he hated anyone else,
and the thought of him fucking his mother, actually sticking his cock
up inside her nakedly spread little cunt-hole, was almost too much for
him to take. His first father would never have been so crude as to
actually do anything like that. His first father was kind and
understanding, so much so that he had allowed his mother to sleep in
her own bed. Suddenly the laughter in the room faded away, and the two
people became almost silent. David was forced to press his ear tighter
against the door to hear what was going on.

Inside the room, Larry had silenced his wife's laughing with a firm and
bruising kiss, pressing his lips firmly against hers and worming his
tongue deeply into the warm confines of her mouth. She responded by
wrapping hers around his and pressing tightly against it, her hands
holding tightly his powerful waist while he slid his arms down the
curves of her hips and gripped her firm, well-rounded buttocks, pulling
her hungrily against his body. She could feel his massive rod of
swelling cock-flesh grow in his constricting pants, and the heavy
desire seething organ seemed to burn right through the skimpy bikini
panties she wore beneath her dress. Already she could feel the hotly
burning juices of desire seeping through her cuntal opening as she
became excited and hotly aroused. His hands were kneading her ass
cheeks, pulling her tighter and tighter against him, and she finally
slid her arms from his waist, gripping firmly his tightening buttocks
and drawing him passionately to her trembling body.

He kneaded her softly grinding ass cheeks and began to draw up her
dress along her sensuous legs, pulling at the loose garment and
exposing the silky softness of her naked thighs, and revealing her
thin, white panties. Pulling her tighter against his body, he placed
one leg between hers and slipped his hand up beneath the elastic band
of the thin cum-wet covering and ran his finger along her hotly
throbbing cunt lips. Instantly, Ann tightened her body and gasped as
she felt a rush of blazing fire race through her entire vagina as Larry
screwed his middle finger deeply up into her hotly engulfing cunt
walls. Opening his hand, he impaled her wetly seething vagina fully,
driving his finger deeper and deeper up into the slippery wet opening
of her hotly aroused pussy, nipping at the thin silken wisps of softly
curling cuntal hair that lined and fringed the tiny, tightly clasping
little hole. His other hand slipped between her panties and body and
gripped tightly at her ass-cheeks, probing between the warm fleshy orbs
of her buttocks and teasing at the tightly puckered little circle of
her asshole.

Ann pulled Larry tighter still against her trembling body and pressed
the burgeoning mass of cock flesh against her now nearly completely
naked pussy.

"Oh, baby," he hissed through tightly clenched teeth. "I want you. I
want to fuck your hot little pussy so bad. I want to fuck you right
now."

His lewd words excited Ann even more, and she slipped her hands into
the pants of her new husband, reaching through the cloth and gripping
tightly at his turgidly throbbing cock as best she could.

"And I want you, darling," she whispered seductively. "I want you to
get on top of me and fuck me. I want you to fuck me til I cream!"

Pushing him away from her body, she placed her hands on the lower hem
of her dress and pulled the garment up over her head, hardly messing
the full, light blonde hair that reached nearly to her waist. In a
brief second, she was standing before her husband wearing nothing but a
half bra and the skimpiest of bikini panties. Already there was a warm
wet circle on her panties between her legs where her cunt lips had been
seeping profusely. Her breasts were full and swollen, and her bra
seemed ready to burst with the rapid expansion of the fleshy orbs. Her
nipples were bright red and rock hard, and they looked like two eyes
gazing at Larry. Her husband was motionless as his eyes roamed the
sensuous body laid before him, and he wandered over her curvaceous
form, drinking in the sensual beauty of his ripe for fucking wife.
Sure, she may be twenty-nine, but that was all the better. She was
still young, and her body had all the experience of her first marriage.
That hot little cunt of hers was still tight as a drum, and he
remembered from their honeymoon that she was one of the best lays he
ever had. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to have her right now,
wanted to ravish this luscious little cunt in front of him. His cock
was pressing tightly against his pants, and he would see to it that his
penis was satisfied.

Unbuckling his pants, he dropped them to the floor, his outsized cock
jutting from between his legs against his underwear like an angry
spear. Pulling his shirt from his body, he ripped several buttons from
it, but he hardly heard their tinkling on the floor. Kicking his shoes
off his feet, he stood in front of his luscious wife, his arms
stretched out to her, indicating that she should come to him. She
glided across the floor and pressed her nearly naked body against his,
molding her form into the hairy, powerful near nudeness of her husband.
His skin was warm against hers, and she raced her hands along his
trembling waist and gripped the soft warmth of his fleshy buttocks,
slipping her hands into his shorts and delighting in the sensuous
feeling of his naked ass-cheeks. Moving her hands around to the front,
she encircled his turgid cock in her slender hands, his seething penis
flesh searing her dainty skin as she found that she could not fully
close her fingers around the torrid mass of hot flesh jutting from
between his hairy legs. She could feel the surging, pulsing blood pump
through the massive, spear-like rod, and her hand stroked the scorching
cock gently and lightly, moving his shorts down his thighs until he
finally reached with his hands and pulled them off his body all-
together.

Freed from its confinement, his Herculean cock bounced upwards at a
forty-five degree angle, and Ann stepped away from him to gaze at his
hardened desire. It was thickly webbed with blue veins, turning it into
an angry looking, purple shaft of wanton delight. She could see it
expand and contact slightly as his lust heated blood coursed through
the mass, his mushroom shaped head glowing like a burning coal. His
balls were swollen and hanging loosely beneath the base of his prick,
the scrotum covered with his dark, course pubic hair.

Unable to wait any longer, she ripped her bra from her swollen breasts
and allowed them to fall freely to her chest. Lifting up one leg, she
quickly removed her passion-moistened panties and tossed them aside,
presenting herself in all her naked glory before her husband. Her legs
were trembling as she tried to imagine his massive cock fucking deeply
in and out of her hotly burning, cunt lips. For a moment she thought it
would never fit. His penis was harder than she had ever seen it before,
and he would surely tip her pussy mouth wide apart, turning her whole
lower body into a giant cunt. His cock was so long that she imagined it
would fuck all the way up to the bottom of her belly inside her vagina.
And that was what she wanted. She wanted to feel him ram his turgidly
throbbing cock all the way to the hilt, wanted to feel the seething
mass of sex-heated flesh plunging far back up into her desire-
strickened cunt and fuck her into a belly-wrenching orgasm.

"Well," she said, turning her head to one side, her long blonde hair
almost covering one swollen breast. "Are you just going to stand
there?"

"No way, baby," hissed Larry. "I want to get into that little cunt of
yours right now."

Walking to her, he wrapped his arms around her narrow waist and pulled
her tightly against him, pressing his burgeoned cock firmly against the
quivering flesh of her soft, flat belly. He felt her shiver as she came
into first contact with the searing penis, but she did nothing to pull
her body away. She opened her mouth and pressed her lips tightly
against his, driving her tongue deeply into his throat. He reciprocated
immediately, winding his wetly around hers and pressing tightly against
it. He could feel the sex-hard breast nipples rubbing against his
chest, sending lascivious ripples of insane delight searing through his
body and resting in his quivering loins. His hand moved around her body
and fingered her cuntal slit from behind, the fore finger running along
the whole, hotly seething length of her pussy orifice a quarter of an
inch into the wet, heated depths.

Ann instantly spread her legs, lifting her body up on her toes as she
tried to impale her aching cunt on the hardened flesh between his
strong, masculine thighs. He backed away slightly, and she lowered her
body on nothing, a lascivious moan of disappointment emanating from her
lips.

"Ummmmmmm," she hissed wantonly. "Come on, quit your teasing, darling.
Fuck it to me now!"

Holding onto her hand, Larry pulled her across the room to the
frameless bed resting in the middle of the floor. Sitting down at the
edge, he pulled her to his naked body, and together they fell
backwards, bouncing as they hit the mattress. Ann laid on her back
while Larry turned to his side, running his hands lightly along the
silky smooth skin of her supple, soft belly flesh. Engulfing handfuls
of her quivering stomach, he inched his hand closer and closer to the
lewdly spread split of her vaginal opening, coming closer and closer to
the soft tangled curls of her fleeced golden pussy mound. Touching the
sensitive thighs, he opened his hand fully and surrounded her entire
cunt with his palm, squeezing and kneading the yielding flesh of her
vaginal area, the tip of his fuck finger coming teasingly close to the
tightly waiting little pussy hole. She lifted her body and forced his
finger to touch her cunt and he was unable to resist plunging into the
wetly warm depths of her already gyrating pussy. She stiffened her
whole body at the depth of his finger thrust, and she reached out with
her own slender fingers and gripped tightly the torching, seething mass
of cock touching her belly. Stroking the burning rod, she pulled his
tighter against her sweat and cum-covered thighs, plunging his finger
deeper still into the yielding depths of her wet, hot cunt.

Her whole body seemed as though it was on fire, and the fire was
centered in the abyssal depths of her hotly aroused cunt. Larry was
rubbing his fuck finger against her vaginal walls, sending ripples of
lascivious delight coursing through her body. Larry's hand was
undulating in and out of her cunt, making lewd and exciting sucking
sounds as he slapped his flattened palm firmly against the cum-
lubricated pussy opening, and as he wormed another finger into the
burning, aching cuntal lips, Ann seethed a hiss of utter delight as a
wave of wanton lust washed through her body.

"Aaaaaiiiiiiieeeeee!"

Her scream broke the silence of the room and seemed to shatter the
sensual quiet, and the desperation in her voice enticed Larry to fuck
her faster and faster with his cunt enveloped finger.

* * *

David, with his head pressed tightly against the door, heard his
mother's scream, and for a brief moment, he thought something might be
wrong with her. He was about to knock and ask if Larry was hurting her,
when he heard his mother's voice again.

"Oh, yes, yes. Fuck it to me. Fuck it to me now."

Apparently, whatever was happening was to her liking, and besides he
had heard her lock the door when she went in. What ever was going on,
his mother wanted it to happen. But there was something he didn't
understand. He had never heard his mother use such language around his
real father. In fact, if she had, he would have beaten her to within an
inch of her life.

There was something else, too. His own little cock was beginning to
balloon in his pants, something that happened only when he was alone in
bed. He didn't understand the feelings that were racing through his
body, and against his will, he suddenly found his hands actually
grabbing his cock and stroking it in his jeans. Once again, he pressed
his head against the door, but he could hear nothing but the low,
panting sounds of heavy breathing and a quick wet slapping arose, as
though someone were being spanked.

* * *

Larry had engulfed Ann's breast with his free hand, and as he continued
his hand fucking, he squeezed the desire-swollen mounds firmly,
pinching the cherry-sized breast nipple between his thumb and fore-
finger. Each time he constricted his fingers, he could feel her shudder
her body convulsively, both her hands holding his heavily throbbing
cock, moving more and more rapidly along the seething, searing pillar
of penis muscle thrusting from between his legs. She turned her body
from her back to her side and pressed it tightly against Larry's naked
form, molding herself into the tightened flesh of his eagerly hardened
cock.

Suddenly he removed his finger and hand from her undulating cunt and
placed it on her other breast, squeezing both fleshy mounds at once as
he pressed her again to her back. Lifting his body from his side, he
arched his back and crawled up between her widely parted thighs,
holding his cock in his hand and running the smooth rubbery head along
the wetly pulsing slit of her hungrily revolving cunt.

Her lewdly sprawled body was thrashing uncontrollably now and her head
was moving from side to side, tossing her hair in every direction as he
rubbed the aching opening of her cunt with the bulbous tip of his
massive cock. She reached out with her arms gripped tightly the up-
raised ass-cheeks of her husband, trying to pull him deep up into the
broiling depths of her wantonly aroused pussy. He was too strong for
her, and nothing she could do would make him fuck deeper into her cunt
than he wanted. Reaching from his ass to his cock, she stroked the
tightly stretched skin up and down again and again as she tried to make
him want to fuck his cock as deeply up into her seething cunt as he
could.

Larry was resting on his knees and fore-arms, holding his cock poised
at the hungrily nibbling opening of his new wife's gyrating cunt, ready
to plunge into her seethingly hot depths at a moments notice. Now that
she was stroking his cock, that moment was coming nearer. 'This hot
little bitch really wants it,' he thought to himself. 'And I aim to
give it to her.'

Her stroking was making his penis swell even more, now that he had
placed it so close to her hotly revolving little cunt, and he wanted to
drive it into her searing gushiness all the way to her belly. Holding
his prick in one hand, he rubbed it along the cum-drenched pink, lips
of her cunt, searing a path along the palpitating lips with the
heatedness of his glowing tip. Letting go of his lust-expanded cock, he
removed her hands from the burgeoned organ and, taking a deep breath,
lowered his pelvis slowly, pushing his heavily swollen rod inch by inch
passed the quivering oiled lips of her cunt, stretching her tight
little pussy opening wide with the size of his massive cock. Slowly he
wormed it up into the sensuous soft, walls of her cunt.

Ann felt as though she were being fucked deliciously apart with his
monstrously swollen cock. Her whole cunt was on fire as he tucked his
cock deeper and deeper up into the hotly seething depths of her pussy.
There seemed to be no end to its huge, thick length as he continued to
slither it relentlessly up between the gushing folds of her cunt.
Farther and farther he drove his cock into her vagina until, finally,
he touched the sex-hardened tip of her womb up inside, causing her to
constrict her body as a wave of lascivious, lust-enraged pain seared
through her love-wracked body. A surging rush of intensely fiery liquid
heat coursed through her, racing along her quivering thighs and circled
her cunt. She had never been fucked by such a large cock before, and
she was determined that she was going to enjoy every moment, every
belly-stretching thrust of his penis up into her seething wet depths.
She arched her hips and with her vaginal muscles, his cock still deeper
into her hotly boiling cunt, pressing it tighter against her inner cunt
walls. A blinding flash of white-hot flame seared across her inner eye
as his cock tip slipped deeper into her, and instantly he was bobbin
his ass up and down, fucking in and out of her with wanton delight,
matching her upwardly grinding thrusts with his own plunges deep into
her pussy.

Larry's cock was surrounded with the buttery softness of Ann's cunt,
and he delighted in the warm, heated tightness of her cum-lubricated
little cunt hole was moving around in tiny, desire-driven little
circles, dragging his cock with it as she strove to wring from his
sperm laden balls every drop of his thick, hot sperm that she could.
She reached it with her hands and tightly gripped his heavy driving
buttocks, forcing him tightly against her wildly thrashing body. Each
time he rammed his cock deeper into the wildly gyrating hole of her
passion-slippery cunt, she felt a fresh wave of intense delight race
through her body, a fiery sheet of blazing flame that seared and burned
wantonly in her cuntal depths, consuming every thought except the
constant ramming and driving of his huge, lust-hardened penis. She
thrashed and reeled her hips, driving them upwards to meet his deeply
plunging cock, and forced the blood-engorged organ to press tighter
against the sensitive hardness of her clitoral bud.

Ann was making lewd, throaty moans in time with the wild, rhythmic
fucking motions of her husband, and she used the bounciness of the new
bed to drive her hips even more forcefully against his thrashing
thighs. Again and again she undulated her hips against his, nakedly
spread asscheeks slapping hard up against his semen-filled testicles.
Her widely parted thighs were trembling as ripple after ripple of lust
washed through her body, a blissful pain of wanton desire, desire for
nothing except the constant ramming of her husband's massive cock. She
was panting in rhythm to his tucking, making short moaning sounds as
she began to feel her vaginal walls constrict against the deluge of cum
that was building deep up inside her beautifully filled vaginal
passage.

"Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh."

* * *

David, with his ear pressed tightly against the door, found that his
mother's wild, sexually-driven panting was exciting him more than he
ever had been before, and his hand was moving more and more quickly
along his fourteen year old cock. He was feeling something he had never
felt before. A sort of liquid fire rising along his swollen shaft and
pressing against the head of his prick. He thought that there was
something wrong with the feeling, but it felt so good that he could not
stop stroking his cock. He knew that there was something about the
stroking and the sounds that were coming from the bedroom that was
making him feel the way he did, but although he didn't know exactly
what it was, he was sure that he liked it.

He found that his pants were making it hard for him to stroke his cock
like he wanted to, so he unbuckled his pants and allowed them to drop
to the floor, exposing his cock, small and immensely swollen.

As soon as his pants had fallen to the floor, he was able to increase
the speed of his stroking, something he did instinctively. Again and
again he allowed his hands to rub along his cock in time to the panting
and wild, wet fucking sounds he heard coming from the bedroom. His
thighs were quivering as he stood and masturbated, and with each
stroke, he could feel the pressure of the searing liquid fire press
harder and harder against the glowing red tip of his cock. It was like
nothing he ever felt before, and he was going to remember this
sensation in the time to come. He began to close his eyes and picture
his mother the way he had seen her once when she was taking a shower,
her beautiful naked pussy rubbing along the length of her towel.
Somehow, the memory of his mother's cunt excited him even more, and he
began to see a relationship between his swollen cock and his mother's
cunt. He knew that he wanted to place his hand on his mother's pussy,
wanted to finger-fuck his fingers deep into her cunt, but most of all,
he wanted to ram his cock again and again into her hotly seething
pussy, the way he knew his step-father was doing now. He wanted to fuck
his mother more than he wanted anything else in the world, but he
couldn't as long as she was being fucked by Larry!

His mother's constant and quicking moans and pants were sending
delirious ripples of delight along his spine, and he arched his back
and began his own muffled whispers as he strained to hear what was
going on inside the bedroom

* * *

Ann was swinging her hips and ass crazily, tossing and thrashing her
body like a woman possessed as Larry quickened his violent cunt
fucking. Larry's cock was like a moving torch in her cunt, and she
could feel it press against her vaginal walls, the inner membranes
tightening as they tried to hold back the flood of cum Larry's thick,
long penis was wringing from her hungrily seething depths. Each inward,
cunt-lip flattening thrust increased the fires raging nearly out of
control in her vagina, and she was forced to grit her teeth and tighten
her whole body to prevent it from flooding his penis with her
impatiently building cum too soon.

Larry was feeling his own cum race along the full length of his cock
and gather forcefully at the head of the heavily pumping organ. He
tightened his pubic muscles and held his breath as he felt that, with
each long hard fuck up into the buttery softness of her slippery hole,
his sperm was about to explode out from his cock into her belly. Her
pussy lips were grasping tightly on his deeply fucking hardened organ,
but they were so well lubricated that his penis slid in and out of her
gyrating pussy with grace and ease. Plunging his cock again and again
into the supple warmth of her yielding pussy passage, Larry tightened
his teeth and tensed his pubic muscles against the burgeoning rush of
semen filling the cum-filled tip of his cock. Each time he drove and
rammed his cock deeper and deeper into her hotly spread cunt lips, a
fresh wave of sperm pressed against the bulbous, rubbery tip.

Then suddenly, in an act of wanton lust, Ann arched her legs up and
wrapped them around the lower part of Larry's back, driving her hips
upwards and stretching her pussy-hole even wider for him to fuck. She
locked her ankles around his and thrashed her hips up and down and
around in little circles, tossing her body as through she were trying
to rid herself of some demon. She bucked and jerked her hips brutally
and violently, slapping the hair fringed slit of her nearly cumming
cunt against his pussy slapping balls, her actions squeezing his semen
bloated cock again and again as she felt her vaginal walls begin to
relax and prepare to flood her hotly working cuntal passage with the
heated liquid of her warm, wet cum. Her whole body tightened
convulsively, and she arched her widely stretched pussy lips as hard as
she could, driving Larry's near bursting cock deeply into her
quivering, thrashing cunt and allowed her cum to rush out, the surging
wave of hot clear juices filling her cuntal chamber and gushing back
out from between her painfully stretched pussy lips in a torrentious
wash of lust and bliss. She opened her eyes widely and her mouth
emitted a scream of utter delight.

"I'm ... I'm ccccc ... ccuummiinngggg! Aaaaaahhhhhh!!"

Her whole body quivered violently, thrashing and tossing on the bed as
she felt her whole being swept away in a torrential wash of orgasmic
frenzy. The cataractic wash of cum seared through her vagina and rushed
in a violent current against the deeply thrusting penis ramming in and
out of her cunt as it flowed out from between her hotly sucking pussy
lips and trickled down her creamy smooth thighs. Again and again she
tightened her vaginal muscles and forced every drop of her crystal
clear feminine juices through her cuntal passage, drowning Larry's cock
in a sea of her love juice as her mind became a blank to everything
except the blinding flash of lust that seared across her inner eye.

Larry could feet her body tighten and tense, and he knew that he, too,
was cumming, and no power on earth would be able to prevent it. Again
and again he tucked his cock deeper and deeper into the seething,
flooding chamber of her butter soft vagina, and as she bucked and
jerked her body beneath his, he felt that his sperm pressing against
the swollen penis tip with an unbelievable pressure. As he felt his
cock being washed and drowned in the river of her cum, he rammed his
cock to erupt deep in her vagina, spurting his sperm forcefully inward
against the outward rushing torrent of her feminine juices. Taking a
deep breath, he brutally rammed his cock into the wetly gushing hole
and exploded the monumental flood of his semen far up into her open
belly as he emitted a violent cry of his own orgasm,

"I ... I'm cumming in it!!! Jjjeeesssuuusss!"

The first surge of his thick, milky white semen pumped into the flowing
eddies of her own wetly roaring cum as he rammed his cock into her cunt
fully to the hilt, slapping his heavily erupting balls against the
nakedness of her asshole and smearing their mingled juices in a searing
liquid fire that burned a wild path of lust as it trickled down his
thighs and into their wetly intertwined pubic hairs.

Together Larry and Ann groaned and smacked their nakedly erupting
bodies against each other as they tried to keep their orgasmic frenzy
at the dizzying fury they were experiencing, but all too soon they were
forced to slow their movements as they exhausted themselves' with the
totality of their first fuck on their new bed. Finally, Ann stopped her
movements altogether as she regained control of her orgasm-wracked
body, her cunt still blazing with the sensitive walls of her vagina
pulsing slightly to force the final drops of her cum out through the
quivering pussy lips still holding tightly onto Larry's now slowly
shrinking penis. At last, Larry too, slowed his thrusting, the final
remnants of her sperm collecting at the tip of his Cock and making his
penis glisten with the thin film of her cum and his sperm.

Larry rolled off the trembling body of his wife, slipping his cock from
her wetly flooded cunt as he did so, and lay on his back, panting to
catch his breath. For a long time, neither of them said anything as
they breathed deeply and loudly, each lost in their own thoughts.
Finally, Ann sighed deeply and turned her naked, sweat-gleaming body to
look into her husband's dark eyes.

"I think this bed will do just fine," she whispered into his ear,
running her hand along the length of his body and enveloping his wet
cock with her slender fingers.

"As long as it's you," he hissed, still trying to collect his breath,
"I'd fuck on a bed of nails."

She smiled at him and brushed a passionate kiss on his surprised mouth.

* * *

David's hand moved with blurring speed along his swollen shaft, and he
could hear his mother's scream of orgasm. Even though he couldn't see
what was happening, he knew what she had meant when she said she was
cumming, and as he felt his pubic muscles all of a sudden relax, he
heard Larry's voice saying he was blowing his wad. Instantly, as he
imagined his cock ramming and plunging into his mother's hotly quaking
cunt, his hand was covered with the sticky, thick whiteness of his own
sperm, and his mind was ablaze with the all-consuming passions of his
masturbation. He had never felt anything like this before, and for the
first moments he was frightened. But it felt so good that he kept up
his penis stroking, and allowed the jetting sperm to wash onto his hand
again and again, all the while thinking of his mother's soft, fur-
ringed cunt surrounding his deeply fucking young cock.

Finally, just like his mother and step-father, he, too, began to slow
his movements, biting his lower lip to keep from yelling mindlessly in
his utter bliss. It was incredible. It was an all-consuming failing
that washed through his body in pumping, surging waves, blazing through
his loins and making his thighs quiver and tremble, but even as he
stroked his cock with an additional fervor, he could sense that it was
over, that he had spent his sexual passion and it would not come back
for some time.

Pressing his ear to the door again, he could hear nothing except the
low, muffled conversation his parents were having. He hated Larry even
more, now, hated him like nothing else on the earth. He knew he had
fucked his mother crazy, and what was worse, his mother had loved it.
She actually wanted Larry to do it to her? The answer was obvious. His
mother still thought of him as a little boy. She didn't know that his
cock could get as hard as it was now. Well, he thought as he picked up
his pants and crept down the stairs, making sure that he was neither
seen or heard, he'd show her. He had a cock that was better than
Larry's, and he was going to see to it that his mother got nothing but
the best.

Chapter 2

Seventeen year old Karen Martin laid back in her bed, thinking about
what had happened during the day. She would never forget the expression
on her newly wed Uncle Larry's face when she told him she was going to
the college in Cortland, and wanted to know if she could stay with him
until school started in three weeks. Larry hadn't seen his niece in
almost four years, and they were hardly what people would call close.
But she was family, and as they say, blood is thicker than water.

But if Larry's expression had been good, the expression of that new
wife of his had been even better. She was completely taken aback by
Karen's aggressive nature, and for a brief moment, Karen was certain
that Ann would put her foot down and say no to her staying in the
house. True, thought Karen, she had come on a little too strong, but
what the fuck. Her new Auntie Ann would do anything Larry told her to.
Besides, there was more than enough room in the house for a guest, and
it looked as though the two females would not be getting in each
other's way.

But best of all was Ann's son, David. As soon as Karen had seen him,
she thought he would be some sort of good young stud, and it was all
she could do to hide her surprise when she learned that he was only
fourteen. 'Jesus,' she thought, 'most of the guys she had been fucked
by didn't look like half the man he did. Living in the same house with
him was going to be a real trip. It was too bad he seemed a little shy.
She could still see his mouth fall open when he looked at her. She may
only be seventeen, but she had the body of a twenty year old. Luscious
breasts that she was anything but ashamed of. In fact, the only reason
she wore anything at all to cover them was because Cortland was such a
small, restrictive town. Even so, she nearly had hysterics at his
bulging eyes when she flashed a quick peek of her full, firmly curved
young tits at David, giving him a total view of the cream-white mounds
of flesh. Her skin tight jeans outlined perfectly the flare of her
hips, and they had been so tight that they actually followed the slit
of her young, ripe cunt, the faded cloth looking like a fresh coat of
skin painted onto her legs. She waved her hips when she walked in front
of the young boy, and she spun around as she walked to her bedroom in
time to see him turn a beet red with embarrassment. She knew what he
had been thinking. It was the same thing all men thought when they got
even a fleeting glance at her curvaceous young body. They wanted to
spread her legs and fuck her right away, and she was all for that. But
she decided that she would wait a little while before she let David get
into her panties. She had to check out the situation in this place, as
doing something stupid could really send the shit into the fan.

Jesus, she thought as she shifted her naked body under the blanket,
staring at the ceiling, that teenaged stud is probably pulling and
playing with his cock right now, just thinking about her, if he's any
kind of a man at all. The thoughts of David were making her own body
excited. She really hoped that he would just barge into her bedroom
right now and fuck her, but his precious mother would probably have
something to say about that.

'How long has it been since I've been fucked?' she asked herself. 'Good
Lord, almost a week. No wonder the lil' pussy is aching for that kid.
Well, tomorrow she would see what she could do about him.' As if to
accent her thoughts, she tossed off the bedding, revealing her naked
body to the emptiness of the room. Since she couldn't have David for
the night, she would have to settle for the old vibrator. She only kept
it for emergencies, and if this wasn't an emergency, she didn't know
what was. Already her breasts were swollen, and her nipples were taut
just from thinking about David's cock tucking wetly in and out of her
more than eager cunt. Reaching into the suitcase she had placed by the
side of her bed, she brought out the eight inch dildo and laid it next
to her. She prided herself on remembering to put in a fresh supply of
batteries. The thing would be fully charged and ready to go. But first,
a little hand play.

She brought her hands to her breasts and cupped them from underneath,
lifting their firm full whiteness nearly to her face, and then lowered
them as she passed her hands across the nipples. Fully engulfing them
from the top, she squeezed her nipples as tightly as she could,
shivering as a lustful ripple seared through her body, making her rub
her naked legs together, forcing tiny droplets of the cum that had
already formed at her vibrating pussy lips to spread along the silky
smooth flesh of her thighs. It burned as the juices trickled down the
tightly pressed flesh, and again Karen shivered with delight. Kneading
her breasts tighter and tighter, she squeezed the fullness of them as
forcefully as she could, delighting in the waves of lascivious desire
that were searing through her body and centering in her loins. Each
time she did this, it was never quite the same, and she never grew
tired of satisfying her own sexual needs, although she much preferred
to have a long, thick cock tucking deep up in her hungry pussy. She
closed her eyes and tried to imagine the last guy she had been fucked
by seemingly so long ago. Her hands became his as she gave her body to
him totally and wantonly.

Her hands lifted and massaged her breasts as she began to gyrate her
body slowly, allowing the feelings to take control of her mind.
Suddenly, one of her hands left her breast and glided along the silky
soft flesh of her rib-cage, lightly touching the supple skin that
covered her waist and belly. She held her hand on her flat stomach for
a moment, closing and opening as it engulfed huge amounts of her naked
young flesh as she allowed it to inch its way closer and closer to the
top of her blonde little pubic triangle. Suddenly she came into the
first contact with the stray wisps of her cunt hair, and her hand
opened to lash out at the soft, fur-rimmed mound surrounding her
already warmly seeping pussy. She wanted to plunge her fingers into the
hotly aching little hole right away, but she knew that if she teased
herself a little first, it would be much better a few seconds later.

Again closing her hand, she pointed her fore-finger toward her slowly
undulating vaginal slit and moved her hand closer to the forbidden
area. Closer, closer ... until finally, she was there, her finger
resting in the softly curling strands of her cunt hair. There, as the
juicy little opening throbbed hotly around her finger, she retracted it
quickly, moving it along her thigh as she parted her legs widely. With
one hand still massaging her breast, she opened her other hand and drew
it lightly along the quivering flesh of her inner thigh, inching again
closer to her achingly burning pussy mouth, her body beginning to
thrash as it rebelled against the teasing she was giving it.

With her fingers barely touching the soft, supple skin along the valley
between her legs, she could feel ripples of lasciviousness course
through her whole body as she came closer and closer again to the
forbidden area of her slowly gyrating cunt, and she forced her whole
body to thrash lightly as she undulated and revolved her hips.

Her mind was spinning with a million delirious delights and she closed
her eyes to blot out everything except the deep and total satisfaction
she knew she would get when she first wormed her middle finger up into
the warmly seeping slit upon which it was advancing. Opening her hand,
she rapidly slipped her palm around the fleecy golden hair of her pussy
mound and screwed her middle digit deeply down into the warmly gushing
softness there, forcing it between her cunt lips and pressing her hand
tightly against the curling softness between her thighs as she tucked
it as deeply into her open cunt walls as she could.

Instantly her mind was awash with a million searing blazes of white hot
flame, destroying every thought except the piercing, lust-inciting
feeling of her finger deep in her cunt. Again and again she plunged her
fingers into the seething abyss, moistening her thighs and pubic hair
with the sweet, honeyed juices of her finger tucking actions. She
wormed another finger into the hotly palpitating little cunt hole, and
another and still another, driving and screwing her whole hand through
the wide-stretched and blissfully gripping pussy mouth. Her fingers
teased and stroked hotly at the walls deep within her pussy, and they
made lewd, wet little sucking sounds as she moved her hand in and out
of the cuntal sluice coating the whole lower region with the hot film
of her cum.

Her other hand was massaging her breast, pulling and squeezing it
hungrily and violently, kneading the soft mound of flesh and pressing
the hard, cherry size nipple harshly against the palm of her hand. She
opened and closed her hand against the pliant mound, and with each
constriction, a fresh wave of licentious sexual desire rippled and
coursed through her lust-wracked body. She brought her legs tightly
together, trapping her hand deep in her tightly clasping young pussy as
wave after wave of bliss seared through her naked form and centered in
her nakedly grinding loins.

Her hand battered and plunged against the sex-sensitive walls of her
cunt, and she imagined that she was being fucked not by that last guy,
but by her new step-brother, David. She imagined that he was about to
pounce on her body with the fury of a thousand jungle beasts and ravish
her cunt with all his sexual fury. Her lust controlled mind accepted
the vision of the young boy tucking wildly on top of her, and she made
low, throaty moans of wanton pleas to fuck harder to her imaginary
lover.

"Yes. Yes. Fuck me, David. Fuck me. Fuck ... Hard!"

She removed her cum covered hand from her voraciously gripping cunt and
raced it along her bed to the vibrator, gripping it tightly as though
it were a searing cock ready to fuck deep up into the excited depths of
her aroused and hungry pussy. Turning it on, she was overcome with the
soft, sensual vibrations passing from the eight inches of thick, soft
plastic through her hand. A strange soothing feeling came over her as
she brought the tip of the artificial cock to the front of her neck,
touching the soft, silky skin with the electrically quivering machine.
Her whole body was like a sponge, soaking up the soothing feelings
emanating from the quietly vibrating thing, and she was relaxed to a
completely languid state as she felt her whole being turn into a hotly
melting pool of sexual butter, washing and waving with the totality of
the delicate sensations coursing through her body.

She moved the dildo along her body to the valley between the mounds of
her breasts, and shuddered as she encircled one nakedly throbbing tit,
running the tip of sensually vibrating cock around the base of the
lust-swollen mound, inching it closer and closer to the nipple covered
summit until, finally, she touched the sensitive breast bud with the
searing tip of the almost alive vibrator. At the first contact of the
tip to her torrid nipple, she stiffened her body and allowed the
lascivious sensations to careen through her body in lascivious little
ripples of hotly rising desire.

The machine hummed softly in her hand, and her body heat had turned the
cool plastic into a hot cock, stiff and angry like a real cock would
be. Its effects were no longer soothing. Each second increased the
mounting excitement churning within her loins, and her legs butterflied
open again, begging that she ram the stiff, hard artificial penis far
up into her hungry cunt. She could hold herself back no longer. Taking
a deep breath, she moved the dildo along her flat, quivering belly
flesh in small, delicious circles, each time coming closer and closer
to the undulating and thrashing cuntal orifice between her openly
spread thighs. Massive amounts of heated love juices were gushing from
her parted pussy lips, and her pubic region was shaking and trembling
with the eager anticipation of plunging the thing deep up into the
greedily seething folds. Closer and closer she circled her vibrator,
coming into contact with the top-most fleecy wisps of her blonde pussy
hair, inching along the upper base of her inverted, cum-glistening
triangle, until, at last, the hand heated tip of the nearly alive
plastic cock touched the opening of her wetly seeping pussy opening.

Just this initial contact was as though a red-hot poker had been thrust
into her cunt, and she was overcome with the delirious waves of
sensual, sexual delight that consumed her whole mind and raged wildly
throughout her body. Her thighs came together again, and she moved the
love-producing cock along the tight, narrow valley between her legs,
sending the artificial penis along her creamy-soft thigh flesh to her
knees as she aroused every molecule of her being. The totality of her
arousment was complete as she allowed her hand to drift sensually along
the writhing legs, pulling the searing plastic cock closer and closer
to the thrashing and revolving cuntal area, and she opened her legs,
knowing that she would not be able to resist tucking the thing deep up
into her impatiently palpitating pussy lips any longer.

Laying flat on her back, she drew up her knees and dropped them out to
either side of her body, fully exposing her burning cuntal orifice to
the creeping plastic penis she was moving along one inner thigh.
Ripples of delight were searing through her undulating hips, and, while
her other hand returned to her breast, she lifted her head and bent her
back, inserting the turbid nipple into the warm confines of her mouth,
licking at the rock hard nipple with her hot, wet tongue and engulfing
as much of it as she could between her eagerly sucking lips.

Again her body was shocked rigid with this fresh addition of sexual
delight searing through her, and for a brief moment she halted the
advance of the plastic cock to her loins as she delighted in the
sensuous sensations rippling from her mouth-trapped tit. Her tongue
lashed and whipped at the burgeoned breast bud, and she sucked and
licked at the tender fleshy mound, dripping saliva as she made lewd wet
sucking noises with her greedy mouth. She reveled in the sex-wracking
sensations searing through her anxious body, and she could actually
feel as though it were David's mouth that had nearly swallowed her
heated breast, that it was his tongue pressing tightly against the
sensitive nipple bud, wrapping around the bright red pebble of delight
and lashing at it with his wetly swirling fourteen-year-old tongue.

Finally, even this proved to be too much for her to control. The
burning, smoldering fires in her vagina were begging for relief, and
they would wait no longer. Her hand began to move of its own accord,
pulling the vibrating penis closer and closer to her openly waiting
little cunt-hole ...

As she touched the full opening of her lewdly stretched pussy opening,
wave after wave of intense wanton bliss washed through her loins, and
her cunt lips dilated wide to reach out and nibble impatiently at the
teasingly pulsing plastic. Touching the seething opening with the tip
of her artificial cock, she jerked her hips desperately up against it
and plunged the vibrator deeply into the hungrily gripping walls of her
hotly aroused cunt.

As the full eight inches wormed far up between her open thighs, it
vibrated wildly, washing her body in a delirious sea of lustful
delight. The plastic felt soothing in her pussy depths, and she
undulated her hips against the imaginary lover as she tucked it again
and again up into the seething chamber of her cunt. She drove it fully
to the hilt, rubbing her hand along the soft fringe of hair rimming her
cuntal slit. Her hand becoming covered with the rush of her hotly
seeping feminine juices.

She breathed deeply and in gasps, matching her heaving gasps with the
rhythm of her plunging hand and her undulating hips. It was as though
David was bouncing up and down on her love wracked body trying with all
his might to literally fuck her hot little tits off.

Her whole cunt blazed as she suddenly added two fingers of her other
hand deep up into her pussy beside the dildo and her cunt lips were
stretched more than they had ever been before more than even with the
thickest cock she had ever had fuck her. She was mentally lost in a
world of visions, and she called out to her picture of David, bobbing
his nakedly flailing young ass up and down, driving his cock deeper and
deeper up into her finger and dildo filled cunt.

"Yes, David. Fuck my pussy like that! Fuck it hard! Fuck, fuck, fuck!

She plunged and rammed the artificial cock as deeply into the seething
folds of her cunt as she could, pressing the humming tip of the
dripping plastic far up against her hardened cervix inside, ramming the
slippery pole wildly around in her inner belly. And with every contact
of the searing vibrating thing, another wave of delirious delight
rippled through her wantonly thrashing body, bursting through her lust-
controlled pussy and flooding her gyrating cuntal mound with glistening
droplets of her wetly flowing cum. She screwed still another finger
into her hungrily grinding cunt-mouth to the blissful agony she had
brought upon herself, and she jerked and bucked her hips randomly as
she felt the added thickness sear through her pussy and force her
vaginal walls to tighten as they held back her surging flooding orgasm.
Each brutal thrust of the humming device added still more internal
pressure to the ever mounting wave of cum she was creating, and she
knew that if she did not have her release soon, she would go insane.

Her hips were thrashing wildly with the mounting sexual delight, and
she tossed her head from side to side as she cried out in utter
delight.

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uhhhhhhh."

She tightened her inner cunt muscles to hold the hotly seething fluids
up inside her aroused pussy for as long as she could, but it was
becoming impossible to deny her body the total experience she wanted so
badly. She had brought herself to the point of no return. She fucked
the long sensuously vibrating dildo again and again in between the
hotly gushing folds of her cum-soaked cunt with eye blurring speed and
she gyrated and revolved her hips wildly, her head thrashing on her
pillow, tossing her long, blonde hair from side to side, covering her
sweating face and placing loose strands in her open mouth. Finally, she
stiffened her whole body as she felt irresistible explosion of her
orgasm start careening wildly up from her pussy. Taking a deep breath,
she tightened her vaginal muscles and drove the cum-lubricated pole
totally into her burning cunt, and lifted her blazing hips off the bed,
groaned out a long, low, lascivious cry of unadulterated lust.

"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!!"

Her whole body was a blazing, seething mass of wetly rushing orgasmic
frenzy. Again and again she felt her vaginal muscles constrict,
flooding the bedding and her hand in a torrential tide of her hotly
bursting young pussy juices.

Finally, she was finished, her aching young pussy lips allowing her to
slow her movements, her mind once again gaining control of her lust
wracked body. She continued fucking the plastic penis into her cunt,
but with each thrust, her motions became less and less violent, less
and less brutal. She pulled her fingers out from beside it and her
pussy lips welcomed the relief from their wide, un-natural stretching.
They clasped tightly the still slowly fucking dildo moving up between
her legs, but as she regained her breath, she knew that it was all
over. She lowered her legs and straightened her body, slowing the
plunging of her hand and inching the long, cum-slickened pole from her
slippery cuntal orifice. At last, she removed the vibrating tip,
running the well-oiled rod along the opening of her cunt and against
the cum-covered flesh of her still quivering thighs, covering her soft,
supple skin with the sweetness of her orgasm.

She let it linger there for a moment between her legs, then, brought
the heated plastic slowly up to her widely ovaled mouth, sucking it
deep into the back of her throat as she licked and sucked it eagerly,
delighting in the sweet, ambrosial wetness of her cunt still covering
the artificial cock. It was warm and sensuous in her mouth, and she
delighted in the cunt-juice taste as it trickled off the still
vibrating length down into her eagerly swallowing throat. She licked
out several times with her tongue, sucking and licking as though she
was sucking an excitedly cumming cock. She plunged the heated mass of
hardness deep into her throat and closed her full, luscious lips around
it while she massaged her breast with her other cum-soaked hand in a
quick after play.

Finally, she was completely satiated, and she allowed the machine to
slip from her hand after she had turned it off. She laid in the cum-
flooded bed, letting her thoughts wander where they would. She was not
surprised to find that they drifted to David. She really wanted his
cock in her cunt, and she knew that she would be able to seduce him
into tucking her. Even though she had been there for only a day and her
Uncle and Aunt hadn't even set up their furniture yet, she knew that
David liked to walk around in the woods behind the house. In fact, that
was where she had first seen him, playing with the frogs and
grasshoppers beside the small pond. When school started, he would make
friends to replace those he had left behind when his mother and step-
father moved to Courtland. But for now, he was a lonely boy on the
brink of adolescence, which, she reminded herself, was the height of a
male's sexual potency. She would really enjoy turning him on with her
experienced young body, and she rolled over onto her side and drifted
asleep, thinking of the best and quickest way to approach the young
boy.

Chapter 3

It was hardly fair, thought Ann to herself. Here it was, only the
second day they were living in their new home, and Larry had invited
his new boss and his wife to a house warming party. Things just weren't
ready for something like this, she told herself. She was hardly used to
the house and already she had been asked to make dinner for six and the
addition of Larry's young niece didn't help matters any. There was
something about the girl Ann didn't understand, though she couldn't
quite put her finger on it. The girl was definitely pushy, and the way
she looked at her son was almost lewd, to say the least.

And speaking of David, where was he? There was something about his
attitude that didn't ring true either. It must be because he had been
so quickly removed from his old friends and placed in a new
environment. She knew that he didn't like his new step-father, Larry,
very much, but that was something he would just have to grow out of.

As she stood near the kitchen sink, preparing potatoes for the dinner
later that night, her thoughts were interrupted as David bounded into
the kitchen.

"Hey, Mom," he said, his face betraying the hidden joy he was feeling,
"whatcha doin?"

"Good morning, David," answered Ann. "I'm making supper for tonight.
We're having company. Larry's new boss and his wife."

"He shouldn't make you do that right after we moved in," said David,
his voice changing to a deep, sullen mood.

"Now, honey," soothed Ann. "He wants to make a good impression on his
new boss. After all, we are the new people here, and we must make
allowances for them. Besides," she continued, holding her son by the
sides of his head as she smoothed his hair, "you and Karen will be
there, and I don't want you to do anything that might make things go
badly for him."

"I'll try, mother," he said, looking down at his feet and hoping that
she would not notice that his cock had ballooned out as she touched his
head. Suddenly he wanted to leave, to be by himself.

"I think I'm going out to the pond," he said pulling himself away from
his mother.

"Don't get too dirty," she called after him, returning to her work.

David hardly heard her. He was too wrapped up in a cloud of conflicting
thoughts, and he wanted to be alone while he tried to collect them. The
pond some fifty yards behind the old home was virtually secluded, and
he saw no other houses that might supply other visitors to interrupt
his thoughts. His cock was still tight in his pants, and he slipped his
hand down and re-adjusted the burgeoned mass. He sat down at the edge
of the pond and tried to take some form of solace in the clear, placid
water.

* * *

Karen was watching him from her third floor bedroom window through a
small clearing in the woods. She noticed that her room was the only one
in the house that had a view of the pond, and she reasoned that it was
better that way. Now she wouldn't be caught. There were no other houses
in the immediate area, and that was good too. When she went to David,
they would be all alone, and that was the best of all. She went to the
mirror and made sure that she looked just the way she wanted in her
tight jeans and loose work shirt, tied around her waist and unbuttoned
just enough to reveal as much of her creamy-white breasts, as she cared
without seeming too obvious. After all, she wanted to tease him into
fucking her, not scare him away. Rushing her hair, she touched up the
barest hint of lip stick she wore and bounced down the stairs and out
of the house.

* * *

David was lost in his thoughts. He certainly didn't like what Larry was
doing to his mother, and he knew that he would never be able to hide
his feelings at the dinner later in the day. He began to take out his
hostilities on a grasshopper he found, trapping it with a long stick.
Finally he let it go as he came to the conclusion that there was
nothing he could do about the situation he found himself in. Besides
him smoldering dislike for Larry, his balls were aching, and his cock
had not become smaller after he left his mother. He had managed to get
a quick glance at her supple breasts before he turned his head to the
floor, and the memory of her erect little nipples pressing tightly
against her bra burned in his mind. He wanted to do the same thing now
that he had done when he had listened to Larry fucking his mother the
day before, but somehow he knew that it was wrong, wrong to touch
yourself there. What would his mother think if she knew what he had
done?

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted as he thought he heard a
disturbance behind him. He turned his body to the direction of the
sound, and watched with a strange eagerness as he saw his new cousin
Karen, bounding through the thick brush.

"Good morning, David," she sang as she slowed her movements toward him
to a near stop. "Am I interrupting anything?"

David was tongue-tied. This was something he had never dreamed of, and
suddenly the thoughts of his mother faded from his mind. His month hung
open as he gazed at the sensuous girl standing not ten feet away. He
could feel his cock grow even larger in his pants as he looked with a
strange desire at the skin-tight pants and revealing shirt she was
wearing. It was all he could do to keep from staring openly at the
firm, full mounds of flesh that were practically exposed to his eyes.
If he looked hard enough, he could see her bright red nipples resting
tightly on her creamy-white breasts, and it looked as though she was
revolving her hips slightly for some reason. Her movements forced her
jeans tightly against her vagina, and her thin little pussy slit was
clearly outlined beneath her crotch.

"N ... n ... no, you weren't interrupting anything," stammered the
young boy. "I was just sitting here thinking."

"Thinking about what?" she said in a teasing voice as she glided her
body closer to him, finally standing almost against him, her denim
covered thigh nearly touching his flushing face.

"Oh, nothing special. Larry and my mother and things."

"Things?" she asked, lowering her body and mentally noting that David's
glance was fixed on her almost fully exposed breasts. "What things?"

David was finding it hard to think. His eyes were glued to her soft,
luscious breasts, and as she lowered her body beside his, he could see
perfect the sex-taut, bright red nipples at the summit of the warm
fleshy mounds. As she sat completely, she leaned toward, and he noticed
that another button had popped open her titties looking as though she
was wearing nothing at all on top. He wanted to reach out and touch
her, grab her breasts and feel all over her naked body the way he knew
Larry had felt his mother's, but he was held in utter fear.

Karen smiled to herself as she almost read the boy's thoughts. He
really was a shy one. Well, that would have to change.

"I'll bet you were thinking about your mother and Larry and when
they're in bed together," she said as seductively as she could. She
smiled as she saw his face turn a beet-red in embarrassment, and he
finally managed to turn his gaze away from her luscious young tits.

"Yeah, sort of," he said. He wanted her to go away. She wasn't making
his thinking any easier.

"I was thinking about them too," she said, her voice suddenly sounding
warm and understanding. "I was thinking about how happy they can make
each other."

Suddenly, David's emotions welled up inside of him, and he could hold
them back no longer.

"I hate him," he snapped. "I don't care if he is your uncle. I hate him
more than I hate anyone else in the world."

He was surprised at her reaction. He thought she might try and defend
him, but instead, she said nothing for a moment.

"I don't really care for him all that much myself," she said finally.
"And judging from what I know about him, I don't like the way he'll be
treating your mother. We women have to stick together, you know."

He didn't quite know what to make of what she said, but he did know he
liked hearing it. Perhaps she wasn't so bad after all and he suddenly
wanted to know more about her. "What are you going to take in college?"
he asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, I don't know," she said. "Mostly I'm going to meet a lot of
people, particularly boys. I hear that college boys really know how to
show a girl a good time."

Again David's cock pulsed in his pants, and he shifted his weight to
relieve the mounting pressure building in his teenage balls below. He
was still turned away from her, afraid to look at her breasts for fear
of what she would think of him.

"H ... have you dated many boys?" he stammered, trying to hold up his
end of their crazy conversation. Karen decided that it was time to make
her move.

"A few," she cooed, reaching out with her hands and lightly gripping
the sides of his face. "Why don't you turn around so I can look into
your eyes while I talk to you?"

Even though he didn't want to, he suddenly became limp at her touch,
and he allowed her to revolve his body facing her. No sooner had he
looked into her pale blue eyes than she bent toward him and pressed a
firm wet kiss on his open mouth. For what seemed like an eternity she
held him against her, squirming her tongue deeply into the surprised
young boy's mouth and pressing it tightly against the back of his
throat. Her hands worked the skin of his face, and his arms were
hanging loosely at his sides. At last she released his head, and she
moved her self back from him a little, a wicked little smile coming
across her face. David was awe struck. Sure, he had kissed a few girls,
but never like that. His mouth was hanging open and for a moment his
mind was a blank. He truly didn't know what to think.

His thoughts were even more muddled when Karen took one of his hands in
hers and slipped it into her shirt, pressing his palm tightly against
her body until she was sure he wouldn't take it away, then she moved
her own hand to his crotch, laying it lightly along the massive ridge
growing in his pants.

"You know what I want?" she asked, striking lightly his burgeoned penis
through his pants. David wanted to say something, but his mouth was too
dry to talk. He knew what she wanted all right, as she was making it
painfully obvious, but he wasn't sure he could actually go through with
it. Again Karen smiled as she watched the boy's dilemma.

"Cat got your tongue?" she said as she used her other hand to unbutton
her shirt completely. "All right then, I'll tell you what I want. I
want to have you fuck me, right here and now, and I won't take no for
an answer."

David had no intentions of refusing her. It was just that everything
was coming so suddenly. He could feel his heart pounding heavily in his
chest, and as she opened her shirt, he found that his hand was
constricting tightly around the smooth fleshy mound of her naked tit,
squeezing it and releasing as he actually delighted in the hardness of
her sex-tight nipple pressing tightly against his palm.

"Now you got it," she cooed. "You just do what comes naturally and
everything will be perfect."

She reached from his leg to the belt buckle and unfastened it, running
her hand along his zipper and pulling it down. David stood up and
allowed his pants to drop to the ground and rapidly removed his cock
stretched shorts. Standing before her half naked, he sighed wantonly as
she also stood up and peeled her clothing from her body, squirming out
of her tight pants and arching her back as she pulled her shirt from
her full, luscious breasts, dropping her clothing on top of David's.
She gasped at the luscious little size of the young penis that was
thrusting from between his legs. It was obvious that he had never
fucked a girl before, judging from the way he found it impossible to
control his cock when he was standing naked before a woman. Despite his
youth, his cock was becoming a thick, hard looking spear jutting from
his lightly hairy legs, ready to fuck passionately up into the thin,
curl-fringed little hole Karen was of faring to him. She could see his
innocent young cock flesh seethe and pulse in his sexual arousal, and
the tip was like a red, rubber ball, balanced on top of the excitedly
throbbing columns. The sight of her trim young nakedness was turning
his prick into a heated rod of sexual delight, purple and swollen with
his desire-throbbing blood pumping through it. Karen wanted to feel it
ramming in and out of her cunt, wanted to feel the amazing length reach
deep into her pussy and fill her' belly with his searing, burning
sperm. She couldn't wait any longer. She had to have him fuck her with
it now.

Moving her body against his quivering flesh, she encircled his naked
waist with her arms, pulling him tightly against her, pressing his
thick, hot cock firmly against her naked belly and allowing her breasts
to flatten as they rubbed against his smooth chest. She understood what
it would be like to have a young virgin boy fuck her now. His passions
would be so heated and uncontrollable that she knew she would be swept
away in the fiery force of his lust, and that was what she wanted.

David was certain he was in heaven. He had dreamed about a beautiful
girl coming up to him and actually begging him to fuck her, but he
never thought it would come true. For a brief moment he thought it
would be cheating on his mother if he fucked his older cousin, but that
thought passed quickly from his mind as he allowed his eyes to wander
over this, his first real sight of a naked girl. Her hair was long,
full and pale blonde, reaching nearly to her waist. Her eyes were soft
and a gentle blue, heightened by her classically high cheek-bones. Her
face was full and round, the cheeks dimpled slightly as she smiled,
watching him drink in her total sensuous beauty. Her neck was tong and
graceful, and her breasts were two supple, luscious mounds of flesh,
the turgid, bright red nipples gazing back at him like two eyes. The
breasts were large and swollen with the flood of her lust-aroused
blood, and David remembered how soft they had felt when she had placed
his hand against one of them. They were creamy-white and silky smooth,
resting on her heaving chest like melons ripe for the picking. Farther
down, her belly was smooth and flat, curving gracefully at her flaring
hips, hips that were well-rounded without being the least bit fatty.
The inward pucker of her navel was like a fleshy hole, set deep in the
luscious, silky skin of her belly, and finally, there, down there,
where she was the most a woman, the dainty, blonde hair, fringed hole
of her naked pussy, already palpitating as she lowered her naked body
onto the ground, opened her thighs, and showed David the pink, cum-
glistening lips of her hungry vagina. She spread her legs in a tacit
invitation for him to thrust his swollen cock deep into her quivering
cunt, an invitation David was a little hesitant in accepting.

"What's the matter?" she asked, sitting up and resting on the back of
her arms as she looked at the confused boy. "Don't you want to fuck
me?"

"No ... it's just that ..."

David was stymied. There was no reason he could think of not to crawl
up between her legs and fuck her right then and there. After all, it
was what she wanted, and it was what he wanted too. Pulling his shirt
from his well-built chest, he lowered his body next to hers, still
unable to believe his incredible luck. He rested on his side, his eyes
fixed on her already hotly flexing little cunt, his hands passing
lightly across her naked belly, delighting in the sensual sensations of
his first real contact with nude female flesh. It was like nothing he
had ever imagined, nothing he had ever dreamed of, and he found the new
feeling rippling up through his fingertips delightful. He wanted to
miss nothing, wanted to feel everything.

He lowered his body closer to hers and pressed his lips tightly against
hers, driving his tongue deeply into her throat as she had done to him
before, thrilling at the lascivious sensation it caused. Keeping his
body from resting too heavily on hers, he ran his hand along the
supple, pliant skin of her neck and reached the mound of one luscious,
naked tit. Palming it, he squeezed it as he had once before, only this
time he did it slowly and deliberately, closing his fingers into the
soft, warm gland. Her nipple was tight and hard, and he tapered his
fingers around her breast, closing the tips of his virgin fingers
around the budding hardness of her nipple. He was a little surprised at
what happened.

His older cousin stiffened her body and brought her hands into play,
reaching along his muscled body and gripping tightly around his heavily
throbbing young cock. For a moment, David was startled. No woman had
ever touched him there, and he was somewhat embarrassed. But soon that
passed away as he felt her warm, slender fingers pull lightly at his
prick, stroking it slowly and lavishly. And then a thought hit David.
She was doing the same thing to him that he had done to himself. She
was pulling and stroking his cock just the way he had been doing
yesterday when he had heard Larry and his mother fucking in the
bedroom, with much the same result.

Instinctively, his hand left her breast and coursed down her body,
burying itself in the fleecy mound of her pubic hair and fingering the
openly spread slit of her warm, moist vagina. It was wet and soft as
his finger slithered into it, pressing tightly against the now hungrily
clasping lips of her vagina, and he liked the sensations. Moving his
hand farther down her cunt, he wormed his middle fuck finger deeply
into the cum-lubricated well of her cunt, reaching with it as far up
inside as he could while the palm of his hand massaged her whole pubic
area. Her hips were lifting and failing against his tensely fucking
finger, and she opened her legs a little farther, stretching her cuntal
opening to the delirious plunging of his hand. He wormed another finger
into her cunt, and again drove his tongue deeply into her mouth,
delighting as she licked against his with her own tongue. Her hand was
moving more and more rapidly along his cock, and he could feel the
rising flood of liquid fire pressing against his naked cock tip. It was
like nothing he had ever felt before, the gentle stroking hand of a
woman pulling and moving his cock the way Karen was, and he was sure
that he would love whatever else she had in mind for him.

His own hand was working more and more furiously, fucking in and out of
her sensuously undulating young cunt, and she suddenly closed her legs
tightly, trapping his hand deep within the moist confines of her tight
little pussy. She rubbed her legs tightly against each other, covering
her thighs and David's hand in a warm, sticky film of her wetly seeping
feminine juices. He was nearly on top of her now, and he was able to
reach out with his other hand and engulf her breast, enclosing the
mound of luscious flesh fully in his widely spread fingers,
constricting and opening his hand as he forced her to cry out in
lustful agony.

"Oh, yes, David. Finger fuck my cunt! Finger it deep!!"

Her words excited David even more. He had never expected a girl to say
such things, and then he remembered his mother saying almost the same
thing the day before. But again the thoughts of his mother were washed
away as Karen sat up and bent over to surround his cock with the wetly
glistening oval of her hungrily nibbling lips. Pulling her cunt away
from the finger-fucking it was receiving, she lowered her head between
his legs and engulfed his swollen penis, sucking it deeply into the
seething, cunt-like tunnel of her mouth, lashing at it with her hot,
wet tongue.

David was completely shocked by this action, though he did nothing to
stop her. It felt so good having her mouth sucking his cock and he
wanted her to keep on sucking it as long as she could. He had never
felt anything like it before, and he could feel that his sperm would
not be long in coming. The mounting pressures were building fiercely
against the excitedly glowing head of his penis deep within her mouth,
and he undulated his hips, driving his cock hard against the back of
her throat. Again and again he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into
her gullet, thinking that she would gag with the size of flesh she was
trying to swallow.

Karen loved to suck cocks, but all too often, the boys she knew would
rather cum in her cunt than her mouth and let her swallow it. But here
was fresh ground, a fourteen year old who would let her do anything she
wanted, and love every second of it. Her mouth was forced open
painfully as she engulfed the seething mass of flesh driving against
the back of her throat, and she delighted in the pulsing, throbbing it
was making as she ran her tongue along the turgid length of the lust-
heated cock. Reaching down with her hands, she enclosed his two, sperm
laden balls and lifted them gracefully, touching the loose skin of his
scrotum against the softness of her chin. She could feel David stiffen
his body as she continued to whip at the mushroom shaped head of his
cock with her lust-stiffened tongue, driving the searing wet organ
around the base of his cock head. Removing the slippery pole from her
mouth, she resumed her stroking, kissing and licking the nearly purple
mass of love-heated flesh with her lightly lipsticked-rimmed lips.

David had pressed his hands at the sides of her head, holding her
tightly against his pubic region, forcing her to take into her mouth as
much of his cock as she was able, and he was truly disappointed when
she finally removed her lips from his nearly cumming penis, and he
moaned softly as he tried to slip his cock back inside her mouth.

"No, please, I like that a lot. Do it some more."

She smiled at his pleas, knowing he would love it, but she had better
things in mind for the virgin youngster.

"I bet you would rather put that cock in my cunt instead of my mouth,"
she cooed, knowing that his mind was a whirl of utter confusion and
that she could suck him to cumming in her mouth many times later.

She was right about that. David was totally unable to collect his
thoughts at the swirling ideas running through his mind. Everything was
happening so quickly. His cock was aching with the pressure of his
sperm pressing against the bulbous head of his prick, and the fact that
his own cousin wanted him to ram his cock into her wetly seeping young
cunt was something he couldn't quite fathom. It was nothing he had ever
done before, and he wasn't sure if he would do the right thing.

"Well," said Karen, laying back and spreading her long and luscious
legs, exposing the quivering pink pussy lips to his steely gaze. He was
completely transfixed at the sight of her nakedly spread pussy, and he
was completely unable to move.

Sensing his problem, she reached out to his limply hanging arm and
pulled him down to her, forcing him against her luscious body. That was
all the incentive he needed. The age-old instincts took hold of him,
and he began moving like an old pro. Instead of just laying on top of
her, he raised his body and knelt between her lewdly spread thighs,
holding his thickly throbbing young cock in one hand and looking at her
deep, pale blue eyes.

He teased the tip of his cock along the hotly seething slit of her
cunt, resisting the temptation to fuck it immediately up into the
softly waiting folds of her pussy. She reached out to his face and
stroked his head lightly as she looked deep into his eyes, knowing that
she would have to prod him along no more. He may have been feeling his
way along before, but he was in control now, and that was all she
needed.

Running his cock along her hungrily nibbling little pussy opening, he
could feel the moist, sensuous heat that was pouring from between her
legs. Then suddenly, he had an idea. If she could suck his cock, he
could lick her pussy. Did he dare? What would she think? What would it
be like? There was only one way to find out, and that was to actually
do it. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he backed away from
between her thighs and lowered his face, pressing it tightly up against
the cum-dripping slit of her cunt, lashing out with his tongue to see
how she liked the idea of having her cunt licked. He was pleasantly
rewarded with lascivious coos coming from her mouth in low, hoarse
moans. 'So,' he thought, 'she likes it. Let's see if I can really turn
her on.'

He buried his face deep in the fleecy softness of her pussy mound and
opened his mouth, placing it tightly against the cuntal orifice.
Inhaling the deep, female aroma emanating from her hotly seething
vagina, he screwed his tongue up inside as deeply as he could, running
the tip of his love-stiff organ against the cum-coated walls of her
hot, moist vagina. He licked at the sweet syrup pouring from her cunt
and lashed at the palpitating lips, making lewd little slurping noises
as he wormed his tongue deeper and deeper into the gushing folds of her
hotly aroused pussy. it was delicious, and he enjoyed drinking as much
of her cum as he could. He could feel her whole body bucking and
jerking against his face, and he brought his hands firmly against the
insides of her luscious, creamy smooth thighs to hold her steady,
inching his fingers along the silky skin, closer and closer to the
hair-fringed circle of her tongue-filled vaginal hole.

Karen was in a state of ecstasy. She had never dreamed that her young,
fourteen year old cousin would actually lick and suck her cunt, and she
was glad he had thought of it on his own. Her whole vaginal area was
burning with the dancing and lapping of a million tiny flickers of
intense heat, and each time he whipped at the sensitive pink lips of
her seeping, searing pussy, she was awash in the all-consuming fire
raging throughout her loins. She tossed her head in maddened frenzy,
and raced her arms to David's head, gripping his tightly and holding
him against the hotly quivering mouth of her vagina, forcing him to
drive his pleasure giving tongue deeper and deeper into the blazing
chamber between her hungrily writhing legs. She undulated her hips
against his face, moving them in the rhythm of fucking up and down
along his stiff, wet organ. She had never been licked with such force
and totality, and she was determined to enjoy every lascivious second
of the maddening act. She was making lewd, throaty moans of utter
delight as she could fed her rising cum press painfully against the
tortured lips of her cunt, and she gritted her teeth to hold her
seething juices in her pussy chamber, prolonging her coming orgasm for
as long as she could.

Finally, David wrenched his face away from the palpitating lips, his
mouth covered with the thick, sweet fluids pouring freely from her
burning pussy opening. He licked the juices from his lips, and gazed
down at the twittering girl with a sadistic smile on his cum-covered
lips.

"Now I'm gonna fuck my cock up into your hot cunt," he hissed, and
Karen smiled through the hotly searing desire that was washing through
her mind. She had waited so long for this, and now it was going to
happen. Her legs opened as far as she could force them, exposing her
deliciously quivering pussy fully in anticipation of his first forceful
and brutal inward fuck.

He knelt between her nakedly splayed thighs and again gripped his
heavily burgeoning young cock tightly in his hand, running the bulbous
mushroom along the seeping, gushing slit, smiling to himself as he
watched her force her hips against him in an effort to engulf his penis
with the hungrily flaring lips of her aroused cunt. He pulled back on
his knees, preventing her from grinding it up on his red-hot hardness
until he was ready. With his free hand, again he teased his fuck finger
up into the wet, slippery little mouth, spreading it wider as he
prepared to drive his thick young penis fully in it up to the hilt.

At last, he was ready. Removing his finger, he placed the tip of his
cock against the eagerly pulsing opening and slipped his swollen young
hardness slowly up into the tight little hole. Farther and farther he
drove his cock into her, inch by cunt-stretching inch until he had
driven his full length into the greedily churning depths of her belly,
touching with the near glowing head the soft sensual walls at the back
of her cuntal chamber. When he was at last deeply imbedded in her
vagina, he lowered his body down on top of her and began fucking with
the full force of his lust-driven young hips, again and again driving
his cock into the sensitively gripping walls of her hotly boiling cunt.

Maybe because of his young age, his cock was more exciting and hard
than any Karen had ever had fucking her, and she was enjoying the
blissful agony caused by his pussy-stretching enthusiasm. And as his
cock tucked deeper and deeper up into her, she gasped and hissed
between her tightly clenched teeth as a wave of intensely delightful
pleasure washed through her nakedly quivering form.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"

As soon as he had established the quick little fucking motions, she
undulated her hips to match his, driving her lower body down against
his deeply fucking hardness with the same brutal force he fucked it
into her. She timed her motions perfectly, matching his thrusts with
hers, and withdrawing her cunt as he pulled his penis along the
slippery folds of her cunt for yet another brutal inward thrust. Again
and again their naked young bodies smashed together, her lust-swollen
breasts flattening sensuously against his hairless chest, her aching
nipples rubbing against his smooth skin, sending wave after searing
wave of surging delight coursing through her breasts and racing to the
swelling fires raging deep within her cunt below. She reached out with
her hands and firmly gripped his rhythmically bouncing buttocks,
holding him tightly against her hungrily slapping pussy opening and
pulling his cock as deeply into her as was possible. She grunted aloud
and revolved her hips in lewd little circles to accent the inward
thrusts of his penis in her vaginal passage, and she clenched the hotly
gripping walls of her burning pussy against the searing, torching rod
sunk so deep within her as tightly as she could.

Each thrust was like being in a sexual heaven. Her mind was gripped in
a sheet of blazing flame as she thrashed her nakedly sweating body
faster and faster, losing the rhythm and jerking her body about beneath
him in mindless abandonment. Her hips were moving with a blurring
speed, her pussy lips slapping against the freely swinging balls at the
base of David's deeply fucking cock and making lewd, wet sluicing
noises as her motions smeared her hotly oozing young cum all around in
the tangled curls of their tightly enmeshed pubic hairs.

David was beyond himself in the total pleasure of his first fuck, and
he too broke the fucking rhythm, bobbing his ass in deeply driving
thrusts, his heavily throbbing young fourteen year old cock pumping
into her like a piston in an over worked steam engine. He could feel
the mounting pressures of his semen pushing against the bulbous head of
his penis, begging for relief, but he tightened his stomach muscles and
prevented his sperm from erupting too soon. He wanted this moment to
last forever, and he was determined to do just that. Again and again he
drove his cock in and out of the slippery, tightly clasping walls of
her vagina, driving his cock with a brutal force against the hotly
pulsing bottom of her belly so deep within her wetly gushing cuntal
folds.

Finally, he knew he could hold his thick, hot sperm in his cock no
longer. He gritted his teeth and breathed in hisses, driving his
burgeoned penis into her for one final thrust before it exploded.
Holding his cock deeply into the seething passage, pressing it tightly
against the bottom of her belly up inside, he arched his back and
tightened his whole body as his surging semen jetted from his
smoldering rod and glutted her cunt with the first torching rush of his
thick, milky-white cum. His cock was like a geyser in the hot, wet
folds of her pussy, jetting out his wetly creaming sperm into her hole
again and again in a seemingly unending flood of sexual juices.

Karen could feel the seething heat of his sperm splash heatedly against
her tightening vaginal walls, and she knew that she would no longer be
able to prevent her fine misty spray of cum from bursting out and
meeting his own wildly spewing jets of semen. As he arched his back and
drove the top of his cock hard up against her clitoral bud, she
tightened and stiffened her body, pressing her pussy down against his
loins and allowed her cum to gush out wetly against the heavily flowing
tide of his virile young sperm. Then she was crying out insanely,
wildly, as the intensity of her orgasm burst through her body in a
sheet of blinding, cunt-searing flame.

"Aaaaaarrrggghhh!

Her mind was blinded with a white-hot holocaust roaring crazily from
her mouth to her ,cunt, and her animal-like cry was muffled by the low-
hanging trees again and again as she thrashed and bucked her nakedly
gushing loins up hard against David's powerful young thighs. Her body
was covered in a fine film of sweat, and her pussy opening was flooded
to overflowing with their hotly mingled liquids of orgasm. It was
gushing wetly out onto her thighs and trickling down along the creamy
smooth flesh in a burning river of sexual passion.

But, his young balls still not empty, David again and again thrust his
heavily exploding cock into the hungrily churning depths of his older
cousin's cunt. He was blasting his sperm inward against the outwardly
rushing tide of the ocean of feminine juices, forcing his seething
sperm against the currents and eddies of her outwardly spurting cum.
Each time his prick exploded anew in the hungrily devouring walls of
her pussy, he felt a fresh wave of lascivious delight race through his
body. Their naked thighs banged and slapped together, making lewd
slurping noises as they fucked their trembling bodies to the point of
exhaustion, wringing and squeezing from their sexual organs every drop
of cum they could.

Finally, however, David began to slow his movements, easing up on the
violence with which he rammed his bursting cock into her cunt. Karen,
too, was allowing her body to slow, no longer able to keep up the
torrential flood of cum emanating from deep within her pussy. Ramming
and thrusting his cock slower and slower, David gasped for breath,
panting as he forced his slowly waning penis beyond normal limits until
he was just too exhausted to fuck her any longer. With a heavy, weighty
sigh, he collapsed on top of the still trembling and thrashing body
beneath him, his cock already beginning to shrivel and withdraw from
the still tightly gripping hole. His arms flayed out and he turned his
head, resting totally on the jerking body of Karen. At last he rolled
over, removing his weight from the gasping girl, his cock now limp and
lifeless, drooping along one cum-glistening thigh.

Karen's body was still gasping and jerking slightly, her still openly
spread cunt seeping oat small droplets and trickles of her cum and his
sperm, and she rubbed her thighs and cuntal lips together, smearing the
heated juices along the insides of her still sensitive skin. She bent
one leg at the knee and ran her hand down along her naked belly to her
quivering young pussy, inserting her finger and running it along the
seeping slit in a quick, much needed after-play, and she delighted in
the touch of David's hand joining hers at the opening of her cunt.
Together they slipped their fingers into the slippery, flooded opening,
teasing deeply up into the warm, wet slickness, while David's other
hand coursed along her belly to her heaving breasts, squeezing them and
pinching her still rock-hard nipples. At last, she was calm enough to
speak, though she could think of nothing to say that would express the
total satisfaction she was feeling. Each time David touched her body,
new waves of utter delight rippled through her breasts and cunt, and
she reached out with her cum-covered hand to stroke the now limp penis
drooping between his thighs.

Finally, even the delirious little ripples ceased flowing through her
body, and she was in full possession of her mind.

"Jesus," she hissed, gasping for air after their incredible fuck. "I
can't believe you've never fucked a girl before."

David raised his head and smiled boyishly.

"There's a first time for everyone," he said. "Besides, I had a good
teacher."

"We should do this a lot more often," she said, sitting up with legs
crossed.

"How about tonight?" he asked. "We could meet in my room when everybody
is doing whatever they want after dinner."

"That sounds good to me," she smiled her wicked little smile. "Besides,
a bed is much better than the ground."

Chapter 4

Despite the rush and confusion Ann had been under to fix dinner for the
evening, she found that she was all finished with quite a bit of time
to make herself ready. The day had been one hectic decision after
another, and with dinner due at seven thirty, she found that she would
be able to do nothing else at five o'clock, giving her close to two and
a half hours to calm down and rest. The August afternoon had been warm,
and Ann was feeling gritty and dirty. A shower would make her feel
better than anything else she could think of, and as there was no one
else in the house right now, she decided to get cleaned up.

She stepped into the shower and allowed the almost hot water to splash
against her naked skin, and relaxed immediately as her muscles unwound
and the grime washed from her smooth skin. The jets of water were so
comfortable that she wanted to stand in the shower forever. Lifting her
hands over her head, she cupped them around the spigot, letting the
water pour rather than blast along her silky smooth flesh, trickling
down her arms and around her breasts, flowing along her belly and
washing her thighs and shapely legs. She lathered her soap again and
again, never becoming bored at rinsing the bubbles from up between her
legs, and as the hot water relaxed her tense muscles, she massaged her
thighs and breasts, reveling in the loosening of her tight skin. She
allowed her mind to drift in the languid feeling. She had never met
Roy, Larry's boss, though Larry had told her quite a bit about him.
They had met once or twice when Larry had come to Cortland looking for
a job as an executive at the plastic's plant, and the two men had hit
it off right away. Larry hardly talked about Susan, Roy's wife, but if
half of what Larry had said about Roy was true, Susan would be
something special. According to Larry, Roy had impeccable taste and
would settle for nothing less than the best in everything. She was
really looking forward to meeting the couple, and as they lived less
than a nine away, Ann figured that they would be seeing a lot of each
other.

Finally stepping from the shower, she toweled down and, in a fit of
giggly boldness, walked the eight feet from the bathroom to her bedroom
in the nude, feeling invigorated as the air whipped at her naked body.
Walking to her closet, she looked at the mass of dresses she had
hanging up, trying to decide what she should wear. Larry had told her
to look her best, and that meant to wear something that was revealing
as possible without being actually under-dressed. Looking through her
wardrobe, she finally decided on a sky-blue chiffon dress, one that she
had worn only twice in her life, and only on special occasions. It had
a low, revealing neckline that showed much of her breasts, and the
bottom hem was a very sexy four inches above her knees. As she slipped
into her pink panties, she started to put her bra on, but remembered
that she could not wear a bra with the dress she had chosen. Far too
much of the lace would show. At first she was a little hesitant of
wearing something that revealing, but she put it out of her mind. Her
husband wanted her to look her best, and she knew that she would if she
wore the dress. Slipping the flimsy clothing over her head, she ran her
hands along the cloth to remove the slight wrinkles. She had put on a
pound or two since she last wore it, and while it was hardly enough to
ruin her shapely curves, it was enough to make the dress tighter on her
body, showing beautifully every curve of her luscious body.

Sitting in front of her mirror, she brushed her hair, noticing that she
hardly had to move at all to expose the red nipples of her full and
fleshy breasts, and she found her gaze fixing on the glans. Each
movement of her arms through her full, long hair rubbed the sensitive
breast buds against the soft cloth, and she was feeling, against her
will, a low, smoldering fire coursing through her body. It made her
feel more and more excited, and by the time she had finished brushing
her hair and rimming her lips with a flesh colored lipstick, she was
looking at herself in the mirror, she gasped at her sensual beauty. She
was very proud of her body, but even she was surprised at how good she
looked. Her breasts jutted from her chest, barely covered by the skimpy
cloth, and her legs were like tanned pillars underneath her nylons.
Slipping her feet into her high heels, she gave her hair one final
brush, and, as she heard the doorbell ring, sighed.

Gracefully gliding down the stairs to the door, she gave her hair one
final touch up before opening the door. Larry was standing in front of
the two other people, and as soon as he saw his wife, he gave a little
whistle and nodded slightly to her, indicating his approval of her
attire. Walking into the living room, he was followed by a man and a
woman.

"Honey," said Larry, turning to the couple behind him, "I'd like you to
meet Roy and his wife, Susan. People, this is Ann."

Roy's eyes were fixed on the nearly exposed breasts of Larry's wife,
and Ann could feel a little shiver run along her spine as she watched
him lewdly smile, as though he were stripping her with his cues and
loving what he saw. As Larry walked from the living room to the dining
room, Ann followed. somewhat glad to be away from Roy's lewd stare. She
wished she had worn something a little less revealing, but it was too
late to change anything now, and besides, she thought to herself, she
was probably imagining things. Susan was hardly a woman to be snubbed
for her lack of beauty. A shade taller than Ann, she wore her bright
red hair very well, and her dress was even more revealing than Ann's,
the plunging neckline cutting her black velvet gown nearly in half, and
the inner slit ran all the way from her ankles to the middle of her
thigh. It was much tighter on her than Ann's was, and Ann finally
realized that Roy must have been looking at her out of appreciation,
much the same way Larry was gazing at Susan now.

"As soon as Karen and David come down," said Ann to break the ice, "we
can eat."

"You have two children living here?" asked Roy, removing his eyes from
Ann's curvaceous body and lighting a cigarette. "Larry told me that you
only had a son."

"Karen is my niece," offered Larry. "She's going to the college in the
fall, and she asked if she could stay here, with us until school began.
We saw no reason not to have her here. After all," he said, lighting a
cigarette of his own, "this house is pretty big."

As soon as he finished explaining, David and Karen bounded into the
dining room, and the six of them sat down to eat.

* * *

"Dinner was absolutely superb," said Roy as he pushed his chair away
from the table in total satisfaction.

"Thank you," said Ann, lowering her head and blushing at the
compliment.

"It sure was, Mom," offered David. "I don't think I could eat another
bite. May I be excused?"

"Where are you going, son?" asked Larry, aware of David's hostility
toward him.

"Oh, I thought I might go outside and run around, try to work off all
this food," answered David in a tone of friendliness that surprised
both Ann and Larry. Perhaps the boy was beginning to accept his step-
father after all.

"Okay, David," said Ann. "Don't stay out too late."

"May I be excused too, Mrs. Dolan?" Karen asked. "I think it might be
nice to go running with David."

"Well-l-l," said Roy, "the two younger people want to be alone. Well,
let me tell you, there's nothing like a night to go walking in."

"We'll be running," said David, hardly able to control his
embarrassment.

"Of course, David," said Roy. "Well, Karen, you don't let him run too
fast."

Karen winked at the guest and walked out of the room behind David. As
soon as they were out of the house, Ann looked to Larry.

"I don't think I like the idea of the two of them being alone
together," she said.

"Aww, come on, honey," soothed Larry as he stood up from the table.
"Young people have to get their fun too, you know."

"That's right, Ann," said Susan. "After all, David is becoming a young
man. It's high time he took an interest in the opposite sex."

"I ... I guess I still think of him as my little baby," stammered Ann.

"Hey, everybody," said Larry in a jubilant voice. "Who wants to see
some of the movies we took while Ann and I were on our honeymoon?

"Oh, now really, Larry," said Ann as she cleared off the table. "I'm
sure that they would be bored by our home movies."

'Quite the contrary, Ann," volunteered Roy, "we would very much like to
see them."

"There, you see," said Larry. "Come on. You can do the dishes later.
Besides, you haven't seen them either, honey."

The idea of washing the dishes was hardly welcome to Ann, and it was
true that she hadn't seen them. She walked into the living room and sat
between Roy and Susan while Larry set up the screen and projector.
Turning out the lights, he sat next to Susan and prepared to watch.

* * *

"Hey, where ya goin'?" asked David in a whisper as he followed Karen to
a window against the living room door.

"I did a little looking around during the day," she whispered as she
checked to see if anyone could see her looking into the now darkened
room. "I found a movie hidden in the closet, and if what I know about
my uncle is correct, it won't be a Walt Disney picture."

"I don't get it," said David.

"Just come here and watch. If I'm wrong, we can sneak up the back
stairs and you can fuck me on your bed like we planned. But if I'm
right ..."

David decided that he may as well humor her. He crept along the house
and looked into the window. He could see that the room was dark, and
the four people were sitting together on the couch. From their
position, the two kids could see the movie screen clearly.

* * *

Ann sat back into the couch, the food she had eaten making her feel
sleepy. She wished she could have seen the movies they took before they
were shown to near strangers, but perhaps this would be funny. She
watched and waited while the film threaded itself through the
projector, and suddenly, she had a feeling that something was not what
she thought.

A title, "Twenty Minutes in a Bedroom," flashed on the screen, and Ann
sat forward in her seat, wondering what was going on. Suddenly the
movie started, and Ann knew that these were not of her honeymoon with
Larry. Or anyone else, for that matter. It was a color film, for one
thing, and they had shot everything in black and white. There was a
strange man sitting on a rather lavish bed, reading a book. Ann turned
her head to look at Larry, and she was surprised to see that he was
relaxing almost as though he knew what was happening. Suddenly, there
was the sound in the film of someone knocking at the door to the
bedroom. The man got off the bed and went to answer the door. He was
met by a luscious blonde, wearing the skimpiest of clothing.

"Mr. Smith?" asked the woman in the film.

"Yes. Miss Jones? Come in. I've been expecting you for quite sometime
now."

"Well," answered the woman. "You know how traffic can be."

"Yes," answered Mr. Smith.

Ann was sitting tight and tense in her seat. What the hell was going on
here? she thought to herself. She was about to ask out loud to Larry
when she saw that the man in the movie was starting to undress. Ann was
held transfixed by the incredible sight, and her interest was further
enticed by the fact that woman was stripping as well. And then
everything came to her. This was some sort of stag movie, a porno
picture rather than the scenes from her honeymoon. Why was Larry
showing this thing in front of guests?

She was hypnotized by the sights on the screen. The man and woman were
completely naked, standing mere inches from each other. His cock was
immensely swollen, and Ann gasped at the thought of him fucking it up
into the woman's cunt. Surely it was too big. The man must be deformed
in some way. His cock was so large that Ann wondered how it was able to
stand up from between his legs.

The woman in the movie looked just as amazed at the size of it, thick,
long and purple with the web of pulsing, almost glowing blue veins
running through it.

* * *

Outside, David gasped at what he was looking at. He had never seen a
stag film before, in fact, had only heard about them in the lowest
whispers. What was going on, anyway? How could his mother actually be
sitting there watching this? What sort of man was Larry to be showing
this to his mother? David gave a quick glance to Karen, and was shocked
by what she was doing. She had pressed her hands up under her dress and
was moving them around along her tight little pussy. David wanted to
say something, but he was suddenly aware of his own erection filling
his pants, and he forced his gaze back to the screen in the living
room.

Ann could hardly believe what she was looking at. The woman had gripped
tightly the man's penis, a rod that was so thick that she could not
surround it with her long, slender fingers. She was moving her hand
along the turgidly pulsing length, stroking the cock, and she reached
out with her other hand and placed the man's hand against the swollen
mass of breast flesh, making him squeeze and knead the beautiful, well-
formed flesh. Ann could feel her own breasts swell in sympathy, and she
brought her hand up against the nearly exposed flesh of her own breast
and touched herself, trying to relieve the shooting ache the picture
was bringing on her.

Roy shifted his weight to relieve the tension caused by his burgeoning
penis, and his motions caused him to graze across Ann's naked arm with
his hand. He and Larry had discussed which movie would be shown after
dinner, and Roy had decided to let Larry do the picking. He wasn't
disappointed. The woman in the film was really something. Her breasts
were large, and that tight little cunt of hers looked really inviting
and juicy.

The man in the film placed his hand along the hotly glistening pussy
slit of the woman and probed gently into it, pushing his fuck-finger
slowly up into the warm, wet softness of her cunt. The woman opened her
mouth and moaned as he fingered her vagina, and she lewdly spread her
legs to allow him easy passage into the searing chamber of her now
fully exposed cunt. She was stroking his cock faster and faster, and
the two of them were making low, throaty moans of lascivious delight as
they brought each other to higher and higher sexual passion. The man's
hands were resting more tightly on the woman's breasts, and he had
engulfed them fully between his powerful looking ringers. His face was
contorted in a hungry look of lustful intent as he squeezed the nipples
teasingly. The woman let out a groan of intense arousal, and she lifted
her body in an attempt to impale her cunt on the rigidly throbbing cock
in front of her. She pressed down with her hand and lowered the
burgeoned rod down between her legs and trapped it there, a smile of
triumph on her face from the hardness of it.

Ann gasped at the lascivious sight, and she was further shocked when
she felt Roy's hand resting on top of hers. She hadn't felt him brush
against her the first time. She had been too engrossed in the movie.
But now, as she tried to follow the lewd and perverse sights on the
screen, she was becoming more and more aware of what he was doing.

Roy had shifted his body so that his knee was rubbing against Ann's,
and it seemed as though he had done it deliberately. His hand resting
on her's gave her a little squeeze, as if to tell her that he was
becoming aroused by the movie, and it was her duty to satisfy him. Ann
was confused and uncertain how to react, and as she glanced in the
direction of Larry, what she saw caused her even more dismay.

Larry was sitting with his arm casually flung around Susan, his hand
resting on her breast inside of her dress. Her husband was actually
kneading the naked breast of his boss's wife, and Roy didn't seem to
care. In fact, Roy was making further advances on Ann's confused
person. His hand was creeping slowly along her arm, inching its way
nearer and nearer to her breast. Ann could feel her cunt begin to seep
slightly from watching the movie, and she was in complete confusion at
the touch of Roy sitting next to her.

On the film, the man had allowed his cock to move from between the
woman's legs, and the huge bulbous tip was pressing hotly against her
slightly spread cuntal opening. She was resting on slightly bent knees,
opening her curl-fringed pussy mouth to the man's expected thrust, and
finally he pumped his pelvis forward and rammed his cock deep up
between the tender lips of the woman's pussy. The woman stiffened as
the man drove his long, thick rod all the way up into her open belly,
slapping his heavily swollen balls hard up against the soft red fringe
of hair rimming her cunt mouth.

At the same time, Roy slipped his hand into Ann's loosely clinging
dress and engulfed her now desire-swollen breast with his powerful
fingers, squeezing it teasingly as he pressed his palm tightly against
her nipple.

Ann tightened her body. What was she expected to do? She couldn't let
this stranger, this man who was not her husband touch her body the way
he was. How could Larry allow such a thing? Her thoughts were racing
through her mind in distended chains, and she stared at the screen,
wide-eyed and confused as Roy moved his face against her body and
lifted her breast out from under the dress, opening his mouth and
placing his lips around the passion-swollen mound, lashing out against
the sensitive nipple with his tongue and sending ripples of confusion
and delight searing through Ann's body. Ann was sitting on the couch
with her hands in her lap, totally unable to fully understand what was
going on, but as she felt Roy's tongue whip at her nipple, she was
brought from her trance. With a violent surge of will, she bounced from
the couch and ran from the living room up the stairs.

A confused Roy looked over in the direction of Larry, who removed his
face from the full, luscious lips of Susan and tossed his head in the
direction of the stairs, indicating that Roy should handle the matter
in his own way. With a hungry smile splitting his mouth, Roy rubbed his
hands together and walked to the stairs, thinking that he would show
that hot little bitch a thing or two.

* * *

David was aghast at what he saw, and he wasn't sure what he should do.
It was obvious that his mother wanted to be left alone, but it was also
obvious that his step-father's boss was following her, and that meant
no good, as far as David was concerned. Wrenching his gaze away from
the seduction on the screen, he looked at Karen. She was smiling as she
watched, not the fucking in the movie, but the sensuous stripping of
Susan at the eager and skillful hands of Larry. She watched with lewd
intent as he stood up from the couch and dropped his pants to the
floor, exposing his hardened cock, clearly visible against the light
coming from the screen. She gasped as she thought of having Larry's
cock plunging deep into her cunt, and she wanted to have him, wanted to
show him that she was as good a lay as Susan, and perhaps better.

"Karen," whispered David. "What's happening?"

Karen pulled her eyes away from Larry's huge cock and looked at David.

"I think your mother is gonna be fucked by Roy, if he has anything to
say about it. And it looks as though your step-father is really getting
it on with Susan."

David was shocked. Even though he hated Larry, he was his mother's
husband, and she shouldn't be fucking with another man.

"I better go and see if she needs any help," he whispered as she turned
her face back to the incredible scene in the living room.

"You do that," she answered. "I think I'll stay here and see if they
need any help."

David hardly heard her. He was off and running around the house, coming
to the back door and walking into the house as quietly as he could. He
had seen his mother run up the stairs, and he knew that she would go to
her bedroom. As he crept up the stairs, he hoped he wouldn't be too
late to prevent his mother from being fucked against her will.

Chapter 5

Larry's boss smiled to himself as he bounded up the stairs after Ann.
He liked to fuck women with a little spirit of resistance, and he knew
that Ann had as much spirit as anyone. He had almost been disappointed
when she had let him lick his tongue around her tit so easily, but when
she jumped off the couch and ran from the room, she was offering him
the chase, making herself sporting, and if there was anything Roy
liked, it was the sweet victory of fucking a hot little cunt crazy
after a hard fought game. She would be really hot and slippery up
between her legs after seeing that movie, and Roy knew she would be
torn with the conflicting thoughts running through her mind. Larry had
told him to expect a little resistance at first, but this was better
than he had hoped for. His own wife was too willing to let him fuck her
anyway he wanted to sometimes, and that could get a little tedious. It
would be good to have fresh cunt, particularly an employee's wife, at
his disposal.

He got to the top of the stairs just in time to hear the door to her
bedroom close tightly, and he knew he had her right where he wanted her
now. Walking through the hall, he put his ear to the door and smiled as
he heard her clothing rustling and the door to the bathroom open.
Perfect, he would catch her right in the middle of relieving herself
and she would not be able to move. He slipped quietly inside the
bedroom and walked softly to the almost closed bathroom door. There was
just a crack open and he could see right inside without her seeing him
immediately. He watched with bated breath as she lifted her dress hem
up over her hips and lowered her soft silken panties down over her fur-
rimmed little vagina and on down to her ankles. Then he whistled softly
to himself as he watched her spread her legs and sit down on the toilet
seat that was facing directly toward the small crack in the door. Jesus
Christ, he thought excitedly to himself, she's got the tightest looking
little cunt I've seen in a long time! He could feel his cock lurch
violently in his pants as he watched her softly curling cunt hairs
spread wide from the outward pressure of the toilet seat on her nakedly
spread buttocks. She grimaced for a moment and then a soft smile of
bliss rippled over her beautiful young face as a thin golden stream
gushed warmly out of her open pussy split and splashed noisily into the
water-filled bowl below. The watching Roy, clenched his teeth tightly
together to control himself and unzipping his pants, pulled his now
heavily burgeoning cock from his shorts. Goddamn! He had to get it out
and stroke it a little while he watched his employee's gorgeous young
wife sitting there taking a piss. He'd go completely out of his skull
if he didn't.

Ann lazed momentarily in the warm, heavenly feeling of relieving
herself. It stilled for a moment the hotly burning itch that had been
rippling up through her cunt walls while she had been watching the
sensuous movie downstairs and her husband's boss had been sucking
hungrily on her nakedly exposed titty. God, the combination had made
her hot and without conscious volition she could feel her hand moving
down between her toilet-seat spread thighs and her middle finger began
teasing softly against the tiny hardened nipple of her clitoris.

"Oooooh God," she moaned half aloud as hotly licking flames of desire
shot wildly up through her cunt walls and the feeling was compounded
even more by the warm, wet feel of her own urine cascading hotly down
over her finger as she moaned again and fucked it deep up into her
desire-aroused cunt mouth. She relaxed her pelvic muscles and tried to
slow down the thinly gushing stream of her urine into the open palm of
her hand. She wanted this delicious sensation to last as long as she
could possibly make it last and finger-fucked her cunt walls faster in
hopes she could make herself cum before she finished going to the
bathroom. Her face was contorted into a beautiful caricature of lust
now and the soft grunts and moans of her passion could be heard
drifting hotly out the crack in the open bathroom door.

Outside, her husband's boss could stand it no more. Holy shit, he
thought, if he stroked back his foreskin one more time he was going to
cum all over the door. Jesus, it was beautiful! There, right in front
of him, his employee's wife was finger-fucking herself into a wild,
groaning passion while she sat on the 'john' and pissed hotly into her
open hand. If she had been hesitant about letting him fuck her before,
she'd never resist now after he had caught her in this crazy, cock-
hardening act. But he'd better move now before she finger-fucked
herself crazy and shot out her cum in her own hand. He had to establish
his sexual mastery over her right at this moment or it might be too
late after it was all over. She was right on the verge of making
herself cum right now and this was the time!

Holding his heavily burgeoning cock more tightly in one hand he opened
the door with the other and stood, smiling wickedly, right in the
center of the doorway.

"Hi. baby," he grinned broadly and looked down at the passion-stricken
young beauty finger-fucking herself on the toilet.

It took Ann a moment to adjust her lust-dimmed eyes to the figure of
the man standing right in front of her and when she did, there was
absolutely nothing she could do about it. She was so close to cumming
that she could feel her cunt muscles already sucking hungrily inward in
the first finger-gripping throes of her rising orgasm. It was like a
ski-jumper after he had left the jump and there was no way of stopping
herself now until she had hit the runway below. She could only groan
out a low guttural protest as her fingers fucked wilder and wilder up
into her nearly cumming young cunt and her urine flooded hotly out into
her flashing hand beneath her openly spread thighs.

"Ooooh God, g-get out, please don't watch me ... pleeeezzz!!!"

"Ooooh, baby," her husband's boss chided from above as he moved
directly up in front of her. His thickly hardened cock inches from her
openly panting lips. "I wouldn't miss this for the world. I gotta cum
all over those big hot tits of yours I was sucking on before." He was
tempted to fuck his ready to cum cock deep up into her open mouth and
he knew instinctively it would have met no resistance from the sexually
over-wrought state she was in, but he wanted that to wait until he had
the hot little bitch stripped all naked and spread out before him on
the comfort of her marriage bed.

"Oh, oh, oh," Ann chanted below him, her naked young buttocks grinding
salaciously around on the toilet seat. Her eyes were locked directly on
his heavily throbbing cock now and the sight of it seemed to drive her
to greater heights of passion. "It's cumming! Ooooh God, it's
cummminnnggg!!!" she half blurted out, as one final gush of hotly
shimmering urine spewed wetly out into her hand and her openly spread
cunt flared wide and exploded wildly out into a jerking orgasm. Her
husband's boss standing over her groaned aloud at the same time and
increased the short quick jerks of his hand on his suddenly heavily
cumming cock. He had aimed it just right and the thin, jet-like streams
of his hotly searing cum leapt out and spattered wetly over the nakedly
bobbing tops of her breasts, trickling salaciously down into the warm
fleshy crevice between them and into her dress top below. She could
feel the heated liquid running wetly between them and shivered at the
thought.

Ann looked up at him from her seat on the toilet, gazing at him with a
strange mixture of shame and helplessly lingering desire.

"What do you want from me?" she asked, totally unable to keep her voice
from trembling. She had removed her hand from up between her naked
thighs and could still feel the wetness of her orgasm and urine on it
and it made her uncomfortable that a perfect stranger had watched her
in such a private act of going to the bathroom and fingering herself.
Her own husband had never even seen her go to the bathroom, much less
finger-fuck herself!

"l want to fuck that hot little cunt of yours, baby. Better than you
finger-fucked it while you were pissing all over your hand just now,"
he said, as he took her by the arm and lifted her from the toilet. He
began to lead her into the bedroom and she had to kick away her panties
from around her ankles to keep from falling but followed him limply to
the side of the bed. She could still feel her cunt walls throbbing with
continued desire up inside and his lewd words reminding her of what she
had just done while he stood there and watched and spewed out his
heated cum all over the tops of her breasts at the same time, didn't
help matters.

"The boys at the company would get a big kick out of this hot little
story, but I might be persuaded to keep it quiet," he grinned
salaciously. "Besides, your husband's fucking hell out of my sweet
little wife's hungry little pussy right now and he promised me a little
of the same with yours."

This was too much for her to believe. It couldn't be true. It just
couldn't! It was too incredible. She had never been unfaithful to her
first husband, and she never thought of letting another man fuck her
after she was married to Larry. But she was going to be now, and what
was worse, it was all being done with her own husband's knowledge.
Larry had set ft all up for his boss to fuck her silly while he fucked
his wife, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Ann's mind was drawing a complete blank. She was going to be fucked by
a stranger in her home, in her own bedroom, and there was nothing she
could do about it. What was worse, she was going to be fucked with her
own husband's approval. She wanted to scream out, but the tightness in
her cunt prevented her because her treacherously throbbing cunt wanted
it whether she did or not! It was hopeless, utterly hopeless, and she
was trembling all over, the heat of his still hotly burning cum on her
tits turning her whole body to soft, sensuous jelly.

"W ... what do you want me to do?" she asked, trying to make the best
out of the situation. She figured that if she went along with him for
awhile he might just kiss her a little and leave her alone.

"That's more like it, baby," he smiled, standing in front of her and
gazing hungrily at her. "First, take off that dress. Not that it hides
much, but I want to see all of the real you."

Ann froze in embarrassment. He couldn't be serious. He was expecting
her to strip naked right in front of him with the lights on. She could
do nothing but back away from him, but it was no use. Her attempt at
hesitation only made him madder.

"Hey, what is this shit?" he said, his face betraying the surprise he
was feeling. "I thought you were gonna play ball. I can see that you
need to be taught that when I say something, I mean it."

"No ... no. I'll do what you want," she said, barely able to hold her
tears, both from the hotly licking flames of desire burning up between
her thighs and the total humiliation she was feeling from her
succumbing to him while her own husband was fucking his wife somewhere
else in the same house.

A hungry smile passed across his lips, and he pressed her down on the
bed, watching her to make sure that she didn't try to move away while
he unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor.

"Come on, woman," he hissed as he ripped off his shirt. "I don't want
your husband to fuck my wife and have all the fun, and I'm sure you
don't either."

Somehow, the fact that her husband was fucking this man's wife right
now increased her unwanted passion and she knew that there was no way
she could back out of letting him fuck her even if her treacherously
throbbing little pussy would let her. Taking a deep breath, she lowered
the straps to her dress and pulled the thin clothing away from her
heaving, cum-glistening breasts. She could see out of the corner of her
eye his wildly throbbing cock and its indication of his hunger for her.
In fact, a wicked little thought crossed her mind. She always wanted to
be rape-fucked and if she resisted enough, she just might drive him to
it. Besides, it would give her the perfect excuse for doing anything to
him he demanded and her own husband, Larry, could never hold her
responsible.

* * *

David walked through the hall quietly, making sure he would not be
heard by his mother and his step-father's boss in her bedroom. He
thought he heard someone groaning, but he was too far away to make
sure. Creeping closer to the door, he pressed his ear against the hard
wood and strained with all his concentration, trying to make out the
sounds coming from inside. The voices were at first inaudible, and then
he could hear Roy's booming voice.

"That's more like it, Ann, baby. Now I'm sure you'll love every minute
of what I have in mind for you."

What could he mean? Was he actually going to fuck his mother, with her
new husband in the same house fucking another woman? This was almost
too much for the young boy to understand, and he might have rushed
right into the room, but for the fact that he really didn't hear
anything that sounded as though his mother needed help. All he could
hear were the low, throaty moans that sounded as though his mother was
enjoying whatever was happening to her.

* * *

Had David realized what was going on, he would never have thought of
breaking the door down to protect his mother, but he had no way of
seeing what was happening in the bedroom. Ann was pressing her body
tightly against the head of the bed, trying to pretend to get away from
Roy's naked body. He was walking toward her, his huge, lust-engorged
cock swaying back and forth between his legs. His face had blossomed
into a smile and his hands were gripping his cock tightly, holding it
firmly as he came nearer and nearer to the seemingly fright-possessed
woman until at last he was climbing onto the bed. Ann, in mock
resistance, pressed her body tighter against the headboard of her bed
until she could go back no farther. She knew she had to make her
resistance look good or he would never believe her act after watching
her finger-fucking herself to cumming on the 'john.'

It worked ... with brutal force, Roy placed his hand over her opened
lips and pulled her away from the head of the bed, tossing her flat on
her back crossways along the bed. With a violent pull of his powerful
hands, he reached between the valley of her still cum-moistened breasts
and gripped her dress, wrenching it from her body in one violent pull,
tearing the flimsy cloth and exposing her luscious, desire-trembling
body.

Ann's eyes were wide with the weird, masochistic sensations she was
feeling, and her mind raced with a thousand lewd, exciting thoughts of
what he might make her do to him in her seeming helplessness. Her now
complete nakedness added a further erotic element to her situation, and
she tried to move her hands along her supple, smooth body in a teasing
attempt to cover her pinkly pulsing vaginal lips, over which Roy was
kneeling with lascivious delight.

Roy spread her long, naked legs even farther and inched his form upward
over her body, his thick, heavily throbbing cock coming closer and
closer to her face until at last he was pressing the bulbous, rubbery
head against the back of his hand that covered her mouth.

"You know what you're gonna do?" he grinned, his mouth curled excitedly
with the knowledge that she was completely at his mercy. "You're gonna
suck my cock until it spits in your mouth."

Ann's open cunt lips throbbed at the thought and she faked a struggle
to move her head away from the hotly seething mass so close to her
face. She could see clearly the pulsing penis throb and quiver against
his hand, and the thought of sucking it up into her mouth was wildly
exciting to her. There was no way she could remove her face away from
the warmly searing rod anyway, and she could actually feel the lust-
heat radiate from his cock flesh against her cheeks. Her eyes were wide
as she looked at the burgeoned, blood-engorged cock, trying to imagine
how it would taste when he actually fucked the seething mass into her
mouth. It was nice and big, larger than any cock she had ever had, and
she knew that it would fill her mouth completely with its thick, fleshy
hardness.

He removed his hand from her mouth and placed the glowing, red tip
against the tightly pursed lips of the feigning young woman, attempting
to force it into her mouth. Purposely, to tease him more, she turned
her head away from his cock, thrashing her whole body as she felt the
glowing head burn against her luscious lips. He followed her with his
hips, keeping the rubbery tip end of it pressed tightly against her
closed lips.

"Come on, baby doll," Roy hissed in impatience. "Suck my cock. Open
those luscious little lips and suck it."

Reaching down between his legs, Roy felt for the swollen mound of
breast flesh, running his hand along its smooth, flesh curves until he
felt the desire tightened nipple. He opened his hand and engulfed it,
tightening his fingers around the cherry-sized bud and pinching the
sensitive nipple until he heard her grunt beneath him.

Ann stiffened her body as she felt a searing wave of wild, pleasurable
pain course through her naked tit, racing through her body and
encompassing her in a sheet of sensuously burning agony. Forgetting
momentarily her resolve to tease, she opened her mouth to groan aloud
from the excruciating delight searing through her breast, but no sooner
had she opened her lips than her mouth was totally filled with the
hotly burning, hardness of her husband's boss' heavily throbbing cock.

"Now, that's more like it," he crooned, placing his hands along the
sides of her face and pressing inward to keep her mouth tightly
surrounding the long thick pole.

In spite of her passion, Ann was certain she would choke as he drove
the smooth rubbery head of it firmly against the back of her throat.
Her mouth was forced open wider by the sheer size of the heated mass
being fucked deep back into her gullet, and she could feel its hardness
pulse and throb as Roy's lust heated blood filled the massive cock to
almost the bursting point. The skin of it was stretched so much by the
lustful expansion that she was afraid it would burst apart before he
could cum again. His balls were swinging softly down against her chin
and he began to undulate his hips rhythmically in and out of her widely
ovalled mouth, his testicles slapping even more forcefully against her
upraised chin.

His cock filled her mouth totally and Ann, forgetting completely now
her resolve to tease him further, ran her tongue wetly, hungrily, along
the seething mass, her head tossing from side to side as she tried to
suck it deeper and deeper down into her feverishly working throat.

Her efforts drove him wilder and wilder. His own undulations were
making her head thrash, and each deep, forceful ramming of his cock
down into her mouth brought a further excitement to his lascivious,
wanton actions. Groaning aloud, he lifted up her head and guided her to
bob her mouth along his saliva-slickened penis, thrusting his cock
deeper and deeper into the cunt-warm mouth and fucking it deep back
against the back of her throat. Again and again he drove his cock into
her mouth, and her sounds of insanely growing passion were muffled by
the huge rod of flesh pumping rhythmically into her.

Her hands were flaying wildly at her sides, and she cupped them tight
against the back of nakedly driving ass-cheeks, trying to pull him
deeper into her hungrily devouring throat walls. The touch of her hands
on his body increased his lust, and he removed his hands from the sides
of her head and coursed them along the silky flesh thrashing beneath
him. Running his hands along her rib cage, he bent his body back and
probed with his fingers at the again passion-flooded hole between her
voluntarily spread thighs. Working his finger into the openly throbbing
little cunt, he wormed it as deeply as he could up into the wetly
gripping walls, smacking his open hand hard against the tiny, hair-
fringed opening.

As he rammed his fuck finger into the seething folds of her hotly
clinging pussy well, Ann tightened and stiffened her body as a million
dancing flames seared over her naked flesh, racing throughout her cunt
and bathing her vagina in a wash of lasciviously rising sexual fire.
Her loins seemed to explode at the finger-fucking she was receiving,
and against her desire to pretend she was being raped, she began to
undulate her hips along the cum-covered finger probing and fucking
hotly up into her open pussy. Her passion-driven lips clasped tightly
at it, and she thrashed her lower body wildly up against the cunt-
wrenching hand fuck she was getting.

Roy's fingers darted in and out of the softly tangled curls of her cunt
hairs, and he opened and closed his hand, squeezing and massaging the
lushly working lips of her openly spread pussy. Again and again, until
she was sucking wildly on his cock, he fucked his finger into the
hungrily gyrating depths of her cunt-hole.

Ann's mind was becoming confused as she bobbed her head along the
unwanted cock ramming and pulsing in her widely ovalled mouth and
thrashed and reeled her hips against the insane finger-fucking her
husband's boss was giving her. She ceased her struggle completely to
pretend rape as a wild, uncontrollable wave of sexual passion raced
throughout her body. There was no denying the fact that she was
becoming aroused beyond control as his middle finger fucked deeply,
expertly up into the cum-coated walls of her vagina. She was becoming
completely lost in the sexual fires building in her cunt, and she found
that she was actually loving the hot, thick penis ramming desperately
in her mouth. She lashed out with her tongue against the heavily
throbbing head, and allowed it to slip periodically out from between
her tightly ovalled lips as she kissed and licked it then sucked it
hungrily back up inside again.

Roy smiled to himself, knowing that no woman could resist sucking a
cock forever, especially if she was being driven on by the expert
finger-fucking he was giving her. He wormed another finger into the
hotly seething opening of her cunt, constricting his hand and squeezing
the tender, hair-covered vagina at the same time. His palm was becoming
coated with the fine, sticky film of her love-juices, and she was
thrashing her whole body beneath him, totally out of control now.

Ann was moving mindlessly now. Her whole cunt was ablaze with the wild,
erotic sensations searing through her vagina, racing along her creamy
white thighs and causing her pussy lips to palpitate against the
insistent ramming of her husband's boss' hand. She ovalled her mouth
again and engulfed tighter still the heavily pulsing mass of cock flesh
fucking rhythmically into her lips, moving her head to accept the
colossal prick deeper up into the soft, cunt-warm wetness of her mouth.
Her mind was washed clean of all rational thought, and she could think
of nothing but the fact that it was a wonderful feeling having a man's
cock in her mouth, just as it was utterly delightful having a man, any
man, fuck his fingers again and again into her cunt, making her happy,
even if he had had to almost force her to be so. She ground her hips
feverishly up against the salaciously massaging hand, surrounding the
fingers with the well-lubricated lips of her hungrily devouring cunt
walls and she gasped aloud as he moved his other hand back between her
thighs, slithering another, and yet still another finger far up into
the hungrily burning depths of her cunt. She closed her eyes and
thrashed her head from side to side, moving his cock around in little
circles, and she bucked and jerked her hips against her expertly
massaging fingers, feeling the tips of them fuck as deeply into her
pussy, as deeply as his cock might have gone if it were fucking her in
her cunt instead of her mouth. She could feel his hands squeezing her
all around up between her thighs, and she delighted as his fingers
rubbed almost brutally against the seething walls of her hotly aroused
vagina now, making her produce massive amounts of cum lubrication. She
could feel the swelling, surging fires of her cunt build with the
rising pressures of her soon to come orgasm, and she breathed more
gaspingly, taking short, jerking breaths, running her soft, wet tongue
around and along the throbbing, pulsing cock which was ramming faster
and faster into her mouth now.

Roy was in heaven. Once she got going, this little bitch really knew
how to suck cock. It was made even more delightful by the fact that he
had forced her to do it, and now she was sucking and licking at his
throbbing penis like there was no tomorrow, lashing at it with her
tongue as though she was feasting like a royal princess on the
succulent flesh ramming deeply into her mouth. His own hips were
undulating, driving his cock in and out of her mouth in a lewd little
fucking rhythm, faster and faster as her hotly swirling tongue brought
the liquid fires racing to the tip of his cock head. His loins were on
fire, his cock was pulsing with the mounting pressure of his sperm
gathering at the tip of it. Then, he arched his body back still
farther, driving his fingers deeper yet up into the voraciously
quivering well of her desperately thrashing pussy, and he began bucking
and jerking his own body, breaking his fucking rhythm and grinding his
cock randomly in her mouth. His hands were moving with a blurring speed
in and out of her delightfully soft and gushing cunt, flicking rapidly
along the hotly seething slit and smearing love juices along the softly
curling fleece of her cunt mound, making the fringe of hair glisten
with tiny droplets of her syrupy, honeyed cum.

Suddenly, Ann felt she was about to burst up inside. Everything had
been building to this point, and she knew that there was nothing she
could do now to prevent her vaginal walls from spewing out a hotly
gushing flood of love-juice from between her hotly clasping hand-fucked
pussy lips. She whipped and lashed at the huge, lustfully throbbing
cock pulsing faster up and threateningly in her mouth. She wanted to
feel him explode deeply in her mouth, wanted to drink the huge amounts
of sperm she knew would pour out from his cock up into the soft, hungry
gullet of her throat, and she braced herself for the wild rush of hot
male semen she knew was coming. She drove her hips against his hand as
violently and rapidly as she could, forcing her open cunt to suck up
inside it as much of his hand as was possible. Tightening her lips
around the seething, pulsing cock flesh in her mouth, she took a deep
breath and ground her hips desperately up against the cunt massaging
hand as she felt her body washed away with the torrentious flood of her
spastically jerking orgasm. Her wanton scream was muffled by the
massive prick ramming against the back of her throat, and her body
jerks were hindered with the incredible muscled weight resting fully on
her heaving breasts. Even so, the violent force of her orgasm was
almost enough to throw the mouth fucking body of her husband's boss
from her nakedly thrashing form. She stiffened as her whole insides
seemed to pour out the warm, wet liquid cum from between her hand and
finger plugged cunt-mouth, washing his hand in a hotly cascading bath
of the surging wave of her passion. Again and again his hand plunged
into the elastic depths of her vagina, making the wash of hot, burning
cum trickle along the creamy soft flesh of her thrashing thighs.

Roy could feet his cock begin to rebel against the mounting pressures
sucking against the deeply thrust cock head in Ann's mouth, and her
hotly licking tongue was making it hard for him to hold back his
painfully building sperm in his cock much longer. The woman was sucking
at his penis more and more passionately, trying to draw from his
quivering loins the same orgasm he had produced in her cunt. His naked
ass-cheeks bounced and jerked on her own nakedly dancing breasts, and
he gritted his teeth, breathing through his tightly clenched teeth in
short, jerky gasps as he felt the gushing liquid fire press tighter and
tighter against the bulbously throbbing tip of his cock. At last he
could hold his surging sperm back no longer. Taking a violent breath,
he moaned lasciviously as his penis erupted far, far up within the
soft, wet confines of her cunt-like mouth.

"Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhilh!"

His cock erupted like an active volcano, the hot milky liquid blasting
against the back of Ann's throat like a flood-tide and she bobbed her
Adam's apple desperately up and down as she drank down the hotly
rushing jism as quickly as she could. Roy tossed his body violently on
her trembling form, driving his jetting cock again and again into her
eagerly devouring mouth, his loins burning with the searing rushes of
delight coursing through his body. Again and again he pumped his white,
milky cum into her mouth, filling it completely with the volume of his
hot, white sperm, making her puff her cheeks out wide to hold the
deluge of sperm coursing along his cock and blazing into her gullet.

She was unable to hold all of it in her mouth, and some of it seeped
out between her cock-stretched lips and trickled onto her chest,
coating her nakedly bobbing breasts with the thick, hot whiteness of
his sperm. His jets were filling her mouth again and again in a
seemingly endless river, and she swallowed as much of the rushing juice
as she could, trying to fill her hungrily welcoming belly full with the
delightfully gushing fluid.

She could feel that she was nearly finished with her orgasm. Her body
was beginning to slow its movements, and she was regaining control of
her mind once more. Roy, too, was easing up with the violent ramming of
his cock in her mouth, and soon, she could feel his cock shrinking and
withdrawing from her mouth as it grew smaller and smaller, leaving
behind the final remnants of his sperm.

As she became more aware of what was happening again, she was once more
gripped in the awe of what he had done to her, and once more, a total,
gripping confusion took hold of her mind. She was afraid that he would
not want to fuck her now, or rather, not be able to, and her fears were
justified. Her husband's boss collapsed in a crumpled heap on top of
her body, and then rolled from her naked form onto the bed, resting on
his back as he breathed deeply, trying to regain his breath.

Finally, he was able to speak.

"Baby, you are really great when you put your mind to it," he said
between breaths.

Ann was flooded with a feeling again of unsatiated desire but she knew
that he would not be able to help her. She had drained him completely
dry of his cum, shamelessly, wildly dry, and worse, she had actually
curiously enjoyed what he had done to her, actually delighted in the
ramming of his cock in her mouth while he fingered her cunt to a widely
bursting orgasm. What sort of woman was she becoming? What sort of wife
would allow another man to cum in her mouth and finger-fuck her while
her husband was fucking another woman, right in her own home? It was
incredible though for the first time she was seeing the man she had
married, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Everything up to
now had been a set-up. She had been played for a fool, and both her
husband and his boss were taking advantage of her. She didn't know what
to do about it, but she did know that she couldn't just be happy with
Larry alone fucking her now. She had to have other men, too. God! She
had to have them!

Roy bounced off the bed and walked to his clothes.

"I figure that Larry and Susan ought to be finished with their uh ...
little discussion about how you feel," he said as he pulled his pants
up, his face still holding the satiated smile. "I think I'll go down
and tell Susan that we had better be getting home. We like to watch the
late night news, you know."

Laughing, he opened the door and left the room.

David could hear when they were finished. What Roy was saying made no
sense at all, but he decided that he had better hide anyway. Slipping
into another room just as Roy opened the door, he waited until he could
hear his footsteps walking down the stairs. Making sure that there was
no one else watching, he walked into his mother's bedroom, and saw her
nakedly spread body lying waiting on the bed

Chapter 6

Karen was watching everything that was going on in the living room.
'Let David go to his precious mother,' she thought. 'I want to watch a
real man in action.'

The movie she had seen had already aroused her body more than she had
imagined, and watching her Uncle fuck his boss' wife had been the icing
on the cake. Her eyes gaped in delight as she saw the naked form of
Larry caressing the nude body of the luscious red-head, fingering in
and out of her glistening cunt with his fingers as they stood, pressing
their bodies tightly together while they ran their hands along their
excitedly thrashing bodies. She was feeling her own vagina start to
burn as Susan opened her delicious looking cunt and allowed Larry to
fuck his heavily burgeoned cock deeply up into the hotly seething
depths, and Karen found that she was pressing her own fingers against
her hotly moistening cunt as she watched. She could hear everything as
well, and she delighted in the low, panting sounds coming from the
living room as Larry fucked his boss' wife in every possible way and
they finally brought each other to orgasm.

Karen was amazed that Susan had been able to take the huge size of
Larry's cock in her vagina. When her Uncle had first dropped his pants,
she gasped at the size of his cock. Susan's cunt looked small and
tight, and Karen was certain that the massive hardness would never fit
up between her legs. Nevertheless, it had, and Karen found that her own
fingers were hardly adequate to match the feeling Susan was getting.
Karen wanted to feel Larry's cock ramming and pumping in her own tight
little cunt, and she decided that she would, as soon as Susan and Roy
left. If Larry was half the man he looked, he would be able to fuck two
women, right after another. With nothing short of a violent surge of
will, she prevented herself from driving her own fingers into the
burning, aching lips of her pussy, wanting to save her orgasm for the
feeling of her Uncle's cock plunging in and out of her cunt. She could
hear the screams of Susan and Larry as they brought each other to
orgasm, and then she heard a long moment of silence that seemed to last
forever. She became hot just from watching them, and if something
didn't happen soon, she would be forced to resort to her own fingers to
fuck herself with after all.

Something did happen. As she watched Larry and Susan get dressed, Roy
came down from Ann's room. Karen pressed her ear to the window,
straining to hear what they were saying.

"How did you like fucking Ann?" asked Larry.

"Your beautiful little wife is wild once she gets going," was the
answer. "But you still have to teach her a few things about doing what
you tell her, though."

"Yes," said Larry, a smile on his face." She does have a lot of
spirit."

"That she does. And how was your evening?"

"Great, as usual," answered Larry, giving Susan a little wink, which
she returned.

"Well, then, said Roy as he put on his jacket and walked to the door
with Susan. "I guess we'll be seeing you at the plant tomorrow."

"You and Ann must come up to our place sometime next week," said Susan
as she walked out the door. "You might even want to bring Karen and
David, and let them have a little tun as well," she continued.

Karen shuddered at the thought of being fucked by her fourteen year old
cousin, David, now. She was going to settle for nothing less than that
huge, adult-sized cock she knew her Uncle Larry had, and the experience
that went along with a man Larry's age.

As she watched Roy and Susan drive away, she looked into the living
room to make sure that there was no one else there. God only knew where
David was, but she was sure she didn't care. She walked into the room
just as Larry was going up the stairs to have a little talk with his
wife.

"Where are you going, handsome?" she asked in a seductive voice,
leaning against the open door. Larry whirled around and looked at her.

"What are you talking about?" he asked, startled by her sudden
presence.

"I saw what you did to that woman, and I want you to do the same thing
to me. Right now."

A look of shock crossed Larry's face, and he tried to collect the
thoughts her sudden appearance had dispersed.

"You ... you were watching, and you saw ..."

"That's right. I saw everything, and just from watching it, I'm hotter
than a cat in heat. I want you to fuck me as hard as you did Susan."

"Karen, honey, for God's sake, I'm your
own UNCLE."

"Big fucking deal. You got a cock and I want it. If you think you're
man enough, that is."

Larry reeled as though he had been slapped in the face. This was his
own niece talking to him like this. How could he even think of fucking
his brother's daughter? Still, there was something very seductive about
the way she glided across the floor. He would be the last person to say
that she didn't have one hell of a body, despite the fact that she was
only a teenager, and from some of the things his brother had written
about her, he was pretty sure that she knew how to use it. In fact, she
was showing her talents very well right now.

"What's the matter, big boy," she said as she walked across the room
and moved closer to Larry. "Afraid that you might not be able to give
me what I want?"

"I can give you what you want alright," he answered. Are you sure you
can handle it?"

"Why don't you give me a try," she hissed as she brought her arms
around his neck and planted her lips tightly against his, driving her
tongue deeply into his mouth and pressing the warm, wet organ against
the back of his throat. He felt her hands race along his thighs,
reaching from his neck down along his body and come to rest against the
firm fleshy orbs of his ass-cheeks, pulling him tighter against her
slowly gyrating hips.

Her actions made Larry's cock burgeon again, and this right after he
had just finished fucking Roy's wife.. It was almost too good to be
true, and even though she was his niece, he thought what the hell? A
cunt was a cunt, and this little pussy really was hot for fucking. Her
ripe young body was molding against his now eager form, and he
encircled her curvaceous hips with his own arms, pulling their
intertwining bodies tighter and tighter together, their lips brushing
against each other, their tongues worming and driving into each other's
throats as far as they could reach'.

Larry could feel her supple young tits mash against his chest and her
heart was pumping fiercely, sending surge after surge of lust heated
blood coursing through her little body. He reached between their
tightly pressing forms and brought his hand firmly against her cunt
mound, feeling that she had already started seeping through her hot
little pussy split. Her skin tight jeans were wetly stained at her
crotch, and her loins were warm with the wet juices she was allowing to
drip from her eager cunt. He could feel his penis ballooning in his
pants, and he shuddered as her hand rested lightly on the growing ridge
of flesh jutting down his pants leg.

The shirt she was wearing hardly hid from his hand the luscious firmly
curved young breasts, rising and falling as she took deep, lusty
breaths, and her nipples were already hard and taut with the
anticipation of the fuck she knew she was going to get from the older
man. He raced one hand from her fleshy buttocks and placed it firmly
against the soft, pliable mound of her breast flesh, kneading and
squeezing it tightly, pinching the turgid little nipple forcefully. He
felt her quiver and shudder as his ringers tightened around the cherry-
sized bud, and she was moving more and more quickly now, her actions
rising out of a desperate need to have the raging fires in her cunt
fucked to satisfaction by this man. Quickly, she removed the buckle to
his belt and opened his pants, pulling them down along his legs and
freeing his huge, thick cock from the confinement of his clothing. As
she did this, he ripped open her shirt, popping several buttons and
listening to them as they hit the floor.

He gaped as he looked at the sensuous beauty of her luscious young
breasts. They were apple shaped, young and firm, turning up slightly at
her desire-tightened nipples. Her belly was soft and silky smooth, flat
and delicious looking, accented by the seductive inward pucker of her
belly button. She removed her hands from his pants and brought them to
her own, quickly opening the skin like layer of denim covering her
shapely thighs and legs. Peeling out of her clothing, she presented her
body to him for approval.

Even though he had just finished fucking his boss' wife, Larry was in
total awe of the sensual young beauty standing before him. Her pale
blue eyes were closed slightly and seductively, her head turned to one
side, tossing her ashen hair casually over her shoulder, nearly hiding
one apple shaped breast, and not touching the other. Her hips flared
outward from her waist, and the hair fringing her cunt was fleecy soft
as the hair on her head. She was undulating her hips slowly, revolving
her body at the waist as though she were moving to some sensuous song
that was running through her mind. She glided across the room like a
cat, moving her hips in a swaying fashion as she drifted to the couch.
Sitting on the edge, she leaned back and spread her legs wide, fully
exposing the palpitating lips of her desire-glistening pussy. She
brought her hands along the seething split of her cuntal opening, and
she brought her other hand to the luscious young fullness of her
breasts, lifting them to her face as she closed her eyes and tossed her
head back.

"You want what you see," she said, "you come over here and take it."

Larry was in no mood to argue. His cock was so swollen that it actually
hurt. This little bitch, his own brother's daughter, was really asking
for it, and she really wanted to give it to him as well. She was hotter
than any older woman he had ever seen, and he was anxious to take
advantage of what she had to offer. His balls were hurting from just
looking at her, and for a moment, he was afraid to move, thinking that
this was some sort of dream that he would all too soon wake from.

Clearing his head, he walked across the room, his heavily swollen cock
bouncing painfully between his legs as he did, and he stood over her,
looking down at the lewdly spread girl sitting on the couch. Her hands
were still resting seductively on her cunt and breast, but they did
nothing to hide them from his view. In fact, she was making them all
the more visible. Her fuck finger was probing delicately into her
cuntal slit, opening the hotly seething little crevice to his eyes and
she was lifting her breast so that he could better see the well rounded
mass of luscious young tit flesh. With a quick motion, he knelt down
between her widely spread legs and placed his face firmly against her
open cunt, turning his head so that he could engulf the full vaginal
region between his greedy lips. Blowing gently into the passion-dilated
hole, he felt her spasm and quiver, and she pressed her hips downward
against his lips, thrusting her pussy tighter against his mouth as he
wormed his thick, love-stiff tongue deeply into the seething gushing
chamber, curling it as deeply up into her cunt walls as he could, and
came into contact with her lust hard clitoral bud.

Karen convulsed her body and breathed in a deep hiss, arching her head
back against the couch and lowering her body still more, driving her
lewdly spread cunt harder up against her uncle's eagerly sucking mouth.
He reached up with his hands and ran his fingers lightly along the
satiny skin of her creamy inner thigh, coming closer and closer to her
hair fringed pussy hole. Inch by lasciviously slow inch his fingers
darted along her thigh, creeping to her revolving pussy as he opened
his hand and encircled her shapely thighs, walking his fingers still
closer to her mouth sucked cunt. His tongue was darting in and out of
the vaginal split, slurping and licking hotly at the warmly flowing
lubrication as it poured from her pussy passage.

Karen was twittering and spasming her body, her mind washed clean of
rational through Larry pressed his tongue deeper and deeper into the
seething curl-rimmed little opening between her legs. She reached out
with her hands and brought them firmly to the sides of his head,
holding his tightly in place against her cuntal spread and forcing his
tongue deeper and deeper into her burning cunt. She was glad that she
had not finger-fucked herself to cumming while watching her Uncle fuck
his boss' wife. His tongue lashing was worth all the frustration she
had endured, and she was determined that she would make up for those
torturing moments with the totality of the fuck she was about to
receive. She bobbed his head along her searing young pussy slit, making
him move his tongue like a tiny cock, in and out of her hungrily
undulating cunt, and she was delighting in the dancing flames he was
producing in her vagina. Her whole lower body was on fire, the blazing
sheet of flame that seared through her cuntal area waving in
ripples through her eagerly grinding young loins. Larry blew gently
again into the ecstatically burning hole of her pussy, and again her
body spasmed wildly as a million flames lashed through her vagina,
burning everything in their path as they raced from her loins to her
swollen breasts in a blinding, white hot holocaust. She was panting and
breathing deeply as the fires raced through her body, consuming her
very being. She had never felt anything like the tongue lashing her
cunt was receiving now, and it was wonderful. His tongue was winding
and worming through tightly gripping walls of her cuntal maze, reaching
deeply into the tender folds of her cum-ladened vagina, the tip running
along the walls and sucking hungrily at her juices with loud, wetly
slurping gulps.

Larry reveled in the ambrosial delights pouring from his teenaged
nieces' seething young cunt. Again and again he lashed into the candied
depths of her vagina, drinking her cum as fast as he could, driving his
thick hot organ against the sensitive cuntal walls and inhaling the
deep, feminine aroma emanating from the valley of flesh between her
moisture covered thighs. His hands were against the fringe of thinly
curling hairs rimming her pussy, and he pressed his thumbs along the
burning cuntal opening, driving them in along with his tongue and
spreading the tightly clinging little orifice even more.

Karen made low, throaty mewls as she felt the blazing fires of her cunt
reach the point of no return. She was cumming, and she hadn't even had
his long, thick cock fucking up inside her cunt yet. She didn't mind
being sucked as she was, but she wanted to be fucked more. As though he
was able to read her thoughts, Larry pulled his mouth away from her
nearly exploding young pussy and stood up, his massive penis bobbing
and bouncing like a purple, blood-engorged spear, ready to strike out
at the tender and waiting folds of her sensuously grinding pussy. She
looked at her Uncle's cock, larger than it had seemed from her view
from the window, and she gasped at the size. When she had seen it at
first, she doubted that it was possible for it to fuck it up into her
vagina, but now she was certain. It was just too big. He would never be
able to stretch her tight young cunt walls enough to accommodate that
hugely burgeoned cock flesh.

"Come on," he hissed as he watched her stare at his huge cock. "I can't
fuck you really good if you're gonna stay on the couch like that. "It's
better on the rug."

His words broke the trance she was in, and she looked up at him with
her pale blue eyes opened wide in fascination.

"You're too big," she whispered, still unable to believe the immensity
of his cock. "You'll never to able to fit your cock in my cunt."

"I'll not only fit it in your cunt," he answered. "I'll ram it all the
way up inside that hot little belly of yours."

That was what she wanted. She wanted to feel the steel-hard penis
battering all the way up her vagina in her belly, and then some. It was
certainly long enough. She slid off the couch onto the floor, her legs
still lewdly spread as wide as she could force them. She rested on the
backs of her arms, looking up at her uncle as he lowered his naked body
to the floor between her trembling thighs, his cock jutting from
between his legs like a red-hot torch, the huge rubbery tip glowing
with the heated blood of his lust, his face contorted in a lascivious
little smile. Placing his hand on her breast, he pushed her back and
pressed his body all the way on top of her, his cock pressed between
their bellies like a writhing, hot snake, thick, hot and long.

He pressed his face against hers, brushing his lips against her open
mouth, and he heard a muffled squeal of delight as he drove his tongue
deeply into her throat, ramming the hot, wet organ far back against her
tonsils. His body weight had flattened her luscious, well-rounded
breasts, and the sex-taut nipples rubbed against the coarse hair of his
chest as he tossed and writhed his body on top of hers. Her loins
touched his thighs, and he could feel the hot liquid at her vaginal
slit brush against his skin, leaving a burning trickle of her juices on
him as she rubbed her thighs together in the mindlessness of her
passion. Lifting his ass high in the air, he allowed his prick to swing
down along the flatness of her belly and rest at the top of her eagerly
yearning pussy opening, the rubbery bulbous head barely touching the
pinkly quivering young lips.

He lowered his hand and gripped his lust-hardened rod, moving it up and
down along the hair fringed split, teasingly preventing it from driving
all the way into her cuntal chamber. She bucked and jerked her hips
against it, trying to engulf the cunt-wrenching size up into the
hungrily burning orifice, but he was in better control than she was,
and he barely managed to keep it away from the hotly seething depths.
He'd make the hot young teenager beg for it, by God.

She reached out with her hands and pulled down on his naked asscheeks,
trying to force his thickly throbbing penis into her, but he was
stronger than she was, and nothing she could do would make him force
his cock in her cunt until he was ready.

"Oh God what are you doing to me Uncle Larry?" she whimpered, her head
thrashing from side to side in the wanton mindlessness of her searing
flames coursing through her body.

"Just playing a little, honey," he teased. "Trying to see if you're as
much a woman as you think you are."

She couldn't believe that he was holding back, but the fires in her
cunt had to be satisfied, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Swallowing her pride, she took a deep breath and let her wants and need
be known.

"Please, fuck it, Uncle Larry! Oh God, I want to feel your cock fucking
my hot little cunt. Fuck it to it now, ooooooh pleeeez fuck it to
it!!!"

Larry smiled to himself. No woman was going to seduce him the way this
little bitch had. He'd show her who was boss when it came to fucking.
He positioned the tip of his massive hardness at the opening of her
cunt and, with a sudden inward thrust, plunged the thickness all the
way up inside, grinding his sperm-laden balls hard against the wet, now
cock-filled little opening of her pussy-hole.

Karen was taken completely by surprise. The size of his cock ripped at
her desire-young aching vaginal lips and stretched her cunt walls wide,
sending wave after wave of excruciating pleasure searing through her
lower body in blissful ripples. It felt as though something inhumanely
large had been thrust into her cunt, and the outward pressure against
her cunt walls was total and all-encompassing. She cried out as the
wild, beautiful torture washed through her body again and again.

"Aaaaaaiiieeeeee. My God! Your cock is beautiful and huge."

Larry smiled to himself as he began a rhythmic fucking in and out of
her open cunt, her pussy lips clasping tightly at his heavily slickened
hardness.

The pain she had felt was gone in an instant, and as soon as he began
fucking into her, she began fucking back, matching his thrusts with
violent upward jerks of her hips, slithering her cunt forcefully up
around his cock, sucking the turgid member deeper and deeper up into
her greedily absorbing belly. She was beyond all conscious thought now,
and she was jiggling her hips crazily, moving and thrashing her whole
body like a woman possessed, intent on nothing but extinguishing the
fires raging out of control deep within the boiling chamber of her
aching pussy.

'Jesus, she's tight,' thought Larry as he increased his plunges. 'She's
gonna make me blow everything right now if she doesn't slow down.'

"Hey, take it easy," he whispered into her ear. "We've got all night."

His words had no effect on her. She had seen the movie, she had seen
him fuck his boss' wife, and she had been hot all day. Nothing was
going to make her slow the thrashing of her hips, the gyrating of her
cunt, the bouncing of her whole body. She wanted to be fucked, and that
was all there was to it. She had to end the searing fires smoldering in
her pussy, and she had to end them now. She could feel the building
pressures mounting against her vaginal walls, and if she didn't cum
soon, she would go insane. His cunt sucking and been more effective
than he had realized. He had fucked her nearly to orgasm with his
tongue, and she had been truly disappointed when he had removed his
mouth from between her thighs. She was not going to be disappointed
again. She wanted to cum, and nothing was going to prevent it. This was
infinitely better than her fourteen year old cousin's. Larry's cock was
easily twice David's size, and suddenly she was bucking and jerking
with the thought of two beautifully hardened male cocks ramming into
her cunt at the same time.

Her mind was washed away in a blinding sheet of flame, an all consuming
fire that was growing more and more powerful with each deep inward
thrust of her uncles' cock. Her hands gripped tightly at his fleshy
buttocks, forcing him still deeper into the gushy, butter softness of
her cuntal passage, and she arched her hips off the floor, determined
to wear herself out with the totality of this, the most incredible fuck
she had ever experienced.

Despite his will, Larry was feeling the building pressures of her sperm
rising along the deeply penetrated cock, and he held his breath and
gritted his teeth to prevent himself from cumming. Her cunt was tight,
and she was moving it faster and faster with each thrust he made. There
was nothing he could do to slow her down, and now it was too late. He
knew that no power on earth or heaven could prevent him from flooding
her hotly devouring little vagina with the explosion rising rapidly in
his deeply pumping cock. The huge, bulbous head was near the bursting
point, and as it fucked in and out of her cum-slippery hole, the
burning racing to the head of his cock was getting worse. He knew he
was about to cum soon, and as she ground her naked young asscheeks
faster and faster up off the floor, he could feel his now painfully
aching hardness drive deeper into her seething cunt than it ever had.

Suddenly, he knew he was there. Everything in his mind was focused at
the tip of his cock, and everything told him he was about to erupt.
Lifting his body off hers, he arched his back and rammed his thick,
long penis as brutally into her cunt as he could, trying to reach her
belly through her vagina as his pubic muscles finally relaxed, and he
shot his load of thick white sperm far up into her desperately gyrating
pussy, his penis like an active volcano, blazing his lava-like semen
into the hot passage of her juicy, wet cunt. He opened his mouth and
uttered a groan displaying the totality of his cumming as he closed his
eyes and threw his head back, pressing down firmly on the floor as his
penis burst far up into her vaginal chamber.

"You're too sucking tight!! I'm ccccccuuuummmmiiiinnnnggg!!"

His whole body seemed to turn inside out and became a liquid mass
pouring along the heavily pulsing length of his cock deep in her vagina
and filling her whole belly with the fullness of his being. His sperm
blasted at the hardened clitoral bud and seemed to push against the
underside of her belly. Again and again he jetted his seething, boiling
sperm into her hotly thrashing young cunt, pouring the thick, hot cum
of his orgasm into her voraciously gripping little pussy in surge after
surge of liquid fire.

Karen could feel him summing, could feel his blasting sperm wash
against the aching vaginal walls searing in her cunt, and she could
feel his hot sperm rush against her cuntal chamber. Sherry could hold
her cum in her cunt no longer. As Larry lifted his body off hers, she
thrust her body tightly against his driving prick and allowed her
vaginal walls to relax, pouring her flood of clear, hot, wet cum wildly
out against the rushing surge of his cataractic sperm, crying out in
her wanton, mindless abandonment

"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeeee!!!"

Again and again they thrashed their bodies together, jerking and
bucking as they strove to keep their incredible orgasm going forever.
Their bodies were on fire with the wildly jetting, flood of their cum,
and they tried to merge their bodies together into one totally fucking
organism, endlessly cumming and flooding each other with the rivers of
their sexual juices. Their violent explosions seemed to go on forever,
as time appeared to stop while they erupted again and again, forcing
their cock and cunt harder and harder against each other.

Finally, however, it was all over. He had completely emptied his sperm
laden balls deep up into the seething chamber of her welcoming young
cunt, and her vaginal walls had squeezed all of her hot young cum out
against the rushing torrent of his semen. At last he slowed and stopped
his movement, allowing his hips to rest on her still quivering thighs
as his cock began to shrivel and slip out from the wetness up between
her thighs. She was still spasming, but it was clear that her orgasm
was over as well, and her. jerks were nothing but the delighting
ripples that were coursing through her body in the aftermath of her
wildly churning, orgasmic eruption.

Larry rolled his body off of hers and watched her as she continued to
writhe and twitter on the floor. Her eyes were closed as she allowed
the sweeping after-blazes to sear through her body. She was completely
out of her mind with delight, and she rubbed her thighs together,
making lewd little sucking sounds with them as she pressed the cum and
sperm covered flesh of her luscious legs against each other, her hands
running from her breasts to her cunt, inserting several fingers into
the still warmly gushing little hole as she attempted to continue her
spasming-orgasm. Finally, she was still, her body overwhelmed with the
totality of the cunt-sucking and fucking she had received, and she
drifted off into a deep, dreamless sheep, even as Larry watched her.

He smiled to himself. She was really an incredible young fuck, be
thought to himself, and he was going to make sure that he saw a lot
more of her. Between her, Susan and Ann, he was really set for a while.

And speaking of Ann, where the fuck was she? She should have been down
stairs long ago. Why won't she here? Roy had told him that she needed
some talking to, and he felt that he had better show her her place in
the house. She was probably still in her bedroom feeling sorry for
herself. Well, that was a lot of bullshit. She was his wife, and it was
her place to come to him after their guests had left. He would just
have to go upstairs and have a little talk with her. Picking up his
pants and shirt, he quickly dressed and walked silently up the stairs.

Chapter 7

"Mother!" exclaimed David as he walked softly into the bedroom and
closed the door behind him. "What did he do to you?"

Ann at first didn't hear him, and she continued to lie naked on the
bed. David walked over to her and touched her nakedly trembling
shoulder, his own concern for her well-being the only thing on his mind
at the moment. She didn't appear to be hurt, and that at least was a
good thing.

When Ann felt the hand on her shoulder, she jumped, thinking it was
either Larry or Roy, but when she saw it was David, she was instantly
embarrassed but did nothing to hide her nakedness from her son.

"D ... David," she stammered. "W ... what a ... are you d ... doing
here?" she asked between her sobs.

: "I came up here to see if you needed any help. I saw what happened in
the living room, and I saw Dad's boss follow you. I'm sorry, Mother. I
should love broken in the door. I didn't know ..."

Ann smiled. Such a devoted son, she thought. He had known all along
that she was getting fucked out of her mind up here but still loved
her.

"It's a good thing you didn't come in," she said, her self control
coming back to her. "I wouldn't want you to see what he did to me."

She was feeling a lot better now that her son understood, and she sat
up on the bed as she tried to regain her breath. David, seeing that she
was all right, began to gaze at her luscious body. He had never seen
his mother in the nude before, and he could see now why both Larry and
Roy had been so eager to fuck her. Her breasts were ripe and well-
rounded. Her skin was silky smooth and soft looking, and her pussy
mound was delicious looking, glistening as it was in the lighting of
the room. David could feel his own cock growing in his pants just from
looking at her, and he was torn between his desire to fuck her and his
concern for her well being. He sat on the bed and put his hands on her
shoulders in an effort to comfort her. Her skin was glowing and warm to
the touch, and he ran his hands along her naked arms as he soothed her
from her ordeal.

"That feels nice, darling," she said, relaxing to the gentle massage he
was giving her. She thought it was amazing that he would know just what
to do at a time like this, and she decided that she would put her
complete trust in her son. "Your step-father's boss left me all
nervous, darling. I'm just a bundle of nerves."

"Yes, Mother," answered David, rubbing his hands a little harder on her
arms. "Why don't you roll over on your stomach and let me rub your
back. It'll make you feel better."

Ann was now completely unashamed of her nudeness in the presence of her
son, and she knew that a massage would make her feel a lot better. She
did as he told her, laying her head on the cum-soaked pillow and
stretching her body out on the bed, her legs loosely held together.

David placed his hands on the back of her shoulders and pressed into
the blades with his thumbs, opening and closing his hands as he worked
the supple, pliant skin with his strong fingers. He crept his hands
farther along her body to her waist, enveloping the soft curve near her
hips and slipping his fingers lightly under her belly, pressing gently
into the tense skin. He could feel her relax her luscious body with his
touch, and his mind was reeling with a mass of conflicting thoughts.
His hands went further along her body, coming into contact with the
backs of her thighs, and he noticed that she opened her legs a little,
hoping that he would circle around and rub the insides of them for her.

With a hand on each thigh, David encircled the lush skin of her inner
legs, and he could feel the still sticky juice of her orgasm resting
hotly on her flesh. The touch burned into his fingers and made his cock
grow even larger in his pants. He heard her coo softly as she relaxed
her body at his massaging, and she revolved her naked form on the bed,
turning her body slightly on her side, opening her legs still farther.

David could see clearly the pinkly glistening pussy lips between the
valley of her thighs, and for a moment, he stopped his rubbing, gazing
at the quivering, palpitating opening, glistening with the lubrication
of her orgasm from Roy's finger fucking. David encircled more of her
supple thighs, moving his hands closer to the still warmly throbbing
cunt of his mother and further around to the front of her luscious
body. Her eyes were closed as she turned her body completely over,
resting on her back, her softly curling pussy mound the most prominent
sight along her white, creamy flesh. David gasped when he saw it, and
his hands were inching closer and closer to the forbidden area of her
delicious looking cunt.

There are times when spoken words are unnecessary between a mother and
her son. There is an unspoken language that each instinctively knows,
and this was one of those times. As David moved his squeezing hands
along the lush, tender skin of his mother's lower leg, she parted her
thighs a little more, opening the way to the sensuous pussy that had
been fucked into wildly gushing cumming by Roy's expert fingers. She
opened her eyes and found that David was gazing at her face. Satisfied
that he knew what she wanted, she closed her eyes again and turned her
head seductively to one side, moving her hands lightly along her ribs
to her cunt, where she rubbed with her fuck-finger the seething slit of
her still aching pussy. David took her hand away from her cunt and
placed it gently along the hardened mass of flesh in his pants and made
her stroke his steel-hard cock. She made no effort to remove her hand,
and David heaved a sigh of relief, crawling onto the bed with her, and
pressed his lips firmly against hers.

She opened her mouth and allowed him to worm his prying, boyish tongue
as deeply into her throat as he could, winding her own tight, wet organ
around his as she felt his hands wander along her soft, honeyed skin to
her breasts, engulfing one of them with his tender fingers. He squeezed
it gently, tapering his fingers around the hardening nipple, pinching
the swelling breast bud lightly with his thumb and fore-finger. She
jerked her body in delight as she felt lascivious fires sear through
her once again quivering naked form. She reached between their tightly
pressed bodies and rubbed her hand firmly along the ridge of flesh in
her son's pants, pressing his burgeoned cock against his legs. She was
amazed at what she felt. His cock was a little larger than she would
have imagined, and that made her glad. She wanted to feel a cock-
fucking in her cunt, and she would stop at nothing to have it. She
moved her hand up along his pants and reached for his belt buckle,
opening it and sending her hand into the tight confines of his pants.
David moved his body away from his mother to allow her easier access to
his penis, and he finally removed his hand from her voluptuous breast
and opened his pants completely, pulling them off and dropping them on
the floor next to the bed.

With tender care, his mother slipped her hand into her son's
underpants, stretched amazingly with the jutting of his youthfully
swollen, penis. She gripped his cock firmly, again amazed that it was
approaching manhood. She knew then that her son was no longer a boy,
but almost a man, with almost a man's cock, and she shivered at the
thought of having such a tender young penis in her still voraciously
needing cunt.

David pressed his half naked body against the warm flesh of his mother,
thinking that it was a good thing he had fucked Karen earlier. He knew
what he would have to do, and he reasoned that he would amaze his
mother with his newly acquired experience. Again he placed his hand on
her lust-swollen breast, pressing his palm tightly against the cherry-
sized nipple and pressing it teasingly against his hand, and again Ann
shivered as a million searing flames ripped through her body, racing
from her tightly squeezed breast and flowing to her cunt. Her legs
blossomed and she rubbed her naked thigh against David's. Lifting his
body a little, David kept one hand on her sensuous mound of flesh while
he moved the other to the hotly dripping opening of her cunt, laying
his fuck finger along the pussy opening and teasingly running it up and
down the tender, soft slit, preventing it from piercing the thin,
vertical little mouth as he increased the fires raging in his mother's
pussy. She gyrated her hips and ground them into the bed as she reached
down with her hands and took hold of David's grinding middle finger
into the hotly seething slit of her pussy and moving his in and out of
her hungrily aching vagina. Then she closed her legs tightly, trapping
his hand in the fleshy valley between her thighs.

David increased the motions of his hand, driving it deeper and deeper
into the gushing chamber of her cunt, and Ann reached out with her hand
and stroked her son's desire-thickened young cock, moving her hand
lightly along the seething mass of flesh and pulling his pants down
along his legs with the same motion. Finally, David removed his hand
from her breast and took his shorts off altogether, fully exposing his
cock in all its youthful masculine glory.

Ann stared hungrily at it. She couldn't believe that this was her son's
cock. He had grown up so quickly, and Ann thought it must be true that
all you have to do is just turn around and; your children become full
grown. She smiled as she tried to imagine her own young fourteen year
old son's cock fucking slipperily in and out of her cunt, but she
couldn't begin to think of what it would feel like. She had to have it
inside her for that.

She gasped as she felt David slither another finger up into her aching
pussy, worming another digit into the soft wet confines of her pussy
walls. His hand was fucking in and out of her torrid pussy faster and
faster, and Ann delighted in the sensations he was causing. This was
nothing like what Roy had done to her. This was her son bringing her to
the point of an incredible orgasm, and she was loving every minute of
it. She was undulating her hips harshly against her son's rapidly
fucking hand, driving her hips brutally against his opened pawn,
rubbing the soft, wet fringe of her cunt hairs along his hand and
clenching her inner cunt walls tightly around his fingers.

For David, this was a dream come true. He had wanted to fuck his mother
ever since he had heard Larry fucking her the day before, and now he
was going to. He delighted in the fact that she was already thrashing
her hips against his hand, and he thought that he was fucking a real
woman now, and not the girlish cunt of his cousin, Karen. His mother's
full, luscious body was much more experienced in this than Karen's and
he was determined to take full advantage of this. He was opening and
closing his hand around her breast, squeezing tightly the sensitive
nipple bud, bright red on top of the creamy mound of flesh, and he
lowered his body again, opening his mouth and surrounding her other
breast with his soft, wet lips, lashing out with his tongue at her
hardened nipple, biting it gently and feeling his mother reel and
thrash as a million tiny flames raced from her breast to her hotly
revolving cunt. He wormed another finger up between her tightly clasped
thighs, sending all three digits as deeply as he could up into the
buttery softness of her hungrily absorbing pussy. His hand was becoming
slippery with the massive amounts of lubrication pouring from her pussy
opening, and his hand slipped in and out of her hotly burning vagina
with incredible ease.

Ann parted her thighs even wider now, drawing her legs up and dropping
them to the sides, fully offering her vagina to her son, in the hopes
that he would soon begin to fuck his virile young cock into her cunt.
As she opened her legs, David reacted with a cunt-wrenching act that
surprised her. He closed his small young fist and wormed the whole of
it up into the slipperily yielding hole, pushing it deep into her cunt
and stretching her vaginal walls forcefully with his tightly clenched
hand.

Ann gasped as she felt as though her whole cunt was being ripped apart
with the small young fist worming far up into her pussy. despite the
sudden, unexpected pain, she was totally awash with the delightful
agony searing through her vagina, and she ground her hips hotly up
against his hand, sending his tightly balled fist still deeper into her
burning cuntal chamber. She gasped again as it came into contact with
her lust-hardened cervix, and she emitted a scream of lascivious
delight that seemed to shatter the whole room.

"Aaaaauiiiiieeeee!! My God!! Oh my God, baby!!!"

David smiled to himself as he felt his mother's naked body writhe
hungrily beneath him. He knew what she was feeling, and he fucked his
young fist again and again into the hotly seething depths of her well
oiled cunt, driving his whole hand into her as forcefully as he could,
ramming it firmly against the bottom of her belly up inside as hard as
he could, feeling her thrash and toss her lust-wracked body with each
incredible inward fuck of his fist. He would show her that he knew what
fucking was all about, and he was determined to drive her nearly insane
with sheer lust. He wanted to give her the best fuck she had ever had,
and he wanted to be taken for a ride that he would never forget. Again
and again he screwed his fist into her wide deliciously stretched pussy
lips, drawing from her burning pussy as much of her sweet cum juices as
he could. His whole arm was working like a mighty piston in the chamber
of her sensuously writhing cunt, and he was coating his arm with the
hot, sticky fluid coming from her loins. He fucked his fist deeper and
deeper into the seething folds of her sensitive vagina, rubbing it
teasingly against the slippery walls of her eagerly welcoming depths.

Ann had never felt anything like it before. Where had her son learned
all these things? He was making her so crazy with his actions, and she
could tell that she was in for something that she had not bargained
for. She thought he would do little more than fuck her, but instead he
was bringing her to the maddened frenzy of a colossal orgasm, one that
she would never forget for as long as she lived. Again and again she
drove her hips violently up against the deeply plunging hand, revolving
her pussy in huge, widening circles. She was nearly to the point of
orgasm, and she thought that if she didn't cum soon, she would be
driven insane. The flames in her loins were lashing and burning her
whole body in a blazing sheet of searing, broiling flame. Every inch of
her body seemed to be ready to burst apart into a million pieces with
the total cunt wrenching her son was giving her, and she felt that she
was losing her mind in a wild wash of sexual passion. Her hips were
tossing and reeling randomly now and she made low, throaty moans as she
felt her vaginal walls burn with the pressure of her cum. She stroked
her son's virile young cock faster and faster, trying to match in him
the intensity she was feeling in her pussy. Her head was tossing from
side to side, and she writhed her body about violently on the mattress
as her blissfully pain wracked body became engulfed in an all consuming
holocaust of passion.

David could sense that his mother was about to cum, and he could feel
his own fires rising along his tightly stroked cock. His sperm was
flowing along the turgid length of his penis, pressing tightly against
the heavily throbbing tip of it, and he was gritting his teeth to hold
back his eruption for just a little longer. He was in no mood to be
masturbated. He wanted to be fucked!

With a violent surge of strength, he pulled his hand out from his
mother's cunt and moved his body away from hers, pulling his nearly
erupting cock from her grasp. He heard his mother sob deliriously
pleading for him to fuck his fist back up inside her cunt. He said
nothing, but he moved his body over her's, arching his ass and placing
his cock head lightly against the hotly seething slit of her
deliriously hungering cunt.

"Oooooh, my darling little baby, fuck mama's pussy! Fuck it good!" She
groaned as she reached out with her hand and tried to pull him into
her, pressing tightly at his naked young buttocks, forcing him to
quicken his actions and satisfy the smoldering flames that were licking
so painfully at her vaginal walls. David gripped his lust-hardened
young rod and held it firmly against his mother's hotly quivering pussy
lips, bobbing his ass up and down as he further increased the raging
fires blazing nearly out of control in her belly below. Finally, he
could resist no longer and with a sudden lunge, he drove his cock as
far as he could up into her hungrily churning vaginal walls, slapping
his balls harshly against the cum-glistening fringe of pussy hair
rimming her cuntal split.

Ann felt her inner pussy walls stretched violently with the virile
young hardness of her son's cock, and she drove her hips hard up
against his thighs, pressing tightly with her hands on his buttocks as
she pulled him deeper and deeper up into her voraciously seething
cuntal chamber. Her breasts were flattened against her son's smooth
chest, and her nipples were rubbing violently along his skin, adding to
the surging fires that were blazing wildly around in her cunt. Her
whole body was writhing with the torching flames that lashed throughout
her pussy, and her cuntal chamber was bathed in a piercing, shooting
agony that washed through her whole vagina and seared .hotly at the
conscious elements of her mind.

David was amazed at how easily his cock slid in and out of his mother's
cunt. It was well lubricated now with luscious amounts of her cum, and
his penis glided into the gushing softness with lewd wet slurping
sounds. His sperm laden young balls were slapping harshly down against
the fringe of hair rimming her pussy slit, and he delighted in tie soft
of her venus mound grating his soft, smooth skin. Each violent thrust
of his heavily burgeoned cock in the warm buttery softness of her cunt
was adding fuel to the fire raging at the tip of his penis, and he knew
that he would not be able to hold his seething, thick sperm in his cock
much longer. His mother's stroking had been nearly too much, and now
that he was ramming and thrusting his cock deeply into her cunt, he was
again feeling the rising of his semen against the tip of it. His ass
was bouncing wildly, and his body weight was thrashing down against his
mother's nakedly thrashing form.

Ann gripped his buttocks tighter and tighter as she pressed him as
firmly as she could against her sweat-glistening body, driving his cock
as deeply into her vagina as she could. She wanted to feel it reaching
all the way up to her belly, and as she pressed him tighter against
her, she drove her hips up and down as hard as she could, wiggling her
ass and grinding her body insanely into the mattress, sensing that she
was about to cum. Her son's thrusts were just too violent. She would
never be able to hold back the wildly gushing explosion of her cum much
longer. She could feel her vaginal walls start to constrict, forcing
her cum out along her cuntal chamber, and then with a violent surge of
strength, she stiffened her body and tightened her legs outward,
feeling that everything was coming to a head. Wildly, she emitted a
lascivious scream that shattered the silence of the room.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!"

Her cuntal passage flooded with a hotly gushing confluent of her
feminine juices, swashing his fourteen year old cock deeply thrusting
cock in a wildly flowing river of her cum, washing around his hotly
thrusting young prick with a hot, wet liquid heat.

David felt her tighten her body beneath him, and he could feel the
hotly burning rush of her cum against his almost cumming cock. As she
pierced the room with her cry of wanton abandonment, he could feel his
own liquid fires pressing against the bulbous head of his penis, and he
knew that he would be no longer able to keep from exploding his load
into the hungrily devouring cunt of his mother and as he felt it wash
hotly against his cock, he felt his own orgasm coming. He tightened his
body and drove his seething cock as deeply into her cunt as he could,
holding it tightly against the wetly exploding walls as his penis tip
erupted his thick, milky-white sperm deeply in his mother's cuntal
passage. A growling hiss escaped from between his tightly clenched
young teeth.

"Aaaaaarrrrrrggghhhh!!!"

It was like nothing he had ever felt before. The sensuality of having a
fully grown woman writhe and churn in wild, sexual passion beneath him
was a dream, and her luscious fullness battered at his youthful body
with the full force of her experience.

Again and again they smacked their sweat-slickened bodies together,
mother and son becoming closer than they ever had before, becoming as
one in the all-consuming violence of their orgasm.

Then finally, he was completely spent. His balls were totally empty of
the huge volume of semen they had made, and he began to slow his body
motions, driving his cock in and out with less force as his mind again
took control of his actions. As he eased his thrusts, he noticed that
his mother was doing the same, bringing her body down from the
incredible high she had been riding with the totality of her orgasm.
Together they brought their bodies closer and closer against each
other, relaxing their tightened arms and legs until, finally, they
collapsed completely. David pulled his slowly deflating young cock from
between his mother's cum-filled pussy and rolled over onto his back,
panting in short, choppy gasps. His body was covered in a fine film of
sweat, and his chest was heaving as he took deep breaths to try and put
himself back together.

Ann was still lying spread-eagle on the bed, her mind empty of what she
should say. Nothing like this had ever happened before, and she was not
exactly sure how to handle it. She had figured that she would cross
that bridge when she came to it, and now that the moment had arrived,
she found that she was speechless. For a long time, neither of them
said anything. Then Ann decided to take the situation in hand.

"I think you're going to like your new father," she said in a low
throaty voice. "He seems to understand this kind of thing."

"Do you think he will, Mother," answered David. He too was feeling the
pressure of not knowing what to say. One just did not fuck his mother
every day.

"Do you have any regrets about what we did?" she asked, hoping that he
didn't.

"No," he answered. "Do you?"

"No. At first I thought I did, but as soon as you started massaging my
legs, I knew what I wanted, and I'm glad I did it."

"So am I." He held back from saying that he had wanted to fuck her ever
since yesterday, figuring that it might make matters a little more
uncomfortable.

"Maybe we can do it again some time," she whispered into his ear. "That
is, if Larry won't mind."

"I think he'll understand perfectly, darling. And as long as we all
have each other," answered David, "things can only get better for us."

Chapter 8

As Larry climbed the stairs toward his bedroom, he thought he could
hear voices. One was Ann's, but the other was a male voice, almost
familiar. It couldn't be Roy. He had already left. There was no chance
that he would come back without telling him. Larry strained his ears,
trying to place the voice, and as there was a little more conversation,
he recognized who it belonged to. It was David's. Now what was that
little fucker doing in his mother's room? God, maybe he had gotten some
of her hot little cunt too! Wouldn't that be beautiful. Well, he
thought, better to wait until the kid was gone. He wanted to talk to
Ann alone anyway and see how she liked his boss But ... God ... it made
his cock lurch tight in his pants at the thought that maybe she had let
her own son fuck her too! If he went in and fucked her now, he would be
the third guy to cum in her tonight!!!

* * *

Inside the bedroom, David was getting dressed.

"I think I'm going out for a walk or something," he told his mother. "
I need a little time to be alone."

"I understand," she answered, smiling as she watched him pull up his
pants. He was every inch a man, and she was glad that she had raised
him properly, to respect his elders. He could tell that she wanted to
be alone as well. They both had quite a bit to think about.

Buttoning his shirt, he turned to his mother, gave her a quick wink and
opened the door, leaving the room as silently as he could so that he
would not disturb her secret thoughts.

* * *

Larry ducked into another room as he heard the bedroom door opening,
and he stuck his head into the hall to see David going down the stairs.
Now he could have that little talk with his wife. Walking quickly down
the hall, he placed his hand on the door knob and opened the door,
walking into the bedroom in a single bound. His mouth curved into a
smile as he saw his wife naked on the bed, her mouth still contorted
with the lascivious delight of her recent orgasm.

"Didn't I see David just come from here?" he asked, hardly able to
believe what he was thinking.

"Yes, he is my son, you know," she said turning her face to her husband
and making her voice as sultry as she could. She loved him more than
anything she could think of at the moment, and she wanted him to know
it.

"What was he doing in here?" asked Larry, leading up to what he hoped
to hear.

"He was just talking to me, why?" she teased, keeping her voice as low
and sexy as she could. She knew he was fishing to see if David had
fucked her and she was going to play the game to the fullest.

"Do you always talk to your son in the nude?" he asked, moving closer
to the bed. His voice putting on a mock anger.

"I talk to my son any way I feel like it. Just like I talked to your
boss, Roy."

"You better watch what you say to me, woman," hissed Larry. His eyes
were glowing with an intense desire to fuck her with her cunt still
filled with the cum of her fourteen year old son. They burned deeply
into Ann, and it was all she could do to keep from showing him that she
too, was ready to be fucked again but she wanted to tease him into a
wild, angry fuck that they both would remember a long time. "Roy was a
little disappointed with your performance tonight, and I think we ought
to have a little talk about it," he said to put her on the defensive.

"I have nothing to say about it," she grinned wickedly back. "But he
came beautiful in my mouth and watched me go to the bathroom." She said
it, knowing it would drive him wild enough to really rape-fuck her.

"Well, baby, I'm gonna be the third one to fuck you tonight, and you're
gonna be fucked by a real man."

His words hit her like a cold blast of water, and she reeled back from
his attack. Larry smiled. He had had his suspicions ever since he had
noticed that she was in the nude that David had fucked her too, but now
they were confirmed.

"Do you deny that you let your son fuck you crazy," he teased,
realizing now that she was trying to make him angry and fuck her that
way. Well, by God, if that was what she wanted!!! Larry was on top of
her in an instant. He slapped her so hard that she was thrown back onto
the bed, her face stinging from the force of his blow.

"Listen, you little bitch," he hissed. "I'll fuck who I want and you'll
fuck who I tell you. It's a good thing you sucked my boss' cock good
tonight. You could have cost me my job at the plant."

"And I could give a shit about your stupid job at the factory. For all
I care, both you and Roy ..." she goaded him on.

She never got to finish her sentence. Larry had removed his belt and
lashed out with the leather strap, catching her across both breasts and
leaving a bright red welt on her creamy smooth skin. She had hardly
recovered from the first blow when she felt another, stinging along her
flat belly. She curled up into a little ball on the bed, trying to
protect her sensitive organs from the brutal beating. Ooooh God, his
anger was making her wetter and wetter again up inside her cunt!

"Now maybe you'll listen to what I have to say," he said, lowering his
hand. "When I tell you to fuck someone, you better do it. And I don't
want you fucking David anymore unless I can watch," he continued,
taking off his pants. "Now it's my turn for a piece of that well-fucked
little cunt of yours. Let's spread those long, beautiful legs wide and
see what their cum looks like up inside your cheatin' little pussy."

"Why don't you go fuck yourself," she whispered to goad him wilder, and
refusing to unfold herself. She was hardly surprised with the sting of
his lashing, but she never thought she could get him to whip her a
fourth time. Or a fifth. Again and again he lashed out with his belt,
whipping across her soft, supple skin and leaving red welts where ever
the searing edge of his belt fell onto her flesh. She thrashed her
body, trying to get away from the endless blows of his belt, but there
was no place for her to go. She fought desperately, trying to hold back
the lust for awhile that was welling in her belly. She tried hard, but
it was no use as his razor sharp blows lashed across her buttocks,
across her belly, along her breasts, her cunt flamed wilder and there
was nothing, she could do to stop it. Finally Larry ended the beating
and smiled at the whimpering form of his welt covered wife.

"Now, let's see you do exactly what I want," he snapped.

Seeing that there was no way she could refuse him any longer without
driving him crazy she turned over on her back and spread her legs, her
eyes closed and her head turned to one side. Her arms were resting
along her side, and she was determined that she was going to make her
husband enjoy his rape-fuck. She would put on the best show in the
world for him so that he would really think it was for real.

Larry had been waiting for this moment ever since he had talked to Roy.
If it hadn't been for that little interlude with Karen, he would have
had his cock in her cunt long ago. And then he had another cock-
throbbing thought. Her son had just fucked her in her cunt, and he was
going to be damned if he didn't get to share her hot little pussy with
that fourteen year old boy of her's.

"No. I've changed my mind. Roll over on your stomach. I'm gonna fuck
you in the ass."

His words burned into her more than anything else he could have said.
He wanted to perform the lewd and perverse act of sodomy on her. It was
too much for her to have expected. She had always secretly wanted to be
fucked back there and had even wormed her finger up inside it several
times when she had finger-fucked herself.

"No," she whimpered to go along with him. "Not that. Please. Anything
but that."

She was silenced with a stinging lash across her belly, and as she
bounced her body with the reeling blow, she felt another whip dart at
the quivering lips of her pussy. This was almost too much for her to
bear and she almost came again.

"I said roll over on your stomach. I don't want to repeat it again."

It was useless. He would beat her to within an inch of her life is she
teased him further, and she knew that there was no way she could stand
another beating without cumming. She did as she was told.

Larry's thick, long penis was throbbing with excitement. He was holding
it tightly in his hand, and he could feel the surging pulse of blood
coursing through the corpulent rod. He had fucked more than a few women
in the ass, and he knew what it was like to have the tight, spongy
little walls gripping his massive penis. An asshole was tighter than
any cunt, tighter even then his niece's small young pussy, and he knew
that this was going to be really something. His cock was blue veined
and turgid, looking like an angry purple rod ready to lash out at Ann's
ass hole. As he stared hungrily at the smooth fleshy buttocks turned up
to him, he smacked his lips in anticipation. He walked closer to the
bed and placed his hand on them, working his thumbs into the softly
yielding crevice of her ass. He probed deeply into the smoothly curved
anal crack and pulling them apart, smiled as he saw the tight little
puckered circle pink and constricted as Ann tightened her ass. She was
hoping that it would look small and tight for him to fuck. She knew how
large his cock was, and she thought that if she made her ass look small
and more inviting, he might be driven to fuck her more perversely and
wild. It was strange, but that's what she felt like tonight after being
fucked by two other males already.

He placed his fuck finger against the tiny inward pucker and wormed it
in all the way up to his knuckle. Instantly, Ann shuddered her body as
she felt a million searing flames at the base of her spine. He worked
his fuck finger salaciously in and out of the tightly clinging little
hole, trying to stretch it as much as he could before the insertion of
his heavily burgeoned cock, and Ann's faked thrashing only stretched
the opening more, causing a blinding rush of intense, pleasurable agony
along her lower body.

She couldn't believe that she had succeeded so well in driving him to
this. She had tried to be a good wife, to do the things her new husband
had told her, and now she was going to get repaid for her efforts? A
beating and now an ass fucking. It was too much. She never realized
that Larry could be so masterful, but she was getting the proof first
hand. He really was going to fuck her in the ass, and there was nothing
she could do about it even if she wanted to. She couldn't even control
the hotly searing desire that was racing through her body as he wormed
another finger hotly up into her tight little asshole.

And then she could feel it. He was pressing his rubbery cock tip
against the wide spread cheeks of her ass, pushing his long, thick cock
in between her buttocks, and teasing with the bulbous head against the
tight little anal mouth buried deep up between them. She pulled her
body instinctively away from the searing cock, but as she did so, she
felt his hand come down harshly on her thigh, holding her forcefully in
place and preventing her from moving away. He squeezed his hand as
tightly as he could, driving his fingers deeply into the soft,
succulent flesh of her supple thigh, and she mewled in delicious pain.
As he heard her cry, he again lashed out with his belt across her back.

"l don't want to hear another sound out of you, you little slut," he
hissed, realizing more strongly now that she wanted him to treat her
like a whore tonight.

Ann was almost beyond consciousness with desire and lust, but she
fought to keep her sanity. If only David hadn't gone outside. He could
fuck her too. He was nearly as big as Larry. But that was all wishful
thinking. The reality was that Larry was here alone, and she was
totally at his mercy. Again he placed his bulbous cock head against the
tightness of her nakedly clenched rectal mouth, and she could feel him
tighten against her as he prepared to drive his heavy, lust-hardened
cock as deeply up into the tight hole as he could. She braced herself
against what she knew would be at first, excruciating torture, but even
so she was hardly ready for the searing rush of agony that swept
through her rectum. He was driving his prick into her tightly clenched
hole inch by brutally painful, agonizing inch, and he was stretching
her anal passage beautifully wide with his outsized penis.

"God, you're tight," she heard his groan as he pulled his cock from her
asshole to prepare for yet another deep inward fuck. "This is really
gonna feel good."

Again he rammed the smooth tip against the pinkly throbbing little
circle and again he drove it into her searing anus, worming it farther
up inside than he had the first time.

Ann stiffened her body as a sheet of wild, sensuous agony seared
through her lower body, and she stifled a scream of delight.

Larry was smiling eagerly. 'Jesus, her ass is tighter than a drum,' he
thought to himself. 'I'm gonna really have to work at this.' He crawled
further onto the bed and placed his ass above her's so that he would be
able to utilize his full body weight to drive his prick all the way
into her rectum. Placing his burgeoned cock once more between the
fleshy valley of her buttocks, he aimed the tip of his cock squarely at
the hotly pulsing little hole of her ass and, with a sudden lunge,
drove the full length of his thick, corpulent cock as deeply as he
could, wrenching apart the tight anal walls and sending a searing,
scorching sheet of agonizing lust racing through Ann's entire backside.

Despite her resolve, Ann was forced to cry out as her whole body felt
as though it was being ripped in half from the sheer mass of her
husband's ass fucking cock.

"Aaaaagggghhhh!!!"

She clenched her teeth to brace herself for another outward, inward
fuck, but now that Larry had finally sunk his cock fully into the
incredibly tight confines of her ass, he was not about to take it out.
Even though he did not fuck into her deeper again, she was still awash
with the blinding masochistic pleasure coursing throughout her entire
body. She had never felt so much delicious pain before, and it was made
even worse as Larry began fucking slowly in and out of her anal
passage, ramming his cock fully to the hilt again and again. Ann could
feel his balls slapping against the naked flesh of her buttocks, and
she wondered how it was possible that she had not fainted from the
wild, wonderful sensations. Again and again he rammed his cock in and
out of her hotly scorching ass, driving it deeply into her rectum,
stretching her back side with his herculean prick.

"Oooooh Lord, yesss! Fuck it crazy, darling! Fuck my asshole, crazy!"
she almost screamed wildly beneath her deeply fucking husband's cock.
God, it felt beautiful skewering around so far up into her open belly
and cock-stretched rectal walls like that!

Larry was in a state of total bliss. Her ass hole was tight and warm,
as warm as any cunt he could think of at the moment, and he delighted
in what he thought was forcing his wife into the humiliation of having
her ass fucked. He could feel his sperm begin its slow assent along his
deeply thrusting cock, the seething, thick liquid pressing forcefully
against the near fist sized head of his cock, and he knew that when he
finally erupted his semen into her, he would experience the ultimate
triumph. He would have really showed his wife who was the boss of his
home.

* * *

Karen was slowly coming out of the lascivious stupor the incredible
fuck by her Uncle Larry, had put her in, and she heard Ann's scream.
The sound of Ann's voice brought her more quickly to her senses, and
she pulled her naked body off the floor and strained her ears to see if
she could make out what was happening. The sound had come from Ann's
bedroom, and Karen decided that she had better go up and take a look.
Finding her work shirt, she slipped it over her luscious young
shoulders and buttoned it as she climbed the stairs. Walking through
the hall toward the bedroom, she could make out the sounds of panting
and moaning, and she could tell from her experience that someone was
being fucked. 'Well,' she thought. 'This is pretty good I'll get to
watch two fucks in the same night.' She crept quietly through the hall
and slowly opened the door to Ann's room. When she saw what was
happening, a huge smile broke her lips. This must be the little talk
Larry was going to have with Ann, and it looked like he was holding up
his end of the conversation very well. She slipped into the bedroom,
totally unnoticed by either Larry or Ann, and watched the proceedings.
She had been jealous of Ann ever since she came to visit. Ann was so
prim and proper. Fucking her in the ass would show her a thing or two.

Larry was having the time of his life, ramming and driving his thick
penis in and out of his wife's tightly clenching little asshole, and he
didn't notice his young niece as she walked into the room. Not that it
would have made any difference if he had. His overworked penis was
already nearing the point of no return, and he knew that it would not
be long before he flooded Ann's backside with the hot, thick river of
his boiling sperm. He fucked his cock deeper and deeper into the
tightly clasping hole of her anus, moving his own ass faster and faster
as he thrust his cock into her hotly milking asshole with the same
violence and speed he would have used on her cunt. Her recent orgasm
with her son had done some lubricating, and she was making some
additional cum of her own in her perversely rising passion. Her
slippery cum was spreading along the back of her thighs and working up
into her cock split ass hole, making Larry's cock fuck into her anus
with greater ease. Each brutal slamming of his prick through her hotly
searing rectum was increasing the burning fires already raging in her
unfilled cunt below, and she found that Larry's body weight had pinned
her to the bed so she could not move in the slightest to fuck back at
him.

Larry was feeling his sperm press salaciously against his rubbery cock
head, and he thrust his penis as deeply into her ass as he could,
taking a deep breath as he felt his pubic muscles constrict for the
last time. Finally, no longer able to hold back his rushing sperm, he
gritted his teeth and allowed his cock to erupt in her ass, hissing
sharply as he flooded the tightly gripping walls of her rectum to the
brim with the thickly flowing river of his semen.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!"

Again and again the ass fucking cock jetted and pumped his massive
volume of sperm into her hungrily milking rectum. As Ann thrashed and
writhed her body, the searing heat of her desire hardly reduced by the
lubrication of his semen pumping into her back passage. She could feel
the burning trickle of his sperm on the backs of her thighs, the
scorching of his torrid cum burning into her tender flesh like the
lust-heated sex lava it was.

She could hold her groans of hidden delight no longer. As Larry plunged
his jetting cock in and out of her ass, she felt, along with his
confluent of sperm, the total and utter pleasure of being fucked in the
ass by her husband, violently forced to submit to the ultimate ecstasy
of sodomy. Regardless of her resolve that she, would not allow her
husband to know she was enjoying it, she could no longer control the
emotions sweeping through her body, increased with each fervid thrust
of his penis in her ass. She allowed the low, gutteral pleas of
pleasure to pour from her throat as freely as her husband's semen was
surging from his cock, and she ground her nakedly curved buttocks
around beneath him in time to her entreaties of lewd, pleasurable
delight.

At last Larry was sufficiently satisfied with his ass fucking, and he
began to slow his thrustings. His cock was already beginning to
deflate, and Ann could feel the shrinking penis withdraw from her ass
hole, the pleasure becoming less intent, and her ass hole returning to
its normalcy. Finally, Larry lifted his body from hers, and , standing
on the floor, looked down at his wife with a satisfied smile on his
face.

"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he said in a teasing, mock-soothing
voice. "I knew that if you just let your ass loosen up, everything
would be just fine.

"Oh God, darling, you fucked it beautifully, but I didn't cum," sobbed
Ann, as soon as she found the strength to speak. She could hardly move
her legs. Her entire lower body felt numb, and every time she breathed,
shooting stabs of searing, unfulfilled need coursed throughout her
body.

"Well, now," said Larry. "I don't think that's a very nice thing to say
to your husband. Especially after we have just resealed our marriage
with the height of sexual passion."

He laughed at his little joke, but his laughter was suddenly stopped as
he heard a girl's chuckle behind him. Spinning around, he saw the
smiling young face of Karen, her countenance wrinkled in a lewd smile
of utter depraved enjoyment.

"What are you doing here?" shouted Larry, noticing that she was hardly
covering any part of her luscious body from his steely gaze.

"I just came up here to see if you needed any help," she said, her face
still contorted in her perverse amusement.

Ann heard her voice through her intense hunger to be fucked to orgasm,
and she shuddered at the thought that her husband's teenage niece had
been in the room to witness her ass fucking. Against the agony pulsing
through her body, she turned and looked at the scantily clad girl, and
she noticed that Larry was eyeing her with obvious sexual intent.

Larry walked over to Karen and put his arms around her curvaceous
waist, delighting in the softness of her sensual skin. Karen closed her
eyes, thinking that he might fuck her right in front of her Aunt Ann.
That really would be something. Ann was hypnotized as she watched Larry
slowly remove Karen's shirt, exposing the voluptuous body of his niece,
revealing the sensuously shaped breasts, the light, evenly tanned skin
of her shapely thighs and calves, and her venus mound of golden, fleecy
pubic hair. Karen reached around and cupped her uncle by the buttocks,
and brushed a kiss across his open lips.

Ann watched the proceedings with growing interest and desire. It could
be possible that Larry was going to let her watch while he fucked this
luscious little girl right in the bedroom. Judging from how Larry had
been acting all evening, she wouldn't put it past him to do something
as wildly erotic as that. But Larry had other ideas. He'd already had
three fuckings for the night, and he was feeling a little tired. He
wanted to show his wife that he was more the boss of the house than she
might have thought, even after having fucked her in the ass when she
virtually teased him into doing it. He removed his face from Karen's
luscious, full lips and pushed her away gently.

"How'd you like to have some real fun," he said softly, looking deeply
into her pale blue eyes.

Karen widened her eyes, knowing that Larry really had an imagination,
and he could provide all sorts of amusement.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked, leaving her mind open to what
ever he might be thinking about.

"I haven't seen two women lick each other's pussy's in quite a while,"
said Larry, rather matter of factly. "I think I could really enjoy
watching your Aunt Ann suck your cunt."

Karen smiled at the thought, but Ann couldn't be sure that she had
heard right, but Larry turned to the still hotly spasming body of his
wife and smiled the same way he had when he told her to turn over onto
her stomach.

"Did you hear what I said?" he asked, moving closer to her and picking
up the belt he had dropped. "I said I want to watch you suck Karen's
hot little pussy."

Ann felt the blood draining from her face. So she had heard correctly.
It was just too much. This was more perverse and exciting than she
could have imagined, more exciting than being fucked in the ass. She
saw her husband standing next to her, holding the belt threateningly,
almost as though he expected her to protest. Her only fear was that
Karen would find the perverse act of licking her cunt repulsive, but a
quick glance to the younger woman showed her that her fears were non-
existent. Karen was lewdly smiling, smacking her lips as though she was
really looking forward to the obscene action.

Karen allowed her body to be pushed away by Larry, and she glided
across the room, allowing her skirt to slip completely from her body.
Standing over the nakedly trembling form of Ann on the bed, she looked
down at her and smiled.

"You heard Uncle Larry, Aunt Ann," she said. "Move down a little so I
can sit on your face."

Ann tossed her head to one side, trying to collect her thoughts, but
suddenly she felt the touch of Larry's hand on her naked flesh.

"Like the girl says, honey," he smiled. "Let's see you move so she can
sit on your face. and I want to watch you lick that hot little cunt of
her's like you haven't had a meal in days. I want to see you really
lash at those tight pussy lips with your tongue and really turn her
on." He finished his sentence by stroking his fingers lightly across
her naked cunt lips. Ann shivered at the touch, and she knew that Larry
was as serious about making her suck Karen's cunt as he had been about
fucking her in the ass. She had been wrong when she thought that being
sodomized would be the ultimate ecstatic perversion. She was going to
do the most wild and perverse act she could think of. She was going to
suck another woman's cunt, actually place her mouth around the hair
fringed opening of Karen's vagina, and it would be made even more cunt-
wrenchingly exciting by the fact that her husband was not only egging
her on to it, but was also going to watch her.

A hungry, still unsatisfied passion mocking her face, Ann shifted her
throbbing body and watched in mouth-watering wonder as Karen climbed
onto the bed, creeping quickly to the head and positioning her nakedly
quivering thigh on either side of her aunt's reclining head.

Karen had no resolves about having her cunt sucked by another woman.
Anything that gave her an orgasm was all right with her, and she
delighted in the thought that she was not only going to have still
another orgasm, but she would also be doing it with the prim and proper
Ann. This was better than watching her get fucked in the ass. If this
didn't show sweet, prim and proper Ann a few things about sex, nothing
would. Resting on her knees, Karen moved her cunt closer and closer to
Ann's face until she could feel Ann's hot breath blowing gently against
her wetly seething pussy lips. Then she lifted her ass off the back of
her feet and began gyrating her hot, desire-drenched little cunt slit
along the tip of Ann's nose.

Ann had closed her eyes in a momentary hesitation as soon as she saw
Karen climb onto the bed, and she could feel the bed bounce as Karen
moved along it. She started to turn her head momentarily away from the
wetly seeping cunt, but she found that her head was trapped between
Karen's muscular thighs. There was no way she could prevent her face
from coming into contact with the seething cunt placed inches from her
month, and she could smell the hot feminine aroma wafting into her
nostrils. Opening her eyes, she was met with the perverse sight of
Karen's pinkly quivering pussy lips, pulsing and glistening close to
her mouth. Ann pursed her lips tightly, and Karen was bouncing her body
up and down, touching Ann's lips with the hot, cum-covered mouth of her
burning vagina. Each time Ann felt the wet, curl-fringed lips of
Karen's cunt press against her mouth, another shudder of helpless
eroticism coursed through her body. Again she closed her eyes, trying
to blot out the cunt-moistening sight of Karen's pussy spread wide
above her face, but she opened them again as she felt her husband's
hand teasingly touch the tender skin of her trembling loins.

"I said I wanted to see you suck her cunt, and I don't see it yet. Now,
how about a little action?" she heard her husband say, laughing softly
as he slithered his middle finger hotly between the valley of flesh
formed by her tightly clasping thighs.

Ann knew that he would tease her again and again if she didn't do what
he wanted, and she would never be able to take that. Anything would be
better than having him tease her and not let her cum again, especially
sucking another woman's vagina. Opening her eyes and taking a deep
breath, she ovaled her lips and licked out hotly with her tongue,
bringing the stiff, wet little tip into hotly searing contact with the
searing lips of Karen's nakedly spread vagina.

Instantly, Karen came to life as she felt her cunt brushed sensuously
with the older woman's tongue, and she drove her hips down firmly on
the opened mouth of the writhing nakedness beneath her. She could feel
Ann's mouth envelope her quivering cuntal opening, and she shivered
with delight as Ann wormed her tongue deeply up into the wetly
throbbing abyss of her hungry young pussy. She reached out with her
hands and placed her palms firmly against Ann's heavily heaving
breasts, kneading and squeezing the fleshy mounds and pinching the
swelling nipples with all her lust-increased strength, and she felt Ann
shudder impassionately beneath her.

As Ann noticed that Karen was kissing her thighs too, she could feel
her own sexual fires blazing hotly in her cunt, and she had to have
some relief. Karen was caressing her thighs, massaging the aching flesh
and relaxing them, and her kisses felt so soothing and good on her
hotly flushing flesh. She parted her legs slowly and allowed Karen to
place her face tightly against the seething cuntal lips of her aching
cunt, and she actually delighted in the rush of sensations the younger
girl was bringing to her vagina as she wormed her sensuous young tongue
deeply into the wet, slippery folds of her pussy.

Ann's mouth opened wide into one long, low wail of passion as her young
teenage niece wormed her tongue salaciously around up inside the cum-
filled walls of her recently fucked asshole. She could see her husband
watching the lewd spectacle of two nakedly writhing women making love
together and it caused her nakedly spread cunt to twitch into greater
wetness at the wild thought.

Larry was not certain his wife would find the act of sucking another
woman's vagina to her liking, so he was nothing short of delighted when
he saw Ann was sucking and licking at his teenage niece's lust-incited
desire. But what the hell? He was enjoying the scene, no matter what
his wife was thinking.

Ann never thought she could enjoy such a perverse and obscene act as
sucking another woman's vagina, but she was, and she was delighting in
the fact that Karen was attacking her pussy with the same force she was
attacking hers.

It was only moments later that the two women bounced and churned their
suddenly wildly exploding bodies against each other as they brought
themselves to the extreme height of sexual excitement. Each one tried
to outdo the other in the intensity of their cunt sucking. As Karen
felt Ann's tongue probing and worming deeper and deeper into her
crazily erupting cuntal passage, she screwed her own deep up around
inside Ann's wide split pussy walls, causing her to writhe wildly about
again and again. Ann's face was bathed in the sensual wash of Karen's
cum, and she removed her tongue from the younger girl's pussy and
swirled them around her own lips, licking away the wetness of Karen's
cum that had washed against her mouth.

Ann ran her hands over Karen's luscious thighs lightly, brushing as
gently as she could on the satiny skin and sending ripples of
lascivious delight waving through Karen's body as she inched her hands
closer and closer to the hotly erupting pussy, probing gently between
Karen's voluptuously curved young buttocks as she reached the hungrily
grinding ass-cheeks with her cum-coated finger tips. Ann wanted to cum
forever, wanted to stay in the perverse position for as long as she
could, but it was not to be. Even as she felt Karen's hot breath
blowing gently into her cum-flooded cunt, she could tell that she was
coming down from the dizzying orgasm produced by the cunt sucking young
girl. As she slowed her movements, she again regained control of her
mental faculties, and she was suddenly aware of the beautiful thing she
had done. As she slowed her thrashings, she also eased up in the
intensity with which she was attacking her partner's pussy, and her
tongue entered less and less of Karen's vagina. The younger woman tried
to raise Ann's sexual excitement again by driving her tongue harshly
against her pebble like clitoral bud, but it was no use. Ann was
completely spent, and as her mind was put together, she became overcome
with the strange fact that she had actually been sucking another
woman's cunt totally for the amusement of her self and her husband.

A sudden fear gripped her, and she ceased her movements all together,
hoping against hope that her husband had not left the room and missed
the delightfully perverse act. She brought her head from between the
loosening legs of Karen and saw, to her joy, that Larry had been
watching everything, and he was still looking at her, his face beaming
in a loving smile of utter delight. Her happiness knew no bounds and
she knew beyond all doubt now that he wouldn't mind in the least if her
son, David, fucked her now and then as long as they all did it together
and he could watch him doing it to her. She would let him fuck his
niece, Karen as often as he wanted to, also ... But ... only if she
could watch him fucking it to her beautiful, teenage little pussy. They
would all make such a happy family now.

"Darling," she heard her appreciative husband say softly to her. "Shall
I go get David and we can watch him fuck Karen together. She doesn't
seem too eager to stop things at this point."

"Mmmmm, that would be yummy," Karen joined in, her naked little nipples
hardening at the thought of the young fourteen year old boy fucking her
while his mother and her uncle watched them.

Ann thought seriously for a moment and then smiling nodded her head.
"Yes, darling," she said, fluttering her eyes seductively at her
husband. "But only if you let me suck your big, beautiful cock while
we're watching them. I haven't had enough of that gloriously hot cum of
yours yet."

It took Larry a fraction of a second to literally leap out of the door
in search of the young boy, the two nakedly laughing females following
his disappearing with loving eyes.

The End

The Kinky Couples

2010-01-05T09:41:00.000-08:00

Chapter 1

Janet Howard cringed as she heard her husband's car slam ... Damn, she
thought to herself, he's home for lunch again.

Bob and Janet Howard had been married for only a brief seven months,
yet already their relationship was beginning to show signs of wear. For
one thing, Bob seemed to have a much larger sexual appetite than Janet
and it was causing an ever widening gap in their already disintegrating
marriage. Not that anything had really ever been said, it was just
becoming more and more obvious to Janet that something had to be done
to break the pattern.

For the past two weeks Bob had been popping home for lunch and as he
put it, a quickie. Janet wasn't that much into fucking in bed at night,
let alone at lunchtime - usually she gave it the "old grin and bear it"
attitude but even that was becoming more and more difficult for her.

"How's my little honey," she heard Bob whisper softly into her ear as
he crept up behind her in the kitchen, slipping his arms around her
immediately and caressing her voluptuous breasts.

"Oh come on Bob not again," she complained, "we made love this
morning."

"Never can get enough," sang Bob turning his wife around and planting
his lips fully upon hers.

"If you sold a few more houses for a change we might be in better
shape."

"What's my selling houses got to do with fucking?" he groaned, slipping
his hand up his wife's housedress towards the soft resilient curls of
her pussy.

"Not now Bob," Janet said angrily wrenching herself away from her
husband's bear-like grasp.

"I want to fuck you so bad honey," Bob groaned, "I've been thinking
about it all morning long."

"Great ... that's why you aren't selling any houses."

"Oh honey would you get off that kick. Just because I'm not the
greatest real-estate salesman in the world isn't enough reason to have
you on my case all the time," the young husband groaned.

Janet thought now of all the hopes she had had before she married Bob.
With him in the real-estate business she had dreamed of her own house
and all the comforts in life but her dreams were slowly crumbling as
she realized that Bob was barely making enough money to feed them.

The disgruntled young wife walked out of the kitchen into the living
room and sat down on the couch, pouting.

"Oh Janet honey, I love you, you know that. I'll make it good, just you
wait and see," whimpered her husband. "Please honey, give me a little
loving."

Janet felt her husband's arms encircle her once again and his insistent
mouth press down upon hers. She felt his fingers once again begin to
creep up her soft white thighs and she squirmed and whimpered as the
tip of his middle finger found the narrow slit of her now sensitively
throbbing vagina, rising boldly upward and making sudden, hotly searing
contact with the throbbing tip of her clitoris.

"Oh!" Suddenly the entire area of her thin hairlined vaginal slit was
wet and slippery, and rush of unwanted desire permeated Janet's entire
body. She strained backward and sucked in her breath, withholding a
groan of sudden passion as it rose to her throat. She had to admit it,
it felt so good ... and yet there was something terrible about the fact
that it felt good. She felt herself being pushed down on the couch now,
feeling the almost obscene warmth of her husband's finger pressing at
the hidden little center of her cunt lips. She felt his hands fondle
her trembling body, touching her breasts and vagina until she was so
wet between her legs that she felt mortified and embarrassed. Even
though he was her husband it seemed indecent and tears of humiliation
flowed slowly down her face. He was teasing up into the tenderness of
her involuntarily moistening pussy with a tiny, fingering rhythm that
made her want to respond by moving her hips and thighs up to his hand.

"Open your legs!" he whispered to her tenderly, but with an underlying
tone of animalistic desire that frightened her. "Let me feel your
little cunt wide open honey!"

"Oh no ... Oh God, Bob ... Please don't ... not now!" she pleaded
softly through her tears. "Please don't make me!"

"That's all you ever say recently honey ... what about my rights!" he
yelled, angry now.

"That's not true Bob and you know it ... No ..." But his fingers were
working a lewd magic within the soft confines of her helplessly open
pussy, as his hands slowly but inexorably forced her legs apart. His
desire hardened cock was nudging insistently against her thigh, and she
wondered suddenly how she could have married a man with such an
enormous penis. It go so big sometimes that it didn't seem normal, and
horrified, she wondered if all men were like that.

"I've been thinking about fucking you all day honey," he groaned again
as he forced the thickness of his fingers up a little higher into the
moist darkness of her tightly clenching vaginal opening.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Janet reacted to his moan with a little jump.

"I was trying to show this guy a house this morning and all I could
think of was coming home and shoving my hot cock into your delicious
little pussy."

Janet felt her husband's penis give a lurch against the nakedness of
her upper thigh and she felt a wave of helplessness come over her as
she realized what he was going to do to her. Then she felt his fingers
pulling downward, leaving the elastically spread walls of her narrow
vagina, exiting with a soft, wet, sucking sound, leaving her insides
feeling somehow empty and open. He rolled over on top of her and moved
up between her legs, forcing them open with a rapidity that alarmed
her, and she cringed backward as he reached down toward her, lifting up
the crumpled material of her housedress and removing it by pulling it
off over her arms and head. She felt a cool rush of air against her
skin as she lay completely uncovered, completely nude before him. She
heard him give a little groan of lust as he took in the magnificent
sight of her nakedness.

Her full round breasts peak upward proudly ... Bob Howard loved his
wife's body, especially the chestnut hair-fringed lips of her delicious
pussy, just waiting for the entrance of his cock. He leaned forward and
pushed his young wife's legs far apart, determined that he would get
the pleasure he'd been dreaming of all morning long.

Janet looked down now to see her husband kneeling on all fours between
her open legs. He looked just like an animal, and she felt a moment of
pure unadulterated dislike for him. Pressing his thumbs outward against
the sensitive pillowlike lips of her chestnut pussy and slowly,
teasingly spreading the silken hairs to either side, he peered hungrily
into the nakedness of her pink moist cunt. His thumbs trembled
nervously against the widespread outer flanges as he drew the smooth,
pink lips apart, completely exposing the glistening inner flesh to the
mercy of his gaze.

She squirmed.

"Let me look at it ... Let me see it," he yelled. "It's mine, isn't
it?"

Janet wanted to yell back at him ... to tell him no ... no, it wasn't
his ... it belonged to her, and if she had her way, he wouldn't ever,
ever see it! Much less touch it! But she lay frozen to the couch,
completely humiliated by what he was doing, watching his lust-distorted
features as he brazenly contemplated her helplessly exposed genitals.

He looked greedily down at her for a long moment, and then with a
sudden inspiration, dropped his head down to the now openly spread lips
of her tiny throbbing cunt. The full length of his long tongue snaked
against the nakedness of her open cunt, wallowing warmly among the
folds and mounds of highly sensitized flesh. Janet jerked backward, her
trembling buttocks grinding further down to the mattress as though
there were some escape there. A soul-searing moan came from her lips as
she realized the full meaning of the horrible thing that her husband
was doing to her.

"OOOOOOOH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she cried.

It was depraved and ugly. Never had he even intimated that he would do
such a thing to her. Her hands went down to his hair to try to push his
face from between her thighs ... to get him to stop his greedy obscene
sucking. Her head was lifted up off the couch as she watched with utter
disbelief the horrifying scene of her husband hungrily lapping between
her widespread legs, his head wagging back and forth like some huge,
sex-maddened dog.

Her hands twisting in his hair seemed to have no effect whatsoever, and
she could hear him making tiny little grunting noises that mingled with
the lewd wet sucking sounds that rose to the air of their bedroom.
Completely mortified, she let her head fall back on the couch, her
entire body rolling helplessly from side to side as she was buffeted by
her husband's tongue, and his strong hands maneuvered her nakedly
squirming hips to his liking. She could feel his tongue spearing wetly
into the involuntarily wet and dilated entrance of her hotly seething
vagina ... and she felt terrified by the implication of what he was
doing. How could she ever face him again after he did this to her? And
the worst was that in spite of her horror at what was happening, in
spite of her utter revulsion, tiny thrills of pleasure were rippling
through her lower belly. Her body was responding to the forbidden
licking of her loins in such a way that she couldn't help gasping with
pleasure. She could see him looking at her, observing her, even as his
mouth remained fastened to the widespread tightness of her besieged
pussy, and she read in them a challenge that she fought desperately to
meet. His hands reached up to the white mounds of her breasts, and she
felt him grappling with the tender nipples, twisting them harshly while
his tongue still worked at her hair-lined pussy with unrelenting fury.

Bob continued to look at his wife as he felt the forbidden flesh of her
tiny open pussy clenching and unclenching helplessly beneath his
thrusting tongue. The bittersweet taste of her filled his mouth as he
watched the tears rolling down her cheeks. God, it made him feel good
to see her like this! He was good and tired of her arrogance ... and
this would teach her a good lesson! But he was going to have to fuck
her soon, or go crazy! Below, his cock hung down thick and heavy as he
kneeled forcefully between her widespread legs.

The huge, lustfully throbbing hardness felt like it was going to burst
any second, and although he wanted to continue the more than
pleasurable sucking of Janet's unwilling cunt, he knew that he couldn't
last much longer. His hanging testicles felt filled and tight with his
building sperm ready to let loose at any second if he didn't get it up
inside of her soon.

"OH GOD!" he thought, his eyes never leaving the beautiful young face
that he'd fallen so deeply in love with, his hands never ceasing their
deft manipulation of her soft pliant breasts. "I'VE GOT TO FUCK HER."

With lightning speed, he lifted himself up from between her legs, and
throwing himself upon her, he held the pulsing rod of his cock in his
hands and tried to direct it to the tiny hair-fringed opening of
Janet's vagina. But Janet squirmed backward, clamping her legs tightly
together and twisting to the side.

"No! No!" she cried, terrified both by what might happen and by what
might not.

The unexpected shift in his wife's position startled Bob and his heavy
cock grazed against the side of her thigh. His entire being had been
geared to entering her that second, and he realized with something akin
to desperation that the mechanisms of orgasm had already been set in
motion inside him. Everything was going lightning fast, and yet it
seemed like slow motion as he felt the tremendous force of his climax
speeding to explosion inside him. His cock quivered in his hands and
his head snapped back in an anguished recognition of the powerful
release that was coming.

"Aaaaarrrrrhhhhh! OH JESUS!" he cried out. The white hot liquid was
starting to spurt and Bob felt the flying sparks of lust seething
through his tensed body. He was straddling his wife's hips as she
turned on her side and it was too late to do anything but slip her over
on her back as thick, whitely heated streams of semen began to arc out
from his suddenly jerking cock. They spurted in large, pearl covered
droplets upon Janet's naked, trembling breasts and belly as the
continuing madness of the exploding orgasm continued to rack Bob's
body. Thrill after thrill racked him, tormenting and controlling him
with acute sensation. His body twitched, out of control, totally
immersed in the wild climax.

"OOOOOHHHHH! GOOOOOD!" The last heated drops dribbled down onto his
shocked wife's smooth naked flesh and Bob could see her face a
contorted mask of anger and disgust.

"Honey I'm," he started to say.

"Get out of here you fucking bastard," she screamed, pounding the couch
now with her clenched fists. "Get out of here!"

Bob Howard knew when it was time to leave and this was an obvious case.
Maybe she would have gotten over it by the time he came back from the
office later on. Certainly she was in no mood now to discuss anything.
Damn her anyway, why didn't she give herself to me. Why is it so hard
for her to surrender to me, he wondered as he pulled on his clothes.

"See you later, babe," he called out as peacefully as he could as he
left the house but there was no response. "Boy, she's hopping mad with
me," thought Bob Howard, "I'd better bring her some flowers home or
something. Something to make it up to her ... if I don't she'll never
give it to me again!"

Chapter 2

Gary Spencer had gone to real-estate school with Bob Howard, the only
difference between Bob and Gary was that Gary knew how to sell. He'd
only been in business for a year and already he'd made enough money to
buy his wife the beautiful house of her dreams. He felt sorry for his
friend Bob and was aware that his marriage was really suffering because
of his lack of salesmanship.

"You know Julie," he said to his wife across the breakfast table, "I'd
like to invite Bob and Janet Howard here for the week. I got a call
from Bob and I sense things aren't what they should be in their
marriage. Maybe a weekend around us would cheer him up."

"My sense is that Janet Howard isn't at all in touch with her
sexuality," purred Julie Spencer crossing her legs to allow her husband
a view of her shapely thighs, as well as her panties.

The show was not lost on Gary Spencer either. He considered himself
damn lucky to have married as sexually alluring and seductive a woman
as Julie. She was ready any time to fuck, anywhere, as many times as he
wanted. He knew he was a lucky man.

"Does she turn you on at all Gary," Julie smiled, thinking of Bob
Howard and how extremely attractive he was to her.

"A little, well in fact a lot but then I hear she just can't let go,
and after you babes, I'm spoiled," he grinned lewdly.

"Don't you think we should give Bob a little of what he needs."

"You mean don't I think you should give it to him, you sexy wench,"
laughed Gary.

The Spencer's were loose and easy about each other making love to other
people, as far as they were concerned it improved their marriage rather
than took away from it. But they knew they were pretty unusual in this
respect.

Gary leaned over now, reaching out for his lusciously curved wife and
pinching one nipple through her thin caftan.

"Do you remember the last couple we swapped with," groaned Julie as her
husband's finger continued to excite her. "Do you remember the way she
wanted both you and her husband to sandwich her between you at the same
time?"

"Do I ever," grinned Gary.

"Well I didn't have that much fun, I had to masturbate like mad to stop
myself from flipping out. Next time it will be different."

"Oh poor baby," Gary teased, as with one hand he reached under her
dress, cupping the silken crotch of her panties and the softly rising
mound of her fuzz-covered pussy with his open palm.

"Mmmmmm ..." Julie sighed. "That's nice, but don't stop there ... go on
... go on ..."

Gary Spencer continued to fondle his wife under the breakfast table, it
was one of the games they liked to play, it made them feel so wicked
like a teenage couple who couldn't wait to get to the bedroom!

"Mmmmmm ... right there ... yes, that's it ... like that," Julie's
words were interrupted now by her husband's middle finger slithering
wetly up under the tight elastic leg of her now warmly moistened
panties. The hotly probing tip teased and slid around and about her
thinly bearded vaginal slit for a few delicious moments which Julie
groaned out her pleasure in a soft, passion-laden voice.

Gary reached under his wife's dress now with his other hand and slowly
rolled her panties down over her smoothly rounded hips until the
entirety of her pubic triangle was exposed and her sheer white panties
clung tenuously down around her knees. Then without waiting longer, he
reached back under her dress and began pressuring his tightly cupped
hand up against her nakedly exposed pussy. At the same time, he lowered
himself to the floor and, thinking of a new tactic, slipped her panties
down around her ankles and helped her step out of them. Gary remained
sitting on the floor, giving him an unobstructed view of the glistening
pink opening of her exposed vagina surrounded by its blonde curling
cunt hair.

Julie now calmly picked up the newspaper as her husband's hands began
to smooth along behind both her resilient white buttocks, patting and
caressing them, even as his finger teased hotly around the bearded
mouth up between her thighs, and then slid wetly up into her slippery
open pussy.

Julie groaned aloud while her husband's thick fingers lingered
lovingly, expertly touching, investigating sliding back and forth in
the warmly seeping liquids that were exuded by the tender vagina that
nestled so snugly between her legs.

Then, her mouth hanging slightly open in rising rapture, Julie began to
shift her weight slightly to accelerate the erotic pleasure she was
receiving.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH ..." Julie groaned out lustfully as both of Gary's hands
played and teased now in the warm pubic lips above him. They were
throbbing and pulsing now and the smoothly split little mouth of her
pussy glistened like a beacon in the dark. Gary thought his wife's cunt
was just about the most erotic thing he had ever seen as he continued
his secret playing among the wet cuntal folds up under his wife's
skirt, keeping a keen ear out for her little sighs that came more and
more frequently as she read haltingly and with heavy breath from the
newspaper.

Julie's clitoris throbbed heavily and hotly, her pussy pulsated up
between her slightly spread thighs as she began to grunt a little under
the obscene pleasure of her husband's expert manipulations. Her face
flushed a deep scarlet and her eyes glazed over slightly. The rising
sensation beneath her dress was almost too much ... it seemed so
wicked, so deliciously dirty ... she couldn't remember when she was so
turned on. God, if anyone could see this happening to her!

Suddenly the door opening and Julie's Irish maid, Bridget entered the
kitchen.

"Oh sorry mam," she stammered, "I thought there was no-one here."

"That's all right, Bridget, you can work here," Julie smiled to
herself. She knew that Bridget couldn't see Gary because he was totally
covered by the tablecloth and this would be as good a time as any to
see if Bridget would ever be joining in any future orgies. Their last
two maids had done so, why not Bridget?

Bridget did as she was told but she didn't like it, there was something
peculiar going on in the kitchen this morning and she didn't like it.
The missus had a strange look on her face and the sounds that she had
heard through the door were most peculiar.

Gary was hysterical under the kitchen table, he could hardly believe
his wife's audacity, still, he didn't mind -- two could play at that
game!

"Mnnnnnmmmmm ..." Julie cried out as Gary's middle finger began
flicking at her clitoris, flicking steadily now that he knew what kind
of response it was going to get. The wetness was pouring out of her now
and occasionally Julie could feel tiny drops of her vaginal fluids
sliding down the naked insides of her smooth white thighs. Gasping, she
continued reading the newspaper.

"Pardon me, mum," Bridget asked, a confused look on her face.

"Nothing ... nothing, Bridget, go on with your work ... Ooooohhh ..."

What on God's earth is going on thought Bridget as she turned to
continue her work at the kitchen sink.

Gasping now, Julie felt her husband's hotly working fingers increase
their attentions. Her pleasure grew and grew until it was so enormous
that she could do nothing but sputter out names in the newspaper in a
mad jumble until suddenly she felt the beginnings of a violent orgasm.
A gigantic shudder raced through her and the enormous pleasure seeping
through her wildly aroused cunt held her in its grip.

"AAAAAAHHHHHH ..." she screamed out in the room nearly scaring Bridget
silly. ' ' YESSSSS! NOWWWWWWWW ... NNNNNOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!"

Bridget turned in horror to look as she finally understood what was
going on underneath the kitchen table. She stared wildly at the
tablecloth, her eyes boring through it to where she knew Mr. Spencer
was messing about with his wife. She knew that it was wrong and evil
but she liked it all the same, just like she had enjoyed the baker's
son Paddy who had messed around with her every time she went in to buy
bread at the bakery.

"NNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHAAAA!"

Julie's entire body shook violently as her orgasm shattered within her,
breaking into a billion little bits. Waves of lewd sexual delirium
racked her body, releasing her pent-up emotions and all the time Gary
continued to do exactly the right thing as his thick plying fingers
continued to feed the raging fire of his wife's dizzying orgasm.

Beneath her caftan, Gary Spencer grinned and visualized the maid
watching his wife's torment. Devilishly, he wormed one finger up into
the tight little puckered hole of her anus, nestled just below the
opening of her still vibrantly climaxing cunt. The unexpected contact,
in the midst of her orgasm brought a low moan of anguish from Julie's
lips. She could feel it starting up all over again. She clenched her
eyes tightly shut, her lips bared back over her perfect white teeth as
the divine sensation began to race through her body, speeding insanely
the short, infinitesimal distance from her quivering pussy to the
sensitive rubbery entrance of her anus.

"OH GARY!!! GOD, GARY!" she cried out, unmindful of Bridget who was now
staring directly at her.

"Oh my lord!" moaned Bridget.

"AAAAggghhhh!" Julie groaned again. Tiny goosepimples were rippling
across her arms and belly, and she could feel the tips of her nipples
hard and swollen pushing against the soft silk of her caftan. Her
creamy white buttocks jerked and twitched involuntarily as spasms of
delicious sensation set all her nerve endings to tingling. The full
impact of the lewd spectacle she was making of herself hit her,
bringing a perverse added pleasure to her loins. What must Bridget be
thinking? But it hardly mattered as the wonderful licking sparks burst
again and again inside her, all but devouring her in a lustful
conflagration. It was so absolutely heavenly, that she could not bring
him to flick and probe ceaselessly into the nakedness of her passion-
wet loins and buttocks, while she jerked spasmodically above him,
reacting to each thrust with a weaving, trembling motion of her own.
All that mattered now was the wonderful pleasure that pierced her
heated flesh like little arrow points of fire!

"Oh my God, Gary!" she breathed downwards towards her husband, "you
finger me so good honey, so good. Don't stop yet, I can still take
more."

Gary Spencer chuckled. It was true, he was the luckiest man alive, his
wife was the most seductive woman in the world. This time I'll kiss her
pussy a little, see how she can stand that, he grinned lewdly to
himself as he nuzzled his face up her creamy white thigh and with a
swift movement of his tongue plunged it directly against her wildly
pulsating clitoris.

"AAAAAARRRGGGHHH, YESSSSS," hissed Julie through clenched teeth, "I SAY
YESSSSS!!!"

Chapter 3

"Now this is a house," glowed Janet Howard in appreciation as she and
her husband Bob pulled up into the driveway of the Spencer residence.
"How long did you say Gary had been in business," she asked casually.

"Look here Janet, we're here for a nice long weekend, I don't want jibs
about how much more money Gary is making than me, okay ... I just want
to have a good time."

"Okay," pouted Janet, "no need to take offense."

Almost an hour later, drink in hand, sitting comfortably in Julie's
livingroom, Janet could take a really good look at her surroundings.
The Spencers lived just the way she wanted to live, now why couldn't
Bob make a lot of money, was it really that difficult?

She looked across at Julie Spencer and had to admit that she was a very
beautiful woman ... she certainly fits the house, thought Janet
jealously.

"Can I give you a refill, Janet. You know those men? Once they get
talking about real estate they're locked in for hours. We probably
won't see them until dinner."

"Yes, I'll take another drink," Janet said boldly, wondering if in fact
she should, two was usually her limit and this was her third and they
were rather strong into the bargain ... still, she felt bold.

She felt a little uncomfortable too, perhaps another drink might help.
Suddenly the little dress she had bought for the weekend looked so
cheap and shabby next to Julie's.

"Your husband's a very attractive man, Janet, you should be proud of
him."

"I am, only ... only ..." Janet murmured.

"Only what? He doesn't make enough money, is that it?"

"Something like that," confessed Janet.

"Well let me give you a little advice, if you don't mind. Some women
wouldn't mind that at all ... as long as they have a handsome man under
their clutches. So, don't be too mean to him, that's all."

"You think I'm mean to Bob?"

"I didn't say that, I just said, don't be, that's all."

Janet was a little confused and there was something about Julie's tone
of voice and the way her gown would fall to one side and expose her
entire naked breast that suddenly made Janet feel insecure and yet
Julie couldn't have designs on her husband ... it just wasn't possible,
or was it?

* * *

"So, what kind of fun have you two been getting into recently?" Gary
Spencer beamed across the dinnertable.

Janet was a little put out, what did he mean ... he seemed to be
implying something other than an occasional movie.

"Oh not much," she heard her husband answering his friend. "We've been
cutting down on expenses recently you know."

"Well, lots of things are fun and they don't cost money," winked Gary,
"remember what I was talking about earlier."

Janet watched her husband blush now... what's going on, she wondered,
obviously something is that I don't know about ... it's all rather
strange. I'm beginning to feel that I've been invited here for the
weekend for an experiment, or something.

Bob Howard started a little now as he felt a delicate nudge of his leg.
He looked slyly across at Julie Spencer and found that she was staring
at him quite intently. Was he imagining it, or was she coming on to him
...

* * *

"I insist, I absolutely insist," Bob Howard heard his friend Gary
saying to his wife as he helped her into his car. "I must take you to
my special spot by the ocean to watch the moon set, it's a rare treat I
can tell you."

But what about the others," he heard his wife falter, realizing that
she was afraid to go and she was afraid to say no.

"Oh Julie will keep Bob entertained for a while believe me, this is
part of your weekend, I insist," he said forcefully.

Bob heard the car door slam and the sound of screeching brakes, he
turned to Julie Spencer. "I must say your husband is a forceful
character."

"Forceful and smart, he knows that I want to be alone with you," purred
Julie seductively, and with that she edged over slightly on the couch
until her body was placed closely to Bob's and parting her lips
slightly, pressed them over tightly against his, thrusting her moist,
pointed tongue deep into his surprisedly gaping mouth.

Bob, was stilled, momentarily by the shock but then recovering,
countered by forcing his tongue back and slipping his into her mouth as
she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her teeth
that sent sexual chills running the length of his spine. He pulled back
for a moment to escape the rising sensations and thought guiltily about
his wife.

"Your wife isn't giving you what you want, is she?" Julie said
directly.

"W-what ... why ... no ... as a matter of fact, she isn't. Can you
tell?"

"Of course I can and believe me I intend to make it up to you."

"But what about Gary, he's my friend."

"Of course he's your friend, why do you think he took Janet away with
him. Why don't you let me make up for what you've been missing!" Julie
purred, letting her hands travel down between their tightly pressed
bodies, coming to rest at the growing bulge in Bob's pants.

Bob could hardly believe what was happening to him as Julie began to
fumble with the zipper of his fly, slowly lowering it and then slipping
her softly searching hand inside.

"Ooooooooh ... it's so big!" Julie cooed as her fingers came into
contact with the hard rod of flesh. "It's going to feel so good inside
of me and twisting around deep in my pussy. Quick, let's get naked ...
I'll teach you some things you can take home to that wife of yours."

Bob jumped up from the couch and began desperately stripping his
clothes off. Julie merely slipped out of her gown until she was
completely naked, she wore no brassiere or panties.

Bob lay down beside her, dragging her closer to him on the soft furry
carpet. He moved one hand down the smoothness of her buttocks and
cupped them strong in it. They were beautifully shaped and sinewy as he
had expected them to be. Her body was warm and soft against him and she
raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to him as her hand
searched down between them for the hardness of his penis. He gasped as
the coolness of her fingers closed around his rigidity. He pressed his
head forward and kissed her nakedly curved back. Her lips were soft and
she crushed the full length of her body against his and ground her
pelvis tightly into him before suddenly twisting her hips around and
pulling him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him
between them.

Bob was breathing hot moist air all over her and with all his weight on
her, Julie had some trouble breathing for just a moment ... she didn't
mind, she knew that in moments she would be writhing in the wild throes
of sexual ecstasy beneath her husband's friend and she wanted to hasten
the time as she felt his heavy legs pressing against her now and
pulsing near her belly, the fiery length of his long, lust-hardened
penis.

Her hands came down between them and circled around Bob's excitedly
throbbing cock, guiding it between the lips of her hot, desire
moistened cunt. Bob groaned above her as he felt her move up and down
between her legs, parting the soft silky hair of her vagina with the
pulsating, blood-filled head. They grazed teasingly against it, forcing
it into a greater hardness until it ached from the maddening pressure.

Bob couldn't stand it for another second. His hands went underneath his
friend's wife's legs, drawing them up so that they splayed outward and
her calves rested up on his back, her heels digging into the muscles of
his buttocks for support. He let his desire-swollen prick insinuate
itself into the incredible wetness that surrounded the quivering
entrance to her pussy. Suddenly, he flicked his hips forward with a
sudden cruel thrust that drove it with a flesh splitting crash into the
gaping hot mouth of her cunt.

" Yyyyyeesssssss ..." Julie hissed beneath him as she felt her warm
elastic sheath slip wetly over his engorged penis. It entered with a
slight pop and his long prick raced up her cunt to the full depths of
her belly, warm and tight at first, then easier as the wetness of the
passage surrounded him, lubricating the way.

Julie felt herself being pressed into the floor, but instead of being
crushed under his weight she pushed up against him and felt herself
being transported by him.

Then Bob's balls slapped hard against the rounded upturned cheeks of
her ass. Julie let out a low animal-like scream, twisting slightly to
escape the unexpected pain, and then let out another cry of pain. She
felt as though her cunt lips were being split apart by the enormous
hard circumference of her husband's friend's penis. But ignoring her
cries, Bob thrust into her even harder, grinding his pelvis tighter
into her loins so there was no escape for her. She was skewered good
and lay for a moment to allow the pain of the sudden entry to subside,
proud that he could hurt the aristocratic beauty and make her squeal
this way. The tenderness of her inner pussy wrapped itself elastic-like
around his churning prick as he rocked his full weight against her,
splitting her legs wide apart and hooking his cock upward inside her.
He could feel her legs flailing out in the air on either side of his
driving hips but he could only grab onto the nakedness of her smooth
cushiony buttocks and pull her entire pelvis up still higher to meet
his prick.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, Julie ... JULIE, BABY!!! I'M GONNA FUCK YOU GOOD!!"

Bob worked his hips up, kneeling above her helplessly held body and
using her long trembling legs like a wheelbarrow. He was sweating
profusely and big drops fell from his forehead onto her hotly quivering
stomach. Julie was stunned at the way she seemed to have lost control
of the situation as Bob ground his pelvis into the squirming flaccid
flesh beneath him. Julie strained back under him, arching her loins up
at him, lifting them both a few inches off the floor. She moaned
ceaselessly beneath his pounding body, opening and closing her legs
around his hips as she worked her open pussy desperately up and down
his rhythmically pistoning cock, her mouth gaped open wide, her head
flailed from side to side on the rug, again and again in wild abandon,
she shrieked out her pleasure.

Bob's rigid cock was touching every pore of her deeply impaled belly,
filling her with heated male flesh as she had never been filled before.

Looking down at his beautiful conquest, Bob felt like a God. Before he
was through, he would have her begging for more. He thrust into her
moistly contracting cuntal passage with a loud grunting noise, kneading
the smooth full moons of her jiggling white buttocks in his nervous
cupping fingers. She was being skewered hard down into the floor now,
helplessly impaled by his ramming prick. He could feel his cock growing
and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst
from the exquisite pleasure building in his testicles as they slapped
heavily against her buttocks below.

"... yes ... yes ... yes ..." Julie chanted over and over, her eyes
rolling up into their sockets in a dazed state.

Bob's face grew redder and redder from desire as with long even strokes
he continued the glorious fucking of this rich beautiful woman, the
wife of his best friend. This was forbidden fruit, forbidden pussy and
by God, he was going to enjoy it!

Great tides of desire rose and fell within Julie as she writhed beneath
his powerfully grinding loins. His inflamed and swollen prick reached
the farthest depths of her defenselessly open cuntal passage. The lewd
smacking noise of his swinging, spermfilled testicles slapping
rhythmically down against her wet, nakedly exposed buttocks filled her
ears combined with her own deep groans and sighs of wildly careening
passion.

Bob could tell that her tightly clinging cunt was near cumming as she
gripped him tightly between her desperately straining thighs, opening
and closing them around him in time to his hard, long thrusts into her.
She gurgled beneath him, the sound came from deep within her throat as
though she had no control over it. He knew she was near and he
continued his relentless fucking between her wildly flailing legs with
all his strength.

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHH ..." Julie sang out, feeling her lover's heavily
perspiring body pressing down on her now while the tautly stretched
moons of her buttocks split wide, her legs gangling in mid-air as her
cuntal muscles began to vibrate with urgency and then to contract
wildly. A series of spasms took hold of her as the driving cock sped
ever upward into her, pushing the trembling folds of her vaginal walls
steadily back, massaging them internally with each fuck of it in and
out. He withdrew his huge hardness all the way out of her, leaving just
the head at the entrance and then with all his might, rammed back into
her hotly steaming pussy. "Oooooooh God! I'm cumming ..." she gasped,
her mouth gaping wide in ecstatic abandon. "I'm cumming ... cumming ...
cumming ..." she mumbled on, almost incoherently until the sounds
coming from her throat were a mass of jumbled unintelligible syllables
whose meaning was known only to herself. She pulled back her thighs
tighter, her knees touching her nipples, until the whole of her
hungrily sucking and clenching vaginal slit was presented up to him to
fuck into and use as he wanted. Her ankles locked over his shoulders,
her crotch squirming beneath him in a wild, uninhibited dance of
abandoned-ecstasy. Her mouth hung open wide, unseeing eyes gazed wide
at the ceiling.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed out again, bucking up against his
savage thrusts. Bob crooned with delight knowing she was beginning the
real part of her orgasm. Gasping for air, he fucked mercilessly deep
into the soft confines of her cunt, watching as he did so the way his
cock appeared and disappeared into the hungrily clutching mouth of her
strainingly bearded pussy. His balls ached painfully and as she
continued to grunt steady words of encouragement to him, he knew that
he too was going to cum. His huge prick seemed filled with a hundred
hot sparks, and he felt a total exhilaration as he totally dominated
the wealthy, aristocratic woman. His sperm seemed to be crying out from
within him, begging for release into the hot steaming pit of his best
friend's wife's womb.

A low wail suddenly formed on Julie's lips as her nostrils flared and
she screwed her cunt desperately up on Bob's wildly thrusting cock and
locked herself to him with all the strength of her thighs, while her
loins jerked spasmodically against his belly. Her entire body arched
beneath her lover's powerfully thrusting hardness, her face almost
unrecognizable in its passion distorted state. A steadily wailing
scream spewed forth from her wide open mouth and she clung to his back
with both hands and heels doing an odd sideways dance with her
climaxing pelvis. Her raging hot vagina clung to the enormous hardened
rod that filled them so entirely while gushing sparkles of light seeped
through her, throbbing wildly through every pore of her body.

"OOOOO AAAAAHHHHEEEEE ..." she screamed out in mid-air for several
seconds while Bob quickened his pace, ramming into her with short, hard
strokes that triggered her inner explosion and kept it going for long,
delicious moments when suddenly a great gushing stream came rushing out
of him in hot, thick spurts, filling her belly until it couldn't hold
no more.

"Yessss ... Oh God! YESSSSSS!!!" Julie cried as she felt the great
shooting jet of his hot, scalding sperm ricocheting around inside her
wildly contracting cunt like a great flood of undammed volcanic lava.

She held her breath for what seemed an eternity, and then expelled it
as though hit in the stomach by a solid fist, her body collapsing
limply down into the floor. She lay still, except for the
uncontrollable quivering of her pussy still locked tightly around her
husband's friend's deeply imbedded penis. They lay quietly now,
breathing deeply, their eyes closed in ecstasy.

"Mmmmm . .. you are sweet," Bob murmured.

"So are you," giggled Julie, her long blonde curls gently flailing from
side to side. "That was quite a ride we took .. . I want you again you
know," she purred seductively rubbing her hands sensitively up and down
his passion-drenched body.

"Now," he grinned weakly.

"No ... we can wait a while, and anyway we have the whole weekend long,
we can arrange some little excursion or something. Would you like that
lover," Julie smiled lewdly.

"You know I would Julie, as long as Janet doesn't get hurt."

"Oh, we'll be very careful about Janet. Maybe she'll open up a little
too, who knows," she smiled mischievously as she thought of her
husband, whispering inwardly to herself. If Gary can't melt her, no-one
can!

Chapter 4

Janet Howard wasn't exactly sure what was happening that she didn't
know about, but something was. Gary Spencer had been very attentive to
her the first night, taken her out to see the moon set, even put his
arm around her, until she had edged away sharply, but now ... she was
alone. It was the second time she had been left alone and she didn't
like it.

Julie Spencer and her husband Bob seemed to be hitting it off just
right. She liked to play tennis, so did Bob, Janet hated tennis. She
liked to sail, so did Bob, Janet hated sailing. Gary had some business
to take care of in the house, it was the maid's day off and suddenly
Janet found herself once again alone.

The sun was shining however and so she took advantage of the day and
the sun's rays. One thing Janet did like was to be brown as a berry.
Now stretched out sexily in her white bikini, her skin looked almost
ebony ... little did she know how seductive and alluring she looked,
especially to Gary Spencer who could see her clearly from his study
window. He could see Janet but she couldn't see him because of the
willow tree between them but Gary could see just enough through the
branches to know that he still desired Janet's hot little body, even
though he knew she was a touch on the cool side he felt he could melt
the ice a little. I'll just give her a little time, he decided.

Janet sipped her gin and tonic and sank back into the comfortable
wicker chaise, relaxing into its soft pillows was the best thing she'd
done for herself all day, she thought sleepily to herself. She felt the
sun sinking into her body and she felt invigorated. She started to
drift off and suddenly she found herself thinking about the previous
evening in bed with Bob. It was the first time in months that he hadn't
tried to fuck her, she couldn't understand it, it was so unlike him. He
just didn't seem interested in her body at all. She found herself, even
in bed and especially now feeling sexy. It was almost as if because he
didn't want her, she wanted him.

She felt her nipples begin to respond to her lewd thoughts too and tiny
rivulets of perspiration were beginning to gather under her arms and
down the inside of the finely curling chestnut pubic hair nestling
snugly between her legs. She pressed her legs together as if in an
effort to quell the salacious feelings that were gathering there then
realizing that this was only causing her to feel even more seductive
she opened them. A little rush of air up her legs however increased her
feelings even more. "Mmmmm!" she sighed as the air sent a small tingle
of pleasure rippling through her loins. "Ah, now that feels good!"

Suddenly she knew what she wanted to do ... no-one could see her, Gary
was in the back of the house somewhere reading work lists or something.
She wanted to be naked ... naked in the sun, it really appealed to her.
I can't imagine why I'm having such lewd thoughts, Janet mused to
herself, but I haven't been having much fun this weekend, if being nude
in the sun makes me happy, I don't see why I shouldn't indulge myself.

Funny how sexy I feel though, she thought. Janet wasn't used to such
feelings, at least not in a long while. It was almost as if Bob's
voracious appetite for sex hadn't allowed her to have one at all. He
never gave her the chance to want him because he always wanted her
first.

Janet tentatively slipped out of her bikini now, looking around
furtively just to make sure no-one was looking and then she was free,
completely naked and she felt wonderful. She felt the little bud of her
clitoris quivering wildly as the air fully hit it and almost without
thinking she let her hands roam freely over the swelling curves of her
breasts down her tapering waist until they came to rest on the slightly
rising mound of her naked vagina. Her fleecy chestnut pussy pulsed
slowly with a rising moisture ... her face glistened with the natural
oils of her body and she caught her breath as her middle finger reached
the prickly sensitive folds of her pussy. She felt a sharp thrill rush
through her entire body now as the tender surface of her pussy was
exposed to her quietly little manipulations. The feeling rose from her
pink and coral pussy up across her trim little belly where it lingered
before rising higher still to reach the taut protrusions of her
breasts, large and ripe and melon-like.

Janet could hardly believe that she was touching herself this way, she
hadn't done it since she was a little girl but she couldn't help but
admit to herself that it felt good ... really good.

"Ooooohhhhh ..." she gasped as the deliciousness of the sensations
caused by her fingers grew more and more acute. It was just like when
she was a little girl only more acute. Her fingers slipped into the
moistly moving crevice between the softly fringing outer pillows of her
exposed cunt, sliding across the delicate hidden tissues of her
genitalia. Across the jumbled screen of her mind flickered several
different imagines ... Bob, her husband ... Gary Spencer ... and then
her fingers were rubbing, teasing, churning feverishly inside the
ripeness of her vagina as she remembered how wicked she was being. She
fell back onto the chaise now, her fingers never stopping their tender
ministrations for one moment, deeper and deeper her fingers plunged
into her hungry pussy, her long legs stretching out, scissoring back
and forth as her orgasm came crashing down around her, battering around
inside her then rushing out to meet her invading fingers. Giant sparks
exploded inside her head and great waves of flashing colors blinded her
vision as her vaginal walls contracted wildly around her slim tapering
fingers still churning deep up inside her virgin pussy.

"Yessss ... I say yessssss ..." Janet hissed softly to herself as her
body's pulsations slowed down, until she was merely undulating up and
down on the chaise, her fingers still deeply imbedded inside her wetly
moistened pussy. And as the wetness of her orgasm crept between her
fingers, alternating hot and cold chills ran up and down her body as
the moist fruits of cumming gushed forth in a steady stream of warmly
seeping vaginal secretions. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH HHHHHAAAAAHHHHH ..."
she screamed out, now totally unaware that her cries could possibly be
heard by Gary Spencer. She was beyond caring, now all she cared about
was the climax she was experiencing, a feeling she had desperately
needed for so long, cutting off from her husband so often she never
experienced the fullness of orgasm and now as she rose and fell with
her gently writhing body.

She could hardly believe that she had just masturbated and yet she
didn't really feel guilty ... she had enjoyed it too much to feel
guilty. Serves Bob right for not fucking me properly, she groaned to
herself, it's not my fault if he leaves me unsatisfied, I do my best.

* * *

Gary Spencer smiled broadly to himself as he watched Janet Howard
thrashing up and down on the chaise in his garden, impaled on her own
fingers.

"So, she is a hot little cunt, after all," he grinned lewdly. Whoever
would have thought it. Well now, if that's the case then she'll get the
treatment before the weekend is out, can't let that little number slip
by me untried, that would never do. Besides, Julie is having so much
fun with old Bob, I deserve a little too. Better watch out little Janet
sexy pants, I'm on your case now, you won't get away from me easily ...
not easily at all!

Chapter 5

Janet Howard had removed her chaise to the far end of the garden, she
had had enough of the sun now and wanted to lie in the shade and read.
No-one can see me here, she mused to herself. I'm safe and sound, here
all alone.

She felt good, her masturbation of earlier in the day had fulfilled her
and she had been riding on a cloud since. She felt sure that if Bob
made love to her like that, she would never be mean and bitchy to him
but she wasn't sure about that. He still needs to make some money in
the world, I don't want to live in that dump all my life, she thought.

Her face was creased now as she thought of her house, the house they
rented, compared to the house the Spencer's owned, plus a sailing boat,
two good cars and a maid. Oh dear, Bob will never be that successful
she cried wistfully to herself, I'm almost sure of it.

Janet settled back into the cushions of the chaise with her book,
propping the pillows behind her head she allowed her thoughts to
concentrate on the page.

She couldn't help her mind drifting back to her husband Bob though and
how short and sharp he had been with her the evening before. He just
didn't pay me any attention at all she whined to herself, I wonder why
not, it's so unlike him. Usually he's all over me and I don't want it
... I wonder if he's going to be nice to me tonight - I do hope so. He
seems to be paying a lot of attention to Julie though, strange Gary
doesn't mind. I'm not sure that I like it, come to think of it, I don't
like it at all!

* * *

Julie Spencer and Bob Howard had arrived back from their sail a little
early.

"Hello everyone," called out Julie as soon as they entered the house,
"anyone home?"

The adulterous couple listened for sounds of their respective wife and
husband but none were forthcoming. "Well Gary's probably at the office
and Janet, well, maybe she went out for a walk, or something," Julie
said casually.

"What shall we do," Bob Howard taunted, edging closer to the soft
voluptuous woman now begging for him to fuck her. He could see the lust
practically oozing out of her eyes.

"I want you to fuck me," Julie drawled, "and I want you to fuck me in
the rose garden."

"I hope there's some grass," Bob groaned.

"Oh lots darling, don't worry. Come!" she commanded, lifting up her
hand and taking his, gently urging him towards the sliding glass doors.

Moments later they were in the rose garden, tucked away behind a clump
of willow trees. "We're totally safe here," she purred, "come my
darling," she cooed, pulling the anxiously waiting man down beside her.
"Oh God! you're so sexy ... pity your wife doesn't realize it."

* * *

Janet was so engrossed in her book that for a while she didn't notice
that there were other sounds in the garden besides the birds but
suddenly she became aware of a totally different sound coming through
the willow trees.

"GOD, IT'S SO BIG AND BEAUTIFUL ... LET ME TOUCH IT, HONEY!"

Janet started, whose voice was that. She was immensely curious now and
putting down her book she started to tiptoe towards where the sound was
coming from.

Suddenly she stopped short ... she just couldn't believe the sight
before her eyes. There on the grass were a nude couple playing with
each other's private parts and one of them was her husband Bob and the
other was his best friend's wife Julie, her hostess for the weekend!

Janet's eyes almost boggled out of her head ... she knew that she
should leave, that she shouldn't watch but she just had to. She just
couldn't leave!

Bob lay tense on the ground with his desire-hardened penis pointed
straight up at the pale blue sky. Julie reached out with her hand and
began stroking him, sliding the loose outer flesh up and down in a
slow, magical rhythm that obviously delighted him no end. Then, she
slowly rose to her knees and hovered over him on all fours, her face a
scant few inches from the throbbing head of his prick. She held it
tightly between both hands, stroking it between the flat of her palms
in a teasing up and down motion that caused his loins to undulate
hungrily in time to her maddening rhythm.

Her head dropped suddenly toward his hardness, and her tongue flicked
forward, the top boring teasingly into the wetness of the tiny gland on
the end. Bob sucked in his breath from the sudden unexpected contact.
Chills rippled along his back, bringing a groan from his lips. Julie
brought her roundly stretched mouth down all the way and enclosed the
whole of the smooth rubbery head in a moist, warm pressure. Her lips
tightened like an elastic band around it just below the head, trapping
it completely around the warm wet cavern of her mouth.

Bob mumbled and grunted something Janet wasn't able to make out but the
look on his face was unmistakable.

Julie adjusted herself so that she had better access to the bloated
instrument by kneeling between Bob's widespread legs. She massaged the
soft resilient skin of his testicles gently with one hand and stroked
the base of his cock between the thumb and forefinger of the other as
she began to suck rhythmically up and down. Bob could feel the softness
of her tongue twirling maddeningly around it at the apex of the
withdrawal, the tip flicking magically across the tiny opening of the
gland at the end. He flexed his buttocks, his head still raised,
watching the top of her blonde head bobbing up and down below. The
sight of his hard, rhythmically throbbing penis sunk completely between
his friend's wife's wildly ovaled lips increased the sensation a
million times over. He felt as though the top of his head was about to
be blown off. Janet sure never did anything like this for him ... he'd
thought about it plenty of times ... but to have it happening like this
... out in the open with this beautiful woman! There seemed to be no
end to what she would do for him.

Julie's excited tongue was wrapping itself hotly and wetly around his
excitedly pulsing shaft, her mouth widening as though to bite him but
instead, shaping the hard edge of her teeth around the girth of his
penis in a tantalizing mixture of hardness and softness, her tongue
licking in a steady circle, tracing tiny electric jolts everywhere it
touched.

Bob's prick began throbbing wildly and Julie could feel his reaction
and began to suck him a little harder, letting her teeth trace small
white trails where they had scraped the blood from beneath the surface
of the skin. She shifted her position over his thigh without
disengaging her mouth from his prick and kneeled on all fours between
his open legs. She reached under his buttocks and cupped them to her
palms, pulling her loins up tighter to her face. Her tongue swiped
around and around the growing gland furiously until Bob began to groan
constantly as she took almost all of the rigidly quivering cock deep
into her hot, burning throat.

Janet was certain that Julie Spencer was going to choke to death but
still Julie continued the maddening sucking on and on. Janet seemed to
be in some of limbo state as if the two people on the ground just a few
feet away from her were complete strangers ... a movie perhaps ... but
certainly not her husband and her husband's best friend's wife. Oh God!
How could she do that, how could she put a man's prick into her mouth
... what a vile, disgusting act, thought Janet bitterly to herself and
yet she still had to watch ... she couldn't unglue her eyes from the
obscene spectacle.

Great swirls of heat were building deep in Bob's balls as he watched
Gary's wife's face working above his sweating loins. His prick pulled
almost completely out of her mouth and then plunged back in again to
the hilt. His balls slapped up obscenely against her chin and as she
continued her mouthing, she let his large penis slide in and out and
sucked hard on it until she could feel its heated friction against her
lips. He could see tiny rivulets of sweat rolling in thin droplets from
the side of her face as she bucked over him like a demon gone mad. The
muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from
the pressure as he arched his back up off the ground, pushing even
further between the moistness of her lips. Thin pink ridges of flesh
pulled out from her mouth, clinging greedily to his thrusting cock.

Consumed by the ecstasy of her mouth, Bob leaned forward and took hold
of Julie's mouth with his hands, giving a loud grunt as he forced it
hard all the way down onto his stonelike hardness until Julie's large,
pouting lips were almost smashed flat against the roughness of his
pubic hair.

"NNNNnnnnngggg ..." he heard her gag and felt her trying to catch her
breath as the large, rubbery width of his cockhead forced the back of
her throat into an unnatural wideness. But still he held her head firm,
her smooth silken blonde hair slipping beneath his fingers, as with a
groan he began to buck his hips up into her face, forcing his overtaxed
and throbbing prick into the far, hidden recesses of her tonsils. He
suddenly became aware of the fact that once more their roles had been
reversed. Whereas she had been the aggressor, now he was the master of
the situation, fucking into her mouth as if it were his right! The
forbidden pleasure seemed to invade his body and capture him
completely, the pure licentiousness driving him crazy.

Julie's head was bobbing furiously up and down over his cock, working
hard at sucking him, her tongue swirling and licking wetly all around
the head and shaft, never stopping its lewd revolutions and he
controlled each thrust with his own hands. The flames licking at Bob's
loins sent wave after wave of multi-faceted lust sweeping throughout
this huge hulk of a body and his handsome features reflected the
depravity of what he was feeling.

"Suck it, baby ... suck it ... suck it ... suck it ... suck it ..." he
began chanting through his tightly clenched teeth as Julie's hands
slipped teasingly and possessively about his hairy balls massaging them
in a slow, hotly exciting rhythm as again and again her husband's
friend slammed roughly into her mouth. She began to suck at him even
more furiously, her full lips cushioning the smooth sensitive flesh of
the head from her teeth and nibbling warmly down to cover every inch of
the wetly thrusting pole of his rock-hard prick.

Julie was filled with a strange new feeling she had only begun to
experience with previous lovers when she had sucked their cocks, but
with Bob ... it was almost as good as being fucked. His strong hands on
her head made her feel as though her mouth was nothing but a wetly
clinging hole for his satisfaction and lust and a masochistic spark
deep inside her increased her lustful excitement. She could feel her
cuntal fluids wetting the narrow tunnel of her vagina and the cool
garden air grazing against the nakedly exposed pubic hairs that covered
her up between her legs.

Suddenly, Bob gasped. The moment was there and a low guttural growl
started from somewhere deep in his chest as he felt the hot sticky
sperm begin its journey from the burgeoning depths of his balls, just
as Julie's tongue struck the burrowing swollen tip just right and her
lips clamped tight, and his hands grappled with her hair, pulling her
head down harder on it!

"SUCK IT!" he grunted loudly just as his lust inflamed prick began
spewing hot thick streams of molten cum deep into her desperately
sucking mouth. Her cheeks expanded and hollowed fish-like as she
greedily swallowed the warm flooding gushes to keep from choking. She
went on sucking wildly as he emptied his white hot sperm farther and
farther into the waiting wetness of her hungrily accepting throat. His
hands tangled cruelly in her hair, holding her head to the throbbing of
his loins as he pushed his ejaculating penis all the way to flood hotly
against her naked tonsils.

"MMMMMMmmmmmm ..." she sighed, as he jerked his loins lewdly upward one
last time to empty the last of his searingly swirling cum deep into her
openly contracting belly.

"Oh My God!" groaned Julie as she struggled to swallow the final onrush
of his male cum. She loved it, every moment of it and she felt that she
could go on forever making love with Bob. She didn't want him to leave
her, she wanted him all the time as well as her husband Gary, she had
enough for both of them, she knew it!

* * *

Janet Howard suddenly came to her senses. Suddenly she realized that
she had been watching the most foul, obscene thing she'd ever seen in
her life and she'd been watching the act performed on her very own
husband. Suddenly she felt nauseous ... she had to leave, she had to
get out of the garden before they saw her, it would be too humiliating,
she just would die!

She stumbled away blindly and ran into the house, up into her bedroom
where she threw herself down on the bed and started to sob, quietly at
first with increasing strength as she realized what she had witnessed.
She could hardly believe that her husband Bob would touch another woman
let alone make love to her and now she had seen it, she didn't know
what to do. Should she leave him? Oh God! She felt like dying!

Chapter 6

Bob Howard sat up on the grass and grinned at Julie. His cock was still
tingling with the incredible feelings that she had evoked in him.

"We must have fallen asleep," he groaned looking at his watch. "Good
thing we didn't get caught."

"What time is it," yawned Julie sleepily.

"Five o'clock."

"Goodness me, I have to arrange for dinner," Julie said quickly,
springing up to assume her wifely details. "See you at cocktails
darling and be a good boy," she threw over her shoulder and she slinked
off across the lawn seductively, purposely swaying her ample buttocks
from side to side to tantalize Bob.

He watched her disappear and then got up from the grass himself. That's
one hell of a woman, he groaned to himself, now why couldn't I have
married a woman like that instead of bitchy old Janet. At the sound of
his wife's name, Bob Howard suddenly felt guilty. I wonder if she's in
the house, he said suddenly to himself.

Almost the moment Bob turned the door of his bedroom and looked at
Janet's crumpled body lying on the bed, he knew that she had seen him
on the lawn with Julie. Whether she had seen them fucking or not, was
another question but she knew something. It was obvious.

"How was your sailing trip," she sneered, her tearstained face all red
and blotchy.

Bob Howard blushed deeply with obvious guilt. What could he say, where
could he hide. Obviously she knew, he was caught, trapped like a bear
in a cage ... there was no way out!

"How could you, you filthy bastard," she screamed, "fucking in the
bushes like a dirty dog. How could you let her touch you, she's a dirty
bitch. Oh My God! How could you let her put your cock in her filthy
mouth!"

That was all Bob could stand, suddenly he s napped and before he knew
what was happening streams of abuse were pouring from his mouth towards
his young wife. He knew she was shocked, that was obvious from the look
on her face, he had never spoken to her this way in all their marriage.

"Bob, listen honey, I ..." she stammered now, anxious not to enrage her
husband further.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOU FUCKING BITCH," he commanded. "I've taken just
about as much of your bitching as I am going to take. Julie happens to
be a real woman, believe me. Janet you wouldn't know what that was, but
I do. All you ever think about is money and the fact that I don't seem
to be as good at doing that as other men. Well, let me tell you
something, Julie looks at me like a man, she makes me feel like a man
and I like the way it feels."

Janet was backing further and further towards the bed now as her
husband Bob pushed her, his face only inches from her, red and
contorted and very ugly. She had never seen him this way before, it was
horrifying. Suddenly she realized that she didn't even know who he was.

"GET ON THAT BED WOMAN. I'M GONNA FUCK YOU RIGHT NOW!! THAT'S WHAT YOU
NEED, A GOOD FUCK!!"

Mortified by his obscene language, Janet couldn't help but fall
backwards in such a way that her dress rode up, showing the thin white
crotchband of her panties under which pressed the swollen mound of her
teasingly hidden pussy. She had just showered and changed for dinner
and now she was ruining her dress. She tried to straighten it out but
this only angered Bob more. He reached under her skirt to pull her
panties down. "NO!" she screamed, trying to get them back up, but it
was no use. Bob pushed them to the floor and kicked them away with his
foot. Grabbing her by the waist he quickly flipped her over.

"Stop it Bob ... Stop it, what are you doing."

"I'm doing to you what I should have done months ago," Bob replied,
lifting up his frightened wife's dress so that he could see the
smoothly naked flesh of her helplessly trembling buttocks.

"Oh!" Janet gasped, as she heard the rustle of clothing behind her.
Obviously Bob was undressing and she once more felt a pang of fear as
she tried to scramble away, but found herself pulled rapidly back into
the same vulnerable position.

Bob's hands were unbuttoning the side button of her dress, pulling down
the zipper and removing it completely without her being able to do a
thing about it. She tried to scream but found that she was too
embarrassed to do so, what if someone came in and found her in this
position?

"Stop, stop, Bob! NO!" she cried as he lifted her sweater up. But it
came too easily off over her head in spite of her tears. This left only
her bra, and Bob, eyeing the tiny clasp at her back ruthlessly ripped
it apart. Janet felt the weight of her released breasts as they pressed
forward, and somehow she felt even more ashamed that their surface was
completely exposed too.

"Don't worry ... I'm not gonna touch your tits!" Bob said gruffly. "Not
yet anyway!"

Bob peered down at her white, wide-spread buttocks, deciding that he
would do something to really humiliate the little bitch. He hadn't
fucked her in a while, not that it was his fault. She was the one who
wasn't putting out. And of course, now that he and Julie were getting
along so well, he didn't even miss her ... the little prude. Well,
tonight, he was going to see that some of that prudery was washed away.

"I'm going to give you something you'll remember for a long time. I've
got a right, you know ... I'm your husband!"

His finger prodded into the softly yielding crevice between the smooth
fleshed ovals of her ass cheeks as with his other hand he drew them
apart until he could see the skin straining around the tiny reddishly
puckered hole of her anus.

"Now spread those legs wider!" he commanded. Naked behind her, his
thick swollen penis bulged lustfully large, pulsating veins that stood
out on the sides of his rock-hard shaft. Leaning over, he slowly and
deliberately parted the cheeks of her full rounded buttocks wider than
the first time. He heard her moan and then with a perverse smile on his
lips, he bent forward and with his tongue tip licked wetly at the small
brown opening.

"NNNNNnnnnnnooooo ...!" Janet begged all fire and fight drained out of
her as her husband's teasingly flicking tongue sent chills running up
and down her spine. She felt ashamed and more naked than she had ever
felt before.

Bob withdrew his tongue and peered hungrily at the tight puckered
opening between his wife's nakedly gleaming ass cheeks.

"Spread 'em wider!"

Janet's long beautiful legs were spread so far apart that she could
feel the pull on the tendons where her inner thighs met softly against
her pubic.

Bob stuck his index finger to his mouth and moistened it with his
saliva. Then reaching forward, the tip of his finger found the small
anal entrance and he pushed it up inside until half of it was imbedded
in the small, tightly clenched mouth.

"NNNNNNOOOOO!!!" Janet screamed out as the sudden rush of pain filled
her. She tried to wiggle away from him as his finger began to turn and
twist slowly around in the deep rubbery channel of her rectum, sliding
steadily inward and then pulling out and pushing back in with abrupt
jerking motions until finally, through the pain, she could feel the
palm of his hand pressing flatly against her soft naked buttock cheeks.

His finger was moving about in her ass, now expanding it, sawing in and
out and the pain was acute. Anger clouded Janet's eyes as she screamed
at her husband, begging him to stop. But as she begged, Bob added a
second finger alongside the first, forcing it with an almost
sadistically satisfied grin into her virgin passage.

Janet felt as though she were a butterfly specimen pinned cruelly to
the bed by some cold, inhuman collector who felt nothing.

"STOP!" she pleaded with her husband, "... for God's sake, PLEASE
STOP!" She tried to straighten her knees out so that she could lie flat
on the bed. Perhaps then it wouldn't hurt so terribly much. She just
had to get him to stop somehow. But Bob, his hand hooked strongly under
her buttocks back up in the air, making her remain in the humiliating
position that made her rear passage wide open to his lewd fondling and
playing.

Janet cried out again and again as she felt the searing pain in her
unaccustomed anus as it responded to the steady swinging motion of her
husband's fingers and for a brief moment, she thought she might faint.
She was being subjugated in a lewd, debasing way she had never known
before. He was deliberately stretching her tender anus in a way that
would hurt her the most, making sharp twisting motions just when she
least expected them.

"You snooty little bitch!" Bob hissed between his tightly clenched
teeth. "I'm really gonna give it to you ... no wife has the right to
hold on to her husband ... YOU HEAR ME ...?"

Janet went pale at the sound and tone of her husband's voice. She had
never known him to be like this before. Oh God! she thought. What's
happening to my life! Tears ran down her cheeks and her short chestnut
curls fell into her eyes. She was trying to support herself on her
elbows, but every now and then, she would pitch forward, propelled by
the force of Bob's forward rushing fingers.

"Don't ... Please don't, Bob ... don't ... I can't bear it!"

"Oh, you can bear it, all right ... in fact ..." he breathed heavily,
"... you'll do better than bear it ... much better!"

"AAAAaaaaaarrrrrggggg ..." she screamed as Bob punctuated his last
words with a sudden quick twisting motion of his fingers that caused
her widely stretched rectal lips to open slightly and emit a slight
hissing little farting noise. In spite of her poise, her face flushed a
crimson red at the embarrassment.

"Tell me you want to do it!"

"Wh ... what?" Janet asked, not believing her ears.

"Say you want it!" Bob repeated. "Say ... fuck me up the ass!"

"Noooooo ... NNNOOOOOO ... I can't ... I can't!!!" Janet cried into the
crumpled pillow below her face.

"SAY IT!!!" Bob bellowed down at her trembling form. "SAY IT ALOUD AND
CLEAR!!! SAY IT!!!"

"Yes ..." Janet managed to force the word out through her sobbing. "Yes
... do it to me ... that way ..."

"WHAT WAY!"

"Up ... up ... up the ass ... take me up the ass ..."

"FUCK ME ... FUCK ME UP THE ASS!!!"

"YES!! FUCK ME!!!" Janet almost screamed out. "FUCK ME UP THE ASS!" She
would do anything now to get this over with. Anything to be released
from the tortuous pain and humiliation that she was being subjected to
be kneeling there with her own husband's middle finger imbedded deep in
her helplessly exposed rectum. But somehow, it never registered in her
clouded brain that there might be more to happen than just Bob forcing
his fingers into her.

Bob's fingers slid out abruptly with an even greater hissing sound and
Janet's slightly stretched anal passage felt relieved and momentarily,
she thought it was all over. But then, she felt her husband's hard firm
stomach pressing up toward her buttocks and his hand gripped her by the
hips, pulling her entire bottom half backwards. Then with dread
certainty, she felt the hardness of his prick running up and down the
thin moist slit that stretched from the soft open lips of her pussy to
the base of her spine. Then, she felt it pressuring softly against the
tiny, nakedly quivering lips of her just emptied asshole.

"NNNNNOOOOOOO!!!" she screamed out when finally she realized what was
about to happen. "NNNOOOOOO ... YOU CAN'T!"

"YES!!! YES, I CAN ... AND I WILL!!!"

And with that he began to rock and push, working all the time. The pain
was excruciating to her and she clenched her buttocks as tightly as she
could to resist ... but ... again he pulled her helpless body back to
him so that slowly, relentlessly the thick bulbous head of his lust
engorged penis wormed with a small popping sound just up inside the
tight elasticity of his chestnut haired wife's resisting anal passage.

"AAAAARRRRRGGGGGGG!!!!"

It felt as though he had rammed his entire fist into her. Janet twisted
desperately, trying her best to get away from the red hot searing pain
in her rectum. Bob's lust-hardened prick was sinking further and
further into the dark virgin passage of her anus and to the physical
pain was added a dreadful shameful pain that hurt even more. She had
never known that anything could hurt this much. All that filled her
mind was pain. She just couldn't get away from him. Coherent thoughts
just wouldn't come. A solidly, cylindrical rock was being thrust
mercilessly up into her behind. She screamed out, trying to lift her
head up but Bob pushed her head back down with the flat of his hand and
ground his hips teasingly around so that his cock rotated painfully
inside his helplessly kneeling wife's hotly burning rectum.

He pulled almost all the way out of her and Janet thought for a moment
that she might get some respite from the awful hurt, but her angered
husband lunged forward again and her knees almost collapsed under her,
leaving her gasping, impaled totally by his thick penis wedged like the
end of a heavy axehandle up between her buttocks, his dark curling
pubic hair pressed tightly up into her widely open ass split.

Bob began to gasp for air as he began a steady rhythmic fucking motion
behind her nakedly quivering ass cheeks and completely disregarding her
intense pain sunk himself deeper into the soft hidden passage of her
tightly resisting little nether hole. Janet felt weak and debilitated
and as though she would never be able to hold up under the terrible
rape of her intestines back there.

She could feel her husband beginning to warm to his task, beginning to
moan out his lust behind her. She felt the hot touch of his hands
roaming around the naked curves of her body, pinching and kneading her
tender flesh into tiny balls of pain.

Bob gloated above her as he watched the progress of his desire-hardened
cock in the roundly stretched little hole. It felt so tight and good,
he wished he'd done it to her before this. He watched the reddish skin
of the tiny clinging circle draw back with his prick, clutching at it
as if it didn't want him to come out. At first the pressure on his cock
had been unbearable, but now it was just right and exhilarating as it
throbbed hotly around it.

Then unexpectedly a low guttural wail began to seep out from Janet's
throat as without the slightest warning she began to feel a weird
masochistic spark deep within her, come to life. Her belly quivered
with a dully, at first, pleasure at what was happening and something
about this ghastly treatment released that hidden torrent of lust that
lay buried deep inside her ... kneeling lewdly her full rounded
buttocks waving high in the air while her wildly angered husband fucked
mercilessly behind her upraised buttocks into her once virgin rectal
passage.

Bob's eyes were glued to his hardened lust-bloated penis as it
disappeared right up his young wife's ass with every stroke. It went
right in so that not half an inch of it showed and then it moved about
in the tight, resistant hole with the whole length of it straining out
as if it were going to burst. He reached down and struck at her soft
yielding buttocks with hard viscous smacks that resounded through the
room. His sweating face dripped onto her hollowed back making it
glisten in the light of the room. His breath came in short puffing
gasps like a long distance runner, his eyes taking in the whiteness of
her quivering body that slipped over his plunging cock like a tight
fitting glove.

"OOOOOoooooohhhhhhh ... God ... God ... yesss ... yesss ..." Janet
gasped as her angered husband pressed tight against her soft buttocks
and rotated the head around and around deep inside her rectum. Her
moans were adding to his pleasure and his hands crawled over her
buttocks and back, and bright red welts followed his fingers as they
dug into her tender milk white skin.

"MMMMMmmmmm ... ooooohhhhhh ..." Janet began to croon, but the sounds
were different now. Her arousal was apparent even to Bob as her
buttocks began to twist beneath him, offering him encouragement as she
lewdly, salaciously now, ground her naked hips back at him in obscene
invitation. He was fucking deeper up inside his beautiful wife's
asshole than he had ever thought his lustfully burgeoning cock would
go.

"OH GOD BOB ... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME ... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE ..."
She felt half crazy as his gigantic rod skewered her tightly into her
open belly and her entire body undulated and jerked, her hair flying,
her mouth gaping. Over and over she cried out, dancing obscenely back
into Bob's powerfully lunging cock, her knees trembling and shaking,
her heart palpitating. The frenzied delight spread to her ignored
moisture drenched pussy and she felt the pleasure take hold there with
an unprecedented strength.

Her husband began to fuck rapidly into her hard and fast, battering and
flattening her quivering buttocks with his strongly driving pelvis. He
gripped her waist with his fingers squeezing the nude, well tanned
flesh that contrasted so sharply with the whiteness of her untanned ass
into strange, odd shapes. His mouth hung open and his breath whirled
out of it in long, broken gasps.

"OH GOD, I'M CUMMING CUMMINGCUMMING ..." Janet screamed out as Bob gave
one last spine-chilling ramrod thrust. His groans mingled with hers,
his cock growing first stiffer and then exploding out its heavy load of
sperm high up into her wildly sucking anal passage. Wave after wave of
his thick hot jism spewed from the swollen tip of his prick filling her
desperately contracting belly to the hilt with his molten cum.

Bob's fingers dropped down around Janet's thighs to manipulate the
passion moistened lips of his wife's wetly drenched pussy, toying
teasingly, increasing her frenzy as together they experienced the wild,
untamed thrill of mutual orgasm overtaking them.

Janet's rectum had been thoroughly ravished and she knew it. Life would
never be the same, she would never be able to look at herself in the
mirror without thinking of her husband's cock plunged obscenely into
her anal passage.

She wouldn't be able to face anyone else tonight, she just knew it. How
could she sit down at the dinnertable and make polite conversation all
the time knowing that her animal husband was gloating over his
conquest. She might have enjoyed it finally through the pain but she
certainly was not going to let him have the pleasure of really knowing
that. Oh God ... how she hated him!

Chapter 7

Janet Howard fell asleep finally after her husband had gone down for
dinner. She positively refused to talk to him and had almost thrown up
when he had leaned over to kiss her. "Get away from me you filthy pig,"
she had screamed at him. Nor the first time in her married life, Janet
had been afraid, she had really thought he was going to strike her, she
had never seen such anger, such rage on his face before.

Oh God! Why did we come here, she sobbed to herself, I'm so unhappy.

The anguished young wife came out of her sleep to the sound of a sharp
knocking on her door. I wondered who that could be, she thought
sleepily, trailing her dressing gown to the door with her.

"Yes," she said feebly, who is it?

"It's me, Bridget miss. I thought you might like a little dinner on a
tray."

"How sweet," Janet said aloud, realizing in fact that she was rather
hungry now. She threw on her dressing gown and let the Irish maid into
the bedroom, showing her where to put the tray and thanking her.

She turned back to the tray and noticed that there was a pitcher of
martinis on it and two glasses. Now who could the other glass be for,
she pondered. She had hardly thought that thought when another knock
came at her bedroom door.

"Yes," she called out.

"It's me, Gary, thought you might like a little chat."

Janet thought about it for a moment and then realized that it would be
nice to have someone to talk to. Perhaps Gary wasn't so bad after all.
"Come in," she called out.

"Ah good," Gary said as soon as he saw the tray, "so Bridget did her
thing ... good for her."

Gary sat quietly for a while, watching Janet nibble at her food. "How
about a drink," he said at last.

Janet sipped her martini quietly, she felt a little embarrassed, she
didn't know what to say to Gary and yet she knew that she had to tell
him about his wife and her husband.

"Gary, I ... well ... I have to tell you something."

"Really, does it have something to do with Julie and Bob?" he smiled
patiently.

"Yes. How did you know? Well, I saw them together ... they were ...
they were ... Oh God! I can't tell you," she finally sobbed.

"Are you trying to tell me that they were fucking," he smiled at her as
if she was a child.

"W-what ... you know?"

"Of course I know. They have been having a gay old time ever since Bob
arrived here."

The anguished young wife was silent for a moment. "That's not all, Bob
just forced me to ... to ... to ..."

"To do what?" Gary said with an amused look on his face.

Suddenly Janet felt stupid, she didn't see how she could say it but she
knew she had to. "He fucked me in the ass," she said suddenly.

"Is that all. I fuck Julie all the time in the ass. Really Janet you
are quite a little girl you know," he said leaning over and patting her
on the knee. "Why don't you take another drink, it will make you feel
much better."

Janet sat in her chair like one who has been hypnotized. Is everyone
mad around here, she wondered to herself. Her brain was reeling, she
just couldn't understand what was happening to her universe anymore and
the martinis were really beginning to hit her now, on an almost empty
stomach they were working alarmingly fast.

"They did it in the garden as well," she said at last.

"Did what Janet, you'll have to be more specific," Gary said calmly.

"I can't," Janet said finally.

"Perhaps I can help you. You just say yes or no, or even nod your head
so that I understand you and I'll put a few questions to you. It's
important to me to have all the details."

Suddenly Janet saw him take a long thin book from behind him, he must
have had that all along, she thought amazed at her lack of
concentration upon details.

Gary began to read: "Jenny's vagina had a tiny reddish clitoris, and it
still quivered with obvious excitement. The old man's tongue snaked out
and the tip slipped across the tiny point of throbbing flesh."

Oh My God! What is he reading to me, thought Janet wildly, I've got to
get out of here. She tried to rise but Gary pushed her back into the
chair.

"Let me read a little more," he insisted, "now where was I ... oh yes.
The people in the room groaned with delight when they saw the girl was
beginning to feel acute pleasure. The old man teased it wetly with his
tongue and then began to rub it slowly up and down the length of the
little girl's wide open slit, bringing new, pleasurable contortions of
delight to her face."

Try as she might Janet couldn't help but feel naughty thrills of
delight begin to erupt in her pussy as Gary read to her the lewd book.

"The child wrapped her small hands into the old man's thick white hair
and the tiny muscles in her arms stood out right and strained as she
pulled his craggy face forward toward her. With all the strength she
could muster she pulled it directly into the wetness of her loins.
Instantly, her hips began a slow grinding up against him as his
protruding tongue sunk with breathtaking speed deep into the tightness
of her tiny clasping pussy. It was obvious to the people in the room
that the little girl was becoming more and more a quivering mass of
desire as she writhed and twisted under her grandfather's probing
tongue! "What do you think of that, Janet," Gary said suddenly bringing
her back to consciousness.

"Oh My Cod! Gary, how can I answer you," groaned Janet. She wanted to
leave the room but found she couldn't, her legs felt like a quivering
mass of jelly.

"Ah, now here's a scene. Perhaps this is what Julie and Bob were doing
in the garden, how about this ... The man kneeled in front of Tina's
face letting his knees straddle her body on both sides. He had a
gigantic rigid cock that stood out in the air like a cannon positioned
for firing. He held his hand around it, and persistently rubbed the
rubbery, moisture drenched tip against Tina's lips. Tina didn't want to
open them, that much was clear, but he reached forward and forced her
mouth open by covering her nose with his hand. Coughing and sputtering
for breath, Tina fought for a moment in desperation until with a sudden
horrid gasp, she opened her mouth wide. By flicking his hips forward,
the man let his huge blood filled cockhead plunge deep into the
confines of her lips."

As she listened to Gary reading, Janet experienced a sensation totally
unlike anything she had ever experienced in her young life. Instead of
being revolted by the obscene description, she was being turned on by
it.

"Tina's lips expanded and hollowed with each long stroke of the man's
blunt tipped penis into her mouth. He sawed rhythmically back and
forth, back and forth until Tina began to warm to her task. She reached
up and cupped his two softly hanging testicles in her small warm hands.
Above her, the man gasped and encouraged her as she began to suck
hungrily at his thrusting cock."

Janet knew that she should scream and tear the book from Gary's hands
but the tranquilizing effect of the martinis she had consumed made it
impossible for her to do so. Suddenly she felt Gary's arms around her.

"Don't you think cock is such a beautiful word ... much nicer than
penis, don't you think Janet? Listen Janet, I want you to do something,
I want you to visualize what you saw this afternoon, only instead of
seeing Julie and Bob, I want you to imagine two people you don't even
know."

Janet tried very hard to follow Gary's instructions but she found that
she couldn't get Bob's face out of the picture, for that matter she
couldn't get Julie's either. The soft moans and sucking noises she had
heard earlier seemed to be drifting towards her ears once again though
and suddenly as she looked at the picture she saw that one of the
people was herself!

Suddenly she felt Gary's hand ground hard against her breasts and she
uttered a cry, but he gave her soft rubbery nipple a hard pinch beneath
the fabric of her dressing gown, and she was immediately filled with
such a weird combination of pain and pleasure that she thought she
would faint. She tried to cry out but she couldn't as his mouth came
down heavily on hers. Against her wishes she felt her passion rising
now, rising and rising until she felt that she would burst.

"Don't you see, it doesn't matter who fucks who, as long as everyone is
satisfied," Gary murmured into her ear.

"G-Gary, you can't mean ..." Janet gasped.

"Exactly," Gary crooned, crushing her mouth once again with his.

Oh no, this is all wrong, thought Janet wildly to herself, all wrong.
What am I doing letting this man kiss me even and now he's telling me
that he wants to fuck me ... oh no, this can't be ... it just can't be
...

"Janet ..." Gary's voice made Janet tremble wildly, "lie down on the
bed," he commanded.

Suddenly Janet felt starved and unfulfilled, neglected and abandoned
and Gary's voice sounded strangely good to her, like her father's voice
in a way ... yes, that was it, Gary sounded like her father. Almost
like a somnambulist, Janet rose from the chair and walked to the bed,
lying on it as Gary had commanded her to. She felt Gary's mouth
covering hers and his hands moving up inside her dressing gown seeking
out the full heaviness of her breasts. The heat of his hands boldly
encompassed each of her trembling breasts and she gave a little moan of
desire and turned her head slightly to the side. His mouth followed
hers, his hands remaining on her breasts, inching and twisting hard at
the hardened little bullets of flesh on the tips. His tongue ground far
back into the read of Janet's mouth and with his entire body, he pushed
her down, his own body tense and hard against her futile struggling.

"Please Gary, let's stop now," she pleaded. "Let's stop before we go
too far."

She heard no answer from Gary however, he only increased the
manipulation of her sensuously tingling breasts. Janet could feel his
tongue filling her mouth and she felt herself sinking into an abyss of
desire. "Oh God ... this is wrong," she thought and yet she knew there
was nothing she could do about it. She felt Gary's expert fingers
rolling her nipples around and around, making them ever harder and
sensitive and she felt the pain miraculously turning into spark-like
sensations that spread like a brush fire from the peaked quivering
mounds right down to her belly where they spread on down between her
thighs to the vibrant little split of her seeping pussy. She tossed her
chestnut curls back and forth trying to get away from Gary's thrusting
tongue, but it was of no use. She was trapped, impaled, used and
misused.

Gary could hardly believe his luck, it had been much easier getting
Janet onto the bed than he had thought it would be. He felt his cock
throbbing wildly now against his pants and he knew that he would have
to take her soon or explode in his pants. Oh God! I can't wait to fuck
her tight little pussy, he groaned to himself. Never for one moment
allowing his tongue to slip out of Janet's warmly quivering mouth he
started to unzip his pants and to pull them down over his working legs.
Thank God! I didn't wear my shorts, he thought mischievously to himself
as he struggled to kick his pants off his ankles. Oh Boy, I can almost
taste her delicious little pussy now and she's all mine for the taking
... all mine at long last I get to have my rewards!

Bob Howard was intrigued once again with the voluptuous wife of his
best friend. She always seemed to surprise him, show him something
about life that he hadn't seen before or even known about. Now he felt
like a little boy again being led by his mother towards some great
unknown delight. Julie promised him something really special tonight,
something she said that would blow his mind and give him a whole new
perspective on his wife and his marriage ... well, he was ready. After
the incident earlier on in the evening with his wife he was ready to
have his mind blown again!

The anxious husband opened his eyes now to find that he was in Gary and
Julie's bedroom. "Mmmmmm ... well, this is a first," he murmured.

"Oh, this is just the beginning darling," cooed Julie, immediately
crossing the room to him, running her hands over his body and tugging
at the zipper to his pants.

Suddenly Bob looked across the room to the wall that was practically
covered with mirror and saw to his astonishment that someone was making
love through the mirror.

"Who's that?" he asked curiously, "is that a mirror, or what?"

"My sweet innocent," purred Julie, still tugging at his clothes, "that
is a mirror yes and it goes through to another bedroom."

"Why, that's Gary, your husband," stammered Bob.

"Of course darling, who else. This is his house you know."

Bob felt his cock begin to lurch in his pants as he watched his best
friend licking some hotly churning girl's naked cunt ... really doing
her in! The girl seemed to really like it too from the way she was
wriggling and squirming her hips to meet Gary's foraging mouth.

"Exciting?" Julie cooed, running her fingers up and down the huge thick
hardness of his prick, fondling the blunt tipped head and withdrawing
the loose foreskin, pulling it down taut with each down stroke.

"God, yes ..." Bob replied. "Do you and Gary do this often ... I mean
watch each other fuck ..."

"Of course honey, don't you think it's fun?"

Bob continued to look at the couple, but now his hands were searching
eagerly up under Julie's dress, searching out her delicious blonde-
fringed pussy, while her fingers massaged his aching cock.

"Jesus!" he exclaimed ... "Just look at her go!" Suddenly he was
curious, "who is she anyway," he questioned.

"You'll see darling," Julie purred seductively. "Ooooohhhh, honey ...
that feels good ... right there!" She bumped her hips up a little as
Bob's middle finger teased beneath the silken little crotchband of her
panties into the narrow wet split of her cunt, tickling at her swollen
clitoris.

Bob turned a little of his attention to the disturbing presence of his
best friend's wife beneath him. He guessed he could fuck all night ...
the way he felt right now.

"Ever do it standing up?" Julie asked, with a thin, lewd smile on her
lips.

In the other bedroom, Gary reared up from his best friend's wife's wet
and glistening pussy. He looked down into her desire riddled features
with an expression of utter satisfaction.

"Oh Janet ... it is going to be good to fuck you," he moaned.

Kneeling up between Janet's open thighs, he watched her close, her eyes
tight again but noticed that she made another gesture toward getting
away.

"You liked to get your cunt sucked, don't you?" he asked ..." Well,
you're gonna like this, too."

Janet lay still, her belly heaving as though she were going to burst.
Oh God! She couldn't help but be excited by Gary's obscene words.

"You're a hot little piece of ass Janet, and don't you ever think any
different."

Trembling, half in fear and half in anticipation, Janet kept her thighs
open wide, as her husband's best friend levered up over her, letting
his hands rest on her shoulders. Then, he dropped one hand between
their bodies and gripping his hard throbbing cock between his fingers
pushed it slowly forward, letting the thick, rubbery head part the full
fleshiness of Janet's cuntal lips. The thin, vainly resisting little
hairlined opening parted slowly as with a shudder, Janet felt the entry
of Gary's lust-hardened cock. She shuddered as she felt its hardness
penetrating the soft, moistly slippery mouth of her defenselessly naked
pussy, and held her breath for a long moment.

Gary pushed, bearing down and up a little at the same time.

"Oooooooooooooh!" she cried, feeling the first pressure hard and thick
against the tight hair-lined mouth of her vagina.

"AAAAAAAaaaaagh!" The tip slipped completely through stretching the
rubberly yielding channel wide as it advanced, and Janet felt as though
she were being split in two by the girth of Gary's desire-thickened
penis.

Watching her beautifully young face contorted by shock and her
involuntarily rising lust made Gary suddenly go completely wild. He had
to fuck her and fuck her good ... He just couldn't wait a second
longer! He grunted heavily and fell forward, letting his weight smash
against her full firm breasts, pushing them tightly back against her
naked chest. Thrusting his hips forward simultaneously his giant cock
moved forward into her cunt, an irrepressible object battering
relentlessly against her softly giving vaginal walls.

The soft moist flesh of her tightly clenched pussy gave way like warm
melted butter before the battering ram of Gary's cock, retreating back
in helplessly rippling waves as with a loud groan, he smashed hard
against the trembling upturned cheeks of her buttocks, filling her so
completely that she cried out in a screaming agony of desire.

"OOOOOOOOH GIVE IT TO ME, GARY!!! GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEE!!!"

She was like one possessed now, all thoughts of the rights or wrong of
the situation were gone from her mind, all thoughts of her husband Bob
were completely erased. All that mattered to her now was the battering
cock in her hungry pussy, she wanted it, she really wanted cock for the
first time in her life ... she wanted his cock!

* * *

As Bob was ramming his enormous cock high into Julie's wide spread
pussy, while she stood, his knees slightly bent, leaning back against
the glass wall, he suddenly heard his own wife's voice. Julie had
turned on the sound switch that sent all the noises from the second
bedroom through to the master bedroom. Bob's eyes opened wide and over
Julie's shoulder, he could now see Janet's face very clearly. He hardly
recognized her, her face was a contorted mask of unadulterated lust,
and she moaned and whimpered, twisting her whitely naked young buttocks
in lewd abandon under Gary's obsessed ravishment of her cunt!

"Janet!" he cried, but Janet couldn't see or hear him in the other
room, she just kept right on grunting and groaning, egging Gary on with
each stroke of his cock, letting it bore far up into the hidden
recesses of her womb.

"OH, IT'S GOOD! IT'S GOOD, DO IT GOOOOOOOOOD, OH GARY!"

Bob could see now the sticky wet fluids from his wife's cunt flooding
hot and heavy around Gary's rampaging cock. He had never known she had
it in her, for Chrissakes! The dual shock of seeing his wife with
another man and that man being his best friend was having a strange
effect on him! A very erotic effect!

"You'll have to excuse me for a minute!" he said grimly to Julie,
letting his cock wetly slip from her insatiable pussy.

"Of course darling, I quite understand," Julie said sympathetically.

"Is there another door into the bedroom?"

"Right through here," Julie said pointing to a small handle in the end
of the mirror.

Bob turned the handle sharply, his cock waving lewdly before him,
bounding into the room.

"Roll over!" he screamed down at the two wildly fucking figures on the
bed. "Roll over!"

Janet was so lost in her passion that she barely knew there was now
someone else in the room with her and Gary. But Gary had been waiting
for just this moment and knew instinctively what Bob had in mind.
Without losing a single rhythmic stroke, he rolled over onto his back
pulling Janet's small frame on top and straddling his much larger bulk,
giving Bob clear access to Janet's recently indoctrinated anal opening,
as he continued fucking up into her hungrily clasping vagina.

Bob jumped on top of his wife's back, flattening her down onto his best
friend's hard chest, and letting his lust-hardened prick rest up
between the smooth, tightly clenching crevice between the two whitely
shimmering globes of her ass. He grunted with pleasure as Gary's
thrusts upwards into Janet's streaming cunt pushed her helplessly
trapped body up against him, forcing the length of his prick deeper
into the softly yielding crevice between her upturned buttocks.

Janet was aware of another presence now and she felt a mounting fear at
what was about to happen and yet still she couldn't relinquish the
pleasurable ecstatic joy of the hardened cock that belonged to her
husband's best friend fucking up into her heated vagina. She was awed
by Gary's strength as he entered her powerfully from below, each stroke
making her grunt out her breath into his mouth locked tightly to hers.
The moments passed and she tried to ignore the thought that anything
terrible was going to happen as the growing swell of desire overwhelmed
her. But a few seconds later, he, buttocks were being stretched wider
apart and she felt the hard pulsating tip of another male penis teasing
against the tiny puckered mouth of her rear passage. It was still
slightly stretched from its previous attack and without having to see
who it was, she knew that it was her husband Bob who had caught her
being fucked by his best friend!

"OOOOOOOOoooooh God! No! Don't let him hurt me! NNNNNOOOOOO!!" she
pleaded down into Gary's mouth, her lips still locked tightly to his
and her mind swelling with fear of what her husband might do in his
anger at having caught her committing this incestuous adultery.

But there was no respite and she felt the small, rubbery lips of her
tightly clenched anus being ceaselessly prodded at and suddenly pop
open and slip tightly over the smooth rubbery head of the cock of her
husband boring into her from behind.

"Oooooooollhhh God!" she grunted this time in greater fear as she felt
her buttocks contract helplessly in protest and by their very action
suck it involuntarily deeper up inside the futilely clenching walls of
her anal channel.

On the other side of the two way mirror, her excitedly watching friend
Julie groaned as she saw the unrelenting hardness of Bob's cock, still
wet from her own vaginal juices, pop suddenly through the tight,
restricting little ring of flesh. Her mouth hung open as she saw the
young, helplessly squirming Janet's roundly stretched anus slipping
over and clasping the tip of her husband's cock like a tightly
stretched rubber band. He grinned above her like an evil, avenging
devil and thrust his hips down hard, again sinking his prick halfway to
the hilt. Janet cried out in pain, the sound muffled by her lover's
mouth covering hers and flailed her legs out on either side of the two
men, filling both the wide split openings up between her legs.

Bob's thick, hard cock pushed into the moist naked split of her behind,
never pausing for a second on it's bellyward journey as it sought to
impress itself all the way up inside her tiny hairless anus.

Janet jerked forward in pain. The huge penis that churned deep in her
vagina seemed to meet the unwanted elongated shaft that ground
ceaselessly forward into her vainly clenching little rectum. Inside
somewhere, the two blunt edged rods of male flesh were rubbing almost
against each other, separated at the base by only the thin partition of
tight elastic flesh dividing her cunt and anal mouths. She groaned in
anguish, holding onto her lover's shoulders for dear life. She had
never in her life felt anything remotely resembling this incredible
dual ravishment. She was impaled brutally from both sides and there was
no escape from the excruciating torture. She could feel her husband's
hair circled loins pressing into her back as he strained forward,
hooking his cock ever forward and upward between her trembling white
buttocks and in front, the hairy base of Gary's cock spread her small
pink cuntal lips to their utmost width as his groin pressed
persistently against the wide open split of her vulva. Her clitoris
rubbed unmercifully against the curling pubic hair of Gary's groin
while giant waves of pain vibrated through every fiber of her being as
her husband's thick rubbery staff ground deeper and deeper into her
tiny puckered anus reaching the furthermost depths of her bowels with
its probing hardness.

Suddenly, she felt the three of them rolling over once more, this time
putting her husband, Bob, underneath her and once more, Gary lay on top
of her and still neither man lost a single stroke. Then, a few moments
later, both men fell into a single mutual rhythm, buffeting her between
them like a sack of soft resilient foam rubber. Janet was uttering a
single low whine which went on and on all the time they ground into her
but interrupted occasionally by a deep grunt from her chest as they
smacked into her body with harder and harder force.

Julie watched mesmerized, her eyes a few feet away from the incredible
spectacle where the two lust thickened cudgels skewered into Janet's
wide stretched loins like twin battering rams. Her excited lust-dimmed
eyes watched the moist long cocks wet from Janet's vaginal secretions
fucking into her. She could see the ragged pink edges of her cunt
drawing back with Gary's cock on the outstroke and disappearing back
inside as he rammed it home again deep into her belly. The same was
true with the tight clasping opening of her wide-stretched little
asshole as Bob screwed into it with a demonic fury.

And then, what seemed the impossible happened. Julie suddenly heard the
low whining moans of pain change, almost imperceptibly at first, and
then to a tone that left no room for doubt. It was a low whimper of
passionate pleading.

Janet was beginning to enjoy it!

It was a strange kind of masochistic joy, perhaps from the very
helplessness of her position or from the lewd, obscene thought of being
fucked half to death by two men at once like this ... one man her
husband and the other, her husband's best friend! But whatever it was,
she began to feel it. Her hips began to move backwards to meet the
upthrusts of Bob's cramming it into her rectum and then forward again
to swallow the whole of Gary's plunging cock into her suddenly hot
streaming pussy. Her entire body undulated between the two wildly
fucking men and her buttocks moved in tiny abandoned circles of
ecstatically rising desire.

With long smooth strokes, Bob plunged the full length of his penis in a
punishing rhythm of debauchery far into his chestnut-haired wife's
helplessly exposed rear opening, while between the two men, she jerked
and quivered as her ears resounded hotly to the lewd, grunting sounds
of pleasure emanating from her madly aroused ravishers.

"Oooooyyyyyessssss ...!!!" Gary began to chant out, bucking and
churning, his giant cock slipping and sliding, impaling her hot
clasping pussy with new determination. He grunted and groaned and Janet
knew that he was going to cum into her at any moment. Frantically, she
caught onto his hair, her hair flung back, mouth open and gaping, eyes
rolling back in their sockets. Her husband plowed jerkily into her
buttocks as suddenly Gary's prick began to spurt thick hot jets of cum
directly up into his wife's enraged cervix. Her chestnut curls bobbed
from side to side as she bucked and churned, obscene words of
encouragement spewing from her mouth.

"YYYYYESSSSSS!!! FILL MEEEEEEEE!!! CUUUUUMMMMMIN MEEEEEE! ...
YYYYESSSSS!!!"

Both men, overwhelmed by her response, squeezed and fingered at her
tender, sweat slickened body in the final convulsive states of their
ruthless fucking of her helpless body between them. Four hands grappled
with her trembling breasts then four hands pulled at her hotly
quivering buttocks. Her cockfilled pussy was kneaded thirstily from
behind with lewdly flicking fingers as Bob slipped his hands between
the drenched flesh of his wife and his still climaxing friend.
Powerfully he jogged forward one last time, feeling Janet's anal
passion-strengthened muscles contracting wildly around his cock.

"FUCK BACK! FUCK BACK! FUCK YOUR ASSHOLE BACK!" he panted into his
wife's ear as he released wave after wave of his hot steaming cum deep
into the burning channel of her bowels. His hairy balls smacked hard
against the underside of her soft nether cheeks with a last jerking
tremble, he pressed tight against her, feeling her rectum full to
almost bursting point with the molten fluids spurting from the swollen
bulb at the tip of his prick.

Janet was now riding the most ecstatic orgasm of her life. She bucked
and writhed and tossed between the two deeply impaled cocks until she
thought she would go out of her mind with pleasure. She had never
experienced such divine pleasure before, it was so good it was almost
painful. She was being drowned in an ocean of bliss and she wanted it
to go on forever and ever ... she never wanted this wild fucking to
stop. It had taken her years to know that fucking could be this good
and now she wanted as much as she could get ... as far as she was
concerned they could plunge their hot cocks into her all night long!

Chapter 8

Julie Spencer grinned lewdly to herself ... now they're ready for me,
she chuckled softly, moving through the secret passageway into the
second bedroom.

"You didn't think you were going to leave me out, did you?" she smiled
seductively to her lover and her husband as she approached the bed and
the satiated triangle strewn across it.

"OH NO ... OH MY GOD!" gasped Janet as she saw Julie's obscenely
grinning face.

"Julie baby, I was wondering when you would make your entrance. Want
one of your little treats, do you. Janet I hope you're ready for
Julie's specials, because they're the best around."

Bob was holding his wife now so that she couldn't escape. Janet was
puzzled, what was Gary talking about ... what was a special and what
did Julie have to do with it. Suddenly she felt Julie's hand on her
breast and she knew without a shadow of a doubt what they were
referring to.

"NO!" she shrieked, "NO, YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME!"

"Gary, I think Janet needs another little drink, she's scared of me,
she needs to relax a little," Julie crooned in her hypnotic voice.

Janet watched mesmerized as Julie got up, her naked buttocks jiggling
seductively and moved to pour Janet yet another martini. As soon as she
reached the bed again, she handed Janet her drink and started to
massage her breasts once again.

"What beautiful titties you have darling," she cooed.

Janet could hardly believe what was happening to her, how could this
woman be touching her this way and how could Bob and Gary allow it?

"Now lie back darling and relax," whispered Julie sexily and she began
to push Janet back onto the bed.

Janet was beside herself now, sobbing wildly, "No ... no ... no ..."
how could she allow a woman to touch her this way, how could she?

"You're perverted, leave me alone," she begged.

"Spread your legs honey," commanded Julie sternly now.

"Come on honey, spread 'em," Bob joined in, "just like you did for Gary
here."

"Come on Janet, don't hold out that lovely pussy, you've got a
beautiful pussy, Julie should have a little too."

Julie knelt between Janet's legs now and peered into the cleft opening
of Janet's soft, still sperm flooded cunt. It was still warm and pliant
from its recent fucking by the two penises of the men. Her own full
breasts hung down between the younger woman's thighs, and watching
them, Bob thought to himself ... God ... they were both made for
fucking! Seeing the two incredibly formed women together was truly
exciting and the two men sat close by with their drinks to watch.

Janet with a figure like some fantasy creature, perfect in every way.
Full firm breasts that jutted out above a slender torso and tiny waist.
Hips that someone must have dreamed up, and thighs and legs made for
wrapping around a man's back. She was magnificent! And Julie, whose
long blonde curls made a perfect contrast to Janet's short chestnut
curls, with her equally fabulous breasts and slender hips almost like a
boys.

They watched as Julie nimbly got to her knees in front of Janet and
then matter-of-factly parted the young wife's legs, revealing the
vulnerable young vaginal split that they had plundered so violently
just before. Their pricks jumped to attention once more as they watched
the look of mortification of Janet's face as Julie pried her legs even
further part after Janet made a last futile attempt to close them
again.

"Baby, I'm going to lick your little pussy so you'd better relax,"
ordered Julie.

"Yes, listen to the lady," commanded Bob.

Janet knew she was licked, she might as well relax. She was so ashamed
she didn't know what to do. She felt utterly naked and vulnerable and
tears streamed down her cheeks. She knew that Julie was staring right
into her wide open vagina and that Bob and Gary were watching
everything that happened.

Julie's fingers were really beginning to explore the still moist little
opening of Janet's still warm pussy now, making searing contact with
every little cranny of the sensitive organ. With an expert touch, her
thumb smoothed around Janet's clitoris while her fingers began to slip
teasingly into her vagina.

Janet knew that she was now among the lowest of the low. Yet she knew
she would endure it.

"Come on baby, relax," she heard Gary urge her.

"God, her cunt's tight," groaned Julie, looking at the two lewdly
grinning men. "How did you two ever get those huge pricks of yours
inside her?"

"Don't worry about us darling," Gary urged, "make sure she enjoys you."

"Don't worry, I will," smiled Julie salaciously.

Her nails scraped for an instant against the walls of Janet's vaginal
walls, tearing at the tender abused flesh and Janet bit her lips,
gasping at the sharp pain. Then Julie pushed herself up between Janet's
legs a little further and brushed her breasts against her tender inner
thighs by moving her body slowly from side to side. As she did so, she
began to massage the moistened crevice of Janet's pussy with both hands
now, gliding slowly up and down on her passion drenched loins.

"Ooooooooohhhhh ..." Janet moaned, no longer knowing exactly what was
happening to her. All she knew was the very sensation of what was being
done to her body. One last remnant of shame rose in her, then Julie
plunged two of her fingers teasingly into the wet opening of Janet's
slowly surrendering cunt. Even though she was already wet with climatic
juices from her previous ravishment, her inner muscles were still
tightly contracted so that with the first plunge of the invading
fingers, she cried out once more at the small sharp pain. But soon it
abated as Julie began an insistent in and out motion, causing small wet
sucking noises as she did so.

Her other hand went under Janet's buttocks and slowly manipulated their
lush white softness while her serpent like tongue found the gentle
indentation of Janet's navel and performed a sensuous circular dance
within its confines.

"MMMmmmmmm ..." Julie cooed out loud. "How nice you feel ... just right
for my hand ..." And with that, she added another finger to the now
slowly squirming chestnut-haired wife's hot pliant opening, plunging up
through the tightened ring of outer flesh to the softness of her
helplessly pulsating walls inside.

Janet arched her back at the pressure being forced within her. A
seeping pleasure began to unfold deep in her suddenly hotly quivering
belly. To her bewildered and tormented mind, it almost seemed to stem
from the very idea that she was being taken advantage of in this way
... being forced to be a party to this lewd performance. Once again the
thought of how she must look to someone watching ... and indeed, this
time there was someone watching ... the helpless girl, trapped beneath
this woman, nothing but an object for the delight of the only two men
in her life. She began to flex and unflex the inner muscles of her
thighs inadvertently increasing the mounting pleasure in her loins. She
was aware that her buttocks were being squeezed gently and it made her
begin to push her hips further down into the bed at each thrust of
Julie's hand.

"It's delicious, isn't it?" Julie whispered up to Janet now, low enough
so that the men wouldn't hear.

Janet let out a low helpless moan ... It was all getting to be too much
for her. She could barely control herself. She could feel the two men's
eyes on her, and she didn't know which was more horrible ... her lover
or her husband. They were all looking at every single detail of her
shame ... her shameless undulating was being carefully watched! Then
all of a sudden, without any warning, she was no longer a wife and
mistress to the lewdly bulging eyes watching ... she was only an animal
lusting after the satiation of her needs! Delightful spasms began to
rack her body as she bucked and turned beneath Julie's steady fondling.
Her hand seemed to have become an integral part of her insides by now,
so closely did it mold to the streaming contours of her aching pussy.
Her long legs began to scissor back and forth to the motion of her
rotating hip. Julie's tongue on her belly was almost driving her mad.
It was all so good!

She could feel her desire mounting second by second as the hotly
teasing fingering of her wetly contracting cunt continued. The two men
were now standing beside the low couch, fascinated by the unbelievable
extent of Janet's arousal.

"Good god ... to think that that's my wife!!" Bob groaned.

"Yeah, and she's being fingered by my wife," moaned Gary.

Janet could hear them talking, but the words only served to increase
her frenzy. Tiny gushing floods of excited moisture seeped from between
her open legs and suddenly Julie's tongue was moving along her stomach
... down, down further to the unbearable tense little pointed clitoris
that stuck out from the damp matted curls of her aroused pussy. It
seemed almost to be begging to be touched.

Julie clamped her wetly sensual lips around it and began to suck softly
on it as her hand worked its way salaciously in and out, around and up
in the flaming hot passage up between the helplessly squirming woman's
thighs.

With a low growl, Janet signaled that she was only conscious of her own
needs now ... her head tossed wildly from side to side, her hands went
down to Julie's blonde curly hair and held it, as she continued to lap
and suck at her steadily flowing juices. Tantalizingly, Julie found the
opening between Janet's buttocks with her other hand and slowly worked
her finger into the tightness of the tiny puckered rectum, so recently
plundered by Janet's husband. Ignoring the young woman's muffled squeal
of discomfort, she wormed it in as far as it would go ... and this
added a unique and unexpected heightening to the already unbearable
passion coursing through Janet's body.

Julie lifted her head from its position at the burning center of her
lover's wife's thighs and pulled herself up so that her face was now
level with Janet's ecstatically quivering breasts. Still working her
agile fingers in the two straining orifices, she managed to bend over
so that she could mouth her squirming young victim's nipple tipped
breasts.

Janet felt as though she had been missing something all her life. The
growing sensual delight in her pussy told her that from now on she
would seek out this blissful joy ... no matter whether from a man or a
woman ... she had to have this exquisite feeling! Tiny sparks were
leaping from her attacked nipples as Julie kneaded and sucked at them
with her tongue. She began to relish every stroke, every touch,
becoming a bundle of craving desires. The smoothness of a woman's skin
all over her ... it was almost like making love in the water, compared
to a man's skin. She knew that soon she would reach the breaking point.
She felt like a giant time bomb was set to explode up inside her
helplessly trembling belly. The sound of her own screaming reached her
as if from a great distance, and she was vaguely aware of her flailing
arms and legs. Yes, the explosion was about to happen ... her rolling,
tossing, naked body arched and contracted beneath Julie's expert
fingers and tongue.

All feelings of shame were completely gone, only the glorious moment of
orgasm that went on and on, overwhelming her with its intensity, making
her behave like a gluttonous slut, begging and sighing and moaning out
her pleasure wildly, shamelessly.

"Aarrgghhh oooHHHggy YESSsYESS!"

It seemed to go on for so long that the startled onlookers could hardly
believe their eyes. Julie panted and held on to her convulsing victim
for dear life while Bob and Gary stood close by, holding onto their
rigid cocks.

"OOOooohhh ... AAAaaahhh! I'm cumming ... CUMMING!!" she moaned as
relief and joy spread from her besieged pussy to every point of her
body down to her curling pointed toes. As the sounds of her delight
gradually dwindled to several low whimpers, Bob stepped forward quickly
and separated the two nakedly perspiring women. His mouth was
completely dry, and he was totally overcome with emotion by the sight
he had just witnessed. Janet had relaxed alright ... too much! He was
suddenly consumed by a burning jealousy that was stronger than anything
he had ever felt when he had watched Janet with Gary. What she needed,
he decided, was another test of a man's cock ... and he was the one it
was going to be!!

Julie staggered into her husband's arms now, "God, what a hot little
cunt," she panted.

Gary smiled lewdly as his wife fell into his arms, and pulling her down
to the softly carpeted floor he whispered into her ear, "but watch this
honey," he said, placing his hands between her trembling thighs.

They both looked up to see Bob shoving his again hardened cock into his
swooning wife's wet and pulsating cunt that was still visibly trembling
from the waves of her recent orgasms.

"Oh baby, what a fuck you are now!" Bob cried out as he felt his stiff
penis slipping into his wife's tight warm sheath. He slammed into her
so hard that he lifted her entire bottom half off the bed. Blow after
blow, he fucked into the ecstatically wailing young woman, letting his
balls smack loudly against the whiteness of her smoothly upturned ass
cheeks.

"AAAaahggh!" Janet screamed as battered pussy once more was subjected
to a tortuous beating.

"Now ... you're going to have to work harder for me this time than you
did for Julie, honey!!" he cried, his face a mask of fury. He began to
fuck into her with brutal strokes, not caring that he was hurting her
as she groaned and twisted beneath his flailing body. Again and again,
she pleaded with him, but he reached out to the side and pushing his
hands beneath her buttocks, lifted her up and bent her backward so that
she was almost doubled over, her knees hitting the couch seat up over
her shoulders. His driving loins smacked hard against her, resounding
through the room.

"BOB BOB ...!!" she cried, helplessly, but nothing would stop him, and
she found herself letting loose a steady stream of invective against
him. There was no more pain left in her body she had thought after the
awful anal punishment he had made her suffer.

"OH DARLING!! OH DARLING!!" Janet wailed. She felt like he was
obliterating her, smashing her to smithereens ... and she could think
of nothing better than to be utterly destroyed in this magnificent
manner. Bob felt the tremendous difference in his wife's response and
with a groan, he began to call her name. THIS WAS THE WAY HE HAD WANTED
TO FUCK HER EVER SINCE HE'D KNOWN HER! With every stroke, she responded
with a push of her own, until they were fucking so rhythmically and
beautifully, that Bob thought they could go on forever!

She was so beautiful, he could hardly believe that she was his wife and
as Janet opened her eyes she looked upon her husband in a new and
entirely different way. "Yes Bob, I really do love you," she chanted
over and over again.

"ME TOO, BABY," groaned Bob, feeling her inner vaginal muscles
contracting so hard around his wildly pistoning cock, that he thought
it would burst of happiness. "This is more like it, honey ... isn't
it?" he cried, and then in silence they concentrated on assuaging their
mutual lusts, each one determined to give the other his utmost
attention.

There was silence in the room now, the only sounds being that of
ecstasy. Gary and Julie rolled and writhed and bucked and fucked wildly
into each other and Bob and Janet took pleasure with each other until
they were all four of them satiated. Initiated at last into the true
pleasures of fucking, Janet knew that she had at long last found
herself as a woman ... never again would she be uptight and angry with
her husband, even if he didn't make a lot of money, he was her man.

Suddenly the door opened and to everyone's mutual surprise, Bridget the
maid walked in.

"I thought you would like a little something to eat mum," she smiled
shyly at Julie.

Julie Spencer was quite taken aback, Bridget seemed totally nonplussed
by the situation, in fact she seemed to be happy to be in the room.

The four sex-ridden people watched in silent wonder as the maid moved
over to the little table at the side of the bed and placed down the
tray. It was at that moment that they all realized that Bridget wasn't
wearing her usual maid's dress, she was wearing a much shorter dress
and as she bent over to place the tray on the table they saw the white
expanse of her buttocks. BRIDGET WASN'T WEARING ANY PANTIES!

All four of them gasped at once and then Gary's hand swept underneath
Bridget's dress and began to fondle her buttocks wildly. All eyes were
on Bridget as Gary continued his lewd ministrations and the maid began
to tremble violently suddenly as his fingers suddenly plunged up into
her open moist, waiting pussy.

Janet heard Julie suck in her breath and watched with bated breath as
Gary slowly pulled up Bridget's dress. Now she was fully exposed to the
party, her thighs and naked legs shimmering in the dim light.

"My God! Bridget, you're beautiful," Julie Spencer gasped. And then
Gary pulled Bridget's dress all the way over her head until she was
standing stark naked in front of them. Her jet black curls were
suddenly unleashed from the prim bun and they all realized that Bridget
the Maid was a stunning beauty.

"Why don't you lie down Bridget, you'll feel better," Gary said
solicitously.

Bridget moved easily over to the bed now and lying back allowed her jet
curls to cascade over the pillows.

Janet watched fascinated as Gary's hands began lewd seductive motions
over Bridget's voluptuous form, lying so helplessly on the bed, just as
she had been earlier. "Open your gorgeous thighs Bridget," he urged and
as she did so Janet noticed that Gary's hardened penis was waving
wildly in the air.

Bridget spread her thighs wider and Janet heard Julie chuckle to
herself, "I can't wait to suck this little pussy myself."

"Everyone gets to fuck Bridget, that is if that's what Bridget wants."

"OH YES, PLEASE!" cooed Bridget seductively, "that's exactly what I
want."

"Good, but me first," groaned Gary, "I can't wait," he crooned lewdly,
reaching forward to run his middle finger up the tightly closed vaginal
slit, parting the softly curling hairs of the maid's cunt and making
smooth teasing contact with the slowly moistened flesh beneath. He
hooked his middle finger slightly up into her tight little vaginal
opening and Bridget shivered and cried out in a mixture of agony and
pleasure.

Janet could feel a rising lust in the pit of her belly as she kept her
eyes glued to the lewd sight. Behind her she could feel her husband's
hands on her naked buttocks again and she felt her inner thighs moist
with desire. She was more than ready and reaching over she grasped her
husband's hot, rigid cock and pulled forward on it until he was right
up against her buttocks from behind. Bob turned his wife on her stomach
and straddling her, inserted his quivering rod of flesh once again
between the little ridges of tender flesh of her pussy sticking his
cock downward just beneath her ass cheeks. This way, lying on her
stomach, Janet could see what Gary was doing to the maid. She wriggled
a little so that Bob's cock pressured forward slowly and by opening her
legs slightly, allowed it to slither slowly up into her excitedly
moistening pussy, sliding all the way up with one smooth stroke into
her waiting womb.

"MMMMMMmmm!" she moaned as she felt the thick rubber head graze
teasingly back against her cervix.

She looked across at Julie now, the beautiful woman was slowly and
tenderly caressing Bridget's body also and Bridget was caressing
Julie's pussy as Julie's husband began to tongue in and out of her
wildly quivering cunt. Suddenly Janet realized that everyone was going
to get satisfaction this time, everyone at once.

"FUCK ME HONEY, FUCK ME," she screamed out to her husband, "LET
EVERYONEFUCKEVERYONE."

"I'll second that," moaned Julie as her own body began to vibrate
deliciously with the salaciously thrusting of Bridget's fingers into
her warmly moist cuntal opening. "And welcome Bridget to our little
club."

"I'll say," murmured Gary, lifting his mouth for one brief moment from
Bridget's squirming pussy. "Bridget is the best maid yet."

And then there was silence, no more words were heard, only the wild
moans and cries of sexual abandonment as the orgiastic coupling on the
bed rocked and writhed its way to ecstasy. First one exploded and then
the other and then the other and finally they were all coupled again,
only with different partners.

"Here we go again," Janet grinned lewdly. "Oh Bob honey, I love
fucking, I really love fucking."

"You can say that again," they all echoed. "FUCKING IS FUN!"

The End