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The following story has been pieced together from various correspondence and diaries of the principals as well as interviews with some (but not all) of these persons. Some license has been taken in order that some events can be presented in story form but these events are, nonetheless, totally consistent with, and based on, the documented material, e.g., diaries, letters and interviews with the participants.
The following meanings for the words in the title make it an appropriate description of the story content:
Nurture: Train, care for, cultivate;
Nubile: Pubescent, adolescent, ripe;
Novice: Trainee, beginner, debutant.
The behaviour of the young man who is central to this tale was, by today's standards, reprehensible. Even during Victorian times his actions would have been cause for disapprobation but such actions as he perpetrated were usually, conveniently, unseen.
Corporal punishment is out of fashion but it plays a significant role in this tale. Bill, the young man, discovered that administering it in the form of spanking a girl's bottom was an exciting experience. He was fortunate that he recipients of his stinging but not bruising slaps became not only submissive but they too seemed to be aroused by the skillful blending of spanks and caresses. Many girls would have been merely frightened or angered but certainly not have been turned on.
Sue, the barely pubescent sub-teen with whom Bill began his lewd, incestuous
dalliance, was precocious in both physical and libidinous development. Her
sister, Janine, although more than a year older and just into her teens, had
also felt the same stirrings of her juvenile libido as her sibling but she had
become the intimate partner of a seventeen-year-old girl who had taught her the
joys of
It is almost certain that Sue would have allowed someone to explore her shapely, young body and seduce her before she reached her teens. Janine, however, would likely have retained her virginity for several more years for she was already quenching her carnal desires through alternative sex with her older female friend.
Eileen, Janine's friend was not a virgin by the time our lusty protagonist conquered her but Tanya, the twenty five year old teacher who thought she was taking advantage of Sue's tractability, was. At least she was until our salacious college student relieved her of that precious possession. And along the way, as well, the amoral young man committed the most incestuous act of this tale when he serviced his buxom, divorced aunt, the mother of his two, erstwhile virgin cousins.
Dear Diary - Mom says I'm old enough now to have a baby. She says that what happened last week means that I'm making eggs and all I need is a man's sperm to mix with my eggs and I will be pregnant. She splained how that happens too. I don't think I'm gonna like that when I get married but Mom sez I'll change my mind. She sez I gotta watch out coz there's lotsa guys are gonna try and get me to do it and I hafta be careful coz, if I let them touch me, I might wanta do it too. I think she's wrong bout that. I like boys but I'd never let one put his thing inside me, speshly if he could knock me up.
Dearest Janine,
It's awful here at camp. I wish I could be back there with you. Or else have you here to be in bed with me. (If you can dignify a sleeping bag on the ground by calling it bed?)
Most of the girls are younger than me but there's nobody like you. I get in my sleeping bag every night and pretend that you're in there with me. Do you miss me? I wish we'd started making out a long time ago. I kept seeing how you were growing but I wasn't sure if you'd like what we did. You do, don't you?
Your loving, best friend,
Eileen.
Dear Diary - My bubs are getting bigger every day. I hope I get real big ones like Jan has. I probly won't coz I'm not fat like she is. Anyway, mine are too big now for my hands to cover them and I aint twelve yet so they likely will be pretty big. The older boys are looking at them so I know what they're thinking. Mom sez I gotta be careful coz I'm pretty and guys will try to get me to let them do what makes babies.
Dear Eileen,
I wish Mom had let me go to camp with you but she says we can't afford it now that she and Dad have split. I'm awful lonesome for you. I hope you don't find someone else to be your friend while you're away? Promise you won't.
Mom says that our cousin is going to spend the summer here and help out around the farm. He's nineteen and at college. I haven't seen him since I was real little and I don't remember him at all.
Now I have to go do the dishes. I miss you.
Love,
Jan.
Dear Diary - I learned something new yesterday. Nancy, she's most as old as Jan, told me bout how to play with myself. I didn't believe her but last night in bed, I tried it. Boy! Is it ever good! The first time it scared me but then I tried it again. I got all wet and slippery and then I got a funny, hot feeling in my belly. It left me all weak and squishy but it was fab. I'm going to stop writing now and try again tonight.
Dear Partner;
I've met a nice guy here. He's one of the counselors and he's almost twenty. He's not very big but he's friendly and not at all like those guys I told you about. He doesn't try to grab me or anything. He just likes to talk to me about philosophy and stuff. Maybe he'll help me get through the summer without you. I'll have someone to talk to, even if I have to be in bed without you.
Love,
Eileen
My Darling Eileen,
I miss you more than I've ever missed anyone, even Dad since he left us. And I love what we do together. I do what you showed me but it isn't the same.
Anyway, I'm glad school is over. The guys were awful, the way they kept bumping into me and pretending it was an accident when they grabbed at my bubs. I wish they weren't so big and I wish they were hard, like yours. I don't think the guys realize how big you are up there because you don't shake and jiggle like me. I gotta go now.
Love,
Janine.
Dear Diary - My cousin Bill is a hunk! He's real big and tall and he's good
looking. I can tell he thinks I'm just a little kid. I bet he'd be sprised if he knew what I do in bed at night. I heard him
tell Mom that he has a steady girlfriend at college. I wonder if she lets him
do it to her?
My cousin thinks I'm just a kid but he dont think
that about Jan. He keeps peeking at her bubs but he tries to make like he ain't
really doing it. But the way they bounce when she walks, he can't help but
notice them. I'm gonna let him get a look at mine and see if he still thinks
I'm a little kid. My nipples get real big sometimes, speshly
when I'm doing what
My Darling Bill;
The summer will never end. It's only June and already I'm aching for you. You unleashed a monster, you know, when you... well, you know what I mean. I just wish you'd given up Val for me at the beginning of the year. I feel like I have a great, empty cavity down there and, after what you've done to me, I guess it is a lot bigger than before. But I want you to be with me and to fill me again. I'm using my fingers and getting hotter than ever. When can you come visit me?
Your loving slave-girl,
Cathy.
Janine Dearest;
I have a confession to make. It's about me and Jim... that's the camp counselor I told you about in my last letter. But, remember darling, it doesn't change the way I feel about you.
Jim is a nice, very sensitive guy and last week after all of the others were in bed we sneaked out together. He took me to a place where we could watch the lake and the moon while we sat there.
Anyway, Jan, he asked me to help him, and I did. I held it and sort of stroked it. (You know what I mean by "it".) And I let him feel me, too. It wasn't as good as with you, but I guess I helped him. I'll tell you more when I get home, but when it happened for him, he shot out a lot of gooey, white stuff. That's what they taught us about, I guess. That was his sperm but it was safe enough the way we did it.
Your ever-loving friend,
Eileen.
Dear Diary - He knows now that I'm not just a little kid. It even surprised
me when I got that sweater on. I'm getting real big and the sweater, without a
bra under it, made me look almost naked. I think I may get to be as big as Jan,
even if I'm not fat like her. He couldn't keep his eyes off my bubs and the
nipples got hard, too, like I spected they would and
they stuck right out through the sweater. Now maybe he'll treat me more like a
grown up. I know now that I'm not too young coz
Eileen Darling;
My cousin is a beast! He's real big and tall and he thinks he's God's gift to women. I can tell. And he keeps looking at me like I was... You know... he keeps peeking at my breasts and up my skirt. It's like he wasn't a relative at all, more like he was one of the older guys in school. I wish you were here with me.
Missing you,
Jan.
My Darling Stud;
You said I could say whatever I want in these letters so I will, even though I may shock you.
Two months ago I was an innocent, naive virgin. And you've taken all my virginities. But I want your cock... your huge cock... in me. In my cunt, my mouth and even my asshole. And I never said those words until you made me do it. So there! You asked for it.
Did you ever guess, that first night, that you could dominate me like you have? I didn't. I thought I would be able to control you just like I have all of my boyfriends. When you spanked me, I couldn't believe it. I was so angry and embarrassed. Now I know, though. You've taught me what I'm really like. I want to bow down before you and be your slave. I am your slave. And I want you to fuck me. There! Now come visit me and we'll find a place where you can do me however you want.
Your horny servant,
Cathy.
My Best Friend Jan;
I should wait until I get your letter after you read what I said about me and Jim in my last one but I have to share this with someone, and my best friend is the one to share it with.
I told you how I helped him. Well, he got me to help him two more times after that but, last night, he said it wasn't enough. There's this girl about your age, Jan, and she's about your size, too. He said she'd told him she was going to come to his cabin... counselors get to live all alone in little cabins... that night. And he didn't think he'd be able to resist the temptation.
Anyway, we talked about it a long time, until almost midnight, and he asked me to come to his cabin so, if she showed up, I'd be there to protect him. He said that, if I was in bed with him, the girl would know there was someone else and she'd stop pestering him.
I did like he asked. His bed is a narrow cot but at least it's better than a sleeping bag on the ground like I have. We could hear noises from the cabin next to his... they're real close together... and he said it was the other male counselor with Mrs. Jackson. She's the camp matron. He says they do it every night and it gets him all worked up. It was awful! I could hear her plain as anything. She was talking real dirty. (When I get home and we're doing it, I'll tell you what she said.)
Well, Jan, at first we just did what we'd done the other times, except he wouldn't let me make it happen for him. He got my shorts and blouse off but we were under the blankets so it seemed OK. He doesn't touch me as nice as you do, Jan, but I got real excited, especially hearing what Mrs. Jackson was saying. Anyway, after a while, he asked to do it between my legs and I let him get on top of me. You can probably guess what happened.
It hurt, at first, but then it didn't hurt at all. I'm kind of worried because I felt him shoot his stuff inside me and you know what that could do. So I'm not a virgin any more but that shouldn't matter between us. And it wasn't even close to the way you make me feel. He left me all frustrated. I want to get home and do it with you. (By the way, the other girl never did show up. I wonder if there really was one?)
Your loving Eileen.
Dear Diary - My cousin has a girlfriend. She's a real slut, too. I found two
letters she wrote to him. She lets him do it to her. Even in her mouth and, ughh, in her bottom. Mom didn't tell me bout those ways but
Dear Eileen;
I'm not going to write you again. I think you're awful. How could you? With a guy? To touch his thing? Oh God!
Goodbye forever,
Janine.
Their cousin, Bill, was an unprincipled, amoral young man. He had learned, when much younger, that his extraordinary equipment tended to intimidate (or attract women, depending on their experience) and he had used that edge to his advantage. He learned, also, that some women could be subdued by spanking and he had also used that as a means of conquering them. Eighteen-year-old Cathy, a practiced cock-tease, had been his most recent conquest.
At first the young man had no particular thoughts about his adolescent cousins. Janine was buxom and precociously well developed but she was a relative and, therefore, out of bounds. And Sue was only eleven so, even if family relationship hadn't prohibited it, she was too young to consider. At least, that was the way it was at first.
Three weeks after his arrival, the college student was feeling the effects of his enforced celibacy. He found that he was even looking speculatively at his aunt, his father's sister, wondering how she was making out for sex since her husband had left her and he was attracted to her lush, mature figure. Janine, only barely thirteen, was another appealing distraction with her very large, plump breasts and ass and her pretty face. But Sue was just too young to be the object of such lewd thoughts. Until she wore the tight sweater. And until she read his letters from Cathy. Then things changed.
Hiya Studman;
That was some letter you wrote me. You'd better stay away from those "nubile nymphets", as you call them. Especially the underage one. It sounds like she's asking for it. (I think they're both underage, actually, but the thirteen year old is big enough, I guess.) If you can't stand it, then get your butt over here. Do I ever have something for you, all warmed up and ready. Right this moment I have a finger in somewhere that you'd like to be, but not with a finger. There's a little, hard bud that my finger slips around and it's giving me the most delicious feelings but you have something that would give me much better feelings. I want to be fucked. By your big, hard cock. My little cunt (at least it was little until a couple of months ago) is hungry for you. Come fuck me, baby, and don't even try to fuck those young ones.
Your horny slave,
Cathy.
Dear Diary - I don't know what Bill told Cathy about me but I guess he's
noticed me, for sure. I wonder how big he is?
My Darling Janine;
I'm sorry. I'm heartbroken. I didn't think you'd be so upset by what I did with Jim. It doesn't mean anything to me. He doesn't either. Please write me again. You're the one who really counts.
Heartbroken,
Eileen
Thirteen-year-old Janine was his target. He decided, cousin or not the ripe, young teenager would be a pleasant diversion and, at her age, she'd be naive enough that he could likely seduce her quite easily, if he could get her alone. But it didn't work out that way. First, she wasn't exactly easy and, especially, she wasn't first.
Sue thought her cousin was in the north field, about a mile from the house, and her mother and Jan had gone shopping for the afternoon. The curious youngster went to Bill's room and to the place where he hid Cathy's letters. Then, the small packet of letters in her hand, she went outside to the shed and up into the loft where, while she read the girl's lewd missives, she lay on her back in the hay, her panties off and her skirt up around her waist, and played with her plump, hairless little pussy.
Her cousin, however, had arrived back just as Sue was entering the shed. He went into the house, wondering what the youngster was up to, and showered. He had decided that he could not stand his forced celibacy any longer and he was going to hitchhike to Cathy's home, about ninety miles away. After he showered he decided to have one more read of his girlfriend's salacious letters and that's when he discovered that they were missing. Then he recalled that Sue had been carrying something in her hand when he saw her enter the shed and he realized what it likely was. Donning shorts and a T-shirt, he went out to the shed.
The shed was formerly a small barn but the only remnant of that use was the loft, which still had some old, very dry hay, and the wooden stanchions where the cows had been held for milking. Some obsolete farm machinery filled most of the space on the earthen floor and, as he looked around, it was obvious that the only place the girl could have gone was up into the loft.
The ladder creaked slightly when he mounted it but, stealthily, he climbed higher until he could look around the hay-filled area. It was now a dark, cloudy day and, even as he stood there on the ladder peering about the loft, he heard the first patter of rain on the roof and saw where, in some places, it was leaking through. He made a mental note to repair the roof before summer was over and then he heard a faint cry.
The girl should have realized that her cousin would return due to the threat of rain but, at that moment, she was thinking of nothing other than the pleasure she was feeling from her nimble and increasingly skillful fingers. She reached a climax, her second one since she got there, as she read Cathy's latest letter and the cry that Bill heard was the youngster's childish gasp of completion.
Bill climbed higher and searched in the direction of the sound. The rain was falling heavier now and he did not have to be as quiet for the patter of little drops had become the roar of a cloudburst. And then as he crawled across the hay toward where he had heard the cry, he spotted his young cousin.
Sue had unbuttoned her blouse and now, as her belly palpitated in the
aftermath of her juvenile orgasm, she was playing with her nipples, noticing
for the first time that, after her climax, they got smaller and softer. Her
nimble fingers, however, quickly made them hard and erect again and, tilting
her small but shapely hips, she began again to massage the wet softness of her
throbbing vulva. Cathy, in her letters, said that Bill was big, his cock was
big, and he'd made her bigger down there. She probed the sensitive, little
orifice with her finger, feeling the blockage that prevented her from getting
her finger all the way inside. She had a strange desire to put her finger in
deeper but, as she pushed, she felt a mildly painful ache so she hesitated.
Could she force her finger in?
The young man's eyes clouded over with lust when he saw his shapely, underage cousin's nearly naked, pubescent body sprawled, legs spread open, on the hay. She was looking away from him and he was able to get within a foot of her head, the rustling of the hay drowned out by the hammering of the rain in the roof. She was too young. He knew that. Her face was flushed with excitement, and pretty, but she was still a child. Except that her full, young breasts were not those of a child. And the curve of her slender hips was not childish either. She wasn't very big, not at all like her older sister, but she looked big enough with her nipples sticking out and her thighs open as if to welcome a fantasy lover. In the dim light he could see the narrow slit that bisected her smooth- skinned vulva and, as he watched lustfully, he saw her fingers slide between the plump, labial fleshrolls and begin to massage the sensitive cleft. He coughed.
"Whah? Huh? Oh no!" The girl cried out in surprise and was galvanized into action, rolling quickly over on her belly to hide her nudity. "Bill? Oh no, Bill? This isn't fair. Go 'way. Leave me alone."
He picked up one of his letters that was lying on the hay beside the frightened girl. "What's this, Sue? Have you been reading my mail?"
"Nuh... Nuh... nooo," she whimpered, realizing how stupid her answer was but unable to think of a credible excuse for them being there.
"Don't lie to me, Sue!" He surveyed her bare bottom, two firm, round melons that shelved out appealingly from her narrow waist and, with a sudden, lewd inspiration, he pinned the ripening youngster down with a hand on the small of her back. Then, with fierce, open-handed slaps he began to spank her delightful, young bottom.
SLAP! SLLAAPP! SMAACCKK! THWACK! The sharp sound of his hand striking the firm, pliant flesh of the girl's buttocks resounded in the loft. SLLAAPP! SMMAACCKK! SSMMAAACCKK!
"No... Oowww... oouuch... oowwwcchhh... hoohhh nooo...", Sue cried and she tried, futilely to twist away from his punishing blows. "Nooo... I'm sorry... oowwwoowww... ouch... I'll be good... oouucchh..."
Bill paused then and, still holding her down, he gently caressed the hot, pink skin of the youngster's burning bum. His gentle touch relieved the pain but, at the same time, it seemed to drive the heat deeper, a not unpleasant and perversely exciting sensation building in the juvenile's belly.
"Now show me what you were doing, little cousin," he said in a deep, soft voice. "Roll over so I can see exactly what you were doing." He removed his hand from her back and she turned her head to look up at him.
"B... buh... buh... but," she stammered and made no move to follow his directions.
SLAP! SLLAAPP!! SMMAACCKK!!
"Yeh... ouch... yeh... yesss... I'll do it... don't spank me!" the cute adolescent exclaimed fearfully and she rolled obediently over onto her back.
"Now, show me what you were doing, Sue... I mean, apart from reading my letters." Her legs were closed and this accentuated the ripe curves of her slender, young body and her horny cousin envisioned how she would look with her thighs spread and her sweet, little pussy plugged by his thickly throbbing tool.
"I... I... I..." Sue started out haltingly, "I was... you know?"
"Show me, Sue. Sure, I know but I want to watch you do it."
The young girl squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment and shame and her hands moved slowly down over her naked, white belly to the juncture of her tightly closed thighs.
Impatient and overcome by his desire to touch the pretty girl's ripe, young body, the college student said huskily, "No... I'll do it... I know what you were doing and I'll do it for you." His hand closed over one of her budding, upthrust breasts and he saw the youngster flinch when he touched her but, afraid of being spanked again, she made no move to escape from the man's intimate caress.
The shock of being discovered had squelched Sue's libidinous thoughts but, as soon as his hand pressed on her breast, the nipple popped to erection against his palm and, as his other hand moved down over her naked body, she felt an unwilled resurgence of heat in her juvenile loins.
Bill squeezed one full, round breast, its springy flesh filling his hand, molding pliantly to his palm. The girl looked up at him fearfully and, when his other hand reached the juncture of her strong, young thighs, her lower lip quivered and tears welled up in her eyes.
"D.d.don't... don't touch me there," she whimpered as she felt him insinuate his finger into the narrow crevice that peeked between her closely pressed thighs.
"Just relax, Sue. I didn't realize how grown up you were," and he stroked and caressed her firm, velvety thighs and hips while he continued to squeeze and gently maul her budding, pubescent tit-flesh.
The unfledged youngster lay flat on her back, her belly churning with fright and apprehension as her older cousin played on her timidly compliant body. He stroked her long thighs; his fingers trailing along the valley between her tightly closed legs, from her knees to the fleshy protuberance of her mons, then down again to her knees. Slowly, the innocent, young creature relaxed, her shapely limbs gradually yielding to the gentle, insistent pressure as he urged them apart. What was he going to do? He pressed the tips of his fingers on the yielding fleshiness of her plumply bulging mons, perversely aroused by the absence of even the fuzz that would precede her eventual cushion of hair there, its smooth hairlessness emphasizing her youth and contrasting with her precociously developed breasts. The youngster's breath caught in her throat when his fingers brushed lightly over her sensitive, young labia and her legs closed instinctively, trapping his hand between them.
"Does that feel good, Sue? Do you like it as much as when you touch yourself there?"
"Uh huh?" she replied in a weak, nervous voice, "Uh huh? Sort of? But?" and she whimpered timidly. The
sensations were much more intense than when her own hand played there but she
was afraid to admit it, afraid that he'd try to go even further. She remembered
what she'd just read, about his big cock and how the girl that wrote to him
wanted it inside. And he must have told her about Jan and herself and even
written about wanting to do it with them.
The unprincipled college student was fighting a losing battle with his conscience. His cousin was only eleven but, although she had a childish face, she was very pretty, and her breasts were anything but childish. He had already seen and heard her masturbate to orgasm so she was old enough to enjoy sex. Maybe she'd already had it? Probably she had. He was sure that the boys had noticed her and he remembered when he, himself, had been in high school and had gone after girls no older than Sue, sometimes with complete success.
"Relax, Sue. Mmmmm... Your little pussy is so wet... open your legs again... let me play with it like you were doing when I caught you."
"But? But? Bill? I'm scairt..."
"I'm not going to hurt you, Sue. I'm going to make you feel good." and as he spoke, her legs opened slightly and he was able to play with the slippery, plump lips of her cunt and press on the hard little bump of her clitoris. Skillfully he played on the unwary juvenile's ripening body, arousing an intense, if unschooled desire within her and her legs and hips gradually loosened and relaxed, her flowering, sub-teen sensuality overcoming her natural apprehension.
"Did Cathy's letters make you curious, my dear? Have you ever done any of the things she likes so much?"
"No... Yes... I mean... oohhh Bill? I know I done wrong to read your letters but? You're not gonna... like? You know? Yer not gonna make me do it, are yuh? I never done it."
"You mean, am I going to fuck you? Is that what you're asking me, Sue?" He rubbed her hard, slippery little clit faster as he spoke.
"Huh? Uh? Yeh... yes... Yer not gonna do that, are yuh?" She knew it was dangerous but she opened her legs wider and tilted her hips, pushing up against his hand as she felt the approach of a climax.
"Wouldn't you like that, Sue? Wouldn't you like to be fucked? It's better than this, you know.", and he eased off the pressure, not wanting the excited youngster to cum just yet.
"Aannhhh? But? Aannhhh?" the shapely, young nymph whined and she arched up and writhed against his teasing finger, seeking release and she grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand hard to her wet, little twat.
"Oh no, Sue. That's not the way. Hasn't anyone fucked you yet?" As he asked the crudely direct question he gently dug a finger into the tight mouth of her young vagina and she gasped at the sensation but, at the same time, the dewy eyed youngster was overwhelmed by her fear.
"But? But? I'm too little? I'm not old enough," the girl protested timidly, her fear tempered by the growing heat in her belly as her cousin continued to play on her juvenile senses.
"You're almost as big as Cathy, my dear. And you're old enough, too. Haven't any of your friends done it yet?"
"Uh? Yeh... yes... I g.guess so? But?" Sue knew she should be able to make him stop but her young mind was muddled by the delicious sensations his skillful fingers were producing in her belly. "No! Oh no, Bill! You can't!", the dewy youngster protested when her big, older cousin rolled on top of her, crushing her slender, defenseless body deeper into the hay.
Pushing down his shorts to release his painfully throbbing organ, Bill easily kneed the girl's loosely compliant legs wider apart and, his chest resting on her firm, young breast mounds, he guided the tip to the slick, pulpy crevice of her hairless, adolescent vulva. Then, as he jabbed his penis into the soft folds, they opened involuntarily, it seemed, and against their wishes.
"Nuh... nooo... nooo Bill... I'm scairt," the underage youngster whimpered but, in submissive compliance, she made no attempt to escape her certain defloration.
Bill kept the ripe, dewy preteen pinned down with the weight of his upper body and she lay with her smooth, little face pressed against his, cheek to cheek, looking over his shoulder into the gloomy shadows, tensely waiting as he guided his pulsing spear at the moistened, never entered cavity. He pushed, his thick knob dilating the tender, unfucked orifice and met the undeniable proof of the young girl's virginity. He heard her breathless whimper of fear as she felt the ache from the pressure on her vestal barrier and, for a moment, she tried to twist away from his lewd, unprincipled assault on her innocent, adolescent body. He placed his hands on the flare of her firm-fleshed, young hips and he thrust into her, holding her tightly with his arms so she could not wriggle away.
Bill felt the give as Sue's hymen yielded and then, with an almost audible implosion, it ruptured. "NAH! NAH! NOOOO!", the youngster screamed and she squirmed helplessly as the mountain of flesh burst into her, her hips retreating down into the hay as she tried, futilely, to escape the painful invasion of her virgin sex. He screwed his knob into her treasured ravine and felt the warmth of blood bathing his thick organ as he settled slowly down on her hot, firm body and lay, crushing her breasts and belly with his weight, holding his hips away from hers as he allowed her time to adjust to the expansion of her underage fuckwell before skewering the young girl with its substantial remainder.
The eleven year old girl felt as if her whole lower body was going to split asunder, an agonizing pressure seeming to be forcing her pelvis to widen and a hot ache permeated her hips and belly. "Nah... Aahhh... hurts... naahhh... hurts... hurrrts," she moaned, "You're haahhh... hanh... hurrrttinngg meee..."
The young man looked down at the pretty, young girl beneath him, her full-lipped, small mouth twisted in a grimace of fearful apprehension, her big eyes flooded with tears. For a moment he felt shame at what he was doing but, as he raised his upper body from hers and his hot gaze took in the upthrust, hard-nippled breasts and the defensive bulge of her navel, his shame was subordinated to his lustful desire to complete the transformation of this ripe, young beauty into a woman.
The initial pain, as her cherry broke, passed quickly but the ache from her cock-stretched sheath continued to pervade her adolescent loins as her cousin lifted his chest from her breasts. Her tear-filled eyes looked down to where she could feel the expansion of her tender sheath and her gaze rested in wonder and fear on the great, thick, rigid rod which jutted out at her and in her.
"Hanh? N... n... no... Oohhh nooo," the girl whimpered with fright. Already it felt to her as if some great, huge stake filled her but she could see, thick and ribbed by veins, more than a handbreadth of his penis not yet in her. "Nah... yuh... yuh can't? It won't fit? Yuh'll kill me?"
"You can take it, Sue... don't worry... the worst is over," the young man said softly, barely restraining his urge to bury his whole organ in her shapely, young body. "Touch it, Sue. I want you to touch it."
He guided her hand down to where they were joined and, although she resisted, she was so cowed by his hugeness that her resistance was inconsequential. He forced her clenched hand open and, at his insistence, she tried to span the girth of the thickly veined staff. It felt silky and incredibly hard and then she began gently to slip her fingers up and down and round the organ, feeling it, squeezing it, and wondering at it. And she could see, in the dim light, his large, dangling testicles swaying above her widespread thighs.
"Uh? Uh, Bill? Are yuh gonna? Like? Put it all in?" and, as she spoke, her other hand moved down, of her own volition, to also stroke and fondle his genitals, tentatively cupping the heavy love-eggs.
"When you're ready for it, Sue. Not until then," and he flexed his organ within the tightly clasping passage, sending more aching thrills coursing through the youngster's inexperienced body.
The young girl strained her legs wider apart until they were almost at right angles to the line of her body, trying to relieve the still agonizing pressure that threatened to split her asunder but, as she felt the hugely invading shaft swell rhythmically, a burning tingling began to suffuse her loins and the discomfort was replaced by a hot urge to move her hips. But she was too frightened to do so.
"You're ready, Sue baby. You're getting looser already," Bill said as the grip of her sheath lessened perceptibly. Holding her hips rigidly in place, he began a slow thrust and withdrawal and the youngster's eyes widened in dismay as, inch by tortured inch, more of the huge pole disappeared inside her aching twat.
"Nah? Anh? Aaannhh? Bill? C... c... can't... can't stand it," she moaned but, even though it felt to her as if he was going right up into her belly, the agonizing ache from being so hugely expanded was giving her a hot, jellied feeling and her moans mellowed into gasps of pure yielding and joining as she was skewered by the mammoth pole.
The young girl's tender passage constricted like a tight glove around his long arm of stiff flesh, her excruciating but delightful tightness making the man wonder if she was, in fact, too young to take his huge organ. Her never fucked sheath squeezed and pulverized his penis within its narrow confines, in a way, punishing him as he was punishing her. With each thrust he seemed to find new depths although his organ had long disappeared to its utmost limit into her shapely, adolescent body. His penis within her was painful and heavy, thickening, expanding, seeming to swell to incredible size as he ground and swiveled against her with no consideration for her youth or her sexual inexperience.
Sue could not distinguish any longer between the deep ache from being so mercilessly stretched by her cousin's rampant tool and the hot waves of salacious excitement that pervaded her pubescent loins. Despite the aching expansion of her juvenile cunt, her hips wriggled and swayed under him, crinkling the flesh of her belly in little momentary ridges as she moved up to her lewdly degenerate seducer. He was plumbing the innermost depths of her underaged body and only her legs could writhe and struggle and her central opening slip and jerk against the rigid pain of her first fuck.
Not since he was fifteen had the unprincipled young man been in an eleven year old girl although, up until then, he had taken special pleasure from at least seven pubescent girls of that age, some but not all of them virgins. Now, as he ploughed Sue's plump, tight, hairless quim, he savoured the lewd triumph of initiating the pretty youngster and expanding her juicy, unsullied fuckwell with his mammoth tool.
And then, inevitably, the skillful rape of the innocent youngster produced the reaction her unprincipled assailant had wanted. "Huh? Unh? Unh?" the girl gasped as a previously unknown heat blossomed in her juvenile loins and her unschooled, young body went out of control, her trim hips arching and rotating and her tight sheath contracting as she reached her first ever fuck-produced orgasm.
Bill came down, full-weight on the writhing, panting young girl, grinding against the smooth, hairless bulge of her mons, digging deeper into the deliciously tight depths of her body, as she squirmed and wriggled beneath him. He felt his pent-up, long-contained semen begin its rush from his swollen, aching testicles as the frantic youngster bucked and heaved in her ecstatic, obscene transport.
Sue cried out, a shrill scream of completion that carried beyond the thunder and the beat of rain on the shed roof. She did not understand what was happening to her, nor did she care. Her nubile body arched up to the man above her and she felt the wet, warm liquid shooting up into her unused, inexperienced passage, the hot jets of semen scorching the sensitive depths of her pubescent loins.
The college student ground against his quivering, twitching young cousin, her tight channel milking the spurting juices of his lust into the innermost reaches of her juvenile being. He felt her collapse and go limp and she uttered a faint cry, as if she was saying it was done. And it was.
"My God, Sue!" he panted, "You're fabulous! I never had anyone like you. Was it good for you, too?"
His semen felt heavy and wet in the depths of her cock-plugged, adolescent vagina and, as her cousin's big body crushed her deeper into the musty hay, Sue was too overcome by what she had just experienced to be able at first to reply. She felt Bill's hairy chest rubbing against her swollen breasts and the scratchiness of his pubic hair against her own hairless mons. She marveled that she had taken his cock, all of it, up into her body and, even now after he had given her the most intense pleasure she'd ever experienced, and in spite of the continuing ache from being so totally stretched, she was willing to keep on.
"Han... annh Bill... Bill... it was fab... 'cept you hurt me at first. Am I good as Cathy?"
"Better, baby... you're the tightest girl I've ever had," and there was a sucking, gurgling sound from her cum-flooded vagina as he withdrew from the snug enclosure and rolled off her.
"I... I never knew... like that guys was as big as you. Are you bigger than most?" she asked innocently as she fondled his partially deflated tool.
"I'm pretty big, I guess. But it wasn't too big, was it?"
"Not after you got me... you know... not after the first... Do you? Like? Cathy talked about? You know? Other places?"
Bill pressed a finger to her small, full lipped mouth and his other hand cupped her firmly rounded bottom. "We do, Sue. All girls do. And next time, I'll show you how." He slipped a finger between her lips and, as she instinctively sucked on it, he teased her tiny bumhole, the nether orifice greasy with the juices that had escaped from her gism- sodden vagina. In fact, baby, I think now would be a good time..."
Just then they heard a car door slam and they realized that her mother was home. "Maybe we'd better wait," Bill said, his urgency dampened by the way her juvenile passage had drained him.
Dear Diary - Bill went all the way with me. And he says I'm THE BEST! I wish I could describe how it felt so, someday, I'd be able to read this again. It hurt! But only at first. I thought I was going to split right apart. I still can't believe that he got all of that huge penis up into me. It must have been in me up past my belly button. And boy, did I ever cum! I thought I was going to pass out. He did too. Cum, that is, not pass out. Mom warned me but I hope I'm still too young to have a baby? He sure pumped a lot of stuff up into me? Anyway, I know he's going to want to do me again because he liked me so much. And it makes me feel so good to make him happy. But, boy, I could hardly walk after he done me. It feels like he's still in me.
Dear Eileen;
I changed my mind. I want you to write to me. I'm still awful jealous but I need your letters to get me through the summer. But are you sure that he isn't going to make a difference between us? Will you still want to do what we do together?
I'm worried about Sue. I don't like the way she looks at Bill. And now he's looking at her a bit like he looks at me, like, at her bubs and lower, as if he wanted to do things to her. She's only eleven and he might take advantage of her. She's pretty green and she probably wouldn't know enough to stop him.
It's all right for you to tell me more about you and Jim, even if I do get jealous. Would you share him with me if I was there? I don't want to do it with a guy but, if I did, I'd want the same guy as you. What does it look like and how does it make you feel when it's in you?
I'm going to go to bed now and pretend that you're here with me, Eileen. (Since I don't have a Jim to help me out.)
Your jealous friend,
Janine
Dear Diary - He didn't try to do me again today but I'm just as glad. My little pussy is really sore. Well, not exactly sore but it's real tender and no wonder. He's huge! And he got it all inside. He sez I'm the tightest he ever had and I guess he likes it that way. I wonder if he'd like it if I went to his room tonight and got in bed with him? I'd like to but it's too dangerous. But I seen how he still looks at Jan. He's had me but I think he really likes her big bubs. I wonder if he's going to make her do it, too? I hope I can watch, if he does.
My Philandering Lover;
I know I ought to be mad at you but I'm not. I'm just hornier than ever. Would you be mad at me if I did it with another guy? I bet you would! After you told me on the phone about fucking that young minx, I was real hurt. At first. Now it just makes me want to be there with you. Maybe we could be with her together. I did it with a girl once, long before you showed me how good the real thing is, and it was fun. Do you think she'd let me do her, too? Are you going to do her other ways, like you did me? Does she have a nice bum? I wish I had a picture of her so I could imagine what she looked like with your huge cock in her cunt. I bet she doesn't even have hair on her pussy yet. Does she? Did she bleed much when you broke her cherry? You didn't say she was a virgin but most girls still are at her age. Did she really take all of it? I mean, like, I could hardly handle it at first? God, Bill, I'd love to be with you the next time you fuck her. Or I could eat her fat, little hairless pussy while she sucked your cock or while you rammed it up her ass. What was the expression on her face when you broke her cherry? Was she scared? Did she say it hurt her a lot? I'd like to talk to the little bitch and find out all about it.
Anyway, even if I'm not jealous, I'm going to find a way to get some relief. I'll tell you about it next time.
Your understanding slave,
Cathy
Bill was filled with guilt after he devirginated his underage, nubile cousin and, for four days he did not try anything more. But he could see how she looked at him and it was obvious that she was not as bothered by it as he was. He began, after two days, to plot how, safely, to be with the cute, nubile youngster again. And then his aunt told him that she and Jan were going away overnight so he'd have to baby-sit Sue. Baby-sit? His organ swelled as he thought about how he'd do that.
My Darling Jan;
I was so happy to get your letter. I know how you must have felt and I'm so glad you've forgiven me. Yes! Oh yes! I still want to do it with you. And I'd share Jim with you, too, but you'd have to promise not to take him away from me. I bet he'd go wild over your big, soft breasts.
Anyway, you asked what it looks like. It's hard to describe but it's a bit longer than... like, it shaped like a cylinder and I guess it's about six inches long when its hard, and I can almost wrap my fingers around it. It's sort of silky and smooth and, when he goes off, (that's what he calls it when he shoots his stuff), it jumps in my hand.
It's even harder to describe how it feels to have it inside me. The first time there was a sharp pain when he broke me and then there was just a sort of pressure. But it felt wonderful. And when he went off, it felt all hot and wet. But now he doesn't go off in me because it isn't safe. He uses a condom or, if he doesn't have one, he pulls out first. But I'd rather be with you.
Your loving friend
Eileen
Dear Diary - Mom is going to leave me home alone all night with Bill. I bet she'd be some sprised... and mad... if she knew what he done to me. And now I know he'll do it to me again. I think Jan is spishus about us. She's been watching us real close. I can't wait til they're gone. My pussy is hot and tingling already.
"Be good and do what Bill says."
Sue watched her mother back the car out of the driveway as Jan sat, looking disgruntled, beside her. Jan had warned her sister to be careful around their cousin and, when Sue had said she liked him and was glad she was going to be alone with him, Jan had been quite angry. Now Sue just had to wait until her cousin came in from the north field where he had been repairing fences.
Sue, first, found and read her sister's letters from Eileen. She was shocked and excited by what she read in Eileen's letters. She wondered what it would be like to do it with another girl? She found the latest letter from Cathy, then showered and took advantage of having the house all to herself by sprawling naked on her mother's big, wide bed while she read the girl's letter to Bill.
The naive, if no longer virgin, eleven-year-old girl began to cry when she saw that her cousin had told that slut, Cathy, about making love to her. And, as she read further, she was both disgusted and perversely aroused at the things the lewd woman was suggesting. Burying her head in the pillow, Sue sobbed herself to sleep.
By the time Bill returned, four hours later, Sue was still sleeping. Her mother's bedroom was right at the top of the stairs so, when he went upstairs to shower, he saw the sleeping girl, her naked body only partly covered by a sheet.
Bill showered, put on a robe, and went downstairs. He knew where Bonny, a heavy drinker since splitting with her husband, kept her supply of scotch. The college student poured a stiff drink and sat in the living room to think. The girl was only eleven and he was nineteen. It was wrong. Doubly wrong because she was his cousin. It would not take all that long to get to Cathy's home where he could assuage his lust with a more mature woman. But he couldn't leave tonight because he was 'babysitting' the tempting, nubile pre-teen.
It was almost dark when Sue awakened, the darkness due partly to the heavy thunderclouds that had built up as sunset approached. She remembered then that she was home alone with her big, older cousin and, perhaps because of the near darkness, she was suddenly afraid. Even though he had gone all the way with her, the thought of again taking that huge penis into her tender pussy frightened her. And, where was he? She'd been supposed to get supper for him. Maybe he'd gone out? She had mixed emotions about him being away. On the one hand, if he was away, maybe he wouldn't try to make her do it again. On the other hand, she didn't really want him to go with his girlfriend, Cathy. And she was sort of telling him to do it other ways and she shuddered as she thought of taking his penis in her mouth or, even worse, in her bottom.
The young man had sipped his way through half of the bottle of scotch when he heard the girl coming down the stairs. Every few minutes he had changed his mind about what he should do. True, he'd already fucked the shapely, young nymph but, also true, she was definitely underage, even if she had responded hotly after he'd broken her cherry. She was too young to know any better and he was sure he could have her again if he wanted. She'd been as much as telling him that in the several days since he had ravished her. But it was wrong. Still, if she was willing, why not?
Sue didn't see him at first when she entered the living room, She was wearing the robe that her mother had left on the floor of her bedroom and it was much too large for her. Had Bill not known what the youngster looked like, naked, he might have thought her to be just a pretty child in a tent-like robe. But he knew different.
"Oh! Oh Bill! I didn't know you were here?"
"Have you been reading my mail again?"
"Uh... no... that is," the girl stammered, remembering that she'd left the latest letter in her mother's room. "I just... like... I took it but I didn't read it, Bill. I'll put it back."
The girl's timid response and her obvious subservience aroused a perverse desire in the student's drink-fogged mind to take advantage of her youthful innocence again.
"Go get the letter, Sue. Get it and bring it here!"
The girl ran up the stairs, frightened by the stern way in which her cousin had spoken to her. Even the day he had caught her playing with herself and had done it to her, he had not spoken like that. He must be really mad at her, she thought, for taking the letter.
"Now, tell me what part of the letter was most interesting."
"But? Like? I didn't read it, Bill.", the youngster lied, her belly churning as she recalled the awful things Cathy had said.
"Then, maybe you ought to read it now, Sue. All of it. Out loud."
"Huh? Yuh mean? Like? Even all the dirty words she uses?" and the girl's hand went to her mouth as she realized that she had given away the fact that she'd already read the letter.
"So, you have read it. I thought so. No, you don't have to read all of it, just what you call the 'dirty parts'.
The shocked girl dropped the letter like it was on fire, turned and ran up the stairs and into her mother's room. He heard the door slam as he casually got out of the chair to follow her, knowing full well that she had nowhere to really escape to.
The door was locked but, getting a stiff wire from his room, Bill popped the lock as easily as he had popped this youngster's cherry, less than a week ago. Sue was in her mother's bed, the covers pulled up over her head as if, like the ostrich, she thought she would be hidden.
"Enough of this foolishness, Sue.", he said in the stern voice as he pulled the blankets off her cringing body. "You can't play the shy young virgin any more. Now, take off that robe and read the letter!"
The girl was lying, face down, on the bed and she made no move to follow his directions. The robe, however, when she had dove under the covers, had come open and Bill could see that it was now serving only as a cover and was not wrapped around and under her.
"You asked for this, Sue!" He lifted the robe and bared her lower body. SLAP! SLLAAPP!! SMACK! SMACK! SSMMAACCKK!! His open hand reddened the girl's full, round buttocks and, with a protesting cry, she rolled away and jumped out of the bed. The young man grabbed at her but got only the robe, which slipped off her shoulders and left the girl naked as she cowered, standing by the opposite side of the bed.
"No Bill. Please, no.", she whimpered but, as he rose and came over to her side of the bed, she stood transfixed, unable to move. "Please, Bill? Please don't spank me?", she whimpered but, as he sat on the edge of the bed and took her wrists in his, she unresistingly let him draw her naked body face down, across his thighs.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. He spanked her cute bottom gently, just hard enough to cause the pneumatic bum-melons to jiggle appealingly and she lay there in abject submission, uttering sharp, timid, little cries. Then, as his hand caressed her burning flesh, she felt the relief, the always-unexpected pleasure that followed the stinging pain of being spanked.
"Are you going to read the letter to me?"
"Hanh... anh... yeh... yeh... I will... just don't spank me, Bill." She took the letter from his hand as he helped her to her feet.
"My ph... ph... I can't say that word, Bill?", she said meekly as she began to read. Bill put his arm around her and drew her down so that the naked youngster was sitting on his thighs. As she sat, his robe opened and she saw the limp sausage lying against his inner leg and a pang of fear, tinged with a lewd thrill, shot through her.
"That's OK, Jan. What's your answer to her first question? Would you let her make it with you?"
"Uh? Uh? I dunno?" Eileen's letters were suddenly important. Jan and Eileen did it, so? "Uh, I might? If you wanted me to?"
"Cathy will be glad to hear that." His hand slid between the youngster's thighs to her plump, hairless pussy and he stroked the fat, slippery lips. "Hmmm... You're wet, Sue. Does that mean that you want me to fuck you again tonight?"
"N.n.no, Bill. I'm scairt."
"Hmm... I see... Does that mean that it hurt too much? How would you answer Cathy's question? Were you scared? Did it hurt you a lot?"
"Uh... yeah... sorta. It's so big, Bill?" She shuddered as his fingers stroked her young pussy and a tingle of desire coursed through her nubile loins. "Are yuh gonna make me do it again?"
"Read this sentence, Sue," and he pointed to a particular place on the page.
"Uh... Or I could eat... unh... eat her f... fat, l... little hairless p... p... pussy... while she s... s... sucked your... unh... I can't, Bill? I can't read any more?"
"Read the rest of it, Sue! And think about it, too. You'd be on your knees with my cock in your mouth and she'd be behind you, kissing your hot, little cunt. And you'd love it, too. Now, read it!"
"Unh... while she s... s... sucked your cock," and she glanced down at the swelling cylinder and reflexively licked her lips as she shuddered, imagining having that huge monster in her mouth, "... or while you r... r... rammed it up her a... ahh... oohhh Bill? I can't?"
Quickly, the college student pulled the girl across his thighs. SLAP... SSLLAAPP! SSMMAACCKKK! The sharp sounds of spanking resounded in the bedroom and the youngster squirmed and writhed as she struggled to escape the stinging blows.
"No... no... doh... doh... don't... I'll do it," she sobbed and then, as before, he was gently caressing her reddened bottom with his cool hand.
"So you don't want to read about me ramming my cock up this lovely ass? Well, we'll see about that. You have a beautiful bottom, my dear, and I'd sure love to get to know it better." Her cheeks tightened defensively as he insinuated his hand between them and touched the tiny rosette of her anus.
"Can you guess what I want you to do, Sue?"
"Nuh... nuh... nooo," the girl whimpered fearfully, certain that he was going to say he wanted to do it to her there, in her behind and wondering how she could escape.
"I want you to suck my cock, Sue. I want you to open your pretty, little mouth and suck my cock. Do I have to spank you again or will you get down on your knees now and suck me?"
Relieved that it was her oral, rather than her anal orifice that her cousin wanted to ravish, the youngster quickly assented. "No... no... don't spank me... I'll do it..." and the timid, tractable sub teen let him ease her to the floor, on her knees.
Sue looked up at him as she knelt submissively between his knees and then her gaze shifted to his flaccid organ. In its present state it was not as threatening as when she had seen it before he had buried its full length in her young body.
"Open your pretty, little mouth, Sue.", her cousin said in a gentle voice. "Just take the tip in your mouth." His hands were on her shoulders and, although she wanted to move away from him, she felt weak and submissive, dominated by her big cousin.
The youngster's belly quavered and her full lips trembled as reluctantly she bent closer. Closing her eyes, she took the limp cylinder of flesh in her hand and, opening her mouth wide, she took the tip just into her hot, little mouth. When her tongue touched the sensitive foreskin, his organ jumped and she backed away quickly, her eyes opening in alarm.
"Lick it, Sue. Lick it like you would an ice cream cone."
The trembling girl felt the thick fleshtube swelling and hardening and, looking up timourously at her cousin, she placed her other hand also on his lengthening penis. Kneeling, as she was, she felt small and insignificant compared to the big, young man and his huge, rigid tool further cowed the underage nymphet. She stuck out her pink, little tongue and, tentatively, she licked the underside of the thick shaft. The taut skin felt silky and smooth and she essayed another stroke with her hot, pebbled tongue.
"Oh yes, Sue... oohhh yesss... that's the way," the man sighed and she felt a thrill at giving her masterful cousin such evident pleasure. And, after her initial distaste at the thought of taking his penis in her mouth, she was looking at it with juvenile curiosity, noting the clear drops of liquid that were forming from the tiny slit at its tip.
Bill took the girl's head between his hands and guided her mouth to the bulbous, purple knob. For a moment she kept her lips closed but, as the slick, gristly tip pressed between her lips and against her clenched teeth, her mouth was forced open. As the bulbous knob, the size of a small peach, entered her mouth she felt completely, helplessly subservient to her cousin. A gasping whimper escaped her as her mouth was filled, her lips stretched around the thickness of the young man's invading organ. She looked fearfully at the huge length that projected from his heavily bushed groin and threatened to choke her and then she looked up with frightened eyes at her ravisher.
"Don't worry, Sue, I'm not going to try to get it all in. Not yet, anyway," and he released her head. "Use your tongue, baby... suck on it. It's not bad, is it?"
The youngster lifted her head, releasing the mouth filling penis and whimpered meekly, "But Bill? It's so big? Yer gonna choke me?"
"Get up on my lap, Sue. Straddle me and we'll do what we did the other day. You know now that you like that."
Docilely, the shapely youngster let him guide her to her feet, then astride his thighs. She looked down in awe at the mammoth, upthrust tool that lay hotly against her belly and she cringed as she imagined how deep it would go... how deep it must have gone the day he'd broken her in.
The youngster held her breath as the bulbous knob spread her smooth, hairless labia and dilated her tender, once-fucked cuntal orifice. Guided by his hands on her hips, she settled down slowly and fearfully on the thick meatstake, her belly churning as it made its way up the narrow, elastic passage, her eyes widening as, inch-by-inch, he penetrated her. But today there was no pain. Only the pressure, the exciting pressure, as her narrow sheath was dilated by his thick organ. The scotch had dulled his senses enough that, despite the four-day load in his balls, the young man was able to control his excitement. He manipulated her submissively compliant body as he plumbed depths of her adolescent vagina he had not reached when on top of her and, twice, he took the sub teen novice to gut-wrenching orgasms.
Sue was slumped, panting weakly, astride the young man's thighs, her tender vagina aching from its distention by his huge fuckpole, the cock-stretched passage twitching in the aftermath of her second climax.
"Uhh... uhhh Bill?" she whimpered as he nibbled her upthrust nipples and mouthed her full, young breasts, "I? Aahhh... am I? Like... good as Cathy?"
"The best, baby... the best. Have you had enough?"
"Aahhh... yeh... yes... Aahhh", Sue sighed in relief. "Are yuh done?"
"Will you suck me again, Sue? I mean, really suck me?" He punctuated his question by digging deeper with his mammoth tool.
"Unhh! Uh! Y... yuh... I'll try," the cute adolescent grunted as she felt her young fuckwell being stretched even deeper.
He lifted her lightweight body and there was a wet, sucking sound as her tortured, young sheath released his throbbing cock. With docile compliance, the underage sextoy knelt on the floor between his knees and, closing her eyes, she let him guide her mouth to his thick, dripping wet penis. This time her mouth opened readily with the experience of having once been entered and, as she felt the hard, slick knob slide past her lips, she opened her eyes and looked up, submissively, at her cousin.
"Play with it, Sue. Use your pretty mouth and your hands," and tractably, she let him guide and instruct her in the art of fellatio. At first the young novice was awkward and tentative, the huge, thick organ intimidating her but, as she saw the way her cousin reacted to the touch of her lips and tongue on the tip of his cock, she became bolder. With both hands she stroked and pumped the mammoth shaft as she slobbered wetly over the slick, smooth knob and, with increasing bravado, she took more and more of the hard rod into her mouth.
"Don't stop, baby... don't stop," she heard the young man moan and, urged on by his obvious excitement, she increased the tempo of her oral caress.
"Glunngh," the youngster choked as, trying to take more of the throbbing fleshpole into her mouth, it bumped the back of her throat. But she continued, her hands stroking, soft, wet, slurpy sounds emanating from her cock-stuffed, slobbering mouth, saliva dribbling from her widely stretched lips as she sucked him.
"I'm going to cum Sue. Don't stop now. Don't stop until I tell you!" and, as she heard the commanding tone of his voice, she felt a tremor in her belly, unsure of what he meant.
Bill's hands held her head in place as he began to thrust into the youngster's mouth and his excitement communicated itself to the naive, young girl.
"Glannh... Glunngh... Glannh," she gasped chokingly as the slick knob repeatedly bumped the roof of her mouth and the entrance to her throat but, her head held firmly down between his legs, she could not escape. And then it became easier, her cock-stuffed oral cavity adjusting to being so lewdly fucked. The youngster felt an overwhelming desire to please her degenerate ravisher and, learning quickly what he liked, she sucked voraciously on the thick shaft while she pumped it with her hands.
The college student looked down in ecstatic amazement at the cute juvenile, her wide open eyes peering hotly up at him, her full, red lips stretched around his throbbing tool. Sue heard a soft moan from him and felt the hard, hot fleshtube suddenly swell and jerk between her lips. With the instincts of a courtesan, one hand cupped his heavy, aching testicles and she tugged gently.
"Glunngh... Glunngh... Gluurggh," she choked as he suddenly shot his seminal contents into her soft throat. She gasped and choked but valiantly swallowed, hastily sucking from him until the stream had ebbed its last viscous gobbet and the mammoth cylinder was no longer jumping and spurting its creamy gism into her mouth.
"My God, Sue... you're marvelous," the man sighed and the girl's big, blue eyes showed her pleasure at the compliment. He was no longer holding her head down but she did not release her soft, wet grip until he lay back on the bed. The thoroughly debauched eleven year old rose shakily to her feet and climbed on the bed beside her cousin, a dribble of white cum trailing stringily from the corner of her pretty mouth.
"Didja really like it? Wuz I good?"
"You were fabulous, Sue. Just fabulous," and he drew the shapely youngster down on top and began to caress her springy, young curves. In less than five minutes they were both asleep.
Dear Diary - Oh Boy! Do I ever know now how to make him happy. And he sez I'm as good as her, maybe better. He made me take it in my mouth. At first I didn't really like it but, after, when I saw how excited I made him it was great. He done me again the regular way cept I sat on his lap. It was great. It didn't hurt at all cept I sorta ache from it. He made it happen twice this time. Then he done it in my mouth. I had to swallow his stuff, too, but I didn't mind, speshly coz he liked it so much. I really like him, even if he's kinda mean to me if I don't do zackly what he wants. He's sleeping now and I think I'll get in with him again. I wonder if he'll do me again when he wakes up?
My Dearest Eileen;
I'm still having a hard time because I'm jealous that somebody else gets so close to you. I don't think I ever want a guy like that. I just want you. His thing sounds yucky. And it must have hurt when it went in you. You don't have to worry about getting pregnant with me, so hurry home so we can be together.
I'm almost certain now that my cousin did it to Sue. Isn't that totally disgusting. She's only eleven. I'm going to talk to her about it so she doesn't let him do it again. Mom left her alone with him tonight. She doesn't know what an awful person he really is.
Your lonesome lover,
Jan.
Bill had pulled up the covers and was still sleeping when Sue came back to her mother's bedroom. Quietly, trying not to disturb him, she slipped in beside him, still naked. She snuggled up to the big, young man and was soon asleep also.
The college student awakened some time later, conscious of a warm body pressed close to him. He was lying on his side and the eleven-year-old girl was fitted, spoon like, against him. He became aware that he had a raging erection that was nestled in the crack that separated her firm, round buttocks, extending between her thighs so that, had someone been able to observe her from the front, they might have thought the youngster to be a juvenile she-male with a very thick penis jutting out from her hairless groin.
Bill's hands explored her ripe, young body, cupping her full breasts and finding the nipples already hard and swollen. And, lower down, he discovered that her sleek, hairless pussy was slippery with the emanation of her juvenile arousal. Sue was a sound sleeper and, as the amoral student shifted position, backing away and angling his hips so that the tip of his cock was just pressing the hot mouth of her vagina, she did not awaken. Even when, with great care, he dilated the well-oiled orifice and the bulbous knob of his tool entered the tight passage, she did not awaken.
Sue's firm, shelving bum was pressed to his belly and, as he stroked its springy fullness, he was gripped by a perverse desire to complete the ravishment of her lush, underage body. Pulling his barely immersed organ from her adolescent cunt, he parted the springy cheeks of her ass and began to tease the tiny, puckered nether orifice.
The young girl whimpered and squirmed slightly as the novel sensations aroused her sleeping body while her cousin alternately dipped into her juicy cuntal orifice, then slid his tool back to the target of his obscene desire. He was also playing with the firm fullness of her precociously developed breasts and, when the youngster finally began to awaken, it was with a churning heat in her belly and a heavy, swollen feeling in her young breasts.
"Bill... Hannh... Bill... what're yuh doin'?" she asked sleepily as she pushed her hips back at him, unconsciously and unwisely seeking closer contact from the hot hardness that was lewdly pressing her unfucked anus.
"C'mon, Sue. Get up on your knees," the amoral young man said as he rolled her over onto her belly and lifted her middle so that she was kneeling, nude, on the bed. His intent did not register on the innocent and still half asleep youngster. She let him knee her legs wider apart and, when the pressure on her inviolate sphincter increased, she held her hips rigid, the strange, new sensations suffusing her juvenile loins.
Bill looked down at his kneeling cousin, her hips flared out by her submissive position, her firm, full buttocks spreading apart of their own accord while he anointed the puckering and shrinking little rosette of her tender arsehole. He pushed harder at the rubbery ring of the girl's sphincter and she made a nervous recoiling movement and involuntarily tightened her buttocks into taut melons. The young man's arm was under Sue's belly, holding her so that, even if she tried, she could not escape this lewd ravaging of her ripe, young body. Already he had plundered the youngster's cherry and salaciously ravished her small, pretty mouth and, conditioned thus to yielding to her cousin's lascivious desires, Sue made not the slightest attempt to avoid this final domination of her juvenile body.
Once again his cock entered her tight cuntmouth while, at the same time, his finger pushed at her well-greased rectum. He heard her faint whimper as the tip of his finger slipped into the tiny orifice, the circular muscle yielding, then gripping it with hot tightness. The young girl squirmed at the new sensations as he teased the sensitive opening. And then he directed the thick knob of his penis to the tender orifice; pulling out his finger and pushing his hard tool into the gristly target of his salacious, degenerate desire.
"Whunnh? Hunnhh? Hurrrts? Stop! Hunnhh? What'cha doin'? No? Not there? Yer hurtin' me?" she protested as the thick knob popped past the tight, elastic ring but the pain was only momentary and, as he pushed four inches of his thick staff into the narrow passage, she felt a hot rush of lewd pleasure in her belly.
Bill fondled the young girl's wet, hairless twat and the girl squirmed with tiny, rippling movements of her hips, as she yielded to this latest subjugation of her unschooled body.
"Unh? Unh, Bill?" she whimpered meekly. "Is it? Uh? In there?"
"Yes, baby. Oohhh yesss. It's in your ass, Sue. Lovely, baby. And you're great." the young man moaned as he pushed deeper. Sue squirmed in the most capricious and salacious manner, and the nipping and clipping of her agile anal ring against the imbedded tip of his ramrod caused him the most indescribable, thrilling sensations he'd ever known. The docile youngster continued squirming her anus on the end of his organ, her hips writhing, unaware of the length yet to go and then, driven by his lust for this ripe, tractable youngster, he rammed the full length of his huge tool all the way up into her bowels.
"Whuummmph... oomph..." she exclaimed as the breath was driven from her and she collapsed flat on the bed, her cousin following her down, driving up into the tight heat of her juvenile bowels. Bill began to fuck her then, riding the twin, smooth mounds of her pneumatic buttocks and continuing to fondle her clit as her bottom rounded out below him, warm and springy and delightfully sensual.
Sue's belly churned with increasing, lewd excitement, knowing despite her innocence that she was being violated in a most degenerate and salacious manner as she wallowed compliantly, completely subjugated by her lecherous cousin.
Bill felt the youngster's body tense and knew she was on the verge of climax. Quickly he withdrew from her tight butthole and rolled her over on her back, ramming his thickly throbbing organ between the soft folds of her hairless, juvenile pussy.
"Hunhh? Unnhhh?" Sue cried out as his mammoth tool expanded her tender vagina and then his pubis was bruising her mons, the hard shaft of his cock rubbing her clit and she was jerking and pitching beneath him in the throes of her adolescent orgasm.
As the young creature writhed hotly beneath him in the transport of her climax, Bill felt the hot rush of his own liquid lust coursing the length of his penis. Sue's tender sheath seemed to sense the impending explosion and it clamped down on the suddenly expanding fuckpole, momentarily preventing his ejaculation, then relaxing to release the pressurized jet of heavy gism, which blasted up, into her juvenile womb.
"Whunnh? Unh? Hunh? Unngh?" the youngster panted as she felt her innermost reaches being inundated with her cousin's hotly spurting lust cream. The girl went limp, her shapely, juvenile frame jerking and shivering, her tightly muscled vagina twittering and nipping the deeply imbedded, spasming fuckpole. She lay there in docile submission as the young man fucked her tender passage with several long, slow strokes, draining the last drops of his lustful tribute to her juvenile sexuality into her timidly quivering body.
"You're the best, baby..." he sighed as he rolled off her prostrate frame. "Just the best."
"Oh Bill... Oohhh..." she sighed. "I hope? Like? Will I be yer girl, now? 'Stead've Cathy?"
"If that's what you want, Sue. But I'll still have Cathy when I can't have you, eh? You won't mind that, will you?"
"Uh? I guess not, Bill? But yuh gotta come see me lots."
Dawn was breaking and the young man left the bed to get dressed but the thoroughly debauched pre-teen, with her stretched and tender young vagina heavily laden with her cousin's thick, wet semen, lay there, sated, and went back to sleep.
Dear Diary - He done me again. Really done me. He put it right up my a... , and then he done it in my pussy. I can feel it both places when I'm sitting here, my bum is kinda tender and so's my c... , and I'm sure I can feel his stuff sloshing around inside me. I sure hope I'm too young to get knocked up? He sez I'm his girl now, his main one. But I still gotta idea that he's gonna try and get Jan, too. I wonder if she'd like the real thing as much as she likes it with Eileen? I wonder if she'd be as bitchy as she is if she'd had a pole like his up inside her? I'm gonna keep an eye on him so, if he gets her, I can see it.
Bill was consumed with guilt. What had he done? He worked slowly at the broken fence, his lust drained by his little cousin's nubile body. Would she tell? Had he harmed her by taking advantage of her naïveté? He had no doubt that, despite her youth, she'd been ready but... ?"
Little Sue didn't feel harmed. She felt proud as she updated her diary. What would her sister think if she knew what Bill had done to her? She touched herself gingerly, slipping a finger inside her thoroughly plumbed vaginal passage and feeling a rush of pride that she had taken her cousin's huge penis in there.
Bill's thoughts strayed from his pre-teen cousin to her buxom, thirteen year old sister. Damn. He'd thought at first that he shouldn't think of her as a sex object. She was only thirteen and she was his cousin. But Sue was also his cousin and she was even younger. Drained though he was by young Sue's ripe, young body he felt a stirring as he thought of how the older girl's naked flesh would feel under his. Maybe?
Dearest Eileen,
You made me feel so much better with your last letter that I'm writing again before I have another from you. I can hardly wait (I've said that before) until you're back home and with me. Are we oddballs? I mean, to think so much about sex? (Or is it just me that thinks about it all the time?)
I told you that I thought my cousin had done something to Sue. Well, now I'm sure he did. Mom left them alone when we went away and when we got back today I could tell just from how she looked. She has a kind of funny look in her eyes when she looks at him, sort of like she's waiting for him to tell her what to do next. And she acts like she's sore down there. (Were you sore after the first time?) I feel sick about it. Wasn't there some way I could have prevented it? I know you didn't value your virginity very highly but I value mine. There's no way I'll ever let a guy have that kind of power over me! I don't know how you could stand it, Eileen. Did you have to lie underneath him? Did you let him dominate you? It must have been just awful.!
Anyway, I have to find some way to help my little sister, to keep her away from that awful man. She's so young and innocent. She probably thinks that what he did to her is the way it should be. Uugghh!
Patiently (not really) waiting for your next letter,
Janine
My Darling,
I can hardly wait to see you (Hah! Feel is more like it!) again. My little pussy (only it isn't little any more. Not after what you did to it.) is starving for meat. Your hard meat. It wants to be all filled up. Keep away from that young stuff. I don't want to share you with them or anyone. You're not going to make me, are you? You're going to save it all for me? Oh well, whatever you'll do, you'll do. I know that. But I need you. Would you be mad at me if I let someone else do it to me? I haven't but would it bother you?
Guess what I'm doing. With a cucumber, this time. It's lots better than a banana because it's thicker and has all those little knobs on it. But what I really want is your big, hard hot cucumber. Oh oh! I gotta go. (I really mean cum!) All my love and stuff,
Cathy
Bill went away for a week to visit Cathy, right after he had completed the triple devirgination of his precocious, submissive eleven-year-old cousin. Janine breathed a sigh of relief that her kid sister would be safe from that male monster, at least for a while. But she knew he was coming back and she was afraid that the artless and impressionable youngster would immediately be back in her cousin's lecherous clutches as soon as he returned.
"Would you like to sleep with me tonight, Sue?" They hadn't slept together for three years although, for a long time, they had slept in the same bed every night. "I'm feeling kind of lonesome lately and it would be nice to have my little sister to cuddle up to."
"Uh, sure Jan? I'd like that." Sue was surprised by her sister's suggestion but, after her thoughts of being snuggled up to, surrounded by her sister's larger, soft body, it was almost as if Jan had some of the same thoughts as she. It was already bedtime and both girls had just had showers so, hand in hand, they went to Jan's bed.
"Hey, Mom. Sue's going to sleep with me tonight.", Janine called out to her mother, downstairs. "So you don't have to tuck the baby in."
Both girls were wearing short nighties that came only midway down their thighs and neither had anything on underneath. They got in bed and Jan, immediately, moved close to her sister. At five feet five inches tall, the older girl was four inches taller than her sibling. She tended to be overweight and, in fact, her excess avoirdupois went a bit beyond plumpness. Her hips were already comfortably wide, her bottom somewhat oversized and her breasts... well, they could only be described as huge, despite the fact that she was barely thirteen.
"Have you got any hair down there yet, Jan," the younger girl asked as she placed her hand below her sister's convex belly. Sue was truly curious about her sister's stage of development and she knew that Jan's friend, Eileen, had a blonde hair there but her question was mainly an opening gambit to help her get more intimate with her buxom older sister.
"It's just starting to grow, Sue." Janine took her sister's hand and drew it up under her nighty to touch her fat pussy with its just discernible cover of soft fuzz. She was delighted by her sister's question, innocent though she assumed it to be. This was how she and Eileen had got started, by touching one another down there.
"Oh Gee, Jan! That feels real neat! I'll be glad when I start, too." Jan, who was lying on her side, lifted her upper leg so that Sue could have better access to her vulva and she shuddered with excitement from her sibling's gentle caress.
"Can I feel yours, Sue? I forget how smooth I used to be."
"Sure, Jan. Go ahead." With her free hand, the lewdly scheming subteen minx pulled her nighty up to her waist and spread her pudgy thighs apart. "Boy, you sure feel soft down there. Beneath the fuzz."
Janine stifled her sharp intake of breath when her sister's fingers rubbed over the fat lips of her vulva. Slipping a hand under the blankets, she quickly found her kid sister's hairless, adolescent quim and gently slid her hand over its bulging fleshiness. Carefully, because she didn't want to scare Sue, she caressed her sister's smooth, young vulva and was surprised when, as her fingertip strayed to the narrow slit, she discovered slippery moisture. And, as she touched the sensitive labia, Sue arched her hips, pushing her pussy firmly against Jan's hand.
"OH JAN!" the youngster cried out. "Oh, that feels good! Do it some more!" In fact, although it did feel good, her underage pussy was still sore from being so thoroughly diddled, the night before.
"Alright, Sue. But you do it to me, too.", and Janine turned from her side to her back and spread her heavy thighs wide. She'd have liked to throw off the blankets but there was always a danger that their mother might look in on them. In fact, just at that moment, Bonny opened the door a crack and saw her two daughters lying side by side and marveled that they were such good friends. She closed the door and the girls, who had been both holding their breath, relaxed.
Skillfully, the older girl rolled her sister's wet, slippery cuntlips and probed to find her erect clitoris. She heard Sue gasp when she rubbed the hard, little erectile and, with her other hand, she guided Sue's finger to her own, much larger, cum-trigger.
"Oh Jan! Oohhh! That's so good! You do this with Eileen, don't you, Jan? I've sort of seen the two of you doing it, I think?"
"Mmmm hmmm, Sue. And even better things. Would you let me kiss you there?"
"Oh, golly, Jan? I don't know? Will you want me to do it too? I mean, kiss you there?" She was playing the innocent and her older sister was eating it up, she thought. What would she say if she knew all that she, herself, had done with Bill?
"You don't have to, Sue. Unless you want to," and as she spoke, Jan's head ducked under the covers and her mouth closed over one of her sister's firm, round breasts. As she thrummed the fat, swollen nipple, Sue's fingers moved more rapidly over Jan's throbbing clit while her other hand grasped one of the buxom teenager's huge, soft breasts.
Janine's head progressed lower, her lips trailing a kiss along Sue's firm, silen skinned belly and then down between her widespread thighs. As her hot mouth closed over her sister's soft, wet and once fucked young pussy, her tongue began to play on the youngster's sensitive spots. From her clit to the slightly sore mouth of her vagina, back to her clit with a sloppy lick along the narrow slit, then back to the portal that had been so lecherously violated by their unprincipled cousin. Her tongue thrust into the narrow opening and, as it swirled around the tiny, ravished hole, Sue squirmed with pleasure. Her sister's hot tongue was not only arousing her intensely but also soothing the slight soreness that remained from being expanded and almost torn when her cousin had rudely demolished her virginity.
"Jan... Oohhh Jan... It's wonderful..." she moaned and, of her own volition, she urged her buxom, older sibling to move her hips closer. In a smooth motion, as she had so often done with Eileen, Janine rolled across Sue's body, her legs on either side of the youngster's head, and she pushed her fat, soft pussy against her sister's face.
The velvety fuzz on Janine's pussy tickled Sue's nose as, trying to follow the older girl's lead, she tongued the pulpy softness of the other girl's cunt. Her belly churned with fervid desire and her legs wrapped around Jan's head as her hips rose with the onset of her climax.
Janine felt the young girl's smooth, hairless vulva bulge and palpitate and, with practiced skill, she sucked on her tiny clit.
"Hannnh... Annh... Annh., " Sue panted as her loins convulsed and wave after wave of sensation washed over her. She pushed her smooth, young pussy against Jan's hotly tonguing mouth and then turned her own face away from the older girl's fat, smothering cunt to gasp for breath.
"That was good, wasn't it, Sue," her sister asked as she raised her dripping wet face from between the eleven year old's twitching thighs.
"Oohhh... Oohhh Jan... it was fab..." her sibling panted in reply. And then, before she could say more, the older girl pushed her own throbbing, hungry pussy against Sue's face.
For a moment the youngster tried to turn away from her sister's insistently pushing pussy as she gasped for breath. Then she felt, against her lips, something like a small prick and, with her rapidly developing knowledge of sex, she realized that Janine, unlike herself, had a very large clitoris. Still, with her sister's big, soft body covering hers, she felt smothered. Jan's huge, soft breasts hung, swaying loosely, above her, the hard tips brushing her belly.
"Hannh... Annh... Please Jan... Can I get on top?"
"No, Sue. I can't have that. Kiss me, little sister. Make me cum," the thirteen year old said in a commanding voice. The youngster, already well broken and trained by the man who had dominated and fucked her, timourously acceded to Jan's order and her lips closed over the other girl's hard, slick clit.
Janine kept her younger sister pinned beneath her while she ground her fat pussy against the girl's face until with an explosive grunt she reached her own climax. She almost smothered her smaller sibling as she writhed passionately against her face and then, as she pantingly rolled away, she pulled her little sister close.
"Oh Sue... That was wonderful... I want to do this with you again... A lot. Was it good for you too, little sister? Will you want to again?" As she spoke, she cupped the youngster's smooth, young pussy and rubbed her huge breasts on Sue's smaller and firmer ones.
"I... I think so, Jan?," the eleven year old replied. "You made me feel so... so hot..." and she hugged her sister hard.
"Was it beter than with him?", Janine asked as she gently stroked her sister's silken flanks.
"Huh? Whaddya mean, Jan?", Sue replied, wondering how much her sister knew about what had happened between her and their cousin.
"I mean that I know he raped you, little sister. And I know from Eileen that, even if you're willing, it hurts and it's not as good as with another girl."
"But, Jan? He... He didn't rape me... He didn't do anything."
"I know better, Sue. I've seen how you look at him. And I've seen how you walk after... like when we got home today. He's taken your virginity, hasn't he, Sue! He's a beast! An Immoral beast!"
"Oh Jan. He didn't rape me. I let him do it. And I liked it. I liked it a lot! Bit I liked what you did, too," the youngster added, not wanting to offend her older sister.
"It was rape, no matter what you think! You're only eleven. You can't 'let' any guy do that to you at your age. And I know... Eileen wrote to me about it... I know it hurts and it must be terribly degrading. Did he make you lie on your back, under him? Did he try to dominate you?"
"Oh, Jan. He was on top. Yes. But I like that. And it hurt too, at first. He's this big, y'know?" and she used her fist and forearm to accurately depict her cousin's penis size.
"You're crazy, Sue. No man is that big!" the older girl exclaimed unbelievingly. "It just seemed like that to you because you're so young and innocent." And Janine truly did not believe what her sister had told her about their cousin's sexual endowment. At thirteen, she was hardly much less innocent than her sister and, in fact, as a virgin, she was even more innocent.
"But he was, Jan. And at first I thought I was going to split. But after, when I got used to it, it was wonderful."
Janine was a dominant personality and the docility that their cousin's taming of her younger sister had produced exacerbated the thirteen year old's tendency to be overbearing. Even Eileen, who was four years older, had become subordinate to the busty thirteen year old. And now, Jan was incensed by her younger sister's defiance.
"It wasn't! And you know it, too! It wasn't near as nice as this!" Janine, as she spoke harshly to her younger sibling, pulled down the blankets, pushed the youngster back flat on her back and dove down between her pudgy thighs.
It wouldn't be correct to say that Sue did not enjoy what her sister did to her. She loved it. But, after they were snuggled together and she was relaxing languorously in her sister's soft, all enveloping protective clasp, she was resentful. The rest of the night was, however, uneventful and, in the morning, it was as if their intimacy hadn't happened.
Dear Diary - I don't know what to think? Jan made love to me and it was real good. She knows just exactly where to touch me, to kiss me. And it was almost like with Bill, that last time. Except that I still feel empty. I want something in me. And Jan can't give me that. I'm mad at her, too. She's too bossy. He's bossy too, but it's different. I bet if she had in her what I've had in me, she wouldn't be bossy like she is. I wish he'd do it to her too. Maybe? Like Cathy wrote about helping him get me? He didn't need any help for that but maybe I can set Jan up for him. She didn't believe how big he is. I'd sure like to see the expression on her face when she took that up inside her!
Eileen Sweetheart,
He did it! The bastard! He got my little sister's virginity! I could kill him! I know it wasn't like the way was for you. You're a lot older. And now you know better, too. Also, I have a confession to make to you but not in this letter. I just want to remember what it's like with you. And don't you dare to do it with that awful guy again. I'll make you regret it if you do.
Hurry home!
Jan
My Darling Bill;
I'm sore but I'm happy. My bum still tingles from your loving slaps. But, most of all, my c-- is tingling and my a... , and you know why. I'm glad you came to see me. Now, maybe, I satisfied you enough that you will stay away from those two kids. You will, won't you? I wouldn't mind if I was there and helping you get them but I'm scared, if I'm not there, you'll get hooked on the young stuff. Tonight I don't need my cucumber. I had yours and that's lots better.
G'night darling,
Your satisfied slave, C.
Dear Diary - He's back. And he did me again... and again... and again... It's wonderful! I like it best in front but it's fun in back too. When he does me in front, he finishes in my mouth (so he won't knock me up). I get a real high from that. I keep it in my mouth until it starts to get softer and a bit smaller and I feel like I've got some power over him even though I know I don't. He's so big and masterful and I want to do whatever he wants, just to please him. Jan is doing me too, almost every night. I like that too, but it doesn't make me feel like I do after I've had that huge thing in me. I bet if he got it into Jan she wouldn't be such a bossy bitch. He'd like to, too. I can tell. He likes her big boobs. He's bossy, but it isn't the same. I really like doing things to make him happy.
It was by accident that the girls' big, young cousin finally did get into the 'bossy' thirteen year old. Bill and Sue both thought that Jan had gone to town with her mother but, at the last moment, Bonny had received a phone call from a former boyfriend and, although she wouldn't admit it, in the hope that it might lead to something more than a cup of coffee together, she'd left Jan behind.
Janine had showered and, leaving the shower with only a big towel wrapped around her, she'd heard a sharp cry from Sue's room. It sounded like her sister was in pain and, unthinkingly, she'd rushed into the room.
Believing themselves alone in the house, Bill and Sue were naked, in bed together. The cry that Sue's sister heard was the adolescent's sharp, gasping, exclamation when her cousin had driven his massive stake into her young body after bringing her to the verge of orgasm with his mouth. When the thirteen year old burst in upon them, Sue was on her back, her short, shapely legs spread wide, bent at the knees and her plump, young ass gyrating, while her cousin ploughed the tight furrow of her hungry, hairless young cunt.
"WHAT? NO? OH NO SUE!", Janine had exclaimed in shock, when she saw the writhing couple on the bed. Her sister, no more than a child, was submissively allowing their big, older cousin to ravish her innocent young body. To defile her. Dominate her. The big college student was violating the child. She was filled with an unreasoning rage although it was due as much to the fact that Sue was obviously a willing participant in her own ravishment as to the disparity in the ages of the rutting couple. Without thought of the implications, Janine had dropped the towel, her only cover, and thrown herself on the intimately coupled pair.
"HANH? ANNH? DON'T STOP, JOE? DON'T STOP YET!" Sue had gasped when, as the older girl landed on him and began to pummel him, he had quickly withdrawn from the other youngster's tight, steamy twat.
Defensively, he grabbed at the buxom teen and threw her, face down on the bed beside her naked younger sister. Sue, who was almost as cowed by her older sister as by her big, dominant cousin, lay cowering beside them.
"BASTARD! BASTARD! BASTARD!" Janine spat in anger as the man pinned her to the bed, his knee in the small of her back holding her down helplessly prostrate. She had believed, until now, that her own skillful, sexual ministrations had saved her kid sister from their lewd cousin's salacious clutches and the sight of her young sibling being skewered by this male monster, and enjoying it too, was too much to bear,
SLAP! SLAAPP! THWACK! SSMMAACCK! With the full-bodied thirteen year old pinned, face down, on the bed, Bill spanked her lush, ripe bottom. SSLLAAPP! SSMMAACCKK! SSMMAACCKK! He punished the soft orbs as she tried to writhe away from the stinging blows.
Sue was afraid. The timidity her big, older cousin's lecherous subjugation had created in her made her concerned now that either he, her masterful ravisher, or Jan, her bitchy and dominant sister, would blame this on her. Quickly she slipped out of the bed and ran naked downstairs.
Their big, nineteen year old cousin was, meanwhile, enjoying the ineffectual struggles of his barely teenage relative. His lust had been thoroughly primed by this girl's kid sister's soft, tight cunt and he had no thought of the dangers of what he was doing. Janine's bum was bigger, rounder and softer than her sister's and, when he spanked it, little ripples and jiggling waves shook her reddening assflesh.
"NARR... HARR... STOP!. NARR!. HARR... DOOW... DON'T.," the buxom thirteen year old cried in anger. "NARR... HARR... NAARRRR! "
Bill suspected that this girl was going to be more difficult to tame than her eleven-year-old sister but he knew, also, that if he didn't, he would be in serious trouble. He spotted, on the small table beside the bed, a smooth, wide, plastic object about a foot long and four inches wide with one end shaped like a handle. He had no idea what it was intended for but he knew, immediately, what it could be used for.
THWAACK! THWAACCK! THHWWAAAACCCK! The plastic paddle descended forcefully on the helplessly pinned girl's big buttocks and the white flesh turned a flaming pink.
"OOWWWW!. OOWWWW!. OOUUCCHH!. OOWWWOOWWW!. " Jan cried out as the paddle punished her bottom. "HELLPP! Help me Sue!" the thirteen year old cried out, turning her head to look at her younger sister who sat nude beside them, on the edge of the bed. Sue had heard the sounds of her sister's cries and, with a feeling of lascivious curiosity, returned to the bedroom. Jan stopped struggling as the burning, stinging heat paralyzed her with the hot agony from his merciless blows. Bill paused then to stroke gently her soft, pink ass cheeks and, as she felt the coolness of his touch on her exquisitely paining flesh, Jan had a momentary feeling of illogical gratitude. Already, the amoral young man had passed the first step to breaking this girl's resistance.
"NARR... NOO... DON'T!" she spat as she regained her senses. She had never in her life been spanked and, along with the pain, perhaps worse than the pain, was the humiliation of being pinned down like this, naked and vulnerable.
SSMMAACCK! THHWAACK! SSSMMMAAACCCK! Her tormentor struck her three more times and she squeezed her buttocks together, grinding her hips down to the bed as the intensely burning heat from the hard contact with her bumflesh permeated her whole lower body. She couldn't stand it. It was too painful. THHHWWWAAACCCK! SSSMMMAAACCCKKK!!! Her lush bottom jerked and jiggled from two more stinging blows.
"Nah... nah... s... s... stop... puh... puh... puhlease stop," she whimpered and then his hand was gently stroking her bum again. It seemed to drive the heat in deeper but, at the same time, it had a cool, soothing effect.
"Turn over, Jan. Turn over so I can see you." She felt him remove his knee from the small of her back and she lay there a moment, free to move. Her bottom burned and her face flamed with embarrassment. She started to follow her assailant's command but then, realizing it would be surrender to him, she suddenly pushed herself away and tried to escape.
"Oh no, young lady! You're not getting away!" Once more she was unceremoniously thrown down on the bed and his knee was again in the small of her back, pinning her plump body to the bed.
SSMMAACCK! THHWAACK! SSSMMMAAACCCK! THWAACK! THWAACCK! THWACK! THHWWAAAACCCK! Seven more times he spanked her and the burning agony from the sharply stinging blows left her sobbing with agony. And then his hand was again soothing her hot, pink bumflesh as, afraid to move, she humbly accepted the man's gentle, intimate caress.
"Duh... duh... don't... don't spank me., " she sobbed and this time, when he removed his knee from her back and rolled her over onto her back, she lay there in docile surrender.
"Are you going to do as I say, Jan?"
"Yuh... yuh... yes., " she blubbered, her tears of pain and humiliation streaking her face. "Duh... duh... don't hit me... " Her arms were crossed in front of her as, modestly, she tried to cover her naked breasts and groin.
"Put your hands by your sides, Jan. Let me see all of you."
"Nuh... hanh... nuh... hanh... nooo... oohhh nooo... ", she sobbed but, when he held up the paddle for her to see, she shuddered and cringed, her tender, still burning buttocks clenching reflexively, and she did as he ordered. Jan's face flamed with embarrassment as he looked at her naked body, her precociously huge, round breasts heaving and jiggling softly from her heavy sobs.
"Now open your legs, Jan. Let me see your pretty pussy."
"NO! N... n. noo... please... don't make me... puhlease?..."
"Spread them, Jan!" and she cringed at the sight of the paddle he
was, so threateningly brandishing. With a helpless whimper, she parted her
heavy thighs to reveal her large, fat vulva with its downy covering of fuzz
that signaled her coming maturity. The randy, lecherous young man gazed lewdly
at the girl's plump nakedness. Her belly was convex and, below her navel, was
the second convex mound, her large, round, lightly fuzzed
Bill had read a Victorian era book wherein the taleteller had subdued and conquered an arrogant young woman. Unlike Janine, that young woman had been immobilized on a sort of rack but the unprincipled college student suspected that his paddle had sufficiently cowed this thirteen year old for him to try a similar approach. But he didn't have a feather?
"You're a lovely looking girl, Jan. If I didn't know your real age, I'd never believe that you're only thirteen. Of course I'd say the same about Sue. She certainly seems to be a lot older than eleven. And she acts older, too."
As he spoke, Bill looked around the room and, finally, he spotted something for his purposes. It was an old fashioned feather duster. It was on the dresser as an object of curiosity, not for dusting and it was within his easy reach. Sue saw the feather duster in his hand and she gave a gasp of apprehension.
"Wh... wh... what are you going to d... d... do with th... that?"
"I'm going to tease your sweet pussy, my dear," he said softly as he brought it closer to her naked, unprotected vulva.
"NO! Oh no!" the girl protested and she quickly closed her legs so that only the beginning of her slit was visible, peeking out from the bulge of her fuzz-covered mons, between her tightly closed thighs.
The student once again took the paddle in his other hand and, when she saw it, Jan sobbed with apprehension. Even the cool, smooth sheets felt rough against her tenderized bottom and the thought of again suffering the pain and indignity of being paddled overcame her trepidation about being touched down there by a man. A hateful, evil man. With jerky, reluctant motions, she parted her thighs again.
"Open your legs again, Jan. All the way! Wider," he said in a soft voice. "NOW!" he added commandingly and the youngster spread her thighs quickly so as not to give him reason to paddle her again.
"Your pussy is wet, Janine? Why do you suppose that happened? Is it because you got turned on by being paddled?"
"Nuh... nuh... no... duh... duh... don't know? Nuh. not that! It wasn't that!" Her face flamed with humiliation. This despicable man was controlling her, just like he was controlling her kid sister.
Bill brushed the feather duster lightly over the fat, glistening lips of the cringing girl's pussy. Her hips jerked as she momentarily tried to twist away from the tickling touch but the renewed burning of her bottom when she moved it on the sheets reminded her of the probable penalty for resisting and, biting her full, lower lip, she tensed her body for his continuing assault. The gentle touch of the feather on her labia produced an unwilled response in the girl's loins. The fat lips of her young cunt were already swollen and slightly parted from the way she'd masochistically responded to her earlier punishment and now, with the teasing strokes of the feather along the slit, her labia quivered and seemed to part even more.
"You like that, don't you, Jan. I can tell. I think your big, fat pussy is ready for more than this, isn't it." His words made questions but they weren't asked as questions. He was telling her. "Is your bottom sore, Jan? Is it still hurting?" he asked when she moved her hips and he saw her flinch with the pain. "Turn over, Jan. Maybe I can make it better."
"B... b... but? Y... y. you're not? You won't sp... sp... spank me will you?" the girl whimpered as she rolled over onto her belly.
The lecherous, young student placed his hands gently on her big, round bottom and very gently he caressed it. Then, bending over, he placed his lips on the still pink, tender flesh and kissed and licked the smooth, hot skin of her bum. The nubile, young creature felt a surge of gratitude to her cruel cousin as his moist tongue soothed her burning bottom. She was not even aware of what else he was doing as he gently pulled open her large, soft asscheeks and began to caress the deep valley between them. Softly and carefully he kissed her tender bottom and he could feel her relax. Wetting the tip of his finger with saliva, he pressed it to her tiny, puckered bumhole, sliding it around the sensitive, crinkled target while he continued to lick and kiss her burning bumflesh.
Janine was more than a year older than her sister and, for half of that age difference, she had been intimate with her older friend, Eileen. But she was, nonetheless, barely thirteen years old and, in spite of what she'd learned from Eileen, she was an innocent girl. Her eleven-year-old sister had been more ingenuous than Janine before their cousin arrived but now her innocence had been almost totally demolished. Vagina, anus and mouth had all been initiated and she was gaining skills and developing hungers that her older sister could not yet even imagine.
Now, as the innocent thirteen-year-old girl lay, face down, on the bed while her amoral cousin soothed the hurt that he had caused, she became increasingly thankful for his kindness, just as hostages often do with their captors. And, added to her gratitude and the languor that his gently soothing lips were creating, another but different feeling was stirring in her adolescent loins. Bill's finger continued to caress her sensitive anus. As he kissed her large, soft bum, he drooled saliva into the valley between her round assmelons to keep the crinkled orifice lubricated. Gradually, extremely gradually, he increased the pressure of his intimate touch and slowly her anal aperture relaxed, a tiny dark gap appearing in the centre as if she was opening to admit something.
"Does it feel better now, Janine?" His voice was deep and, to the impressionable thirteen-year-old novice, it was hypnotically soothing, like his lips on her tender, hotfleshed bum.
"Mmmmmm... y. y. yes... it's a lot better... Just kind of hot. Thank you, Bill," she added in a meek, fawning voice, ignoring the fact that he had caused the hurt to begin with.
The lecherous student now had his index finger pushing and wriggling on her rectal orifice and he could feel the gradual yielding of his young cousin's sphincter. Under his lewdly skillful touch, the loosening bud was gradually becoming an aperture. The girl was becoming conscious of something different, a deep tingling sensation that was making her belly churn. Then, suddenly, the circular muscle relaxed to admit the skilled, young lecher's finger. He felt the greater heat and the tight clasp of the girl's gristly, elastic passage as it enclosed his finger up to the first knuckle.
"HAANNH? ANNNH? Wh... wha... what?.," she exclaimed in a choked, surprised voice as his finger entered her, sliding past a million nerve ends and sending a nauseous thrill shooting through her young loins. "NO! OH NO! YOU CAN'T!", she cried out, feeling ashamed and degraded by what he had done, although the resultant, erotic thrill that surged through her inexperienced body made her almost welcome what he'd done. Mortified that she was feeling such a degenerate desire, she suddenly twisted away from him and his finger slipped out of the hot, tight enclosure.
"NO JANINE! DON'T MOVE!", he commanded in a stern voice and, at the same time, SLAP! SSLLAAPP! SSLLLLAAP!, he spanked her bottom.
"HOOO!. Hoouucchh!. Nuh... nuh... nooo... " the girl cried out as his open handed slaps reignited the burning agony of the earlier paddling. "Duh... duh... don't spank me... please... I'll be good... wuh... wuh... won't move. again..."
The three sharp slaps had brought back to the girl the almost faded memory of her earlier paddling. And now, as he gently caressed her burning bumflesh, she felt guilty for causing him to spank her. And she felt, also, a surge of gratitude toward her tormentor for not spanking her more for disobeying him. The girl lay there in docile compliance as, once more, he kissed away the sting and the burn but now she was more aware of his finger as it again teased and titillated her bumhole.
"That's better, Janine. Just relax, my dear." The youngster felt the exciting pressure of his finger and, when it slipped through the sphincter, and more easily this time since it had been entered once already, she did no more than momentarily tense her buttocks.
"Nice... You have such a nice hot asshole, Janine. It doesn't hurt does it? Don't you sort of like the feeling it gives you when I wriggle my finger in your lovely asshole?" He now was in the tight tube all the way to the third knuckle and, as he wriggled his finger around in the clasping depths of her bowels, an ever-increasing heat in her belly assailed the girl. The unwilled excitement was exacerbated by her cousin's crude description of what he was doing to her.
"Unh... n. n. no. b. b. but?" but she couldn't make herself express the shame she felt for enjoying his salacious invasion of her bottom. His other hand was moving, stroking her from her still burning bottom to her shoulders, much as one would pet an animal. And, like a pet, the girl welcomed his gentle caress even as he probed her rectum in a most intimate and invasive way. Bill carefully worked his middle finger, along with his index finger into the tight channel and, when the girl had become adjusted to the dilation from two fingers, he worked a third into her. She lay in docile submission, her belly churning from having her young asshole diddled, her adolescent libido growing in its intensity.
"Get up on your knees, Janine." The young girl heard his command through a mental fog, breaking in on her trancelike awareness of what his invading fingers were doing to her.
"Huh?. Huh?." she queried wordlessly. Then, as he guided her, his fingers still inside her sensitive bumhole, she rose to hands and knees on the bed. She felt embarrassed again, and humbled, to be kneeling nakedly before her cousin but she could not disobey. Beside them, on the bed, her sister watched with mixed emotions. She was delighted at the way her bossy sister was being treated, pleased to see her act so obedient and submissive. But she was envious, perhaps even jealous, that Jan was going to get what Sue so desperately needed. She had been on the edge of climax when Jan had interrupted them and her underage body still seethed with the ache of her unsatisfied needs.
Bill pushed down on Jan's shoulders and, obediently, she lowered them so that her cheek was resting on the sheet. The student reached over and, one by one, he piled four thick pillows under the girl's plump belly, the combined height filling the gap.
"Now lie down again, Janine. On the pillows."
Without a sound, the buxom youngster allowed her belly to settle down on the cushioning pile, which, compressed by her weight, left her hips at a height about halfway between a kneeling position and lying flat. With docile compliance she let her cousin spread her ankles until they were about two and a half feet apart and, in this open and vulnerable posture, she waited apprehensively, wondering what he was going to do next.
"Nuh... nuh... nooo... please... nooo... " she whimpered meekly when she felt his hand touch her unsullied pussy. She was sure now that he was going to do it to her and she was afraid. But, despite her spoken objection, her physical resistance was only a barely discernible tensing of her hips. The gentleness of his caress surprised her. It was like Eileen's and less demanding that her sister's urgent fumbling tended to be. Then she felt a hot dribble on her thigh and knew that it was her own wetness. She felt a hit wave of shame that her unwilled excitement would now be evident to her cousin.
"WH... WH... WHAT?." she gasped when she felt a hot hardness against her throbbing slit. It wasn't his finger? It was too hot? He was going to fuck her! It must be his penis that she felt! She wanted to twist away from him but she did not dare.
It was, in fact, Bill's cock that she felt. Fortunately Jan had not yet seen its mammoth size or, despite the meekness induced by her cousin's rough treatment, she would have been terrified and would have tried to escape. At the moment, however, her feelings had one element of relief. She would not have to lie on her back under him and be dominated like he'd dominated Sue or like her friend Eileen must have been subjugated by Bill. If he took her virginity, that was fate. At least she'd not be the limp-limbed victim of a dominant male. She'd still have her pride.
Bill anointed his shaft with the girl's profuse offering of her lubricating fluids. He detected, as he did so, her oversized clitoris and wondered if this explained her former apparent aggressiveness. Are girls with big clits more aggressive than those with small ones? He did not waste any time pursuing that line of thought, however. As much as the thought of really fucking this plump, young morsel he had other ideas. Today he would initiate her nether entrance. Another day would be reserved for the buxom thirteen year old's cherry, if she in fact still had it.
With some difficulty Bill resisted the temptation to dip the tip of his prick in Jan's vaginal mouth to check out her virginity, or absence of virginity, whichever was the case. Easily he had oiled his shaft with her hot juices and, although his penis was considerably thicker than the combined three fingers he had already had in her nether entrance, he was sure he would slide in now with no major discomfort to her.
In her youthful innocence, Jan did not know what was next. She lay, her wide hips held high by the pile of pillows under her belly, and waited for her cousin's next lecherous act. She missed the strangely exciting feeling he had given her when he had, so lewdly, put his finger in her behind and, as she timidly prepared to take his final assault, she was a thoroughly cowed, young lady.
Bill used his hands to spread the girl's large, soft asscheeks apart. This was going to be different than with the smaller bums of Cathy and Jan's underage sister. This one had an ass that would cushion a great ride. Her puckered anal orifice was already open. It had not yet had time to return to its state of perpetual virgin tightness since he had fingered it. Arching his hips forward, he lay his massive shaft in the warm, soft valley and his thick penis rode up vertically between the spheres of her lush, full buttocks. He centered the thick, bulbous tip of his cock against the small opening and slowly began to push. The knob searched vaguely and without penetration against a surround of flesh and then he began to feel a give in the fleshy resistance, a sharp feeling of containment.
Jan's belly ground down against the pillows as she felt the pressure. He was going to put it in there! In her behind! She'd never dreamed anyone did that. Was he doing it that way because she was so young? No, that couldn't be because he was in the right place with Sue and she younger and smaller. Reflexively she clenched her ass and her anal orifice moved slightly against the man's slick cocktip.
Bill pushed and felt the pithy orifice yielding as, slowly, his peach sized knob stretched and enlarged the opening beyond what his three fingers had already done. The girl rotated her hips downward in an instinctive but useless attempt to escape, feeling a heavy pressure and a twinge of discomfort as the hard bulb popped past her circular ass muscle.
The young man held the girls wide, soft hips with his hands, rotating his cock in the tight, rubbery core of her squirming rump, pressing, digging, enlarging, in preparation for the greater intrusion. He heard her sharp, gasping whimpers as, with short advances and shorter retreats, he penetrated the hot, tight tube, inch by thick inch.
Janine, her face pressed into a bunched up blanket, bit her lower lip as she felt her cousin's penis entering her young body. Her hands clenched and tugged at the sheets as the strange sensation of having her bowels invaded by a man's cock made her belly churn with hot, almost nauseous waves. It seemed to her that he'd never reach the end as, deeper and deeper; the hot pole went into her bottom. And then she felt the front of his thighs against her bum, and his hips squirming to part her asscheeks, reigniting the fire from her spanking. The thirteen year old stifled a groan as he finally was lodged, right to the hilt, between her large, soft assmelons, his ten inch penis thrust all the way into the girl's tight, hot asstube, his hips cushioned by the soft, springy texture of her big, young behind.
Sue, still in the doorway, was vigorously rubbing her sleek, wet pussy as she sought relief from her own adolescent lust. She had taken that mammoth pole up her own, smaller bottom so she was not surprised to see her sister take it but she was, nonetheless, amazed that it could be done, even in Jan's big bottom. And she longed to have it again in her hungry, young pussy.
Driving up into Jan's hot, tight asstube as far as he could reach, Bill kneed her legs wider apart and burrowed even deeper between her warmly clasping asscheeks. He reached under her hips then so that he could get his hand on her pussy. Her hips, crushed down against the pillow as they were, limited his access but he soon found the wet, slippery softness of her fat cunt and then her surprisingly large clitoris.
Jan's firm, gristly flesh clasped him like an elastic band but her anus was broadening and loosening slightly as she became used to the intrusion. Until her cousin touched her clit, Jan was an almost lethargic recipient of his salacious assault on her big, young body. She was enjoying the strange sensations and it made her feel compliant and submissive, willing to let him do whatever he wanted, but she was not aroused the way Eileen's and Jan's tongues aroused her. Then, when the man's finger began to rub her clitoris, the added stimulation sent lewd surges through her plump loins and, with an involuntary response, she rolled her hips, opening herself willingly to even deeper penetration.
When Bill felt the young girl's big, soft ass roll under him, he knew she was close to a climax which was a good thing because he had been in an excited state ever since he'd begun his rudely interrupted fuck with her younger sister. Bracing his knees on the bed, he withdrew partway from her tight asshole, then plunged back in as, arching her back in a concave and then a convex as she thrust her buttocks up for him, fucking back at her cousin as he buggered her young ass, her face crushed to the sheets in a hot helplessness of unseeing passion.
"Hunnggh!. Unnnggghh!. Huummmmphh!" the girl grunted and then she too braced her knees and pushed back at him. The combination of the man's finger on her throbbing clit and the feel of the hot, hard pole driving into the depths of her bowels took her over the top.
"AH!. AH!. AH!.," she panted and her clenching hands tore at the sheets as she pushed back at the deeply invading cock. "Uh... Uh... Uh... UH... UH... UH... UH..." she panted and Bill felt the sympathetic contraction of her rectal channel on his cock as the buxom youngster convulsed beneath him in the throes of her orgasm. So violently potent were the contractions of young Jan's nether sheath that her well-fucked anus was larger and easier now. Bill's hips rammed into her bottom, rebounded from its soft, rounded flesh and were drawn in again, sucked in by the contraction of her passage as it seemed to cling voraciously to his throbbing staff.
Janine collapsed limply beneath him, her lush ass still held high by the supporting pillows. Gasping for breath, she felt the hugely plunging shaft driving into her young body and then the big man's full weight came down on her. Then there was a different movement of the man inside her, a sudden bucking as if the deepthrust staff was trying to jump. Then, with a last deep surge, his entrails seemed to break through his penis and spatter in swift floods high up in the young girl's body. Sue felt the burning heat as, with that last massive push into her, he exploded, sending jets of gism into the dark depths of her bowels. And then he collapsed on top of her.
"Have you had it that way before, Jan? You certainly have the build... and the aptitude.," he panted as the plump, big assed youngster quivered and twitched beneath him.
"N. n. no... no... never..." the girl replied. He still felt big and hard inside her and she wondered if he was finished. At least he hadn't been like Eileen's lover and not waited for her to cum. But this was the first time. Maybe another time he'd be just like Eileen's Bill. And then she realized she'd thought of him doing her another time. No. That wouldn't happen. She would not let him have that opportunity again. Despite her resolve that this would never happen again, she felt as if she had lost something, something she wanted to keep, when he withdrew from her bottom.
"You were wonderful, Jan. You and your sister are both wonderful. I hope we can do this again, soon."
He received no reply and the thoroughly butt-fucked youngster remained lying on the bed while he went to shower. Janine wasn't sure what she would do if he tried to do that to her again. Or to do the other.
Dear Diary - It was quite a day! Jan caught us in bed. Like, I mean really in bed. He was fucking me, really giving it to me and she caught us. Of course he stopped then and he left me so horny I couldn't stand it. But then he spanked Jan and made her let him butt-fuck her. I'm sure it was her first time. He sure tamed her but I don't think it was enough. She still acted kind of bossy after, except with him. She's scairt of him. Anyway, when he came out of the shower, I went to his room because I was even hornier after seeing him give it to Jan. I had to suck his cock but he didn't go off in my mouth this time. Then he got me to sit on top of him and he put his gorgeous big cock in my cunt and he fucked me until I had a gasm... Three gasms! And he taught me how to talk dirty like I'm doing right now. I think he likes me better than her.
Eileen Darling;
I'm so sore I can hardly move. He did it! My despicable cousin raped me! I don't think I'll be able to sit for a month. Not only the outside... he spanked me really hard... but inside, too. It felt so big. I know I ought to report him but Mom would be mad. She thinks he can do no wrong and she'd just accuse me of leading him on.
Did Jim do it to you in the behind? That's what the bastard did to me. I never knew anyone did it that way. Anyway, I'm still a virgin but that doesn't matter to you anyway, does it? I mean, for what we do we could stay virgins forever and it wouldn't change anything. And I don't mind that you're not a virgin any more, just so long as you still want me. I want you back here with me. Would you let me spank you? It hurts but actually, it's kind of nice. Except that I don't want a man doing it. Think about it.
Only three more weeks until you're home,
Love, Jan.
Dear Diary - I was wrong. Bill didn't make Jan any less bossy. She's worse than before he did her. Now she wants to be like him and spank me. And she did, too. It was fun, though. I guess I like being spanked, just like Bill said. Boy, she sure knows how to kiss me. I must of had three gasms with her. But I still like it better when Bill is inside me. It's fun kissing her, too. It kind of tickles when she pushes her pussy hard in my face. She has lotsa sorta fuzz on it. But I hope Bill comes tonight. He won't, I guess, coz Mom's home. She's been acting kinda weird lately. I think something must be bothering her. I hope she's not getting spishus.
Dearest Jan;
I hope you're not going to be mad at me but Jim and I are friends again. It doesn't change how I feel about you but it's not like with you. He is more considerate now, after I told him why I wouldn't go with him any more. I bet you'd like it too, if you tried it. (Not with your cousin, of course. That's incest.)
Anyway, Jan darling, I still want you. You're still the best!
Your ever loving
Eileen
Bonny was in turmoil during this period when her nephew was planning and executing the lascivious debauchment of her young daughters. Her state of mind was essentially unrelated to Bill but, rather, was due to an ever growing need for the sexual fulfillment that had been missing since before her ex-husband's departure some six months ago. She had been on the verge of consummating sexual liaisons on two occasions in the past month but, fearing that her daughters would find out, she had, at the last minute, backed out to the considerable consternation of her would be partner.
The thirty two year old divorcee (almost a divorcee, anyway), had lost her cherry at twelve to her unscrupulous preacher uncle. For the next three years he had periodically quelled the fires of sinful lust he had so assiduously developed in her and then, for another three years, she had become the docile, surreptitious consort of her brother-in-law, Bill's father. And then her future (and now, former), husband had provided the solace and release she increasingly needed.
Things were going from bad to worse. Not only was she unable to gain more than minimal (and non-lasting) release through masturbation but she was having erotic dreams about her young nephew. He was big and good-looking, much like his father had been when, at twenty-five, he had begun to screw his wife's fifteen year old sister. He had been Bonny's best yet lover due to a combination of skill, stamina and an eight inch organ. In her less guarded reveries, the young matron wondered if her nephew had inherited his father's endowment.
Youth, or at least younger persons of the opposite sex, seems to have an aphrodisiacal effect on many people. Bonny was no exception for, despite the guilty feeling her daydreams, (and nightdreams), engendered, she found herself fantasizing about her nephew. She wondered how he'd react if, some night, she crawled into bed with him? She wondered if he was experienced? Did he like slender women, or would he respond to her voluptuous charms, even if she were twelve years older and also his aunt?
Dear Eileen,
I should be mad at you but I'm not. I'm having too much fun with Sue. She's really great and she loves it as much as me. (I'm not just trying to make you jealous, Eileen.) I hope the three of us can get together when you come home.
And I don't care if you're doing your thing with Jim. If that's what turns your crank. But I'm never going to do it. I refuse to let a guy get on top of me or get me on my knees again, either. I get furious every time I think about what that bastard, Bill, did to me...
Dear Diary - I'm wore out. In the daytime, Bill gets me in the loft and does me and then, at night, Jan gets in bed with me and does me her way. And my bottom is sore all the time from being spanked but I really like it. It gets me real hot for what he does after. I wish he'd make Jan let him do it to her again. I know that's what she really needs. And he's only got a month more to get her.
Bill had been keeping his libido in check by taking advantage of his pre-teen cousin's precociously developed sexuality but, nonetheless, Sue's older sister was increasingly on his mind. And Janine, despite her emphatic statements to Eileen about her cousin and her growing enjoyment in dominating her younger sibling, got a strange feeling in her gut whenever she was near the big college student.
It was not that Jan was jealous of Sue; even though she knew what the young girl was allowing Bill to do to her. But her cousin always seemed to her like a cat, waiting to pounce, if she made a mistake. She was tense whenever they were together. And, whenever her mother was not looking, he would survey her breasts with a suggestive leer and then look pointedly at her bottom. She began to wear completely formless dresses to disguise her shape although the buxom, young teen's voluptuosity defied disguise.
Finally, however, it was Jan's curiosity that led to her undoing. Bill's room was in an ell referred to as the back of the house, well away from where the rest of them slept. He was, she thought, working out in the back field, as usual, and Sue and their mother had gone to town for the afternoon.
Sue had confessed to Jan about reading his mail and Jan, seeing an opportunity to get something she could use against her cousin, had gone to his room to search for his letters or whatever else she could find that would give her power over him. She was fresh from the shower and wore only a loose-fitting, belted bathrobe with nothing under it. She would get dressed after she read his letters, if she could find them. She hadn't really believed what her sister had told her about the student's girl friend and the things she wrote. But, if he did have letters saying things like Sue had told her, she'd make sure that her mother saw one. Of course the youngster didn't know of her mother's libidinous musings about her young nephew which, had things gone as Jan planned, would likely have accelerated subsequent events.
Things did not go as Jan planned. First, it took her fifteen minutes to find the cache of letters. Second, once she'd started to read them, she became aroused by what she was reading and, knowing she was alone, she took off her robe and lay on the bare mattress in the unused room. As she read the letters, she played with her plump, young pussy, imagining what it would be like to do what the college girl's letters hinted at. Thirdly, and most important, Bill was not away. He had returned from the field, showered and, by chance, observed the buxom youngster's surreptitious search. Bill had quietly followed her to the isolated room. Now, while she lay naked, one hand between her legs, the other on her precociously developed breasts, he was peering through the doorway at the ripe, young teen.
Although Sue had capably kept his lewd desires in check, the sight of her buxom, thirteen year old sister was extremely exciting to the oversexed young man. This girl, unlike her smaller, younger sister, was full bodied, very large breasted and, except for the absence of visible hair on her plump, young vulva, her figure was more developed than many of the older girls he had been with. And, as well, he had already been inside her, albeit in the nether entry, so it was not quite as if he had never had her before, even if he hadn't been in her precious pussy. Yet.
Jan's fingers were sliding over the slippery, pulpy softness of her swollen labia and she was pressing her clitoris, bringing herself close to a climax but trying to avoid going over the top. Sometimes her fingers strayed lower to the tiny, sensitive rosette of her bumhole and, as she did, she recalled how it had felt when her terrible cousin had been in her there. Her memory of the initial discomfort had faded but she got a strange, hungry feeling in her belly when she remembered the sensations she had felt when he was way up inside. As much as she hated him for what he'd done to her, the young teenager wished there was some other way she could experience the same feeling of helpless ecstasy. There was no way she would ever submit to her hateful cousin again! Or any other man, for that matter.
The girl's clitoris was exceptionally large, big enough that she could grip it between her fingers and play with it, almost like a tiny cock. This may have explained why she had been such an easy mark for her seventeen-year-old Sapphic friend, Eileen. And why she had gained so much pleasure with her pre-teen sibling.
The college student watched from the doorway and, dropping to his knees, he crept closer to the bed where the ripe-figured adolescent lay. The compliant nymphet, Sue, had been unavailable to satisfy his amoral lust for almost a week because of the pubescent juvenile's period. Now, after six days of enforced abstinence, during which the young lecher had been looking with increasing interest at his buxom aunt, his normally limited restraint in sexual matters was non-existent. Quietly he took off his shorts and T-shirt so that he was naked also, like the full-bodied thirteen-year-old girl who was sprawled on the bed, whimpering now as she moved closer to an orgasm.
"WHA? WHAH? NO! OH NO!", the girl cried out in alarm as her open body was suddenly crushed by the heavy weight of her big, hateful cousin. "GET OFF! GET OFF ME RIGHT NOW!", she exclaimed imperiously as she hit his shoulders and tried to twist her hips out from under him.
The college student knew that what he was attempting was, if anything, even worse than when he had ravished the teenager's lush ass but, unhampered by moral scruples, he pinned her wrists above her head while her legs kicked and thrashed ineffectively.
"This'll be better than fingers, Jan. Maybe even better than your little sister's mouth. You oughta be punished for leading Sue the way you have!", and using his superior size to advantage, he wrestled her over onto her belly, pinning the struggling thirteen year old face down on the mattress and holding her there with a leg over her thighs.
"No.no.no.no.no...", the girl panted as she strained to free her wrists from his strong grasp and to twist out from under the big, young man's leg but he was too big and too strong for her.
SSLLAAPPP! SSMMAACCKK!! THWAACCKK!! SSLLAAPPPP!!! The sharp cracks of sound as Bill fiercely spanked the girl's big, soft bottom resounded in the little room. SMMAACCKK!! THWAACCKK!! SMMAACCKK! He watched the fleshy globes bounce and jiggle, the skin turning first, pink, then a bright red as he punished Janine's full, round buttocks.
"No! Oh no... doh... doh... don't...", she pleaded, tightening her bottom defensively as she pleaded for her cousin to stop.
Bill ceased his stinging blows on her rotund behind and began to squeeze and stroke the hot, reddened melons. "Are you going to behave now, Jan?" he asked in a gentle voice, his other hand slipping under her to cup her fat, fuzzy quim while he continued to maul her ass cheeks.
"Doh... doh... don't spank me..." she blubbered. It felt as if her bum was on fire and his massaging hand was driving the heat right through her lower body. The memory of how he had spanked and subjugated her, less than two weeks ago, was still vivid and her rectum clenched, tingling with an unwilled, obscene anticipation, certain that he was going to take her there again. "L... l... let me go... doh... doh... don't do it..."
Slap. A light tap on the girl's bottom caused a sharp intake of breath as she braced herself for another spanking.
"Are you going to be a good girl, Jan?"
"Y.yuh.yes... just d... d... don't spank me.
"Turn over, Jan. Lie on your back!"
Biting her lower lip to stifle her sobs of humiliation, the girl obediently did as she was told. She crossed her arms in front of her buxom, nude body, trying to cover her breasts and her groin but, although she managed to hide her nipples, her voluminous titflesh escaped the cover of her amrs and was still visible.
"Put your arms by your sides, Janine! I want to see all of you."
Jan paused for a moment, looked toward the door and then, even though she had already telegraphed her intention, she made a sudden move to get off the bed. Bill grabbed her and, lying back, pulled her down on top, feeling the mounds of her big, soft breasts pressing to his chest as he wrapped his arms around her to hold her close. Jan wriggled and squirmed, trying to escape but the big, strong young man easily held her down and, freeing one hand, he began to spank her again.
SSLLAAPP! SSMMAACCKK!! SSLLAAAPPP!!! His hand stung from the contact and he could imagine how much more the girls tender bumflesh burned. Her struggles ceased immediately.
"Nuh... nuh... ooohhh nooo... doh... doh... don't..." she pleaded as she went limp above him, her soft, fleshy body covering and seeming to embrace him. As before, he began to maul her hot asscheeks and, adjusting his position, he got his throbbing tool between her slackly parted thighs.
"You're not going to try that again, are you Jan?", he asked in a severe tone of voice as he felt the wet heat of her wet, vulval slit surround his shaft. He began a slight up and down motion, causing his staff to slide in the slick crevice. He could feel the hard bump of the girl's oversized clit and knew that, with a little time, he could overcome the last vestiges of her resistance.
"Nuh... noo... j.j.just don't spank me..." the youngster whimpered tearfully. He no longer had to hold her down and, as he squeezed and caressed the shelving prominence of her bottom, the girl felt a pleasant relief. She felt also the hot hardness against her genitals and, despite her fear, an unwilled heat built in her virgin loins.
"I want you on your back again, Jan. No tricks now, eh?"
Jan submissively allowed her cousin to roll her lax body off of his and, as he eased her down flat on her back and then looked down at her lush, nude body, her face flamed with embarrassment. Instinctively, she made as if to cross her arms in front and then, remembering how he had spanked her, her arms fell back by her sides,
With thumb and forefinger, Bill played with the youngster's nipples, the three inch diameter areola pebbling to his touch and her thick, young nipples popping to instant erection. Her fat, lower lip trembled apprehensively as his skilled caress sent hot thrills coursing from her breasts to her churning belly. Her pretty face was flushed, and not only from embarrassment, for his touch was arousing womanly emotions in her ripe, young body. Her huge breasts sagged outward above a roll of fat at her waist and her hips flared out, much wider than her younger sister's and wide as any woman's. In fact, the amoral young man thought, except for the youthful appearance of her face and the lack of hair on her plump, prominent mons, she could have been as old as her mother.
"Have you been fucked, yet, Jan?" the young man asked as one hand cupped her plump mons. "I mean, here." he added as he dug a finger into her cuntmouth, "I know you've already had it here." and he touched her crinkled anus.
"Nuh... no... please?" the girl whimpered fearfully but his fingeres were now on her clit as well as her nipples and she was unwillingly experiencing a growing heat in her belly. "Doh... doh... don't..." the youngster blubbered, "Doh... doh... don't do it... I'm a virgin." Even as she used her virginity as a defence, she realized that her cousin would not be deterred by her vestal state. Already he had taken Sue's virginity and she was only eleven years old.
"Just relax, Jan. Relax." Bill's deep voice was soft and soothing as he gently caressed his thirteen-year-old cousin's large, pneumatic tit-mounds, looking lustfully at her plumply convex belly and her full, barely separated thighs that framed her fat, hairless vulva. Then he rolled over on top of the timidly submissive youngster, his knees easily forcing her limp legs wide apart.
"NO! OH NO!", Jan cried out in near-terror when he raised up above her and, for the first time, she saw his mammoth organ. The long, thick staff was poised threateningly, only an inch from her cringing pussy, the impossibly huge weapon jerking and jumping as if it had a life of its own. "Please Bill? Oh, please? You can't?", she gasped tremulously, her body paralyzed with fear. "It's too big? You'll kill me?"
Bill used his hand to guide the bulbous knob to the fat folds of her hairless twat and, as his teenage cousin lay in abject submission, he stroked the soft, sensitive slit.
"Relax, Jan. You're a big girl. You're lots bigger than Sue. You have a fat cunt, baby. You need a big cock. Just relax."
The innocent youngster heard his salacious words as if from a great distance. The hot, hard penis was burning her tender cuntflesh and, despite her fear, the heat in her young belly was growing to unknown proportions. Her stomach bulged with tension, her full thighs trembled and tears rolled down the sides of her head but, thoroughly cowed by her big, lecherous older cousin, she could make no move to escape her certain fate.
The immoral college student played on the girl's adolescent senses, concentrating pressure on her large, sensitive clitoris with only occasional forays to the greater heat of her unseasoned cuntmouth. She was sobbing but, at the same time, her whimpers were becoming increasingly laboured. She was, he knew, rapidly approaching a climax and he was determined to complete the devirgination of this big, ripe youngster just when she lost control of her juvenile libido.
"Relax, Jan. Relax. Cum, baby. Cum. It's like Sue's hot tongue on your juicy cunt, Jan. Just relax."
Her cousin's lascivious words added to the unfledged youngster's excitement, an almost hypnotic lethargy suffusing her as, inexorably, his intimate caress aroused her to a state of yearning frustration. Bill felt the first bulging twitch of her twat as the young virgin reached her unwilled but unstoppable peak and he directed the thick knob to the intense heat of her unfucked, young cuntmouth.
"Oohhh... aahhh... haannhh..." Jan panted as the first debilitating spasm of climax surged through her virgin loins. She was only vaguely aware of the distending pressure as he dilated the small orifice and the tip of his throbbing cock disappeared inside.
"Now, baby. Cum!", Bill gasped, steadying her shuddering hips and thrusting into the tightly clasping entrance. His ingress was blocked by her unsullied hymenal barrier and he saw her eyes widen and her jaw sag as she uttered a sharp, breathless gasp. Her pelvis tilted with instinctive acquiescence as, carried away by the heat of her climax, the tremulous teenager surrendered to her unprincipled assailant and, with no moral qualms whatever, the young man pushed harder. There was a slow yielding, as if he was pushing against a dentists' dam and the girl winced with the pain of imminent defloration. The unprincipled college student felt the tender membrane split and, delightfully, his thickly throbbing organ was surrounded by the moist, warm softness of her sheath. The girl's hot, vestal blood bathed his shaft as he sank deeper, the thick knob forcing apart the walls of the narrow sheath as, inch by dilating inch, he buried its huge length inside the spasming passage until his hips were meshed with hers, his weight crushing her into the mattress.
"Nyannh?... nyannh?... nyaannhh?." the young girl whined wordlessly, sounding as if she did not understand what was happening to her and her pretty face twisted in a grimace of juvenile lust. Her cousin's hips raised up from hers and, still skewered by eight inches of his gargantuan appendage, her young body jerked and squirmed around the thick, hot fuckpole.
With difficulty, Bill held back from hammering the youngster's well padded hips and releasing his pent-up lust into her ripe, adolescent body. Jan's unschooled writhings and the contractions of her innocent fuckwell were almost too much for the undisciplined, young lecher but he wanted to totally sate and subjugate his plump, thirteen year old cousin. Determined to stay his own climax, he slowly pushed all the way back into her, stretching her unused, elastic cuntal passage as his full weight came down on the youngster's softly quivering frame.
"Bill?... hannh Bill?... hannh... whah?... whah?" Jan panted. A feeling of languor left her weak and breathless but, at the same time, there was a deep ache in her lower regions as her novice fuckwell protested its huge, first-time expansion by her cousin's mammoth tool. He was heavy on her but the warmth of being covered by his big body gave her a feeling of security that even the ache in her ravished loins could not dispel.
The man rotated his hips against hers, the thick base of his cock massaging her clit, his coarse pubic hair rubbing scratchily on her soft, unfledged quim. Jan's large, round boobs cushioned his chest and, as he ground against her submissive body, they rolled softly under him.
"Do you like it, Jan? Does it feel good to be fucked?"
The girl felt small and insignificant, totally dominated by her big, older cousin. He was in her, filling her. It was as if his massive cock was a stake that was pinning her to the matress. "Hunh? Unh? Unh? Uunnnhhh?" she gasped weakly as she felt the cunt-stretching fleshpole begin a series of short withdrawals and re-entries.
The girl was tight and hot, her sheath grasping his shaft with a soft, glove-like grip as he gradually increased his tempo. She was moaning now, a low keening sound that rose and fell with the motion of his hips. The friction on her expanded cuntwalls combined with the sliding of his shaft over her clit to, once again, lift her juvenile libido to a climax. Carefully, the skilled cocksman took his adolescent cousin to three more orgasms, each easier than the preceding, and her inexperienced passage gradually relaxed its virginal grip.
"Fuck me, Jan. You're a big, strong girl. Move that lovely ass of yours and fuck up to me!"
The thirteen year old novice was still jerking and twitching from her fourth orgasm when her cousin broke in on her semi-conscious state with his lewd direction and, as he spoke, his hands slid under her big buttocks, his arms pushing her legs wider apart.
"Hanh? B.b.but? Hanh... Bill?" she whined, not sure what he wanted.
"Move it, Jan baby. Move it!" He pulled her up, closer, then let her sag down again before pulling her up again. "Like that Baby. Move!" He was supporting his upper body away from hers and she looked up timidly and attempted to move as he directed.
Jan had been spanked and fucked into a state of subservience and, obediently, she tried to do as told. Her first motions were awkward and tentative but, discovering that she could arch her back up to him and desirous of pleasing her lecherous master, she was soon undulating with verve, if not with smoothness. And he was moving also, his mammoth tool coming almost out of her elastically gripping cuntsheath, then plunging back in to meet her upward heave.
"Hunh... hunh... hunh... hunh...", she grunted as her cousin drove, time and again, to the depths of her inexperienced passage and, as she fucked up at him, the hot pressure in her young belly grew again. It wasn't very long but, as she took her first real fucking, her breathing became laboured and her motions became faster and less rhythmic. Tamed by her immoral relative, submissive and compliant, the tractable youngster was gripped by an incredible passion. Her fingernails raked his back, her legs flopped loosely as she grunted with the effort.
Bill drove harder against his nubile partner, his pubis bruising her plump mons, his oversized organ plumbing the deepest reaches of her young body while she wallowed in lascivious acquiescence beneath him.
"Unnh... unnnh... uuunnnhhh... AAANNNHHHHH!!" the girl cried out and he felt her tight passage suddenly relax, yawning to a loose-fitting sleeve as she was wracked by her most intense orgasm yet. And then, as she collapsed quivering beneath him, her novice sheath locked on the thickly intruding shaft and squeezed with tightly milking spasms.
Waves of sensation washed over the plump young girl and, as her compliant body writhed in a paroxysm of lewd, juvenile passion, she felt the hugely distending, belly-deep pole swell within her and then, just as she collapsed, prostrate, panting and gasping beneath him, the first blast of superheated gism jetted into her adolescent fuckwell. Her cousin ground against her slackly quivering body and her cushioning hips jerked as successive spurts of semen flooded her spasming passage.
The randy college student savoured his young cousin's timid acquiescence as he completed his conquest of her virginity, her vagina involuntarily milking his bucking, spitting cock and extracting the thick, creamy sperm into her unschooled depths.
"Great, Jan... you're great..." he panted as his full weight came down on her yielding, subservient young body. Jan was conscious only of the heavy wetness that had inundated her innocent belly and the total, overwhelming dominance of her lustful, masterful cousin. She was humbled, defeated, conquered, and the impressionable adolescent lay submissively under him, relishing the security of his belly-filling intimacy with timourous, consenting surrender.
"And now you've truly been fucked, Jan." He made a few more thrusts in her cum-flooded fuckwell with his still hard cock. There was a slight gurgling sound as he withdrew from the first-fucked passage and the young girl lay, legs still widespread, as he rolled off to lie beside her. Jan's eyes looked with awe at the thick, slowly deflating rod and then at her own body, marvelling that she had taken it all inside.
"Will I have to spank you again, Jan? I mean, to get you to fuck me?" His fingers traced a path from her heavy, young breasts to her fat vulva, a trickle of blood-tinged gism oozing from the soft, hairless slit and confirming the loss of her virginity.
"No... ooohhh Bill? Yer not? Like? Yer not going to do it again, are you? Like? I'm not used to it?"
"Not right now, Jan. But maybe tomorrow."
"Uh? Alright, Bill. If you want to. You can do me now, even, but?..." and she shuddered at the thought of being covered by him again.
Dearest Jan;
Doing what Jim and I do doesn't change how I feel about you but it's not like with you. He is more considerate now, after I told him why I wouldn't go with him any more. I bet you'd like it too, if you tried it. (Not with your cousin, of course. That's incest.)
I think it's awful that he's done it to Sue. Not only because she's so young, because I've learned over the years that girls her age do sometimes let it happen, but because he's her cousin. But I think she may have had something to do with it, too. Don't be mad at me for saying this, but I've heard in school that she kind of invites the guys to take some liberties. I don't mean to go all the way or anything like that, but she does show off her body and a lot of the older guys have noticed her.
Anyway, Jan darling, I still want you. You're stil the best!
Your ever loving
Eileen
My dearest Eileen,
I think I know why you're doing what you do with Jim. I'm not a virgin now and it was... ? I can't describe it, but it was the most... Well, you know what I mean because you've done it, too.
Bill is really not bad. In fact, I like him. I guess he had to do it the way he did in order to show me how good it is. I understand why Sue lets him do all those things to her, now.
But I'm worn out. He must have rearranged me, inside, or he'd have never got it all in me. I never dreamed that a guy's... you know... was as big. Was it like that with you?
Your friend, J.
18 Dear Diary - Bill done it! He fucked Jan! She won't admit it but, tonight, she didn't want me in bed with her and Bill was kind of cool to me, too. But I seen the blood on the mattress in the old room and I'm sure that's where he done her. But tomorrow I'm gonna get him. I aint had it for a week and even if he's doing her, too, I want it.
19 Dear Diary - Damn! He wouldn't let me get in bed with him. He sez Mom's getting spishus. I hope it's not coz he likes Jan better? But he may be right about Mom. I seen how she looks at him. She stays around him a lot, too, so she may be trying to be sure he don't get me alone. I bet she'd be some mad if she knew that he's done it to me and to Jan, too. I wonder if she misses having Dad around? Maybe it don't matter when you get older?
8 Jan Darling:
I don't know if I'm happy for you or jealous? At least I don't have to feel guilty any more. But your letter was less than specific. What did you mean when you said "he had to do it the way he did"? How did he do it? I mean, like, what he did to you before is absolutely disgusting. What did he do this time? Anyway, I'm glad you liked it.
Jim is getting to be awful, lately. He's not satisfied just to... you know? He keeps trying to get me to use my mouth and he's tried to do what your cousin did to you, the first time. Of course I won't let him. I do let him kiss me though. Like, you know, the way you do. He's not as good as you but I think a guy won't ever be as good at that as a girl because he doesn't know exactly where it feels best. I can hardly wait until I get home so we can do it together.
Only two weeks until we're together again. I'm so glad you found that guy to deliver our letters. Now our writing will be up to date.
12 Darling Eileen:
It's so much better to be able to write and know you'll have my letter tomorrow.
Maybe you should let Jim do what he wants? It's not bad, really. In fact,, it's kind of fun. I know that it sounds kind of yucky to let him put it in your mouth but it really isn't. It's like when you do it to a girl, in a way. You can tell how excited it makes him. When he done me that way, the first time, he was doing the same thing to me and I didn't think it was fair to say no. Then, once I got started, it was easy. Of course I can't get all of it in my mouth but it's fun to try. And, when he went, the first time, I near choked. But I can't get pregnant.
This afternoon he got me and Sue, both, out in the little, old barn in the back field and he did it to both of us. He kissed Sue while he did me, then kissed me while he did her. And he waited until we'd both had our climaxes, twice, before he went, himself. I let Sue have it, this time. But I still want you home with me.
Missing you,
Jan
20 Dear Diary - I guess he likes me as much as he likes Jan. He done us both today. Out in the old barn in the back field. I'd rather have him all to myself but at least I got satisfied. And he finished with me, which may mean something. He made me cum twice, once by kissing me while he fucked Jan, then by fucking me while he kissed her. And then he went in my mouth. I most strangled, he shot so much. I guess it was coz he'd been doing it to us for so long?
Mom looked at us kinda strange when we got back but I'm sure she don't know what he's doing to us. And tonight she really was looking at him a lot, speshly at his crotch. I wonder?
9 My Innocent Sweetheart,
Oh Jan, I'm so worried about you. I think your cousin must be a truly degenerate person to do to you what he has done. You are, after all, only thirteen and, as well, he is your blood relative. To think that he has taken two innocent girls and done the things he has is sickening. I know now I must get home, and soon, to save you from him.
After I read what you wrote, I just couldn't let Jim do anything more to me. All I could think about was my plump, young darling being ravished by that awful man. Please don't let him do any more? Please wait until I get home? I'll make you happy, I promise!
21 Dear Diary - Mom almost caught us today! We was up in the loft where he first done me and Mom came in. I think she was looking for something and she climbed up the ladder. He got us both covered up with hay but if she'd got off the ladder she would have caught us, for sure, and he had all my clothes off, too. Boy, was I ever scairt. But after she left, when he got in me again, it was super! I think it was coz I got so scairt. It felt like he had a hose in me, he went so much. Jan sez he could knock me up so I guess I gotta be careful. She sez she gets him to finish in her bum or her mouth, most of the time so he don't knock her up.
13 My Jealous Friend:
You are jealous, aren't you, Eileen? That's why you said those things about Bill? But don't be. I still want you, more than him.
If you think it's awful for him to be doing us, then what I'm going to say next will really make you upset. I think Mom wants him! She sure looks at him a lot, and not like he was her nephew. Wouldn't that be awful? I mean, like, she's so much older and it seems a lot worse than cousins doing it.
Anyway, she won't get him tonight. We took an awful chance but we went up in that little back room. (You know the one I mean, the one with the mattress where you showed me how.) I got so excited that I even let him go in me and, the way it felt, he doesn't have anything left for anyone else. But I don't really think Mom would do it, anyway.
Can't wait to be with you,
Jan.
Everything looked fuzzy and Bonny had a feeling of lethargic contentment. Well, not exactly contentment because the emptiness, the amorous longing was stronger than ever. Putting it crudely, she was horny! Bonny looked at her nineteen year old nephew through eyes that were clouded by alcohol. She never had been able to hold her liquor and, after four drinks, she sensed that she was getting drunk.
Bill wondered about his aunt. She'd kill him if she ever found out that he'd fucked her two young daughters. But they were certainly hot stuff. Had they inherited it from their mother? What did his aunt do for satisfaction now that she was without a husband? He felt a stirring in his groin, even though it was only two hours since he'd been on, and in, her buxom, thirteen year old daughter, Janine. The way Bonny sprawled on the sofa beside him was almost indecent. Her robe was open halfway to her waist so that the deep valley between her obviously oversized breasts was bare, the swell of titflesh showing in white contrast to the navy fabric. As well, as she leaned back with her legs spread, one full thigh was bared almost to her crotch. Was it an invitation? What would she do if he put his hand under her robe?
The sex-starved young matron was wondering, dreamily, about her big, handsome nephew. He was old enough. Much older than she had been when her uncle had seduced her or even when his father had taken up where her uncle left off. She wanted to touch herself as she did at night when she imagined his big, hard body against hers. He'd be shocked if he knew what she was thinking of. Had he ever been with a woman? Would he be attracted to someone as old as she? She could feel the moistening between her legs and her nipples erecting against the soft fabric of her terry robe. She'd have another drink and go to bed. Alone. And masturbate.
"Get me another drink, Bill. I'm drunk but I'll have one more." She studied him, trying to fix his image clearly in her mind for her later enjoyment when she would picture his facial expression when he entered her. Would he look scared, or happy, or just plain sexy? Was he as big as his father? Her gaze strayed to his crotch as she tried to find some indication of his endowment.
Bill was embarrassed. He hoped that his shirt hung down far enough to hide his erection. He'd never had a woman as old as her. Would she know tricks that younger ones didn't know? Going to the kitchen, he mixed his aunt a strong drink. It was easy, with vodka, to do that without her knowing. And, when he returned he carried the newspaper, using it to hide the prominent bulge of his sweatpants.
"Do you have a girl, Bill? Is there someone at college that's your special friend?"
"Well, sort of, Aunt Bonny. But Cathy's not as nice as you." He blurted the second sentence almost without thought. And, in fact, Cathy was not as nice, not for his tastes. His aunt was a larger version of Jan and he imagined what it would be like to be surrounded by her ample charms. It made him feel guilty because she was his mother's sister but then he rationalized that it wouldn't be any worse than what he'd already done to his cousins.
"This is a strong drink, Bill. Are you trying to get your old aunt drunk so you can take advantage of her?" Bonny giggled to show she was just kidding him but, wistfully, she wished he was doing just that. What the hell. It was no worse than with her uncle or her sister's husband.
"You're nice, Aunt Bonny.", the college student said, forcing a blush. Maybe he could get her to? No... he had to stop thinking that way.
"You're not a lot younger than me, Bill, but I feel so much older. Tell me... what do young people do nowadays? I mean, when you're on a date? After? Do you? You know... they say that things are easier than they were ten or fifteen years ago?"
"What do you mean, Aunt Bonny?" Bill asked in apparent innocence as he placed his hand as high on her bare thigh as he could without opening her robe more.
The woman ignored his intimacy. It was probably just and innocent touch. "Well, Bill, when I was your age and a guy took me out, to a movie or a dance... then afterwards he'd try to kiss me. And maybe, if it wasn't a first date, I'd let him. He'd try other things too but of course I did not allow anything... What do you do nowadays?"
"I guess it's a lot the same, Aunt Bonny."
"Oh? I'd got the idea that...", and Bill watched his aunt take a long sip from her drink, then lick her full, shiny red lips with her pink tongue. It was a sexy, suggestive action and he wondered if it was meant to be that way. "I've heard that things go beyond just a kiss. Do you do anything more with Cathy?"
Bonny was suddenly relaxed. Totally relaxed. The hand on her thigh was warm and she was conscious that his fingers were creeping ever higher, under her robe, only inches away from her sex and she could feel an increasing tingling in her loins. Definitely her nephew's touch was not just innocent. She had to get up and go to bed. She knew that. He was still in his teens and, even worse, he was her sister's son. The buxom woman slumped lower on the sofa. She'd leave in just a moment, she told herself, even as her loose fitting robe climbed higher on her thighs.
Bill' balls were aching, even though he'd emptied his sperm into young Jan's tight, hotly milking cunt a short while ago. Was his aunt signalling that he could go farther? Was she willing? He could stop now and then, later, visit Sue. But the thought of being in this older woman's big, lush body was overwhelmingly appealing. He'd fucked her daughters and then he'd be fucking her, too. And, if she found out about Jan and Sue, she couldn't say anything.
"No, Bill. No. Be a good boy." Her voice was faint, her words slightly slurred, as she slumped down, eyes closed, her hands lying limply by her sides. The horny college student was caressing the soft flesh of her inner thigh, his fingers making little circling movements, widening circular motions. She was not firm like Sue, or even like the plump Jan, for that matter. But there was a velvety texture to her skin, a slight downiness and then his finger was at the juncture of her thighs and he felt the coarseness of her pubic hair. And the slick wetness. She was thinking of the same thing he was! She wanted it!
"NO! STOP!", his aunt cried out when his other hand suddenly slipped under the top of her robe to cup and squeeze the marvelous, heavy fleshbag. But, despite her loud spoken objection, she made no move to turn away. She was still sprawled, eyes closed and her full thighs moving wider apart. Her nipple was hard and fat, like a grape. He rubbed it and the fingers of his other hand moved over the fat, wet softness of her labia. Mentally, he compared the feel with that of her young daughters. She was not smooth and hairless, like them, and the pulpy, slippery fleshrolls of her labia were parted, not close together like those of her inexperienced offspring and he imagined the feel of her softness wrapped around the base of his cock. He slipped a finger into the snug, wet clasp of his aunt's vagina and felt it contract.
"We can't?. Oh no... We can't, Bill? Don't touch me like that." But even as she whimpered her denial, Bonny's wide hips pushed forward as she sought her nephew's skillful, illicit touch. Her body was on fire with desire. But what if her sister, or his father, or worst of all, her daughters found out. "No, Bill. No. It's wrong. I'm your aunt."
The lecherous young man was incited as much by the thought of conquering the mother of the two young girls he had devirginated as by the salacious sight of her ample body sprawled so immodestly beside him. Her protests were faint, as if she was not serious with her objections and he slid off the sofa to kneel in front of her, almost a parody of a suitor proposing marriage.
Bonny made a start to rise but, when her nephew's hand grasped the lapels of her robe and pulled them wide apart, she slumped back again, looking at the young man through drink-blurred eyes.
Bill, on his knees, moved closer to the loosely sprawled woman. Her legs parted wider, without resistance as his body pushed forward and he looked at her nakedly open body. Bonny's lower jaw hung slackly, as if she was only semi-conscious, her full, red lips parted, Her breasts sagged outward, the large nipples pointing down and the soft fleshbags jigging loosely with her heavy breathing. Below the convexity of her plump, round belly, her mons was covered by a luxuriant bush that she had trimmed to a perfect, inverted triangle. And at the apex of the triangle the young man could see in the light from the nearby lamp, the twin rolls of her labia. He bent forward and, as his hot breath caressed the glistening wetness of her gaping cuntlips, he saw them pulse and quiver. The woman was his! She was waiting for him to kiss her there! And he knew that, after that, to fuck her would be merely a matter of mounting her. She would be no different than other younger and more reluctant girls he had seduced except that, unlike many of them, she would not be a virgin.
"No... no... don't... don't..." his aunt whimpered breathlessly. He filled his hands with the soft profuseness of her titflesh as he buried his face in her fat, pulpy pussy-pudding, his tongue flicking into the slippery, wetly open crevice.
"Haannhhh... Aaannhh..." Bonny gasped and she shuddered with the sensation of his oral caress. For the briefest moment her body tensed as the enormity of what she was allowing to happen broke through into her drink-fogged mind. Then, as his pebbled tongue lapped along the gap between her swollen cuntlips to press on her large, erect clitoris, the overheated matron surrendered to her lust. She grabbed his head, pulling his face right into her throbbing pussyflesh and her thighs locked around his ears as she began to rock her wide hips. "Hanh... hanh... hanh..." she panted, her pent-up passion controlling her actions.
Bill felt the woman's soft cuntflesh palpitate and bulge against his face as he locked his lips around her clit and thrummed it with his tongue. She was cumming. Already she was cumming. She had been more than ready for this he thought, triumphantly.
The woman couldn't breathe. Her belly fluttered and she went, otherwise, rigid as the first wave of orgasm washed over her loins. His tongue left her clit to push into her spasming cuntmouth and her legs relaxed, flopping open widely as she was engulfed by her most satisfying climax in almost a year.
The young man, with the skill of his precocious experience, tongued and titillated his aunt's pulsating pussy until she pushed his head away.
"Don't... hanh... d... don't...", she panted. "I can't stand it."
Lifting his dripping wet face from between her widely splayed legs, he slipped his hands under her large buttocks to bring her down to the floor with him.
She felt to him like a warm, heavy sack stuffed with pillows as he began easing his aunt's unresisting body off the sofa to the carpet. Her arms went around his neck and she hung on, her big ass sliding over the velvet sofa cushion and then, with a slight thump, her hip landed on the floor where she lay limply on her side.
Bill was squirming out of his sweatpants and looking lustfully at Bonny's huge, soft breasts. They flopped and jiggled as, in unthinking compliance, she adjusted her position, turning from her side to lie flat on her back, her legs parting in a smooth movement of readiness.
"Oh no Bill... no... no... we can't...", she moaned but her acquiescent position totally contradicted her words. Even though the young man had just blunted the edge of her lewd desires with his skilled tongue, the sex-starved, half-drunk matron was living her recent dreams. Her young, hard-bodied nephew wanted to give her what she'd imagined him doing to her as she'd masturbated. She still kept her eyes closed as if that would make it just another dream. Then she felt his lips in the valley between her breasts, his hands caressing their heavy fullness with surprising gentleness. His mouth closed over one nipple, sucking and nibbling it, his tongue thrumming on the sensitive erectile, sending more hot thrills coursing through her belly to her overheated loins. And then she felt the hot hardness of his organ bump her hip. He was moving, seeking, while both his hands were squeezing her swollen, aching breasts. She tilted her broad pelvis, and her own hips moved, blindly seeking that wonderful, carnal connection. And then she remembered where she was, on the living room floor, probably visible from the top of the stairs. The girls could see them if they looked. She had to stop!
"No! Oh No! No!" she cried out in a loud whisper. "Get off me! We can't do this! It's wrong!"
Bill was momentarily dismayed at his aunt's sudden change of mind. But then he realized that she was not trying to push him away. She was still flat on her back, her legs widespread in compliant acquiescence beneath him. She was pretty, her large lips parted her dark face flushed with excitement. Ignoring her whispered protest, he settled slowly down on her hot, soft body and lay, crushing her breasts and belly with his weight as his mouth closed over hers.
Bonny could feel the hot hardness of his penis lying against her throbbing vulva and, as his tongue slipped into her mouth, she whined in lustful surrender to her illicit desires. Bill was reaching down between their closely pressed bodies now, his fingers touching the pulpy-soft, slippery groove of her fat vulva, feeling how it exaggeratedly yawned open, gaping through the coarse bush of pubic hair. He guided the tip of his cock to the mouth of the woman's vagina, hearing her whimper as he slipped inside the wetly clasping orifice.
The young matron shuddered. He was going to do it. Her nephew was going to fuck her. An obscene thrill coursed through her loins at the thought of her incestuous surrender to the son of her second lover. Her hands clutched him, digging into his shoulders and her legs rose as she tilted her hips to take him in.
Bill pushed into his aunt's big, soft body and was greeted by a sucking sensation, warm and moist and indescribably thrilling as he sank slowly into her. He heard a tortured sigh escape her lips but, as if denying her promiscuous consent, she moaned, "No... No... no... no... no..."
Bonny's lust grew with each thick inch that penetrated her long unoccupied twat. And her guilt at the lewd promiscuity of what she was doing served only to exacerbate the lascivious fervour of her prurient surrender. Deeper and deeper she felt her nephew's thick penis penetrate her hungry twat, expanding the walls of her vagina and sending fluttering, erotic thrills through her loins. The fuzziness disappeared. Everything was suddenly crystal clear. This big, handsome young man was in her. Fucking her. Her nephew was giving her what she'd dreamed of for weeks. She would make it as memorable for him as it was going to be for her.
"Yes... oohhh yeesss... give it to me... Fuck me, Bill. Oohhh fuck me!" the woman gasped, yielding to the total degeneracy of what she was doing. She reached down between their bodies as he began to withdraw and, as her hand spanned his huge thickness, she knew. He was as big as his father. Maybe bigger. He was huge. Marvelously immense. Her heavy legs rose higher to wrap around his hips and she levered her wide pelvis up to him, undulating with a skill that had not been utilized for almost a year but, like with riding a bicycle, a skill that did not go away with non-use.
The unprincipled youth sensed, somehow, that the woman was turned on, at least in part, by the incestuous nature of their coupling and, with the same salacious delight with which he had devirginated her two, young daughters, he played on the woman's wanton, licentious ardour.
"Aunt Bonny... oohhh Aunt Bonny... You're wonderful. I've never felt anything like this... You're so good to me, Auntie..." He used the diminutive, Auntie, which he hadn't used since he was a child, suspecting that his aunt wanted to be the leader, the teacher of her innocent, young nephew. "Oohhh Auntie Boo Boo... I love this... love you..."
The scheming, lecherous college student was, in a totally different way, as successful with the woman as he had been with her adolescent daughters. Her venereal passion reached a new height of total abandon as she heard her nephew talk as if he was years younger. She wanted to make him her lover, just as her uncle and later, his father had made the young girl she had once been a willing vessel for their lewd, concupiscent lust.
"Yes Joey... yesss... Auntie Boo Boo loves it too... Move on me baby... fuck me... Move your big, young cock in Auntie's hot cunt..."
Bill responded to her request with an aptitude that demonstrated his knowledge but, to the lust-driven woman, it was only the natural skill of youth. Compliantly she let him spread her legs out almost at right angles to her buxom hips. And then, as he fucked her with full-length thrusts, she saw his penis.
"MY GOD! OH JOE!", she exclaimed in awe. He was even bigger than his father. "You're huge! You're beautiful!", and as he drove into her again, she tilted her pelvis as best she could in her pinned down position and she felt the hot, jellied feeling of her impending climax.
"Yuh... yuh... yuh... now... now... NOWWWWW!", the young matron cried out as the first hot wave of orgasm washed over her loins. Her young lover felt the contraction of his aunt's snug vagina and began to drive into her rapidly, his fierce thrusts evoking breathless grunts from her as she began to hump up to him, her hips meeting his with equally fierce upward thrusts.
The action of the woman's convulsing passage was delightful but, his ardour dampened by the earlier session with her thirteen-year-old daughter, the young man held back his own satisfaction. Her soft flesh quivered and shivered with each jolting thrust as she went limp, her hips twitching, her snug fuckwell still nipping his deep-driving cock as he satisfied her immediate hunger.
While their mother was sprawled in promiscuous, incestuous abandon beneath their cousin, both girls were in their rooms, writing, Sue adding thoughts to her diary and Jan penning another missive to Eileen.
Dear Diary - I'm mad at Jan. She took Bill off by herslf tonight and that's not fair. I guess I done the same thing yesterday, though, up in the loft, but it's not the same. I had him first. I wish Eileen was home coz then Jan could do it with her and I'd have him all to myself. But I seen in her letters that she let a guy do it so she might want Bill too? I hope not. I wonder how often Mom got it when Dad was still here? I guess, when you get older, you get kind of tired of it? I've only been doing it for a few weeks so I can't tell, yet. Maybe it gets boring with the same guy all the time? I wish I could ask Mom about it.
My dearest Eileen,
I just barely sent a letter to you but I want to write to you again. I'm in bed now, and it's kind of late. Do you get that sort of relaxed feelingafter you do it with Jim? That's how I feel right now, kind of lazy and contented. The first couple of times I didn't notice it as much but I think that was because I ached, too. I don't, now, at keast not much. I think mmy body has adjusted to being... you know. I guess, if a baby can come out, then it shouldn't be surprising that he can get it all in me, but it sure scared me the first time. Was it like that with you when Jim did it?
He and Mom are still downstairs. I keep waiting for her to come up to bed. She was drinking, and you know how she gets when she does that. I'm sure glad I let him do me tonight. At least, even if she acts up, I'm sure he won't do anything crazy. (Like with your brother. I was so ashamed I could have died the night she came on to him. I don't know what would have happened if we hadn't interrupted them. I bet he was pretty embarrassed, too.) Anyway, I took good care of Bill. I can still feel his stuff up inside me. I hope I'm safe?
I just heard a noise down there. I'm going to check it out.
Bonny's legs flopped out loosely when he released her and she waited for the hot wetness of his own climax. He settled down, full weight, on her supine softness and, after a minute, when she had regained her breath, she asked softly, "Did you? Did it happen for you, too, Bill?"
"Not yet, Aunt Bonny. Can I? Like? Will you let me do it some more?" He punctuated his request with a flexing of his deeply buried shaft and felt a responding squeeze of her hot, mushy fuckwell.
"Yes... oohhh yesss my dear. As long as you want." The woman was delighted. Her young nephew was going to give her more. She began, with a skill unpracticed for too long, to use her inner muscles to compress his fabulous tool while she caressed his back and buttocks with increasing urgency. Already she could feel, building within her, a renewed passion.
"Uh, Aunt Bonny? Uh, could we... like... uh?..."
He didn't finish his question and his aunt cradled his hips with her thighs as she asked, "What? What would you like?"
"Uh, would you? Like? Get on top of me, Aunt Bonny? So I can look at you while we... we do it?"
On top of him, the young matron experienced even greater pleasure as his thick penis dug into her very core and, looking down at the big, handsome young man, she experienced an intense feeling of total lust at fucking her nephew. She brought all of her skills to bear, squeezing his cock with her cunt muscles, reaching down behind her back to fondle his large, dangling testicles and riding him smoothly.
Bill was relishing his aunt's mature ministrations, her skill making up for her lack of vaginal tightness and, as he grasped in handfuls her huge, hanging bosom he began to thrust up into her.
"Am I good, Bill? Is your old aunt as good a fuck as Cathy?", Bonny panted as she felt another orgasm approaching.
"Wuh... wuh... wonderful Aunt Bonnie...", her nephew gasped as he felt the burning heat in his balls. The woman squirmed in the most capricious and salacious manner, and the nippings and clippings of her muscular sheath against the imbedded tip of his ramrod caused him indescribable, thrilling sensations, as good as he'd ever known, even from her sexy, young daughters. "Aunt Bonny. I'm going to cum! I can't hold it!"
"Yes... oohhh yeesss... cum baby... cummm...", she moaned and her vagina contracted with the first spasm of her own climax. Her hips still rose and fell and he felt the furious pulling at his penis as the buxom woman gasped, "Yes Bill! Yes, baby! Give it to me! Give..." Then, as for a moment, her passage widened to a great gulf he heard the woman cry out in the heat of her passion.
Bill pulled her down hard and Bonny felt the enormity of sweet pain exploding, inevitably, in the soft, marshy regions of her genitals. The woman strained her legs wide apart astride him, grinding her fat mons against her nephew's pubis, his mammoth organ reaching into previously unplumbed depths of her convulsing body. She felt his organ undulating in great, squeezing jerks, deep within and then, as he grunted and held her hips down, he exploded within her, a hot, liquid torrent that pierced her belly, entering up into the deep regions below her breasts.
Bonny leaned forward, gasping for breath, her big, heavy breasts swaying and jiggling like two soft melons as she jerked and twitched with the intensity of her own climax.
The young man's eyes gradually regained focus as his aunt settled down heavily, astride him. Looking over his aunt's shoulder, he saw Jan standing at the top of the stairwell, one hand under her short nightie and one finger of the other hand in her mouth. Momentarily, he felt dismay but, as Bonny's soft, spasming sheath milked him, he relaxed in the lethargy of satiation.
23 Dear Diary - I got him more to myself now. Eileen's back and she and Jan are together a lot, doing you know what. She's only been back three days so I guess they are trying to make up for lost time. Bill's going back to college pretty soon so I gotta get as much as I can before he goes. Jan tole me she'd let me get in with her and Eileen some time. That sounds fun, but it aint going to be as gooD as with Bill.
Mom and me are going away tomorrow. She's been acting real queer towards Bill for the last week. And Jan has been acting queer with Mom, too. I don't know what's going on? I seen Bill and Mom come back from a drive in the car yesterday but she wouldn't say where they went. She acted real mysterious and Bill wouldn't look at me. But after, he went up in the loft with me and he done it to me for the longest time before he went. It was like the times he done me right after he done Jan. But that likely don't mean nothing. Mom is too old for him and, anyway,, he's her nephew.
"I don't believe it, Jan? It couldn't be?"
"Honest, Eileen. It's as big as my arm. Like this, from here to here," and the buxom thirteen year old showed her friend that she meant from her elbow to her wrist. "How big was Bill's?"
"He was about this long," and the other girl held her hands about six inches apart. "But I still think you're imagining how big he is. You couldn't take it like you did, and it would kill little Sue. It took me a few times to get used to Bill's."
Janine's best friend was in bed with her. Jan's mother and sister were both away so, except for her cousin whose organ was the subject of discussion, they were alone in the house. Eileen was older than Jan, almost eighteen. She was taller, also, about five foot seven inches, and slender. Bill had seen her come to the house that evening and had been attracted by the teenager's slim shapeliness. The tight sweater she wore clearly outlined the high, firm breasts which appeared even larger than they were because of the contrast with her small waist. Her skimpy shorts clung to a trim, delightful ass with buttocks that shelved out prominently from the concave curve of her back. At once he wondered if he could add her to his present household harem of three. She would be different than any of the others and he knew, since Jan read to him her letters from Eileen that she had been fucked before.
"If he was really that big, you'd be stretched a lot bigger down here," and the tall blonde slipped her index finger into Jan's tight, moist vaginal mouth. The two girls had already, orally, brought each other to an orgasm but, although neither would admit it, each had been disappointed. It just didn't seem the same as before Eileen went away.
"But he did, Eileen! I saw it all go in! And felt it, too. Boy, did I ever feel it!"
"Was it better than this," the older girl asked as she ducked under the covers to kiss her friend's soft, wet young pussy.
"Uh... like... it's different... I like it both ways," and Jan pulled Eileen's hips over close to her own mouth. "What about you?"
"I guess I like it both ways, too... after Bill began to wait for me... You didn't tell him... your cousin... about us, did you?"
"Oh no. I wouldn't do that!" Jan lied as she licked the lightly furred softness of her friend's quim. And then the two girls went at it with the vigour of youthful concupiscence.
Bill knew he was alone in the house with the two girls. And he was sure that Jan was sufficiently subjugated now to ensure her complete co-operation in whatever he wanted. And right now, he wanted to fuck and subjugate her older friend, Eileen.
Janine was on top, her plump, downy young pussy pressed to her friend's mouth, her own head between the other girl's widespread legs. Wet, muffled slurps and sharp little whimpers sounded in the room as they tried again to achieve the satisfaction they had enjoyed before Eileen had gone away, before both had been devirginated. There was a slight rustling sound at the door and Jan raised her eyes to see her cousin standing there. A finger on his lips signaled silence and the thoroughly trained and tamed youngster said nothing.
It was an incredibly salacious sight. Eileen's long, tanned legs were widely spread and, when Jan raised her head from her friend's pussy, the young man could see the swollen labia with just a fringe of fine, blonde hair below her lightly bushed mons. He dropped his shorts to the floor and his hugely erect penis jutted up at an angle from his groin. He walked quietly to the bed and knelt beside his subservient, thirteen year old sex-slave. She looked at him questioningly while she skillfully fingered her friend's soft twat.
Bill eased his shoulders forward on the bed so that his head was between the prone girl's long legs and Jan closed her thighs around her friend's head to muffle any sounds her cousin might make. She guessed what her masterful cousin was planning and it gave her a lascivious thrill. Now Eileen would believe how big he was. Now she'd find out what it felt like to take that mammoth pole inside her slender body.
The college student licked slowly from the bottom of the girl's slit, along the narrow crevice to where her little clitoris peeped out from between her swollen labia. The fine, blonde hairs on her mons tickled his nose as he thrummed on the slick, hard erectile and then he thrust his tongue in the hot mouth of her corrugated vagina.
Eileen didn't notice the difference. The heat in her belly was becoming a consuming fire and, when she felt the tongue enter her, she was gripped by an intense yearning for more.
"Mmmmpphh... deeper Jan... mmmph... put your tongue in deeper..."
With a nod of his head, Bill signaled the girl on top to raise up so he could position himself above her helplessly prone friend. Jan sat up then, her big bottom covering Eileen's head completely but the girl was, by this time, too aroused to realize that Jan could not sit this way and, at the same time, eat her pulsating pussy.
"Mmmmmmmpphhh... mmnnooo..." the tall girl protested when Bill raised his head and her throbbing quim was abandoned. "Don't stop... Not yet." In docile ignorance of what was happening, she limply allowed her legs to be raised and spread out wide, almost at right angles to her firmly rounded hips.
"Get off her now and hold her down," the unprincipled college student whispered to his young cousin, "You want to see her get fucked, don't you, Jan?"
Nodding her head in excited agreement, the plump youngster suddenly changed position from sitting atop Eileen's head, turning and kneeling on her friend's shoulders, pinning her to the mattress.
"Whah? Whah?," Eileen gasped in surprise and then she saw the big, young man kneeling upright between her helplessly splayed legs and she cried out, "NO! OH NO!" as she tried to kick him.
With an amazing aptitude for what she was doing, Jan grabbed Eileen's wrists and prevented her from hitting her assailants while Bill held her strong thighs down, stopping her from kicking. She lay over her face, her soft belly smothering Eileen's cries of angry fright. Then, with the slim, shapely seventeen year old completely immobilized, Bill sat back on his haunches to survey the salacious scene before him.
"Do yuh b'lieve me now, Eileen?," the buxom thirteen year old said. "He's as big as I tole yuh, ain't he! Yer gonna do her, ain'cha Bill? Yer gonna show her what it feels like inside?"
"You'd better move away, Jan. She can't see anything with your body blocking the view. Nobody can hear us, anyway. But you're not going to yell are you, Eileen? I think you'd like to have more than a tongue in your hot, little hole, wouldn't you? Something that goes in deeper?"
The helpless girl gasped for breath when Jan lifted up and then the hopelessness of her situation made her whimper in frightened anger. "I'll report you! You'll go to jail! This is rape!," she uttered through tight clenched teeth.
"And how do you think people are going to react when they hear how you seduced this helpless child for your lesbian pleasures, my dear? Jan was only twelve when you first persuaded her to do that and I doubt that people around here would be very sympathetic. They'd probably think you were getting your just desserts, wouldn't they!"
Eileen had a sinking feeling in her stomach. He was right. She couldn't turn him... them... in without her affair with Jan becoming known. And nobody, her parents, the neighbours, nobody would support her. And then her gaze moved from the young man's face down to his hips and she saw his penis. It was like Jan described. Immense! But, before she could gather her thoughts, he was speaking again.
"Do you think we ought to spank her? Do you think she needs it?"
His plump partner in this licentious assault clapped her hands in prurient glee. "Oh yes! Yes Bill! Will you let me do it too?"
The slender girl tried to resist but the bawdy pair easily turned the teenager over on her belly and, while Bill used his leg to hold hers down, Jan twisted the girl's arms behind her back and pinned them there.
"SLAP! SLAAAPP! SMACK! SSSMMAACCKK!"
"OUCH! OWWWWCH! OOHHHH! OOHHH DON'T!," the shapely girl cried out at each stinging slap on her bottom. Though not very wide, Eileen's ass was wonderfully formed and, as he spanked the firm, full hemispheres, little ripples of flesh moved away from the point of contact. Then he caressed the velvet-skinned globes and the girl felt the heat penetrate her lush bottom, seeming to go right through to her belly.
"Let me! Let me!," Jan demanded and she raised her hand to follow suit. "SSMMAAACCKKK! THWAACCKK! SLLAAPP! THWUUNNKK!!!"
"No... Oohhh no... Hurts... you're hurting me... ," the girl sobbed as she tried to twist away from her friend's heavy, stinging blows. Jan, obscenely excited by being able to dominate her friend, was striking her with more force than the man. Eileen's pain threshold was very low and her partner's forceful spanking soon reduced her to a state of meek, cowering submission.
"Enough, Jan. Don't hit her so hard," the man said, seeing the blonde's bottom turn a bright red from the heavy spanking her young friend was giving her. "You have a lovely ass, my dear," he said as he gently massaged the hot flesh, inserting his hand between the cheeks to rub the edge against her sensitive rosehole. "Are you going to be good now? Can we release you and turn you over?"
The girl, although not a virgin, was a novice at what was now happening to her, just as Jan and Sue had been, at first. The hand on her bottom felt cool and soothing and, just as had happened with Sue and Jan, she felt gratitude for the relief he was giving her and, especially for making her friend, her former friend, stop hitting her,.
"Yunh... y... y... yes... good... I'll be good... ," she whimpered and the prurient pair released her and rolled her over on her back.
The girl was a beauty. A cover girl beauty. For the first time, Bill realized just how beautiful she was. Her breasts were superb. Not as large as Jan's but incredibly firm, they stood out from her chest, two globes the size of honeydew melons and just as round. And, topping the luscious tit-mounds were her cone-shaped areola that projected up, the cones merging into the thick, blunt cylinders of her erect nipples.
Eileen looked up at the big, good looking guy, her big blue eyes wide with a apprehension and awe. The daughter of a single parent, Eileen had not known many men and Jim, who had taken her virginity, had taken advantage of her naiveté. But he was a quiet, diffident person. This man was big and dominant and he was in control. There was no doubt of that. The seventeen year old felt a shiver run down her back as she pictured, fearfully, what he planned to do to her next. Her gaze left his face and she cringed as, once again, she looked at the long, thick staff that projected out from its hairy nest. If he put all of that in her, he would go right up into her belly. And her flat belly quivered and bulged with her fright.
Bill's hands gently closed over her breasts, each more than a handful, and as he felt the hard nipples against his palms, he surveyed the rest of her body. Eileen's waist was small, very small, her trim hips appearing wide, in contrast to its narrowness. The girl's long thighs curved out gently from her hips, then narrowed at her knees, swelled out again at her muscular calves, then narrowed in at her dainty ankles.
"Eileen is lovely, isn't she, Jan. Do you want to eat that cute little pussy again before?... ," and he left the sentence unfinished.
Jan recognized the lustful determination in her cousin's voice and knew that he was commanding her to go down on her friend, even though he had worded it as a request. Without a word, she moved down between the girl's modestly closed legs and, submitting to her sex-driven adolescent friend, Eileen let her part them.
Gently and skillfully, the college student squeezed and stroked the luscious blonde's firm, full breasts and watched her closely as Jan's mouth covered her soft, swollen twat. Eileen lay there obediently, docile and compliant, her hips squirming slightly as her friend's tongue began its familiar caress of her pulsating cuntflesh.
"I want to fuck you, Eileen? I want to fill your hot, little cunt with my cock. Is she ready for it yet, Jan?"
The man's crude words shocked the girl and she wanted to turn away from his lewd gaze but her bum still burned from the fierce, stinging spanking. Her own gaze was fixed on his frighteningly huge penis and, nervously, she licked her trembling lips. "N... n.no... oh no... Don't do it. I'm scared," she stammered, wondering if he'd take pity on her?
"How about in your lovely ass, Eileen? Did your boyfriend manage to get you on your knees and fuck you in the ass before you came home?"
The girl shuddered at the revolting thought. She remembered what Jan had written after this man had done exactly that to her and she blurted out, "Never!... I'd never let anyone do that!"
"We'll see, my dear. We'll see. I think you're going to suck my cock and offer your cute ass to me before I go back to school. But tonight I want your cunt, baby. And I think it's ready. Is she ready to be fucked, Jan? Does her pussy beginning to pulsate?"
The plump thirteen year old raised her dripping face from between her friend's tanned thighs. Eileen's vulva had, in fact, begun to flutter and bulge with the undeniable, if unwilled, approach of orgasm. "Yeh... yes Bill... and so am I. You're going to fuck me, too, aren't you? I mean... after you do her? And you'll do her mouth and her bottom, won't you? Like you did to me?"
They were talking about her as if she wasn't there, the slender teenager thought, as if she was a piece of meat, discussing whether she was done yet. Only her fear of another spanking kept her lying on her back. But Jan's practiced skill had, in fact, ignited the fires of lust in her belly, despite her resentment of what they were doing to her and their lewd conversation humbled her, making her doubt her right to resist.
"Oh yes, Jan baby. You'll get yours too. After. Eileen is going to help get me up again for you with that pretty, little mouth. Now Jan, move out of the way so I can find out if she's as good as she looks."
The shapely, seventeen year old trembled with suppressed anger as she listened to them continue to discuss her in the same careless way, as if she was only a sex-object. Fearfully she watched the big, young man move above her and, defensively, she closed her legs, pressing her firm thighs together as if she was going to resist.
"I think we'll have to turn her over again, Jan? I guess she needs to be taught another lesson about obedience?"
"No... n.no... d.d.don't... I'll do it," Eileen whimpered timidly and, with jerky reluctance, she spread her long, shapely legs. They were acting as if what they were doing was completely natural and, with the big, young mann poised over her and Jan sitting beside her, she wondered if it was, in fact, common. Maybe, in her innocence, she just hadn't known?
"That's the way, baby," Bill said as he knelt over the lissome girl, "Get a pillow, Jan... to put under her."
The younger girl quickly took one of the large, hard pillows and, whimpering defeatedly, the other girl arched her trim hips so that Jan could slide the cushion beneath her. She felt humbled and defenceless with her slender body bowed upward at the waist, her flat belly taut with the tension of her fear and her anger. But she dared not resist.
"She's not even as big as Sue, is she?," the man said as he positioned himself between the girl's widespread legs. "Taller, but not as wide. Do you think she'll be as tight? Did Jim stretch your cunt for me, Eileen? Did he get you ready for me?"
"Oh Jan?... Ohhh nooo?", the teenager wailed as she realized that Jan had told this man about her and Jim. "How could you? How could you tell him?"
"I just read your letters, Eileen. I know all about you. Now open up, baby. Spread wide."
"D... doh... don't, Bill. You're too big. You'll hurt me," the girl whined, her gaze fixed on the mammoth pole that projected threateningly, only an inch from her lightly furred vulva. "Do it to Jan. She wants it."
Horrified but unable to move, the teenager felt the burning heat of his hard penis as he nudged it at the soft, swollen fleshfolds of her cringing pussy. The man was holding his upper body away from hers with outstretched arms, his knees drawn up so that he was able to stay high over her raised hips. The girl squeezed her eyes shut as if that would make him go away, as if she could will herself into safety.
"Guide it in, Eileen. You know where it goes. It's not like you're a virgin. You've been fucked before."
The girl's trembling hands reached down and, fearfully, she grasped the thickly veined staff. "B.b.but? Bill? It won't fit? It's too big!," she pleaded in a quavering voice as, obediently, she guided his pulsing spear at the moistened cavity, the peach sized knob nestling hotly against the small mouth of her vagina. "I'm scared, Bill?"
The teenager felt a hot ache as the big man pushed the bulbous tip into her, dilating the narrow portal, and she whimpered in tense fear. Bill relished the tight, wet grip of her softly clasping cuntflesh and, watching the blonde's pretty face, he drove the complete ten inch length home in her tender love scabbard with a single, forceful thrust.
"Haannnhhh... whannh... aaannhhhh... ," she exclaimed wordlessly as her slender body was speared by the mammoth fuckpole, the elastic walls of her vagina expanding, the sensitive corrugations smoothing and stretching as she was invaded. She was filled completely, filled as if a great tree were being forced up between her legs until it seemed her vagina would split with the pressure and her upward arched body was jolted by the man's forceful penetration.
"Oohhhh baby... Eileen... you're as tight as a virgin, baby... ," he moaned as the tightly clasping softness of the girl's juicy sheath enclosed his throbbing shaft. He ground bruisingly against her mons, his coarse, dark pubic hair intertwining with the sparse, blonde curls of hers. Her passage contracted like a tight glove around his long arm of stiff flesh. It squeezed and pulverized his penis within its narrow confines. In a way, punishing him as he was punishing her. He began to fuck her limber body and, with each thrust he seemed to find new depths although his organ had long disappeared to its utmost limit into her body. His penis within her was painful and heavy, thickening, expanding, seeming to swell to incredible size as he ground and swiveled against her arched hips. She ached, a deep, hot ache that was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she felt the heat in her belly growing to unknown heights as he ploughed her tender fuck-furrow.
Jan sat back on her haunches beside them, seeing the way her friend's eyes widened in an expression of fear, at first, then Jan saw the girl's eyelids flutter as she realized she was not going to be killed by the huge, thrusting penis. The younger girl enviously remembered the way it felt to be filled and fucked by her cousin's thick fuckpole and she wished she could hasten him to his climax so that she, too, could be under him, filled with his marvellous staff.
"Take the pillows out, Jan. She doesn't need them now. You're ready to fuck up at me now, aren't you, Eileen? You like this, don't you?"
As the pillows were removed and her hips lowered beneath his, the girl's long legs rose into the air and twined with Bill's. Quickly she was becoming adjusted to the belly-filling expansion of her fuckwell and the friction on her cuntwalls was creating an urgency, a total yielding within her. He fucked her with long, slow thrusts and her whole tender frame began to writhe and twist in an agony and in the rushes of air which burst from her throat. His hairy chest rubbed on her sensitive nipples and he felt their hardness, two rubbery points that dug into him, her full, round tit-globes like firm cushions beneath him. Eileen's hips were not very wide but, with her legs raised and spread, her pelvis molded to his and he felt the tentative motions, the rocking upward tilt as she responded to his slow, rhythmic thrusts.
Eileen was no longer aware of anything but the marvelous heat in her loins, her anger had evaporated in an all encompassing furor of lust. She squirmed and surged beneath him, her supple body molding to his and he sensed, rather than heard, whispered pleadings for more speed as she felt the enormity of sweet pain building up, inevitably, in the soft, marshy regions of her genitals. Bill increased the tempo of his rhythmic thrusts, hearing her gasping in a cascade of incoherent emotion as she approached her climax. The young man hooked his elbows under her knees and raised them high. Her hands clutched him with the force of a madman, digging into his shoulders, her knees stretched back so that they were pressed to her big, firm breasts and her buttocks were wriggling under his thighs. His cum-heavy testicles bumped the upturned cheeks of her lovely ass and, as he held the firm ass-melons and pulled himself even deeper into her tight, juicy sheath, he felt the passage widen to a great gulf and heard the girl cry out in despair.
"Haannh... aaannnhh... AAANNNHHHH!," Eileen groaned, her nostrils flaring and shrinking in a very upheaval of all her lust-inflamed emotions as her passage contracted like a tight glove around his long arm of stiff flesh. The girl squirmed with tiny, rippling movements of her hips, her spasming sheath involuntarily milking the deepthrust fuckpole and the man felt the rush of his own orgasm bursting from his aching testicles.
"UUUNNNHHHH! HUUUNNNHHH!," the girl cried out as she felt the wet, warm liquid shooting up into her cock-filled cunt-passage, the hot jets of semen scorching the sensitive depths of her expanded sheath. Bill felt the lithe, slender teenager surge and shudder beneath him and then, with a long, whimpering sigh, she seemed to collapse to lie twitching and jerking in the aftermath of her climax. Her glove-tight passage continued to squeeze and milk his bucking cock as if to draw out from him the last drop of his lustful emission. He collapsed on top of her trembling body, his weight crushing the lissome girl into the mattress.
"Bill... ohhh Bill... she loved it!", Jan exclaimed, almost beside herself with her own unsatisfied desires. "Oh Bill... I need it... You gotta do me too, Bill... now..."
"My God, Jan... I need some time? Oh baby, you're great! Did you like it, Eileen?"
"Hanh... annh... yuh... yuh... ," the quivering teenager panted, trying to regain her breath. She felt the heavy wetness in her interior and a pang of fear shot through her. Had he made her pregnant? Except for the first time, Bill had used a condom and, as well, he had never been in her as deep as this man's oversized pole. He must have shot his load right into her womb? But, overcome with the lethargic lassitude of post-coital satisfaction, she lay open and weak, crushed beneath him. She didn't care.
"C'mon Bill? Please? At least put it in me? Don't just lie on her? I want it... please." The buxom thirteen year old lay on her back beside the coupled pair, spreading her legs apart and fondling her fat pussy. The man looked at the busty juvenile and, raising up from Eileen's limp, open body, he withdrew from her cum-flooded fuckwell.
"I need time, Jan... a few minutes, anyway," and he flopped over on his back between the two girls.
"Make her do what yuh done last time yuh fucked me and Sue. Make her suck yuh like yuh made me so's you could do Sue after yuh had me. Make her do it, Bill."
His desire was blunted by the marvelous action of the seventeen year old girl's vagina but the thought of having the luscious lips of her small, pretty mouth wrapped around his cock caused a surge of salacious lust to course through his loins. "Alright, Jan. I think I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."
Eileen had experienced a feeling of loss when the man withdrew from her flooded, cock-stuffed cunt. There was a faint gurgling and a sibilant slurp as the juicy sheath seemed to suck at the retreating shaft and the girl uttered a faint sigh, as if disappointed.
"Do you know what we want, Eileen?"
"Huh? Uh, no... I didn't hear?"
"Get on your knees, doll. We want you to get me ready for Jan, now. You have to suck my cock."
Eileen suddenly lost her feeling of contentment. She looked at the young college student's penis which was lying limply, the tip of it reaching past his navel, the fat, semi-erect cylinder glistening with the residue of their combined juices. She shuddered at the distasteful thought of taking it in her mouth and, looking scornfully at her former friend, the girl who had set her up for this lascivious, degenerate subjugation; she jumped from the bed and ran, naked towards the door.
Jan had been expecting her friend to try something like this. She knew that, after the first blush of passion had been sated, remorse set in. Sticking out her leg at the last moment, she tripped Eileen and the girl sprawled heavily with a loud whoosh of breath as she winded herself, falling forward onto the carpeted floor.
Quickly Jan was on her and then, seeing that the girl was in no condition to try another escape, she ran to her sister's room. Bill got up and sat on the floor beside the gasping girl who was fighting to regain her breath.
"Use this, Bill! Use this! That's how you made me behave," the plump youngster said as she waved the flexible plastic strip he had used so effectively on her bottom, the first time.
The unprincipled student caressed Eileen's firm, rounded rump. "I think you're right, Jan. Do you want to do it?"
"Yes! Oh yes! Can I?"
"Don't be too hard on her, Jan. But she does need it. We have to teach her, don't we?"
SLAP. SLAP! SLLAAPP! SSMMAACCKK! The young girl used the smooth, pliant plastic with innate skill, each stinging blow harder than the previous one. The slender seventeen year old went rigid with fear, breathing in deep, sobbing gasps as she recovered from her fall only to be subjected to this new indignity.
"Ow... owwww... ouucchh... ," she cried out weakly, "No... owww... ouchh!" She squirmed in agony as the other girl applied the plastic weapon with delighted pleasure.
SSMMMAAACKKK! THHWAACCKK! THHWWWAAAAAACCCK! The sharp sounds reverberated in the room, drowning out the prostrate girl's sobs of pain.
"Enough, Jan. Stop. She's had enough for now, haven't you, Eileen?," and he caressed the bright red, hot, satiny flesh of her firm, quivering buttocks.
The slender girl felt his cool hand stroking and caressing her burning bumflesh, soothing the hurt but driving the stinging hotness deeper. Her bottom was in a burning, glowing torment yet, as the man who had just ravished her, giving her feelings she had never known, played on her springy bottom, she became receptively compliant, her resistance broken to be replaced by a timourous acquiescence, a total yielding to the big, masterful man.
"Do her there, Bill! Give it to her in the ass!," the lewd juvenile urged, "I can wait."
The man needed no urging. He looked lustfully at the girl's trim, well rounded ass and, in a soft but commanding voice, said, "Get on your knees, Eileen. Get up on your hands and knees."
With a docile whimper, the girl struggled to get her knees under her, raising her hips first, then her shoulders. On all fours, she looked back over her shoulder, a thoroughly cowed expression on her pretty face. She knew, from Jan's letters, what he was planning to do and her belly quavered at the thought.
Bill knelt behind the submissive, long-legged girl, leaning forward to cup one of her large, firm tit-globes while his other hand explored the valley between her firm, round buttocks.
"Kiss me," he ordered and, twisting her head a bit more, the girl strained to reach his mouth with her own. Thrusting his tongue between the girl's soft, trembling lips, he explored the warm, moist interior of her mouth while his finger found and pressed on her sensitive anal bud. Her hips quivered with tension as she felt him guiding his penis between her ass cheeks and then he broke off the kiss.
"Lower your shoulders, dear. Rest your head on the carpet," and obediently she did as she was told. Bill backed off enough to be able to look at the luscious, blonde beauty. The groove of her fat vulva, still tender from taking his huge cock, yawned exaggeratedly and the sweetly pouting pink lips of her lightly thatched cunt gaped from being stretched so recently around his thick organ. He directed the tip of his cock to the well fucked opening and anointed his shaft with her oily juices, evoking a sigh of relieved pleasure from the girl when, for a moment, she thought he was going to do it there. But then she felt him moving the hot, hard knob between her asscheeks as he spread the lubrication to prepare the slender teenager for her next experience.
Bill parted the firm, springy cheeks of Eileen's delightful, trim bottom. It was small, compared to the buxom Jan's or even Sue's but the twin, smooth mounds were nonetheless full and voluptuously bulbous, pink welts still visible from her spanking. He caressed and gently slapped the girl's luscious bum and she involuntarily tightened her buttocks into taut melons, whimpering and flinching as she looked back at him.
Eileen shuddered when she felt the hot pressure on her asshole. She uttered a whining gasp of fear as the man pushed against the small posterior aperture, feeling a strange, not unpleasant sensation as the pressure increased and her rubbery sphincter was expanded.
"Whunh? Unnh?," she gasped as the thick knob popped past the tight little ring-muscle, feeling a brief twinge of pain that was gone almost as soon as it happened.
"There, Eileen, my dear. The worst is over. It wasn't bad now, was it?" Bill said softly as he allowed the girl's rectum adjust to the dilation.
"Nuh... no... ," the teenager whimpered. It didn't hurt at all now, actually, and as she knelt, bowed down before him, she felt humble, her whole being dominated by the big, masterful man.
The tiny entrance was clasping his organ in an agoniziing grip as he began to work his way deeper into the hot, narrow tube. A small section of his penis was rubbing in a tight friction, well inside the opening now as, inch by inch, he invaded her rectum.
They both forgot that Jan was beside them. The thirteen year old was vicariously reliving her own first experience with what her friend was now getting, her belly churning as she recalled the strange sensation of being penetrated there. And she felt superior to her older friend with the knowledge that the girl was being conquered and that she, Jan, had played a part in the victory.
Eileen bit her lip, her eyes blinking nervously as she felt the man's mammoth penis penetrate deeper and deeper into her nether regions. Humbled and subservient, she obediently held her trim hips still, letting the young man use her in this undignified way.
"Lie down, Eileen."
The timourous teenager looked back questioningly and, as Bill placed a hand on her pussy and held her, she lowered her belly to the floor. His fingers were between her labia, on her clit, his wrist crushed between her body and the carpet, as she setlled, face down, beneath him. She felt a slight discomfort as his hips pressed to the spank-tender flesh of her bum and the he was squirming, burrowing between her firm cheeks.
"Mmmmmm... nice... lovely ass, Eileen." The girl made no response to the man's lewd compliment but his fingers, combined with the strangely exciting invasion of her asstube, were re-igniting an unwilled lust in her loins. He was fucking her now, the thick meatshaft driving way up into her bowels, slowly withdrawing, and then plunging back in.
Eileen's bottom rounded out below him, the full moons of firm flesh quivering as he filled the outer cavern of her rectum, then dilated the inner reaches. Bill savoured the delightful hot tightness and he felt her lush bottom jerk, then twitch and he knew that his fingers were bringing the girl off. The supple, shapely girl squirmed, her prominent bum rotating under him as the fire of orgasm burned in her belly.
"Uh... uh... uh... uh... ," Eileen panted and her firm buttocks tossed and wobbled and Bill reamed the spasming tube with fierce thrusts. Then the girl stiffened and went limp, gasping for breath as she lay in the glowing lassitude of her release, feeling him still way up inside her bowels. The man pulled out of her gaping asshole and, leaving the two girls there on the floor, he went to the bathroom to wash.
"Yuh didn't go in her this time, did yuh?", Jan asked hopefully. "Yuh can still do me, can't yuh?" With both hands she grasped his rigid tool as he knelt between the two girls and, with a whimper of lust, the plump youngster flopped on her back, guiding the young man down between her widespread legs.
Bill mounted the thirteen year old's buxom body, her legs lifting up and out as she opened to him. "Yeh... oohhh yeh... fuck me... fuck me Bill... ," she gasped as the compliant youngster felt him filling her nubile body. Her wide hips heaved, her big tits jiggled and bounced as he ploughed her ductile cuntsheath with steady, full-length thrusts. Determined to impress her older friend, Janine kept up a constant, lewd chatter, "Fuck... fuck my cunt, Bill... give it to me... ," and, still lying face down beside them, the shapely seventeen year old heard every obscene word.
Thoroughly cowed by the young man's lecherous ravishment of her own slender body, Eileen wondered if she could leave now, while her young friend allowed the college student to violate her adolescent body. For a moment she thought of trying to protect the plump youngster from her older cousin's libidinous assault and then she remembered that Jan had invited it. Her own body ached from the incredible expansion by the man's mammoth organ although, as she recalled the intimate invasion, an unwilled shudder of pleasure made her shapely body quiver.
Eileen's juvenile playmate suddenly cried out and her legs locked around the hips of the man on top of her. He hammered her lush, ripe frame, her big ass lifting from the floor with his upstrokes, then slamming down as he drove back into her. The thuds of the girl's well cushioned buttocks against the carpet were punctuated by gasping grunts as the buxom youngster squirmed and wriggled receptively under her assailant.
"Hunh... unh... unh Bill... unh... good... ," she panted and the man stopped, lying between the girl's now loose, limp thighs. "Yuh... unh... yuh din't go yet, didja?"
Bill was already looking at the shapely form of the seventeen year old lying beside them. Eileen jerked away when his hand stroked her still tender bum but, when his face expressed his displeasure at her reaction, she meekly let him caress her bare, warm flesh.
"Roll over, Eileen. I saved some for you."
With obvious reluctance, the teenager turned over onto her back and lay with her long legs tightly closed. Timourously she watched him withdraw his huge penis from the young girl's fat, wet pussy and she cringed noticably when the man moved over her tense body.
"What do you think, Jan? Does she need more?"
"Give it to her, Bill. Make her squeal again!," the sated minor gasped, a lewd thrill coursing through her belly as she remembered the way the slender girl had looked the first time her cousin had filled her.
Bill easily kneed open the cock-tamed teen's legs and, as she looked up at him in fearful submission, he pushed his cock, dripping with the other girl's juices, against the soft folds of Eileen's tender twat. This time the mouth of her aching vagina yielded more readily and, her sheath still greased by his earlier lustful tribute, he slid easily into the narrow passage.
At first the firm-bodied seventeen year old lay in timid, humble subservience, feeling her fuckwell being expanded by the man's thrusting organ. Soon, however, she felt an unwilled stirring in her loins and her firm hips gave an occasional tic, a barely perceptible tremor that betrayed her involuntary response. Bill stroked and caressed her springy flesh and, as he continued to fuck her with a steady rhythm, her legs rose into the air and her trim hips began to rock in time with his thrusts. And then she was arched, seekingly, off the floor, her ass swiveling and churning, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps of passion as her brought her to, then through another orgasm.
Jan, who had been watching her friend with bright-eyed prurience smiled knowledgably when she saw the girl lose control and thrash about in the transport of her climax. "In her mouth, Bill. Give it to her in her mouth! Don't shoot it all in her cunt!" The thirteen year old had, herself, felt totally conquered and subjugated when he had done that to her and she wanted her friend to be similarly mastered by her venereal, licentious cousin.
Eileen's cuntsheath was spasming, milking his throbbing organ and Bill had been just about ready to give the girl her second cunt-flooding tribute. The younger girl's obscene incitation, however, was so lewdly suggestive that, while the slender girl beneath him jerked in the dying throes of her orgasm, he withdrew and moved higher above her.
"Mmmmppphh... nnooo... mmmpphh..." Eileen protested when the hot, juice-slickened knob was suddenly between her lips. Gasping for breath after her climax, she tried to turn her head away but the thick pole pushed relentlessly into her mouth, forcing her jaws apart, pinning her helplessly. "Glannh... ," she gagged as the intruding meatshaft bumped the roof of her mouth and slid to the entrance of her throat.
"Relax, Eileen.," the man said as he withdrew from her gaping oral receptacle. "It's not going to hurt you... is it Jan? You know."
"Do it for him, Eileen. Do it!,", the youngster exclaimed excitedly. "You hafta!" she added, remembering her own first time and the firm way he'd made her surrender.
Drops of hot, colourless liquid dripped from the long, thick pole onto the teenager's face and his heavy, swaying testicles bumped the bottom of her chin. She could see nothing but the college student's huge genitalia poised threateningly over her and, with a timourous whimper, her lips parted.
Looking down from where he was positioned, Bill saw the girl's small, pretty mouth open and he eased his throbbing cock between her trembling lips. The sensitive tip of his organ slid over the pebbled hotness of her tongue and her lips stretched around the circumference of the pulsing, thickly veined shaft. Slowly he fucked her luscious mouth, carefully holding back from his desire to go deep.
The beautiful, young girl meekly accepted this additional lewd subjugation, totally broken now and desirous only of pleasing her lecherous master. She strained her jaws wider apart, letting the hot, slick knob fill her mouth, his heavy testicles bumping softly under her chin. She felt a perverse satisfaction from being humbled in this way.
The amoral student suddenly pulled out of her mouth, feeling her soft lips clinging as if trying to keep him inside. He rolled over on his back and guided the tractable, shapely teen to a kneeling position above him. She looked at him with her big, blue eyes and, understanding what was expected, she lowered her head again.
At first Eileen was tentative. Then, as the man milked her firm, hard-nippled breasts, she became more daring, her head dipping lower as she took more and more of the pulsing fleshtube into her mouth. Bill felt the hot moisture of her saliva anointing his shaft and heard the wet, slurpy sounds as her cheeks hollowed and she sucked on him. He guided her hands to his balls and, with a throaty whimper; she began to fondle his sac and the hard, heavy eggs.
"Yes, Eileen... yeess..." he sighed and she felt a sense of great pleasure. She was pleasing him. She was giving her dominant master what he wanted. Her tongue swirled on the tip of his cock and she felt him stiffen, signaling that she was doing it right.
"Don't stop, baby. I'm going to go... don't pull away. Pump me."
As if she'd done this many times, Eileen grasped his tool with one hand and, squeezing it, she moved her hand up and down on the thick cylinder. The inexperienced girl felt the hard, fat shaft jump between her closely clinging lips. It seemed to swell and throb for a moment and, with an instinctive knowledge, she tugged gently at his balls and pumped faster on the spasming prick. She heard him groan and then, with a sudden bucking jerk, his cock surged and a burning hot jet of gism shot against the roof of her mouth and richocheted into her throat.
"Glannh... gllaannggh... gllaannggh... ," she choked as successive spurts splashed into her wildly sucking oral cavern. Her hand relaxed its grip on his bucking tool, releasing it to ejaculate freely andthe girl swallowed noisily. This obscene, ultimate surrender to her prurient conqueror incited her to suck even harder. He was thrusting up into her mouth, his bucking shaft sliding easily between her softly clasping lips as he pumped his lewdly spurting semen into her willingly swallowing throat as, shamelessly, she relished the vanquishment of her last chaste orifice.
Jan watched with obscene delight as her friend yielded to her cousin's domination, happy that the older girl was now also slavishly doing whatever he asked, subdued and tamed by his masterful ways.
The college student savoured the beautiful girl's continuing oral caress of his cum-numbed tool. She gazed up at him nervously, as if awaiting his approval, her luscious, mouth still stretched around his shaft, her red lips covered with a whitish sheen from the saliva-semen mixture that bathed his cock.
"You're great, Eileen. Just great."
Slowly she raised her head, her wetly nursing mouth finally lifting from his still erect organ, a dribble of stringy cum escaping from the corner of her mouth. "Is that all, Bill?", the girl asked meekly. "Did I satisfy you?," and she glanced shyly at her younger friend, Jan, wondering if she too had let this man do the same things as she had.
Bill pulled both girls close. "You guys'll kill me, y'know. But it's a great way to die. Was it good for you? Are you satisfied?"
"If you are, Bill, then I am. But yes, I loved it."
"I need it, Bill, but it's worth waiting just to see how yuh got... Like? To see yuh give ever'thin' to Eileen. Just don't forget I helped, eh? I know she's older'n prettier but..."
"I'll try to make both of you happy," the drained young man said with a satisfied sigh. I'd like to take you both back to college with me."
All good things must come to an end and the college student's summer sojourn with his aunt and her nubile daughters was no exception. His amoral activities during his four-month visit did, however, have a lasting effect that went beyond the debauchment of his adolescent cousins and the first manifestation effect of this involved eleven-year-old Sue.
Dear Dairy - I sure miss Bill. And Jan, too. Cept she's sposed to be home weekends. I think Mom guessed what Bill was doing to her. I'm glad she didn't find out about him and me. Mom sez she's going to take the teacher as a boarder. She was staying next door at Eileen's place but something happened and I guess she asked if she could board here.
Hi Cuz;
I bet you never spected to get a letter from me. But I'm lonely. Jan is gone and so are you, so I don't get what you taught me to like. When are you gonna come and visit? I'm jealous coz Cathy is getting what I got this summer. It's not fair coz you taught me how and you taught me to like it so you oughta come and give it to me.
Mom is taking our teacher in for a boarder. She's kind of pretty but she looks even thinner than Eileen. Maybe, if you come to visit, you can get her too? (I'm only saying that to get you here. If you come, I want you all to myself.)
Bye now,
Your little cousin, Sue.
Journal, Sept. 20 - I haven't done this since I was sixteen bit I've decided to keep a diary. I wonder how different it will be than twelve years ago? Anyway, I'm in my new boardinghouse. And I'm not going to have to listen to what I did in the other place. Bonnie is divorced so there won't be any men here. I'll write some more after I get settled in.
Dear Diary - Boy, is teacher ever quiet. I knew, at school, that she was kind of shy but, at home, she's even worse. I wonder if she has a boyfriend? She's pretty but she's sort of thin. I bet, if he was still here, that Bill would be trying to get into her, though. Speshly her mouth. It's not very big but she has big lips and I know from how he done Eileen what he'd want with her.
Journal - Sept. 27 - I have to begin doing this every night or it's not going to work. I like it here. There's just Bonny and her daughter, Sue. Sue is not quite twelve but, if I hadn't seen that on the school register, I'd guess she was at least three years older. She's already bigger than I, up top, not that I'm big or anything, but she's still really large for her age. She looks at me a lot, as if she knows something that she wants to tell me. I wonder what it is? Maybe I'm just imagining things? Anyway, I don't have to listen to the sounds of sexual intercourse every night. Or worry that Mr. Taylor is going to get in bed with me and rape me. I honestly believe that she would have let him. Maybe even egged him on.
Dear Diary - I sure miss Bill. And Jan. Ever since they showed me how fun it is to do things, I want to do them all the time. I wonder if teacher does? She says she don't have a boyfriend so maybe she likes girls? But, if she does, maybe she's too shy or she thinks I'm too young?
Journal - Sept. 30 - Well, I did better. It's only three days since I last wrote. I'm really getting to like Sue. She's so friendly and she's a pretty little thing, too. Well, not so little, but she's pretty. I have to write something more about me but, tonight, I'm too embarrassed.
Dear Diary - I think I know why teacher doesn't have a boyfriend. I'm sure she likes girls. I seen how she's been looking at me. But she don't say nothing and I guess it's coz she's so shy. Maybe I can find a way? It would sure help if I had that kind of company.
Journal - Oct. 1 - It's Friday night and I just had a drink (actually, four) with Bonny. So now I'm over my embarrassment and I'll write what I couldn't write last night. I'm getting to be an old maid! I'm almost twenty-seven and I've never... well, I'm not going to write that. I'm not that drunk. But I'm an expert at masturbation. I wonder if the real thing is better? (Is a coke bottle 'the real thing'? I ought to try.) But, ever since Uncle Bill touched me, ten years ago, and got me all excited, I've been scared of guys. Maybe it would have been better if he hadn't had an attack of conscience and stopped when he did? Or even if I'd agreed to let Janey be my room mate at college. Now, when I think back, even if it's degenerate, it was sure satisfying. But if we'd been room mates and doing that on a regular basis, someone would have caught us. Anyway, it's back to my faithful five. (Fingers, that is.)
Dear Diary - Annette got drunk last night. And I seen her diary, only she calls it a journal. She plays with herself, just like me. But she aint never had the real thing. It sounds like she done it with her friend Janey, though. I'm going to get in bed with her tonight. Mom is away and I'll pretend I'm scairt, alone.
The shy schoolteacher, Annette, was in bed. There was a bright harvest moon shining in the window of her room and she was lying there, sipping on a gin that she'd sneaked from Bonny's liquor cabinet. It was, in fact, her third, and she'd refilled the bottle with water so Bonny wouldn't know it was gone. Now, under the covers, she stretched her slender body and caressed her firm curves, pinching her nipples as she prepared to try to quench the increasingly frustrating desires that preyed on her mature, virginal body.
"Uh... Hi, Annette? Can I come in?"
The shapely youngster, Sue, was in the doorway, her lush, young body covered by only a short, flimsy nightgown,
"Oh? Oh, yes, Sue. If you want to?" The woman's hands quickly appeared from under the covers as she closed her legs and rolled to her side. "Is there anything wrong?"
"Uh, not zackly. I was just? Like? I get scairt sometimes at night."
The girl sat on the edge of the bed. "Can I? Like? Can I get in with you, Annette? When I get this way, Mom lets me get in with her?"
"Oh, Sue? I don't know?" Then, when Sue's lower lip began to tremble, as if she was going to cry, the woman relented. "Just go out for a moment, dear. I need to do something before you getting with me."
The girl did as she was asked, guessing correctly that the teacher wore nothing to bed.
"It's OK now, Sue. You can come in."
The teacher was in bed, the covers up around her chin, and Sue quickly slipped in beside her.
"This is lots better.", the youngster sighed as she snuggled up to the schoolteacher. "I felt so alone. I useta get into bed with Jan before she went away to school. Do yuh have a boyfriend, Annette?"
"No. Not at the moment, anyway, Sue." The woman could feel the youngster's ripe curves molded to her body and an unwilled heat built in her belly. It brought back vivid memories of her three stolen nights with the dominant Janey who had taught her how two girls could relieve each other. She was sorely tempted to do some snuggling herself and could barely restrain herself from slipping her leg between Cindy's.
"Didja ever sleep like this? I mean, with another girl?"
"Not really, Sue. I was an only child and I didn't have any real close friends. Do you have anyone you sleep over with?"
"Well, sorta. Like, there's
Just at that moment they heard Bonny coming home and Annette decided that Cindy should go back to her own bed,
Dear Diary - I like being in bed with Annette. It's lots diffrent than with Jan coz she's not fat like Jan. I like Jan's softness but I like the firmness of Annette's body, too. She acted kinda distant but I think I might of got closer if Mom hadn't come home soon as she did.
Journal - Oct. 1 - I can't sleep. My little student, Cindy is the cause. The little minx got in bed with me tonight. If she wasn't so young I'd think she was coming on to me. I wonder? No, she's not even twelve, yet, no matter how developed she is. I guess it would be awful if, in fact, we did anything like that. It would be something to teach her, though. Like Janey taught me. Why am I such a wimp? It's not as if I was going to take her virginity or do something that would have an irrevocable effect on her. It didn't bother me, except for fear of getting caught.
"Can I get in bed with you again?"
Annette was almost asleep when she heard the whispered request. "Huh? Oh, Sue. Oh, yes, I guess so.", she replied sleepily, forgetting that, as usual, she was naked. But, before she could correct herself, the youngster was in bed and snuggled close.
"Doncha wear a nightie, Annette?"
"Sometimes, Sue, but not tonight. Do you always wear one?"
"Yeah... 'cept when I get in bed with Jan. I like being close without it." And the girl quickly shed her nightgown and pressed her naked loins close to the woman's hips. "But you ain't as soft as Jan. I like that. Do you like being close to me?"
"Does your mother know you're here?"
"She's sleeping.", the youngster replied, knowing that her mother had demolished most of a bottle of scotch and was likely dead to the world. "But she wouldn't care, anyway. There's nothin' wrong with two girls... women... being in bed, is there?"
"You're such a sweet, innocent girl, Sue. When you sleep with your sister... cuddle up to her... does anything happen?"
"Whaddya mean, Annette?", the juvenile asked, feigning innocence.
"I mean... like...", and the woman's hand moved slowly down over the girl's back to her lush bottom, then around in front to her plump, hairless mons. "Like, does Jan touch you like this?" And her fingers brushed lightly over the girl's narrow cuntal crevice.
"Uh? Uh, no? She never done that?", Sue lied as she raised her leg to give the woman better access to her pussy. "It makes me feel funny? But I like it. It's nice. Do it some more."
The schoolteacher was thrilled by the girl's docile acceptance of her lewd caresses and, as she cupped Sue's soft, smooth pussy, she was delighted to detect the slippery moisture that told of the youngster's growing arousal.
"Uh, can I feel you, Annette?"
"Oh yes, Sue. I'd like that." The older woman directed the girl's hand between her own legs and heard her gasp of surprise when she touched the hirsute bush that adorned the large, soft nest. And then Annette's soft lipped mouth closed over the young girl's and her tongue flicked hotly into it as Sue's lips parted.
Breast to breast, nipple to nipple, tongues tangling, fingers fondling fleshy labia, the woman and her juvenile companion played in the bed in lascivious intimacy. The younger one was the more experienced of the two but, with the obscene skills imparted to her by her cousin and her sister, she acted the role of the submissive innocent.
"I'm going to kiss you here, my dear.", the woman panted, digging her fingers into Sue's soft pussy to indicate the target of her kiss. "You don't mind, do you?" The youngster betrayed her lack of innocence by lying back, throwing off the covers and spreading her legs, but the teacher was, herself, too excited to notice the inconsistency.
Annette was ecstatic. The youngster's vulva was, unlike Janey's, soft and smooth and totally devoid of hair. And, as soon as her tongue began its lewd action, the girl seemed to lose all trace of modesty, her shapely hips undulating and her firm thighs loosely clasping the woman's head as she gasped and panted with increasing excitement.
"Come little darling... do it for me too..." The woman shifted her position to kneel astride Sue's shoulders, throwing caution to the winds as her passion for the ripe, young girl grew without bounds. "Do it for me... aahhh... please... kiss me there...", she asked breathlessly, hoping she would not scare her young student away.
Sue returned her teacher's oral caresses with alacrity, surprised though she was by the thick, black bush that wreathed the woman's large, fat vulva. She buried her face in the wet softness, her excitement exacerbated by the difference between Annette's sex and that of her sister's barely fuzz-covered pussy.
Sue came first but, as her young body went limp in the aftermath of her climax, the teacher almost smothered her with her fat, wet pussy, grinding against the youngster's face as she too orgasmed.
"Oh, Sue... oohhh sweetie... that was wonderful...", Annette sighed as she took the eleven year old in her arms and relaxed. "Did you like it, Sue? Would you do it again?"
"Oh yes, Annette. Oh yes!", the youngster replied emphatically, and then she added the lie, "I never knew... never felt anyhting like that before." She pressed close to the teacher's warm body as she added, "Have you ever? Like? Done it with a man? Have you ever been fucked?"
"What? Oh Sue! Oh! Never! Who taught you to use such language?", the schoolteacher exclaimed, shocked by the young girl's question.
"Uh, sorry Annette.", the precocious minx
replied in mock penitence, pleased that she had drawn such a reaction from the
older woman. "It's just?... Like?...
"Oh Sue? You mustn't talk like that. And
Dear Diary - I got her to do it to me. And she's great. She has an awful lot of hair on her pussy but it was fun, kind of tickly, to kiss her. And she got real hot, too. She most smothered me when she came. She thinks she was the first with me and that I don't know nothin but I'm gonna leave it that way. Now I know what I can do though, if I get horny.
Journal - Oct. 2 - I did it! I know I ought to feel guilty but I don't. It was better than with Janey. Sue doesn't have any hair on her pussy and she got very excited and it made me feel so good to be in control of her. And I was! She did everything I told her to do. There's no doubt that she likes it, too so all I have to do is be discreet.
Cousin Bill:
You gotta meet my teacher! Just meet her, nothin else. She took me to bed. No, that's not right. I got in her bed. But the result was the same. Boy, it was fun, speshly since I been wanting it for so long. It's not like with Jan coz she's got a lot of black hair on her pussy, but that made it more exciting coz I knew it wasn't Jan. And she's a lot older, older even than you. I still want you to come and visit coz it's not like having the real thing. Come visit, soon.
Sue.
Journal - Oct. 17 - I can't seem to get into the habit of writing in this journal. And I probably shouldn't write what I'm putting down tonight, either. Little Sue has been simply marvellous and she really likes what we do. (So do I!) But I can't leave well enough alone.
I found Betty. I really should give Sue credit for helping me, even though
she doesn't know how she did. Betty is the same age as Sue, but not as well
developed. Sue told me that she (Betty) was beginning to act silly around the
boys and that
I won't record all of the details, but I made Betty stay late two weeks ago, just to explore my developing fantasy a bit further. And it went beyond my wildest dreams!
Betty, as I've said, is barely twelve years old but she has not grown like Sue. She is quite tall, slender, and her breasts are only the size of oranges. But, in feelings, she's as advanced as Sue. And, like Sue, she's shy and timid. I questioned her about playing with herself and she admitted it almost right away. Then I made her do it in front of me, in the cloakroom. It was fabulous. She has a cute little pussy, not as plump as Sue's, and the lips don't spread at all, but when she got her fingers on it, it got very wet and then she sort of lost her head. She's really a very passionate youngster.
Anyway, I did it for her, too, with my mouth. It was wonderful! She went simply wild. And after, when I ordered her to get on her knees and do me, she did exactly as I asked. It was not only delightful because she's a quick learner but also because she's so obedient and submissive. I never had such pleasure. And she's scared I'll tell (Ha!) so I'm sure it's safe. I'm not going to let Sue know, either. She might tell and that would be the end!
My Lovin Cuzzin:
I've changed my mind. I'll let you do her! The bitch has got Betty and she's not giving me enough. She don't know that I know, but I do. But your big c... would straighten her out. Did I tell you she sez she aint never done it? I'm not sure I believe her but she sure acted like it was the truth. Anyway, if you come and visit, I'll help you get into her... after you do me a couple of times. Is that enough to get you to visit? I want it, Bill. Really want it.
Your scheming relative,
Sue.
P.S. She has a great mouth and she's shy and kinda weak-willed. I bet you could get her real easy. Like you done me.
Journal - Oct 18 - Now I have to tell you about Julie. It's strange that, only yesterday, I was writing about Betty and how wonderful she is and today I have another to write about.
Julie is thirteen and plump and today I discovered something else about her. (Or about me.) She came in after recess with her clothes all dirty and her face too. She wouldn't tell me what happened so I sent her home to clean up but told her she'd have to stay after school.
Well, after school when we were alone, I ordered her to tell me what happened and she did. I think I'm learning that my students do what I tell them, if I order them instead of ask. And it's giving me a lot of ideas, (and confidence), but more of that later.
Anyway, she told me what happened at recess. One of the older boys raped her. I'm not sure that rape was the right word because it sounds like it's a frequent occurrence but this time he didn't let her find a place where she wouldn't get her clothes dirty. She says that most of the older boys have raped her (as she calls it), at least once this year, ever since her older sister's boyfriend did what she described as "busted my cherry". She says she can't stop them and, when I ordered her to undress, she didn't even question it.
She is quite different from Betty. She has some fuzz on her pussy and it's fatter than Betty's. Her breasts are bigger even than Sue's but, best of all, she did whatever I asked, without question.
I'm going to try the same with some of the other girls, too. I really like what I've found out about my students and my authority and about me, too. It's great to be able to order them around.
Sue says her cousin is coming to visit this weekend. He's a college student, nineteen years old, and she describes him as "a real hunk". I'll have to be careful when he's here. I wonder if he realizes how advanced his little cousin is? Anyway, no night-time delight next weekend.
Dear Diary - He's going to be here tomorrow night, for three days. I can hardly wait. I'm wet all the time, just from thinking about it. Teacher is really getting me mad. She not only got Betty but now she's got Julie, too. And that aint fair. Julie is doin it with all the guys so she don't need what teacher gives. I hope Bill will do what I want with her. (Annette, that is.) If she really aint ever done it, then I bet he'll sprise her. She's getting awful bossy lately but he'll take care of that.
Bill arrived on Friday evening and, when he got there, he could see that his juvenile cousin and his mature aunt both had the same thing on their minds that he did. Cathy had been ill for two weeks and, although he was cultivating a new first-year student, he had not yet got her quite to the surrender stage so he was terribly horny. Perhaps even horny enough to satisfy both his cousin and her mother.
And then he saw the schoolteacher. Novelty can be an aphrodisiac. She was slender, with a trim butt, high but not very large breasts, nice legs and a fabulous mouth. His first impression was that she was rather domineering for, since her success with Betty and Julie, Annette had, in fact, undergone a personality change. A temporary change, as we shall see, but a change, nonetheless.
"Oh damn!", Bonny said to her nephew as she hung up the phone. "I'm going to have to go away for at least a day, maybe longer. Aunt Susie had a stroke and I have to go help out. And I had such plans for us."
Dear Diary - It was even better than I remembered! Mom had to go away today so, first thing this evening, me and him went out to the loft. I wish he was going to be here longer. Anyway, after he done me, he asked about Annette. I can see that he wants her, too, and we made a plan. I'm gonna get in bed with her tonight, in a little while, and he's gonna catch us at it. Then he'll say he's gonna tell if she don't let him do it to her. And, after he's done her, he'll do me again just so she knows that we tricked her. I'm going in as soon as she shuts off her light. I bet she's writing in that diary she calls her journal.
Journal - Oct.19 - What a day! I did Betty after school and we almost were caught in the act. I just have to be more careful! But it's fun. And now, if her cousin wasn't here, I'd get Sue in here. I'm getting worse and worse, it seems. I may be an old maid but I'm going to be a satisfied one.
The cousin is, I guess, a "hunk", as Sue calls him. He's big and good looking and, if he wasn't so young, I'd likely be flattered if he asked me out. I wish I wasn't so shy. I'm probably going to die a virgin. And that fat little Julie has had it umpteen times and she's not even fourteen yet. Oh well, I have my girls. I guess that's better than nothing. Or some inconsiderate guy. I wonder what I'd be like if Uncle Tom had finished what he started?
"Are you awake, Annette?" The woman heard the whispered question just as she felt the bed move. Sue was getting into bed with her.
"Sue! Oh God, Sue! Not tonight? Your cousin might hear us. He's only a few feet away in the next room?" But, despite her objection, the schoolteacher drew the shapely adolescent close to her naked body and moved suggestively against her.
"He won't hear us, Annette. He sleeps heavy," and the youngster dove beneath the covers to kiss her teacher's heavily furred pussy.
Bill allowed Sue almost five minutes after she'd told him she was going to Annette's room, as planned. Then, when he heard the muffled gasp and moan as the precocious sub teen reached her climax, he opened the door to the teacher's bedroom.
Annette was flat on her back under her juvenile partner, Sue's belly on the teacher's bare breasts, her hairless pussy pressed to the woman's face. The youngster's head was between Annette's widespread thighs and the woman was holding it there. She didn't hear the door open.
"Yes Sue! Yeess!", the woman panted in the urgency of imminent climax. "Do it! Suck my clit!"
"What? OhmyGod! Sue? What is she making you do?"
The schoolteacher, on the verge of orgasm when they were interrupted, didn't hear him and, when Sue raised her head to reply, Annette protested.
"NO! DON'T STOP SUE! NOT YET!", and she pulled the girl's head down between her legs again.
Sue twisted away and came to her knees. "Bill! Oh, Bill? She? We? Oh Bill? Don't tell Mom? Don't tell?"
"What? OhmyGod! Oh?". In her panic at being discovered, Annette uttered a strangled gasp then added inanely, "It's not? Oh? It's not what it seems." She pushed the youngster away and grabbed at a sheet, pulling it up over her bare body. Sue ran to stand, naked, beside her cousin.
"Oh, Sue? Oh, God? What has she done to you?", and he put his arm protectively over the girl's shoulders as the woman cowered, sick with the dismay of being caught with the eleven year old.
"She wasn't hurtin' me, Bill. Honest? She makes me feel good. But yer not gonna tell Mom, are yuh?"
"No, I won't tell, Sue. Are you sure she didn't hurt you? Did she force you to do this awful thing?"
"Uh, not 'zackly? It just sorta happened, I guess? She just? Like? She sorta kissed me, the first time and... like... things just sorta happened? She done me a lot of times, Bill, 'fore tonight... and now I like it a lot... but you ain't gonna tell Mom, are yuh?"
The schoolteacher wanted to protest that it wasn't really that way but, sick with fear of the consequences of her degenerate actions, she realized that maybe that was how it had seemed to the youngster. She squeezed her eyes shut as if hoping, by so doing, the whole scene would go away. Her teaching career was down the drain. She was mortified. Everybody would know what a degenerate person she was.
'You'd better go to your room, Sue. I think Annette and I have to talk about this. Do you agree, Annette?"
The girl left the room with a backward glance at the teacher and Bill went over and sat on the bed. Sue did not, however, go to her room but, instead, waited outside the open door, standing out of the teacher's line of vision but able to watch and hear everything.
"Well? Do you have any defense? I'm sure that you know you've been doing a terrible thing, even though I can understand how hard it must be to resist someone as sweet and innocent as Sue? But it's wrong."
"Uh... uh... are you going to tell her mother?"
"That depends. I know I should and, if I don't, then you may debauch others. Have you done this with any of your students?"
"Oh no!", the woman lied. "Only Sue. I couldn't help myself. She's... like... she isn't really that innocent... she might have gotten into trouble."
The scheming college student pulled away the sheet that covered the woman's naked body and her face flamed with embarrassment. He placed his hand on her small, firm breast.
"I think I understand, Annette. Just like I'm having difficulty in not taking advantage of this opportunity. She is a delicious little piece and, if she was older and not my cousin, I would have trouble resisting her lovely charms. And you're a lovely, desirable woman too, you know. Did you get carried away because you don't have a man?"
"Uh... n.n.no. That is? Uh? I never had a man?", and as she stuttered with embarrassment, the schoolteacher suddenly saw a way out of her predicament. "But? Like? If I let you? Like? And promised to leave her alone? Would you? Like? Keep it a secret?"
"Are you suggesting? No, I guess you're not? Aunt Bonny will be very upset, I guess. But you have taken unfair advantage of an innocent, young girl. I don't think she's even twelve yet? Even if she is so well developed. Did she? Like? Is she old enough to have an orgasm?"
His hand was gently squeezing her breast and his other hand was tracing along her thigh and Annette timidly followed up on her initial, albeit reluctant, course of action.
"Oh yes. For sure. She liked it as much as I did, I'm sure. And she wants it often, too. I know I was wrong, Bill. I wish I could change it, but it's too late, now. But? If I? Like? If you promise not to tell, I'd? Like? You know? And I'll stay away from her, too."
"Are you saying that you'll let me fuck you if I promise not to tell? Is that what you're offering?"
Annette flinched at the crude way the young man put it. "Uh... yes. I guess that's what I mean?"
"Well? I shouldn't? I really ought to tell her mother?"
"Please, Bill. Please?" The young woman was ready to beg. "I... I've never done it, you know. You'd be the first. But, if you promise not to tell... please, Bill? It means my career and... like... please?"
He looked lustfully at her slender, curvaceous body and her full, red-lipped mouth. This was going even better than he'd imagined. He glanced toward the doorway where the little minx, Sue, was watching and listening with open mouth.
"It's awfully tempting, Annette. Will you use your mouth, too? Will you suck my cock?"
"No! Oh No! I couldn't!", she gasped, "Not that!"
Bill moved away from her and got to his feet. His brow furrowed in apparent deep thought and then, with a sigh, he said softly, "It wouldn't be right? Sue is my cousin and I have to do what is right for her. I'll go see if she is all right and tomorrow, when Aunt Bonnie gets back, I'll talk with her about it. I'm sure she'll understand... maybe?"
Annette felt the sickness of fear as she pictured the woman's rage at what she'd done. She wished fervently that she had kept her baser instincts under control and she felt an irrational animosity towards the juvenile temptress but, more immediately, she knew she had to stop this man from telling what she'd done.
"No... no... oohhh please... don't, Bill? Don't tell? I'll do it! I'll do whatever you want?" She sat up then, her hands reaching out towards him, beseechingly.
Slowly, as if he was fighting his conscience, the young man returned to the bed and sat beside the young woman. "Oh God, Annette. I really should tell, but?... you're so lovely?.so desirable?..." He placed his hands on her shoulders and there was no perceptible resistance from her as he pushed her down flat on her back on the bed. "But it's?... I?... Oh God?", Bill stammered, enjoying playing the role of being seduced by the older, though inexperienced woman. "I guess I understand, Annette, how you must have been tempted? Like I am now? I know it's wrong not to tell Aunt Bonny what you've done? But Sue is so young for what you did? And I'm as guilty as you if we do this? Maybe Aunt Bonny will understand if you explain how it happened?" Hoping he wasn't carrying his feigned reluctance too far, he took his hands away from her shoulders and sat upright.
For a moment, the woman felt relief that he was not going to coerce her into surrendering to his lust. But then the consequences of being found out, not only about Sue but, probably the other two girls caused a sickening panic to overcome her.
"Oh no... no Bill... don't tell her... I didn't hurt her... she liked it. Please? Don't you want? Like?", and as she pleaded for her own violation, as if that would compensate for what she had done to the underage Sue, she spread her legs apart and, with a shudder of apprehension, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her cringing vulva.
"Oh God, Annette? Oh God?", Bill exclaimed as his fingers dug gently into the wet softness of the woman's pussy. "You're so wet? Is that from what my young cousin was doing... mmmm... I can't resist you.", he said as he felt her tense when he fingered her heavily bushed vulva. He leaned forward then and his mouth covered hers, feeling her soft, full lips tremble as he kissed her gently. "I'll be as guilty as you if I do this, you know. But I want you so much. I'll try to make it good for you, dear. Were you telling the truth? Haven't you ever been... made love to?"
The man's fingers were gentle and skillful as he played with the soft, fat labial fleshrolls and, despite her apprehension, Annette felt hot waves of uninvited pleasure course through her loins. "No... yes... that is... no, I've never... I'm a virgin, Bill... honest..." His mouth was on her breast now, his tongue thrumming the swollen, hard nipple while his fingers rubbed her suddenly erect clitoris.
The unprincipled womanizer continued his role of the reluctant co-conspirator, whispering, "But, my dear... Annette... are you sure? I won't feel right about it? Like? It's as if I? As if I was forcing you? You're letting me do this just so I won't tell?" Risking her acceptance of his generous offer of an escape from his sexual blackmail, he said, "I won't tell on you, Annette. It isn't right to get you like this? I won't tell if you promise not to make Sue do things to you any more?"
The woman felt an immediate sense of relief but it was over as soon as it came. How did she know he wouldn't tell? Later he might give in to his conscience, despite what he was saying now? No, she had to do it. To get him to take her. It was the only way to be sure.
"No, Bill. No. I want you to do it. Please? You're wonderful to say what you did, but...", and the scheming schoolteacher managed her own bit of roleplaying as she continued, "I'm twenty eight and it's time... I want you to be the first... please, Bill?"
This was going to be fabulous. The young man had no illusions about her real reason for her sudden acquiescence. She was not, all at once, overcome by sexual desire. It was that she did not trust his offer of silence, he was sure, but, no matter what the reason, he was going to enjoy her surrender. Of course he was sure, also, that her claim of virginity was not true even if, as he suspected, she had not had much experience. At least, not with men. Her actions in the brief time she had been in the little community indicated that the same inexperience did not apply to young girls.
"Well? I? I can't resist you, dear. If you're sure? If you're absolutely sure?"
"Oh yes, Bill. I'm sure!", the woman blurted out, her relief at his acceptance of her story greater than her reluctance to let him take her virginity.
"Come, then, darling... on top of me... I'll do what Sue was doing for you, dear. And you can... suck me? You will do that too, won't you?" He slipped out of his sweatpants and lay back, drawing the slender woman atop, guiding her pussy to his face.
"Bill! Oh Bill! Oh no!", the woman gasped in fearful awe when she saw the hugeness of his rigid member. "It's so big! I didn't know?" Her exclamation was punctuated by an outrush of breath when the man's mouth was suddenly warm against her pussy and his tongue was snaking along its hair-wreathed crevice.
"Mmmm... nice pussy... mmnnice wet pussy...", he moaned as he buried his face in the hairy softness. Annette's sex was a total contrast with Sue's hairless, young quim. The lips were two thick rolls of delightfully malleable flesh and her profuse growth of pubic hair even extended over them. Despite her familiarity with the exciting oral caress of her cunt, the young woman felt an even greater arousal because, for the first time, it was a man who was doing it. And then his hands were guiding her head to his groin and she was suddenly faced with the threat of having the thick, male organ thrust into her mouth.
Sue had prepared her well and despite, or perhaps it was because of the subsequent shocks and frights from being found out in her degenerate act with the youngster, but for whatever the reason, Annette was immediately engulfed by a salacious lust stronger than she'd ever experienced. Bill took the panting, whimpering woman through her orgasm and then, when she slumped down weakly on top of him, he rolled so that she was beneath.
"Now, for me, my sexy, lascivious schoolteacher." he said as he knelt astride her shoulders and abandoned his deferential approach, "Suck my cock, Annette. Open that lovely mouth and suck my cock!"
"But? But?", she protested as he guided the thick pole to her mouth. She tried to back away as the hot, slick tip was forced between her soft lips and, as it bumped her clenched teeth, she heard him say, "Now, baby. Open your sweet mouth and suck it."
Annette was, ordinarily timid and now the young woman was completely cowed by the lecherous man's prurient demands. Obediently, she parted her teeth and, as the bulbous, peach-sized knob passed her lips and entered her mouth, she whimpered meekly as, with humble subservience, she surrendered to his wanton debauchment of her oral cavern. Her thick lips stretched, wrapping willingly around the thickly veined shaft, her hot tongue forming a pebbled trough to guide him in as she yielded docilely to the college student's obscene assault.
"Lovely, Annette. Lovely.", he moaned as the hot moistness of her oral cavity surrounded his cocktip. "God, you look sexy with a cock in your mouth, baby. The ultimate."
The woman uttered a throaty groan of shame as he began to fuck her mouth, cautiously avoiding going too deep although, occasionally, she gagged when the mammoth shaft reached the entrance of her throat. At first, as the thick, hard penis invaded and ravished her unsullied mouth, the young woman was overwhelmed by a feeling of humility from this obscene dominance but, as she became accustomed to the slow in-out movement, her shame was displaced by a strange desire to please this big, masterful man and her lips and tongue became lovingly active. She wondered if he was going to keep on until?... She knew, from what she'd read, that a man ejaculated, and she wondered if he was going to do that in her mouth? She didn't care now as his heavy, swaying testicles bumped her chin and added to her feeling of enslavement.
"You're good, Annette... a great cocksucker...", she heard him say and a new wave of humiliation washed over her. She was letting him use her for his obscene pleasure. Just like she used her young students. He was fucking her mouth as if she was a prostitute. And, in a way, she was. She was trading her body for his silence.
Bill finally withdrew, his balls aching from excitement, and, timidly, she asked, "Are you? Like? Are you going to do it in my mouth?"
"Not yet, Annette. But later. God, you're a fabulous cocksucker, baby. Just great. You sure know how to use your tongue. But, first I want to get into your big, fat cunt. To feel it wrapped all around my cock. I want to fuck you. Are you ready?"
"I?... I guess so? But? Like? It's so big? Is it going to hurt a lot? Will it fit?"
"You have a big cunt, Annette. One of the biggest I've seen. It may hurt a bit, just at first, but I'm sure it won't after."
The woman watched and, as he knelt between her thighs and she saw his huge organ approaching the hairy nest, she whimpered, "Please, Bill? You're not going to tell Bonny, are you? About Sue and me? If I let you... Like? Give you my virginity? Promise?"
"Are you really a virgin, Annette? Even at your age?" He nestled the thick knob of his cock intop the soft, fleshy rolls of her cuntlips and heard her faint gasp. The woman raised her head to look down to where she felt the hot contact as he continued, "You're a sexy woman. And a hot one, too. It's hard to believe that you've kept your cherry all this time?
"Please, Bill? Please be gentle? Honest, Bill, I haven't... not ever... and I'm afraid? Try not to hurt me?" Frightened though she was, the woman did not even consider trying to stop the big college student. Not only was she in his power because of her actions with the woman-child, Sue, but the sight of his huge, thickly veined organ left her weak and helpless, as if he was pointing at her with a big gun.
Her soft, moist labia enclosed the tip of his cock and then, he guided it to the intense heat of her vaginal mouth. She lay flat and unresisting, her eyes widening and her mouth gaping as he pushed in and then, to his surprise, he met the obstruction that confirmed her vestal state. He paused.
"My God! You are! You really are a virgin! I tought you were just saying that?" He withdrew slightly, pushed in again, and repeated the motion as he reached down to finger the slick, white bud of her clit. "Just relax, baby. Just relax.", he said softly as he rubbed her little trigger and watched for signs that it was having the desired effect. "Just take it easy, Annette. Let me make you cum, dear. I want you to cum."
The sight of the slender woman, lying there so submissively compliant, was almost too much for him to resist breaking through the barrier right now but it would be easier, he knew from experience, if he completed her devirgination just as her orgasm came. Her trim hips flared out from her narrow waist, her large-nippled, upthrust breasts were heaving with her growing arousal and her sexy mouth was open, the lips parted as her breathing became laboured.
"Oh yes Annette. Oh yes. Cum baby. Cum.", he chanted in a soft, deep voice and, in an almost hypnotic trance, she felt the blossoming heat in her belly. Instinctively, Fiorela tilted her pelvis. Bill looked down at the black-bushed nest, a wide triangle of coarse, curly hair that covered her mons and extended down over the fat lips that surrounded the tip of his cock.
"Hannh? Annh? Aaahhh! ANH! ANH! ANH!", the woman panted, her sharp cries increasing in volume as the first wave of orgasm washed over her unfucked loins. "HUNH? UNNHH? UUNNGGHHH!", she cried out as the young man thrust and the massive head of his cock burst through the tender, virginal membrane sending a sharp pain through her lower body, a pain that melded with the hot thrills of her orgasm and added to her unwilled bliss. With a merciless lunge he sheathed the full length of his organ up inside her unsullied sheath, stretching and expanding the elastic passage until his hips were meshed with hers, driving her down into the mattress. Even in the throes of her climax, the woman felt as if he was splitting her apart but, caught up in the ecstasy, her trim hips jerked and wriggled, speared by the mammoth pole, and her involuntary motions imparted intense pleasure to her assailant.
Bill was fighting to hold back his own climax as the woman's tight, juicy vagina nipped and milked his throbbing fuckpole. He ground against her hips, feeling her furry pelvis rubbing scratchily to his and her firm tits poking into his chest.
"How is it, Annette? Is it hurting?", he asked after her body had become quiescent, except for an occasional, post-orgasmic twitch.
"Hanh... anh?", she gasped, looking over his shoulder with lust- dulled eyes. "I?... I don't know?... I feel?... at first it did? But?"
Satisfied that the woman's slender body had easily adjusted to being so thoroughly ravished and, with his own lust under control, the college student began to rock his hips, causing his deeply buried cock to move within Annette's tightly clasping fuckwell. Then, when she remained lax and unprotesting beneath him, he raised up and began to plumb her tender depths with full length strokes of his dong.
The young woman lifted her head to look down to where she was joined to the big, young man and, seeing his impossibly huge member withdraw, then plunge back into her body, she whimpered with awe. A trace of her vestal blood was visible on the thickly veined shaft and she shuddered, realizing she was no longer a virgin.
"You're lovely, Annette. Fabulous. Love your soft, fat cunt and the way it clings to my cock, baby." He squeezed her firm breasts while he continued to slowly fuck her limp body and then, gradually, he sensed her remewed response. At first it was her legs, trembling, jerking a bit, then raising up vertically as he ignited her unpracticed lust. "That's it, baby. That's it. Fuck up at me. You like it, don't you, Annette?"
"Hunh... unh... yeh... yess...", she moaned as her hips began to rock in rhythym with his thrusts. And then, even as she willingly participated in her own coerced debauchment by the big, young college student, Annette was suddenly stricken by the fear of possible consequences. Virgin though she had been, she was not ignorant of sex and she knew that the man had not taken any precautions. She could become pregnant?
"Hunnh... unnnh? Bill? Unnh?..." Her attempt at voicing her concern was delayed as his forceful thrusts drove the breath from her. "Hunnh?... unnh? Wait? Unnh... wait?"
Bill placed his hands under her firm buttocks, drawing her close and grinding against her, bumping something hard, deep inside her slender body. "Wait? What do you mean, baby. Are you afraid I'll cum before you cum again?"
"Unnh... n... n... noo? It's just? Is it safe? Will I get pregnant?"
"It'll be alright this time, baby.", he replied with an assurance he didn't really believe. This woman was in the prime of her childbearing years but he had no intent of stopping now. He wanted to complete her initiation with the finality of pumping his gism into her first-fucked passage. "Next time I'll go in your mouth."
Annette was really beyond caring, now, as her climax began it's rapid climb to a peak but, when he said he'd go in her mouth, next time, it emphasized to her how much in command of her this dominant, young man was. He shifted higher on her hips and, as the shaft of his cock rode over her clitoris, she squealed in the heat of passion.
Engulfed by the woman's large, soft vulva and its tight, hot vaginal sheath, Bill felt the first contraction that squeezed his deepthrust organ. Her legs locked around his hips and he began to move faster, her ass lifting off the bed with his upstroke, then driving back down as he pushed back in. His cum-heavy balls bounced on the upturned cheeks of her ass as he fucked her.
"Hummphh... ummmpphh...", she grunted and then the hot waves of orgasm washed over her loins and she bucked and wriggled in a paroxysm of lustful ecstasy. The man rode her slender, writhing frame, savouring the tight-muscled action of her sheath, as he felt the growing heat in his testicles. And then, with a breathless sigh of completion, she went limp beneath him, her legs releasing his hips and, except for the involuntary jerking and twitching of her belly and thighs, she lay quiet.
The young man raised his upper body away from the prone woman's heaving breasts and slowly withdrew from her spasming sheath, then pushed back in, seeing and feeling the way her large, fat labia clasped his organ, relishing the tight grip of her novice passage.
Annette watched, also, submissively accepting this continuation of her initiation, waiting, wondering when he'd stop. And then she felt the hugely invading penis swell to even greater dimensions, bucking against the soft constraint of her vaginal enclosure.
"Unnh... yunnh baby... yunnh...", Bill moaned as the hot rush of blissful sensation washed over his loins. He plunged into the engulfing, moist heat of her docile body and exploded. He felt the burning wetness of his gism surrounding his cock and, reflexively, the woman's sheath once again contracted.
The woman also felt it, perhaps even more than he. Hot and wet the man's lewd eruption flooded her deeply, a heavy, spurting gush that seemed to go right up into her belly. He was doing it. Going off in her. Perhaps he was even impregnating her? But, subjugated and subservient to the masterful, young man, she could only lie there and meekly accept this ultimate domination, this wanton flooding of her innermost reaches with his hot semen. And then his full weight came down, crushing her into the mattress, confirming her complete vanquishment.
Bill let his cock soak in the wet heat of the slender woman's cum- flooded fuckwell, feeling her firm breastmounds beneath his chest and the occasional twitch and shudder of her hips and belly.
"That was great, Annette. Was it good for you?", he asked as he rolled off her to lie beside her.
"Uh... yeh... yess... and you won't tell, now, will you?"
"It's our secret.", he lied, knowing that Sue was likely still nearby, probably waiting her turn.
There was a hesitancy in his voice and the schoolteacher was suddenly apprehensive. He had fucked her, taken her virginity, but she had no guarantee, other than his promise, that he'd live up to his part of the bargain. And she had no faith in the truth of his promise. What he had done to her, albeit with her complete concurrence, was immoral and also dishonest. He could turn around now, and for some different advantage, let out the secret of her own promiscuous, illegal activities. But it was done nd she had no choice but to trust him.
Bill held the woman close and, exhausted by the emotional stress she had undergone, Annette soon was asleep. He waited a few more minutes, then went to Sue's room.
"We'd better wait until tomorrow, Sue." Bill said as he sat beside his naked, young cousin. "If Annette ever found out how we tricked her, she'd kill us." At the moment he was not terribly interested in fucking the youngster, anyway, after the satisfaction taking Annette's cherry.
"Awww Bill.", the youngster protested. "I wish you'd do me now? It was so... so 'citin' to see how yuh done her. Was she really? Like? Were you really her first guy?"
"I was. And I want you again, Sue... but?" He caressed her firm, young body, adding, "First thing tomorrow we'll go to the loft. She won't find us there. I'll make it worth waiting for. I promise."
Dear Diary - I can't wait to see what she writes in her Journal after tonight. I never seen nothin like it. Bill got her so worried coz he said he was gonna tell Mom about what she was doin to me that she most begged him to fuck her. And he wuz the first one, too. She's twenty eight years old and she never had it before! But she sure liked it. I bet she wishes now that she hadn't waited so long. Only thing wrong is that I gotta wait til tomorrow to get it from him next and I'm so horny from watchin him do her I can't stand it. He better get up early coz I aint gonna wait long!
When Annette awoke, some two hours later, she was aware of an ache in her belly. For a moment she did not remember what had happened and then, with a rush of shame, she recalled every lewd detail, from being discovered with Sue to sucking on the man's penis to losing her virginity and, finally, to feeling him go off inside her. It almost seemed that there was a sloshing sound from her belly when she moved and she wondered if he had made her pregnant. Then her fear of pregnancy was displaced by her fear that, despite her total surrender to him, he would still tell the girl's mother. She lay, suddenly wide-awake, worried sick at the thought. And then she had a lewd inspiration. If she could compromise him with the young girl he would not be able to tell anyone without implicating himself. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
As the woman walked awkwardly to the bathroom a hot wetness trickled down her inner thigh. She felt tender down there, almost as if he was still inside her, and when she looked at her leg she saw where a creamy fluid had oozed from her vagina. It was, she was sure, some of what he had pumped into her and, as she looked closer, she saw a stain of dried blood on her labia, the irrefutable evidence of her lost virginity. The woman showered and then, still determined to carry out her salacious plan, she decided to record it in her journal so she could be sure she had it all thought out.
Journal - Oct.20 - This is really twice in the same day since, although it is technically the 20th, it's 2.00 A.M. and only six hours after my last entry. But it has been a very stressful six hours. And Sue's 'hunk' has taken care of one thing. I'm not going to die a virgin. I don't know whether I'm sad or angry or, maybe, satisfied? I'll figure it out at a later date. Right now, I'm worried. My minor worry is pregnancy. Bill did not take any precaution and I feel like I'm already pregnant from what he put in me. But that worry is secondary.
My main worry is that he'll tell Bonny what I've been doing with Sue. And that would be disastrous. He coerced me into letting him do what he did with that threat, even if he did back off on it. But I thought that, by letting him, I would guarantee his silence. Now I'm not so sure so I've developed another plan.
This is completely unprincipled and degenerate but, if I got him to have sex with Sue, then he'd have to keep it a secret because he'd be even more guilty than I. He could go to jail because she's underage. Seriously underage. So this is what I'm going to do:
1. First I have to be sure that he'll do it, even though she's only eleven and is his cousin. I'm pretty sure that he will. When she got out of bed, after he caught us last night, he looked at her as if he'd like to have her. She is certainly well developed for her age and, as I've said before, she has bigger breasts than I. So I am sure he'll agree to do it to her. (I guess I can call a spade a spade. He'll agree to fuck her.)
2. Then I have to get her ready for it. She has become very obedient since we started 'sleeping together', to use the euphemism for what we do. I'll pretend to blame her for us getting caught and for my loss of my virginity. (And, in fact, it was her fault.) Then I'll tell her that Bill told me that he really wants her, too, but he doesn't think he should because she's too young also, his cousin. If she acts like she won't, I'll say that he's going to tell her mother but, if he fucked her, then he wouldn't be able to tell on us. (Which is the truth.) I bet she'll have a fit when she sees how big his penis is but I'll point out that, even if she's younger than I, she's also bigger than I so it will fit.
I must be depraved but while I have been writing out my plan, I've been getting really excited about carrying it out. I can't wait to see him sink his huge penis into her hairless, little vagina and to see the expression on her face when she gets it.
Bill awoke when the woman crawled in beside him and, at first, he expected it to be his young cousin. Then, as she snuggled close, he realized who it was.
"Mmmm... Annette... I'm glad... I'm glad you came... I was dreaming about you.", he lied as he rolled onto his side and pushed his semi-erect penis against her belly.
"I'm still ashamed of what I did.", the woman said in a whisper. "I mean, with Sue... not with you. What do you think of her? Doesn't she look older than she is? I mean, to you? Couldn't you have been tempted by a girl her age, like I was?"
"I don't know, Annette? Maybe, but she's my cousin?" He wondered why the woman was asking.
"I know... but... apart from that? Like, she's bigger here than I am," and she placed his hand on her breast. "And she has a nice figure... better than many women. Didn't you ever think about doing it with her? Wouldn't it be exciting to teach... initiate a girl like her? You know already that she's a passionate little minx? And I bet you had girls her age when you were younger?" The lewdly scheming teacher placed her hand on the man's swelling cock-sausage and felt it jump.
"Yeah? I guess so? But? I don't think she'd let me? Like, I'm sure she'd be afraid... or she'd tell Aunt Bonny? And, anyway, she's my cousin so I couldn't?" Gradually he began to realize what the teacher was hinting at.
Annette felt his organ harden more to her touch and, with the encouragement of his response, she rose to her knees and bent down over his groin. It was easier, this time, for she'd had his penis in her mouth before. She mouthed the hard tool, using her tongue with a skill that belied her inexperience.
"I wish you would, Bill? I'd like to see... I know I'm awful... but I'd like to see you do to her what you just did to me? And I bet she'd like it, too, just like I did. She'd let you, Bill. I know she would. I saw how she looked at you when you caught us together. She likes you a lot."
"But, how? Like? How would I get her to do it?" Bill was sure now of the woman's intent and he played along with it.
His organ was in a state of full erection, now, and the woman was becoming excited by it and by her salacious plan, also. What had been, at first, just a means of securing his secrecy, had become a lewdly exciting adventure. She tried to imagine the expression on the young creature's face when she first took that mammoth rod into her hairless vagina. And she wondered just how she, herself, had looked when he had broken through into her own unsullied passage.
"I'll get in bed with her... leave it to me... and I know I can get her to agree... she's a hot-blooded young thing and... after I tell her what you did to me... and how much I liked it... I don't have to lie about that... she'll welcome you with open arms... and legs... Just wait here for a while and we'll both join you."
"Yeah, Annette... I'll do it... but..." and Bill guided her head down again to his throbbing organ. The timid woman parted her fat, red lips and opening her pretty mouth, she engulfed four inches of the thickly veined shaft in the moist, hot cavern. She looked up at him as her head started a slow, bobbing motion, her soft lips clinging to the wet shaft, sliding up and down. Her hot, pebbled tongue caressed the underside and he moaned with the intense pleasure of her submissive kiss.
Annette could see, and hear, that she was giving this man pleasure and, when he held her head and gently urged her lower, she knew he wanted her to take as much as she could inside her mouth. Valiantly she worked her lips lower on the thick shaft, "Glanngh!" she gagged and pulled back when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.
"Oh God, Annette! That's wonderful. Never felt anything so wonderful!!"
She pulled back a bit, tipped up her head, and slowly sank down towards his groin. He could feel the back of her mouth, then some spasms as her choke reflex kicked in. Moving back a bit, then forward again, she lowered her head a little farther down, taking his cock into the entrance of her throat. "Glannggh!!" she gagged again and she pulled back a bit again, catching her breath. Her hand squeezed the base of his throbbing organ and she tilted her head a bit farther and pushed down farther.
"Oohhh Gawwddd Annette... oohhhh Gawwd!" Bill moaned as he felt the head of his cock pass through into her throat. The sensation of her throat gripping the sensitive tip evoked a louder groan of pleasure and the kneeling woman trembled with a perverse delight that she was giving this man such obvious joy. She drew back as if to breathe and, looking up in a wide-eyed appeal for his approval, she uttered a soft whimper and lowered down until her nose was buried in his curly hairs.
"Yeahhh... Gawwdd yessss Annette," Bill cried out as he felt his cock being massaged and compressed as her throat muscles swallowed the hugelt invading tool Her fat lips were wrapped around the thick root of his cock, working on it as if to swallow all of him in her submissively sucking maw.
"Oohhh Gawwd, Annette... I'm going to cum," he gasped as he felt the semen rushing inside him, fighting its way to his penis and, with a last rush, spurting out and up into the woman's hotly engulfing mouth.
Inexperienced though she was, when Annette felt the throat-filling cock swell and jerk, she knew he was cumming, even before he cried out. She started to pull away but he held her there with half of his mammoth tool still enclosed by her trembling mouth. She felt the hot jets of sperm spurt inside her as he shot his seminal contents into her soft throat. She gasped and choked but valiantly swallowed, hastily sucking from him as she looked up, seeking his approval.
"My God, Annette... I never... you're wonderful," Bill praised her as she stayed down on him, slobbering and drooling a hot mixture of semen and saliva, her lips and tongue still caressing the jerking, mouth filling fountain of lust.
Although fucking his young cousin would not be a new experience, the scenario that the schoolteacher was setting up was a special turn-on. Not only would there be the novelty of having the newly initiated teacher present while he screwed the sexy young creature but she would, he was sure, give a good acting performance when he supposedly devirginated her. He relaxed and, surprisingly, he dozed.
"It's me, Bill, and have I got a surprise for you."
Bill awoke to the warmth of Annette's closely snuggled body and, looking over her shoulder, he saw Sue, nude, standing by the bed. Then, lying on her side and lifting her upper leg as if she had been doing this for years, the woman guided his already erect organ into her vagina, flinching slightly as the thick rod slid past the torn remnants of her hymen.
"Oh Bill. Oohhh. Oohhh yeesss...", the slender woman moaned. "But I have someone else who wants it, too. Don't you, Sue?"
"Sue? Oh my God! What are you doing here?", he gasped as he pushed deeper into Annette's tight, once-fucked sheath.
"She sez yuh'd like to do it to me, too, Bill?", the youngster said as she climbed in beside him, snuggling up to his back.
"But Sue? Oh no! You're too young?" and he pulled out of the teacher's wet passage and rolled over on his back.
Sue had pretended to the teacher that she was scared and didn't really want to do it but, with the threat of him telling her mother about her and the teacher, with seeming reluctance she had agreed to go along with Annette's lewd scheme.
"Oh My! Oh!", the girl gasped when he rolled on his back and she saw the huge, upthrust organ. "Oh Annette? You din't tell me how big it is? I? I? I don't dare. I'm scairt."
The woman lunged across the man's body and pushed the shapely youngster flat on the bed, afraid that her immoral plan was going to fail. She dove between the girl's legs and her mouth closed over her plump, hairless quim. Bill watched the salacious scene as, for about a minute, the woman titillated the young girl's clit until, without any faking, Sue was panting with excitement.
"Now Bill. Now. She's ready." and, lifting her dripping face from the softness of the youngster's quim, she grabbed the man's throbbing penis and pulled him over the defenselessly open girl's body.
As the schoolteacher moved out of the way, Bill knelt between Sue's widespread thighs, his mammoth tool poised threateningly only an inch away from the wet, gaping slit of her vulva.
"Bill? Oh no, Bill? I'm too young? I'm only 'leven," the ripe, underage girl protested. "Yer too big? It'll kill me!" But she made no attempt to escape.
"It's all right, Sue," the schoolteacher said pleadingly. "It will be good. Remember what I told you?", she added, reminding her of the threat that he'd tell her mother.
"But? But? Oh, Annette? Yuh din't say how big he is? Please, Bill? Oh please? I don't wanna do it."
"She does, Bill. She really does want it. Do it Bill! Fuck her!"
Annette was beside herself now with degenerate lust. The sight of the young girl's ripe, nubile body with her hairless, narrow-slitted vulva vulnerably close to the mammoth fucktool incited the schoolteacher to new heights of depravity.
"Don't stop, Bill! Give it to her!" the woman commanded and she pushed down on his hips, forcing the seemingly reluctant man closer.
Bill felt the familiar softness of his cousin's young twat as his cock spread the hairless lips and he entered the tight mouth.
"Bill! It hurts!" Sue cried. "It's too big? I'm too young? I'm yer cousin?" she whimpered. "Oh no! Hurts! Huurrrtttss!" The shapely pre-teen grimaced in faked pain as the college student buried his cock in the familiar enclosure of her young body.
With rush of guilt Annette looked on as the young man's body meshed with his little cousin's. She saw the young girl's eyes fill with tears and heard her sob, "Oh Bill? You busted me. You broke my cherry. You shouldn'ta done it." The teacher would have been furious had she been able to know the satisfaction the young girl felt, satisfaction and pride of her acting ability. Sue pretended to sob and try to push Bill's big body off.
"Just relax, Sue. You'll like it," Bill said in a firm voice. "You're a big girl now.show Annette what a big girl you are." He began to fuck her then as her oft-screwed young passage molded snugly to the familiar pole. Sue's phony sobs and tears continued for a couple of minutes as she felt her excitement grow.
"Bill.Oh Bill.Yer makin' me feel funny.What're yuh doin' to me?"
"I'm fucking you Sue. You know that. Just like I fucked Annette last night."
"But? Like? But I'm too young?"
"We'll see about that, Sue. Am I hurting you?"
"Nah.Not much.Not now." and her legs lifted to wrap around his hips. She glanced at her teacher and if she hadn't been so hot she'd have laughed at the sad, serious expression on the older woman's face. Yes, they were fooling her. Boy, would she be mad if she knew that Bill had been fucking her for months.
"Oh Bill.Can yuh go faster? Can yuh fuck me harder?"
Annette was aghast at the young girl's request. My God. How could a girl as young as Sue act this way? But her belly churned from the lewd obscenity of what she was seeing. The girl's little hands were clawing at the man's plunging buttocks like she was trying to pull him in deeper and her sobs had ceased to be replaced with breathless, panting whimpers.
Sue wasn't acting now. She was writhing and squirming as her cousin's mammoth cock ploughed her juvenile body and she felt the hot, wonderful pressure of impending orgasm grow in her belly.
The watching woman was herself caught up by the salacious scene and her hand was working furiously on her fat, swollen cunt. The man, his own pressures diminished by being drained by the teacher's sucking mouth, kept on fucking his young cousin through her first climax and then on to a second.
But even the effect of Annette's cocksucking couldn't stop him from another explosion. As Sue gasped in the delight of another orgasm Bill rammed into her hard and fiercely as his semen pump discharged into the girl's spasming sheath.
"Oh Golly Bill? Yuh didn't knock me up did you," Sue moaned in pretended concern. "I felt you shoot yer stuff way up inside me?'
"You'll be OK Sue. Annette swallowed the stuff that might have made you pregnant," and he chuckled inwardly as the teacher's face flushed with embarrassment.
Journal - Oct.20 - I am truly depraved. I actually did what I said I would. I helped him deflower an eleven-year-old virgin. And now he'll never tell. She is certainly precocious, though. At first she objected and she cried and wriggled like a speared fish but, once he began to fuck her, after he got it all in, she lost all her fear. If Bonny doesn't get home today, I know she'll let him do her again, without any objections at all. And I'm exhausted.
Dear Diary - Annette thinks Bill got my cherry tonight. I bet she'd be some mad if she knew he done that five months ago. But it was fun, speshly with her watchin us. I'm wore out.
By the time he returned to college at the end of the weekend it was Bill who was worn out.
Dear Diary: Aunt Annette's got a new boyfriend and is he ever a hunk. I think he's too young for her, too. He's still a student at the college here. He's real nice, too. When he came over to bring something from Aunt Annette for Mom, he didn't treat me like a little kid. Even if he's too young for Aunt Annette, I'd sure rather have him for an uncle than that bum she useta go with.
"I never was late before, Bill? I hope it's not for real. If it turns out OK, you have to promise to use a condom until I can get on the pill."
Annette was lying naked beside her first male lover, her post-coital lethargy allowing her, for the first time in three weeks, to lose some of her growing fear that she was pregnant. They were in her sister's bed, her sister working as she did, five nights a week. Her little, twelve year old niece was at the library, studying, or so they thought, anyway.
"I'm sure it's just a false alarm, Annette," Bill murmured as he fondled her big, soft breasts. "If it isn't... well? We'll work it out."
"God, Bill. I thought you were going to kill me the night you raped me. You're huge!" The woman idly played with the man's flaccid tool. It would soon shrink to an unimpressive size but, right now, it was still more than six inches.
"I didn't rape you," he chuckled. "It was you who got in bed with me, wasn't it? You were the one who demanded that I eat you."
"We're both awful, aren't we? Depraved. Do we have time to do it again before Iris gets home? I wonder if she's started thinking about boys, yet? She's a pretty, little thing, isn't she?"
"I really hadn't noticed. She's kind of skinny."
"Hah! You like your women any size... and age. I wouldn't trust you alone with her, even if she's too young. I know you, remember. She's older than Sue, even if she doesn't have tits yet." And then her fingers became more active as she decided that they had enough time for a quickie before her niece got home.
Iris had, in fact, been home for almost half an hour. Bill and Annette had been in the throes of their first coupling since Bill had returned to the university and had eyes and ears for nothing except each other. Iris had got an eyeful... and an earful, too, for her aunt was uninhibitedly and noisily sexual since her forced devirgination, six weeks ago. Through the crack of the door the slender twelve year old had watched and listened, her fingers exploring her smooth, young pussy, her juvenile loins afire with strange, new sensations.
Dear Diary - WOW! I've heard the girls talk about it but I never dreamed it was like it is. I saw Aunt Annette and her friend, Bill tonight in Mom's bed. And she thinks he's knocked her up, too. I may get him for an uncle. That'd be neat. Anyway, I gotta tell you all about it so when I'm older I'll be able to remember the first time I had sex. It was sorta my first time, really, coz I never had a climax before. I played with myself while I watched them and... Wow... it sure felt good. Anyways, diary, when I came home I heard them... golly, Aunt Annette sure talks dirty. She used the f word and a lotta others, too. He was on top of her and his bare bottom was going up and down and she had her legs in the air and she was grunting and wriggling and, if I didn't know it was supposed to be fun, I'da thought she was bein hurt. After, when he got off her, I couldn't believe how big his thing was. Must be most a foot long. Like my arm, sorta. They talked about me, too. I think he musta done it to a little girl, someone named Sue. Golly, I wonder how she took that big thing inside. It musta hurt somethin awful? Anyways, Diary, I'm gonna try'n make it happen again and I'll pretend I'm Sue.
"I really appreciate this, Bill. I couldn't get the girl who usually stays here when I have to go away and I didn't know what I was going to do."
"It's no problem at all, Donna. I can study here better than in the residence. And Iris knows how to get her own meals... don't you?" Bill looked at the slender, twelve year old who was standing a few feet away, ready to say good bye to her mother. And soon to say good bye to something else, too, although her impending seduction was yet little more than a sub-conscious twitter in either one's mind.
"Yeah, sure. Do I hafta cook for you, too?"
"No... I'll eat at the university. And it's only three days."
Dear Diary - He plays with himself, too. I got up to go to the bathroom and I saw the light on in his bedroom... Mom's bedroom, that is. I kinda snuck close and he was there on the bed without even pajamas on. He was lookin at a magazine... one of those with pitchers of naked girls... and he was strokin his thing. He musta been imaginin he was doin it to one of them. Like I been imaginin I'm doin it with him. Wonder if he ever imagines he's doin it to me?
Dear Diary - Boy, since I learnt how to make it happen, I can't get enough. Tonight, after he's in bed, I'm gonna peek again. If he's doin what he was last night, I'm gonna watch him and do myself while I'm watchin. It'll be most like the real thing, I bet.
"Who's there? Is that you, Iris?" Bill quickly put down the magazine and pulled the sheet up to cover his raging erection.
"Uh, yeah Bill. I wuz just goin' to the bathroom." Iris was as naked as he, her knees wobbly for she'd been on the verge of a climax when he'd called out. She must've made a noise, which isn't surprising since she had been panting like a steam engine.
And suddenly he was there, at the door, his big, hard penis standing out like a flagpole. "Is that all you were doing, young lady?" Before she could move away, his hand was between her legs. "It feels to me like you were doing something else, weren't you? Were you watching me?"
"No Bill. No. I din't see nothin'," the young girl exclaimed, clamping her thighs together and trying to twist away from his hand's intimate assault. "I din't see nothin'"
"I don't believe you, Iris. Come on... in here... let me do what you were doing and you can do the same for me." The girl hung back as he pulled her into the room and towards the bed but he was too big and strong for her resistance to mean much.
"Mmmmm... you have a sweet, little pussy, Iris. Isn't it better when I play with it than when you do?" The slender, twelve year old girl was sprawled on the big bed, her legs now wide apart, as the man skillfully stroked and probed her soft, hairless sex.
"Yanh... hanh... yanh, Bill. Yer not gonna? Like? Do what yuh done to Aunt Annette, are you?" Her sex felt like it was swollen to balloon size between her legs and she knew it was going to happen for her any moment. And then, suddenly, the big student's head was between her legs and his mouth and hot, hard tongue was on her pussy. "Whanhh? Hannhh? Bill? Hannhh... anh annhhhh..." she cried out with surprise and ecstasy. Her little body convulsed as his clit-thrumming tongue took her that last micron over the edge and she writhed and wriggled through a mind-blowing orgasm.
"Did you like that, Iris?" Bill asked as he raised his wet face from between the young girls jerking, twitching legs. "Was it better than with your fingers?"
"Hanhh... Bill... hannh... it was fab... I never felt nothin' like that... ever..." The ingenuous sub-teen lay there, her belly still churning, her hips making little, involuntary tics and jerks from the momentous effects on her underaged body.
"Now I want you to do that for me, Iris. So I can feel as good as you do."
"You mean? Like? With my mouth?"
"Yes, Iris. With your pretty, little mouth. C'mon." He stood up then, drawing the docile youngster with him. "On your knees, Iris." Unresistingly but reluctantly, the young girl let him push her down until she was kneeling before him, his outthrust prick almost level with her mouth.
"But? But, Bill? I don't know how?"
"Just open your mouth, Iris." and, reaching down, he pressed on the back of her head, forcing her closer. "Ohhh yessss, Iris. Oh God, that feels good," he moaned as her hot, wet mouth closed reluctantly around the bulbous knob. "Push up with your tongue, Iris. Wrap your lips tight and push up with your tongue. Oohhhh yesss baby... yeesss... you're good."
The young girl had shuddered, involuntarily when the smooth, slick knob had pushed between her lips but pleased by the man's compliments and thrilled that she, a twelve year old, could give him such pleasure, she closed her eyes and gave herself up to his lewd guidance.
"Oohhh yesss Iris... in and out... suck on it, baby... use your tongue..." he murmured encouragingly as he held her head and moved it back and forth. "I've never seen anything as sexy as you, Iris... with your pretty mouth filled with my cock... your soft lips wrapped around it... you're lovely."
Iris had one hand on the thick shaft now and, with his guidance, the other hand cupping his heavily dangling testicles. "Glanggh!" she gagged when the tip bumped the entrance to her throat. "Gluub!" Bur bravely she continued.
"Oohhh yesss Iris... you're good... it feels so good when I touch your throat like that... try to take it... try to take as much as you can."
The girl had a serious expression on her face, or at least as much as could be told when her mouth was stuffed with the man's huge organ. The novel act seemed to promote saliva flow and her oral orifice was flooded with that and the copious pre-orgasmic emission from the man's tool. "Shlurp... shluurrpp... shluurrpp," she sucked him wetly, liquid overflowing her mouth and straming down her chin. She felt him stiffen and both his hands grasped the back of her head.
"Oohhh Gawwd, Iris. I'm gonna cum... don't stop... gonna cum in your mouth!"
Instinctively, Iris tugged gently at the heavy lust eggs. She felt Bill's cock swell between her lips, then give a sharp jump. "Glanngh!" she choked when, suddenly, a hot blast of semen jetted into her mouth. "Glannghh... gluunnggh," she gurgled, trying to pull away but held close by the man's grip on the back of her head. "Glunccgh... glullp glunnchh..." But, even as she choked down his spurting semen, she tugged at his balls and her lips milked the bucking, spitting tool. She would make him feel as good as he had made her feel.
"Oohhh Gawwd, Iris... you're marvellous," Bill moaned as he slumped to the floor beside the young girl. "You must've done that before?"
"Oh no, Bill... never... but I though you were gonna choke me. Didja? I mean? Like? Didja really think I done it good? Has Aunt Annette done it for you, too?"
"Yes and no, Iris. Yes, I think you did it extra special good and no, Annette hasn't done it... not for me, anyway." But she has for a lot of little girls like you, baby. I wonder if she'll ever try to get you?
Dear Diary - What a night! I made myself cum (that's what he calls it) twice while I was watching him and then he caught me. I never felt nothin as good as when he kissed me down below. Yes. That's right. He kissed me right on my pussy. And did I ever cum then. WOW! And he made me take his thing... his cock... I gotta start usin those words, Diary. I kinda like them. Anyways, he put his cock in my mouth and he says I sucked him real good. I thought I'd choke ever time he tried to push it into my throat but I let him anyways coz he sez it feels extra good. And he went off in my mouth, too. I tried to pull away but he held me there and I had to swallow his stuff. It tasted OK. I bet he's gonna want me to do it again tomorrow night, too. And I'll do it, speshly if he does it for me, too. Mom would sure be sprised... and mad... if she knew. So would Aunt Annette, I bet.
"There's a better way, Iris. We can do it together," Bill said as he eased the naked youngster down onto the bed beside him. Compliantly and trustingly, she lay back when his head dipped down between her open legs and his mouth closed over the soft, puffy bulge of her vulva. She was already wet just from thinking about this all day and in hardly more than a minute her legs were locked around his head as she bucked and jerked through an orgasm. Then she became aware of his huge cock bumping her chin as he knelt astride her shoulders, his face buried in her juvenile, hairless snatch. Her mouth opened willingly and soon he was fucking in and out between her lips while her licked and tongued her swollen twat. Three times she came but, although she expected it at any time, he didn't go in her mouth.
And then he was lying beside her, kissing her mouth now, his face wet and slippery from her juices and her mouth slick from his juices. One hand was under her bum, holding and squeezing it, while the other wandered up to her hard, little nipples that stuck out like two pencil erasers from her undeveloped breasts with their pinkly crinkled aureola. Then he was caressing her full, young thighs and, again, to her smooth, throbbingly swollen juvenile pussy.
"Tell me when you're gonna cum again," Bill said in a lust-choked voice. His balls felt as big as melons and they ached as they never had before, partly from the anticipation of getting into this beautiful, tractable youngster. After screwing big, soft Annette, this girls firm, slender body would be a delightful change. Was she going to be a virgin? After the way she'd sucked him, he wasn't all that sure that she was as innocent as she claimed.
"Hanh? Yanh? Hanh? I'm awful close, Bill? Do it faster"
The girl's body stiffened and Bill knew that now was the time. Quickly, he slid two pillows under her firm bottom, arching her young hips higher and then, as she moaned and panted, he rolled between her widespread legs.
Iris's eyes were closed as she neared the orgasmic precipice and she didn't realize what was happening. She felt the hot touch of the man's slick knob against her swollen cuntlips but, lost in her personal bliss, she remained open and defenseless beneath him.
"Ohh yesss, Iris... yesss... we'll cum together." Bill looked down at the smooth, hairless bulge between her open thighs, watching as his huge, slick knob parted the tender fleshrolls. God, she was hot. He collared his weapon in the tight mouth of her juvenile cunt, pushing in slowly, waiting for her reaction.
It was different. The innocent, twelve year old felt a strange pressure below and she widened her legspread as if to relieve it. Suddenly her arms were flung out to the sides and her upper lip drew back, baring her teeth in a grimace of fear and apprehension as she realized what was happening.
"Jahh... Bill... Jahh... Bill..." she whimpered. She felt an ache, then a sharp, tearing pain and she cried out in agony. "Whanncchh... hannnchh!" It felt to her as if some mammoth pillar was invading her young body. "Hannncchh... annchhhh!" sounded sibilantly from her pretty mouth as she was skewered by the student's huge tool.
Bill was in heaven. He felt her virginal barrier yielding inward and then it seemed to dissolve before his onslaught. The slender youngster's passage was skinning his cock with a tight, slick softness, caressing it and sending momentous thrills surging through his loins. She was even tighter than his eleven year old cousin Sue, her narrow, newly violated fuckchute making his cock burn from the friction between its elastic walls and his steel hard tool. With short, advancing jabs he penetrated deeper and deeper until her cervix had been pushed aside and his hairy pubis was mashed to her soft, hairless mons.
"Oohh Gawwd, Iris. Oohhh Gawwd, you're wonderful. I never felt anyone so good. Are you OK Iris? Am I hurting you?"
"Hanh? Bill? Yes... no... dunno... are yuh?... Is it in?"
"Oh God yes, baby, I'm in. All in. You have the tightest, little cunt I've ever fucked." Shifting higher on her tense but unresisting frame, he felt her clit bump rubbing under his cock and, swiveling from side to side, he massaged her little cum-trigger. His hands were under her firm assglobes and he felt, suddenly, a flexing of the muscles and a sudden twitch of her tightly clasping fuckwell. "Cum, baby. Cummm!" he groaned and he rammed his cock all the way up into her suddenly spasming sheath.
"Heechhh... hanncchh... whoooo... ooohhhh," the young girl wailed as she was wracked by hot, gut-wrenching spasms, her hips jerking and twittering as wave after hot wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her ravished, young frame.
It felt to Bill as if the pre-teen's sheath was sucking on his cock and he felt the hot, almost painful rush from his aching balls along his deeply buried tool until his semen gushed in voluminous spurts way up into the underaged girl's womb. It was as if his cock as surrounded by fire as he filled her juvenile cuntwell and the viscous fluid extruded out between his cock and her widely stretched cuntwalls to dribble down the crack of her upraised ass. He pumped in and out, letting her tightly spasming sheath milk him with its innocent tightness.
"Oohhh Gawwd, Iris. You're the best. So hot and so tight and so sweet. Ae you OK? Was it good for you, too?"
"Hannh... gawwwlyy... hanh... Bill... hannh... I ain't gonna be able to walk..." Iris lay there, still plugged by the man's huge tool. Then, as he slowly withdrew, she looked down with unbelieving eyes. Had she actually had all of that inside her? She saw the glistening, pink tinged whiteness coating the smooth shaft and realized that it was her virgin blood that added the colour. But she didn't care. She was a woman now.
Bill's cock felt as if somebody had been squeezing it in a vise. It was sore but the soreness reminded him of how delightful the girl's passage had felt. He lay beside her, holding her close.
Dear Diary - He done it. He fucked me. He got all of that huge cock way up inside me. I feel like it's gonna show outside. I was so cited I didn't know what he was doin and then I felt the hurt. Boy, did it ever hurt. But after he busted my cherry it didn't hurt much. I feel sorta like he's still in me but maybe it's just all the stuff he pumped inside. After he done me the first time he sorta played with me some more and then he done it again. I think I liked the second time better coz it lasted longer. But I couldn't take no more tonight. I wish Mom was gonna be away longer. I wonder if he'll ever do me again? Or if he'll just go back to Aunt Annette. I hope he picks me.
By the time her mother returned the slender youngster's twelve year old cunt had become accustomed to the man's mammoth organ and she was on the way to becoming the hottest little lay in her whole school.
Bill went back to finish his classes and get ready for his summer job. He'd have preferred returning for another summer with his Aunt Bonny and her lovely daughters but it was not to be. He was to be Senior Camp Counselor at a church-operated summer camp. The prospect didn't excite him very much but at least he would be paid which wouldn't have been the case if he'd worked for his aunt.
Dear Diary - (July 3) I'm turning over a new leaf. I'm sixteen now and I lost my old diary. I sure hopes nobody ever finds it - unless it's me. I would be just mortified if someone ever read it and I've prayed every night for the last week that nobody will. Since this is my first entry, Diary, I'll have to give you some background about why I'm so scared my diary will be found.
There isn't anything special for the first three years, from when I was 11 until 14; it's mostly childish silliness. But after that it's awful. If anyone ever read about how Reverend Gill helped me, taught me to manage my emotions and things, they'd get the wrong idea, I'm sure. He was so nice. Just a student pastor and he insisted that I call him Tommy when we were alone. I guess he'll get married before I'm old enough but... I can always hope. And
he's still helping me, too.
G'night, Diary
Dear Diary - (July 4) It's a holiday and I don't have much to do except write. I had to stop last nite because I got to thinking about Tommy and I had to go to bed and... well, maybe I won't tell you exactly what I did, but it helped me sleep. This is my first time away from home. I'm helping out at a summer church camp... they call me a 'Counselor' but I'm not sure how I can counsel anyone at my age, even if the kids here are all younger. It's kinda fun though and I spend most of my time running games, races and that kind of stuff. The other counselors are all older than me and Bill, the guy who's sort of in charge must be at least twenty. He's a College student and he sorta reminds me of Tommy except that he's bigger and better looking.
Anyway, I hafta write down about me and Tommy. Like, since I turned twelve (it seems ages ago) I've had real difficulty in being a good Christian. Oh, I don't steal or swear and I pray and go to church regularly, but I get these funny, warm feeling in my tummy. I didn't know what it was at first until I talked to Rhonda about it. That was a mistake, I guess, but she sure had an explanation. She said I was just 'horny'. (I can use the word with you, Diary, but I'd never actually say it. It's not exactly swearing but... ) Anyway, at first I didn't believe her but I know now she was telling the truth. (Except, maybe, about what she did about it.) But I think I'm going to have to marry young so I don't become like her. But I wish my bubs weren't so fat. That's made things more difficult because the boys... and sometimes men... look at them and try to feel them. And I gotta go again,
G'nite, Diary
Bill felt like an imposter. His Aunt Bonny had got him this job supervising a church camp even though he was not much of a churchgoer. And, to make it worse, there was all this young, nubile, scantily clad flesh around. He'd have to be careful and stay away from temptation... or at least, to resist it since he couldn't really stay away. The other counselors, though, were not very tempting. Mostly girls and very plain and disgustingly pious, except for Rachael, the youngest. He knew from the records that she was sixteen and she was pretty, no, beautiful. She was also fabulously busty although she tried to hide that fact.
Dear Diary - (July 5) It was a sort of eventful
day. Bill had me working with him, teaching some of the girls to play baseball.
I'm not very good at it but he taught me as well as them. But I think he has
the same probelems I (and Reverend Gill) have. He
couldn't keep his eyes off
Anyway, Diary, I said I'd tell you more about how Reverend Gill helped me. He was wise beyond his years and, right away, he saw that I was bothered. He said that he was, too, and he talked to me about it. He told me how girls get in trouble and how God had made us like this for a reason. Long ago it was OK because girls got married when they reached their teens and sometimes even younger. He said that the Mormons still do that a lot. But, since we don't get married that young any more, it's OK if we do safe stuff to get relief. I felt a lot better then because I'd been doing that for two years but feeling guilty, like I was sinning. He said, too, that if two people liked each other special, then they could do it to each other, if they kept it a secret. So, after he explained that to me and because we were sort of special to each other, we helped each other out. But I've sure missed having him near me this summer. But I can pretend.
G'night, Diary.
Dear Cathy,
I know I've never been a good letter writer but this summer it may change.
See, I'm answering your letter as soon as I got it. I miss you terribly and I
don't have my cousins etc. to relieve the pressures, if you know what I mean.
But this is a helluva place to put me. The counselors are dogs, except for one,
but the little church girls we are teaching (or whatever) are enough to make a
churchgoer out of me. None of them are older than 14 but some of them are
stacked. (I'm trying to make you jealous so you'll come and visit me.) One of
then,
Luv, Bill.
The kids who attended the church camp lived in tents, four in each, and the counselors lived in a sort of co-ed dorm with single rooms containing only a bed, a chair and a small desk. The bathroom for men was at one end, the one for women at the other end. The religious staff, ministers who taught bible study in the mornings, had a separate and more luxurious dorm.
Bill had a glimpse of Rachael that morning as she returned to her room from the bathroom and, for a change; she wasn't wearing the baggy sweater she usually did. She had on a T-shirt and no brassiere and he saw her big, fat, melon-like tits jiggling and bouncing as she ran back to her room. God! What he'd give to get close to them! And she must have seen his reaction, too, except for the sudden erection that popped out in an instant.
Dear Diary - (July 6) I made a mistake today. I didn't wear my robe to the
bathroom and Bill saw me when I ran back to my room. His eyes got as big as
saucers and I know it was because he saw how big I am, up top. I think he's
tormented the way Reverend Gill and I are. But he's very careful around the
girls, even though some of them, Shannon especially, are acting like little
sluts around him. It must make it especially difficult for him. Do you think,
Diary, that I should sort of find out if he? Like? I
don't know? It helped me and Tommy and maybe he doesn't know how God means for
us to control ourselves. I'm scared that one of those sluts will tempt him
beyond control and he'll sin. I'm sure, from the way
G'nite, Diary
"Have you seen the raccoons, Bill? Over by
"No. Are there many?"
"Yeah... lots of them, I guess. I heard the girls talking about it. They went over, after dark, and I guess the little rascals sit up and beg for food."
"Lets go over tonight, Rachael. We can get some scraps from the kitchen and feed them." Damn! Is she really offering me a chance to feel those jugs? Maybe she got a glimpse of my hard on, yesterday?
"Sure, Bill. Sounds like fun. I'll meet you at the kitchen right after the evening service." Maybe I can find out if we can help each other. He seems so nice that I know I can trust him.
With great difficulty, Bill managed to keep his hands off her that evening but the girl was so nice, so innocent and vulnerable, with uncharacteristic respect for her sensibilities he made no move. They talked a bit about religion and outwardly it was a very platonic evening.
Dear Diary - (July 12) I have been a most unfaithful writer but the past
week has been so, so busy. Mainly because I go walking with
Bill every evening. I'll try to make up for it tonite.
We've found this wonderful place right next to
I let him kiss me, after the first night we went to the
Dear Cathy,
I'm not going to mail this letter but I have to write some stuff down so I can keep from going crazy. I don't think I ever took a girl out six times before without at least trying to cop a feel but Rachael is so religious that I'd likely scare her away. I have to figure out some way. She's not cold, though. God, she kisses fabulously! Maybe I'm missing out by being too much of a gentleman?
"Uh, Bill? What do you think about the way
"Sure, Rachael. I hope you feel free to say anything at all to me. What do you want my opinion on?"
They were sitting on the grass under the stars and Bill's groin was aching after fifteen minutes of hands-off her tits, hot tongue kisses. Soon he either had to make a move on this one or find a way to get that little sexpot, Shannon alone and fuck her brains out. There was no doubt that she was offering it.
"Uh... like? I can see what she does around you, Bill... showing off her... you know... bubs... and I guess you can se what kind of girl she is. It kind of worries me that she might... you know... cause you to give in to sin?"
"Mmmm... it's kind of difficult, alright, Rachael. I guess you've been my biggest help because when I'm really tempted, I remember you and I think about how I'd lose your respect and it would be a sin, too. It would be easier if... no... forget I said that."
"What, Bill? What were you going to say?" The girl's soft mouth covered his and their tongues meshed in a hot, wet kiss. "What could I do to make it easier? Tell me, please," and Rachael snuggled closer to him, her mammoth breasts pushing against his chest.
"It's... like... you're so wonderful, Rachael... so pure and beautiful... if only we could... you know... do something to... ? I don't know how to say it? Man has... we get... oohhh God, Rachael, I'm in pain most of the time. I don't know... ?"
"Oh Bill! I do know. You don't have to tell me more. But, like... now I'm the one who's having difficulty saying what I want... but I think I prob'ly feel a lot like you do. Except you're the one that gives me those feelings. I? I had a minister last year... a student minister... and he showed me... us... what we could do to keep clear of sinful lust. I've sort of... don't think bad of me, Bill... I've sort of hoped we could... together... help each other? Would you like to touch me, Bill? Like, put your hands on me?"
"Oohhh Rachael... more than anything in the world. Can I?" Had he misjudged her? Had some horny preacher already been dipping his pail in her well?
"Hmmm," the girl sighed as she came into his arms again and, as his hands slipped under he baggy sweater, she reached behind to unclasp her brassiere. "Just for a few minutes, Bill... I'd like that."
The girl's jugs were even bigger that Bill had dreamed of and, as he filled his hands with the opulent flesh, he eased her down onto her back, pushing sweater and bra up around her shoulders as he buried his face in the warm embrace of her titflesh.
Rachael had momentary misgiving but the soft, moist kissing of her sensitive nipples and his gentle mauling of her mammoth mammaries sent hot thrills coursing through her loins. Her hands moved under his T shirt and over his bare back as she writhed in the throes of libidinous expectation.
Dear Diary - (July 13) The 13th was definitely not
bad luck for me. I feel the best I have for ages. Tonight was simply fab. FAB!
I told Bill he could touch me and did he ever. He's so
gentle and... I don't know where or how he learned and I don't think I want to
know, but he knows so much about where to touch me... and how to do it. I
never, not even in my wildest, sinful dreams, imagined that I could be made to
feel so complete. I'm exhausted and my insides feel like they're melted and all
liquid. And I know I helped him because I still have some of him on me. Wow! I
never saw the Reverend shoot so much so far. (I'm awful, aren't I!) But it almost scared me, at first. I never dreamed a
man's penis (there, I said it) could be that big. I wonder if he'll hurt is
wife with it when he's married. I bet that little slut
G'nite, Diary
(To Cathy, Continued) Well, I sure was a gentleman tonight. She has jugs like big, soft melons and she has the fattest cunt I ever felt. And that's all I did, but did she ever get hot. She damn near broke my wrist when she locked her legs on it when she came and she jerked and bucked like a wild bronco. When I get into her, and I'm pretty sure I will, she'd going to give me the ride of my life. But, unless she's really putting me on, I have to be careful so I don't turn her off. She gave me a great handjob, too. Some scheming preacher has taught her well but, if I'm to believe her (and I think I do), they never went beyond what they could do with their hands.
"I love you, Rachael. You're so wonderful." They were on a blanket, under the table in the old kitchen shelter. It was dark and raining quite hard and the table sheltered them from the rain that leaked through the unrepaired roof.
"I love you too, Bill. Am I? Do I make you happy?" In spite of all
he said, Rachael was becoming more and more concerned that the slut,
"Oh Rachael... you're so good to me..." he moaned softly as his fingers sluiced in the wet softness of her fat, young pussy. "Your hands feel so good on me... easy... I don't want to finish yet... but?"
"But what, Bill? You've already brought me to Heaven... no, I shouldn't say that... but you've already made it happen for me twice. You were so wonderful to... you know... with your mouth. I'm not sure if it's right, or not but... it can't be a sin. Is it, Bill?"
"No, darling. Nothing you do could be a sin. But... like... would you? For me, too?"
"You mean? Like? You want me to... ? Oh darling... I should have known... I was so thoughtless." and, with a shudder of apprehension, the girl lowere her head to the huge shaft she had been stroking and fondling.
"Darling!" Bill cried out as the girl's soft lips surrounded the tip of his cock. "Oohhh darling, it's wonderful!"
Rachael felt a rush of emotion as she felt the hot, slick, bulbous knob slide berween her lips and heard her lover's cry of pleasure. She movedr her head lower, urged on by his continuing moans of ecstasy, feeling the thickly veined shaft slide over her tongue. "Glungh," she gagged when the tip bumped the entrance of her throat. "Ullgh," and she backed off. "I can't take more than that, Bill. Is it alright?"
"Oh yes, darling, but... let me sit on the edge of the table so you can kneel?"
Wordlessly, Rachael followed his guidance and, kneeling, she moved her head in and out, gagging when she reached her limit, slurping the mix of his juices and her profusely flowing saliva as she backed away. Her breasts felt heavy as they swayed in time with her motions and, with some innate skill, she worked her lips and tongue, getting an almost erotic thrill from the man's moans.
"No, Rachael... you have to stop!" she heard him say in an urgent whisper. "I'm going to cum! You have to stop!"
"Mmmph... sh'all right Bill... cum... mmmppph... you can cumm in my mouf," and she gently cupped and tugged his heavy balls as they dangled in front of her chin. She felt the warning throb as the thick shaft swelled to even greater dimensions between her slickly sliding lips and then it gave a huge jerk, bumping the roof of her mouth before a hot jet of superheated semen gushed into her wetly sucking oral cavern. "Glunngghh... unnngghh," she gurgled as successive spurts filled her mouth to overflowing. "Ghuullp... ulllpp," she swallowed noisily, in ecstasy herself at being able to selflessly satisfy her lover's needs.
"Oohhh Rachael... I love you," Bill moaned as the kneeling girl continued to suck on his cum-numbed tool. "You're so wonderful."
"Oh Bill... I'm so glad... so glad I could make you happy," Rachael sighed as she sat back on her heels, gism trickling from her red lips. "And it can't be a sin."
Dear Diary - (July 19) I have been such an unfaithful writer and so much has happened for me to tell you. One good thing about writing to you, Diary, is that you don't lecture me. Anyway, since I wrote last things have got even better with Bill. We've been going to our private place by the lake every night and, every night we've been doing what Reverend Gill taught me so we can stay away from sin. Last night Bill showed me a different way... with his mouth and tongue and... I just can't describe how wonderful it was. Then (and I had to practically force it out of him) he asked me to do the same thing for him, only of course it's not the same thing because he's made different. I wanted to do it to make him happy but, at the same time, the thought of taking his penis in my mouth made me feel kind of icky. But I loved it! Not only did I love the way I was pleasing him but, just as much, I loved the feel of his penis sliding in and out between my lips. Even if, sometimes, I thought I'd choke on it. And he told me to stop when he got too excited because he thought I wouldn't like him shooting his stuff into my mouth. But I told him he could and I'm glad. It didn't taste bad and, in fact it was really erotic to feel how it jumped between my lips and spurted and I know it made him really happy.
(To Cathy, Continued) I'm getting close! Damn, was it ever easy to get her to give me head. And she did an OK job, too but I'm pretty sure it was a first for her. Now I have to set her up for the really big first. I just can't decide whether I should go for the main prize or maybe go the backdoor route, so to speak.
The weather remained nasty for three days, too wet and windy for Rachael and Bill to get away to their secret place. Then there was a break, not enough to resume normal camp activities but enough that they could get away to the old kitchen shelter.
"Uh, Bill? Do you want me to? You know? Like I did last time?" The girl had experienced three orgasms, one with his fingers and two with his mouth and she was feeling selfish and guilty because, although he'd let her caress his penis, he still hadn't shot his semen out. The rain was spattering on the roof of the shelter and dripping onto the table they were under and the gentle sounds combined with the glorious satisfaction of her climaxes to leave her in a lethargic, giving frame of mind. Her loins were awash with delightful sensations including a different one.
"Yes... no... I don't know, Rachael," Bill said softly, then kissed her softly receptive mouth. He'd been alternating his probing touch between her clit and her tiny, puckered anus. That, he'd concluded, was his next target. "I get my biggest thrill from your pleasure."
"Ohhh Bill... OH! What did you do, Bill?" she cried out as his finger popped past her anal sphincter. Then, as a strange thrill shot through her loins, she realized what he must have done. "Oh Bill? Why are you doing that?"
"Do you like it, Rachael?" He moved his finger around carefully, expanding and loosening the narrow orifice. "I'll stop if you want."
"No... it's OK, Bill. Just different. I? I guess I like it?" Reflexively she wriggled her lush ass against her lover's hand and his probing finger. "Is this? Like? Reverend Gill never taught me about this, Bill?"
"I'll stop in a moment, Rachael," and Bill pressed his thumb on her clit while he worked a second finger into her nether portal. "He probably didn't teach you because not everyone likes it. But for some, it's a way avoid sin... or pregnancy... and give the man special pleasure."
"You mean? Like? A man does it? Like? There?" Her belly churned with the three-way combination of his fingers working on two super-sensitive receptacles and the unimagined, lewd eroticism of being joined to her lover there.
"It's OK, Rachael... I just got kind of carried away. It seemed so long when we couldn't be together that I got to thinking about how we could... you know... when you use your mouth, you're distant... I just thought... we would be closer... but anyway, it's getting late."
"But... like... isn't that what... in
"That was man with men, Rachael. That's a sin but... it's the same as when I... when we use our mouths. That's not the same kind of sin as when it's two men." As he spoke Bill continued to titillate the girl's sensitive anus and clit and he could feel her response.
"But I'll stop, Rachael. I want you to be comfortable with whatever we do, my darling," and he sucked on one of her huge, hard-nippled breasts.
"No... no Bill. I do like the way it feels and..." Rachael reached down between her legs and drew his hand closer while her other hand grasped his naked, upthrust tool. "I want to try... tell me what to do, Bill... let's do it."
"If you're sure, Rachael... darling." and he rolled her big, compliant body over onto her belly, then brought her to a kneeling position. God, he thought. I could be into her cunt before she knew it! But, after anointing the head and shaft of his cock with the freely flowing juices from her fat pussy, he positioned it at the tiny but after his finger work, slightly gaping rectal circle. "Are you sure you want this, darling?"
"Yes! Oh yes, Bill. I want it!" She tensed, remembering how big he was.
As Rachael knelt on her elbows and knees with the white full moons of her luscious, young asscheeks tilted alluringly up at him, Bill spread the twin hemispheres apart and pushed his throbbing cock at the black centre target. The circular muscle yielded reluctantly until, with a sudden release, it allowed the thick knob past it and into the deep, elastic warmth of her asshole.
"Bill! Oohhh!" the girl exclaimed as she felt a momentary twinge and then an erotic fullness. "Ohh darling... now you're part of me," she moaned and, as she felt him pushing deeper, her widely splayed asscheeks began a jerking, rotating motion.
"Oohhh God, Rachael... that feels so good... you're so tight," Bill said softly as he began again to massage her swollen clitoris. He pushed all the way into the tightly clasping tube and, when his belly pushed against her buttocks, the girl lost her balance and fell forward. Bill followed her down, worming his hips between the yielding moons until he was all up inside. His hand, trapped under her, was working on her clit and he felt a push back at him that signalled her climax.
"Hannh! Unnhhh! Yesss!" Rachael cried out as her loins convulsed. Her lover was shoving in, pulling out, then shoving in again and she was in ecstasy. They were joined!
Bill's release, primed by more than an hour of intermittent stroking by the girls hands, arrived quickly. Her lush ass squirmed under his heavy weight as he ploughed it with long strokes, the muscular tube pulling at it and inciting him to greater speed.
"Hunh unh hunnh darrlinnggg" he gasped as his semen gushed forth, deep into her steamy bowels, and he slumped down on her quivering ass pillows. "Ohhh thank you darling," he moaned as he savoured the springy feel of her flesh under his.
Dear Diary - (July 26) I'm as close to being married as I could be. Two
nights ago we became truly joined. No, that's not exactly right. But we were as
joined as we could be and still leave me a virgin. I'm not sure that I'm a pure
virgin, though. And I made him happy. It's another thing I can't describe but
the feel of him way up inside me... even if it's the wrong place... was wonderful,
and exciting. If that's only a second-class substitute for the real thing I
hope I can get married real soon to find out what the real thing is like. It
must be something. And it's not fair that sluts like
(To Cathy, Continued) I repeat what I said earlier, when I get into her, she's going to be the hottest ride of my life. Well, in a way I've been in her already... if you know what I mean. And the way she wriggled and squirmed with my cock up her ass confirms what I said. I have no doubt now that she's going to lie on her back and spread those big legs for me.
Sixteen-year-old Rachael was not exactly gullible. The ease with which she succumbed to the randy Reverend Gill's exploration of her adolescent body was not so much gullibility as it was the inevitable result of her own concupiscence. The same could be said of her willing acquiescence to the predatory college student's advances as he introduced her to the passionate delights of oral sex and now, anal copulation. It was, she rationalized, acceptable in God's eyes for it helped her to fight off the sinful urges brought on by her lewd desires.
Dear Diary (July 28) Bill is my savior. I'm so happy that he's shown me ways to control my sinful nature. We did it again tonight. I am sure now that God made us the way we are and gave us the means to control our impulses until we're married. Kissing the way we do can't be a sin and it definitely helps me fight off Satan's temptations. Even the other way is, I am sure, all right with God. I can't get pregnant but I can still be lovingly close to my sweetheart. I know that we will be able together to preserve our chastity until we can marry and I can protect him from the temptation of that awful girl Shannon.
G'nite
The night was warm and the sky was all stars and a big full moon. Their blanket was spread on the grass at the edge of the small beach and except for her blouse, which still clung to one shoulder, Rachael was completely naked. Bill too had removed his clothes and was kneeling above her, between her widespread thighs, his big organ pointing down at the girl's swollen sex. His fingers played skillfully with her wet, soft labia while his mouth alternated between her compliantly opened mouth and her huge, glorious tit-globes.
"I love you so much, Rachael... you're the most beautiful girl in the world," Bill whispered into her mouth as he rubbed her clit and gently mauled her oversized breasts. "I'm so lucky to have met you."
The girl's breathing was laboured as the man's assault on her tender senses brought her close to climax, a climax that would have been her third of the evening, had it happened. But it didn't, not right then, anyway. Bill lowered his hips until his thickly jutting fuckpole was so close that his oily juices were dripping onto her labia as if to grease the portal for entry. Not that it needed greasing. Rachael's own oily effusions flowed profusely from her hotly aroused, virginal sex-well.
Rachael uttered a whimper of dismay when her gentle lover stopped touching her just as it was about to happen. Her wide hips arched slightly, following his hand as Bill guided his tool to her desire-flooded sex.
"This way, darling... let me bring you this way," Bill moaned as he began to sluice his cocktip in the girl's throbbing cuntal slit. "It can happen for both of us, together."
"Oohhh Bill? Oohhh?" Rachael whimpered as the hard, slick knob moved over her sensitized cuntflesh, sending huge thrills through her desire sodden loins. She raised her knees, placing her feet flat on the blanket and, as if unaware of the imminent peril to her virginity, she moved her pelvis upward against the fiery touch of her lover's cherry-buster.
For several minutes, Bill teased his trusting companion, arousing her beyond anything she had yet known. He had established a pattern now, rubbing her clit with his cockhead until the expression on her moonlit face twisted in the flushed grimace of imminent orgasm, then directing it lower, to dip between her gaping cuntlips and explore the hot, snug entrance to her body.
"Oohhh... Aahhh... Oohhh," the girl panted, her tingling, glowing sex feeling as big as a balloon between her quivering thighs. She wanted it to happen again. She was almost insane with desire. This was different, she knew, as she felt an insistent pressure down there, a delightful, searing heat that made her belly palpitate. "Please darling... Hannh... please... make me... Hanh... make it cum," she pleaded, blissfully unaware that she was inviting disaster.
The girl's hot, tight cuntmouth gripped him like a velvet vise as he slipped, knob-deep, inside. Her body was trembling and it caused her hotly clasping portal to almost vibrate around the distending thickness of his throbbing cock. It was time! He looked down at Rachael's lust-flushed features; her pretty lips parted sexily, her trusting eyes clouded by the intensity of her desire.
She felt an ache between her legs that melded with the glowing pleasure-heat and her eyes widened as, although only semi-conscious in the heat ofher desire, she realized what was happening. "Hoohhh! Bill!" the girl cried out as she felt a hot ache in her loins. "Hunnhh Bill?"
"Oohhh darling... Rachael... Help me... hold me," and he guided her hand down to grasp the huge pole that was collared in the never-fucked mouth of her fat, juicy cunt.
The ingenuous girl felt the thick hardness, trying to enclose it with her hand but her fingers could not quite surround it. Hot, thrilling tingles radiated out from her cock-filled cuntmouth as she moved the hard shaft and teased the multitude of tiny nerve ends in her swollen portal.
"I want to, Bill. I want to help you... us. Can you? Hanh... am I helping you?" As she gasped out her naïve question Rachael's hips gave an involuntary twitch and she tilted her lightly furred pelvis higher to offer a completely open access to her seething inner body. She felt an intense hunger in her bulging belly; an overpowering need and she arched her broad hips higher as the ache pulled at her like an overextended muscle.
Yes, she was a virgin, Bill confirmed with licentious glee as he felt the girl's body arch up at him and her hymen blocked his cautious ingress. She uttered a strangled gasp when he pushed and the fragile barrier yielded but didn't give way. He backed off slightly and, with a short, fierce jab, he burst through her vestal membrane and sank four inches of his thick fucktool into the gloriously tight, hot, fleshy surrounding of her now deflowered cunt.
"Darling... oohhh darling... I'm sorry," Bill lied as he savoured the hotly clasping tightness of the girl's cock-stretched, tender passage. "I didn't mean to, Rachael... I'll stop..." and he began, ever so slowly, to withdraw from her quivering body.
"No... no... You don't have to stop, Bill," the girl whimpered and she grasped his hips, holding him inside her. It hurt but it was an exciting hurt. It was done. She'd given him the last remnant of her chastity but at that moment she didn't really care. "It was my fault, Bill... I knew I was tempting you, but... it felt so good... I thought you were... that you'd be able to resist... it was my fault..."
"It was both our faults, darling," Bill said softly as he began, with short, slow advances, to push deeper into the big girl's busty frame. "I know God will forgive us... we love each other..." he continued as, inch by cunt-stretching inch, he penetrated her tender sheath.
Rachael lay back beneath her lover, her heart filled with love and her inexperienced body being filled deeper and deeper by his hot, hard manhood. It felt to her as if he was going right through her, up into her belly and beyond. "Hunngghh!" she cried out as the huge invader pushed at her cervix and her legs jumped at the belly-wrenching sensation. And then his hips were welded to hers and he was grinding against her sending massive jolts of pleasure coursing through her loins as his cockbase rubbed against her clit.
Oh God! She was as good as he'd had, Bill thought lasciviously. He heard her cry out when he reached her cervix but, undeterred, he rammed home the last two inches, stretching her distended passage inward as well as in diameter. Even though she was a big girl her cunt was small, as small as eleven-year-old Sue's had been. He ground against her lush frame, feeling her clit bump under his cockroot and savouring the pillowing softness of her huge tits as they rolled under his chest. And then he felt her wide hips give a twitch, then a small wriggle and, as she cried out in feral passion, a mighty heave that seemed to take him into her even further.
Rachael had been teased to the brink of orgasm, then allowed to slide back, so many times before her lover had finally taken her virginity that she had been like a keg of dynamite with a one inch fuse. As the man ground against and in her seething body, the fuse reached the explosive powder of her lust and she arched her cock-filled body upwards. "Huuunnnnggghh!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the moonlit trees, as the first wave of completion engulfed her body. "Yannhh... hurry..." she panted mindlessly as her big frame pitched and floundered in the ecstasy of being completely and irrevocably fucked.
Bill felt her tight passage contract on his cock and he began to thrust fiercely in and out of the spasming channel. He hung on to her inexpertly writhing body, hammering her wide hips with relentless force as she fell back, gasping and panting beneath him. The muscles of her deliciously clasping sheath massaged his cock and he felt the gut-wrenching, burning heat as his semen surged through his body to his deeply buried fucktool and up and out into the frantically milking depths of the girl's freshly violated loins.
"Yannhh... darling... Aaaahhhh..." Rachael panted as she felt the love-muscle jump deep within her and felt too the flooding wetness as it bucked and jetted his sperm right up into her womb. Her arms went around him as he slumped down, full weight atop her, and she could feel him inside her, still twitching in the final throes of his sperm-spouting climax. "Wonderful, darling... that was wonderful," she murmured, and she felt a trickle of hot liquid down the crack of her upturned ass as his semen overflowed her cock-stuffed receptacle. And then as her passion abated she was overcome with remorse for what they'd done.
Bill settled down full-weight on top of his compliant conquest. Her big, soft breasts cushioned his chest as he kissed her quivering lips. He could feel the tiny, post-orgasmic twitches of her body beneath him and as he kissed her smooth neck and cheeks he felt the wetness of her tears.
"It's all right darling. God understands. It's not a sin... not for us. We love one another, Rachael." Her big, soft frame jerked from a sob and the feel of her lush body moving against him brought on a renewal of his lust.
"Are you... hanh... sure?" The girl wanted to believe him. She had to believe him. She was no longer a virgin. No longer pure in any sense of the word. Did God really understand?
Bill ground against the girl's soft body as he felt the blood returning to his cum-numbed tool. She was limp beneath him and, as he became sure of his ability, he began to fuck her again. Raising his chest from the comfort of her large tit-pillows he looked down at the girl visible beneath him in the bright moonlight.
Rachael's sobs were transformed into sighs as she felt her tender, newly devirginated passage being massaged by her lover's plunging shaft. Yes. E had to be right. Something as wonderful as this couldn't be a sin she thought as she rationalized her sacrifice. Her arms went around him and her plump legs rose to twine with his.
The lovers would have been nonplussed had they looked toward the trees next
to the beach. Or Rachael would have been anyway. The predatory college student
would likely have been incited to new heights of lechery. There, under the
spread of a spruce tree,
"Is it good, darling? Does it feel good," Bill asked softly as he mauled Rachael's floppy jugs while he continued to plough her fat, snug furrow. "You're so beautiful, darling... so wonderful... I can never thank you enough for the honour you've given me."
"Oohhh Bill... Darling... You know it does. Will you pray with me? After?"
"Yes darling... we'll pray... but... you're not mad at me are you?"
"No Bill... how could I be mad at you? You're so good... so considerate," and as she replied the girl's hips began to roll beneath her lover's as she felt a resurgence of the delicious feeling in her belly.
In complete control of his passion now that the pressure was relieved the young man screwed his partner with consummate skill. He fucked her compliant body with spiraling downward thrusts, and then withdrew slowly to repeat the action. At the nadir of his strokes he ground against her lush hips, riding high so that his cockbase rubbed her clit, feeling her cervix yield to the depth of his penetration. Their envious watcher, Shannon, ached with jealousy as she saw her competitor writhe and buck through two, maybe three more orgasms and she wondered how long the man could continue.
As he fucked the sixteen-year-old girl Bill could hear the slushy sounds from her cum-flooded passage. She was looser now, her devirginated passage adjusting to the man's thickness, but it was still delightful. The way her buxom body jerked and bucked when she came added to his enjoyment and he felt the pressure building again in his heavy balls.
"Darling... oohhh darling... we have to go," Rachael moaned as she subsided beneath her lover. Her arms fell away to lie limply to the sides and her legs flopped out loosely.
"Yes darling, I know," Bill grunted and he began to hammer his conquest's lush form with rapid, deep-thrusting strokes. Their bellies slammed together with sharp, slapping sounds and he felt his explosion begin.
Rachael lay in compliant submission as her lover fucked her furiously and then, as he lodged himself to maximum depth within her, she felt the seeming enlargement of the cunt-filling pole and she knew it was happening again for him. Instinctively she rocked her wide hips as she heard him groan with pleasure and, even after his motions ceased, she continued to rotate under him, draining his liquid tribute into the depths of her violated cunt.
Dear Diary - (July 30) I don't know how to begin... I'm totally exhausted... drained. And totally happy, too, even though I sinned terribly. I let him take away my chastity (although some might say I had already done that). I'm not a virgin any more. I know I should feel sad or guilty or both but I don't. It was so wonderful. And I ache inside but it's a sweet ache, as if he was still there. And some of him is. I think I must go slosh whenever I move. Do you think he might have made me pregnant, Diary? I almost hope so. G'nite, Diary.
Dear Diary - (August 10) Today disaster struck. I have to go home. Mom broke her leg trying to learn how to water-ski and I have to go home and take care of her... and do her work around the house. I don't know if I can stand it. It's not just missing Bill and... well, you know... he's done it to me six times so far and each time seemed better than the last. Maybe he's got me pregnant? That would solve everything, even if I'd get a real rough time from the family. All it would mean is that I'd get married two years sooner than we planned. My biggest worry is that slut, Shannon. I wish I could find some way to make her go home, too. Most of the other girls just stay here two weeks but she's planning to stay all summer. I'll just have to pray.
G'night Diary
And, as it worked out, Rachael's fears were justified. Less than a week after she left, the horny, unprincipled counselor was casting his eyes around for a replacement and he didn't have to look far. The girl that Rachael called a slut was there and waiting.
Bill had really been looking for a change, a slender, athletic girl, after
sating himself on Rachael's busty, fleshy form but he could not help but be
aware of the busty, fourteen year old's attention. What finally threw the cat
among the pigeons, however, was when he had the camp policing assignment. For
that, while the young campers were doing their usual, supervised things, he was
to perform an inspection of their tents and look for cigarettes or (God forbid)
drugs or other contraband items. What he found that day, shortly after Rachael
had departed was
'That big counselor Bill is a real hunk. I bet he thinks about fucking us
girls too.
I seen him swimming by himself in
He's tryin to get that prissy Rachael but I bet he aint gonna get her. She's too religious. I wonder if he
notices me? I'd like to show him that I'm not too
religious. I would give him a lot more fun than reading the Bible.
Damn! I think he's gonna get into her. She looks at him like she was a little
puppy waiting to be petted. I wonder if she knows how he wants to pet her? She probly don't know that
place between her legs is meant for something more than peeing.
My God. I bet that Revrend
Simpson would be shocked if he knew what a hoar Rachael is. I
seen her suck Bill's cock tonite. And she let
him cum in her mouth, too. Boy, is he ever big. I
thought he was big when I seen him swimming but when he's hard he's so big it scares me.
He got her! And I don't think she'd ever had it before. I watched them over by
Good news today. Rachael went home. I can hardly wait to get home too and tell
people what a hipocrit she is. I wonder if she'll
start fuckin guys at home now that she had it here? Anyways maybe now I can get him my own self.
By the time Bill finished reading the girl's journal, and what's shown above are only a few of the juicier extracts, he had a raging erection and, maybe more than Shannon, he was thinking about how he could get her alone. And it didn't prove difficult.
Once a week someone from the camp staff had to go to the neighboring village
to pick up supplies. It was camp tradition that Senior Camper, the one who was
both oldest and had been there longest, went in that trip.
"I guess yuh Miss Rachael, don'cha
Bill?"
"I don't know? Maybe? Tell me, Shannon, can you really tell from the way a girl walks that she's had something up inside her? Do you get that dreamy cat-that-ate-the-pigeon look after you've had it?"
"Bill! No! You didn't! Did you? Did you read my journal?" For a
moment
"It was good reading,
"Uh, yeah... sorta? Like, when I seen Rachael, she looked like she was gonna fall down, the way her knees wobbled and it was like she couldn't keep her legs together. I guess she didn't, eh? I was right." Bill's hand was on her bare thigh, almost at the hem of her shorts, and the girl slid closer to him, scrunching forward, pushing her pussy closer to his hand.
"So it made you horny, did it? Watching us?"
"Did you mean the rest of what you wrote? About giving me a lot more fun than reading the bible... getting really together." His fingers slipped easily under the leg of her very short shorts and he was rewarded by the feel of her soft and already wet, slippery cunt.
"Yeah... oh yeah, Bill. I wanta... I really wanta." She could see an impressive bulge under his shorts and her hand snaked across to press on it. "I guess you wanta, too, don'cha?"
Bill pulled off the road along a rough track until they came to a small
cabin. It was where the Reverend Simpson, the
"Where are we, Bill?"
"You don't need to know,
As soon as they were in the door, Bill peeled off the girl's T-shirt to reveal her heavy, floppy breasts. They looked incongruous, compared to her young face but, after peeling off her shorts, too, he drew the fourteen year old girl, naked except for socks, down onto the bed and, kissing her soft, warm mouth, he began fondling her oversized fleshbags and fingering her sloppy wet, young pussy.
"Golly, sir... yuh sure don't waste any time,"
"There's only one way we can find out, my dear," he said as, spreading her loosely compliant legs wide apart, Bill pushed his hands down beneath her lush ass, and climbing onto the bed, kneeled between the spread legs. Moving downward and panting hard, he let the tip of his aching cock slide into the velvety moisture of her gaping, young vaginal slit, rubbing it up and down along the short length of it, the enormous mass of his thick pole spreading the adolescent cunt lips far apart.
The tender lips around her throbbing vagina resisted the enormous instrument for a moment as Bill pushed gently against the warm velvet of her surprisingly tight cuntal channel. Slowly, the huge blood filled head made progress into the girl's naked flesh. His long thick penis slipped forward bit-by-bit feeling her moist, quivering furrow squeeze against it. His heavy veined member was being inundated by the tight snugness of her exquisite young cunt.
"Hanngh! Anngghh!" the girl moaned as she felt the unbelievable pressure within, a distending, penetrating pressure that threatened to split her big, young body asunder. The friction was unbelievable! It was totally different than Dan's brief entry. The fourteen-year-old youngster moaned and groaned beneath the man's heavy weight, gasping with delight as she felt the increasing heat in her nubile cunt. Her hips began a steady rotating motion while her legs slid out sideways and then suddenly jerked up and clutched around his muscular back.
"Are you OK, Shannon? Do you want me to stop?" Not that there was a chance of him stopping.
"Oohhh... oh Bill... No... Don't stop"
The man panted heavily as his massive, throbbing penis, slick from the
girl's vaginal secretions, pistoned into her hugely expanded cunt. His balls,
achingly full since Rachael's departure, nestled in the crack of
Excited like she'd never been before, the girl flicked her tongue wildly into her counselor's mouth, straightening her legs and spreading her thighs still wider, giving him even greater access to her wide-stretched little cunt.
"Oh, yes, Bill... do it like that... like that... as hard as you can... it's good now sooooo goooood. YES... OH, GOD that's it... harder HARDER..."
Bill's cock seemed to expand even more as he heard
"Oh, don't ever stop!"
With renewed vigor, Bill rose up and grabbed her magnificent breasts in his hands, holding onto them as he fucked like a wild man into her. Pushing upward higher, he watched her ecstatic expression with satisfaction and lust.
"Bill... BILL!!!" she screamed and he felt her juices suddenly flooding around his bursting cock. Groaning with relief, he arched back and using his thick pole like a blunt cudgel, smacked into her wet crevice, spurting his long withheld white semen high up into her hungrily clutching womb.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH..."
The man settled down on the girl's twitching, quivering frame as the last of his sperm pulsed into her flooded depths. Her soft tit-pillows cushioned his hairy chest as he relaxed in the fatigue of sexual completion.
"Golly, Bill, I sure know why Rachael could hardly walk," the girl giggled as, on shaky legs, she pulled on her T-shirt. "I really only had it once before and it wasn't nothin' like what you done to me. I'm sure glad that Rachael had to leave. Do you think you woulda done me anyway, even if she'd stayed? You sorta seemed to be interested?"
"I guess we'll never know the answer to that, will we? Anyway, you're a
great fuck,
Day 32 - I haven't wrote anything in my journal since Bill found it but I guess I'll start again. This time I'll make sure nobody finds it though I guess it worked out for the best that Bill found it. I might not of got him if he hadn't. A lot has happened since I stopped writin, mainly that I got Bill. Golly! I thought I was gonna split when her shoved that big cock up into me but I didn't. And he wasn't like Dan... he made me cum before he went off. I wish he'd use a safe, though.
It was over. Summer Camp was closed and Bill was back at college, ready for another year of study. And then the letters arrived all in the same day and the roof fell in.
Dear Bill,
You have to come and visit us so we can talk. My period is late. I haven't had one since just a few days before you were here last - and that's more than two months ago, so I've really missed two periods. I think you must have made me pregnant! I haven't told Mom yet but I'm really scared. Please come and visit so we can talk. Is there anything we can do if I'm really pregnant?
Your scared cousin,
Janine.
My Darling Bill,
I miss you so much. I think of you all the time. And I have some news. I hope you think it's good news. I do. I'm late, if you know what I mean. The last time I had my period was about two weeks before I had to go home so I've missed one and I'm late again for the next one. I've always been regular as clockwork so I'm pretty sure that I'm pregnant. If you could come here for a visit we could sneak away and get married and I'm sure that Mom and Dad would accept it. After we told them why. Can you come soon? You can go back to college after we're married and I can keep on living here until you're finished and get a job. I can go to school until the baby comes and Mom cam take care of the baby then while I finish Grade Eleven. I hope you're happy. I am but I'm kind of nervous about it until you tell me you agree with my plan.
Your loving sweetheart,
Rachael
Dear Bill,
We got a problem. I think you knocked me up. I shoulda had my period two weeks ago and it aint here yet. You got to find somebody that can do something about it. When you write back be careful what you say coz Mom might read the letter. Pretend you're writing about Camp and you can tell me when your going to come see me by saying that it's the date your going to have a football game or something. Make it quick coz the longer we wait the harder it will be. And you got to do something or you will be in big trouble too coz I'm only fourteen and what you done to me is against the law.
Bill was not loaded down with principles as was evidenced by the way he had seduced or otherwise debauched a sequence of mostly underaged girls. His immediate reaction was to run away. After stewing in the hot water his lecherous liaisons had brought to a boil his inclination to run away was not changed. To each of the girls he wrote a brief letter.
Dear Janine,
I'm not sure what you were talking about in your letter. It sounded like you were telling me that you might be pregnant and that I was responsible. We both know that couldn't be. I'm your cousin and you're only thirteen years old. I think you ought to talk to your mother about your problem if you really have a problem.
Your Cousin,
Bill
It was a weak defense but the amoral college student reasoned that his aunt, after what they'd done together, would not be keen on blowing the whistle. She probably wouldn't believe his denial but to keep things quiet she'd take care of her pregnant daughter somehow.
Dear Rachael,
I miss you too, sweetheart and if the situation was different I would be
ecstatically happy. But I have a skeleton in my closet. I'm a Jew. That will
likely be a major problem for your parents and perhaps for you too although I
don't actually practice the religion. The major and insurmountable problem is
this. I've been called to serve in the military and have to leave later today
for
All my love, Bill
He studied
For once in his life Bill was glad that his parents had died young and would not be shamed by his actions. As he posted the letters he felt remorse but he was sure that a lengthy prison sentence awaited him if he stayed around and faced the consequences of his wanton lechery. He had enough money to get far away and after stuffing a backpack with the essential possessions he left the next day.
Three months after he received the letters Bill was in
If Bill had stayed around for just a few days longer two parts of his
three-part problem would have dissolved. Instead he was on the road and, after
four months of hitch hiking and sleeping mainly outdoors, he ended up in the
drug capital of
Winter was coming and this was a reasonable place to spend the winter. He joined the small army of similar young people (and others not so young) panhandling and collecting saleable items from the trash dumpsters. It wasn't much fun but he was surviving.
Sometime during that period Bill realized that what he had done was wrong, terribly wrong. He didn't feel strongly enough about it that he would return home to face the censure but he resolved to try to be a decent person. Brought up as a Christian, he began to attend church. Using bank and other statements that he retrieved from trash he established an identity that would allow him to be legitimately employed. Finally, in March, he got a job with a landscaping contractor. He would save his money and go back to University under his new identity and maybe he could become a doctor or at least do something to make up for the wrongs he'd done to others.
The wrongs that he was determined to make up for were not any less objectionable because the worst hadn't happened but as noted above, things were not as bad as he'd believed.
Three days after he ran away from the very real threat of prison he would have received two letters. The first was from Rachael and was written before she got his letter saying that he'd been drafted into the Israeli army.
My Darling Bill,
I don't know if I'm happy or disappointed. I'm not going to have your baby. Not yet anyway. And when you come to visit me we'll have to take precautions so Bill Jr. isn't conceived until after we're married.
I'd like to write more but I have an exam tomorrow. I miss you and want you so very much.
All my love,
Rachael
The other note was shorter.
Dear Bill,
You don't got to do nothing. I got my period. But I'd like to have you come here and go out with me only be sure to bring a lot of safes.
The third part of his problem was not resolved as cleanly. Janine had a miscarriage in her third month but she couldn't hide it from her mother. Bonny was enraged but she knew that if she tried to prosecute her amoral nephew her own incestuous relationship with him would likely come out. In any case, his disappearance made that a moot point.
Bill, meanwhile, was working hard. On what was to be an eventful day he arrived at the address he'd been given by his employer and saw a well dressed, older man leaving the house. Must have a good job, he mused. Must be great to go to work at eleven in the morning.
Cindy Berard sprawled naked on her bed and counted the money in her hand. Four hundred dollars and it had only taken an hour. Sure, she was supposed to be in school but she already had forged the note from her mother so nobody would know. And even though she had to give fifty dollars of her fee to the bellhop, Mark it still left a lot. It was great when her parents were away, and they were gone a lot of the time. She could use her own room and charge an extra hundred and the johns seemed to get a special kick out of fucking her in a little girl's room with a frilly, pink bedspread and stuffed animals and dolls all around. It showed in the tips. Maybe she could charge four hundred and still get a hundred dollar tip?
The fifteen-year-old girl, fresh from the shower, examined her form in the
full-length, bedroom mirror. Her body was well tanned despite
Cindy had bloomed early, her breasts growing precociously when she was an eleven-year-old youngster. She was a big girl and the sight of her big, young breasts as they blossomed to adult size had aroused the interest (and more) of her unprincipled uncle, her mother's brother. He had deflowered his barely twelve-year-old niece right here on her little-girl bed. Obsessed with his ripe-bodied and surprisingly responsive young niece he had continued the dangerous liaison until he moved to a different city.
In grades eight and nine Cindy had her gym teacher and a succession of older High School boyfriends, attracted by her mature body and the lovemaking skill she had learned from her uncle.
Six months ago one of those former partners who was working as a bellhop at one of the better hotels had suggested how she could make some extra money. Since then she had taken advantage of her parents' frequent absences from home to accommodate brief business relationships with an endless supply of generous, middle-aged men.
Carefully, Cindy trimmed her bush. It had arrived, along with her monthly periods and her breasts when she was eleven. Mark had suggested that she should shave it all off but so far, she hadn't. Some men really seemed to like her thick, curly hirsute adornment and the ones who liked really young girls got enough extra turn-on from her little-girl bedroom with its pink bedspread and her collection of dolls and stuffed animals that her bush didn't deter them.
She didn't mind fucking older men. There wasn't the rush she got from being truly fucked just for fun but it was more than worth the money she received. And it didn't satisfy her own precociously mature craving for sex so today she had that oft-felt urge.
This morning had been particularly good. The man, despite the grey in his hair, had lots of stamina, which she sometimes wouldn't have appreciated. Today however, she had no other 'appointments' and she would have allowed him to stay longer than the allotted hour except that he said he had to be at a meeting. He'd been gentle and considerate which was one of the reasons why she preferred older men. The other, today, was that he reminded her of her uncle. At his request she'd pretended to be an innocent schoolgirl who'd been caught cheating on her schoolwork, a role she had played before for other men. And, except for the innocent bit, it didn't take much acting ability for despite her lush body, she was definitely still a young schoolgirl. But it had left her with an unsatisfied ache in her adolescent loins.
Bill couldn't keep his eyes off the lovely woman lounging in near nakedness on the chaise while he mowed the grass and pruned the shrubs. Was she a wife or a daughter? He wanted to ask but he decided against it.
"What's your name?"
"Uh... Bill. What's yours?" Bill tried to avoid looking at the young woman who lay on the chaise, the halter of her brief bathing suit unfastened and draped revealingly over the large mounds on her chest.
"I'm Cindy," she said with a friendly smile. "Have you finished your work?" Cindy wanted to giggle at the obvious discomfiture of the big, handsome gardener as he tried unsuccessfully to keep his gaze from her large, barely covered breasts. She shifted position so that the halter slipped a few inches and the dark circles of her areola were visible.
"Just about." Bill fought the lewd urge that grew within as the blood rushed to his unruly organ. It had been months since he had succumbed to the appeal of sex. He was a Christian now and determined to follow the teachings of the Good Book. "I still have to clip the hedge."
"Would you like a lemonade... or a beer?"
"Uh... maybe a lemonade. It's pretty hot." Was she intentionally teasing him? He couldn't make himself look away as she got up, clasping her halter so it didn't fall but still giving him an eyeful. He watched the enticing roll of her lovely buttocks as she walked into the house.
"C'mon inside," Cindy called out. It's cooler here."
Cindy was looking too. She could see an impressive bulge under the man's shorts and she knew she was turning him on. The ache in her adolescent loins blossomed as she handed him a beer.
"The lemonade's all gone Bill. Hope thus us OK." He was sprawled on an overstuffed chair in the living room, his muscular body outlined under his T-shirt. "Are you a student?"
"Yeah... or I will be in September. I dropped out for a year. How about you?"
"Me too. I'm going to graduate in a couple of years." Pointedly she didn't say that the graduation would be from High School. "Are you married?"
"No. Don't even have a candidate. Are you?"
"Of course not. There's too much I want to do before that." Then she made a quick decision and she virtually attacked the big, handsome man.
Bill was more than surprised. He was shocked. Suddenly the vision of female pulchritude was on his lap and her soft, full-lipped mouth was covering his, her tongue thrusting into his mouth. He filled his hands with her marvelous, large breasts as his long-unused tool swelled to full erection under her lightly clad bottom.
The initial kiss lasted for maybe a minute and then Cindy was on her feet, dragging the compliant man after her, up the stairs to her bedroom. Bill's newly discovered Christian chastity was no defense against the ripe-bodied girl's determined assault and he went with her without a conscience qualm.
"How old are you, Cindy?" Bill looked at the big bed with its pink, frilly bedspread and the collection of dolls and teddy bears scattered on it. This room that turned on the girl's paying clientele was having a different effect on the newly religious groundskeeper. He had vowed that he'd never again take advantage of a young girl, or any girl for that matter and despite his hunger for the beautiful woman he had a momentary concern.
"I'm nineteen," Cindy said in a firm voice, hoping he'd believe her. From the corner of her eye she spotted the condom wrapper that was used this morning and she hadn't got rid of. "But I'm still a little girl to my parents so I keep my room like it was when I was still in grade school. And then she was on her knees, pulling down his shorts to free his raging erection.
"My God, Bill! You're huge," the girl gasped as the long, thick cock sprang into view. She'd said that to many men, her clients, because she knew men liked to hear it but this time it wasn't an act. She'd never taken a cock as big as this into her fifteen-year-old pussy and the hunger she'd felt became a ravenous need.
Bill followed the girl down onto the doll-cluttered bed as her bikini bottom dropped away and she sprawled in naked, open-legged abandon. Her warm hands grasped his tool and guided it to the hairy nest between her outflung thighs and then he was in her.
"Oh God, Cindy. It's been so long," he moaned with pleasure as the juicy softness engulfed him. Like a wet, marshmallow hand the girl's oft-plumbed vagina enclosed him and with one fierce thrust he drove to the bottom of the hot enclosure.
"Hunnghh!!!" Cindy grunted as the man's mammoth organ filled her. She positioned her feet flat on the bed and tilted her broad hips, pushing up at the man above her as she was filled beyond any previous experience.
Bill ground against her bushy mons, feeling the hardness of her cervix against the tip of his cock and he knew he couldn't last long. Not long enough. As he drew back and then plunged in again the lush body beneath him responded. He savoured the smooth undulation of the girl's hips as she matched his strokes with practiced skill.
"Oh God, Cindy... Don't move! Can't hold it... been too long," he moaned as he felt the tightening of his scrotum and his cum-filled testicles released their initial load. But she ignored his plea and her arms and legs enfolded him as she writhed under him. The plastic softness of her inner flesh caressed his throbbing cock and he exploded with a moan of dismay.
Cindy knew he was going off but she hoped he'd be able to continue after. Usually when she did this she wanted the man to finish so she could send him away, but not this time. She felt the cunt-filling staff buck within her and sensed the flooding wetness as he pumped his sperm into the deepest reaches of her body. Oh God! She should have made him use a condom, she thought but it was too late. As he slumped down full-weight on top of her she continued to rock her hips, milking him with consummate skill.
"Oh God, Cindy. I'm sorry," Bill sighed as his compliant partner drained him. "Give me a few minutes and I'll make it good for you."
Locking her long legs around him, Cindy forced him to give her every inch of his cock. It pressed against her deepest parts and she rocked her hips wildly, rubbing her engorged clit against the hilt of his shaft. The glorious tickle was hanging so close, but she couldn't quite reach it. And the stiffness was wilting. Bill's prick was going soft inside her.
"Don't stop... Not yet!" the girl panted. She'd been thoroughly primed by her client's fuck this morning and even the brief screwing by this man's huge dong had brought her close. "There! I got it! I'm going... going to... Cummmm!!" she gasped, drawing blood from his back with her nails. Her hips lurched and writhed as the tickly heat turned to ecstasy. She sailed through galaxies of pleasure, crying out, dying with the lust that had taken over her body. And then she spiraled down, down into her bed again, fighting to get her breath. Bill was a heavy weight, smashing her down into the mattress.
He was true to his word. His long celibate period had left Bill with the stamina that was needed to satisfy his fifteen-year-old lover and he had proceeded to do just that.
Cindy was on top, her large breasts swaying and bobbling as she fucked the marvelous man beneath her. She held her body up from his chest with both hands, lifting and lowering her tight pussy over his rigidness. The sucking sound of a very large cock penetrating a very tight pussy made her whimper with lust. And the excitement she felt was having an effect on her lover. He petted her firm, bulging belly and watched her lustfully as she excited herself to a fever pitch.
"You' like fucking little girls don't you, Bill," she murmured, shivering with excitement as she dug her nails along his muscular chest. Then she gave a little cry and felt her body tingle like it'd been hit with a bolt of lightning. She was going to come again!
"Bill... Ohhhh do it to me hard... Fuck me... I'm flipping out!"
Bill rolled her over on the bed. He was suddenly atop her, snorting like a wild bull. His glistening shaft slid in and out of her pussy like a wonderful piston made just for her personal pleasure. She wiggled her adolescent hips up and down and rocked them sharply to increase the friction against the sensitive head of his cock. Bill moaned and snorted again, holding her firm ass in his big hands as he jabbed and fucked and plunged. The gism left from his first ejaculation squirted out around the tightened edges of her hole. For an instant she went rigid as the waves of fantastic pleasure jolted through her. Then she began to squirm like a speared fish, biting her lover's shoulders, hugging him down onto her until she could barely breathe. He shuddered too. She felt something warm pour and jet inside her pussy. The warmth spread until it squirted out under pressure from under the petals that clung to the slackened, stiff meat.
"Uhhhhnnn," he groaned, shuddering like a stallion who'd plugged a young filly. His cock went deep, filling the crevices of her body with the rich, hot sperm. Cindy let the man kiss her, let his tongue slip over her own. She sucked it, nibbled it with her sharp teeth while his hips kept rolling and plunging. Her thighs were spread like the wings of a strange bird. She had given her lover everything she had and he'd taken it too. She gave another whimpering sigh as her pussy spasmed with one last throb of pleasure.
Bill was fatigued. He'd fucked the lovely, young woman through many orgasms but now he just wanted to rest. He lay on his back and watched as she lowered her head, parting her pouty lips and enclosing his tender, cunt-chafed tool.
Cindy sucked longingly at the cock, enjoying the power-jolt she got as it swelled and hardened until it tickled the roof of her mouth with its spongy head. Her tongue moved expertly along the sensitive underside. She monitored Bill's breathing and movements, sensing how excited he was. She worked her tongue between the little lobes at the tip. She was enjoying the youthful firmness of his flesh and the hot moans that he couldn't hide when she licked furiously at the bulging blue head of his cock. She'd given head often to her clients but always with the staff covered by a condom. Now, for the first time, she was sucking on bare flesh, a skin-covered bone that was coated with her own inner juices and the remnants of his semen. How much could she charge a client to do this, she wondered?
Bill's tool was throbbing noticeably and her spit was glossy on the surface, oozing down into his balls. She made a trough of her tongue and eased forward again, taking him all the way into her throat.
The virile, young man arched his back up from the bed and trembled. He was holding his breath. His fingers twisted the sheet around as she began a slow, bobbing movement. Cindy tightened her cheeks in around his shaft and made sure her tongue was in contact with the underside of his cock at all times. Up and down she bobbed, slurping noisily when the flared head bumped against her lips. Bill was like tensioned rubber. He couldn't relax now that she was bringing him faster towards climax. She could feel his gland begin to spasm. His balls hung loose in their sac.
"Hunnghh!" he grunted and his heels dug into the mattress. "Anhhh... Ohhhh!"
"Mmmmmm," Cindy cooed through flared nostrils. She wanted to tell him to go ahead and unload. She wanted to tell him that she'd drink it all, drink whatever he could manage to spurt into her mouth. But she was too busy sucking at him to pause. And she wanted it to be good, the best he'd ever had.
She took his balls in her fingers and began to roll them around in the slickness of their sac. And her mouth suckled powerfully at his exposed tip.
"Yuuunnnhhhhh!" Bill cried, pumping his hips instinctively. A hot spurt of gism jetted against the back of Cindy's throat. Another spurted from the tiny orifice and washed over the roof of her mouth. Then it was coming in fast floods. The viscous fluid slid over her tongue and leaked from the corner of her mouth. She sucked noisily, getting almost all of it down. Bill thrashed about, his face twisted with agonized ecstasy as he came. The girl looked up at him, a white tendril of unswallowed cum dribbling from the corned of her pretty mouth as she kept licking the underside of his prick.
"Cindy! My God! What has he done to you? Mary! Call the police!"
The two naked people on the messy bed were shocked into awareness of the present by the loud, angry cry and then a small man was pushing her away and pummeling the larger man lying helpless on the bed.
An hour later Bill was led from the house in handcuffs. Statutory rape they said it was. What could he say? Would he have acted differently if he'd known the girl was only fifteen? Being honest with himself, he doubted it. And the girl had pretended it was all his idea, that he'd taken advantage of her youth and innocence.
He had no choice. He didn't even bother to ask for a trial because he knew he was guilty, even if he'd believed the girl was as old as she'd claimed to be. He got off lightly, they said. The sentence was five years, but only because they discovered that the girl was not the paragon of virtue she had pretended to be.
Bill accepted his punishment philosophically. He knew it was light compared to what he deserved, not for what he did with Cindy but for the other despicable acts he had performed with younger and innocent girls.