Today's middle class Americans maintain a stable outlook which in reality masks the turmoil existing behind drawn blinds.
There is alcoholism, promiscuous sex, for the adult and teenager alike, and, for some, the breakup of marital relationships as a result of mate-swapping. The children observe their parents' so-called "mature" lifestyles. The mark is made and the effect lasts a lifetime.
This is the story of a family in which the relationships follow an unusual course of development in the course of the summer. What happens to the children is a startling revelation of how events can alter personalities, how fate plays with all.
BROTHER WAS FIRST -- a novel with a lesson for those unaware of what is really happening behind the closed doom of America.
The Publisher
Chapter One
Heather Armstrong was busy helping her mother close the store for the evening. She was an exceptionally cute girl with long brown hair that cascaded down her back. At fourteen, Heather had an exceptionally cute figure with ripe firm breasts and slim youthful hips.
For the past eight summers, the Armstrongs had operated the largest marina on the lake. The marina boasted docking facilities for over a hundred boats that ranged from small ski boats to luxurious cabin cruisers. Many of the boat owners brought them up in the spring and left them at the marina until fall. Most of the people drove up from the city an weekends while many of the wives and families spent the entire summer at the lake.
Heather's father and her brother, Tom, took care of the facilities with the aid of some summer help they hired. She and her mother operated the small store next to the marina where they sold groceries, fishing gear, and various sundries that were essential to the vacationers. The Armstrongs lived in a large summer home in the pines that overlooked the marina and the broad expanse of the huge lake. Not only did operating the facilities give them an exceptionally good income, but they loved the outdoors and the entire family found plenty of leisure time to enjoy themselves.
Just as Heather and her mother were about to lock up the store, her father and brother walked in.
"Well," smiled her handsome father. "Everything's under control on the docks, so we're calling it a day."
"You should," laughed her mother. "It's after nine o' clock."
"By the way," said the man to his wife, "the Barbers asked us to drop by their place for a drink when we close."
"Great," smiled Joan, Heather's mother. "I enjoy their company."
Looking at her mother, Heather thought how youthful the woman looked. At thirty-seven, her beautiful dark-haired mom had a figure of a teen-ager, and the same vitality.
"What are you kids doing this evening?" Lance Armstrong asked.
"I'm just going up to the house and sack out," grinned Tom.
"Same here," giggled the pretty girl. "I'm pooped."
"Run along then," he smiled. "Well be home in a couple of hours."
Walking up the trail with her brother, Heather suddenly stopped. "Tom," she asked. "Are you really that tired?"
"Heck, no," he grinned. "Are you?"
"Shit no," she giggled. "I wanta fuck."
"Me, too," beamed Tom, taking his sister's hand.
Tom had been fucking his sister since she was twelve years old, and they did it at every opportunity. Both of them clearly remembered that first time when Tom had just turned fifteen. When the marina closed down in the fall, the Armstrongs always returned to their home in the city where they attended school. Tom the Dork, as his friends called him because of his huge cock, was showering in the gym with two of his teammates. While the boys were toweling themselves dry, his friend Red McBride was telling them how he'd fucked his older sister the night before. Tom and the other boy were fascinated by the tale because neither of them had even seen a girl's pussy, let alone screwed one.
"How did it happen?" asked the other boy, Don.
"The folks were out for the evening and when I came downstairs for a drink of water, I saw her boy friend fucking the shit out of her on the sofa," he explained.
"How old is your sister?" asked Tom.
"Twenty."
"What did you do?"
"I started laughing," he grinned.
"Then what?"
"He pulled his pants up and ran out of the house," chuckled Red.
"Shit," grinned Tom. "I'll bet your sister was mad."
"Christ, was she," laughed the boy. "She swore and called me every fuckin' name in the world."
"What did you do?"
"When she stopped screaming," continued Red, "I asked if I could screw her."
"Did she let you?"
"Not then," he grinned. "She said that no snot was gonna touch her pussy."
"What did you say?" Tom asked, getting more excited by the minute.
"I told her that if she didn't let me, I would tell the folks about what I'd seen," he explained.
"Did that work?"
"Not at first," he grinned. "She just told me to drop dead and she went to her room."
"When did you screw her?" asked Tom.
"I'd been in bed about fifteen minutes when she walked into my room and sat down on the side of my bed," he told them. "Then she asked me if I were really going to tell the folks. When I said yes, she took off her nightie and crawled into bed with him."
"Then what?" Tom panted.
"She took my hand and pushed my finger into her cunt, telling me I could fuck her if I promised never to tell anyone what I'd san."
"What did her cunt feel like?" Don excitedly asked.
"All hot and squishy," he answered in a panting voice. "I've never felt anything so warm and slippery in my life."
"Did it feel good when you fucked her?" gulped Tom, his big cock standing straight up between his legs.
"Jesus, yes," panted Red, vividly recalling it. "There's nothing like having your pecker buried in a girl's hot juicy snatch. If you think jacking off is neat, wait until you shoot a load into a hot sucking cunt."
Walking home from school that afternoon, Tom's big boner was throbbing violently in his pants as he kept thinking about the conversation in the gym. Entering the house, his sister was sprawled out on the floor, watching television.
"Hi," she said, not taking her eyes from the screen.
"Hi," he absently muttered, flopping down in a chair, his mind still on the story he'd just heard.
Heather's short dress had worked up above her hips and Tom could see that her cotton panties barely covered her crotch. The boy had always considered his twelve-year-old sister as a pest, but her almost-bare ass strangely excited him. He suddenly wondered if a girl's pussy was hot and juicy like Red's big sister's had been. The longer he stared at her smooth bottom, in his the more his cock throbbed pants. Unable to stand it any longer, he walked over and sat down by her on the floor.
"Is that a good show?" he asked, nervously placing his hand on the back of her thigh.
"I guess so," she'd absently answered, her undivided attention on the television screen.
Sitting next to her on the floor, he cautiously moved his hand up between her thighs until his finger slipped under the crotch of her panties.
"Ooooooooh, Tom," she giggled. "That tickles."
"Does it feel good?" he panted, probing at her slit with the tip of his finger.
When Heather made no attempt to stop him, he continued moving his finger around until he felt the hot wetness of her slit. His cock began throbbing wildly as he slipped the tip of it in between her hot juicy cuntlips.
"NOW that feels good," she giggled, wiggling her hot cunt around his finger.
"May I see your snatch?" he whispered, working his first knuckle in and out of her slippery hole.
"Sum," she beamed. "If you'll keep playing with my pussy."
"Do YOU like this?" he panted.
"Heck, yes," the girl giggled. "I play with myself all the time, but this is better."
"Do you?" he asked in a surprised voice.
"Sum," she beamed. "And last month I learned how to finger myself off."
"Now can I see your pussy?"
"Sure," Heather whispered. "If I can see your prick."
"What do you know about pricks?" he asked, shocked at his twelve-year-old sister.
"That's what boys fuck girls with," she wailed.
"Who told you about fucking?"
"My friend, Elain," was her answer.
Tom recalled that Elain was the rather homely girl with big tits that the boys followed around.
"Does Elain really let the guys screw her?" he asked.
"Sure," she giggled. "She fucks every day."
"Good for her," grinned Tom, making a mental note to be more friendly with Elain. "Now can I see your pussy?"
"If you promise to let me see your cock," she smiled, rising to her feet and pulling her dress off.
"I promise," he panted.
Tam's eyes opened like saucers when his sister was standing completely naked in front of him. Two breasts were just barely starting to develop an her otherwise flat chest, but her nipples were big and firm. His eyes drifted down over her gently rounded tummy to the pink slit between her legs. Tom had never seen a twat before, but it seemed quite big and puffy for such a girl. He could see downy wisps of soft brown hair lightly surrounding her juicy young slit.
"See," giggled Heather. "My pussy's startin' to sprout hair. Pretty soon I'll be old enough to fuck."
"I can see," he grinned, staring hungrily at her naked cunt, thinking how much he'd like to stick his cock in it.
"Do you want to finger it?" she asked.
"Shit, yes," he answered excitedly as the girl spread herself out on the couch.
Sitting down next to her on the sofa, Tom nervously ran his hand up between her soft bare thighs until he touched the wanton slickness of her dripping cunt.
"Oh, Tom," she whispered. "That feels wonderful."
Closing her eyes, Heather smiled contentedly as she felt her big brother's finger going deeper and deeper into her horny cunt. Her naked body writhed deliciously when he began plunging his thick middle finger in and out of the hot wetness of her young pussy. Tom had never dreamed that a girl's cunt could feel so juicy and slippery.
"That's it, Tommy!" she squealed with joy she speeded the tempo of his thrusts. "Bring me off, honey! Bring me off!"
Heather had just recently learned how to masturbate, but it couldn't compare to the feeling of her brother's thick middle finger streaking in and out of her inflamed pussy. She'd never felt anything so fucking good in her life and the girl's entire body was responding to it.
"Oh, Tommy!" she squealed, arching her hips up off the cushion. "Don't stop, honey! Don't stop! I'm gonna do it gonna do it!"
She collapsed, completely exhausted.
"Oh, Tommy," she panted when she once more caught her breath. "That was so wonderful."
"You really went wild," he grinned, relieved to see that his sister was all right.
"I know," whispered Heather. "I always finger myself off. Now can I see your pecker?"
"Sure," he grinned standing up and removing his clothes.
Heather's eyes almost bugged out of her head when she tint glimpsed his huge naked cock thrusting up from between his legs. The girl had assumed that pricks were about the size of a finger, and she was completely stunned when she saw Tom's cock. Staring at his huge tool, she couldn't conceive of how it could possibly fit into a girl's cunt.
"My God," she gasped in a breathless whisper. "It's so big."
As the boy stood beside the sofa, Heather reached out and wrapped her fingers around the hard fleshy pole. She couldn't get over the hotness of it as well as the spongy texture of his rock-hard shaft. Pussy juices began flowing out of her twat as she felt the blood pulsing through the veins, making his cock throb in her hand.
"Jeez," she whispered. "How can a big thing like that fit in a pussy?"
"Let's find out," he panted.
"Shit," she gasped. "That would kill me."
"Please," whispered Tom, reaching down and stuffing his finger up into her hot hole again.
"Oh, boy," she mewled as his finger slithered back and forth over her hard clit. "That feels so good."
"Please let me put my cock in," he writhed her slit around his plunging finger.
"That thing would kill me," she argued, getting hotter by the second.
"I'll be gentle," he panted, crawling up between her legs.
"Will you stop if it hurts?" she asked, wanting to fuck as much as he did.
"Yes, honey," he answered, guiding his stiff boner up toward her slit.
Heather was trembling with apprehension, feeling the heat of his blood-engorged cock burning against the sensitive flesh of her soft inner thighs as it slowly advanced toward her hot aunt. Feeling his pulsating cockhead lightly touching her soft fuzzy pubic hairs, she reached down and grasped his bloated shaft, sliding the tip of it up and down against the juicy wet lips of her slippery twat. The head of his prick was soon glistening with her hot juices that were dripping onto his throbbing knob.
She began slowly guiding his big cockhead between the passion-swollen outer lips of her aunt and up against the hot opening of her dripping pussy. Arching her hips, she reached for his ass and gently drew him toward her.
"Oh, God!" she gasped, feeling the big swollen knob slip through the tight elastic opening of her tiny hole. "Please don't move, Tom. This really hurts."
When she felt him start to withdraw the tip of his prick, she grasped him tightly.
"You don't have to take it out," she whispered, clinging tightly to him. "Just lay still for a minute."
When her tense body began to relax a bit, she carefully arched her hips a bit more, feeling his thick cock sink a deeper into her cunt. This time there wasn't the pain of the initial penetration.
"Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"A bit," she whispered. "But it's O.K."
Heather continued arching her hips and drawing him into her, feeling his big dick slowly expanding the tight walls of her tiny slit. She could feel delicious sensations flowing through her body as his thick boner pressed out against the sensitive nerve ends of her tightly stretched tissues.
"Oh, Tommy!" she panted in a low hoarse voice as his prick slid deeper and deeper into her tingling cunt. "Your thing feels so neat."
When he'd reached full penetration, Tom lay perfectly still over his sister's hot body, letting his throbbing cock luxuriate in the tight juicy hotness of the girls cunt. This felt even better than Red had described it. Lying quietly on her, he could feel her velvety-smooth cunt walls grasping and sucking deliciously against his big rod, and he thought he'd go mad with excitement when the girl began instinctively rotating her clasping cunt around the length of his screaming shaft. Crazed with lust, Tom began squirming against her, trying to drill his dong even deeper into her tiny cunt.
"Oh, God, Tom!" Heather sobbed excitedly when she felt the movement of his cock deep in her virginal fuck-hole. "Fuck me, honey! Fuck me!"
Slowly at first, the boy began carefully pumping his shaft in and out of her hot slit. Tom was shuddering with ecstasy at the feel of his tingling cock gliding back and forth through the tight slippery tissues of her sucking pussy.
"Oh, sweet Tommy!" she shrieked when the aroused boy threw all caution to the wind and began slamming his big dick in and out. He was pounding faster and faster as she locked her bare legs around his lurching body to bettor receive the glorious assault.
"Oh, Tommy!" squealed the girl. "We're fuckin'! We're really fuckin'!"
"You're not just shittin'," he panted, still pounding his cock into her. "We're really fuckin'!"
Every thrust of his driving cock was sending new sensations racing through Heather's body. The ecstasy was almost more than she could stand as she clung desperately to her wonderful big brother who was giving her the most glorious experience of her young life.
"Faster, honey, faster!" she cried, feeling his big juice-slickened prick driving madly in and out of her frothy cunt. "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!"
Feeling his sister's body lurching beneath him, Tom pumped even harder, feeling his own ejaculation boiling up from deep in his balls.
Heather almost blew her mind when the glorious orgasm began washing through her body as Tom's exploding cock sent a torrent of cum gushing up into her shuddering fuck-hole.
That had been two years ago and now Tom and Heather were hurrying from the marina up to the house to fuck up a storm as they'd done hundreds of times since that first afternoon. They went directly to Tom's room where they quickly removed their clothes.
Tom's constant massaging and sucking on her boobs had developed them into two delicious mounds that stood out big and firm, capped with hard nipples that were made for nibbling and chewing. The faint wisps of downy hairs that had been barely visible around her cunt had been replaced by a thick bush of silky-soft brown hair that was a delicious contrast to the juicy pinkness of her slit.
Tom's prick had been big at the age of fifteen, but now it was a magnificent beauty, having grown and nurtured in his sister's loving cunt. Neither of them had ever had sex with anyone else, but they were completely satisfied with each other.
"Oh, Tom," she smiled up at her brother as she spread her naked body out on his bed. "I'm so happy that you like to fuck me."
"Jesus, Heather," he smiled, crawling up between her open legs. "I love fucking you."
"Good," she giggled. "Now give me a nice hot fuck."
Chapter Two
As Tom drove his cock up into his sister's hot cunt, their parents were getting slightly drunk at the Barbers' house. Both Lance and Joan enjoyed the Barbers' company, and for the past three years since the Barbers started coming to the lake, they had all spent many evenings together. Linda Barber was a striking young woman of about thirty with natural blonde hair that she wore short. Her husband, Craig was a big muscular man in his mid-thirties with a ruggedly handsome face and sandy hair.
"How's that beautiful daughter of yours?" Craig asked Joan as he handed the woman her fourth drink.
"Heather?" she smiled. "She's just great."
"I think it's wonderful how well she gets along with her brother," said Linda.
"It is nice," smiled Joan. "Tom and Heather art very close to each other."
The woman had no idea how close the two were at that very moment.
As the evening progressed, the four people were getting quietly smashed. Sitting next to Craig as she sipped her drink, Joan was suddenly aware that he was pressing his leg against her bare thigh. Having come directly over from the store, Joan was wearing the shorts that she'd been working in. The handsome man had never made any suggestions or advances toward her, so Joan decided that the pressure of his leg on hers was purely accidental. Later, as the pressure increased, she looked up at him and was rather confused by the excited expression in his face as he stared at her. Their eyes momentarily locked and the strange vibes between them sent a shiver racing up and down Joan's [missing text].
When Craig walked across the room to refill their glasses, Joan's eyes followed his every movement. Although she and her husband's sex life had been very limited and frustrating for the past few years, Joan had never been unfaithful to him, but now she suddenly wondered how Craig would be in bed. Watching him as he returned with their drinks, she glanced down at his crotch, wondering if the man had a hard-on. She thought she could see a slight bulge, but in her state of intoxication, she couldn't be sure. When he sat down by her again, she had a wild desire to reach, over and feel it, but she fought back the temptation.
As the evening and drinks progressed, Joan's fascination with the man increased. She found the bold expression on his face quite provocative. There was a burning fire in his eyes and an overpowering presence about his nearness that she found very exciting. When he placed his hand on her bare leg as they talked, Joan felt a spurt of cunt juice dripping into her panties.
On the other sofa, both Lance and Linda were quite drunk as they argued about the correct way to tie down the jib on the Barbers' sail boat.
"No," slurred Lance. "AL knot like that would..."
"The hell it would," argued Linda. "I've been tying like that for years."
"It won't hold," mumbled Lance, getting up to pour another drink.
"Shit it won't," giggled Linda, running her hands through her short blonde hair. "You don't know a pissin' thing about tyin' knots."
"One jerk and your fuckin' knot would slip," said the man, staggering back with their drinks.
"Betcha," she giggled.
"My God," laughed Joan, listening to the stupid conversation. "Why don't you idiots walk down to the marina and pull on the stupid rope?"
"Sure," slurred Linda. "And I'll betcha my knot won't slip."
"Okay," sinned Lance, staggering to his feet. "Let's go prove it."
"Good," Linda giggled. "I'll betcha a drink."
"You're on," said Lance in an unsteady voice as they staggered out the door.
When they had gone, Joan suddenly realized that she'd sent them to the marina so she could be alone with Craig.
"Oh, Joan," the man whispered, taking her pretty face between his hands as he gazed into her big grey eyes that were smoldering just below her long dark bangs.
Just as she knew he would, the man lowered his mouth down over her wet open lips. Joan knew she should stop him but she had no will to resist as her mouth clung passionately to his, their slippery tongues deliciously entwined. As much as Joan knew it was wrong, there was no way she could draw her lips away from his deep sweet kiss. Sucking passionately on Craig's tongue, she could feel his hand moving down her back until his fingers slipped under the waist band of her shorts. Lowering the zipper with his other hand, he peeled them down over her soft round ass. Quivering with an excitement she'd never felt before, the beautiful brunette clung tightly to him as his strong fingers kneaded and goosed around in the soft, warm crevice between the fleshy cheeks of her bare buttocks. She could feel his hard cock throbbing through his pants against her tummy as he drew her even closer to him.
"Oh, Joan, honey," he whispered, expertly removing her blouse and bra. "You're such a beautiful woman."
The sight of her totally naked body had his prick throbbing violently in his pants. Gently forcing her shoulders against the back of the couch, he dropped to his knees on the floor and tenderly spread and lifted her legs, placing them over his shoulders.
With his face between her soft naked thighs, he was gazing directly up into her wet cunt, glistening with droplets of pussy juice that clung to the slippery, coral tinted folds of her quivering cuntlips. Silky black pubic hairs deliciously surrounded the warm dampness of her sweet dripping slit.
He lowered his face down into the smoldering hotness between her lewdly spread legs, and his nostrils caught the aromatic scent of her sweet pussy, sending flames of lust scorching through his loins. There was a delicious freshness to the scent that told him how wonderful her wiggly snatch would taste. Lowering his nose into the soft nest of delicately scented cunt hairs, he ran his thick wet tongue up along the entire furrow of her hot wet slit.
Because she and her husband had never participated in oral sex, Joan couldn't believe what was happening.
"Jesus Christ!" she panted, feeling his hot tongue washing over the sensitive flesh of her open cuntlips. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Lickin' your cute pussy," he whispered, slipping the tip of his tongue in between the slippery folds of her dripping cunt. "D'ya like it?"
"God, yes," she moaned. "That drives me crazy."
Unable to restrain his lust any longer, Craig buried his face deeper into the dripping moistness between the beautiful brunette's naked thighs. Slurping like a wild man, he began frantically sucking and licking her sweet juicy slit. God, how fresh and clean it tasted as his tongue slashed up into her warm slippery fuck-hole.
"Jesus Christ, Craig," squealed Joan. "I've never felt anything so fuckin' good in my life!"
The feel and taste of her hot juices oozing out against his face was driving him wild. Craig had eaten plenty of pussy in his life, but nothing had been equal to this frothy cunt. Sucking and slurping on her slippery pussy-flesh, he was thrusting his tongue up her fuck-hole as far as it would reach.
"Oh, sweet Craig!" squealed Joan, never having felt anything so wild in her life. "Shit that feels good! I love it! I love it!"
She knew that Linda and her husband could walk in at any moment, but in her state of excitation, she didn't give a fuck.
"Suck, honey, suck!" she cried, grinding her hot wet pussy around his slavering mouth.
After spending several minutes licking the sweet nectar from deep in her cunt. He moved up and began sucking her quivering clit between his lips.
"Eeeeeeaaaaghhhhh!" she squealed. "That's it, honey! That's good, GOOOOOOOOD!"
After driving the woman practically wild by nibbling and sucking on her hard joy-button for several moments, he once more plunged his tongue up into her seething hot hole. The feel of her warm slippery pussy-flesh against his swirling tongue sent flames of lust scorching through his loins. With his face cradled between her damp naked thighs, his tongue was lapping hungrily around in her hot, juice-slickened pussy.
"Oh, shit!" she sobbed. "That's so fuckin' good!"
The man's handsome face was soon completely soaked with the slippery juices that were flowing out she slurped and licked on her delicious gash. "Oh, shit!" she squealed with joy when his tongue once more glided over her erect clitoris. "That's it, honey! Suck my clitty! SUCK MY CLIT!"
Gently nibbling on her hard girl-prick, he soon had the beautiful woman near a state of hysteria.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed, grasping at the back of his head and pushing his mouth down tighter over her squirming pussy. "That feels so fucking good!"
Joan was writhing around so violently on the couch that Craig was having a hell of a time keeping his mouth locked down over her elusive slit. Grasping her lurching hips more firmly, he burrowed his tongue even deeper into her juice-slickened cunt. The sweetness of her delicious pussy was driving him wild, the fresh dean taste and scent of her soft pink inner flesh making his stiff boner throb even harder.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus," she whispered as his tongue glided wetly over her hard, quivering clit. "That's so fantastic."
In the pest, Joan had thought only perverts could enjoy anything like this, but now she thought it was the most wonderful thing in the world.
"Oh, shit, Craig!" she squealed, grasping wildly at the cushion. "It's so good, honey!"
Craig was now clutching at her cute bare bottom as he pressed his face deeper into the hot moistness between her widely spread legs. His thick tongue was burrowing between the soft juicy folds of her wiggly cuntlips as the hot pussy juices dripped down over his tongue, filling his mouth with the delicious taste of her hot cunt. Craig was twisting his face from side trying to bury his tongue deeper into her steamy fuck-hole.
"Suck, darling, suck!" screamed Joan. "That feels so shittin' good!"
The beautiful woman had lost all contact with reality and was aware of nothing except the delicious sensations that were screaming through her pleasure-tortured body.
"Hot piss!" she squealed, grasping Craig's thick sandy hair and forcing his mouth down tighter over her spit-soaked slit. "I love it! Oh, shit, I'm gonna come, gonna come!"
The man began sucking even more violently on her clit, wanting her to have a climax she'd never forget.
"CRAIG! CRAIG!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! I'M COMING, COMMMIIINNNGGG!"
Rising to his feet, he gently lowered the exhausted woman onto her back. When she was spread out on the sofa with her legs open wide, Craig began removing his clothes.
"Oh, Craig," she whispered. "Suppose they come back and catch us."
"Don't worry," he smiled. "Those two drunks will be down there arguing about knots for hours." When he was completely disrobed, Joan stared hungrily at the man's hard cock. It wasn't as large a her husband's huge dong but it looked so hard and virile.
"Oh, Craig," she whispered as he crawled up between her legs. "I need a hot fuck so damn bad."
"Don't worry," he grinned. "You're gonna get it."
She smiled and wrapped her fingers around his throbbing tool so she could guide it up toward the hot wetness of her slippery cunt. Her smooth naked thighs parted even wider in anticipation of his hard dick.
"Oh, Joan," he sobbed excitedly when his sensitive cockhead razed against the softness of her damp pussy hairs.
His entire body was trembling with excitement when the head of his dick slipped slowly into the thick warmth of her velvety-smooth slit.
"Oh, baby," she whispered with passion, feeling his sleek hard cock casing into her cunt.
He we so much more gentle than her husband. Lance had an enormous prick, but he didn't seem to know how to use it. Sex was always painful for Joan, but she knew that she could really enjoy the bigness of her husband's massive dong if he weren't so rough. There was never any foreplay with Lance. As soon as Joan was on her back, he'd stuff his huge cock into her without any tender preliminaries. Once he'd rammed his big cruel tool into her, he'd hump like a wild man until he'd shoot his load, not caring whether Joan climaxed or not. Because of this, they'd drifted sexually apart. Now the feel of Craig's cock slowly entering her cunt was pure heaven to the frustrated woman.
Once he'd fully penetrated her, Craig partially withdrew his dick and drove it back in, setting up a steady rhythm.
"Oh, Craig, baby," she sobbed, wrapping her soft naked legs around his body. "You're so fuckin' wonderful."
Her lovely body was soon writhing under his hard deep thrusts as she pound her frothy twat up around the base of his stiff plunging rod, wanting every hard inch of it in her slippery fuck-hole.
"Oh, yes!" she squealed, clinging to his lurching body. "Ooooooh, yarn cock feels so fucking good!"
With his stiff boner sluicing wetly in and out of her frothy slit, Joan's hot pussy juices were flowing out from between her velvety-soft cuntlips as they squeezed on Craig's thrusting tool.
"Oh, God, baby!" she sobbed as the man reached under and cupped her quivering asscheeks in his palms, pulling her hot cunt up tighter around his cock. "It's so good, Craig, darling!"
Driving with all his strength, the handsome man could feel the smooth slick flesh of her tight cunt squeezing and sucking deliciously around the entire length of his hard pumping cock. He was fucking into her sweet slit with all of his lust-maddened strength, drilling the full length of his hard dick into the very depths of her sucking cunt, bringing wild cries or passion from her screaming mouth.
Wet slippery sounds filled the room as the tempo of their wild fucking increased, driving both of them closer and closer to their impending climaxes. Craig's body was glistening with sweat as it dripped down onto the writhing woman's slippery body. The man had screwed a lot of women in his life, but he'd never found anything as incredibly good as Joan's hot box. With her long black hair flailing around her sex-distorted face, she was like a wild animal as she writhed and lurched beneath him, giving as much pleasure as she was receiving.
"Oh, Craig!" she shrieked as the man thrust his cock deeper and deeper into her foaming cunt. "I love it! I LOVE IT!"
The thought that he'd soon be shooting a torrent of hot fizz up deep into the beautiful woman's belly further excited Craig. He could almost feel the cum bursting out of his cockhead, saturating her delicious cunt with his scalding load.
Joan's hot ass was squirming all over the sofa as her pussy sucked and milked on his plunging shaft. Obscenely spreading her naked thighs farther apart. She drew her knees almost back to her shoulders, offering the full length of her slippery silt for his glorious assault.
"Harder, honey!" she cried out. "Jesus Christ, I want you to fuck the shit out of me!"
The feel of his magnificent cockhead pounding into the furthest depths of her tingling fuck-hole felt incredibly good to the frustrated woman. Every violent thrust seemed to knock her breath out, but she was enjoying every cock-filled moment of it. Her soft cute ass was shaking and quivering as her sticking, clasping cunt climbed wetly up and down his hard slippery pole.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" she suddenly screamed as her entire body momentarily stiffened beneath the man. "Holy shit! Oh, fuck, FUCK!"
Her beautiful face was contorted with pleasure as her entire body froze into a state of rigid numbness, and then she exploded.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" she shrieked, her entire body spasming wildly beneath him. "I'm coming! I'M COMING! KEEP FUCKIN'! DON'T STOP!"
Clinging tightly to the wildly humping man, her entire body was quivering and trembling as wave after wave of pure ecstasy flowed through her naked flesh.
No longer having to hold back for her, Craig gave a mighty lunge, driving his exploding cock deep into the woman's churning belly, spraying her cunt walls with his thick hot jizz.
"YES! YES!" she squealed with joy. "Keep squirtin'! God it feels good!"
When the last drop dribbled out of his slowly shrinking prick, he removed it from the hot wetness of her sperm drenched cunt and fell back on the sofa, completely exhausted.
"Shit, that was good," she whispered getting up anti slipping into her clothes.
"It sure was," he panted.
They had only been dressed a few minutes before Lance and Linda started back to the house.
Chapter Three
For the next few days, Heather's mother was often slipping away to a secret rendezvous with Craig leaving the girl to mind the store. Heather didn't mind because there were lots of boys coming and going that she enjoyed flirting with. At fourteen, she'd never been fucked by anyone except her brother, but she was a natural born prick-teaser. She knew she had a sexy figure, and much to her mother's objections, she dressed to reveal as much of it as possible.
One morning when her mother had gone, Heather was sitting on the steps of the store, staring out across the broad lake. The girl was wearing a brief tank top with no bra and her big lush, nipples were extremely visible against the material. Her dimpled navel winked out above the light hip-hugging cut-off that were slit up the sides, deliciously showing her tanned flesh.
Seeing a man and woman approaching the store, she stood up to greet them. As they drew closer, she saw that it was Mr. and Mrs. Blake who owned the largest cabin cruiser on the lake. This was the first time that Heather had seen them this summer.
"Hi," beamed the girl as the couple walked up the steps.
"Hello, Heather," smiled the redheaded woman. "It's nice to see you again. You remember my husband, Stan."
"Sure," grinned Heather, who'd always thought he was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. "I-I, Mr. Blake."
"My, how you've gown during the winter," he smiled his eyes ogling the big nipples that were pushing out against the material of the girl's top.
"Thank you," she smiled, pleased at the way he was staring at her.
"You sure have," he continued, his eyes traveling down to the outline of her juicy young twat that was visible under her tight cut-offs.
He followed the girl into the store, and his cock gave a wild lurch as his eyes focussed on her bare asscheeks which were partially exposed beneath her short cut-offs.
"We just need some eggs and tomato juice," said Mr. Blake.
"Okay," smiled Heather, pleased at the way the man was staring at her crotch as she walked over to the refrigerator for the eggs.
Passing in front of him, Heather purposely rubbed her firm tit against his arm. Stan Blake thought it was an accident until she turned around and gave him a bold naughty grin. Loving to tease men, Heather was pleased with the flushed expression on his face.
As the girl finished filling the small order, the man could feel his cock stiffening. Unable to keep his eyes away from her crotch, he kept thinking how glorious it would be to bury his face in her fresh young cunt. Watching Heather as the girl talked to his wife, the man could almost feel her soft full lips sucking on his prick. His stiff boner was pushing out painfully against his pants as he lusted over the sexy girl.
"My, God," giggled Monica Blake as she and her husband walked back down toward the marine. "I'd better take care of that hard-on as soon as we get to the boat."
"Did you notice?" he grinned.
"Shit, yes," his wife laughed. "I just hope that girl didn't see it."
"Christ!" he panted. "I'd sure like to eat her hot cunt."
"I could see that," smiled Monica. "I thought you were gonna bust a blood vessel."
Stan Blake was a successful stock broker in his early forties. He and his beautiful twenty-seven-year old wife had enjoyed a very open marriage for the past five years. Both of them were extremely sensual people, and they both accepted each other for what they were. They were both very much in love with each other, and their sex life was fantastic, but with their uninhibited sex drives, they needed more than one partner to satisfy their lust. They both felt that it was their fierce need for a variety of sex that held them together. They enjoyed swinging with their friends in town, and they had their own affairs, but nothing was ever kept hidden.
The moment they boarded their boat, they went directly down to the cabin where Monica began quickly undressing.
"God, honey," giggled Monica, sitting naked on the bed as Stan removed his shorts, revealing his massive boner.
"I'm glad the bitch turned you on," she whispered, reaching out and grasping his hard dick as he stood in front of her. "I'm just dying for a nice drink of cockcream."
As he stood directly in front of where she was sitting on the edge of the bed, Monica began lightly licking the tip of his hard dick.
"God, Stan," she whispered. "I've sucked off lots of guys in my life, but you've got the best tasting cock in the whole fucking world!"
Watching as Monica tenderly licked his big knob, Stan was thinking how beautiful she was. She had that smooth ivory complexion that can only be found on a few auburn-haired women. She was a above average height, but her full generous curves filled her out to perfection. The beauty of her face was enhanced by her big amber eyes and the long auburn hair that flowed down over her creamy smooth shoulders.
Stan Blake's big thick cock was glistening like wet marble as Monica's juicy tongue lovingly licked the entire surface of its hardness. Tightening her soft sucking lips around the thick meatiness of his hard boner, Monica took it deeper and deeper until she felt his big cockhead probing against the back of her throat. Her busy tongue was swirling wetly around his big juicy dick as her talented lips nibbled and sucked on the delicious hardness of it. Slowly pumping her hot sucking mouth up and down over his wonderful rod, she began the rhythmic tempo that she knew he enjoyed so much.
Monica didn't suck him off as a duty. The woman intensely enjoyed the taste of her husband's thick juicy dick. The feel and texture of it in her mouth, as well as the taste of his rich, slippery cum almost blew her mind.
"D'ya like this?" she whispered up to him in a teasing voice.
"Jesus, yes," he panted.
"Do you think that bitch in the store could tie you a party like this?" she taunted him.
"Shit, no!"
"You better know it, baby," giggled Monica, "you're married to the best fuckin' cock-sucker in the country."
As always when Stan got excited, a strong male scent wafted up from his hairy crotch sending delicious tingles streaking through her smoldering pussy. Clinging to his hips, she began bobbing her head up and down over his spit-drenched dong. His legs were soon trembling so badly that he could hardly stand up.
"Come here," she whispered, pulling him down on the bed with her.
When he was spread out on his back, Monica crawled up between his legs, pressing her soft cheek against his big hairy nut-sac. With her chin resting against his tight asshole, she began licking under his balls. The thick wiry hair and the soft crinkly skin of his sweaty scrotum further excited her as she thoroughly bathed it with her wet tongue. Her husband's big muscular frame was quivering with ecstasy as she sucked and nibbled up the entire length of his sensitive pole.
Lying on her stomach between his legs, she lifted the back of his thighs over her shoulders, raising his asshole up in front of her face. Tenderly stroking his cock and balls with her agile fingers, she began softly blowing her sweet warm breath across his quivering shitter.
"Oh, you sweet fuckin' baby," he panted when she further parted the cheeks of his ass with his fingers so her moist, hot breath could more easily caress his obscenely exposed bung.
Sticking her tongue against his asshole, she slowly ran the flat wetness of it up over his balls and up the fail length of his throbbing rod. Then very slowly, she worked her slippery lips and tongue down his shaft until her nose and mouth were buried in the deep sweaty crevice between his asscheeks.
The man's body gave a frantic lurch when her hot tongue began lewdly probing at his quivering bung.
"Oh, sweet piss!" panted Stan when the hat wetness of her pointed tongue slipped through the tight ring of his asshole. "Jesus, baby, how good, how good!"
Shuddering with the intense pleasure, he could feel her hot slippery tongue gliding in and out of the sensitive hole, sending an unbelievable joy streaking through his entire body.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Christ!" he panted as his aroused wife noisily tongue-fucked his stoic while her nimble fingers deliciously fondled his cock and balls.
After several moments of this lewd act, she dually pulled her tongue out of his shitter and raised her head, wrapping her juicy hot lips around his throbbing knob. Taking more and more of his thick juicy cock into her mouth, she smiled up at her husband. Monica rarely took her eyes away from his face when she sucked him off, loving to watch the delirious expressions on his face.
Stan stared back down at her bright toning eyes as she took more and more of his dick into her mouth. The thing that really excited Stan was the naughty way she looked at him while she was sucking him off. Her teasing eyes always seemed to be mischievously taunting him as her lips sacked and pulled on his bloated cockhead.
As usual, her naughty, laughing eyes were dancing with excitement while she watched her husband's lust-distorted face as he writhed and groaned from the intense pleasure she was giving him. Moving her head up and down over his shaft, mouth-fucking him deep and hard, there was a radiant expression on her beautiful face.
Slowly increasing the rhythm, she was soon taking more and more of his cock into her mouth with every sucking plunge.
"Jesus, darling!" he panted. "This feels so fucking good!"
"Then why don't you suck my cunt, too," she giggled, removing his juicy dick from her mouth.
"I'm ready," he grinned excitedly. "There's nothing better than a wild sixty-nine..."
Pacing his feet, Monica quickly straddled his face with her juicy twat hovering just above Stan's mouth, and then lowered her head down toward his big spit-drenched boner. As always, he trembled with excitement as he stared up at the full length of her hot familiar slit, so beautifully exposed between her naked thighs. Nestled in the soft patch of red pussy hairs, the slippery pink lips of Monica's steamy twat were glistening with droplets of clinging pussy juice. Gently grasping the soft cheeks of her ass in his hands, he slowly lowered her hot dripping slit down toward his hungrily waiting mouth. The fresh scent of her quivering pussy left no doubt as to how delicious her twat was going to taste. Burying his nose and face into her silky red pussy hair, he began lapping up the sweet juices that were dripping out from between her hot, wet cuntlips.
"Oooooooh, Stan, baby!" she whimpered with delight when she felt his tongue starting to lick her quivering twat.
"It's fantastic!" he panted.
"Wait'll I'm finished," she whispered. "I'm gonna suck you dry."
"Good," he gasped. "Because you're gonna get the biggest mouthful of cum you've ever had."
"Promise," she giggled.
"I promise," he panted. "I'm gonna blow the roof of your mouth off."
"And I'll swallow every fuckin' drop of it," she laughed excitedly, stuffing the head of his prick back in her mouth.
Stan could feel his beautiful wife's body quivering with passion as his own tongue drilled up deeper into her hot dripping fuck-hole.
Reaching in as far as he could, Stan began licking all around her cuntal walls with his thick swirling tongue. He could feel her hot juices balling around it as he licked and lapped into the slippery moistness of her dripping slit.
"Oh, Stan, darling!" she squealed with joy. "That feels so fuckin' damn good!"
Monica began rapidly running her lips and tongue up and down over the sensitive underside of his trembling shaft. The wildly aroused redhead was boiling with lust as she frantically sucked, licked and slobbered on his thick meaty cock. Seminal fluid was oozing from the tip of his cockhead, trickling down the back of her throat.
Grasping his legs and drawing his knees up, she lowered her face down below his cock, burying her mouth in the thick black hairs that covered his lust-bloated nuts. Mewling with a wild posies, the cock-crazed woman began sucking his balls in and out of her hot wet mouth at the same tempo as his tongue was flashing around in her boiling cunt. The pungent odor and taste of his sweaty flesh was driving Monica wild, and she lowered her head until her sweet wet tongue found the rubbery ring of his hairy asshole.
"Oh, Christ!" moaned Stan when his wife's hot tongue once more forced it's way into his tight, sensitive bung. "Holy shit, does that feel good!"
After reaming his asshole out with her tongue for a few moments, she lifted her head and once more licked slowly up his shaft until she'd reached his big shiny knob. Opening her juicy lips as wide as possible, she sucked his big cockhead into the soft moistness of her hungry mouth.
"Oh, my God!" Stan panted as her tongue and lips began working more frantically on his cock. "That's fantastic! Suck! Suck! Suck!"
"That's what I'm doin', baby," she gasped, lifting her lips from his throbbing dick. "Am I still gonna get a nice big mouthful?"
"Christ, yes!" he panted. "But keep suckin' on the fucking thing."
"Okay, honey," she laughed. "Here we go again."
The feel of her sucking lips around his dong and the taste of her juicy cunt was always the most incredible experience for Stan. He loved the way her sweet hot juices boiled around his tongue as he feverishly licked and lapped into the slippery warmth of his wife's cunt. The man had eaten plenty of pussy in his depraved lifetime, but he'd never tasted anything as delicious as Monica's re-fringed slit.
"Ooooooh, honey!" she shrieked with joy when he suddenly withdrew his tongue from the depths of her cunt and began flicking it around her quivering clit. "That's it, baby! Oh, shit, that feels so fuckin' good!"
Sucking on her sensitive joy-button, Stan could feel his wife's writhing body tensing for a climax.
Realizing that her handsome husband was about to bring her off, Monica began sucking more vigorously on his cock, wanting them to climax together as they almost always did. The exciting feeling of her lips and tongue sliding up and down over his tasty cock started her hot twat juices flowing faster into Stan's mouth.
"Oh, shit!" she suddenly screamed, grinding her hot wet slit down titter against his juice-drenched face. "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!"
"Me, too!" he shouted. "Hang on, baby, here it comes! HERE IT COMES!"
Monica almost went wild at the amount of jizz that suddenly gushed out of her husband's exploding cockhead. Frantically sucking and swallowing his spewing cum, she suddenly felt her own traumatic orgasm flooding through her body.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' shit?" she shrieked, clamping her soft naked thighs tightly against his juice drenched face. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Locked lewdly together, they continued sucking frantically on each other until their wild climax began to recede.
"Oh, Stan," she sighed a few minute later as they lay in each other's arms. "That was so fucking good."
"It was fantastic," he smiled.
"Stan," she whispered. "Do you think that Heather bitch could gin a blow-job like this?"
"No," he admitted with a broad gin, "But I'd sure like to get into her hot panties."
"You rotten prick," she wailed, playfully nipping at the tip of his limp cock with her teeth.
Chapter Four
Late the following afternoon, Stan and Monica decided to take a walk along the shore of the lake. They were just rounding a curve in the path when they heard a series of wild sobs and giggles coming from behind some bushes. Peering over them, they were shocked to see two naked bodies writhing around on a blanket.
With every plunge of Tom's huge dick, Monica could vicariously feel it drilling into her own dripping pussy and Stan could almost feel the juicy tightness of Heather's cunt sucking on his throbbing boner.
Not wanting to be caught watching, the older couple tore themselves away and hurried back to their boat in a wild state of sexual arousal.
"My God," gasped Monica when they were aboard their cruiser. "That was the biggest fuckin' prick I've ever seen!"
"Do you think you could handle it?" Stan teased his excited wife.
"I'm sure as shit gonna try," she laughed. "We've just gotta get those kids on this boat."
"I'm all for that," grinned Stan, thinking how much he'd like to screw that hot-cunted Heather.
"They're sure a horny pair," giggled Monica. "You could see how much they both loved to [missing text]."
"Honey," said her husband. "Why don't we walk over to the store a later and invite them to take a cruise with us tomorrow?"
The next morning, Monica and Stan were sitting on the deck of their boat waiting for the girls to arrive. Both Heather and Tom had enthusiastically accepted the boating invitation and the Blake's were excitedly watching for them.
"There they come," beamed Monica when she saw the teens walking along the dock.
Stan's cock gave a wild lurch in his pants when they came up along side the boat. Heather was wearing a pair of white skin-tight shorts and her big lush boobs were almost spilling out of her loose-fitting halter. Monica was just as pleased with the big bulk that was very visible in the crotch of Tom's cut-offs which was the only thing he was wearing except for deck shoes.
Heather beamed at Mr. Blake when she saw how the handsome man was staring at her partially exposed boobs. The girl loved teasing boys with her cute body, just the thing she enjoyed most was turning an older man on.
With their father operating a marina, they had always been around boats, but they were both awed by the luxury of the Blake's cabin cruiser. The aft cockpit of the boat was carpeted with a deep water-resistant shag and a plush horseshoe-shaped soft encircled the stern whore they could lounge in the sun. The controls of the boat were on a flying bridge that was above the forward cabin. In flip cabin there were spacious sleeping quarters, an area for lounging and dining, a galley and a head.
Blake took the boat out around White Pine Point and headed up a long bay. Heather thrilled to the roar of the powerful engines as the luxurious cruiser planed across the clear smooth lake. There was something soothing about the way the sleek hull slapped rhythmically against the water as the speeding boat left a wake of foamy white water behind them.
When the boat reached a deserted area in the broad inlet, Stan cut the motors and dropped anchor.
"I thought it would be nice to stop for refreshments," he explained, joining his guests on the stem deck.
"Would you like some cold lemonade?" Monica asked them. "Or would you rather have a Bloody Mary? That's what Stan and I are having."
"Lemonade will be fine," smiled Tom.
When Monica disappeared into the forward cabin to prepare the refreshments, Heather spread out on the broad-sofa, listening to the waves lapping gently against the hull. She could feel Mr. Blake's eyes on her crotches he sat next to her.
Both Tom and Heather almost shit their pants when Monica came out of the cabin with the tray of drinks. She was stark naked!
Tom had always thought Mrs. Blake was a beautiful woman, but her gorgeous nude body was a sight to behold. Her long red hair was falling down around her bare shoulders and her lush full tits were bouncing gracefully as she walked. His unbelieving eyes drifted down over the gently rounded swell of her soft tummy to the sparkling angle of red pussy hair tucked so delicately between her shapely legs. The creamy soft flesh of her smooth inner thighs was enough to blow his mind.
"I hope you don't mind," she smiled, holding out the tray. "But when we're out here in the lake where no one can see us, Stan and I always go naked. The air and sun feels so good on our bodies."
"That's nice," stammered Tom, not knowing what else to say.
"How about you, Heather," she turned to the younger girl. "Why don't you take your clothes off?"
"Okay," the girl grinned, thinking how much fun it would be to show off her cute naked body to Mr. Blake.
Glancing nervously at her brother for an instant, she quickly stood up and removed her shorts and halter. Making a slow, deliberate turn as she placed the clothes on the seat, she let the older man see her naked body from every angle.
Stan. Blake could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at the girl's big succulent nipples capping her firm, luscious tits. Quickly sitting down, he could vividly see her wet pink cuntlips peeking out juicily from the soft nest of pubic hairs. As the girl turned around, his eyes were drawn to the soft crack between the firm cheeks of her cute ass. By the time the tasty girl sat down by him again, Stan had a horrendous hard-on.
"How about you?" Monica smiled at Tom. "Aren't you and Stan going to take off your clothes?"
The boy momentarily hesitated, embarrassed that the woman would sec the big boner she'd given him, but Stan immediately stood up and disrobed. Heather was a bit surprised when she saw his throbbing dick. The only cock she'd ever seen was her brother's, and she'd expected this older man to have a much larger one, but it wasn't nearly as big. Even if it were smaller than her brother's, the sight of it made her pussy tingle and itch. It was hard as steel and the shiny cockhead was a much deeper purple than Tom's.
"Come on, Tom," Monica giggled nervously, anxious to get a closer look at the boy's massive cock. "You're the last one."
Blushing a bit, the big muscular boy stood up and dropped his cut-offs, letting his massive dong spring out right in front of Monica's unbelieving eyes.
"My God!" she gasped, excitedly running her tongue around her hungry lips. "That's a real cock."
As the four naked people sat under the warm sun, sipping their drinks, Monica couldn't keep her drooling eyes away from the boy's fantastic whang. She could feel her own hot cunt juices boiling out from her slit and running down her naked thighs.
"I have a confession to make," she suddenly said in a nervous voice. "Stan and I saw you kids screwing in the bushes yesterday, so I think it's only for us to show you some pictures of us fucking."
Both Tom and Heather were blushing with embarrassment as the woman disappeared into the cabin. Reappearing with a handful of eight by ten color photos, she sat down next to the girl, with Tom sitting to her left and Stan Blake seated to the right of Heather.
"I think this is cute," laughed Monica holding the first picture up.
It clearly showed the beautiful redhead kneeling naked on the floor as Stan fucked into her cunt from the rear. In the background there were two or three other naked couples watching.
"This was taken at a party we gave a few weeks ago," Monica explained.
Heather could hardly believe her eyes. She and her brother had always fucked with him on top of her, and this obscene position in the photo really turned her on. The thought of being fucked from behind sent wild tremors racing through her loins. The next photo showed a nude man spread out on his back, and a girl straddling his loins with his cock stuffed up her cunt.
"That's Kathy Gardner," laughed Monica. "She really loves to fuck on top of her man."
As they continued looking at the series of pictures, Heather and Tom were getting hotter and hotter, unable to believe there were so many positions for fucking.
"Here's one of my favorites," giggled Monica, showing them a close-up of her mouth sucking on Stan's hard prick.
Both girls were completely shocked. Heather had never heard of oral, sex, and although Tom had heard jokes about it, he'd never thought people actually did it.
"He has," laughed Monica. "And I've seen plenty of them."
Unable to control her lust any longer, Monica reached over and wrapped her fingers around Tom's massive whang as she continued showing the pictures. The young boy shivered with joy as the beautiful redhead gently stroked and squeezed his big sensitive shaft.
Heather thought her cunt was on fire when they came to a picture of a lovely young girl licking the tip of a big purple cockhead with her pink, wet tongue. The girl was trembling with excitement as she felt her own hot cunt juice flowing out of her quivering slit. It was only then that Heather became aware of Stan Blake's fingers lightly caressing the outer lips of her juice-drenched slit, and she quietly spread her thighs farther apart to facilitate his soothing action.
Half-crazed by the way Monica we stoking his throbbing cock, Tom tried to slip his hand up under her soft bare ass. When she became aware of what the young man was doing, Monica slightly raised her hips to assist him. Settling back down, she could feel his thick middle finger sinking gently into her hot, wet cunt. Unable to control her lust any more, Monica's soft white butt was rotating wildly around on Tom's hand as his deeply embedded finger screwed around deliciously in her hot, clinging pussy.
Just as excited, Heather reached over and began stroking Stan's throbbing boner. She spread her thighs farther apart to better receive his plunging finger that was racing madly in and out of her soaking-wet hole.
"Oh, Tom!" panted Monica, jumping up and spreading herself out on the cushion. "I need that cock of yours."
Lying on her back, the beautiful redhead was holding her hot swollen cuntlips open with her fingers as she frantically writhed her soft asscheeks into the cushions. Heather stared excitedly at the dark-pink flesh of Monica's inner cunt, glistening deliciously with her hot, flowing pussy juices.
"Oh, Tom, baby," Monica sobbed, begging him. "Please fuck me, honey. I want that big bastard stuffed all the way up in my guts."
Heather had been fucked hundreds of times by her brother's big prick, but the thought of watching him fuck it into Monica's hot juicy cunt was drilling her wild.
"Oh, Tom," cried Heather. "Fuck her, honey. I want to watch you fuck her."
Needing no further urging, Tom dropped to his knees between Monica's lushly soft thighs. Opening her legs wide, she slowly drew her knees up toward her tits, her hot slit gaping wide open to receive the boy's huge tool.
Watching her brother nudged his enormous cockhead between the juicy swollen lips of Monica's quivering hole, Heather began unconsciously stroking faster on Stan's stiff boner. She could see the woman's big juicy cuntlips parting as Tom's purple knob slipped slowly into her hungry hole. Heather a panting with excitement as she watched her brother's huge cock disappearing in Monica's widely stretched cunt.
"Oh, you sweet fucker," whispered the horny redhead, feeling the massive dong move slowly into her scalding fuck-hole. The thick crown around the base of his huge acorn-shaped cockhead rubbed deliciously against every nerve in her tight hot tunnel as it slithered deeper and deeper into the slippery hotness of her cunt. Monica was groaning with ecstasy as the thick meaty prick pushed outward against her cruelly stretched cunt walls. As the lust-thickened pole plowed deeper and deeper into her quivering body, Monica sank her teeth into his shoulder to keep from screaming at the delicious pain.
When the boy finally achieved full penetration, he lay perfectly still over the trembling body that was stuffed full of the biggest fucking cock she'd ever taken.
"Oh, sweet baby!" she gasped, pulling his face down and filling his mouth with her hat slippery tongue, straining her cunt up against him to make sure every inch of it was buried in her. Clinging tightly to him, she began slowly rotating her hips, massaging the full length of his monstrous shaft with her hot grasping cunt muscles.
As her brother slowly withdrew his cock for another thrust, Heather could see the woman's wet slimy cunt juices clinging to the tightly stretched skin of his shaft. A lewd slurping sound escaped from Monica's swollen pussy as Tom once more drove his whang deep into her juicy twat. Again he withdrew, and after a short pause, slammed his dick back into her gash with more force.
"Jesus, Tom!" Monica screamed with joy. "That's it, baby! Fuck me harder! Oh, shit, that's it baby, that's it!"
Frantically stroking Mr. Blake's hard boner, Heather could vicariously feel every sensation that Tom was giving Monica with these fast hard thrusts.
"Oh, shit, baby!" squealed Monica, frantically slamming her cunt up to meet every hard thrust of his pistoning cock. "Faster, honey, faster! Split me open!"
Monica's soft wet ass was being lifted violently off the cushion with every plunge of his furiously driving dick. The still morning air reverberated with the sound of his huge balls slapping noisily against her softly rounded ass.
Out of her mind with the erotic excitement, Heather suddenly released Stan's cock and dropped to her hands and knees on the floor, her eyes only inches away from Monica's swollen frothy cunt. Here she could get a better view of her brothers thick prick slithering in and out.
"Fuck her good, honey!" she cheered her brother on. "Fuck her harder!"
Stan's hard dick began throbbing even more wildly as he stared down at the kneeling girl's cute bare bottom. He could clearly see her wet slit peeking out from beneath her pink asshole. Her hot cunt juices were shimmering on the soft damp pubic hairs that swirled around her adorable young twat.
Grasping his hard rod in his hand, Stan dropped to his knees behind the girl. Holding to the base of his stiff shaft, the man eased his cockhead up between Heather's hot slippery cuntlips. The heat of her cunt against the tip of his sensitive knob sent wild waves of pleasure streaking through his entire body.
Gently resting his hands on the girls soft hips, he suddenly lunged forward, driving the full length of his rod all the way up into the hot wetness, of her tight cunt. "Ooooooh!" she squealed with boy joy and surprise when she felt the man's hard knob drilling into her lust-inflamed pussy.
Crazed with the sight of her brother's cock streaking in and out of Monica's juicy hole and the feel of Stan's dong jammed into her cunt from the rear, the girl was almost out of her mind with joy.
"Oh, yes," she grinned, turning her head around to the man who was humping over her kneeling body. "Fuck me good, Mr. Blake, fuck me good."
With his stiff boner gliding in and out of Heather's deliciously hot, tight hole, Stan could hardly believe that he was actually fucking this delectable girl. Her juicy young cunt walls sucked and clung to his cock as it pumped in and out of her hot slit.
As the man fucked his throbbing rod in and out of Heather's frothy twat, Monica was screaming with joy under Tom's furious assault. Their two straining bodies were humping madly against each other on the cushions. Tom's wildly thrusting cock, as well as Monica's ass, were slippery with the hot cunt juices that were boiling out of the woman's cock-filled hole.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" screamed Monica.
Slamming his huge dong into her for all he was worth, Tom's cockhead suddenly exploded a torrent of white hot jizz into the shrieking woman's cunt. The thick fluid splattered against the walls of her spasming twat which was experiencing another one of the multiple orgasms that had been rattling her body for the last several moments. Monica had never been so completely fucked in her entire life.
Watching the couple collapsing in each other's arms, Heather raised her cute young ass higher in the air to better receive the hard prick that win pounding deliciously into her pussy from the rear.
"Oh, God, Mr. Blake," she panted hysterically as his well-oiled dick brought her closer and closer to a climax. "Keep fuckin'! Keep fuckin'!"
Suddenly feeling his fuck-juice squirting into her cunt, Heather exploded into her own trembling, shuddering orgasm. She slowly sank exhausted to the floor as the man's spewing cock continued filling her cunt with sporadic spurts.
It was almost dark when the exhausted, fucked-out crew of four pulled into the dock at the [missing text].
Chapter Five
Waking up the next morning, Heather stretched and yawned, her thoughts on the glorious time she'd had on the Blake's boat. Recalling the delicious fucking and the exciting pictures she'd seen, the girl decided that screwing her brother was wonderful, but the world was full of hard cocks and new positions for her to try. Thinking about the picture of Monica sucking the cream out of Stan's cock made her hot pussy begin to itch and drip.
Walking into the store a later, she found her mother standing behind the counter, staring dreamily through the window. Heather had never seen her mother looking more radiant or beautiful.
"Hi, honey," smiled Joan, when her daughter entered.
"Hi, Mom," the girl grinned.
"How was your boating trip yesterday?" her mother asked.
"Neat," beamed Heather.
"Honey," smiled Joan. "Can you mind the store until around two o'clock? I have some things to do."
Joan was meeting Craig Barber again, but she certainly couldn't tell her daughter. The woman had never felt so completely alive in her life. After the frustrations of sex with her bumbling husband, Craig was bringing Joan pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.
Shortly after her mother had gone, a big handsome young man walked into the store.
"Hi," she beamed at the boy.
"Hello," he smiled, showing his even white teeth against his deeply tanned face.
Heather was pleased at the way he boldly surveyed her cute figure in the brief cut-offs. The girl purposely leaned over the counter, hoping to give him a glimpse of one of her big nipples hi the loose halter.
"What can I do for you?" smiled Heather, seeing the flustered expression on his face.
"I need some shaving cream," he stammered, pointing to a brand on the shelf behind the counter.
"Are you new here?" she asked, handing him the can.
"Yeah," the boy ginned. "I just got here this morning."
"Welcome," she smiled, once more leaning over the counter to better expose her tits. "I'm Heather."
"Hi," he blushed, his eyes on her big partially-exposed nipple.
"My dad runs the marina," she explained, trying to start a conversation. "And I help my mother here in the store."
Troy, who was nineteen, was staring boldly at the mature sexy figure on this girl that was obviously not more than thirteen or fourteen years old. "Do you like it here?" he stammered, reaching for his wallet.
"Gosh, yes," she grinned. "It's really neat."
"How long have you been coming up here?" asked the handsome boy.
"Sure, since I was a kid."
Their conversation was suddenly stopped as a group of customers entered the store. As more and more people came and went, Troy finally left, realizing it would be impossible to talk any further with her.
Walking up the path to their house after her mother had relieved her that afternoon, Heather was shocked to ace Troy sitting on her steps in a pair of cut-offs.
"Hi, Troy," she smiled, sitting down next to him. "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you," he grinned.
"How did you know where I lived?" she asked, lightly caressing her bare leg against his.
"I asked around," he admitted.
"I'm glad," she whispered, placing her hand on his thigh.
"Do you have a boy friend?" he stammered, feeling the hot bare flesh of her upper leg against his.
"Not a steady," she smiled, taking his hand and placing it between her slightly parted thighs.
With his hard cock throbbing in his pants, the boy began easing his fingers up along her inner thighs. When he reached the crotch of her cut-offs without her stopping him, he boldly slipped his finger up through the leg opening until he found the moist nest of pussy hair.
Feeling his middle finger sliding up into her hot juicy twat, she turned her half-parted lips up to his mouth. With their lips locked wetly together, she began juicily licking the inside of his mouth with her sweet slippery tongue.
"That's neat, Troy," she whispered, writhing her hot wet snatch around his deeply imbedded finger as their lips parted. "It feels so fucking good."
Troy couldn't believe the girl's actions or her dirty language, but he was excitedly pleased with both. She looked so young and innocent, yet she was the hottest bitch he'd ever met. Maybe she was only thirteen or fourteen, but she suit as hell knew what a pussy was for.
While the boy was vigorously finger-fucking her, Heather quickly lowered his fly and yanked out his stiff prick. His cock wasn't as huge as her brother's pecker, but it was much bigger than Stan's or the others she'd seen in the photos.
"Troy," she whispered, knowing that no one was at home. "Let's go in the house."
She led the excited young man directly to her room where they both discarded their clothes. When the boy was seated on the edge of the bed, Heather got down on the floor and crawled between his outstretched leg, gently taking his hard boner in her hands. This was just the first of hundreds of new cocks that the horny girl planned to enjoy. Slowly stroking the throbbing beauty that was thrusting up from between his legs, her feather-light fingers worked deliciously up and down his sensitive shaft. Thinking about the picture of Monica sucking on Stan's hard prick, Heather bent down and took a big cockhead into her hot open mouth for the first time in her life.
"Heather!" he gasped, "What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna suck you off, silly," she giggled, momentarily removing her lips from his strange tasting prick.
Troy had shacked up with many girls his own age, but none had ever given him a blow-job. Staring down at her, the young man decided this bitch was the hottest piece he'd ever met, yet she seemed so Goddamned young to be so experienced.
Lowering her face again, Heather once more covered, his fat knob with her juicy open lips. The scent and taste of cock-meat was completely new to her, but there was something about the slightly salty flavor and smooth texture that she instantly loved. Swirling her wet tongue around the thick rim at the base of his cockhead, she could taste the residue of cum that still clung to the fleshy ridge from a previous ejaculation. Moving her mouth up and down over his lurching dong, she loved the texture of his meaty pole as it slid back and forth over the top of her tongue. She hadn't dreamed that sucking a cock could be so fucking exciting, and she couldn't wait to feel his cock-juice tilling her mouth.
Troy was excitedly looking down at her pretty face with her soft ovaled lips sucking and pulling on his screaming dick. He'd never felt anything so fantastic in his life, and he couldn't believe that the girl could be sucking him off with such unrestrained enthusiasm. His big muscular body was lurching violently at the feel of her tongue exploring every sensitive nerve of his spit-drenched shaft as her hot juicy lips sucked frantically on his big purple knob.
"D'ya like this, Troy?" she whispered, temporarily removing his prick from between her lips. "D'ya like fuckin' my juicy hot mouth?"
"Shit, yes," he gulped, grasping at the edge of the bed.
"Good," she giggled, "cause your fuckin' cock sure tastes good."
With his hard boner thrusting up from the thick mass of hair, she could feel it jumping in her fingers as she once more lowered her mouth and began licking it with her wet tongue.
Running her tongue up and down the entire length or his lurching prick, she soaked it from tip to base until the entire shaft was glistening with her sweet wet spit. Reaching beneath his stiff dick, she gently cupped his balls, and lowering her lips, sucked them tenderly into her mouth. Gently mouthing his nuts, she salaciously tongue-washed the soft, crinkly skin of his hairy scrotum. The only sound in the room was the smacking of her slippery lips and tongue sucking and slurping wetly on his big male genitals.
Removing her mouth from his balls, she again closed her lips around his delicious tasting cockhead, still gently massaging his spit-soaked nut-sac with her agile fingers.
"Oh, shit!" panted Troy, his fingers digging into the girl's long brown hair as her warm wet tongue teased around the head of his cock. "That feels so fuckin' good."
The feel of his thick, sinewy dick floating over the back of her tongue was driving the girl wild, and she knew that from now on she was going to make cock-sucking her favorite hobby. Her hot, wet lips lightened around his slippery shaft, taking it deeper and deeper into her mouth until she could feel his big cockhead nudging against the back of her throat. As his big tasty dick slid in and out of her mouth, Heather's tongue swirled and licked along the underside of his lurching shaft. Crazed with the delicious feel of it, Troy was unconsciously thrusting his big rod up to meet every downward plunge of her slobbering mouth.
"Holy shit!" he panted, half-crazed by the feeling of her luscious wet lips slithering over his hard cock. Clutching wildly at her hair, he was frantically pumping her head up and down over his raging boner.
"Oh, Jesus Christ," he gasped, feeling one of her hands slip beneath his scrotum, gently teasing the underside of his lust-swollen balls. He gave another wild lurch when her naughty finger began lewdly probing around the rim of his asshole. Her hot slippery mouth was bobbing faster and faster taking more of his glistening cock into her throat with every thrust.
Almost out of his mind with lust, Troy stared down through glazed eyes at the bobbing head as her long brown hair flew wildly around her pretty face.
His big lusty balls were swollen with sperm that was screaming for release, and his throbbing dick, ready to explode, was jerking violently in the girl's hot sucking mouth.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" he panted, grabbing the back of her head, pushing her mouth down tighter over his trembling cock.
Realizing that he was rapidly approaching his ejaculation, Heather sucked deeper and deeper.
"Oh, God," he shuddered as the hot bitch continued sucking and swallowing the last tasty drops from his rapidly shrinking prick.
"Did you like that, honey?" she whispered up to him, licking a of cum that was dribbling from the corner of her sperm-drenched mouth.
"Jesus, yes," he panted, falling back on the bed. "Where the hell did you learn to do that?"
"Just now," she giggled, crawling up on the bed with him. "I think I'm a natural-born cocksucker."
Pressing her hot naked body up against his, Heather couldn't get over how neat his cum had tasted. Curled up in each other's arms, the woman was toying with his limp, wet prick, anxious for it to get hard again. Within fifteen minutes cum was rewarded by the feel of it swelling and lengthening in her hand. "Oh, Troy," she whispered, nibbling on the lobe of his ear. "Your naughty cock's getting big again."
"I know," he grinned.
"Are you gonna stick it in my hot cunt?" she teased, gently stroking his new erection.
"You better believe it," he grinned, raising up on his elbow to look at the beautiful naked girl who was lying on her back next to him.
Her luscious nubile body was seductively spread out, he, long soft brown hair cascading over the pillow, her big eyes smiling up at him. The girl's young thighs were provocatively panted and the fingers of her left hand were lightly teasing the juicy pink lips of her slippery slit that was so blatantly exposed between her naked legs. He sat motionless, staring at the erotic vision spread out next to him on the bed.
"Don't just look at it," she whispered, her eyes half-closed as she sensually stroked her hot, wet pussy. "I want you to fuck it."
Needing no further urging, the big muscular youth crawled up between her soft legs. Smiling tenderly at him, Heather reached down and gently grasped his hard boner, guiding it toward the juicy opening of her horny young twat. When the tip of his cockhead touched her eager cunt, she lightly squished it up and down against the slippery lips of her wet slit.
"Jesus, Heather," he sobbed, feeling her warm moist flesh against his cock knob.
His entire body twitched with excitement when she delicately slipped the head of his cock through the hot juicy opening of her cute fuck-hole. Shaking with lust, his big hard prick slithered deeper and deeper into her tight box. When her cunt was completely filled with his stiff boner, she arched her hips, sensuously writhing her tight pussy around the base of his deeply imbedded shaft.
"Shit, that feels good," she whispered, snaking her soft naked lop around his body.
The horny girl began shuddering with delight as Troy started slowly moving his cock in and out of her hot slippery twat. His glorious tool was rubbing deliciously against the nerve ends of her fleshy cunt walls as the muscles of her talented fuck-hole involuntarily grasped and sucked at the full length of his swollen shaft.
"Oh, Troy, baby!" she squealed, "That feels so shittin' good, honey!"
Faster and faster he drove his juice-slickened pole into the girl's luscious cunt, every stroke bringing squeals of delight from Heather as she frantically thrust her loins up to meet every plunge of his cock. As he speeded the tempo of his long deep strokes, the top ridge of his bone-hard dick slithered deliciously against Heather's tingling clit. The wild sensation was practically blowing her mind as she raised her hips, pressing her screaming clit even tighter against his hot slithering shaft.
"Oh, shit!" she shrieked. "FUCK, BABY, FUUUUUUCK!"
Out of his mind with the intense pleasure, Troy was fucking his cock into her shuddering body with a vicious abandon as their lurching bodies bounced all over the bed. Heather's frothy cunt was humming with joy as his deliciously hard rod streaked in and out through the soft sensitive tissues of her hot, slippery slit. She could feel every nerve and muscle in her body tensing for the impending climax that was now so close.
"Oooooooh!" she squealed, frantically clutching the wildly humping boy. "Fuck, baby! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
Excited by her squeals, and feeling his own hot cum starting to boll up through his shaft, Troy drove deeper and faster into the girl's slippery hole.
"I'm coming, honey, coming!" she suddenly squealed, grasping his ass and pulling his plunging cock deeper into her flaming aunt. "Fuck, baby, fuck! I'M COMING! I'M COMMMIIINNNGGG!"
Feeling his thick hot cum gushing out against the walls of her pleasure-ravished fuck-hole, Heather exploded into a mind-bending orgasm that left her completely shattered.
"Shit," she smiled a later when Troy finally pulled his soft wet prick out of her soggy cunt. "That was some fuck..."
"It sure was," he smiled as the girl tenderly caressed his handsome young face.
"Troy," she whispered. "How bug are you going to be at the lake?"
"Until the end of summer," he answered.
"Good," she sighed.
Watching the boy as he put his cut-offs back on, Heather thought about the beautiful summer that stretched ahead.
"Heather, will you let me fuck you again sometime?"
"Shit, yes," she giggled. "Anytime you want to, and if you have any friends who would like to be sucked off or would like to fuck me, tell them to drop by the store. I've got enough pussy to take care of an army."
Chapter Six
Darkness was gathering over the lake and Lance Armstrong was checking the marina to make certain that all the boats were secure for the night. He was in no particular hurry to get up to the house as his wife had told him she had to go back to their home in the city for a couple of days to attend to some business. In reality, she was actually shacking up with Craig.
Paging the Blake's cruiser as he toured the docks, he noticed Monica sitting on the stern deck.
"Hello, Lance," she called out to him.
"Hi, Monica," he smiled, walking over beside the boat.
"How about joining me for a drink?" asked the beautiful woman. "Stan is attending to some work in town this week and I'm bored silly."
"Why not?" he grinned. "I'm almost finished with my rounds."
Boarding the boat, he sat down next to Monica on the plush horseshoe-shaped seat.
"What will you have?" she asked, rising to her feet.
"Scotch on the woks."
As she walked into the forward cabin to mix the drinks, Lance's eyes followed her lush bare thighs that were so deliciously exposed beneath her extremely short summer dress. He and Joan rarely had sex together any more and the sight of Monica's soft naked flesh made his cock stir in his pants. When she'd disappeared, Lance thought how lucky Stan was to be married to this sexy creature.
Later as the two of them were sipping their third drink, Monica suddenly wondered if Lance had a prick as huge as his son's.
"God but I love big hard cocks," she continued, lightly digging her toes into his throbbing crotch. "I love feeling them stuffed all the way up my hot juicy cunt."
Not knowing what to say, he just sat there, thoroughly enjoying the delicious foot massage she was giving him.
"Have you ever fucked anyone besides your wife?" she suddenly asked.
"No," he admitted, speaking for the first time since she'd made the unexpected advances.
"Oh, shit," she giggled, "I couldn't stand that. I love variety. I love the feeling of big hard new cocks banging into my fuck-hole."
The way the beautiful young woman talked was completely shocking him, but staring excitedly between her open thighs, he could vividly imagine his own hard prick sliding in and out of that slippery cunt that was only inches away from his eyes. His excited dong was lurching wildly in his pants as he gazed hungrily between her legs.
"There's something so wonderful about a man's big hard cock," she continued. "They feel so fuckin' good then they're stuffed all the way up my cunt"
With half-closed eyes she hungrily licked her tongue around her moistly ported lips. He couldn't believe that this gorgeous married woman actually wanted him to fuck her.
"Maybe I'm naughty," she whispered, quickly sitting up, "but I love to have my hot cunt fondled."
Suddenly lifting her short skirt above her hips, she plopped her bare ass down on his lap.
"Oooooooh, Lance," she giggled, taking his hand and guiding it up between her thighs until his fingers touched her slippery slit. "I can feel your cock pounding through your pants against my bare bottom."
Making a final futile effort to remain true to his wife, Lance flied to pull his hand away, but she forced it back as she continued writhing her soft ass against his throbbing cock.
"Please play with my pussy," she whispered, flicking her tongue around in his ear.
Lance almost blew his load when his finger touched the hot, slippery moistness of her snatch. No longer giving a shit whether he was married or not, he plunged his middle finger deep into her hot juicy slit.
"Ooooooh, yes," she whispered. "Now give me a good finger-fuckin'."
Sobbing with ecstasy as his thick finger plunged in and out of her frothy cunt, Monica raised her hips and reached under her bare ass, searching for his zipper. When she finally had his fly open, she stuffed her hand in, seeking his throbbing dick. It was quite a struggle to pull it free from the tight confines of his pants, but her heart began pounding with excitement when she had it out. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel how much bigger it was than his son's. Not only was it a lot longer and thicker than Tom's, but it was bumpy and gnarly which would add further pleasure as it plowed in and out of her cunt.
"My God," she panted, squeezing the meaty thickness of his unbelievably hard boner. "That's gotta be the biggest fucking prick in the world."
Sliding the foreskin back and forth, she was surprised how thick and rubbery it felt as it slid over his sinewy, gnarly shaft.
"Jesus Christ, that feels good," he panted, still plunging his finger in and out of her hot juicy box.
When they'd reached a wild state of excitement, Monica jumped up and pulled her short dress off over her head, exposing her completely naked body to him for the first time. In the soft evening light, he could see her long auburn hair flowing down over her smooth bare shoulders. Her smooth firm tits stood out naked and proud, capped with big juicy nipples that were just begging to be sucked. His eyes traveled on down over her soft curvaceous body until they reached the delectable cunt that was dripping hot wet juices from between her shapely legs.
"Come on, baby," she whispered, taking his hand. "There's a nice big bed in the forward cabin, and I'm just dying to get fucked by that big beauty." The moment they were inside, Monica threw herself out on the bed and began fingering her hot juicy slit as the man hastily removed his clothes. When Lance was completely undressed, he quickly lay down beside her, no longer giving a damn if they were both married or not.
"Jesus, Lance," Monica whispered excitedly as she tenderly stroked his big gnarly rod. "I can't believe a cock could be this nice and big."
Staring at the drops of seminal fluids that were oozing out from the tip of his bib purple cockhead, Monica lowered her head and covered the big knob with her hot juicy lips.
"Oh. God," moaned Lance, feeling a hot mouth around his cock for the first time in his life.
His wife had never once touched her lips or tongue to his prick, and this delicious new sensation was driving him wild. His entire body was jerking with ecstasy as the beautiful woman's soft wet lips sucked and pulled on the head of his sensitive cock.
"Oh, Lance," she whispered, removing his prick from her mouth and rolling onto her back. "Fuck me, baby. I want that big cock in my cunt."
Since she was so eager to fuck, Lance quickly crawled between her widely spread legs, and frantically grasping his cock with one hand, guided it up between her thighs to its juicy reward.
"Ooooooh, Lance, baby," she moaned, feeling the head of his massive prick probing hotly against her twitching cuntlips. "That feels so fuckin' big."
Monica was in a wild state of excitation as she felt his huge cockhead stretching her pussy as it tried to gain entrance. His big bloated dick was so fucking much thicker than his son's that she momentarily wondered if she could accommodate it. It felt as if her twat was being stretched to the ripping point, and then suddenly the big mushroom-shaped knob slipped through as her slippery cuntlips closed tightly around his hard shaft.
Once in, the thick cock slithered all the way into the farthest depths of her slippery fuck-hole with relative ease. Monica had never felt so completely filled with cock in her entire life and the ecstasy was incredible.
"Christ, you sweet fucker," she whispered, grinding her hot slit up around the base of his thick shaft. "Where has this big beauty been all my life?"
The delicious sensation of her hot, wet cunt squeezing his cock was almost blowing his mind. He could hardly wait to fire his excited load into her juicy fuck hole. Crazed with an insane lust, he began wildly thrusting his tool in and out of her grasping cunt.
"Honey!" she gasped, squeezing her thighs against his waist to slow him down. "Take it easy, baby. We have all night so take it sweet and slow."
Grasping his hips, she began trying to control the tempo of his frantic strokes.
"That's better," she whispered. "Just fuck me nice and easy."
The feel of her tight hot cunt sucking and squeezing on his big hard boner as it plowed in and out at a slower speed was almost more than he could stand. He'd never enjoyed anything so much in his life. The tingling joy of the smooth slow strokes was building up to such an intense ecstasy he could hardly stand it. Shit, how he wanted to fill her hot belly full of cum. Suddenly losing his self-control, he once more started drilling into her with a wild fury.
"Goddamn it!" she panted, grasping him tighter in her arms. "Take it easy, honey. Don't just jack off in me."
"I can't stand it," he gasped. "I wanta shoot my wad."
"Honey," she whispered, tenderly kissing him. "You might have the biggest fucking cock in the world, but you sure as shit don't know how to use it."
"Jesus Christ!" he bellowed, his entire body shuddering with frustration. "I've been fuckin' all my life and I don't need any of your Goddamn advice!"
"Don't get so uptight," she giggled. "Do you like fucking me?"
"Hell, yes."
"Then you'll fuck me sweet and slow," she giggled, tenderly kissing him again. "I want to enjoy it as much as you do."
He once more began pumping his thick slippery cock in and out at a much slower rhythm.
"That's it, darling," she whispered, grinding her hot naked body up against his. "Christ, that feels so fuckin' good."
Lance was once more almost out of his mind with the delirious ecstasy of his thick boner slithering slowly in and out through the soft sucking tissues of her tight hot cunt. A million needles of excruciating joy was stroking up and down the length of his shaft as it worked in and out of the sucking depths of her clinging fuck-hole. He'd never before experienced the delicious pleasure he was feeling as he slowly and rhythmically fucked into the gorgeous redhead.
"Oh, Lance, darling," she whispered as his thick gnarly cock glided smoothly in and out of her frothy hole. "That's it, baby. Christ, that's the way to fuck, baby."
Controlling the insane desire to bang the shit out of her, Lance realized how much pester the feeling was when he didn't rush it. He'd never experienced such total joy. In the past, he'd only screwed to relieve himself, but tonight he'd learned to bring them both an unbelievable joy.
"Darling," she whispered into his ear. "I'm almost ready to core. Now you can bang me as hard as you want."
With his hot sperm screaming for release, he began slamming his brutal cock into her cunt with all his strength.
"That's it!" she squealed with passion. "Fuck me faster! Fuck me harder! Jesus Christ, it's so fucking good!"
Wildly slamming his massive dong into her lurching body, he could no longer control himself, and with a final brutal thrust that lifted her sweet ass right off the bed, he exploded a thick load of hot cock-cream into her quivering belly.
"That's it! That's it, sweet baby!" she shrieked, clinging tightly to him. "I'm coming! I'M COMING! COMING! COMING!"
Completely exhausted, the naked couple drifted off to sleep, and awakening a later, Lance was lying on his side with Monica's cum drenched pussy only inches from his eyes. The woman had squirmed around in her sleep, unconsciously wiggling her cunt up close to his face.
His thick limp prick began throbbing back to another hard erection as he gazed at her adorable pussy. A thick gob of his cum was oozing out of the lust-swollen hole and drops of her sweet warm pussy juice were glistening on the soft pink flesh of her slippery cuntlips.
Unable to resist, he probed at the soft open hole with the tip of his finger. He could feel hot flames of lust searing through his loins as his finger moved up and down the length of her slippery hair-fringed silt. Monica's soft luscious body began writhing in her sleep as his finger tenderly teased her sensitive twat.
Lance had never once thought of licking his wife's cunt, but he suddenly leaned over and lightly flicked his tongue against the wet, juicy flesh of her half-opened cuntlips.
"Oh, Lance," whispered Monica in a sleepy voice, slipping his cock into her mouth as she rested her face on his furry belly.
With the head of his huge dick in her mouth, Monica began writhing her excited pussy up against his face. Sucking deeply on his rod, she was frantically rotating her luscious wet cunt against his slobbering lips.
Lance had never tasted pussy before, and it was almost driving him crazy as he stroked his tongue up and down in the delicious flesh of her hot, wet slit.
"Oh, shit, baby," she sobbed, pressing her hot squishy cunt tighter against his mouth as she continued sucking his throbbing boner.
Rolling onto his back, Lance grasped her soft quivering asscheeks and pulled her hot dripping pussy over on top of his slavering open mouth.
"Oooooooh!" she squealed with joy, grinding her twat down against his upturned face.
Her delicious hot cunt juices were flowing into his open mouth as his thick tongue swirled around deeply in the slippery hotness of her dripping pussy. His handsome face was drenched with the sweet fluids that were squishing out of her spit-drenched slit.
Lying over him, and sucking deeply on his thick cock, Monica loved the texture of it sliding in and out of her throat. She'd always thought her husband's dong was the best tasting prick in the world, but this thick dick had a much stronger taste and it was driving her wild. She couldn't explain why, but the scent and taste of Lance's cock was unbelievably erotic.
With his face buried between her soft buttocks and his nose pressed against her cute asshole, he was rhythmically thrusting his tongue in and out of her hot, squirming slit. Excitedly spreading the quivering cheeks of her ass with his fingers, he withdrew his tongue from her cunt and began licking her tight shitter.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" she shrieked with joy when she suddenly felt his hot wet tongue swirling obscenely around her asshole. "That's it, baby! Shit that feels good!"
Filled with an uncontrollable lust, Lance suddenly spread her asshole open with his thumbs and drove his tongue deep into the forbidden opening.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Mary," she sobbed with unadulterated joy as he began rhythmically reaming her bung out with his tongue. "It's so fuckin' good, baby! Suck my ass! SUCK MY ASS!"
Crazed with the wild pleasure he was giving her, Monica began sucking so hard on his cock that Lance thought every suck would pull his balls right up through his lurching shaft.
"Oh, Monica," he panted, kneading the soft flesh of her wiggly buttocks as his tongue continued flashing in and out of her writhing asshole.
When he withdrew his tongue and began sucking on her clit, her head started bobbing faster and faster as she frenziedly sucked and pulled on his straining prick. His entire body was lurching and jerking from the wild blow-job he was receiving from this beautiful cock-crazy redhead.
"Suck, Lance, suck!" she screamed, wildly rotating her cunt down around his mouth as he frantically tongued her clitoris. "Faster, baby. Oh, shit, suck! Suck! Suck!"
With her soft naked thighs clamped against his juice-smeared face, the woman's body was lurching over him, her soft full lips sucking and pulling violently on the man's cock.
"I'm coming!" she suddenly screamed around his prick. "I'M COMING!"
Her quivering body gave one wild lurch and then collapsed on top of him with his massive cock filling her mouth with his rich, hot cum.
It was almost dawn when the thoroughly exhausted man slowly walked up the trail to his house after a night-long sex education he'd never forgot.
Chapter Seven
A few days later, Troy wandered into the store with an older boy named Burk. Burk was a rather crude young man with thick red hair that fell down to his shoulders. He worked as a handyman and lived in a shack across the lake.
"Hi," beamed Heather when she saw Troy and his friend.
"How's my sexpot?" he kidded.
"Hot to fuck," giggled the girl. "You should know that."
Burk stared, shocked at her. They'd come over to see Heather because Troy had told him what a hot piece of ass she was, and Burk was curious to meet her. He could hardly believe the foul language the girl was using. He could tell from the brief shorts and halter that Heather had a helluva figure.
"Where have you been?" she asked Troy.
"Around," he answered. "This is my friend, Burk."
"Hi, Burk," grinned the girl.
"When do you get off work?" Troy asked, staring hungrily at the crotch of her tight shorts.
"At noon," she answered. "Why?"
"We were wondering if you'd like to take a boat ride over to Burk's cabin," he explained.
"Will I get fucked?" she whispered in a naughty voice.
"That's the whole idea," grinned Troy.
"Good, then I'll come."
Troy laughed. "Why don't you meet us down at my speed boat. It's in slip thirty-three."
"See you in a few minutes," she beamed as the young men walked out.
Later as the boys sat down at the dock waiting for Heather to arrive, Burk was staring nervously across the lake.
"What's the matter?" asked Troy.
"I dunno," mumbled Burk. "This doesn't seem right. She's just a kid."
"Maybe she is," he laughed, "but the bitch sure knows how to use her cunt."
"She ain't more than thirteen or fourteen, is she?" Burk continued nervously.
"How do I know," answered Troy.
"Well," mumbled Burk. "You can screw her."
"You'll never find a hotter piece of ass," his friend insisted.
"Maybe not," laughed Burk. "But I still ain't gonna mess with the bitch."
Their conversation was interrupted when they saw Heather walking down the dock toward their boat.
"Hi," she grinned when Troy held out his hand to help her on board.
"Do you want to drive?" Troy asked his friend, anxious to get his hands on her cute body.
"Sure," he answered.
Seated between the boys in the front cockpit of Troy's powerful speed boat, Heather was smiling happily as Burk eased the boat out of the marina. Once they'd cleared the breakwater, Burk opened the throttle and headed the boat over the choppy water toward the distant shore of the lake.
"Isn't this neat?" she squealed with delight, resting her hand on Troy's crotch as the wind sang through her long brown hair.
Her pretty face flushed with excitement, she was tenderly rubbing and massaging his rapidly swelling cock-meat which was burning so deliciously against her hand through the material of his cut-offs. Once they were planing across the open water, she opened his fly and whipped his stiff rod out. It seemed even thicker and harder than it had when he gave her such a glorious fucking in her house that afternoon. Grasping the thick, throbbing shaft in her hand, the rigidity of it made her hat twat tingle with excitement. She could feel the blood coming through his big distended veins as his beautiful boner strained up toward the blue skies above. She could feel Troy shuddering with excitement as she skillfully skimmed his thick foreskin up and down his lust-bloated shaft.
Seeing the seminal fluid starting to ooze out from the tip of his prick in glistening drops, she quickly lowered her head and ran her tongue across his hard knob. A delicious shiver ran up and down her spine when she found the taste of his cock as fantastic as she'd remembered it. Opening her juicy young lips as wide as possible, she slid them down over his big shiny cockhead. Locking them lightly around the thick crown at the base of his glans, she began a wild, sucking action that soon had Troy writhing all over the seat.
Burk's cock suddenly began swelling in his cut-offs, when through the corner of his eye, he saw Heather's baby-soft lips sucking and pulling on his friends stiff dick. As erotic as the sight was, Burk decided to stick with the bar maids that were always available at the North Point Tavern. This hot-cunted bitch might be the best piece of ass around the lake, but she could be nothing but trouble.
Excited from watching the girl, Burk began banking the boat into sharp turns, exhilarated by the wild spray of the water when the boat bounded over its own wake.
"That's it!" squealed Heather, momentarily removing her mouth from Troy's prick as Burk banked the boat into another wild turn. "Give us a real ride, baby! Give it hell!"
As she sucked frantically on Troy's thick boner, the hull of the boat slapped and bounced on the choppy water. Heather's hot cunt was creaming at the thought of having his cock stuffed up between her horny young legs. God, how she wanted to feel his dong ripping into the juicy depths of her frothy fuck-hole! The desire was so overwhelming that the girl knew she could never wait until they reached Burk's cabin.
Unable to control her burning lust any longer, she frantically pulled her shorts down. Facing Troy, she straddled his loins, locking her knees against his hips. With one arm around his neck for support, she gasped his shaft and lowered her dripping twat down toward his shiny cockhead.
"Oh, baby, are you gonna get a hot fuck!" she giggled when the tip of his hard knob touched the juicy flesh between her slippery cuntlips.
Because of the way the speeding boat was slapping and bouncing over the choppy water, Heather was having a hell of a time trying to guide his cock into her lurching slit. The girl let out a piercing scream when the boat flew over a wave and Troy's cock speared ail the way up into her juicy hole. Heather bit her lips with the searing pain of the brutal entry.
Feeling his prick buried all the way up to his balls, she locked her arms around his neck. Clutching him tightly, she stared over his shoulders at the foamy wake of the boat behind them as it left a silver trail across the water. The bouncing of the boat was causing his throbbing boner to vibrate deliciously in her grasping hole. The initial pain caused by the sudden entry was slowly fading, replaced by beautiful erotic sensations from his fuck pole.
"Oh, Troy, baby!" she panted, grinding her slippery young cunt down around the base of his hard dick. "You've got the neatest fuckin' cock!"
Clinging tightly to him, she began sliding the hot tight wetness of her slit up and down over his super hard dong.
"Oh, fuck, honey, fuck!" she squealed, squeezing her hot naked thighs against his hips.
The wild spray of the boat, the roar of the powerful engine and the churning of the wake that was disappearing behind them only added to the ecstasy of their erotic fuck. As the speeding boat flew over one wave after the other, she pound her juicy twat against him as he drove his screaming cock in and out of her scalding hot cunt.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' shit!" she screamed, frantically clinging to him as the grasping walls of her tight fuck-hole involuntarily squeezed and sucked around the entire rock-hard length of his plunging rod.
Grasping her juice-smeared asscheeks in his strong hands, Troy lifted her until only the tip of his knob remained in her writhing slit. Then letting her drop back down, his lust-thickened dork slammed back into her with a brutal force.
"Aaaagggghhhh!" she shrieked, feeling it ripping deliciously into her cunt flesh. "Oh, yes, baby, bang me like that again!"
As Burk banked the boat around another wild turn, Heather clung desperately to Troy as he continued driving his cock into her sex-crazed hole. With his hands still firmly clutching the cheeks of her cute ass, he was wildly propelling her up and down over his hot, thrusting boner.
"SHIT, THAT FEELS GOOD!" she screamed over the roar of the engine.
Glancing down between their legs, Troy could see her deliciously exposed slit, sliding wetly up and down over his juice-slickened prick. The feel of her hot, squishy pussy-flesh rubbing against his sensitive rod sent wild tremors of ecstasy racing through his lust-swollen cock.
With the boat careening and bouncing wildly over the waves, Heather rotated her hot, clinging cunt around Troy's vibrating dick as it plowed deliciously into her sweet belly. Clinging desperately to him with the spray and wind blowing through her hair, Heather stared wildly over his shoulder at the churning wake behind them.
The only thing that was real to the girl at that time was the big bloated cock that was pounding lustily into her tight cunt. Heather was almost out of her mind from the intense pleasure that was screaming through her young body.
Panting wildly, Troy was still clutching her soft ass, propelling her even faster up and down over his throbbing pole.
"That feels good," she giggled.
When the boat flew over another wave, Troy's middle finger probed against her sensitive shitter as he clung to her wiggly bottom.
"Oh, you naughty boy!" she squealed with delight. "That tickles!"
Listening to her cries of joy, Troy decided to really give her something to squeal about. Parting the fleshy cheeks of her cute butt, he began poking his finger against her puckered asshole. Probing gently at the ring, her tight elastic hole slowly opened under the insistent pressure of his finger. Gently rotating his probing digit, he suddenly slipped it in to the first knuckle.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed with joy.
As he pushed harder, the boy's thick middle finger sank deeper into the soft buttery hotness of her asshole.
"Oh, Christ," she sobbed, pressing her hot open mouth against his lips. "That feels wild."
Moaning softly, she pushed her ass back against the slowly penetrating finger until it sank to the palm of his hand. Through the thin wall of flesh that separated her two holes, Troy could feel the underside of his bloated cock sliding in and out of her passion-drenched pussy. Groaning with excitement, the boy began twisting and screwing his finger around in the slippery hot moistness of her asshole.
"Ooooooh, honey!" she panted excitedly. "That feels so Goddamn good!"
Squirming her slippery shitter around his lewdly embedded finger, she continued frantically sliding her cunt up and down his hard juicer slickened cock.
"EEEEAAAAGGG!" she screamed as his obscenely impaled finger propelled her faster and faster over his rigid boner.
Writhing her hot dripping slit up and down on his prick while his finger stirred around deliciously in her slippery rectum, Heather could feel an orgasm building up in her loins.
Troy began pumping faster, knowing that his own ejaculation was only seconds away.
"Oh, shit!" he roared, thrusting his cock up, shooting a torrent of white hot jizz into her churning belly.
"AAAIIIIEEEE!" she squealed as his hot cock-cream splattered against the walls of her cunt. "I'm coming! I'M COMMIIIINNNGGGG!"
As the stupendous climax exploded around her, she just clung to the boy as she stared up at the fleecy clouds skittering across the sky, still feeling his white-hot cum squirting into her spasming cunt.
It was only then that they heard the screaming siren of the patrol boat roaring up behind them. Heather barely had time to pull her dripping cunt up off his rapidly shrinking prick before the speeding launch drew up beside them. Before she even had time to pull her pants on, the patrolman had pulled up along side of them and tied his line on their boat.
"What's the matter?" asked Burk when the two boats were lashed together and their motors turned off.
"My God," gasped the officer. "You almost ran down a sailboat back there."
"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't see it."
"It's no wonder," he snapped. "I've never seen such crazy driving. I should lock you all up."
It was then that he saw the naked girl sitting between the two men for the first time.
"What the hell's going on here?" he gasped. "Nothing," spoke Heather for the first time. "Who's the kid?" he exclaimed. No one answered.
"Okay," he sighed. "I'll have to take you all in."
"Please, sir," said Heather in a pathetic voice. "May I talk to you alone. It's very important."
"Were these men trying to molest you?" he asked, staring at the naked girl.
"I don't want to talk in front of them," she said with tears in her eyes.
"Were they molesting you?" he repeated in a stern voice.
"Please let me on your boat so we can talk privately," she begged.
When he didn't answer, she stepped from Troy's boat into the launch.
"All right," he said. "What is it you have to say?"
"Not in front of them," she whispered, starting to unfasten the line.
"What are you doing?" he gasped.
"Sending them away for a few minutes so I can talk to you alone," answered, the girl throwing the line to the boys.
"Pick me up in a half hour," she shouted, giving them a wink.
"Whit the hell are you doing?" he shouted to her us Troy's boat moved away.
"Those bastards will be back," she smiled. "But I need to talk to you."
"All right," he sighed. "Did those men molest you?"
"Sorta," she answered.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," she grinned. "I'm a horny and I like to fuck, and that jerk shot his wad before I had a chance to come."
"That's all you have to say?" he stared with disbelief at the naked girl.
"Isn't that enough?" she whispered, looking up at him, seductively rotating her wicked hips. "When a girl fucks, she likes to come, too."
"What am I supposed to do about it?" he snapped, reaching for the ignition switch so he could follow the other boat.
"Put me," was her simple answer, knowing that seducing him was the only way to stop the patrolman from arresting the boys.
"My God!" he gasped. "I have a daughter older than you."
"Is she a good lay?"
"She's just a girl."
"Haven't you ever fucked her?" she asked, looking up at him with her big innocent eyes.
"Of course not," he shouted. "She's just a kid and she's my daughter."
"But kids are fun to fuck," she giggled. "You ought to try her. I'll bet you'd really love it."
"My God," he gasped. "I've never heard such filthy talk."
"Please fuck me," she whispered, lewdly parting her pink dripping cuntlips with her fingers. "You'll never find a hotter twat than mine."
As bizarre as the crazy nightmare was to the man, the girl's naughty conversation and the sight of her luscious slit was strangely exciting. She was only a horny girl, but those big turgid nipples sent a strange tingle through his balls. In spite of himself, he could feel his cock stirring and staffing to throb in his pants.
"Please fuck me," she whispered, stepping up close to him. "I need a real man, not jerks like those two creeps."
"You're out of your mind," he panted, her nearness making it hard for him to breathe.
"You really want to," she giggled, lightly touching his crotch. "You've got one helluva hard-on."
"Stop that!" he shouted, pushing her hand away.
"Don't slap at me!" screamed Heather, grabbing for his zipper. "Or I'll tell the boys when they get back that you raped me."
"Knowing you, they wouldn't believe it," he laughed.
"Knowing them," she sneered. "They'd love to testify against you."
Before the man fully realized what was going on, the girl had his fly open and his cock out in her hand.
"This is a real beauty," she whispered up to him, tenderly sliding his foreskin back and forth. "Just wait until it gets in my hot cunt."
As crazy as the whole thing was, the man suddenly knew he was going to fuck the girl and there was no way he could stop himself.
"What's your name?" she asked in a soft teasing voice as she tenderly stroked his throbbing cock.
"David Turner," he panted. "What's yours?"
"Heather," she whispered, "hot, fuckable Heather."
Staring down at the girl, he began slowly unbuckling his belt. By the time the man had lowered his pants and shorts, he was breathing like a bull. He couldn't remember ever being so excited in his life.
"Come on, David," she smiled, spreading herself out on the broad seat. "Pour it to me, honey."
Dropping to his knees between her soft thighs, he nosed the head of his swollen cock between her slippery young cuntlips.
"That's it, David, baby," she whispered. "Now fuck the hell out of me."
Letting out an animal-like roar, he slammed the full length of his prick up her tight gash with one wild thrust.
"Oh, baby!" she squealed, grasping his bare ass and pulling his cock even deeper into the hot wetness of her slippery cunt. "Me you gonna get a fuck!"
"I know! I know!" he panted, feeling the softness of her warm moist pussy-flesh sucking and clinging to his cock.
"And David," she whispered as he began thrusting his prick in and out of her tight young slit. "When you get home tonight, I think you should take your daughter to bed with you. You're probably both missing a lot."
Chapter Eight
"What the hell happened?" asked Troy a few minutes later as they pulled away from the patrol launch with Heather.
"I just gave him a hot fuck," she giggled. "Christ!" gasped Burk. "I thought the bastard was gonna throw the book at us."
"He would have," laughed Heather, "but I haven't met a guy that can resist a piece of ass."
Driving the boat more cautiously than Burk, Troy soon pulled up at the rickety old dock in front of the rundown shack.
"This is home," grinned Burk as he tied up the boat. "I hope you guys have a fuckin' good time."
"You'll have to screw her first," laughed Troy. "I'm still pooped from the last one."
"Not me," grinned the big red-headed youth as they walked up the path. "I ain't touchin' no damned jailbait."
Heather was surprised at the number of cabins that were scattered around the area.
"I didn't know there were so many cabins on this side of the lake," she said to Burk.
"They're mostly shack-up places," laughed the redhead. "These guys just keep them to sneak their broads away from the crowds."
Entering Burk's cabin, Heather was pleases with the clean appearance. From the young man's uncouth manners and appearance she'd expected it to be filthy. The room was quite neat, no dirty dishes around and the sheets on the bed were spotless.
"Okay," she giggled, taking her clothes off and throwing herself on the bed. "Who's first? I'm hot to fuck."
"You're gonna have to give me a few minutes to get it up again," laughed Troy. "Let old Burk have a ride."
"Come on, Burk," giggled Heather, parting her sperm covered cuntlips with her fingers to give him a good look. "I need a hot fuck."
"Jesus Christ," he laughed. "You've been laid twice in the last half hour."
"I know," she whispered. "But that's just enough to start getting me horny."
"Sorry," he said, walking over by the bed and patting her on the head. "I ain't knockin' up no chippy."
"But I'm a good fuck," she giggled. "Ask Troy."
"I'm sure you are," he argued. "But I still ain't gonna knock up no bitch."
"Why don't you fuck my mouth," she whispered, running her tongue around her juicily parted lips. "You can't knock up my throat."
"What d'ya mean?"
"Let, me give you a nice hot blow-job," she smiled up at him with her big soft eyes. "I'd like a nice drink of cock-cream."
He momentarily stared at her, thinking how he'd enjoy filling her sweet mouth with jizz.
"Please," she whispered, reaching her bare foot out and pressing her toe against the hard bulge in his pants as he stood by the bed looking at her. "I'm a neat cock-sucker."
"Well," he said, slowly lowering his zipper and pulling his stiff prick out.
"Not like that," she giggled. "Take all your clothes off. When I blow a guy I like to lick his whole fuckin' body."
Within a matter of seconds, the naked man, was spread out next to her on the bed. Grasping his stiff boner, Heather found it wildly erotic to look at. Thrusting up from his thick nest of fiery-red hair, his long thick cock was a milky-white color, streaked with big blue veins. His big cockhead was a bright pink, reminding her of a scoop of strawberry ice cream.
Her juicy lips were drooling with excitement as she lowered her mouth down over his delicious looking knob. She wasn't the least bit disappointed with the heady scent and the strong male taste of his big meaty cockhead. Taking it deep into her mouth, she let it slide over the top of her tongue until his big knob nudged against the back of her throat. There was something about the meaty texture of his thick boner that wildly excited her. She'd only been sucking cocks since that first afternoon when she'd tasted Troy's dick, but she was certainly becoming an expert at it.
"D'ya like this?" she whispered, looking up at the man.
"Shit, yes," he panted. "But keep suckin', for Christ's sake."
"I thought you didn't like me?" she teased.
"Shut up and suck!" he shouted, his cock almost bursting with lust.
Smiling to herself, Heather began running her hot, juicy lips up and down the length of his shaft until it was completely drenched with her sweet, wet spit.
"That's it, baby," he sobbed. "Jesus Christ, that's good."
Lifting the back of his knees over her narrow shoulders, she burrowed her face and mouth into the wide crack of his ass. Gently stroking his stiff dick with her fingers, she began licking around the sensitive perimeter of his hairy asshole.
"Oh, fuckin' shit!" he roared when the tip of her tongue teased into his quivering slitter.
The man was soon beating the bed with his fists as the girl licked and sucked around his sensitive bung-hole. After several moments of this, she moved her mouth up and began washing the crinkly skin of his balls with her naughty tongue. When they were completely drenched, she slowly worked her mouth and tongue back up his shaft until her lips once more covered his big juicy cockhead.
Hot to fuck, Heather had no intention of sucking him completely off. She only wanted to get him so Goddamned excited that he'd ram his cock into her, no matter how young she was.
Sucking deeply on his sensitive knob, she could feel him trembling from head to toe and she knew he was almost ready to shoot his load.
"Suck, baby, suck!" he was moaning. "Here it comes, honey! Here it comes!"
Quickly removing her mouth from his dong, the girl rolled over onto her back.
"What the hell are you doing?" he roared, jumping up to a sitting position on the bed.
"Waiting for you to fill my cunt with jizz," she giggled, throwing her arms around the man, trying to pull him down on top of her.
When she suddenly pressed her hot open lips to his and thrust her slippery tongue into his mouth, the half crazed man frantically threw his big lurching body over hers. No longer giving a fuck whether she was fourteen or four, he grabbed his big spit-drenched cock and rammed it up between her legs.
Reaching down, Heather grasped the luscious big dick that was rushing toward her horny cunt.
"Shit, that's a beauty," she whispered, closing her fingers around his big shaft.
Her body shuddered deliciously as the fat head of his cock pushed against her hot, slick pussy.
"Oh, Burk," she sobbed, grinding her cum-filled silt up around the head of his straining shaft. "Oh, shit, honey, give me a real fuckin'."
Reaching down, her trembling fingers guided the bloated cockhead into her steamy fuck-hole. When the man felt her eager young cuntlips closing hungrily around his pulsating knob, he gave a wild lurch and drove his fiery shaft all the way up her slippery cunt with one mighty thrust.
"Eeeogggghhh!" she shrieked as his flesh splitting rod ripped deliciously up through her tight cunt-flesh. When the flint shock of his wild penetration began to subside, it was replaced by the total joy of having her stretched cunt completely filled with cock.
"Oh, baby," she whispered, screwing her body up closer against his to better enjoy the bloated dick that was so deeply embedded in her hungry gash.
The horny girl was mewling with delight, feeling the hardness of his hot prick rubbing so deliciously against the sensitive flesh of her cunt walls.
"Oh, Burk, honey," she sobbed as the young man's big stiff rod, glistening with her slippery cunt juice, floated in and out of the sucking warmth of her clinging pussy. "D'ya still think I'm too young to fuck?"
"Shit no," he panted, continuing the steady rhythm of his deep thrusts.
"D'ya like my hot cunt?"
"You ain't just a shittin'," he puffed. "There ain't no better piece of ass around."
Grasping him frantically around the shoulders, Heather was wildly throwing her hips up to meet every stroke of his hard plunging cock. The open lips of her pink cunt were deliciously sucking and grasping at the thick base of his dick, trying to suck more and more of it into her greedy young pussy.
Burk could feel his cockhead growing bigger and bigger with lust as it plowed in and out through the hot, slick flesh of the girl's clinging twat. It felt as if his bloated knob would burst from the delicious sensations induced by the horny girl's tight pussy-hole. With his throbbing dong drilling in and out of her slippery, sucking cunt, he could feel her big hot nipples burning into his chest as her firm young tits squished softly against his heaving chest.
"Oh, Burk!" she cried out, her horny pussy so deliciously filled with cock-meat. "Fuck me harder, baby! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!"
Troy was almost out of his mind with excitement as he watched his naked friend drilling his rod into the writhing girl. The sight of her soft young thighs locked around Burk's big body was really something to see.
He stared at his friend's big juicy white shaft plowing into her pink slit. The humping man's cock was as big around as Heather's ankles, yet it was gliding, in and out of her widely stretched cunt with a sensual smoothness that had the girl squealing with joy.
The erotic sight had given Troy a horrendous hard-on. Quickly removing his clothes so he could plunge his own dick in when Burk was finished, he clutched at his cock, unable to believe it was so fucking big. In all his life, Troy's cock had never been so swollen and hard. Staring at the cute sexy bitch, Troy could hardly wait to pound his massive boner into her. Troy was unconsciously stroking his fiery rod when Burk suddenly rolled over onto his back with the girl on top of him, his cock still buried deep in her juicy slit.
Heather could feel Burk's hot open mouth sucking savagely on her quivering titties as she lay flat over his body with the man's thick shaft embedded in her cunt. Slowly pumping her sweet young ass up and down, she was giving him an unforgettable fucking while his wet mouth sucked deliciously on her hard, quivering nipples.
Humping madly up and down over his screaming tool, Heather could feel it ripping deeper and deeper into her writhing belly. His thick rod was glistening with the hot cunt juices that were dripping out from between her clinging cuntlips as she slid up and down on his intensely hard shaft. Almost out of his mind with the wild ecstasy, Burk was thrusting his hips up to meet every downward plunge of her juice-slickened fuck-hole.
"Oh, yes, Burk!" she squealed, bouncing harder and faster over his magnificently hard cock. "Fuck, baby fuck! It's sooooooo goooooood!"
Watching the sex-crazed couple on the squeaking bed, Troy was stroking his huge swollen dick faster and faster. They were fucking into each other like wild animals, their hot naked bodies slapping noisily together. The cabin reverberated with the sound of his wet dong slurping in and out of her sucking cunt.
"OH! BURK!" she screamed, clinging tightly to him when she felt her trembling body tensing for a climax. "FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME. HARDER!"
Excited by her wild cries, Burk began drilling deeper and harder into the bouncing body that straddled his cock.
"Harder, baby, hardly!" she screamed, feeling the shattering orgasm starting to engulf her.
Suddenly, and without warning, she felt the man's hot thick cum spewing into her cunt.
"No, Burk, no!" she screamed. "Hold it, baby, hold it. I still haven I come!"
The frustrated girl frantically bounced up and down on his spurting prick, trying unsuccessfully to bring herself off. Almost out of her mind with her unsatisfied lust, she rolled off Burk's spent cock and began tearing desperately at her slit, still trying to achieve her climax.
It was then that she saw Troy crawling up between her legs with his big lust-bloated cock clutched in his hand.
"Oh, Troy," she panted. "Bring me off, baby! Fuck me good!"
Placing his big lust-swollen cockhead against her slippery slit, the boy could feel her juicy cuntlips slowly opening as his thick meaty dong began sinking into her hot sucking fuck-hole.
"Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" she whimpered, arching her hips up to meet his slowly penetrating shaft. "That's it, honey! Christ, your cock's never felt so Goddamned big!"
She let out a squeal of joy when his cockhead finally nudged against the very bottom of her hot hole.
"Oh, God," sobbed Heather. "Now bang me hard, honey! Bang the shit out of me!"
Drawing back, he suddenly lunged forward with all his young strength, his bloated balls slapping noisily against her cute soft butt as his driving cock literally lifted her ass off the bed.
"Oh, Troy!" she squealed, raising her naked thighs up higher around his waist, offering more of her hungry silt to his battering assault. "That's it, baby! Drive that fuckin' cock!"
Shit, how she loved the way he was attacking her pussy! There was a boldness about the way he was drilling his prick into her that was almost blowing her mind. The nearly-hysterical girl was clutching and screaming and moaning as Troy savagely pounded his lusty cock-meat into her insatiable cunt.
"Fuck, honey, fuck!" she screamed. "I love it! I LOVE IT!"
After several more violent thrusts, the boy stopped in order to postpone his own climax. With Troy motionless on top of her, Heather could feel his big hard cockhead throbbing against the very end of her cunt while his big lusty balls nestled in the soft crack between her asscheeks.
When he partially withdrew his rod, preparing for another thrust, Heather's horny young body was trembling with anticipation. She drew her knees even higher, exposing as much of her slit as possible for his renewed attack.
"Oh, Christ!" she shrieked when his hard boner ripped brutally into her juice-slickened hole again. "That's it, baby."
His screaming fuck-rod was glistening with her slippery cunt juices as it pumped in and out of the sucking hotness of her wet, clinging pussy. Mewling and sobbing under Troy's humping body, she was frantically throwing her hips up to meet every deep plunge of his magnificent cock. The pink swollen lips of her frothy slit were sucking and pulling at the base of his shaft, frantically trying to get more and more of it into her slick, hot fuck-hole.
"OH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Heather was squealing, her cute legs waving crazily in the air.
With every thrust of Troy's shaft, her swollen cuntlips were being pushed in and sucked out as they greedily clung and squeezed against the sensitive flesh of his plunging cock. Squealing with joy, Heather could hear Troy's big juice slickened shaft noisily slurping in and out of her frothy fuck-hole.
"Oh, Troy!" she shrieked. "I'm gonna come, baby! Don't let me down! Please keep banging, BANGING!"
Afraid of another frustrating disappointment, she desperately clung to him, frantically writhing her scalding-hot pussy around his hard plunging cock.
"Harder!" she screamed. "For God's sake, fuck harder! HARDER! HARDER!"
The girl could feel her climax building up and up and just as she exploded into her overwhelming orgasm, she felt his deliciously hot cock-cream gushing into her spuming cunt.
When Troy collapsed back on the bed, Heather just lay there, staring at the two exhausted young men. She fully realized that it would be at least a half hour before either of them would be ready to fuck again, and because it was so warm in the cabin, she decided to take a short walk. Putting on her shorts and halter, the girl walked out into the coolness of the tall pines.
There was a gentle breeze blowing through the trees as she walked along the winding road. She had just rounded a curve and saw a familiar car perked next to a small cabin that was partially in the pines. Staring at it, she realized it looked like Craig Barber's car. Both Craig and his wife Linda were friends of her parents, and she'd seen their car many times.
The girl was about to continue with her walk when she heard a loud giggle coming from the open window. There was something familiar about it, but Heather couldn't place the voice.
"That's it, Craig, darling!" she heard the voice squealing with joy. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!"
Heather froze in her tracks when she realized, it was her mother's voice. Unable to believe her own ears, the girl slipped over by the open window to peer in. There on the bed was Craig Barber, fucking his cock into her mother's naked body. Heather was completely stunned. Heather's brother had relieved the girl at the store today because her mother had some business to attend to, and now she knew what kind of business it was.
"Faster, Craig, faster! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!" the woman screamed as Heather watched Craig's prick ripping into her cunt.
The couple was so engrossed in their lust that neither of them were remotely aware that Heather was watching through the window.
"Oh, Craig, darling," the woman was wailing. "Fuck, honey, fuck! I'm almost there!"
Suddenly feeling her lover's hot cum splattering against the walls of her cock-filled cunt, Joan exploded into a wild, screeching orgasm.
Her lovely naked body was trembling with ecstasy as the man's spurting cock continued tilling her cunt with jizz.
"Oh, God!" she whispered. "Oh, Craig darling, that was so fuckin' good."
Watching them, Heather couldn't believe the language coming from her mother's lips. Around the house and marina she was always so polite and proper, but today she was behaving like a bitch in heat.
When the man heaved over onto his back, Joan quickly crawled down and slipped his wet shrinking lump of cock-flesh into her mouth. Sucking frantically, she siphoned the last delicious drops of cum from deep in his prick. His body was lurching with delicious agony as she continued sucking savagely an his spent rod, hoping to keep it her mouth. "It's getting hard again! It's getting hard again!"
"Oh, Craig," she heard her mother whisper excitedly whim his fleshy shaft began swelling in her, mouth. "It's getting hard again! It's getting hard again!"
As Joan lay across his stomach sucking his rapidly growing dick, Craig gently grasped her hips and moved her luscious cunt up over his face.
With his face between her thighs, Craig buried his mouth into her slippery cunt in the traditional sixty-nine position that Heather had never heard about. The girl had learned to suck off cocks, but she'd never dreamed that men ever licked women's pussies.
Heather was staring in numb fascination at the two nude figures sucking so hungrily on each other's genitals. Having never witnessed anything as thrilling as the way they were frantically sucking on each other, wild tingles were rippling through the girl's twat.
"Oh, God," she heard her mother moan as Craig Barber's thick long tongue slurped around in her dripping pussy. Seeing his mouth licking and sucking on her mother's cunt as her juices flowed all over his drenched face, Heather suddenly had a wild desire to feel a man's tongue in her twat while she sucked him off.
"Jesus Christ!" screamed Joan as she sucked deeply on her lover's cockhead? "I'm gonna come again! Oh, Christ, I'm coming, COMING!"
Heather almost fainted when she saw the man give a wild lurch, followed by the sight of his thick jizz dripping from the corner of her mother's mouth as she sucked deeply on Craig's spewing cock.
Not wanting to be discovered, Heather quickly hurried away, her body trembling with excitement.
Chapter Nine
For the next few days Heather was almost beside herself thinking about having a man lick her pussy. She wanted it so badly, but didn't quite know how to ask a boy to do it to her. She was afraid they would consider her a dirty girl to suggest such a filthy thing.
Thinking about it one evening when she and her mother were closing the store, she decided to walk over to Monica Blake's boat and ask her about it, knowing that Stan had gone into the city on one of his many business trips. Since that first time when the Blake's took Heather and her brother out on the boat for a fuck-party, there had been several more, and a close friendship had developed between her and Monica.
Telling her mother that she was going to take a walk, the girl hurried down the dock to the Blake's cruiser. She was pleased to see Monica sitting in the stem of the boat sipping a drink. Heather thought how beautiful the woman looked with the light from the cabin playing softly on her lovely face.
"Hello, Heather," smiled the voluptuous redhead when the girl walked up by the boat. "This is a pleasant surprise. Come aboard."
"Hi," grinned Heather as she boarded and sat down next to the woman. "Are you sure I'm not interrupting anything."
"Certainly not," Monica laughed. "I was bored silly."
"Monica," Heather suddenly stammered after they'd been idly chatting for almost an hour. "You know a lot about sex, don't you?"
"Well," laughed the woman. "What I don't know about it hasn't been invented yet."
"Gee," stammered the girl in a nervous voice. "I don't quite know how to say this, but have you ever heard of a man licking a girl's pussy?"
"God, yes," giggled Monica. "It feels fantastic. Hasn't Stan ever eaten you out when we've been on the boat?"
"No," giggled Heather. "He just fucks the hell out of me."
"Don't you like fucking?" teased Monica.
"Shit, yes," Heather blushed. "I love it."
"Where did you hear about cunt lapping?" asked the woman.
"I really can't tell," stammered Heather.
"Come on," Monica whispered. "We're friends. Tell me about it."
"Will you promise not to tell anyone?"
"I promise."
"Well," the girl hesitated. "I saw Craig Barber licking my mom's pussy."
"What?" piped Monica. "Where?"
"In a cabin on the other side of the lake," answered the girl.
Monica smiled to herself, thinking how guilty Lance always felt when he was cheating on Joan, and here she was balling Craig.
"Does it feel real good to have your cunt licked?" the girl continued.
"You better believe it," sighed Monica. "It's a real ball."
"I'd sure like to have someone lick my pussy," ginned Heather. "It makes me all horny to think shout it. How do I get someone to do it?"
"God, honey," whispered Monica in an excited voice. "I'd love to eat your aunt."
"What?"
"Why don't you let me show you how good it feels?" she panted, hungrily licking her lips.
"Do women know how to lick pussies?" asked the girl in a shocked voice.
"Darling," smiled Monica, pulling her arms around the girl. "Nobody knows how to eat pussy better than another woman."
"Does it taste good?"
"You better believe it," smiled Monica. "Why don't we go down in the cabin and have a hot party. I'd just love to suck your aunt."
"If you're sure it's not too much trouble," stammered the girl, rising to her feet.
Monica's aunt was dripping all over her panties as she stood in the cabin watching Heather remove her clothes. The depraved woman had been lusting after the cute girl as much as her husband had, but she'd kept her hands off because she didn't want to frighten her away.
"It's better if I take my clothes off, too," smiled Monica, quickly disrobing so she could join Heather on the bed.
"Just relax, darling," whispered the woman, taking the girl's cuddly, naked body into her arms. "You're going to love all the nice things I'm going to do to you."
Pressing the girl's warm belly against her own, she could feel Heather's big hot nipples burning against hers. The softness of the girl's nakedness was sending sparks of ecstasy screaming through her entire body.
"When do you lick my pussy?" Heather asked in a nervous voice. "I can't wait."
"Just take it easy," whispered Monica, lowering her hot wet lips down over the girl's big turgid nipple.
Monica had never tasted anything as good as Heather's erect titty-bud. It was firm and meaty with excited goose-bumps standing up all around it.
"Oh, Monica," sobbed Heather, feeling the woman's soft full lips sucking and pulling on her quivering nipple. "That feels so fuckin' good."
"I know," panted Monica, lightly chewing on it with her small white teeth, sending jolts of pleasure from the girl's tits down to her hot pussy. "And it gets better and better."
Lifting her face from the girl's quivering tit, she pressed her open mouth over the girl's parted lips as her free hand trailed down over Heather's bare belly to the hot wetness of her slit.
The softness of Monica's lips on Heather's as their slippery tongues entwined was a wild new sensation for the girl. Monica's kiss was so much softer and more tender than a boy's or man's, and the way the woman's finger toyed with her twat was absolutely delicious.
"Oh, Monica," the girl whispered, grasping one of the woman's big full tits as their mouths parted. "You feel so nice and soft."
"So do you, darling," smiled Monica, hardly able to believe she had this cute hot-cunted bitch in bed with her at last. "Would you like to suck on my boobs?"
A wild thrill raced through Monica's entire body when she felt Heather's hot wet lips engulfing her lust-bloated nipple. Moaning softly with the joy of having the girl mouthing her juicy tit, Monica sank her finger a deeper into Heather's juicy twat.
"Oh, Monica," Heather slurped around the woman's nipple. "Your tit tastes so fuckin' good."
"You sweet girl," panted Monica, rolling onto her back and pulling the girl on top of her. "We're gonna have a real party."
With Heather's belly pressing flat against hers, Monica opened her legs so their two hairy cunts pressed together.
"Ooooooooh," squealed Heather with jay. "I can feel your hot pussy against mine."
"So can I, darling," whispered Monica. "So can I."
Reaching down and grasping the girl's soft asscheeks, Monica began rotating them as she arched her loins up so their cunts could rub deliciously together.
"Oh, Monica," panted Heather as their hot wet twats ground against each other, the friction drawing the skin back and forth over their clits, filling them with an ecstasy that the girl had never experienced.
Grinding their hot aroused cunts together, the woman and girl were almost out of their minds with the joy that was streaking through their inflamed bodies. The feel of Heather's soft naked flesh against her own was almost blowing her mind. She'd been lusting over the girl for so long, and now at last she had her, had her to do anything her depraved mind might conjure up. She knew that the girl was beyond resisting anything that Monica desired from her.
Rolling Heather onto her back, the woman began once more hungrily licking the girl's hard titties as she lay on top of her naked body.
"Oh, Monica," the girl whispered, trembling with wild passions beyond anything she'd ever experienced before. "That feels so good."
"I hope so," panted the gorgeous woman, "I want this to be the wildest thing that's ever happened to you."
"It is! It is!" sobbed Heather, feeling the woman's hot wet mouth working down toward her quivering belly.
When Monica's lips found the girl's dimpled navel, she lightly ran her tongue around it, bringing squeals of joy from the excited girl. Lowering her mouth farther down, Monica by-passed her juicy twat, moving to the soft warm flesh of her baby-soft inner thighs.
Monica spent several moments washing between the girl's legs, her tongue not once touching her provocative pussy. When the sensitive flesh of Heather's inner thighs had been thoroughly licked, Monica moved her mouth up and began blowing her soft warm breath against the open lips of the girl's quivering pussy.
Staring up between the girl's legs as she gently blew, Monica could see the delicious droplets of pussy juice gleaming wetly on the soft pink flesh of her cuntlips. She could hardly wait to bury her face in her delectable slit, but she wanted the girl to be even more aroused before she started eating her.
Gently parting Heather's hot, slippery cuntlips with her fingers, Monica began blowing her breath through the silky tendrils of soft brown pubic hairs that surrounded her gleaming young twat.
"Oh, Monica," giggled Heather, feeling the hot breath blowing through her fluffy bush. "That tickles."
"D'ya like the way it tickles?"
"Shit yes," she smiled. "It feels neat."
Then ever so slowly, Monica moved her drooling mouth closer and closer toward Heather's steaming slit. When her nose brushed against the girl's soft pussy hairs, the clean fresh smell of her young cunt sent shivers racing up and down Monica's spine. For days, the woman had been creaming to lick Heather's sweet snatch, and now with the moment only seconds away, Monica was trembling with excitement.
Gently grasping the girl's hips, she ran the tip of her tongue up along the wet furrow between her hot, slippery cuntlips.
"Oooooooh, Monica!" squealed Heather, feeling the woman's warm moist tongue against her naked pussy-flesh.
Momentarily withdrawing her tongue, the woman began licking up and down the length of Heather's willing slit, washing and loving it with her sweet spit. She could feel the girl trembling with joy, and knew how much she was enjoying it.
With her mouth buried between the girl's soft young legs, Monica suddenly thrust her tongue up into the slick hotness of Heather's delicious cunt. The taste of the girl's sweet juices flowing around her tongue was enough to blow Monica's mind. She'd expected the girl's twat to be tasty and juicy, but this was beyond her wildest dreams.
They were both so completely involved with their own wild pleasure that neither of them saw Heather's father when he entered the cabin. Lance had made his final rounds of the marina, and knowing that Monica's husband was gone for the night, he'd came over for his piece of ass.
He could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the beautiful redhead sucking on his daughter's naked twat. Lance had always thought of Heather as a mere baby, but the sight of her fluffy bush told him that she was rapidly becoming a woman. He realized that it was his own daughter, but the sight of her cute slit as Monica lustily tongued it was strangely erotic to him. The girl was obviously growing up and would probably be fucking in a few years. Thinking about his daughter being fucked soon had his cock throbbing wildly in his pants.
"Oh, Monica," panted the girl. "This feels so good. I think I'll teach Tom how to suck me the next time we fuck."
"He'll love it," whispered Monica, temporarily removing her mouth from Heather's hot, dripping slit. "He'll enjoy doing this as much as he likes to fuck you."
Lance was completely stunned by what he was hearing. It seemed incredible that his son, Tom, was fucking his own sister. He was even more startled to hear that anyone was fucking such a young girl. Watching Monica's tongue gliding in and out of his daughter's juicy twat, he could vividly see his own hard boner doing the same thing. He knew it was depraved to have such thoughts about his own girl, but the sight of her cute naked body writhing under the assault of Monica's mouth was driving him crazy.
"Oh, Monica!" shrieked Heather when the woman's tongue found her clitty. "That's it, honey, that's it! Shit, that's good! You're gonna make me come, make me come!"
"I know," whispered Monica, removing her mouth from the girl's cunt for a moment. "I'm gonna give you the best come you've ever had."
"Monica," whispered Heather as they momentarily rested. "Do you think Stan would like to lick my pussy?"
"I'm sure he would," smiled the woman. "Because he sure enjoys fucking you."
"I know," the girl giggled. "He sure can fuck."
Lance felt as if someone had suddenly kicked him in the balls. He was completely dazed to hear that Stan Blake, a man in his forties, was laying his daughter. Staring at the hot slippery wetness of her pink slit, the man began slowly removing his clothes. If every other bastard at the lake was fucking his kid, he was going to get some of the action when Monica was finished with her.
"Oh, yes," the girl squealed with joy when Monica once more resumed tonguing her delicious twat. "That's it, honey! That's it!"
Feeling the girl's juices flowing all over her tongue, Monica plunged it deeper and deeper into the girl's tasty fuck-hole. She swiped it all around the hot slick flesh, lapping greedily at the dripping fluids that were oozing out from her aroused glands. It was like nectar as she licked, sucked and slurped on Heather's frothy cunt. "That's it, honey!" squealed the girl when Monica's lips once more began sucking and pulling on her hard, quivering clit. "Oh, shit, I'm gonna come, gonna come!"
Standing there completely naked, Lance was wildly stroking his huge cock, anxious to bury it deep into his horny daughter's belly.
"Monica! Monica!" screamed Heather, clamping her soft young thighs against the woman's juice-drenched face. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Lance could see his girl's body shuddering violently as the overpowering orgasm swallowed her.
"Did you like that?" whispered Monica a few moments later when she removed her wet face from the girl's spit-drenched pussy.
"God, yes," smiled Heather, her eyes sill I closed in the aftermath of her glorious orgasm. "That was wonderful."
Unable to control his inflamed lust any longer, Lance grasped his daughter's ankles, and lifting them, he spread her legs wide apart, throwing himself down over her naked body.
Heather was shocked to see her father but was even more shocked at the size of his huge boner. The girl learned from seeing other pricks that her brother had an unusually big cock, but it was nowhere as large as the huge dark thrusting up from between her dad's legs.
"Daddy," she cried. "What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna fuck you, honey," he panted. "I'm gonna fuck you like everyone else has."
"Jesus, Daddy," whispered Heather. "You sure have a big cock."
"I know," he gasped, trying to push his massive knob between her juicy cuntlips. "And you're gonna love every fuckin' inch of it."
"Remember what I taught you," giggled Monica who was sitting on the edge of the bed watching. "Just take it sweet and easy."
Spreading her thighs farther apart, Heather grasped his massive dong and guided it toward her juicy twat. Placing his huge cockhead against her spit-drenched slit, she clutched at his ass and arching her hips, she slowly pulled his thick dong into her cunt.
"Oh, God!" she gasped, feeling his monstrous tool slip through her tight elastic cunt-mouth. When his big cockhead had slipped through the cruelly stretched opening, she grasped him tightly in her arms, holding him perfectly still, hoping for the searing pain to go away.
When her tense body began to relax, Heather carefully arched her hips a bit more, feeling his thick boner sinking deeper into her cunt. This time there wasn't nearly the pain of the initial penetration as it slowly moved up her tight cuntal passage.
"Oh, Daddy," she whispered when the full length of his massive prick was completely buried in her cunt. "You've got such a nice big cock."
The man remained perfectly still between his daughter's soft thighs, his stiff dick throbbing excitedly in the slippery warmth of her tight cunt. Lance thought he'd go mad with excitement when the horny girl began rotating her clasping cunt around his big throbbing tool.
Unable to contain his excitement any longer, the man began rapidly thrusting his cock in and out of his daughter's deliciously tight fuck-hole.
"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed with joy. "It feels so good, Daddy! It feels so fuckin' good!"
Clutching tightly to each other, the man was propelling his stiff rod in and out of her hot cunt at an ever increasing tempo. With wild squeals and groans, father and daughter pounded their naked bodies together in a delirious ecstasy.
"Oh, Daddy," she cried out, clinging tightly to her lurching father. "We're fuckin', Daddy! We're really fuckin'!"
God, how Lance loved his naughty daughter with her naughty pussy. In his wildest dreams, the man had never imagined that fucking his own girl could be so incredibly good.
"That's it, Daddy!" she squealed, clutching his humping body closer to her. "Fuck me good, honey! Fuck me good!"
The intense pleasure was so profound that Heather wasn't even aware that the shrill screams she was hearing were coming from her own throat.
Without any warning she suddenly felt her father's thick hot jism squirting into her sucking cunt. The incredible feeling of his own spewing out against her sensitive cunt-flesh triggered the wildest climax she'd ever experienced.
"I'm coming, Daddy!" she shrieked with unrestrained joy, locking her baby-soft thighs around him like a vise. "I'm coming! COMING! COMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!"
It was the most glorious thing that had ever happened to either of them and they clung desperately to each other, savoring this very special moment.
"Oh, Daddy," she sobbed, covering his lips with her hot open mouth, instinctively seeking his tongue with hers. "That was so wonderful, and I love you so much."
Chapter Ten
A week after Craig and Linda had returned to the city, Joan was a frustrated wreck. After the glorious summer of balling with Craig, she could hardly stand being without him. She knew that she and Craig would get together again when they closed up the marina and went back to town, but now she was almost out of her mind with frustration.
It was past midnight and Joan was lying restlessly in bed with her husband. The night was still and silent and Joan didn't even realize that Heather had slipped into her brother's bed where they were both frantically improving on the game of sixty-nine that the girl had recently taught him.
Thinking about Craig, her twat was dripping hot juices down between her thighs. She thought of masturbating, but couldn't very well bring herself off with her husband in the same bed. Getting hotter by the minute, she even thought of letting her husband fuck her. She knew that he'd just ram his huge cock in, bang the hell out of her until he came, and then fall asleep, but even that was better than no fuck at all. She'd completely avoided him for over two months, and although he'd tried to arouse her a few times, the woman had stayed away from him.
No longer able to control her lust, and dying to feel any cock in her cunt, she moved over close to the sleeping man. Lance always slept in the raw, so Joan lifted up the hem of her nighty and pressed her hat wet cunt up against his bare ass. Half asleep, Lance reached back and absently rested his hand on her upper leg. Slightly spreading them, she let his hand drop down between her lusciously bare thighs. Startled by the feel of her hot, naked flesh under his hand, he quickly awakened.
Because of the way she'd rejected his advances all summer, he timidly started trailing his finger up over her smooth bare flesh, expecting her to stop him at any moment. When there was no resistance, his nervous fingers continued crawling higher and higher. His heart seemed to miss a beat as she moaned softly and further parted her thighs to give him easier access to her smoldering crotch. Lance's big dong erupted into a wild erection when his fingers contacted the juice-drenched hairs that surrounded her wet, eager slit. Gently pressing her hungry pussy up against Lance's hand, she forced his finger into her wet, puffy snatch.
"Oh, Lance," she whispered, grinding her frothy cunt-hole around his deeply embedded finger.
As the man turned toward her, Joan pressed her open lips to his, slipping her sweet slippery tongue into his mouth. With their hot wet tongues sensuously entwined, Lance was frantically plunging his finger in and out of her moist warm pussy.
Grasping for his hard dick, she began sliding the foreskin back and forth with the same tempo as he was finger-fucking her cunt. Momentarily forgetting that it was her husband, and not Craig, she lowered her head and stuffed his huge cockhead into her mouth.
Lance couldn't believe what was happening. In all their years of marriage, his wife had never once touched his prick with her lips or tongue. He was trembling and moaning with the unbelievable pleasure as her soft warm mouth sucked and sucked while her sharp teeth nibbled and teased around the sensitive underside of his big throbbing cockhead.
Finally removing her lips from his lurching boner, she continued gently caressing it as she rested her face on his chest. She suddenly felt his hand moving tenderly over the warm flesh of her tits that burned through the material of her nightie. Her hot erect nipples were quivering under the gentle, rotating caresses.
She couldn't believe her husband's sweet tenderness. In the pest he'd have had her spread out on her back by now with his huge tool pounding into her like a jack-hammer. This was the first time he'd ever been so gentle and loving with her.
Joan moaned softly, feeling the fingers of his other hand moving over the slippery swollen lips of her hair-fringed cunt. She began grinding her snatch against his finger as it gently parted her damp silky pussy hair.
"Oh, God," she mewled, stroking his massive rod.
Slipping his hand into the low neckline of her nightie, Lance began gently rolling and twisting her erect nipples while driving the finger of his other hand in and out of her hot, squishy slit. Squirming and writhing against him, she could feel him caressing the wet fleshy lips of her cunt as his thick middle finger teased around her desire-swollen clit. Facing each other, side by side, he dug his hand into the soft meaty flesh between her asscheeks and pulled her hot belly up against the throbbing cock that Joan was still clutching.
Christ, she'd forgotten how enormous his prick was until she pressed it against her tummy! She was softly moaning as she lasciviously rolled and rubbed his bulbous cockhead against her soft, pliant flesh.
Panting with excitement, she once more lowered her mouth down over his bloated knob. Locking her lips like a soft rubber band around the base of his shiny bulb, her tongue flicked deliciously against the underside of his sensitive cockhead. Sucking furiously on the head of his dick, she sensually ran her fingers lightly up and down the entire length of his mighty shaft, deliciously teasing every nerve on his hard screaming rod. When she finally released his cock, she lifted her head and pressed her hot open lips over his, slipping her wet tongue deep into his mouth.
"Oh, God, I love you," she whispered, really meaning it as she ground her warm naked body against his hard flesh.
"And I love you, darling," he gently replied, his hand tenderly goosing between her soft warm asscheeks, making her tremble with delight as his finger trailed lightly over her puckered asshole.
"Oh, sweetheart," she whispered, rolling onto her back and spreading her lovely legs to receive his big throbbing dong. "Fuck me, darling. I want that big cock in my cunt."
Crawling up between her soft, naked legs, his huge dong brushed hotly against the smooth bare flesh of her inner thighs. Softly mewling, she raised her eager face to his, locking her soft parted lips against his panting mouth. Her slippery tongue swirled juicily around in his gaping mouth, the wet slickness of her warm clinging lips sending tiny chills racing up and down his spine.
Reaching down she grasped his massive tool and expertly guided it toward her quivering fuck-hole.
"God, that's a big cock," she whispered, closing her fingers around it as she once more pressed her hot, wet lips to his.
Reaching beneath her, Lance cupped her soft asscheeks in his palms, pulling her hot, wet crotch up tighter against him. Slowly rotating his body, he moved his lust-filled cock back and forth between Joan's clutching fingers.
"Oh, Lance, darling," she whispered, grinding her belly up against his hard muscular body.
A wild sensation streaked through her twat when she suddenly felt the head of his bloated cock burning gently against her hot, slick pussy-hole.
"Oh, God, baby, fuck me now! Fuck me now!" she wailed, frantically forcing the head of his cock through her hot, juice-slickened slit.
Feeling his wife's fiery cuntlips sensually swallowing his huge cockhead, he lunged forward, driving his shaft deep into her belly with one mighty thrust.
"EEEEEGGGGGHHHHH!" she shrieked as his cunt-splitting dong drove up into her hot slippery hole. She could feel the head of his lust-bloated cock pushing against the very end of her cunt, and his big hairy balls resting in the soft, wide crack of her quivering asscheeks.
"Oh, God, I love you," she whispered, screwing her cunt up around the thick base of his shaft to better feel his hard hot dick buried up to his balls in her deliciously stretched fuck-hole.
As he slowly withdrew his mighty tool, preparing for another thrust, Joan sobbed in ecstasy, feeling every vein and sinew of his bloated rod rubbing hotly against the sensitive flesh of her cunt walls. Holding her breath, she waited eagerly for the next plunge.
"Oh, sweet fuckin' Jesus!" she whimpered when the massive boner once more tore wildly into her lust-filled gash.
His hard hot dong was soon glistening with her slippery cunt juices as he rhythmically fucked it in and out of the sucking hotness of her grasping pussy. Joan was practically out of her mind with ecstasy. After eighteen gears of marriage, they were finally finding each other. During all those years, Joan had thought he only used her to jack off into, but, tonight he was giving her the fucking of her life. Unknown to his wife, Monica had taught him well, and Joan was now the recipient of the delicious schooling Lance had received on the woman's boat.
Mewling incessantly under him, Joan was wildly thrusting her cunt up to meet every thrust of his hard plunging cock. Grasping his asscheeks in her hands, she was pulling him violently into her, arching her hips to take the full length of his glorious tool. The open puffy lips of her dripping pussy were sucking and grasping at the very base of his massive shaft, trying frantically to get even more of it into her hot greedy cunt. If Joan could have had her own way about it, she would have sucked his whole beautiful body up into her steaming fuck-hole.
Lance could feel his thick cock growing even bigger as it slithered up and down against the slick fleshy ridges of her sucking, grasping cunt walls. He couldn't believe this cock-crazy woman was his same wife who'd rejected his advances during the years. This seemed to be an entirely different woman under him, and Lance thought his big blood-engorged cockhead would explode from the exquisite sensations being induced by her slippery, hungry twat.
Ramming faster and harder into her slippery fuck-hole, their humping bodies were grinding frantically into each other. Her hot erect nipples were burning fiercely into him as her lush soft tits rubbed salaciously against his chest. The room seemed to be spinning around them as his cock fucked faster and faster into her sucking, grasping cunt.
"Oh, God," she squealed at her husband. "Fuck me harder, baby! Faster, fuck me faster! Oh, shit, I've never felt anything so fuckin' good in my life!"
The lewdly coupled pair were fucking with all their strength, their humping bodies slapping together in wanton abandon, the bedroom echoing with the sound of hot wet flesh slapping against hot wet flesh as they fucked furiously on.
Frantically increasing the tempo of their mutual thrusts, Lance felt a wild sensation building up deep in his balls and realized that his lustful passions were hurling him toward a seething climax.
"Oh, shit, baby, I'm gonna come, gonna come!" screamed Joan as she frantically pulled her knees back against her tits, exposing the full length of her furry slit to his pounding cock. "Harder, baby, harder! Fuck me, sweet baby, fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"
Clutching frantically to her husband, she sank her teeth into his shoulder. The wild ecstasy was almost more than she could stand as his huge battering ram pounded mercilessly into her cunt, rubbing deliciously against her throbbing clit, fully exposed just above her open cuntlips.
"Ooooooooh! Oooooooooo!" she screamed, exploding into a wild orgasm at the feel of her husband's hot, thick jizz gushing into her cunt.
Shuddering violently, she screwed her cunt up around the base of his belching shaft, feeling spurts of his cum still spurting into her deliciously glowing twat. It was all so unbelievably beautiful to her. After eighteen years, she'd been fucked like she'd always dreamed of being fucked. Smiling softly to herself, Joan seemed to be floating as warm delicious sensations flooded gently through her trembling flesh.
Drawing his face down to hers, she covered his mouth with her hot open lips, sucking their slippery tongues back and forth.
"Oh, God, honey, that was good," she whispered, holding his handsome face in her soft damp hands.
Moments later as she lay in Lance's arms, gently massaging his soft thick cock between her fingers, Joan's thoughts drifted to Craig. Only a few short minutes ago she'd been lusting over the man, but that desire was now completely gone. Craig had been a fantastic lover, but he'd never fucked her as thoroughly as her own husband had just done.
Now snuggled contentedly in Lance's arms, tenderly fondling his limp prick, the wet stickiness of it sent tingles of desire rippling through her twat. Gently squeezing his shaft, Joan knew she wanted to be fucked over and over again tonight.
Lowering her head, she placed the limp wet prick between her juicy lips, tenderly sucking and swallowing the tasty sperm that still clung to his flaccid dick. Gently rolling it around her tongue and lips, she felt it start to faintly stir and knew it would soon be driving in and out of her juicy cunt again.
Joan felt a shudder running through Lance's big muscular body when he, too, felt his cock beginning to swell. As his prick rapidly hardened, Joan moved her lips and tongue all over the entire surface of his gnarly boner with the delicacy of butterfly wings.
Moments later as she began sucking deeply on his new fully erect rod, she could feel his finger slowly slipping into her jizz-drenched slit. Grinding her fuck-hole up around his finger, new pangs of passion seared through her body, even more intense than before. When she excitedly wiggled her juicy cunt around his deeply embedded finger, Lance's thumb grazed lightly across the tight ring of her puckered asshole.
"Ooooooooh, shit!" she squealed with joy at the tingling sensation. "That feels funny."
"Does it feel good?"
"God, yes!"
Still sucking wildly on his cock while he continued tracing his finger around her sensitive shitter, Joan reached behind her and parted her soft wiggly butt-cheeks with her fingers, giving him easier access to her quivering asshole. Gently opening the tight bung with his thumbs, Lance slipped the tip of his middle finger into the forbidden opening.
"Ooooooh!" squealed Joan, her entire body trembling at the feel of this new sensation. "That's neat!"
There was an indescribable feeling of both pain and ecstasy as she slowly pushed her ass back against his hand, feeling the offending finger sliding deeper into her sensitive shitter. Sobbing and moaning with ecstasy, she pushed back until she had his finger embedded clear up to the palm of his hand in her ass. Squealing with joy, she began twisting and rotating her asshole around his thick middle finger. These delicious newfound sensations were driving the woman wild as she writhed madly against his hand.
"OH, CHRIST!" she shrieked, jumping up. "Fuck me in the ass, honey. I want that big hard cock in my asshole..."
"Are you crazy?" he gasped.
"No!" she squealed. "I wanta be fucked in my butt!"
"God, darling," he argued. "My cock would split you wide open."
"Please," she begged, getting down on her knees. "I want to be ass-fucked deep and hard."
When the kneeling woman reached back and parted the cheeks of her butt with her hands, Lance stared at her deliciously exposed bung. Suddenly filled with a wild excitement, he guided his hard bloated cockhead up against the puckered hole of his wife's, soft bottom. Firmly grasping her hips, he pushed his big hard prick against the small quivering asshole that she was trying to hold open with her fingers. Clutching her tightly, and pushing with all his strength, he could hear his wife moaning with pain as his big knob slowly forced itself through the tight elastic ring of her distended asshole.
Then drawing her soft butt back against him, his huge cock slipped deeper and deeper into her hot buttery bowels. It was only when he felt the warm cheeks of her ass pressing against his loins that he realized he'd fully penetrated her butt with his massive rod.
"Oh, God," she whispered, writhing her ass back against him. "Jesus that hurts, but, shit, it feels good."
Lance began slowly moving his big cock in and out of her tight shitter with a gentle rhythm. As he increased the tempo, the man reached between her legs and began stroking her clitty.
"Fuck me, darling, fuck me!" she cried. "Harder, baby, harder!"
With his tool pounding violently into her ass, Lance was wildly manipulating her clit with his finger.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" she shrieked, thrusting her ass back to get the full force of his plunging dong.
Lance could feel a powerful ejaculation building up deep in his loins as he continued fucking violently into her writhing shitter.
"Oh, God!" she suddenly screamed. "I'm coming! I'M COMING!"
Her entire body was lurching wildly when his hot cum started gushing into her bowels. Collapsing onto her belly with her husband's spurting cock still lodged deeply in her twitching asshole, Joan could think of nothing but the gorgeous future that lay ahead of them.
