The onset of puberty invariably brings with it the dawning awareness of sexuality, of a child's inherent masculinity or femininity, and the struggle to put that sexuality into proper perspective.
For some, the transition occurs with relative ease. For others the change is marked by tension and anxiety, and a growing awareness that their world is changing much faster than they would like.
For the young girl in this book the initiation into the world of sexuality is full of frustration and fear. Eager to explore the bounds of her femininity, she becomes a victim of many uncaring people, until finally, she learns the power she holds over the men in her life.
VOYEUR BABYSITTER-the story of a young girl's struggle to make her own, very personal transition into adulthood. Her story is a reminder of the pitfalls standing in the way of those growing up. It is a lesson for society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
By the time Cindy arrived at the Kents' house, she was sweating all over. Even though her nipples had gotten chafed from all the tit-bouncing as she'd pedaled her bike along the bumpy and cracked asphalt bike path, she was glad she'd chosen to go braless under her white cotton T-shirt. A tight bra would have smothered her tits in this heat, making her that much more miserable. She was barefooted, and dressed in the tightest and shortest pair of shorts she owned-the pink ones-but she still felt over-dressed.
"Ouch!" Cindy winced as she plucked a sand burr out of her bare sole. She thought she would rather go barefooted through Vermont snow than through this bur-infested sand.
Chameleons scattered in front of her as she prowled around the side of the white stucco house, searching for the main entrance. Houses and yards were so different here in Coconut Grove. The place was a jungle. Like jungle huts, houses were buried under vines and palm leaves and other tropical vegetation. People couldn't even see their neighbors' houses, so hidden and isolated were the houses from each other.
"Harder! Oh, God, harder!" The hysterical voice burst out at Cindy from behind a huge curtain of palm leaves. "Split me in half, you bastard! Come on, move it!" It was a woman's voice, pained in tone despite its aggressiveness. As the woman cried out, a man grunted, muttering in low, guttural tones. Frantic breathing hung in the still, humid silence.
Cindy's first impulse was to run. She stood there, turning in ten directions at once, not knowing which way to go. It seemed as if the jungle had closed in on her. Her heart pounded and she felt panic, but leaves and vines blocked her path on all sides.
"Do it to me, baby, give it to me!" The woman grunted as if she were being slugged repeatedly in the gut.
"Yeah!" the man moaned. "Oh, yeah, tight slut, ahhhh!"
Cindy heard a rhythmic creaking sound, heard the slapping of flesh against flesh. Her heart slamming in her chest, her pulse pounding in her head, she parted the fan of palm leaflets in front of her and peered through the chink she had formed. Inches behind the palm leaves was a window screen, and through the screen Cindy could see a bedroom bathed in sunlight from a skylight in its ceiling. What she saw in the center of the room, as if on a brightly lit stage, stunned her into absolute frozen fascination and shock: a bed with the covers thrown off, a bare white sheet casing the mattress, a naked woman on her back on the mattress, her legs up in the air and wrapped around the heaving loins of a naked man. The woman's ass was raised by a pillow. The man's cock plunged in and out of the woman's wide-open cunt. The woman's toes curled as the man fucked her. The woman clawed the man's back with her fingernails. The couple looked as if they wanted to murder each other.
"Harder, damn it!" the woman moaned, tossing her head from side to side. "Deeper, you bastard, deeper!" She ground her teeth, moaning as if she were being tortured.
The large hairy man between the woman's legs writhed, grinding all of his naked body down on the woman, scouring her swollen tits with his hairy chest, pounding his distended beer-belly against her heaving smooth abdomen. Their loins collided, pelvic bones cracking together, coupled cock and cunt making obscene squishing noises. The woman pounded the man's hairy ass with her heels. Cuntcream oozed from her cock-stuffed pussy, leaking down into her asscrack like a thick sap.
Cindy watched fascinated as the woman's cunt appeared to clutch and suck at the man's plunging cock. It was as if the woman had a hairy-lipped mouth between her legs, a mouth that wanted to devour the large rod of fuck meat that grew from the man's crotch. The man's swollen, hairy balls flapped as he bounced his ass, thrusting his cock again and again into the woman pinned under him. His huge balls reminded Cindy of the balls of a bull she'd once seen on her grandfather's farm in Vermont.
The woman arched up, her eyes rolling back as if she were dying. Her entire body shuddered and she moaned frantically. "I'm coming, uhhhh, uhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh!"
"Yeah," the man growled, plunging his cock mercilessly. "Come, you dirty bitch, come!"
The woman jerked, ramming her wildly sucking cunt at the man's groin as she fucked his cock with her spasming cunt. Her fingernails sank into his flesh. Her head was thrown back, her neck exposed. The man bit her neck-flesh, fucking her faster and faster.
Cindy couldn't move. She'd never in her life witnessed anything like this and she felt hypnotized by the scene. Conflicting emotions whirled and collided within her, curiosity, disgust, fear, lustful excitement, anger, helplessness and fascination. So this was what it looked like for two people to fuck!
"Stop a minute," the woman moaned, settling back down, her toes uncurling. "Hey, it's too sensitive right after I come. Gimme a break, for christsake!"
"Fuck you!" the man growled, his cock plunging relentlessly. He fucked like a rutting animal.
The woman squirmed, her eyes rolling, her nails sinking into the man's hairy flesh again. "Gimme a break, you bastard! You're gonna drive me outa my mind."
The man fucked harder, ramming his cock again and again into the open cunt of the gasping woman. He seemed to enjoy making her squirm.
You're hurting her, Cindy was ready to scream. Leave her alone, you dirty old man! Cindy could imagine the pain the woman must be in with that huge hard cock stabbing her repeatedly, fucking deep into her body. How could the woman take it, especially now that she'd just come? Although Cindy had never been fucked, she'd jerked herself off enough times to know how sensitive a pussy could be immediately after an orgasm. She couldn't believe that the woman could tolerate a big, bone-hard cock fucking in and out right after she'd climaxed. In fact, Cindy couldn't believe that any girl or woman could tolerate getting fucked at any time. She'd never realized that men's cocks got so big when erect. It was exciting in a way, but it was also terrifying.
I'll never let something like that happen to me, Cindy told herself. I'll never get married, after seeing this. I'll never let any man fuck me.
The man suddenly ripped his cock out of the woman, and the woman fell back, her tits heaving. She sighed, twisting her head sensuously from side to side.
The man, his big prick all wet and throbbing up and down, grabbed the woman by the arm, yanking it. "Come on, up!"
"Let me rest a minute, you old boar," the woman mumbled.
"Damn you, bitch, get up and show me that ass!"
"Go to hell! I'll get up when I'm ready." The woman's lips pursed in a smirk.
"I want you like a sow," the man said, jerking on his slippery cock. "Now get up on your hands and knees!"
The woman crossed her arms and yawned. "When I'm good and ready, fatso."
"You asked for it, slut!" The man suddenly straddled the woman's chest and neck, squashing her tits with his hairy ass. As she opened her mouth to shout at him, he stuffed his cock in it, ramming her words back down her throat. The woman choked, her eyes crossing, her nose buried in the man's groin hair.
Cindy's mouth dropped open even wider. If she'd been shocked before, it was nothing compared to how shocked she was now. She'd never imagined such a thing. This was beyond belief.
"Mmn, yeah, suck that cock!" the man croaked, gripping the woman's ears and ramming his loins repeatedly at her face. "What a hot wet throat! What a tongue! Eat it, cocksucker, suck it off!"
Spit leaked from the comers of the woman's mouth. Her lips were stretched thinly around the man's thick prick. She choked repeatedly as the man fucked her throat, her face red and drenched with sweat. As she was forced to blow the man's cock, she entwined her legs around each other, squeezing and shimmying her thighs together.
She's squeezing herself off, Cindy realized. Cindy had masturbated many times in the same manner, squeezing her thighs together and working her swollen pussy lips against each other until she'd brought herself off. It was an easy way to jerk off and it didn't get her fingers all sticky with pussy cream. Cindy had jerked herself off in the classroom many times using this method.
The woman squirmed on the bed, her shoulders pinned down by the man, her mouth and throat stuffed with the man's sliding prick. As she squirmed, she appeared to be intentionally rubbing her swollen tits against the man's ass, stimulating her thick, finger-like nipples by working them against the man's hairy asscheeks. She rubbed her feet up and down the sheets, sliding her smooth legs together, wiggling her ass and humping her loins, masturbating herself.
"Getting close, baby, getting close." The man rocked his hips rhythmically, sliding his prick in and out of the woman's mouth, fucking her face, fucking her throat.
"Mmn, mmmn!" The woman cooed as she smacked her lips around his big cock. She munched it as if it were a big succulent salami. She still gagged from time to time, but now she appeared to be enjoying the rape of her mouth and throat.
The man fucked slower now than at first, ploughing his cock in deep, grinding his fat balls at the woman's chin. "Use your tongue. Yeah, pleasure it good."
The woman moaned, munching excitedly. She stroked the man's hairy ass with her fingertips, tickled his asscrack, got one hand between his legs and played with his balls. She jerked her head up and down, eating the man's cock hungrily, as if she wanted to gobble it up.
"That's my girl," the man moaned. "Eat it, cocksucker, make it come. Oh, yeahhhh!"
Cindy realized that she was hotter now than she'd been immediately after hopping off her bike. Every cell of her body seemed tight and swollen as if with steam. Her nipples were painfully hard, almost poking through the thin material of her white T-shirt. Her pink shorts strangled her loins, their crotch cutting up between her bloated pussy lips. Her cunt-slit pulsed, leaking hot juice and getting her panties and shorts sticky and wet. Clenching her teeth together to prevent herself from panting audibly, she forced her right hand down her shorts until her fingers came in contact with her moist, swollen cuntflesh.) Her clit twitched against her finger, a burning little bud of meat. Her cunt hole steamed, making sucking pulsations. Unable to control her lust, she slipped a stiff finger inside her pussy and began to fuck herself.
The man's hairy ass bounced, each cheek dimpling slightly as the muscles contracted. His long cock slipped between the woman's lips, sank again and again in her throat. He grunted, fucking faster again, grinding his groin at the woman's nose.
"It's coming!" he gasped. "Yeah, it's coming!"
The woman went into a frenzy of excitement, writhing all over the bed, shimmying her legs together, rubbing the man's ass and balls, sucking his cock with loud smacking, slurping sounds.
The man's head snapped back. His body shuddered, jerking. "Uhhh, awww, ahhhh!" He spurted his cum down the woman's throat. "Yeahhhhh!"
The woman munched hungrily, swallowing the man's cum, choking on his plunging cock. She thrust a hand between her legs suddenly, ripping at her wet pussymeat. Instantly, her entire body quivered. Her toes curled, clawing up bed-sheet. As her orgasm wound through her body, she groaned loudly, sucking the man's spurting prick, eating his fresh jism.
"Take it!" the man gasped. "Oh, Christ!"
Cindy's vision blurred. Every cell of her body tingled. Her pussy felt maddeningly tight. Her finger was buried inside her cunt to the hilt, being eaten and sucked by her seething fuck hole. She could only wiggle her finger. Her shorts were too tight for her to move her hand. Pussy juice ran out of her, drenching her palm. She could smell herself, could smell her female excitement. She squeezed her legs together hard, the fuck-tension welling up in her pussy.
I wanna come, she told herself. I wanna come now!
The delicious sensations began immediately. Her cunt started to contract, her pussy meat prickling and on fire. The hot feelings saturated her cunt, then spread in waves through her legs and up her torso. Her tits pulsed with orgasm just as her cunt did. Her nipples and toes ached, throbbing with itchy sensations. She wished somebody would bite them off. As she brought herself off, she swayed dizzily, in danger of toppling over and crashing through the thick tropical foliage.
There was suddenly an excited pounding on wood. "Mom, Mom, is she in there? I saw her bike. Is she in there? Let me in, Mom."
The woman gave the man a shove, toppling him off her. His jizz-dripping cock popped out of her mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" he said, falling on his back on the mattress.
The woman wiped her mouth with her wrist and cleared her throat. "Tina, stop that pounding!"
"Let me in, Mom, I wanna see her!"
"See who?" shouted the woman, sliding off the bed.
"The babysitter, for christsake!" the man said. "Quit that hammering, little lady, or I'll paddle your ass!"
"But, Daddy!"
"She's not in here," the woman shouted. "She must be outside somewhere. Go out and find her."
Cindy heard running footsteps behind the bedroom door. She quickly pulled her hand out of her pants, although her cunt was still throbbing with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"She's probably lost out there," the woman said. "Poor thing. When are you going to get out there and thin out some of that brush, lazy bastard?"
"Don't get on my back about that again, big mouth. Cancel your goddamned trip and take the clippers to it yourself if you're so damned anxious to clean up the yard. I put in my eight hours a day at the cannery, damn it. I ain't gonna spend every waking moment slaving my ass off."
"Ah, shut up!" the woman said. "Get the boys to do it, then, if you're too damned lazy."
"Tell you what," the man said. "You get 'em to stop beating their meat, and I'll get 'em to clear out some of the brush."
"It's hopeless," the woman said
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy sat in a brown-leather easy chair in the living room, her bare legs crossed self-consciously. She could still smell her cunt, and she was sure that Mr. and Mrs. Kent, seated on the couch across the room from her, could smell it, too. Mr. Kent's leer walked all over her body, taking in her bare legs and feet, moving up to her tits. Cindy was sure her dark tit-cherries were visible to him through the thin white cotton of her T-shirt.
Tina stamped her little bare feet and tugged at Cindy. She wouldn't stop moving. "Come on," Tina whined. "Let's go out and play."
"Tina, behave!" her mother snapped.
"But I wanna go out and play!"
"You'll have plenty of time to play after we leave," Gloria Kent said. She picked up a pack of Kools and tapped one out, lighting it. The woman appeared well-dressed and dignified now, so different from the grunting, cocksucking slut Cindy had watched perform only ten minutes ago.
"How about a beer, Cindy?" Herb Kent said.
Gloria threw a quick glare his way. "Herb, you know she's not old enough to drink. What do you wanna do, get us arrested for giving alcohol to a minor?" She looked back at Cindy, shaking her head. "You'll have to excuse my husband, darling. Sometimes he just doesn't think."
Herb grinned at Cindy, rolling his eyes.
"I drink root beer," Tina announced. "Why can't Cindy drink beer?"
"Go outside and play," Gloria said. "Cindy will be out in a little while."
"Why can't she come now?"
"Because Mommy's got to talk to her before Mommy leaves. Now, out!"
Tina trudged out of the living room, complaining to herself.
Gloria smiled, blowing out a small puff of smoke. "Can you be here every day at three, dear? Herb must leave for work by three-fifteen at the latest. He'll drive you home by midnight at the latest, depending on when he gets home from work."
Cindy nodded. "I can get myself home, though," she said. "I've got my bike."
"In the dark?" Gloria said, frowning. "Don't be silly. Miami is no place for a young girl like you to be out alone at night. It would be suicide, darling, absolute suicide."
As much as Cindy disliked the idea of being driven home every night by Herb Kent, whom she was beginning to regard as a big sweaty bear, she had to agree with Gloria that riding the streets of Coconut Grove and Miami on her bike at night would be dangerous, especially for a young, scantily dressed teenaged girl. It was settled then.
Whoopy! Cindy thought glumly, wishing there was some way she could get out of this mess altogether. She didn't look forward to spending eight or nine hours a day for the next week with a hyperactive brat, nor to riding home every night with Herb. She didn't like the way he kept looking her up and down, as if she were a juicy steak or something. Besides, she was still shook up from what she'd witnessed through the bedroom window.
But taking care of Tina turned out to be less of a chore than Cindy had expected. For one thing, she was able to get in a little sunbathing. Tina's sandbox and an outdoor doll house were out in the sunshine near the brilliant blue-green waters of Biscayne Bay. Much to Cindy's surprise, the Kent property bordered on the bay. Stepping out of the jungle-like growth of the backyard, she was delighted to see a private sandy beach. Sailboats bobbed on the water like gulls a long way out, but except for them, there was no evidence of other people around. After playing some token catch with a beach ball with Tina, and after inspecting the small girl's doll house and dolls, Cindy spread out a blanket and stretched out under the sun. Tina muttered and sang to herself, apparently content to play by herself. After beginning to sweat in her clothes, Cindy dared slip off her T-shirt and bare her tits to the sun. She removed her shorts, too, leaving only her panties on.
After a short time, Tina looked up. "Mommy takes everything off. How come you don't take everything off?"
With a shrug, Cindy peeled off her panties, feeling absolutely wicked. She'd never dared do anything like this before, sunbathing perfectly nude. She stretched out again, letting the sunshine and breeze lick all over her naked skin. Tina paid her no attention, apparently used to seeing her own mother sunbathing in the raw.
Maybe Florida wasn't so bad after all, Cindy mused. Maybe Florida people enjoyed life in ways Vermonters didn't. She spread her legs, feeling her pussy lips part, feeling the breeze lick up and down her moist cunt-slit like a nimble tongue. Before long, she was napping.
Tina woke her sometime later, complaining that she was hungry. Up at the house, Cindy fed the girl a hamburger, fries, and a large bottle of Pepsi. They watched TV then until the sun was setting and the house was dark inside. Tina fell asleep, and Cindy took her upstairs to bed, marching the half-awake girl like a zombie.
This wasn't such a bad job after all, Cindy thought as she undressed the girl and threw a sheet over her. Not bad at all. Now, with the brat asleep, she'd even have time to practice some of her gymnastics exercises in private. Things were working out quite well.
Downstairs in the living room again, Cindy debated whether to clean up the supper dishes, which were scattered around the living room, or to practice her gymnastics first. She decided that the dishes could wait. She'd better do a little stretching before she got too tired.
Moving the coffee table out of, the way, she stood in the middle of the room and did a few twists to loosen up. She bent over at the waist, keeping her lower back flat, and placed her palms flat on the floor. Leaning over farther, her long blonde hair hanging down and piling up on the carpet, she managed to touch her chin to her knees. She was amazed at how loose she was already.
She began sinking down into a full split and immediately realized she was going to rip the crotch of her shorts apart. Straightening up again, she wiggled out of the pink shorts, leaving only her tiny bikini panties covering her pussy and half her ass. She felt sexy, standing here in a strange living room in nothing but her panties and a thin T-shirt, and she was aware of her pussy lips and tits swelling slightly as she became excited.
"Down, girl," she said aloud, and sank easily to a full split, her smooth legs forming a perfect line, her toes pointed.
Balanced on her heels, the undersides of her legs, and her crotch, she sat perfectly upright, stretching her back and neck, lifting her tits high. She turned her head from side to side to loosen up her neck a little, then began swaying from side to side at the hips. She felt a pleasant stretch in her spine and along the insides of her legs. She was wonderfully loose and relaxed.
She leaned forward then, until her belly, tits, and chin were resting on the floor. Her legs maintained their perfect line. Her toes remained pointed. The ease of her stretching surprised her.
"Who are you?"
Had she not been so loose, Cindy would have strained or torn a half-dozen muscles as she sat bolt upright, her heart slamming with shock at the sound of the sudden voice. Breathless, she stared up at a wild-looking boy who had planted himself in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room.
"I'm the babysitter," she answered. "Cindy Smith. Who are you?"
"Bobby Kent," the boy said. "I just live here, if you wanna know." He stepped into the room, his bare feet filthy with black grime, his bare torso and legs tanned almost as dark. His mop of sun-bleached hair, which stood out in all directions, looked as if it had never been combed or washed, as if the winds of a hurricane had snarled it. The short, tight denim shorts he wore looked almost as old as he was, and full of holes.
He stood about a foot in front of her, staring down at the top of her head. He smelled like a combination boy's locker room and barn. "What ya doing?"
"Stretching," Cindy said. "I'm a gymnast."
"I thought you were kissing the floor," the boy said. "It looked real dumb."
Cindy placed both hands on the floor and pushed herself up until she could get her feet flat on the floor and resume a standing position. She found herself face-to-face with the boy. They were identical in height, about five feet. The kid had freckles on his nose, which appeared to crawl like small brown bugs as he wrinkled it. His breath smelled of some kind of sickeningly sweet chewing gum or candy, a grape flavor.
"Have you eaten yet?" Cindy asked for lack of something better to say. She forced a smile.
"Yeah, I ate. What ya think I am, a baby or something? I can take care of myself. You ain't babysitting for me. Just don't go thinking you are."
"Right," Cindy said with a nervous laugh. She backed away from the boy, stepping on a plate containing Tina's half-eaten hamburger, and she fell on the couch behind her with a yelp.
The boy laughed. "That was real dumb."
Cindy exhaled, her heart pounding. She'd thought she'd stepped on a rat. "Look, why don't you-"
"Wanna get crazy?" the kid cut in. He dug in his pocket, then produced a book of matches and, a tiny stub of a home-rolled cigarette. He popped the stub in his mouth and lit it.
"No, thank you," Cindy said, shocked that the boy would smoke in his own house, shocked that a boy his age would smoke to begin with. Back in her hometown in Vermont, such a thing would be unimaginable.
The kid pursed his lips, sucking in smoke and holding it in his lungs. He exhaled with a giggle. "You don't know what you're missing, cunt."
Cindy couldn't hide her surprise at being addressed with such a word. He had probably leaned it from his parents, she thought, remembering the disgusting way Gloria and Herb Kent had spoken to each other in bed this afternoon.
The boy sucked on his sloppy cigarette stub until he managed to burn both his fingers and lips. Cursing, he let the glowing bit of paper drop to the carpet, then ground it out with his bare heel, cursing some more as he seared his foot. Then he looked at Cindy. His gaze fell between her spread legs, and he jerked back comically.
"Hey, you ain't wearing pants. You just got your panties on. How come?"
Cindy wanted to clamp her legs together, but she didn't want to give the boy the satisfaction of knowing he was shaking her up: She kept her legs spread, her face flushing with hot embarrassment as she displayed her crotch to the gawking kid. She was sure some of her blonde pussy hairs were visible to the boy, curled out around the edges of her panty crotch.
"I don't have any leotards here," she said. "I can't exercise in my shorts because they're too tight."
The kid giggled. "Too tight, huh?"
"Yes, too tight." She didn't know what the boy was insinuating by his question, but whatever it was, she was sure she didn't like it.
The boy's hand suddenly moved to his crotch and he began to rub the swollen mass in his shorts. "You were rubbing your pussy on the floor, weren't ya, when I came in? You were rubbing it on the floor and trying to get off, weren't ya?" He leered at her with big white teeth.
Cindy was speechless. After a few moments she managed to mutter, "You're crazy." She couldn't look at the boy. Instead, her eyes were focused on his shameless brown hand as he rubbed his cock through his pants.
"I ain't crazy," he said. "I'm horny. I'm always horny. Know what I like to do best? I like to lick pussy." He stumbled to her, dropping down on his knees between her legs. Before she could react in any way, he was biting at her pussy, right through the material of her panties.
Cindy moaned as a rush of tingles gnawed through her cunt, arched up gasping as the boy's electric teeth sank into her swelling pussy lips. "Don't," she mumbled, pushing at the boy's head. "Oh, don't!"
The boy pulled the moist crotch aside, exposing her cunt to his naked tongue. "Mmm, yummy!" He licked up and down her cunt, prying her pussy lips apart with his grubby little fingers. His hot tongue slithered up and down, licking deep between her pussy lips, working its way into her juicy cunt hole.
Cindy squirmed on the couch, gasping, her heart hammering. Fuck-tingles streamed through her body. She moaned loudly, unable to stifle herself. She draped one naked leg over the boy's shoulder, rubbing her foot up and down his hot back, digging into his flesh with her toes. She was surprised at how padded with muscle his back was, little shrimp that he was.
Suddenly the boy was tugging at her panties, trying to pull them off. Her ass rose off the couch automatically, allowing the boy to peel the panties off her ass. As the panties were pulled down her legs, Cindy felt wickedly excited and terribly naked. She'd never been bare-assed in front of a male before. As the panties, were flicked off over her toes, she clamped her legs together, overcome by a sense of shame and vulnerability. Her thighs slipped together, slick with pussy cream. She was disgustingly wet between her legs.
"Spread 'em!" the boy muttered, frantically trying to tug her legs apart, gouging her thighs with his dirty fingernails. "I ain't done eating yet." He rammed his freckled nose into her cunt-bush, twisting his head, biting, tugging at her thighs until they seemed to spread of their own will. "Mnnnnn, mmmmmm!" He mashed his mouth on her naked cunt, sucking up mouthfuls of hairy, dripping cunt meat, chewing on it, slurping and sucking, guzzling her tart female juices.
Cindy slumped against the back of the couch, twisting her head from side to side. Her tits heaved. She kept arching up and grunting as the boy's teeth or tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot.
"Pussy!" he muttered. "Hot pussy!" His lips sank between her pussy lips, fastening between them like a leech. He sucked as if he wanted to turn her cunt inside out.
Her cunt contracted, spurting juice. He smacked his lips, swallowing greedily. His tongue wriggled up inside her like a snake. Tingles flooded Cindy's cunt hole and asshole. She clamped his head between her thighs, rubbed her crotch in his face and ran the hot soles of her bare feet up and down his back.
It felt so good! She couldn't believe how good it felt. Even her best jack-off session of all time hadn't felt this good. Nothing she'd ever experienced could compare with it.
"Ohhh, please!" she moaned, arching up, driving her crotch in the boy's mouth, writhing against the back of the couch. It was almost more than she could stand. She didn't know whether she wanted the boy to stop or to go on licking and eating her out forever. It felt as if needles were jabbing her nipples and toes. Her clit was so hard, it was surely going to split. The juice was pouring out of her, and the boy sounded like a pig at the trough as he munched her pussymeat and sucked up her cream.
Cindy buried her fingers in the boy's thick hair, getting a grip on it, winding her fingers in it. She held the boy's head tightly and humped at his face, fucking his face the way she sometimes fucked her hand or a pillow she had clamped between her legs. The boy growled, chewing at her pussy like a dog as she ground her slimy crotch at his mouth. His tongue shot inside her, pistoning, twisting, turning her sensitive cunt meat to a seething, quivering mass.
"Oh, God, that's so good!" Cindy whimpered. "It feels so good." Gazing down, she caught sight of the boy's jerking right arm.
Bending her Head further forward, she saw his brown fist wrapped around his swollen cock, jerking it off. The boy's prickhead was glossy and purple. A thick clear fluid oozed from his piss hole, getting his prickhead and hand greasy. Cindy imagined she could smell the boy's cock. Reaching down, she dipped her finger into the boy's fuck lube, rimming the edges of his open pisshole with her fingertip. She raised her hand to her lips then and tasted the boy's cock-fluid. It was warm, thick, and slightly salty. She couldn't believe she had actually tasted it. The fuck-tension in her loins reached maddening levels.
"I wanna come," she moaned. "Suck me off, ohhhhhh, baby!"
The boy jerked his head up and down, driving his stiff tongue in and out of her clutching pussy hole. Pussy cream dripped from his nose and chin. Her jerked his hand up and down his cock to the same rhythm as his tongue-fucking. As his lips mashed Cindy's fuck hole again and again, he sucked fiercely, munching her dripping cunt flesh, eating her out. His tongue corkscrewed deep inside her.
"Ohhh, yesss, ohhhh, yessss!" Cindy whimpered as currents of electrical fuck-sensation whirled through her humping teenaged loins. "Eat meeee, ohhhhh eat meeeee!"
The boy growled, cooed and moaned, sucking her pussy, biting it, licking it out. His tongue jabbed at the tender folds of her cunt-walls, making her eyes roll. Digging her fingernails into his scalp, Cindy churned her crotch at the boy's mouth, breathless from her frantic humping, dizzy with lust. All at once, her pleasure surged to a peak. Daggers of fuck-itch saturated her cunt, needled her toes, her nipples, her clit. Crushing the boy's blond head between her legs, she exploded.
"Ohhhhhh!" She arched up, writhing, twisting her head from side to side. Her toes clenched, clawing the boy's back. "Eeeeh!" Her mind whirled. She thought she was going to pass out. "Ohhhh, God!"
The boy groaned loudly, sinking his teeth deep into her swollen, spasming cunt meat. His tongue whipped around and around inside her clutching cunt. He sucked the pussy cream out of her. At the same time, his own fuck cream spurted from his cock, some of it splatting against the side of Cindy's left thigh. As the hot, sticky fluid creamed Cindy's leg, she shivered with a renewed excitement.
"Oh, God! Oh, God, yes!" she muttered. She caught some of the warm jism as it dripped from her thigh and quickly spread it on her smooth leg-flesh. Her nostrils flared, catching the aroma of the alkaline-scented fluid The boy chewed her pussy, nearly sucking it inside-out as he brought Cindy off and simultaneously jerked himself off. As Cindy's orgasm began to subside, she relaxed her thigh-lock on his head, and he sank away from her, his face red and sticky, his eyes glassy. Cindy dropped her legs, slumping back. Her tits rose and fell as her lungs heaved. She felt too weak to move.
The boy pushed himself to his feet with effort. He milked his slightly softened cock, catching a drop of thick fuck cream on his grubby fingertips. He inspected the cock-ooze, made a face, and wiped the sticky fluid on his leg. Then he stuffed his prick back in his I shorts. "I'm going to bed," he said, wiping the cunt juice off his lips with the back of his wrist. "I'm all mellowed out." He left the living-room, a few of the stairs creaking as he trudged up them.
Cindy lay there, trying to collect herself. It had all happened so fast. Right now she felt as if she were waking up from a dream. She gathered her strength and stood up, jerking I her foot up as she suddenly stepped in some I cool, slimy fluid on the carpet. "Oh, yuk!" The boy had shot his cum all over the side of the couch and on the carpet in front of it. A small puddle of it lay on Tina's discarded dinner plate alongside the half-eaten hamburger.
"Crap!" Cindy ran to the kitchen for some paper towels. What would Mr. and Mrs. Kent think if they found this stuff dried on their carpet and furniture?
Dirty animal! Cindy thought, returning to the living room with the towels, then crouching to clean up the boy's mess.
She couldn't believe she was doing this, cleaning up a boy's cum. Here she was in a strange house, dressed in nothing but her T-shirt, and cleaning up the cock-juice of a filthy boy she'd only first laid eyes on ten minutes ago. It was unreal.
The scent of jism filled her head and she began to feel dizzy. Maybe it was all her imagination, but the smell of male fuck cream was getting to her. She felt a trickle of warm juice dribble from between her cunt lips and leak down her leg. It was ridiculous, perverted even, but she was starting to get turned on again. Bending low, she sniffed the cum on the dinner plate. Unable to help herself, she began to lap the cool, sticky puddle up. The stuff had a slightly foul, peppery flavor which both revolted and thrilled her.
I'm eating a boy's cum, she thought. It was too much! She ran to the kitchen to rinse out her mouth.
CHAPTER THREE
Cindy was finishing up the supper dishes when she heard the car drive up outside. Her first thought that Herb Kent had come home from work early. The clock above the kitchen sink read only nine-thirty though, so she wondered if maybe this other Kent boy was now home. Rick Kent, she'd been told, was older than Bobby, and would be a senior at Miami Senior High School in the fall.
Cindy wiped her hands and went to the living room to await the arrival of whoever had driven up. She sat on the couch and stared at the TV so she would appear as if she weren't waiting for anybody. The canned laughter of some comedy show rose and fell at regular intervals on the TV. Cindy kept her ears cocked, expecting at any moment to hear a door open and the sound of footsteps. Her heart pounded and she began to sweat. Suddenly she felt like running to the bathroom to hide.
Five minutes later Cindy was still sitting tensely on the couch, her ears mechanically catching the punch lines of meaningless jokes. The TV sound swelled as a commercial hit the screen, and Cindy was jolted out of her semi trance.
What had happened to whoever had driven up?
She went to the kitchen and peered out the screen door. It was black outside except for a low glow of light somewhere beyond the shrubs and trees within fifty feet of the house. Listening intently, she thought she heard a voice, perhaps some giggles, but she couldn't be sure.
Cindy stepped out the door, wondering whether she was being at all sensible. She would likely trip over a vine and break her neck in the dark, if she didn't get eaten by whatever creapy-crawly things prowled the darkness in this jungle. She needed to know who was out there, however, or she'd be a nervous wreck by the time Herb arrived to drive her home.
She tiptoed along a path in the direction of the faint light, the sand cool under feet. She had no idea where she was going. There were so many paths through this overgrown mess that she might be making her way to the bay to confront some smugglers whose boat had run ashore.
Suddenly the light was close and very bright. She was coming into a clearing, which she at once realized had to be the driveway, for a stucco garage sat at the end of it and a car was parked directly in front of the garage. A floodlight above one of the garage doors shined down on an open convertible in which two people moved and made sounds. The boy, his shoulder-length hair brushing his bare shoulders as he tossed his head from side to side, had to be Rick Kent. But who the longhaired girl was, her big tits wobbling as she faced him and bounced up and down in his lap, Cindy had no way of knowing. And he was fucking her in the front seat of the convertible, licking and kissing her naked tits as she rubbed them in his face.
"Suck 'em, baby, suck 'em," the girl said, breathless and giggling. "Give 'em a bath.
Lick 'em all over." She squealed as the boy sucked vigorously on one of her nipples. "Oooh, I just love that!"
Cindy stepped back out of the light, her heart slamming. So guys and girls actually did things like this when they went out and parked. She'd never actually believed it, had always thought the stories her giggling girlfriends had told her were just big talk, big dirty talk. Well, here they were, a high-school couple fucking right before her eyes, and in a parked convertible yet! And as far as Cindy could see, they were both stark naked.
"God, you're tight!" the boy mumbled. "I love fucking tight pussy."
The girl giggled, riding up and down ceaselessly. "I can make it tighter, stud." She appeared to tense up, to hold her breath.
"Ohhh, Christ!" The boy writhed, rolling his head along the top of the backrest. "Shit, you're skinning it alive! Oh, fuck, lay off, I'm gonna come!"
The girl shot straight up in the air, laughing as she disengaged herself from the boy's cock.
The boy slumped back, breathing heavily. "Christ, that was close! You almost made me lose it, slut."
"Poor baby," the girl said, petting his head. "I'm not worried, stud. You've got more than one load in you. I can make that prick of yours hard again and again if I want to, all night long, if I want to. Don't underestimate Darla."
"Shut up and sit on it," the boy said. "I wanna fuck your juicy cunt."
"Go to it, stud." The girl reached down to guide the boy's cock back up her fuck hole. She wiggled her ass as she got his prickhead in, then screwed herself down on the boy's stiff cock to the hilt. "Ooooh, Ricky, it's so big!"
Rick panted, twisting his head from side to side again. "Nine inches, and don't you forget it."
"How could I?" Darla said, slipping up and down on the boy's prick, her naked body squirming in his arms. "Ooooh, Ricky, let's fuck!"
"Fuck you!" the boy moaned. "Oh, yeah, fuck you!" He jerked his loins up and down, jabbing his cock in and out of the girl as she rode him.
Cindy had slipped off the path and into the dense vegetation. The couple made so much noise that they didn't hear her rustling the leaves. The car radio, turned low but very audible in the still night air, throbbed with a brassy rock rhythm which matched the fucking rhythm of the boy and girl. Cindy sat in the deep growth of plants, her face shaded by overhanging foliage, but able to see the couple clearly through the open car door on the driver's side.
Floor lights in the car illuminated its interior and reflected off Rick's rigid, gleaming prick shaft, which appeared and disappeared alternately as Darla's cunt moved up and down around it, alternately releasing, then engulfing his thick, nine-inch cockshaft. With light pouring down from the floodlight above, and the lights shining up from the interior of the convertible, Cindy enjoyed an unrestricted view of the naked boy and girl and of their coupled fuck meat. She sat in the bushes less than ten feet from the fucking pair, able not only to see them and hear them clearly, but to smell them as well. The smell of the boy's sweaty balls and armpits and of the girl's drooling cunt wafted Cindy's way on the barely moving night breeze. The aroma excited her as much as the sight and sound.
"Mmn yeah, mmn yeah!" Rick muttered throatily as the lewd girl slipped up and down on his fucker. His big muscular hands roved all over her back, rubbing circles on her lower spine, pinching her asscheeks. He shoved his thick fingers in her ass cleft, gripped her ass tight and lifted her up and down, helping to set the rhythm of her fucking.
The girl wriggled as she bounced, baring her teeth, tossing her head. Her hands were braced on Rick's wide shoulders. She continued to rub her big wobbling tits all over the stud's face, getting her nipples between his lips, teasing him to suck them.
"Suck my tits," she whispered. "It makes my cunt go crazy when you suck my tits."
Rick gnawed into her big bumpy nipples, and the girl's eyes nearly popped out.
"Oooooh!" she moaned, chewing her lips. "Bite 'em bite 'em!"
As Rick gnawed and sucked the girl's nipples, pussy juice ran out of her, drenching his hard cock, running down over his big swollen balls. Her cunt made squishing, liquid noises as it sucked his cock. The aroma of steaming pussy became stronger in the air, more pungent.
All of a sudden the girl gasped. Whimpers escaped her gaping mouth as her naked body went into shivering spasms. "I'm coming," she moaned. "Ohhhh, I'm coming!"
"Goddamn!" Rick mumbled, his mouth full of swollen tit. He sucked her nipple vigorously as she squirmed and squealed with orgasm, fucking herself up and down on his cock as she brought herself off.
Cindy's own cunt pulsated, her pussy lips swollen around the crotch of her panties and shorts, which had pulled up like a gag between them. She was seated cross-legged on the sandy ground, her heart pounding, her face flushed with heat. The ache in her crotch was driving her insane. She tried to imagine what Darla was feeling, her naked body impaled on Rick's huge hard cock, her tit stuffed in his mouth, her pussy contracting with spasm after spasm. Reaching up under her T-shirt, Cindy began to knead and caress her own tits, which were swollen as large and tight as Darla's.
Darla slumped forward, melting in Rick's arms. Her face was flushed deeply and beaded with sweat. She sank down to the hilt on his cock, her arms around his neck, her body going limp.
Rick squirmed under her, bucking his loins. "Ride it, cocksucker, ride it!"
Darla licked his nose. "Cool it a second, huh? Let my batteries recharge."
"Damn it, I wanna come!" Rick grabbed the girl under her arms, trying to lift her up and down on his cock.
Darla giggled, dead weight in the boy's arms, dead weight in his lap.
"Well, fuck you!" Rick bellowed, and suddenly it was as if he were exploding. Like a wrestler throwing off an opponent, he rolled Darla aside and slid out from under her.
Laughing out of control, Darla was helpless as the lust-maddened youth bent her over the back-rest of the car seat and mounted her from behind. Her torso dangled over the back of the seat, her head, hair, and tits hanging toward the floor. Her body appeared to be jackknifed over the seat, her ass up so high that the boy had to stand up to fuck her. As he drove his long, thick, juice-dripping prick up her cunt from behind, she grunted and gasped as if with surprise.
The boy sighed as he buried his cock in her. "Oh, yeah, hot tight pussy!" Gripping her naked hips, he began to hump, working his long cock in and out of her. Pussy juice dripped from his long, sliding prick. He rubbed his lower belly against the girl's ass as he fucked again and again into her pussy.
Darla managed to brace her hands on the back seat. Her long hair still dangled toward the floor, but she wasn't completely hanging as she had been. She breathed heavily, as if out of breath.
"Fuck you!" she gasped.
"No, fuck you," Ricky growled, driving his cock in viciously. "I'm gonna blow your guts out when I come, baby."
"Animal!" Darla said, wiggling her ass wildly as the boy reamed out her pussy hole. "Big dumb old donkey!"
"Sow!" Rick said, panting as he humped faster, his huge prick fucking in and out of the girl's wet cunt. "Whore!"
Darla laughed, jerking her ass backward to meet the boy's hard thrusts. She rotated her upturned ass against his abdomen, helping him fuck her.
Cindy wasn't sure what to make of this. One second they were calling each other names as if they wanted to kill each other. The next second they were laughing, gritting their teeth and fucking as if they couldn't get enough of each other. The faster Rick fucked Darla, the more she wriggled and squealed. The boy's cock resembled a billy club as it fucked in and out of the girl. How could Darla take it? Cindy wondered. And was she really enjoying it as much as she appeared to be?
"Cream me, you horny bastard." Darla looked down over her hip, licking her lips, her eyes following the movements of the boy's loins and cock as he fucked her. She gyrated her ass. "Come on, cream me. Let's see what kind of load you've got."
"I've got more than you can hold, baby."
"Show me, then. Come on, shoot that hot jizz into me."
Cindy strained her eyes, wanting to take in every movement the boy made, wanting to see the veins on his cock and the hairs on his balls. She watched his muscular ass contracting, saw the muscles of his body tighten and define themselves as he thrust. She tried to imagine what it would be like to have Rick mounted on her own ass, to have his huge prick fucking in and out of her. The thought was enough to make her shiver, both with fear and excitement. She rubbed her pussy through the crotch of her shorts, working the heel of her palm up and down. Her pussy lips were swollen like balloons, and her crotch steamed.
Rick tossed his head and chewed his lips. His eyes were slits, his face turned upward. All his strength and concentration appeared directed into his loins and through his long cock. In and out, in and out, he fucked his prick, ramming his hard loins against Darla's ass, fucking his cock deep inside her.
"Yeah, mmn yeah!" he grunted, breathless as he fucked the girl's pussy faster and faster, his belly smacking her naked ass like a hand.
Darla panted, gasping and grunting with the youth's relentless thrusting. "Oh, God, oh, fuck!"
"Ohhh, fuck you, fuck you!" Rick fucked even faster, his prick pistoning, his heavy balls flapping.
Juice ran out off Darla's pussy, dripping from her cunt-hair, dribbling down her legs. "Ohhh, Rick, give it to me!"
Rick slapped her ass. "Tighten it, tighten it!"
"Ohhh, cream me!" Darla growled, grinding her ass against the youth's lower belly, churning her cunt around and around his cock. "Cream me, oh, please!"
"Oh, shit!" Rick became motionless for a moment, his back arched, his loins thrust forward, his cock buried to the hilt inside the girl. Then he started to shake. "Take it, baby! Oh, Christ!" His body jerked as he pumped his cum into Darla.
Darla gibbered excitedly, wiggling her ass, milking the jism out of the youth. Suddenly she threw her head back, her eyes rolling ecstatically. "Oh, Ricky, I'm coming!"
"Fuck youuuuuu!" the youth growled, collapsing on top of the grunting bitch as he poured his hot fuck cream into her.
They shook together as the spasms wound through their teenaged loins, the boy spurting his hot jism into the girl's clutching, sucking pussy.
"Oh, shit!" Rick moaned. "Fuck!"
Cindy's eyes gaped, rolling back in her head. She clawed at her aching, burning, juicing pussy as the spasms began in her own loins. Rubbing the heel of her right hand vigorously up and down between her legs, pinching and kneading her nipples with her other hand, she brought herself off, holding her breath so she wouldn't cry out with pained pleasure. It felt so good, almost too good. She wondered if Rick and Darla were feeling as good as she was, or whether they were feeling even better.
Rick plunged his flexing prick in and out, his thick white jism dripping from his prickshaft and from Darla's hairy, spasm-wracked cunt. The coupled fuckers moaned loudly while Cindy moaned silently to herself.
CHAPTER FOUR
More than an hour after Cindy had rubbed off her pussy while watching Rick and Darla fuck in the front seat of the convertible, she was sitting in the living room of the Kents' house again, trying to keep her mind on the movie on the TV set. It was a horror movie and ordinarily, Cindy would have been engrossed in such a movie, chewing her fingernails, screaming as if she herself were a victim in the movie. Tonight, however, she stared at the screen blankly, only from time to time aware that a picture danced across it. Instead of seeing the TV picture, she kept seeing Rick and Darla in her mind's eye, kept seeing Rick's huge fucker plunging in Darla's juicy cunt. Cindy's panties and shorts were drenched in the crotch, but she had no other clothes to change into.
She checked the clock on the end table and realized that before long Herb Kent was due home. She'd be wise to go upstairs to the bathroom now and look around for some perfume or something else with which to deodorize her crotch. She was sure the living-room reeked with the smell of her wet, smoldering pussy. Not only would she be thoroughly mortified if Herb Kent were to detect her scent, but she feared her female aroma might stimulate him.
On the TV screen a young girl was screaming as she floated helplessly around a room, her body involuntarily levitated by a ghost. The girl's long hair hung toward the floor, the only part of her apparently not supported by the levitating force. Cindy was immediately reminded of Darla's long hair dangling toward the car floor as Rick had thrown her over the back-rest of the front seat and had mounted her from behind like an animal. Cindy crossed her legs, squeezing them tightly together as waves of itchy fuck-sensation pulsed through her steaming cunt-flesh. That sight had excited her terribly. She knew she'd never forget it. Nor would she ever forget the hot fucking and the cries of pleasure as the coupled boy and girl had spasmed. Cindy had sat hidden in the bushes for several minutes after they had dressed and had backed down the long, winding driveway, on their way to someplace. She'd sat there a long while after their headlights had disappeared, too stunned and weak to move. Finally, she'd crept out of the bushes and had stumbled back to the house in the dark.
Up, she told herself now, up and to the bathroom. Find some perfume or something for your crotch. Maybe she could even wash her panties and shorts, then dry them quickly with a hair drier. Why hadn't she thought of that sooner? She had no time to lose. Herb would be home any time now.
"Hey, how ya doing?" Rick Kent strode into the room, his feet padding like lion's paws, his white teeth dazzling. He was dressed in the same clothing-or lack of it-as when he'd backed out of the driveway an hour ago, tight, faded blue jeans and nothing else. His long, sun-bleached hair resembled a lion's mane. He was as tan as his brother.
Cindy almost hit the ceiling as he appeared through the doorway, her heart lodging momentarily in her throat. "Don't you people ever knock?" she half-shouted, embarrassed and almost angry because of the scare he'd given her.
"Hey, cool it," Rick said, sliding down on the couch beside her. "What's wrong, I scare you or something?"
"You could say that," Cindy said. "I mean, you just appeared there without a sound, like a ghost or something." She spoke more softly now, beginning to feel her old self-consciousness in the presence of a boy roughly her own age. "Your brother did the same thing, came in without a sound."
Rick eyed her, his head turned to the left toward her. She was aware of the rounded muscles of his shoulders, of his thick chest muscles, of his height-nearly a foot taller than she-although she was too intimidated to look at him except out of the comer of her eye.
"How do you know I ain't a ghost?" he said, smirking slightly. "In fact, how do you know who I am, or that somebody else is my brother? How do you know I ain't a burglar or something else?"
Cindy tried to laugh. The sound she made sounded nervous. "How do you know who I am?" she countered with, pleased that she was able to say anything at all in a voice that didn't quaver. "I don't," the boy said, laying his arm on the couch behind her neck. The air was suddenly saturated with the smell of his sweaty armpit. "I just thought you're probably Tina's babysitter while the old lady's bumming around up in Jacksonville." His big fingers fell on her left shoulder, feeling hot and moist and heavy to Cindy. "But if you ain't, what's the difference? I mean, who cares who you are when you got great legs and a pair of tits like these?" His hand suddenly moved under the collar of Cindy's T-shirt, sliding down and moved under the collar of Cindy's T-shirt, sliding down and cupping her left tit.
Cindy's heart slammed. "Don't!" she squeaked.
The boy's big sweaty hand felt her tit all over, rubbed the sensitive bumps of her tit-cherry, pinched and rolled her nipple. Cindy's eyes rolled, nearly popping out. Her cunt contracted again and again. She began to pant, her heart slamming in her chest. The boy slid closer, pressing his leg against her bare thigh, pressing his hot bare torso against her right side. The aroma of his armpit overpowered her senses. She shivered, as if drugged by the youth's virility.
"Please," she muttered. It was a token plea. Cindy knew she was helpless. The boy would do whatever he wanted to with her. She realized now that her fear of boys was well-founded. She was losing all control of herself in the presence of this sweaty youth.
The boy guided her right hand to his groin. She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it down firmly, forcing her to feel his cock through his jeans.
"Like it?" he said, nuzzling her fine blonde hair aside and breathing in her ear. "Bet you never felt one that big, did ya?"
"Oh!" she gasped, trembling all over, her eyes welling with hot tears of excitement. The boy's prick throbbed against her palm like a breathing animal. She could feel its heat, could sense its power. And it was so big, so long, so thick. It terrified her as much as thrilled her.
"Rub it," the boy whispered, nipping the skin on her neck with his sharp teeth, pushing her hand up and down the length of his rock-hard prick. "You like licking prick, baby? You like sucking cock?"
"Oh!" was all Cindy could get out. The youth's prick was the hardest thing she'd ever felt in her life. She'd had no idea cocks got this hard.
The boy shoved both his hands under her T-shirt, stroking her all over her tits and belly. "Smooth and warm," he muttered. He got his open mouth over her hips, then slipped his tongue between them. His tongue filled her mouth like putty. His spit leaked down her throat.
Cindy's eyes rolled back. Her mouth opened as the boy's tongue slipped down her throat. As he French kissed her, squeezing both her tits simultaneously, tweaking her nipples, she rubbed and squeezed his huge cock, able to feel the edges of its swollen knob. They moaned together, Cindy's loins whirling inside with pleasure, her pussy swollen and tight. She clamped her legs together rhythmically, dizzy with lust.
The boy pulled his tongue out of her throat and licked her face. "Unzip me," he said. "Take out my big prick and suck it." He pushed her over, forcing her face down over his lap. "Unzip me. Suck my cock. Come on, quick."
Cindy didn't like the change of tone in the boy's voice. There was a mean edge to it, a slightly drunken edge, as if the boy was starting to get a little crazy. She fumbled with his zipper, working it open with difficulty due to the tension caused by the boy's swollen cock. The boy's prickshaft bulged from his open fly, moist and smelly, gnarled with bloated veins. There was the aroma of Darla's cunt all over his thick slab of fuck meat. Cindy saw brownish hairs curling around the base of it.
"Lick it," Rick said, pushing her head down, mashing her lips and nose to his throbbing cock. "Go on, lick it."
Cindy sniveled. She knew she shouldn't be doing something so wicked. And the boy's cock reeked besides, coated all over with dried jism and pussy cream. She couldn't lick the filthy thing.
"Come on, babysitter." Rick shoved her lips and nose up and down his prickshaft. "You'll love it, once you get a taste."
Still sniveling, Cindy allowed her lips to part, allowed her tongue to slip between them and against the boy's veiny prickshaft. She tasted tartness and saltiness.
"That's it. Nibble on that hunk of cock meat." Rick released her head, unsnapping his jeans and opening them fully. His prick sprang out, uncoiling like a snake. The head of it throbbed against his abdomen well up past his navel.
Cindy stared at his huge prick, unable to believe how big it was. Close up, his cock appeared even larger than it had when Rick had used it to fuck Darla's cunt.
Rick grinned down at her. "You ain't never seen one that big before, have ya?" He lifted his ass, pushing his jeans halfway down his thighs, exposing his balls. "Pleasure me, baby."
As Cindy slipped off the couch to kneel in front of the boy, he continued sliding his jeans down his long, hairy legs. As he kicked them off completely, slouching totally naked on the couch before her, Cindy moved in between his spread legs, her eyes focused on the huge hairy balls and the throbbing cock she'd been ordered to pleasure. She swallowed, shaking all over.
Rick took her head in his hands again, pushing it down until her nose was buried in his ball-sac. She felt his two balls roll against the sides of her nose. The pungent smell nearly knocked her out.
"Well, lick!" Rick said. "You're about the slowest cocksucking chick I ever met. What're you waiting for, a written invitation?"
Gingerly, Cindy began to lap at the youth's balls. They were salty, moist all over with sweat. The boy moaned the moment her tongue touched his balls, and he started to squirm, massaging his prick.
"Yeah," he said. "Lick 'em, suck on 'em. Yeah!"
The youth's balls seemed to twist and roll in their brownish, hairy sac as she bathed them with her lapping tongue. She slurped all over them, salivating profusely, in a state of fascinated shock. She was actually doing it, licking a boy's balls! Impossible!
"Mmn, suck them nuts! Yeah!" Rick rubbed his ass on the couch, rubbed the soles of his feet on the carpet, squirmed and jacked his cock. "Here, take it," he said suddenly, shoving his prick into Cindy's hands. "Pleasure it."
Cindy's heart slammed as her small hands surrounded Rick's over-sized prick. She was panting with such excitement that she was dizzy. She forced herself to hold onto his throbbing cylinder of rock-hard prick, even though her impulse was to drop it as if it were a live rattlesnake. Prick-arteries tickled her fingers like flicking tongues. The boy's prick nearly burned her palms. Fuck lube bubbled from the gaping pisshole at the tip of his hugely swollen cockknob, oozing down the back of his prickshaft like a thick, clear venom. Cindy's eyes crossed as she focused on the throbbing slab of male fuck meat she held in her shaking hands.
"Suck it off!" Rick moaned, squirming as if he were being tortured. "Don't just look at it, jack it off, lick it, eat it, for christsake! What're you trying to do, give me blue balls?" He grabbed the base of his cock and banged its dripping head against Cindy's lips.
In a sudden panic, Cindy began to work her hands up and down his prickshaft, began to lap at the back of the head. She tasted fuck lube. It was thick and sappy, slightly salty. Rick slumped back with a sigh, allowing her to pleasure him. Her hands shimmied up and down, passing over his gnarled prick-veins and the ring-like bumpiness of his cock shaft. As she masturbated the groaning youth, she bent his prick this way and that so she could lick all around his prickhead. The taste of pussy cream and prick-sweat and fuck lube both disgusted and thrilled her. The more she licked, the more she salivated and the hungrier she got. Her tongue traveled up and down the full length of his prick shaft. She slurped at the youth's balls again, coating them with her warm saliva, sucking them, nibbling them. The boy's cock squirmed and bucked in her hands like a slippery fish.
"Ohhh, shit, yeahhh!" Rick sighed, humping rhythmically as Cindy licked his fuck meat. "You do it good, baby, yeahh!" His thick fingers wove themselves in her hair, massaging her scalp. "Eat my prick, babysitter, oh, eat it!"
Cindy slid her hot, flushed cheeks up the youth's excited prick, amazed again at how burning-hot it was, and how hard. As she bent her huge fucker toward her, she watched fuck lube bubble from his wide-open cumhole. The thick lube ran down over her thumbs like warm syrup and she couldn't resist licking it off. Her tongue continued on up, licking the rear of his hot prickknob.
"Ohhh, shit!" the boy moaned, writhing. "Lick it right there. Feels so good!"
Cindy churned her tongue up and down the rear of the boy's prickhead and slightly below it, stifling the urge to giggle as she watched the boy twist and writhe as if she were torturing him. Her mouth fastened around the end of the fat knob, her tongue licking out his lube-oozing pisshole. As her lips slid downward, his huge cockhead filled her mouth, stretching her jaws. The boy applied pressure to her head, forcing her to swallow several inches of his prickshaft in addition to his knob, and Cindy choked, her warm spit running down all over the throbbing cock. The pressure of the boy's hands lessened, and Cindy recovered from her choking, sucking in air.
"Blow that big fucker!" the boy mumbled. "Suck it off. Suck the jizz out of it."
Cindy's hands and tongue and lips moved instinctively. Her hands moved in unison, sliding up and down his thick prickshaft while her head bobbed and her tongue churned. She knew she was doing it right because Rick kept moaning about how good it felt, about how she was a damned good cocksucker. Her pussy throbbed with every throb of the boy's cock in her mouth. Her lips tingled, the tingles saturating her entire mouth and flowing down her throat. As she sucked, she felt sucking sensations in her own crotch. The pussy cream leaked down her legs, which she shimmied together as she sucked cock. Her cunt burned with a maddening fuck-itch. Her panties and shorts were sopping wet, as if she'd pissed in them.
Rick was grunting, wiggling his ass and rocking his loins as he worked his cock between Cindy's hands and in her mouth and throat. His toes clutched at the carpet. His fingernails dug into her scalp. "Mmn, suck it, suck it!"
Cindy's mind whirled. She couldn't think anymore. Snot ran out of her nose and spit out of her mouth. She sucked in any air she could manage to get, her throat so filled with sliding cock that at times she thought she would strangle. The fuck-itch spread from her loins into her lower back and down her legs. The intensity of her excitement and feeling startled her. No pussy-rubbing she'd ever done could match her excitement now. She could hardly stand it. She wanted to scream.
"Shove a finger up my ass!" the boy gasped. "Quick, shove a finger up my ass. Keep sucking, though, keep sucking!" He grabbed one of her hands, pulling it from his cock, pushing it down under his balls. He grasped her spit-slick middle finger and pushed it against his hot, twitching asspucker. "Shove it in, shove it in!"
Cindy resisted for a few seconds, shocked by the boy's order, unable to believe he was serious. But he was insistent, pinching her finger hard and trying to twist it into his asshole. She finally gave in, and her finger slipped to the hilt up the youth's burning shithole, swallowed up as if by a mouth.
"Slide it!" the boy moaned, squirming, twisting his cock in her throat and wiggling his asshole around her finger. He jerked on her hand, making her finger fuck him. "Yeah, twist it around, rub it all around in there." His prick throbbed wildly as she jerked her finger in and out of his asshole, all the while continuing to bob her head and eat his cock.
Cindy thought her head was going to burn up. She'd never imagined she could get this hot. Her tits had swelled enormously. Her crotch felt painfully tight, as if her pussy lips had inflated to near bursting. Wiggling her ass, rubbing her juice-slick legs together harder and harder, she brought herself closer to orgasm. The more excited she got, the faster her wet tongue flapped at Rick's prickhead, the faster her finger pistoned in his asshole.
"Oh, Christ, oh, shit!" the boy gasped, fucking Cindy's throat. "It'll be quick now. I can feel it. Suck me, fuck me! Oh, shit!"
Cindy's eyes rolled back. The pleasure in her body had become unbearably intense. Hot pussy cream continued to leak from her cunt, drenching her panties and shorts. Her bare legs slipped together lewdly. As one of Rick's hands reached up under her T-shirt and fastened around her tit like a huge set of jaws, her eyes turned back into her head. She felt the first flickers of orgasm in the pit of her cunt. Rick's rough fingers pinched her hard, swollen nipple, and her loins exploded.
Writhing, gnawing on the youth's prick, she let out a whine from deep in her throat. She saw stars exploding in her brain. Her entire body pulsed with heat, contracted with spasms of intense pleasure. Her finger curled inside the boy's asshole, digging into his swelling prostate gland. Whimpering, muttering insanely, the boy arched up, ramming his cock all the way down Cindy's throat. His prick exploded instantly, sending torrents of scalding jism down her gullet.
"Uhhh, ahhhhh!" the boy cried, fucking cum into Cindy's mouth, his loins contracting with spasms, his prostate gland pumping like a bellows against Cindy's twisting finger. "Shit!"
Cindy choked on the flood of cum, gagged on the pungent flavor and aroma of it. She couldn't swallow fast enough. The spurting flood filled her mouth and throat, ran out over the youth's contracting balls. As the boy's prick flexed and quivered with pleasure in Cindy's mouth, Cindy's cunt exploded again and again, waves of intense pleasure saturating her pulsating fuck meat. She felt the sensations in every cell of her body.
As the boy's cock oozed its last fuck cream and began to soften in her mouth, he pushed her away. "Get your finger outa my ass, will ya?"
Cindy slipped her finger out and fell back, exhausted. She wanted to curl up on the floor and go to sleep forever. Cum clung to her chin and neck like a sticky glue. She licked her lips, then wiped off her face. The middle finger of her left hand smelled like Rick's asshole.
Rick stood up, his huge prick swaying, a few drops of cum falling from the end of it. As he leaned over to pick up his jeans, he kissed her on the lips. "I'd fuck ya, baby, but I'm all wore out for one day. Gotta get me some rest. Be seeing ya."
Cindy watched speechlessly as he swaggered out of the living room to go upstairs, his jeans in his left hand, his bare asscheeks contracting. Even after he'd ascended the stairs, the sweaty male scent of him lingered in the air.
Cindy glanced at the TV. The eleven o'clock news had come on. Herb Kent would be home any minute. In a panic, Cindy jumped up to run to the bathroom to tidy herself up. She hadn't taken more than two steps toward the stairs when Herb stepped in through the doorway.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Hi there, Cindy gal." Herb moved into the living room, his work boots silent on the carpet, a six-pack of beer under his arm. He plopped himself down on the couch, on the exact spot where only a few minutes ago his own son had writhed with orgasm while Cindy had blown the boy. His speech was slightly slurred and he had a funny look in his eyes.
"Well," he said, grinning. "Sure is a hot night, ain't it? Bet you're as thirsty as I am."
He yanked a can from the six-pack.
Cindy did her best to smile. "I don't drink." She paused, then continued before Herb had a chance to open his mouth. "Well, I'd better be getting home before my parents start worrying."
Herb popped the tab off the can. "Give 'em a call. Tell 'em you'll be a little late."
Cindy shifted nervously from foot to foot. "They're probably in bed. I wouldn't want to wake them up."
"Well then, nothing to worry about, little lady." He held the beer can out to Cindy. "Go on, wet your whistle."
"I'd rather-" Herb was sniffing the air. "Smells like a barn in here. One of my boys been in here showing off, doing pushups or something?"
Cindy grabbed the can from Herb's hand and sat down in the easy chair across the room from him. Her heart pounding, she took a quick drink, wrinkling her nose at the bitterness of the beer. She had never tasted beer before.
"Well, that's more like it," Herb said, grinning. "Take another hit. You'll get used to the taste in no time." He popped the tab off a can for himself and took a long gulp.
Cindy sipped some more beer, knowing she'd never get used to the taste of it. At least Herb seemed to have forgotten about the boys. She'd die if he ever found out what had happened between her and his two sons this evening.
"So, how'd it go with Tina?" Herb opened half the buttons of his gray work shirt, exposing his hairy chest.
"Fine," Cindy said. She set the can down on the table next to her chair. "I really have to get home."
"Finish your beer," Herb said,-tearing the tab off another can and guzzling immediately. He lowered the can, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "Meet the boys?"
Cindy took another drink. "Yes," she said softly, hardly able to get the word out. Her throat was dry, despite the beer.
"They didn't give you any trouble, did they?" Herb downed some more beer, a slight scowl on his face.
"No, no trouble." Cindy drank the rest of the beer without lowering the can. She was beginning to feel strange.
"How about one more for the road?"
"I'd better not." Cindy stood up, wobbling slightly, as if the floor were moving under her feet. "I'd better go home." She started toward the door. It felt as if she were moving slightly in slow motion.
"Hey, wait up there, gal. I'm driving ya, ya "I know," Cindy said, and this time she did giggle.
Herb moved up beside her, placing his hand on her ass and guiding her through the kitchen, and out the back door. He smelled sweaty and of beer, and Cindy wanted to laugh as she stumbled down the jungle-like path toward the driveway. He reminded her of a big hairy gorilla.
After putting Cindy in the front seat of his station wagon, Herb stumbled around in the dark in search of her bike. Cindy saw him disappear into the bushes and she giggled. The floodlight in the garage glared down at her through the windshield and she turned down the sun visor, giggling some more. She didn't want to giggle, but she couldn't help herself. She realized she was slightly drunk, but she didn't know how to get undrunk. In the open garage in front of her, Rick's convertible was parked like a sleeping animal. Cindy imagined Darla bent over the seat, Rick fucking away at her naked pussy, and she giggled again. It seemed so funny now.
Herb let down the rear door of the station-wagon and he shoved her bike inside. He was panting as he slid in beside Cindy, and beer fumes billowed out of his mouth. "If you're cold, move up beside me, Cindy gal."
"I'm not cold, Mr. Kent. It's a hot night, remember?" Cindy tittered.
Herb grinned, his eyes glinting, then started the engine. "You sure are pretty," he said, shifting into reverse.
I know, Cindy thought to herself. And don't you dare lay a hand on me, you dirty old man. She smiled with self-satisfaction as Herb backed the car out of the long, winding driveway.
They moved down the road, heading south, passing under the canopies of giant fig trees. Herb Kent was strangely silent, although Cindy knew he was glancing at her every few seconds out of the comer of his eye. She switched on the radio and tuned in a rock station, the music immediately relieving her sense of uneasiness at being locked in the car with the big gorilla. Within seconds she was tapping her bare feet and had almost forgotten about Herb Kent. Cindy settled back and closed her eyes.
What seemed like only seconds later, although it could have been any length of time because Cindy had fallen asleep, Cindy opened her eyes to find the car stopped and Herb Kent just about sitting in her lap. He'd turned on the lights in the car and had turned off the radio. Outside the car, the night was pitch black.
Cindy crossed her arms, shrinking away from Herb as he put his big hairy arm around her neck. "What's happening? What are you doing"! Where are we?" she snapped although she was scared to death.
"Looks like we're lost, about a couple miles from nowhere, I'd estimate. Took a wrong turn, I guess." His hand moved down and stroked her right tit through her T-shirt.
"Stop it!" Cindy said.
"Aw, come on, little girl." His left hand fell on her leg and moved to her crotch.
"Please," Cindy pleaded.
Herb's fingers moved up the leg of her shorts. "I wanna fuck you," Herb whispered in her ear. "Wanna get fucked?"
Cindy was shaking all over. "Leave me alone." Her last word became a giggle. She was still drunk.
"Sure ya do," Herb whispered, nuzzling her ear. "You're all wet. Christ, never felt a female so wet!" He lifted his pussy-creamed fingers to his nose and sniffed them, then licked them off. "Mmm, ain't nothing smells nor tastes better than a teenaged pussy. You love getting fucked, don't ya, Cindy?"
"No," Cindy said, suddenly feeling serious again. "Take me home. Leave me alone."
Herb grabbed her hand and he drew it to his crotch, making her feel his hard cock through his gray work trousers. "That's for you, little girl."
"Oh!" Cindy gasped. She was shaking all over. Her cunt contracted, starting to leak again.
"Let's take off our clothes. Then big old Herb's gonna sink his big old prick up your tight, juicy little pussy. You'd like that, wouldn't ya, little girl?"
"I wanna go home," Cindy mumbled, too disoriented and weak to say anything else. She was quivering, partially with fear, partially with excitement.
"Off with this." Herb lifted up her T-shirt, pulling it off over her head. He immediately started playing with her nipples. "Quite a set of tits for such a little girl! Where'd ya get such big ones?"
"Please," Cindy said, then gasped as Herb's hot mouth closed around her left nipple. Fuck sensations shot to her cunt, then down to her bare toes.
Herb got her shorts off next, then her panties. Cindy found herself assisting him in stripping her, lifting her ass so he could get off her shorts. Her naked body pulsated with heat. She'd never felt more naked, more vulnerable.
Herb wiped her panties all over his face, then sucked on their crotch, wringing her pussy juice into his mouth. "Christ, oh, shit! Never saw such wet panties in my life! Jesus, girl, what you got down there?" His rough hand moved between her legs, a finger sliding up and down between her cunt lips, then entering her fuck hole. "Hot pussy!"
Cindy almost shot through the roof of the car. Her eyes rolled. The man's finger was thick, like a stiff cock. As he worked it in and out, he rubbed against her clit. Cindy squirmed, the pleasure shooting down her bare legs.
"Ya like that, little bitch, ya like that, huh?" Herb grinned as he worked his finger around and around in the buttery softness of her hot teenaged pussy. "Bet you do this to yourself a lot, don't ya?"
Cindy giggled softly, squirming naked on the car seat as the big man finger fucked her with one hand and squeezed her tits with the other. The juice ran out of her, getting the car seat slippery under her ass.
Herb screwed his finger in deeper and tweaked her clit with his thumb until she wanted to scream. "You like to jack yourself off, little girl? Tell me now. You can be honest with old Herb."
Cindy tittered. "Yes," she suddenly burst out with, thrilled that she was actually admitting to enjoying masturbation.
"Knew it," Herb said. "All you teenaged chickies love diddling with your own pussies. Knew it." He slipped his finger out of her and sucked the cunt cream off it. Then he began to undress, bending over to untie his boots first, then shedding his shirt and pants. His socks and boxer shorts came off last. His hairy beer belly was enormous. His cock, hard as stone and jutting up at an angle, appeared larger now than when it had been fucking Gloria this afternoon. It was a big healthy prick, longer and thicker than Bobby's fucker, but smaller than Rick's. Unlike the cocks of his two sons, Herb Kent's cock was uncut, a foreskin half-capping his swollen purple prickhead.
Sitting close to Cindy, his right arm around her neck again, Herb took her left hand and he wrapped it around his cock. "It's all yours, hot stuff." He played with her tits.
Cindy was fascinated by the skin that half-capped the man's prickhead. She found that it slid up and down easily, so she began to work it up and down his hard cockshaft. His big prick throbbed in her hand, fuck lube leaking from his pisshole. His hugely swollen fuckknob appeared very moist and shiny.
"Like that big thing?" Herb asked. "Maybe you'd like to take a lick on it, huh?"
Cindy giggled with embarrassment. "I don't know."
"Sure ya do. Go on, lean over and take a lick. It won't bite." Her pushed her head down gently. She went over immediately, grabbing his big cock and rubbing his hot dick head against her cheeks, coating her skin with Herb's warm fuck lube and the moisture of his fuckknob. His prick had a peculiar musky odor that Rick's cock hadn't had. Though repulsed by the odor, Cindy started to lap at his salty prickhead, pulling the foreskin down tight along his cock shaft. Her tongue flapped all over and around his glossy fuckknob, getting it all wet with her saliva. Suddenly, she sank her open mouth down over his throbbing prick, swallowing it nearly to the base. His hot prickhead pulsated deep in her throat.
"Oooh, baby!" Herb rubbed his fat ass on the car seat, churning his big cock in Cindy's throat. "I could just tell you were a hungry little cocksucker. Oh, yeah, you're good."
Cindy's blonde head bobbed, her lips sliding up and down around the hard shaft of the man's cock. She sucked, munched, her lips and mouth tingly with fuck-sensation. Suddenly, she cared about nothing else in the world except teasing the hot cum from Herb's cock and tasting it as it spurted down her throat.
Herb was moaning, squirming on the car seat just as his son had squirmed on the couch cushion only a short time ago while Cindy had sucked him off. The fat man grunted whenever Cindy's tongue probed a particularly sensitive area of his prick. His sweaty right paw slid down over Cindy's back, his fingers moving down to explore her asscrack, then farther, down to rub her wet crotch. He spread pussy cream all over her crotch and inner thighs, then up and down her asscrack. He worked two thick fingers inside her cunt, making her tense up and gasp.
"Hold off," Herb said, lifting her head away from his cock. "You're gonna make me lose it. Christ, stop it!"
Cindy was cooing, smacking her lips, trying to get back at his cock. She wanted to taste his cum. It was crazy, but she had a maddening desire to feel his cum spurt down her throat. Herb sat her up like a doll, slipping his fingers out of her cunt in the process. He rubbed pussy cream on her nipples, then sucked them clean. His face was flushed a deep red and he was breathing heavily. Giggling, Cindy grabbed his spit-slippery cock, working her hand up and down and feeling his hot fuck-snake squirm.
"Sit on it," Herb growled. "Set that hot little pussy right down on the end of it and slide down on it."
Cindy shivered at the thought. She couldn't imagine his big prick inside her, all wet and hot and slippery and wiggling around inside her. It might hurt or it might tickle, and she wouldn't be able to stand the feeling.
Herb lifted her up, facing her toward him and positioning her so she was straddling his lap. She kneeled, facing him, her hands on his hairy shoulders.
Herb licked her nipples. Her cunt contracted several times and pussy cream dribbled out of her, a few hot droplets pelting Herb's upright prick.
"Sit on it," Herb moaned. "Fuck it."
"I can't." Suddenly, Cindy wanted to bawl. She didn't want to get fucked. It would hurt.
Herb forced her downward, at the same time rubbing the burning knob of his prick along her juicy cunt-slit. Her pussy lips throbbed, swollen with blood, saturated with fuck-itch. As Herb's cock worked between them, Cindy moaned, out of her mind with desire. She wiggled her ass, wanting to come. If only Herb would keep rubbing her pussy with his cockhead like that, she'd be coming soon.
"Sit on it," Herb muttered again. "Come on, fuck it. Fuck it before I shoot off all over. Christ!"
Cindy resisted as he tried to impale her on his cock. She had her arms around his neck and she was starting to whimper with fear. His prickhead forced apart her cunt lips, the tip of it nestling in her wet fuck hole, its hot skin burping her clit. She held her breath, sure she would split in half if she accidentally slipped and impaled herself on his club-like prick.
"Let me go!" she squealed. "You're too big. I can't take it."
"Sure ya can," Herb said, his voice shaking along with his entire body. His eyes appeared bloodshot and watery. Cindy could feel the heat rising from his face. "Fuck me, little bitch, fuck me!"
"I can't!" Cindy bawled.
Herb's mouth closed around her left nipple, his teeth sinking in like electric daggers. Cindy's mind and eyes rolled. She started to pass out from the sudden pain and stimulation, then sighed with relief as Herb's bite loosened. For a moment, she relaxed. Herb's cock rammed into her cunt hole, swallowed up to the hilt as she slipped down on it. Something inside her tore, and this time she did pass out.
She came to again in what must have been only seconds, because as she regained consciousness she found herself sitting in Herb's lap, her arms anchored around his neck, her tits pressed to his hairy chest, his hairy balls squashed under her naked ass. His prick pulsed inside her like a huge heart. Her loins throbbed with heat inside, feeling tighter than they ever had, Herb's cock stuffing every inch of her cunt hole.
Herb shoved his hand down, feeling around between her ass and his balls. When he lifted his hand to inspect it, he looked shocked at first, then gleeful. He rubbed fluid on her tit, pussy cream tinged with blood.
"Jesus Christ, I got your cherry!"
Cindy couldn't respond. She was breathing too hard, too scared to speak or move. She was bleeding. Herb's cock had ripped something in her pussy hole, her cherry, her maidenhead.
"I got your cherry, little girl," Herb chuckled. "Goddamn, I got your cherry! Oh, fuck!"
Cindy's mouth opened wide, her breath held. Even though his cock really didn't hurt her much at all, she was sure she would be in agony at any moment.
Herb lifted her up again, then let her back down, up, down, up, down. Cindy remained tense, but the intense pain she expected, never came. As Herb worked her up and down on his cock with longer strokes, her clit slid back and forth along his rock-hard prickshaft, and all at once she realized that pleasure was streaming through her loins. Her bubble of tenseness burst and she relaxed, moaning softly.
"Ride it," Herb panted. "Fuck it." He was sweating heavily from the effort of lifting her up and down, and now he relaxed himself as Cindy took over the fucking. His hands stroked her ass and lower back, exciting her as she began to jerk her body up and down on his cock.
"Oooh, it feels so good!" Cindy cooed, panting as she rode up and down, her tits jiggling, the man's stiff prick slipping almost completely in and out of her pussy. "It feels so good!"
"Fuck me, you little mink, you hot little mink!" Herb rubbed her smooth, squirming body all over, his rough hands exciting her sensitive skin.
Cindy's eyes wobbled in her skull. Oh, God, it felt so good! It didn't hurt at all. She loved the feel of Herb's big hard hot cock reaming her out as she wiggled her ass and fucked her cunt up and down on it. She loved the feel of Herb's hairy chest and belly against her tits and abdomen as she squirmed against him.
Herb appeared shocked as Cindy suddenly mashed her lips to his and slithered her wet tongue into his mouth. As their tongues met, hot sensations streamed through Cindy's body, increasing the pleasure and tension in her pussy. Her clit pulsed, swelling and hardening even more, rubbing back and forth against Herb's bumpy, stone-hard prickshaft. Needles of electrical pleasure shot through Cindy's nipples and cut. She jerked up and down faster and faster, rotating her ass, trying to suck off Herb's cock with her cunt now instead of with her mouth and throat.
Herb caressed her back, her tits, her head. His bristly beard-stubble sandpapered her tits and face, exciting her. She felt so slippery and sleek in his arms, and her cunt was getting all molten and squishy inside as it fucked his cock. Her cunt made squishing noises as it fucked, and that excited her, too. She felt lewd and sensuous and sexy. She'd never dreamed that fucking could ever feel so good. She rubbed her nipples all over Herb's face, teasing him to suck them. She loved having her tits sucked.
"Suck 'em!" she whispered. "Mmn, ohhh!" She giggled as Herb's burning lips munched on her nipples one at a time. He grunted like an old boar, sounding as if he might have a heart attack. She reached down to scratch his chest with her fingernails. Her ass moved up and down, bouncing against his balls. His prick slid in and out of her like a big hard snake. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me!"
She rode faster and faster, letting Herb's cock slip all the way out of her from time to time, but sinking back down on his prick before it could get away, just the tip of his cockhead kissing her open pussy hole before she screwed back down. Occasionally, she lightly bumped her head against the roof of the station wagon, laughing as she did so.
"Oh, Christ, baby, I can't hold it much longer!" Herb sounded delirious. His face resembled a red balloon about to explode.
"Then don't," Cindy crooned. "Squirt your cum into me. Go on, shoot it." She tightened her cunt with a series of quick contractions, wiggling her ass in wild circles, screwing up and down with a vengeance. Her cunt meat swelled, so tight that she could hardly bear it, so hot and itchy and pleasure-saturated that she wanted to scream. "Shoot, squirt it, oh, quick!"
Herb's eyes rolled back. He arched up, his cock swelling and hardening inside Cindy, the sweat pouring off his face. His cock flexed powerfully and suddenly a hot stream of jism gushed into Cindy's cunt. Herb's face contorted with pained ecstasy. "Ahhhhhh!"
"Ohhh, daddy!" Cindy moaned, her own eyes rolling back as the spasms began in her own fuck meat. "Oh, shoot it!"
Herb grunted, bear-hugging her, jerking his loins and fucking his hot load up her pussy hole. He nearly crushed her rib cage as he poured his fuck cream into her, his hairy arms wrapped all the way around her, his mouth slobbering all over her tits. His cock flexed again and again, spurting its jism.
She shuddered in his arms again and again as the spasms overwhelmed her. Her pussy hole had become a voracious sucking mouth, draining the cum from Herb's cock while it quivered and pulsated with hot female ecstasy. I wanna die, Cindy thought. It feels so good, I wanna die.
CHAPTER SIX
Cindy stretched on the bed, inhaling, thrusting her nubile tits up high, pointing her toes as she stretched her legs out long. Sweat trickled from her armpits. She licked sweat off her upper lip. The bed sheets felt hot and damp under her. Even the moonlight pouring in through the window felt hot, so unlike the cool moonlight of Vermont. She turned this way and that on the mattress, trying to find a comfortable, even slightly cool position. Her tits fell heavily to the side. Her legs slipped together, greasy with sweat and something more. She'd already gotten up once to wash her cunt, but Herb Kent's cum continued to leak out of her and get her all sticky again.
Would the filthy fluid ever stop running out of her? she wondered. How much of his dirty old fuck cream had he shot into her anyway? Him grunting like some old bull as he'd molested her virginal young body, it was disgusting! Why had she ever allowed it to happen? She could hardly believe it had really happened. Maybe it hadn't. Maybe it had all been just a bad dream.
She rolled onto her back again, spreading her legs as she dipped her fingers between them. She was a mess down there, and her cunt ached. She felt slightly raw inside, almost as if she'd received a mild burn in her cunt hole. Lifting her fingers to her nose, she frowned as the pungent aroma of male fuck cream rushed into her nostrils. She quickly wiped the sticky fluid on the mattress, disgusted with it, disgusted with herself, furious at Herb Kent.
He had fucked her. It hadn't been a bad dream. It had really happened. He'd fucked her, popped her cherry, destroyed her virginity forever. God, what would her mother say if she were to find out? Oh, it was too horrible to think about.
"Her cunt lips throbbed between her clenched thighs. Even after three hours, they hadn't deflated. They were still half-swollen with blood. Herb Kent's cock had gotten them all pumped up and excited. She could still feel the hardness of his hot prick slicing between her pussy lips, and the bumpiness of it, caused by all those big swollen prick-veins and that knob-like head. His cock had rammed so deep within her, all the way into the mouth of her womb. God, it had felt good! She almost moaned out loud thinking about it.
Stop it! she ordered her mind. Stop dwelling on that dirty old man's dirty old prick. Put it out of your mind. Forget it forever. She would never go back to that house, would never see Herb Kent or his disgusting two sons or his sluttish wife again. Even if she didn't get paid for yesterday's sitting because she failed to fulfill her week-long commitment, she didn't care. She would never go back to that house. She ought to have them all arrested for what they'd done to her.
They'd molested her, abused her, all three of them. Bobby Kent, the stinky little brat, had dived between her legs like a dog, gnawing on her pussy as if it were meat. Rick Kent, that teenaged Tarzan, had rammed his huge smelly prick down her throat and had forced her to suck it until she was drinking his thick fuck cream. And Herb" Kent, the gorilla, had raped her, had exploded her cherry, had grunted like an animal as his cum had burst into her. She ought to have them all arrested. It was terrible, what had happened to her. Terrible! Unbelievable!
She was rubbing her toes together, rubbing her legs together. Her crotch was on fire, throbbing like a heart. She clenched her teeth to keep from smearing out loud. She was disgusted with herself. All she asked for was a little sleep, but her pussy wouldn't let her. Her cunt lips were too tight and swollen, too saturated with heat and fuck-itch. She felt pulsations of need all the way through her loins, even in her asshole.
"Damn!" she whispered, sliding out of bed and going to her dresser. Using the key hidden in her jewelry box, she unlocked the left-hand drawer of the antique bureau, glimpsing her swollen, cherry-capped tits in the mirror above it.
The oblong plastic vibrator was hidden at the back of the drawer, under an old diary. It was wrapped in a yellowed jockstrap, a piece of gym clothing that had supposedly belonged to Ray Downs, senior captain of the football team at Cindy's old high school up in Vermont. The cock-shaped vibrator and the filched jock had been the property of Maureen Hayes, a girl Cindy positively could not stand, a girl who always was bragging about what boys she'd lured into bed. Cindy had made off with the vibrator and jockstrap on the last day of school, had stolen it from Maureen's locker while Maureen had been in the showers carrying on about last night's cock. Now, a month later, and over a thousand miles away from Vermont, the jockstrap still reeked of Ray Downs' balls and the vibrator of Maureen's cunt.
She returned to the bed with the vibrator. Stretching out once again on her back, she twisted the dial on the flat end of the smooth white plastic object and felt it zing to life in her hands. It made a low hum, which disturbed her-she didn't want her parents waking up to the sound and following it to her room-but she couldn't turn it off. She was determined to use the object to masturbate herself.
She stroked the vibrating cylinder of plastic along her lips, barely touching them. The musky sweet aroma of cunt slid into her nostrils. Wrinkling her nose, but unable to stop herself, she licked the smooth plastic, sampling the flavor or Maureen's cunt. Salty, slightly tart. She slid the dildo down to her tits, stimulating her swollen nipples.
The bumps on her tit-cherries were erect and tingling. Her nipples stood up like fingertips, quivering as the vibrator brushed across them. Fuck-thrills shot all the way to Cindy's toes. Her cunt contracted several times and she clamped her legs together tightly, shimmying her thighs together and her pussy lips between them.
"Oooh, feels so good," she moaned softly, her eyes turning back from the sensations. She stretched, rubbing the humming plastic vibrator around and around her tits and nipples.
It's like a big cock, she mused, tike a big hard alive cock. That dirty Maureen! The girl had likely walked around the halls of school with this vibrator shoved up her pussy and humming away. And it was probably true that Maureen had fucked all those cocks she was always bragging about. All that fucking, she almost said out loud. All those cocks and cunts fucking!
She squirmed on the mattress, moaning softly, delirious with lust.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me!" Spreading her legs, she began to slide the vibrator up and down her wet, blonde-furred cunt-slit. She worked the hard, vibrating cylinder into the seething wet meat of her pussy-furrow. As the vibrator buzzed her clit, she almost hit the ceiling.
"Oooh, that feels so good, so good!" She spoke softly to herself in moaning tones, continuing to work the humming vibrator between the swollen lips of her cunt, gasping as thrills of pleasure screwed through her loins. "Oh, fuck me!"
The vibrator gleamed with her pussy cream, dripped with it. Her cunt hole pulsated, contracting, sucking, longing to be filled. She moved the vibrator up, rubbing pussy cream on her smooth abdomen, stimulating her belly-skin as if with quivering fingers. She slid the vibrator again up to her tits, making them shine with pussy cream. She almost screamed as the hard cylinder of quivering plastic zinged along her nipples. Suddenly, as if somebody else had taken possession of her hands, she pushed the vibrator between her spread legs and twisted the tapered end of it into the mouth of her cunt hole. Then she shoved, twisting the buzzing machine into her body, burying at least eight inches of it up her pussy.
"Ohhh, God!" She arched up, writhing, twisting the dildo-vibrator between her swollen pussy lips and within the undulating, sucking cavern that was her cunt hole. Her fuck hole filled with tingly, itchy, hot sensations that spread throughout her naked young body. It was as if she'd driven Rick Kent's monstrous cock into herself.
Why hadn't she done this before? she wondered. This vibrator sure beat using fingers. After she'd stolen the vibrator, she'd been tempted to experiment with it, but she'd never dared. She'd been afraid of hurting herself, afraid of destroying her virginity, of tearing her cherry. Well, Herb Kent had popped her cherry tonight. It was gone forever now. It didn't matter what she moved up her pussy anymore, as long as she could handle it. She was astounded at how elastic her fuck hole was, at how it swallowed up eight inches of hard plastic vibrator with no trouble at all. Surely, if it could handle the vibrator, it could also handle Rick Kent's cock.
"Ohhh, Rick!" she moaned. "Oh, Ricky, do it to me!" She plunged the vibrator in and out, pretending Rick Kent was fucking her, pretending his smelly prick was rubbing in and out of her pussy. The dildo made squishing noises inside her juicy cunt. She still had lots of Herb Kent's cum in her, and her pussy was secreting more juices of its own.
The room glowed with moonlight. Cindy's naked body gleamed, misted with girl-sweat. Her blonde hair fanned out on the mattress. She tossed her head, her eyes rolling with pleasure, her arms jerking, her toes curled under. Pussy cream and cum leaked out around the pistoning vibrator and trickled into her asscrack, then onto the bed under her ass.
As she wiggled her excited young ass, she smeared it in the slimy sex-fluids on the sheet, exciting her even more.
"I feel so good," she muttered. "Mmn, I feel so good!"
She rocked her hips to the rhythm of the sliding dildo, making the bed springs creak softly. As she masturbated herself, she rubbed her legs and feet on the bed. Suddenly, she kicked both her legs up in the air, spreading them wide, imagining Rick Kent's muscular body heaving on top of her, his loins thrusting between her thighs, his muscular abdomen grinding down on her belly as his huge prick reamed out her cunt.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, plunging the vibrator faster, spreading her legs even wider. "Oh, fuck me!" She'd never dared say such things out loud when she'd masturbated in the past.
Her cunt contracted repeatedly around the slicing dildo, squeezing it, sucking it, making the vibrator buzz louder, making it whine rhythmically. It was as if her cunt wanted to swallow the vibrator completely, to devour it. Cindy held the visible end of the dildo firmly, afraid she might lose it inside herself despite its size.
"Fuck!" she gasped. "Fuck, fuck!" Her ass bounced on the bed. Her legs waved in the air, bent at the knees, toes wriggling and curling with pleasure. As she panted, her tits heaved up and down, her purplish nipples still wet with pussy cream and cum, the scents of which stimulated her. She felt dirty, stinky with the scent of sex, of female.
"I wanna come!" she whispered. "Oh, I wanna come! Oh, fuck me!"
The dildo plunged, fucking loudly in her cunt, squishing obscenely
in her seething young fuck hole. The fuck-juices ran out of her, forming a slimy pool under her wiggling ass. Her nipples felt splitting-hard, her tits swollen almost painfully. She drove the dildo in deeper, forcing its vibrating tip into the mouth of her womb. The meat of her cunt swelled tight with blood. Her blonde-furred pussy lips tightened around the shaft of the dildo, gripping it, biting it as if it were a cock. Daggers of sensation drilled through her clit. She gasped, grinding her cunt around the dildo, moaning with abandon, fucking herself, driving her teenaged pussy to orgasm.
The spasms began simultaneously in the pit of her cunt and in her asshole. Within seconds the muscles of her loins were contracting. The vibrator buzzed loudly, gripped by her madly squeezing cunt. Her eyes almost popped out as the fuck-sensations gnawed through her blood-engorged teenaged fuck meat.
"Qhhhhhh! Qhhhhhh! Mmmmmnnnnn!" She couldn't control her moans of pleasure. As she writhed on the bed, pleasure ripping through her loins, spreading up her spine and down her legs, her eyes turned back into her skull and she saw explosions of white light in her brain.
The dildo rammed in and out, Cindy's arms jerking as if controlled by puppet-strings. She fucked herself out of her mind, thrashing all over the bed as the delicious sensations overwhelmed her body. Her orgasm continued for an eternity, then slowly subsided, the contractions lessening in strength, the sensations becoming less and less intense, but still pleasurable.
She was slipping the dildo out of herself when she heard quick footsteps in the hallway. Suddenly, somebody was shaking her door knob, trying to get in. Thank God she'd locked the door.
"Cindy! Darling! Are you all right? Let me in, baby, let me in!"
Cindy tried to control her breathing, tried to clear her head. "I'm all right, Mom. Just had a bad dream."
"Are you sure? Let me in, please. You shouldn't lock your door."
"I'm all right, Mom. Let me go back to sleep. If I get up, I won't be able to get back to sleep. It's so hot."
"Well, you're sure you're all right?"
"Yes, Mom."
Cindy sank back with a sigh as her mother said goodnight and went back down the hall. The dildo was still buzzing. She switched it off.
Oh God, what got into me? she thought. I must be crazy. She wondered if her mother had heard enough to suspect what was really going on in here.
"Damn!" she whispered, quietly slipping out of bed to replace the dildo in the drawer, then to change her bed sheet. She'd always been such a good girl. Her parents had always been proud of her. She didn't want them to even suspect that she had sexual thoughts, let alone to suspect anything of what had happened to her tonight. She would never go back to the Kents. Never! They were the cause of her filthy behavior. She would never see them again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The sweat was pouring off her. It ran into her eyes and made them burn. As she passed from under over-hanging trees, pedaling furiously along the bike path, the sunlight poured into her eyes, searing them. Her heart pounded as fast as her legs pumped. The crotch-seam of her shorts was pulled up tight between her swollen cunt lips and the crotch-material was all wet.
Why kid herself? She was a slut. She'd become a slut the moment Bobby Kent had fastened his lips to her juicy cunt, had become more of a slut when she'd allowed Rick Kent to ram his fuck meat down her throat, had sealed her fate when she'd impaled her virgin body on Herb Kent's stinking, uncut cock. She couldn't get those three Kent cocks off her mind. She'd stumbled around in a dazed state all day, her face flushed, her muscles tense, her cunt throbbing. Her pussy craved cock. She needed cock. She realized that now, admitted it to herself, even though she'd fought against admitting it every second today.
She gritted her teeth, her spit foaming between them as she leaned forward, driving onward with a frantic intensity. She slammed on her brakes suddenly, skidding to a shaky stop, nearly colliding with Herb Kent's green station wagon as it backed from the trail-like driveway.
Herb Kent hit the brakes, himself, his eyes wide open, his face momentarily pale with startled shock. "Jesus Christ, gal!" he said, breathing fast, "You trying to give a man a heart attack? Jesus Christ!" He blew out a sigh.
Cindy was panting so hard, she felt dizzy. "Sorry," she said. "I didn't want to be late."
"You're already late. And I'm gonna be late for work unless I get my ass in gear. The kid's up there in the house, waiting for you. Get a move on."
"Yes, sir."
Herb started to back into the street. "Damn it, girl, you shoulda got here sooner. We coulda had ourselves a little fun. Don't know if I can wait 'til tonight. Been waiting for your ass all day, girl."
"Sorry," Cindy said, although she didn't think Herb Kent heard her as he threw the station wagon in gear and squealed off down he road. Her pussy ached for the hard prick Herb Kent undoubtedly sported between his fat, hairy legs at this very moment. She could almost feel his big hot cock rubbing between her pussy lips. As she attempted to pedal her bike through the loose sand of the long driveway, she rubbed her crotch on the seat, almost coming.
Tina was a terror today, mad because Cindy was late, wanting to play every game she knew. After an hour, Cindy was ready to toss the kid in the bay. She was on her hands and knees in the hot sand, helping the brat build hopeless sand castles with dry sand, when Rick Kent, dressed in nothing but denim cutoffs, stepped silently out of the bushes like a jungle savage, yawning and scratching his armpits and belly.
Cindy went weak inside. "Hi," she said, giggling and turning red.
"Howdy," Rick said, belching. His eyes looked puffy with sleep and he wasn't smiling.
"I didn't know you were around," Cindy said.
"Didn't know you were, either." The muscular youth walked right past Cindy and squatted next to the water. He dipped a handful and splashed it on his face. When he stood up and turned around, he still wasn't smiling.
"Did you just wake up?" Cindy asked.
"Good guess," Rick said, his gaze falling on her ass, then traveling down her legs. The gigantic bulge in his shorts suddenly pulsed. "Had me a little afternoon nap."
"I don't take naps anymore," Tina announced, patting a conical mound of white sand. "Mommy says I don't have to."
"Well, maybe you ought to," Rick said. "It'd be good for ya."
"Uh-uh, Mommy says I don't have to, don't she, Cindy?"
"I guess she did say something like that," Cindy said, giggling self-consciously. She thought she was going to faint if Rick Kent took another step toward her. She knew now what it was like for a female animal to go into heat. Her ass seemed to have swollen. Her pussy throbbed achingly with every beat of her heart. She wanted only for Rick Kent to mount her, mount her like an animal from behind, drive his big horny prick up her cunt.
Rick shook his head and started for the path toward the house.
"Where are you going?" Cindy asked almost breathlessly, in a near panic. "For a little walk, if it's all right with you." He glanced cockily at her over his muscular shoulder, his blonde mane looking like polished gold against his deep tan.
"Care if I go along?" Cindy regretted the words the moment they had left her lips. She'd blurted them out without thinking.
"Me, too!" Tina yelled, jumping up.
"No thanks," Rick said, stepping into the bushes like Tarzan.
"Sit down!" Cindy snapped at Tina.
"No!"
Cindy wanted to scream. She scooped up some sand and flung it into the bay. Tina, like a monkey, squealed with delight and began tossing sand, herself. Cindy wanted to kill her.
Five minutes later, just as Cindy was beginning to develop a grudge toward Rick Kent for being such a cold grouch, the devil himself appeared out of the bushes again, his eyes brighter and less sleep-puffed. He reeked of-sweat as he hunkered down next to Cindy and Tina, and Cindy almost moaned out loud. The sight and scent of the youth made her feel rubbery all over.
He held out his hand, offering Cindy a white "What is it?" Cindy asked, frowning. "Vitamin pill. Vitamin C. Eat it. It's good for you."
"I want one," Tina chimed. "I want one."
"Brought you one, too." Rick handed the kid another white pill, and Tina popped it in her mouth. "Don't chew it," he ordered. "Swallow it whole."
The girl made a face as she gulped it down. "I want some water."
"You know where the house is," Rick said. "Come on, Cindy." Tina jumped up. "You can find the faucet alone," Rick said. "Give Cindy a break. You get her too wore out, she won't wanna baby sit for you anymore."
As Tina scampered out of the clearing, Rick handed Cindy the vitamin C pill and she swallowed it, enjoying its acidic flavor. He then handed her another pill, this one a capsule instead of a tablet.
"More vitamins," he explained.
"What's with all these vitamins?" Cindy giggled, popping the capsule in her mouth and swallowing it.
"They give ya energy," Rick said with a smirk. "Make ya horny, too. Especially that last one. Ever hear of Spanish fly?"
Cindy giggled. "Spanish what? I never heard of that vitamin."
Rick fingered her under the chin. "Maybe you never heard of it, but you'll be feeling it in about five minutes. Get outa them clothes. You won't have time once the fly starts working."
"What are you talking about?" Cindy was beginning to feel anxious. Had he given her some kind of drug?
"You'll know in about five minutes." He leaned forward and licked her lips. "Take off your clothes."
Cindy's eyes rolled, her lips tingling, the feeling shooting instantly to her cunt. "What about Tina?" she whispered.
"She's probably asleep already," Rick said, stroking Cindy's tits through her T-shirt, pinching her nipples. His breath intoxicated her. His eyes made her melt. "Slipped the little brat a sleeping pill. She won't be awake again 'til morning."
"Rick, you shouldn't have-"
"Shut up and get out of them clothes before I rip 'em off you. I'm gonna fuck the ass off you, baby."
Cindy got so weak for a moment that she almost collapsed. She forgot Tina, forgot everything. All she cared about was Rick Kent and his big hard cock. Her pussy cream felt like molten lava. Her pussy meat itched and burned and ached as it never had before, pulsating, contracting, sucking.
"I wanna fuck," she mumbled. "Ricky, fuck me, fuck me." She felt delirious. Her lust was driving her crazy.
"Fly's working already," Rick said. He smiled, his teeth dazzling, and he undid his shorts, standing up as he lowered them. His cock snapped up, naked and sweaty in the sunlight. He kicked his shorts aside, hands on his hips, prick throbbing like a heavy club. His hugely swollen balls rolled slowly in their brown sac.
Cindy's vision blurred. Every cell of her body pulsating with lust, she crawled toward the youth, salivating. She wanted to lick his balls, suck on his cock, rub herself all over his body.
Rick side-stepped her. "Get them clothes off. I don't fuck girls with their clothes on. I like my women naked."
"Ricky," Cindy moaned, the heat and itch in her cunt driving her out of her mind. She collapsed in front of him, licking his toes, his muscular insteps, his ankles.
The boy pushed her away with his foot. "Jesus Christ, get your clothes off!" He stood over her, jacking his prick, his hot fuck lube raining down on top of her head.
Cindy moaned with frustration as she sat up to struggle out of her T-shirt. Her shorts, so tight they'd almost fused to net hips, came oft with agonizing slowness. As she dropped the shorts beside her, the hot sand burning her naked ass, she extended her arms upward toward Rick, imploring him to fall on her, to fuck her.
The youth licked his lips, drooling both from the mouth and cock. "Hot chick! Man, look at them tits, all swelled up. Let me see your ass, baby. Get up on your hands and knees and let me see that wild ass of yours. I'm crazy about ass."
Cindy struggled dizzily to the position he demanded of her. Her arms and legs felt rubbery. Her tits hung like udders swollen with milk. She arched her back, turning up her ass and shoving it toward Rick. The sunlight licked between her asscheeks, between her pussy lips. The fuck-itch all up and down her exposed cunt meat was driving her mad.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, panting, the pussy cream dribbling out of her raging, aching, burning fuck hole. "Fuck me, damn it, fuck me!"
Rick chuckled as he descended to his knees behind her, although his face had flushed almost purple-about the same color as his swollen prickhead-and he appeared shaky, almost drugged. As Cindy watched him over her shoulder, she wiggled her ass, wanting more than anything to feet his big, hard, throbbing prick slide into her cunt.
"Fuck me, Ricky, fuck me! Oh, God, I can't stand it!"
Rick rubbed the head of his dripping cock up and down her leaking cunt-furrow, spreading her swollen pussy lips, kissing the hot meat of her pussy with the hot meat of his cock. Cindy moaned and whined like an animal. She could hardly believe the desire she felt, the lust.
"Fuck me, damn it, fuck me!" She spoke as if possessed.
Rick slapped her ass, brushing the sand off it. He moved slowly, grinning at her, torturing her. She watched him jack his cock, saw his pisshole gaping widely and the thick, clear fluid dribbling over the knuckles of his rhythmically moving hand. He leaned forward, sniffing her ass, sniffing her cunt. His tongue came out and he licked from one end of her cunt-furrow to the other, tasting her juices. His tongue continued on up her asscrack, pausing to probe her tight little shithole before completing the long lick up her body.
"Mmm!" he sighed, straightening up, smacking his lips and swallowing. "You taste good, baby. I could lick on you all day."
"Fuck me, goddamn it! Shove it in! Oh, God, please J" Cindy was on the verge of tears, her need was so great. Her fuck hole contracted again and again, sucking air.
Rick gripped her hips, digging his fingernails into her ass flesh. "You want it, huh, do ya?" He looked mean, suddenly, intense, the playfulness suddenly gone out of him. He muttered between clenched teeth. "You want it, do ya? You want my big hard prick?"
His fingers tightened. The fuck lube bubbled from his cock. Leaning closer to her, he pushed the tip of his prickhead against Cindy's cunt. Her cunt lips parted and his cockknob nestled between them.
"Oh, Rick, fuck me, fuck meeee!" Cindy trembled, longing to break free of Rick's grip and fuck her cunt onto Rick's cock.
"You wanna fuck, huh?" Rick said. "You wanna fuck, huh?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Cindy gasped, out of her mind.
"Well then, fuck youuuuu!" Rick bellowed as he rammed all eight inches of his arm-thick cock up Cindy's seething fuck hole. "Ahhhh!"
"Ohhhhh!" Cindy sighed, her eyes turned back, every cell of her body tight and tingling, the flames of lust whirling through her stuffed cunt.
"Yeahhhh!" Rick breathed, starting to slide his cock in and out. "Oh, yeahhhh, feel good, so juicy and tight and hot! Mmmnn, yeahhh!"
"Feels so good," Cindy moaned, panting, quivering all over as the boy's huge prick sliced in and out of her. It stimulated every sensitive crevice and fold of her juicy pussy hole. As he fucked in, the head of his super-long cock stuffing the mouth of her womb, she shuddered in his hands, her nipples and toes and clit all simultaneously needled with fuck-thrills. She'd never in her life felt so naked, so stuffed, so saturated with pleasure. She jerked her ass, rotated it, rubbed it against the youth's belly and groin as he fucked her.
"Hot baby, hot baby," Rick mumbled, rocking his hips, plunging his huge cock into her juicy fuck hole. "Yeahhhh, hot baby!" He let go of her ass, then placed his hands on his hips as if to guide the rhythmic humping of his loins. His long cock sliced in and out, Cindy's fuck juices dripping from his rock hard prick shaft. As he fucked in, rubbing his belly against her ass and his balls against her hairy cunt mound, her hot juices bubbled out, drenching his lust-swollen balls. "Oh, yeah, hot fucking bitch!"
Cindy fucked faster and faster, gyrating her ass as she drove it again and again against the youth's heaving, muscular abdomen. She grunted as her ass collided with his belly. Her tits swung heavily, her nipples hard and supersensitive. Her long blonde hair hung along her cheeks, the tips of it brushing the white sand. She dug in with her fingers and toes, bracing herself, fucking hard, wanting to bringing the boy off as much as she wanted to bring herself off. From time to time, she looked back over her shoulder, thrilled by the sight of the muscular youth mounted on her ass.
Rick's eyes had become slits and his head wobbled from side to side, as if he were delirious. The defined muscles of his torso and arms shined with sweat. More sweat dripped from his nose. His thick fingers gripped his tight loins at the hips. Sweat dribbled from his armpits. The masculine smell of him caused Cindy's lust to surge. She jerked her ass backward even faster, tightening her already tight cunt around his cock, fucking him so hard she grunted with every collision of their bodies. It felt so good, she could hardly stand it.
"Oh, baby!" Rick gasped. "You're good, you're so good, mmn, yeah, I could fuck you forever!" He reached forward to grab her hair, pulling her head up by it, making her rear up. He caught her in his arms, wrapping them around her, catching her tits. He nuzzled her ear and the back of her neck, then bit them. As he simultaneous bit her neck flesh and twisted on her nipples, Cindy's body became a rash of goose bumps and she shivered, her skin alternately hot and cold, the fuck-sensations pulsing rhythmically through her loins and tits.
"Ohhh, fuck meeee!" she moaned. "Make me come!"
"Yeaaaahhhh!" the youth growled, chewing on her ear. "Yeahhhhhh!"
He pinched hard on her nipples, rubbed her tit-cherries with his rough fingers, rubbed his sweaty body all over her back. His fucking intensified, his long cock plunging in and out of her cunt, fucking her faster and harder. The pussy cream ran out of her, leaking down her legs, drenching his balls. He crushed her in his arms, fucking in a frenzy, smacking his hard belly against her ass. His hot spit ran down her neck, dribbled down onto her left tit. She moved with him, fucking his cock, writhing in his arms, her loins burning up, the fuck-itch making her whimper and moan.
"You gonna come?" he growled. "You gonna come quick?"
"Just a little more," Cindy whispered, jerking her ass, trying to bring herself over the brink. "Fuck me, fuck me!"
The boy's cock had grown inside her, felt as big as a billy club, as hard as stone. As it sliced in and out, it pulsed like a heart, leaking fuck lube into her already juice-filled cunt. The squishing noises that came from her fucked pussy only increased her excitement. Their hot flesh met again and again, his belly and her ass, smacking faster and faster and faster. The lust surged in Cindy's body.
"I'm gonna come!" she gasped. "Ricky, Ricky, oh, God!"
"Ohhhh, baaaby!" The youth crushed her in a bear-hug, his prick swelling hugely inside her.
"Ooooh, ohhhh, Rickyyyy!" Cindy's cunt exploded with raw spasms.
"Ahhhhhh!" Rick's cum surged into Cindy's cunt as he fucked into her one last time. Then he held her, his hot jism spurting into her womb, his cock buried in her to the hilt. "Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh!"
They swayed, locked together, moaning in unison, their bodies shuddering and jerking as the spasms simultaneously ripped through them. Cindy whined loudly as electrical orgasmic teeth gnawed through her cunt, through her loins. As Rick's cock flexed and spurted inside her, flexed and spurted, her cunt contracted, milking it, sucking his prickshaft.
"Fill me," Cindy whimpered. "Squirt me all full of it. I love it, oh, I love it!"
Rick grunted, spurting hot cum into her pussy hole, making her shudder with ecstasy.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cindy tried to grab Rick's cock. "But I'm so horny. Put it in me again-please? Just for a minute."
Rick twisted away from her. "Lay off, will ya? Can't a man drink in peace?"
Sulking, Cindy sat down at the kitchen table. The cum and pussy cream oozed out onto the vinyl chair seat under her ass, but she didn't care. She rubbed her ass in the slime.
Rick, still as naked as she was, leaned back against the cupboard, purposely thrusting his loins forward as he sipped his can of beer. His prick, shiny with half-dried cum and pussy cream, dangled heavily over his balls, still at least seven inches long and very fat despite its lack of hardness. He eyed her as he drank, clearing some of the heavy blonde hair from his eyes with his fingers.
She spread her legs, displaying her wet and inflamed crotch, not caring how slimy it must look with the cum and pussy cream leaking out of it. Fuck me, you smug bastard, she thought. Make me come again. I've gotta come again.
As if he could read her thoughts, Rick smirked, wiggling his hips and making his cock sway heavily, its huge head pulling it down. He watched for her reaction, and when she licked her lips, salivating, he grinned with self-satisfaction, sipping his beer, then belching. When he stretched lazily and yawned, as if he were ready to go upstairs and take another nap, Cindy couldn't stand it anymore.
"Fuck you!" she said, and promptly rammed two fingers up her cunt, jerking them in and out.
"Fuck-itch just won't stop, will it?" Rick threw his empty beer can on the cupboard top. "Fly's like that." He smiled as if to himself. "Makes a girl like she oughta be-ready to fuck twenty-four hours a day."
"Well then fuck me!" Cindy snapped. "Come on, give it to me."
"Later." The boy popped open another can of beer, sipping the foam off the hole. "Like I told ya, I whacked off twice before you got here. Then you about vacuumed the guts outa me with that cock-sucking cunt of yours. Give a guy a break."
"Fuck you!" Cindy was surprised at how freely she could talk dirty without it seeming the least bit out of the ordinary for her. She didn't know whether it was the Spanish fly that had loosened her tongue or all the fucking she'd been doing.
Rick laughed. "You jack off real pretty. Keep doing it. I like to watch a girl jack off. Spread your legs wider. I bet you can spread 'em wider than that."
"Damn right I can." Cindy stood up, some of the beach sand she'd tracked in gritty under her feet. Immediately, without pulling her fingers out of her cunt, she sank down into a full split, her legs going out to the sides and forming a straight line. She wiggled her fingers inside herself, feeling warm fluid running out into her hand.
Rick whistled, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist. "Now that's what I call spreading 'em. You chicks sure know how to spread 'em. Must be so you can get fucked real deep."
"Must be," Cindy said, pleased at how strong she felt in the presence of the boy, pleased she could answer him back without her voice shaking. "So why don't you fuck me then?"
Rick eyed her, running his tongue along his lips. He took hold of his big floppy cock and dribbled some beer from the can on it. Then he stepped forward, squatting slightly as he stopped inches in front of her. His beer-dripping prick dangled just in front of her nose.
Cindy moaned, a rush of excitement shooting through her cunt. Her tongue shot out and began to lap, cleaning the beer off the youth's fat cockhead. As she licked the big fucker up and down, his prick began to swell, began to harden and throb. Within seconds, it snapped up to a full erection. Cindy licked the youth's sweaty balls as he stood over her, drinking beer. His heavy prick pounded her forehead as it throbbed.
"Now fuck me with it," Cindy begged. "I got it hard, now shove it in me." She yanked her fingers out of herself and rolled onto her back on the floor, her legs still split wide, her open cunt pulsating. She grabbed the backs of her knees, offering her open body to the youth.
"Let me finish my beer. You chicks are all so impatient." His prick flexed up and down, as if he were intentionally wriggling it at her, teasing her with it.
"Come on!" she whined. "Come on!" Her crotch was on fire. Her loins ached with need.
The boy sipped his beer as if he had all the time in the world, at the same time lazily scratching his balls and stroking his cock.
"Goddamn it!" Cindy rammed her fingers back up her cunt and jerked them in and out with a vengeance.
At that moment, the screen door swung open and Bobby Kent stomped into the kitchen from outside. He appeared even dirtier than he had yesterday, and he smelled even worse. The kitchen filled instantly with the aroma of his sweat.
"Oh, wow!" The boy's eyes bugged out as they fell on Cindy, and his shorts, which were his only clothing, came off before Cindy had time to fully realize what was happening. He stumbled toward her then, his six-inch fucker stiff and wagging.
Cindy pulled her fingers out of herself just in time, because the boy fell on her instantly, squirming between her legs and fucking his stiff prick up her cunt. As his cock penetrated to the hilt, Cindy's arms and legs clamped around him as if by reflex. The boy began to fuck immediately, driving all six inches of his cock in and out.
"Oh, uh, oh!" he grunted, humping away, his hard young body squirming on top of Cindy, his chest rubbing her tits.
"Yes!" Cindy gasped. "Oh, yes!" She rocked her hips with a quick rhythm, meeting his excited thrusts, delighting in the feel of his rock-hard fuck-stick as it sizzled against the sensitive meat of her cunt hole. She sank her fingernails into his back, clawed at the backs of his legs with her toenails. This was what she wanted. This was all she wanted.
The boy's eyes were turned back as if he were in a state of perpetual ecstasy. His nostrils flared, hot air pouring out of them. Sweat ran off his forehead, dripped from his nose and onto Cindy's face. She licked the boy's neck and tasted salt. The faster the boy fucked, the more he sweated. In a short time, they were sliding together as if their bodies had been oiled.
The boy panted, grunting, moaning, fucking his cock in and out. He felt hard and heavy on top of Cindy, even though he was hardly larger than she was. He was all bone and muscle, and he fucked her hard, like a wrestler trying to pin an opponent. His prick felt like a hot metal rod inside her, fucking relentlessly.
Cindy gasped, at moments fearing the wind would be knocked out of her. The grit on the floor bit the tender skin of her back. She rolled her head from side to side, gibbering with excitement and pleasure. Her hips rocked up and down, her cunt fucking the boy's cock. Her cunt contracted repeatedly, sucking, chewing, squeezing the boy's fucker like a greased hand.
"Ohhhh, ahhhh!" the boy moaned as he fucked, his eyes turning back even farther, his spine like a whip as his loins humped frantically, his cock pistoning.
Cindy writhed under him, her hands stroking up and down his back, her toes clutching at his contracting asscheeks. Her cunt sizzled inside, tightening, ready to explode. The itch that saturated her fuck hole was maddening.
"Let's come!" she gasped. "Squirt it in me, shoot it, oh, quick!"
"Yeahhhhhhh!' the young boy bellowed. "Yeahhhhh!" His eyes turned completely back in his skull, only the whites visible. He shuddered in Cindy's embrace, his hard prick flexing wildly. "Ahhhhhhh!" His scalding cum exploded up Cindy's cunt, came like jets of hot milk.
The boy's orgasm was like a match setting off a pack of firecrackers. Cindy's cunt exploded with spasms, her eyes turning back in her head, her nails digging into the boy's flesh. She arched up, driving her crotch at the boy's plunging, spurting cock. All her feeling concentrated in her cunt for a moment, then rushed throughout her loins and spread in warm, pulsating waves through the rest of her body.
"Ohhhh, squirt it, squirt it!" she moaned. "Give it to me, fill me up, oh, yesss!" She crushed the boy in her arms, her pleasure-washed cunt sucking the cum from his flexing cock.
"Oooh, feels so good!" the boy mumbled, trapped in her embrace, his ass jerking as he pumped his cum into her.
As their orgasms petered out, they lay together, lungs heaving, Cindy's cunt contracting every few seconds with the after shocks of orgasm. The boy's cock responded with twitches of its own.
"Hey, you dirty little bastard, get off my chick." Rick Kent stood over them, pouring cold beer on his brother's back.
Bobby gasped, jerking out of Cindy's embrace. His prick popped out of her like a cork, jism dripping from it.
"Outa my way, peckerhead." Rick grabbed his younger brother by the hair and dragged him from between Cindy's legs. "Wanna see how a real man fucks a chick, then just watch."
CHAPTER NINE
Cindy trembled with renewed excitement as the sweaty teenager mounted her. She couldn't believe her luck. Rick Kent was going to fuck her again at last. Bobby Kent's quick fuck had been just a warm up. As Rick's enormous prick slipped inside her, she moaned, wrapping her arms and legs around the young Tarzan, rocking her hips, fucking his cock immediately. She couldn't get enough cock, wished she could keep a hot cock inside her forever.
"Fuck me!" she whispered. "Oh, Ricky, keep fucking me!"
"Horny bitch," Rick said, chewing his lower lip as he gazed down into her eyes and jerked his loins between her legs. His cock plunged in and out, squishing obscenely in her pussy hole. "Juicy bitch, mmn!" He wiggled his ass as he fucked, grinding down into her.
"Fuck me deep. Fuck me hard." Cindy churned her loins at the boy's loins, grinding her hairy groin against his. She felt his prickhead throbbing in the mouth of her womb and she squealed, wanting these feelings of fullness and pleasure to never stop.
Rick thrust down into her, pushing his cock in deeper than he'd ever pushed it.
"Oh, yes!" Cindy gasped, suddenly on the verge of orgasm. Her pussy contracted hard.
Rick braced his hands on the floor and pushed powerfully up away from her, breaking her embrace, yanking his cock out of her madly sucking cunt.
Cindy groaned, achingly empty. "What are you doing?" she whined. "I was just gonna come."
Rick kneeled in front of her, his prick throbbing and dripping with pussy juice. "I want you from behind. Get up on your hands and knees like a dog."
Cindy didn't wait to be told twice. She scrambled into position, wiggling her ass, crazy to feel Rick's big dripping cock fuck into her cunt again.
"Shove it in," she gibbered. "Oooh, shove it in!"
"I'll shove it in when I'm good and ready," Rick said. He turned to his brother, who was lounging on the floor, jacking his six-inch cock. "Hey, you smelly pup, wanna lick some ass?"
Bobby let out what sounded like a low growl, then crawled up quickly behind Cindy and started to lap at her crotch and asscrack as if she had honey running down her twin valleys instead of fuck-slime. "Mmmm, mmmmm!" He slurped, sucked, his hot wet tongue flapping up and down between Cindy's furry cunt lips, then up through her asscrack. The boy appeared to particularly enjoy her asshole, because he kissed it, then sucked on it, at last wriggling his tongue up into it.
Cindy gasped, shivering, surprised at how good the boy's tongue felt in her asshole. Her shithole filled with fuck-tingles as the boy drilled his tongue in and out of it, probing the sensitive crevices of it. It was as if her asshole had become her cunt. "That's enough." Rick grabbed his brother by the hair, gently trying to tug him away.
"Let me eat it some more," Bobby Kent said, jacking his prick furiously as he lapped at her asshole.
"Come on, shit mouth." Rick yanked his brother's hair hard, and the younger boy fell away, grumbling curses. "You can eat her some more later, after I get through with her."
Cindy's chest tightened, she was so excited. Rick was going to fuck her some more. As he moved up behind her, rubbing his huge hot prickhead up and down between her cunt lips, then up and down between her asscheeks, Cindy had to stifle herself from giggling out loud. She just loved the feel of the boy's hot cock against her fuck meat, would go crazy when he shoved all eight inches of it inside her again.
The boy forced her asscheeks wide apart, rubbing his wet prickhead against her tongue-reamed asshole. "You did a real job on her, pup. Her shit hole's half open, nice and loose. Better grease my prick once more though, just to make it slide easier."
Cindy flashed all over with goose bumps as the youth slipped his hard prick up her cunt once more. "Oh, yes, Ricky, fuck me!" She jerked her ass, fucking the boy's cock, rubbing her hot ass against his belly.
Again, without warning, the boy slipped his cock out of her.
"What are you trying to do to me?" she wailed. "Goddamn it, fuck me, fuck me!"
Rick chuckled. "I'll fuck ya all right, babe. I'll fuck ya." Suddenly he was grinding his cum-dripping prick against her asshole, his big hands hauling her asscheeks wide apart.
"He's gonna bugger ya," Bobby Kent said, sitting a short distance away on the floor and shamelessly beating his horny cock. "He's gonna bugger the shit outa ya."
Before Cindy could even begin to figure out what the little bastard was talking about, she felt her ass pucker dilate larger than ever before. Rick Kent's huge prickhead popped into her asshole. She gasped, arching up, not 'quite believing what was happening, and Rick's hot cock slipped easily into her asshole.
"Ahhhh, tight ass!" Rick sighed, rubbing his hairy groin against her asscrack, his arm-thick cock buried inside her completely.
"What-what-what are you doing?" Cindy gasped, hardly able to get the words out, she was holding herself so stiff. She feared that if she moved, she would split in half.
"Buggering ya, what else?" Bobby Kent said. "You oughta see yourself, getting buggered and all. Looks like ya got a leg rammed up your shitter."
"Ah, shut up and pound your meat, ass-licker," Rick Kent said, easing his cock out a few inches, then-fucking it .back in with a moan. "Mmn, tight ass!"
"Take it out! Oh, God, take it out!" Cindy was suddenly frantic.
"Shhh, you'll wake up the brat, babysitter." Rick pulled his cock out until only his prick head remained inside her, then fucked it back in. "Ahhhh!"
"Ohhh, God!" Cindy whimpered. "Help me!"
Rick slapped her ass as if he were slapping her face. "Relax, enjoy it!" He hauled his cock out, then fucked it back in, pulled out, fucked in. "She's hot in there, Bobby boy. You oughta feel what I'm feeling."
"Let me fuck her awhile," Bobby said.
Rick laughed. "Go fuck yourself, brother. This ass is mine for as long as I want it."
Cindy breathed so fast that she was dizzy. Each time Rick plunged his fuckpole up her ass, she squirmed, wanting to scream. She had to admit, though, that it really didn't hurt. She glanced over her shoulder, shocked to see Rick's super-thick cock, gleaming with cum and ass-juices, plunging in and out of her tight little asshole. How could it fit in there?
Rick grinned at her, flicking his tongue along his lips. All his muscles stood out as if carved in stone. "Like it, honey-ass? Bet you like it, huh? Bet you already like it better than the other way."
Cindy turned away, unable to look the smirking youth in the face another second. She hated him for doing this to her. It was degrading, something animals might do to each other. The trouble was, the boy was right, she was beginning to enjoy the feeling. Her asshole contracted rhythmically around his sliding cock, responding the same as her cunt. As the youth's hot prickhead kissed the pit of her asshole, delicious electrical thrills corkscrewed through her loins. Her cunt contracted, cum and pussy cream oozing from it and running down her inner thighs. Suddenly, her asshole felt so good, she moaned out loud. She couldn't help herself. She began to wiggle and gyrate her ass around his fucking prick.
"Fuck me!" she whispered. "Oh, God yes, fuck me, fuck me!"
"That a girl!" Rick dug his fingers into her asscheeks, jerking her naked ass back at him as he fucked into it. "Told ya you'd love it. Never met a chick who wasn't crazy about it."
"Cream her," Bobby Kent said, jacking his prick like a monkey as he looked on. "Cream her so I can fuck her."
Cindy's tits swung heavily, swollen with fuck-tingles. She tossed her head from side to side, moaning softly. She couldn't believe how good this felt. Maybe Rick was right, maybe this was better than getting fucked in the cunt.
"Fuck me deep," she moaned. "Oh, Ricky, deeper!"
Bobby Kent slithered closer, sniffing her, watching his brother's prick fuck in and out of her asshole. Fuck lube dribbled from the boy's six-inch fucker as he jerked on it. The boy kept licking his lips, as if he wanted to devour her.
"Suck my tits," she said to Bobby. "Come on, you dirty little boy, suck my big fat titties."
The boy slithered under her, going for her tits like a hungry calf. His lips seared her nipples. He sucked hard, as if trying to get milk from her dry tits. His teeth grated along her tit-cherries, getting the bumps and nipples raw, sending electric thrills shooting through her tits and down into her cunt and asshole.
"Mmmn, mmmn!" Bobby Kent cooed and moaned as he sucked her nipples, slurping at them, munching, smacking his lips. As he sucked her tits, he humped his horny cock at the waxed kitchen floor.
"Bite 'em off," Rick said. "Eat 'em up."
Cindy squealed, sure she'd lost her mind. Bobby's tit-sucking and Rick's ass-fucking, simultaneously, were more than she could stand. The fuck-sensations swarmed through her loins, tightening her fuck meat, priming it for an explosion.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "I wanna come. Make me come. Suck my tits. Fuck my ass!"
"Yeahhh!" Rick sighed, plunging his cock in and out. His big prick swelled even larger, seemed to be hardening even more with each grinding thrust. "Yeahhhh, yeahhhhhh!"
"I can't stand it!" Cindy wailed. "Oh, God, I just can't stand it! Cream me, you bastard, oh, quick!"
The boy pistoned his cock faster, making it squish in her asshole. His belly smacked her ass with a quick rhythm. He grunted, moaned, driving his cock, taking his pleasure in her clutching, quivering asshole.
Cindy was dizzy with fuck-sensations. Each time Rick fucked into her, each time Bobby's hot lips sucked her nipples, her cunt and asshole contracted and intense itchy thrills swirled through her loins. Her ass felt huge, swollen with fuck-tension. She could feel Rick's cum-filled balls flapping against her cunt.
"Shoot it in me," she moaned. "Oh, quick, before I come! I wanna feel it squirt. Shoot it!"
Rick grunted, loudly, thrusting savagely. "Oh, Christ, I can't hold it!"
"Cream me!" Cindy gibbered. "Oh, yes!"
Rick's cock flexed powerfully. As his first spurt exploded into her asshole, he collapsed on. her, pressing his belly against her ass and his chest against her back. His cock fucked into her to the hilt, quivering and flexing as spurt after hot spurt gushed into her virgin shitter. He bucked and quivered on top of her, grunting with satisfied lust as he poured his seething fuck-load into her.
Cindy closed her eyes, feeling the hot squirts in the pit of her asshole, trembling under the weight of the rutting, lust-mad youth. She churned her contracting asshole around and around his cock, crying out as the spasms of orgasm began to twist and gnaw through her loins.
"Ooooh, I'm coming, I'm coming! Fuck me, oh, fuck me!" Cindy gritted her teeth from the intensity of the sensations.
She couldn't get enough of the feeling. She could hardly bear the intensity of it, but she couldn't get enough of it.
CHAPTER TEN
Bobby Kent had her bent face-down over the kitchen table. He stood behind her, inserting his six-inch fucker into her asshole. Rick Kent, guzzling beer, slumped on a chair next to them, his deflated prick dangling heavily over the edge of the chair seat.
"Let's see what you can do," Rick said. "Bet you can't make her come again."
"Bet I can," Bobby Kent said, digging his fingers into her naked asscheeks as he began to fuck.
Cindy relaxed, pillowing her cheek on her forearm, letting the young boy use her asshole in any way he wished. She didn't care if he buggered her all night. She lifted her foot and lightly scratched her toenails up the boy's instep and shin, stimulating him, showing him she liked what he was doing. All this fucking was wearing her out, was making her groggy. She loved it, though, would never be able to get enough of it.
"Mmn, tight ass, tight ass," Bobby muttered, pistoning his cock inside her. His skinny young belly smacked her asscheeks.
"Still, I bet you can't make her come again."
"I sure as hell can. You just watch me."
Rick Kent laughed, raising his beet can to his lips. "I'm watching, ass-licker."
Cindy wiggled her ass, not only because Bobby's fucking it felt good, but to put on a show for Rick. "Oh, that's good! Keep it up. You fuck so good. Keep ramming your big cock!"
Rick guffawed, choking on his beer. "Big cock? Big cock? Tell me another one, cunt."
"It's big enough," Cindy said. "Don't listen to him, Bobby. He's just trying to get you mad."
Bobby seemed oblivious to both Cindy and Rick. He grunted, thrusting powerfully, ramming his hard cock up her asshole and grinding his tight belly against her ass.
"Oh, that's good, Bobby, oh, that's so good!" Cindy squirmed on the table, clutched at the floor with her toes. Her entire ass throbbed with heat. Fuck-tingles streamed through her naked body, prickling her nipples and toes. As the boy's jabbing fucker hit a particularly sensitive spot in her asshole, Cindy gnawed on her fist, her eyes rolling with pleasure.
"Make her come," Rick said. "Come on, turkey, make her come."
"I'll make her come," Bobby muttered. "You just wait."
Rick chuckled, dumping beer on his cock and balls, as if it were baby oil, arid rubbing it in.
The table legs inched their way along the floor as Bobby fucked Cindy faster and harder. They both grunted, the sweat running on their naked bodies. Cindy almost wanted to tell the boy to slow down. Her hipbones were being rubbed raw on the hard table top.
"Ram it, baby, ram it!" Rick said. "Fuck the shit outa her. Make her come."
"Fuck!" Bobby muttered, grunting, thrusting, fucking his cock into Cindy's cum-filled asshole. "Juicy fucking ass! Fuck it!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, oh, Bobby fuck me!"
Cindy was delirious again, crazy with lust and fuck-sensation. Hot juice ran out of her cunt and down her legs. More hot fluid oozed out of her contracting asshole as Bobby buggered it. She wiggled her ass madly, grinding it against the boy's humping loins.
"She's gonna come," Bobby announced. "Her asshole's chewing like a mouth. She's gonna come quick."
"Fuck the shit outa her," Rick said, stroking his hardening prick. "Come on, you little bastard, fuck!"
Cindy's vision blurred. She could hardly think anymore. All she could do was squirm, wiggle her ass and grunt. The boy's cock felt like a rod of hot steel inside her, and it seemed to have grown, swollen thicker and longer. She felt the boy's hot young balls flapping against her cunt. Her excitement crescendoed, her asshole clutching frantically as the spasms began in her loins. "I'm coming!" she gasped. "Oh, God!" She shivered all over as the fuck-feeling gnawed through her asshole. "Ohhhhh!"
"Yeahhhhh!" Bobby Kent sighed. "Ohhh, yeahhhh!" He fucked into her hard, his young prick flexing, the sizzling cum erupting from his teenaged prick.
They writhed and moaned together, their asses jerking, their fuck meat spasming in unison. Cindy's orgasm renewed itself with each spurt of the boy's hot jism up her asshole. She danced on the boy's insteps, her toenails clawing his feet and toes. Goosebumps covered her for a moment, then waves of heat rushed through her naked body. Fuck cream ran down her legs.
She could have gone on fucking the two boys the rest of the evening, but they wanted to rest, and they were hungry besides. While the two brothers, not bothering to get dressed, lounged on the living room couch and watched TV, Cindy popped a frozen pizza in the oven. She had sticky cum from her crotch and asshole dribbling down the insides of her legs, but she didn't bother to clean herself up. She liked the slick, sexy feel of it.
The Spanish fly seemed to have worn off. The unquenchable fire and maddening fuck-itch no longer tortured her cunt. She was still horny, though, and hoped to tease some more fucking out of the boys before their father got home, which would be several blessed hours yet. It was just coming on the dinner hour.
She waited in the kitchen for the pizza to bake, knowing that if she went into the living room, she wouldn't be able to keep her hands off the two naked brothers.
What a job this was turning out to be! she mused, sipping a glass of iced Coke. Food and drink, and hot code for her pleasure. And she was getting paid for it! Not only that, but the brat she was supposed to be entertaining was safely asleep upstairs. Rick and herself had found Tina sound asleep on the kitchen floor when they'd returned to the house after their glorious fuck on the beach. Rick had carried the brat upstairs to bed, where she'd be silent 'til morning.
"To Florida," Cindy said, raising her Coke glass and toasting a clump of blossoms that waved at her through the kitchen window. She was beginning to like this place. Even the heat was growing on her. She loved sitting around naked and sweaty, sipping a cool drink, sniffing the jungle dampness and flower fragrances. She liked the boys here, too. They didn't pussyfoot around. They knew what they wanted, and they took it.
Pussy, Cindy thought. That's what they all want-pussy. And she wanted cock, all the cock she could get. Well, they had the cock to give her, and she had the pussy to give them. A nice situation.
The buzzer went off on the oven, and a few minutes later Cindy was delivering a steaming pizza and ice-clinking glasses of Coke to the two naked Kent boys. She ate one slice, herself, then wiped her greasy fingers on a napkin and wiggled down on the floor at Rick Kent's feet. He glanced at her, then went back to watching TV and chomping on his pizza.
Cindy crouched down and started to lick the boy's toes. Soon her tongue had traveled up his sinewy insteps and she was licking the golden-haired skin on his tanned legs. By the time she reached his thighs, lapping at the sensitive insides of them, his eight-inch prick was standing up and throbbing against his muscular belly. His swollen balls rolled slowly in their hairy sac, inviting her tongue, and she began to lap at his sweaty fuck-eggs.
Rick chomped on his pizza, sipped his Coke, and let her pleasure his balls and prick. By the time he was finished eating and drinking, Cindy had licked his cock all over, including the big sweaty knob, and now she was sinking her mouth over his prickhead, letting it slide down her throat.
Rick settled back, belching a few times and wiping his greasy hands on his belly. He clasped his hands behind his head then, watching Cindy pleasure his erect cock.
"Mmn, feels good," he said. "Give my big prick a good long blowjob. Don't make it come too fast. I like the feel of a chick's lips and tongue sliding all over my prick." His cock throbbed in her mouth as she tongued the rear of the knob, and he groaned, stretching his naked legs out long, arching up slightly.
"Yeah, move that wet tongue real nice and slow."
"Make him come and then do me," Bobby Kent said, jerking on his cock with his pizza-greased hand. "I like blowjobs, too."
"Why don't you beat off in the bathtub, pussy-mouth? You could use a week-long soak. Christ, you stink." Rick Kent wiggled his ass as Cindy munched on his prong. "Mmn, keep sucking."
"Get fucked!" Bobby Kent said. "I'm getting a blowjob just like you. I ain't taking no bath. Why don't you take a bath? You're the one that stinks."
"Oh, beat your meat and shut up," Rick said. "Can't a guy get a blowjob in peace?"
Cindy went all the way down on the youth's cock, shoving her nose and upper lip into his groin-hair, nibbling on the very base of his hard cock with her front teeth. His prickhead pulsated in her gullet, stretching it wide. She fought the urge to gag, concentrating on relaxing her throat muscles, pleased with herself at being able to swallow his massive cock completely.
Rick stroked her legs with his hot feet, writhing sensuously as she bobbed her head, drawing her lips up and down his long cock, flapping her tongue all over it, sucking on his cockhead. "Mmn, suck my prick! Eat it!"
His big fucker quivered in her mouth, fuck lube oozing from his piss-slit as his cock throbbed. She swallowed the fuck lube, then drilled her tongue into his open pisshole. Her lips, her tongue, her entire face tingled with sensations she'd only before felt in her cunt and asshole. As she sucked, her cunt contracted, pussy cream and jism oozing out of her. She shimmied her legs together, working her swollen, inflamed pussy lips against each other. She felt so good, squirming naked on her knees in front of the muscular youth, her mouth and throat stuffed with his sweaty prick.
Bobby Kent moved down behind her, muttering to himself as he buried his face in her seething crotch. His hot tongue wriggled into her cunt, and he began to eat her out. She shivered, fuck-thrills corkscrewing through her crotch.
Eat me, she wanted to say, but she could only moan, her words stuffed back down her throat by Rick's huge cock.
Rick switched off the TV with the remote control, and the room became very still, completely silent except for the noises of sucking and slurping, of moaning and heavy breathing. Cindy could hear the rhythmic jerking of Bobby Kent's greasy hand on his cock as he sucked out her pussy hole. "Eat that chick's hot cunt," Rick said to his brother. "Lick it out, pussy-mouth. Never saw a guy who loved eating pussy and ass as much as you do, peckerhead. Go on, eat it."
Rick's words did nothing to deter Bobby. The boy's tongue twisted even deeper inside Cindy, licking the pussy cream and cum from every crevice of her cunt hole. The boy sucked as he licked, causing Cindy's cunt to contract repeatedly, causing her to tremble as fuck sensations screwed through her crotch and loins.
Cindy jerked her head up and down, sucking Rick's cock furiously, wiggling her ass and moaning as Bobby Kent munched her seething crotch. Suddenly, without warning, her cunt exploded with spasms. Her eyes turned back and she moaned loudly, her body wracked with shudders of pleasure.
"Christ, she's coming again!" Rick said. "Nympho bitch."
Rick's words excited her, increased the intensity of her orgasm. She bit hard into his cock, gnawing it. The sensations were almost more than she could stand.
"Hey, take it easy. Don't bite it off, for christsake!" Rick dug his fingers into her cheeks, forcing her to stop biting.
Bobby slipped his tongue out of her crotch as her spasms subsided. "Whew, she almost bit my tongue off! Her pussy's got teeth."
"Jesus Christ! Fuck!" Rick shook his head, then looked down at Cindy, who was gazing up at him, her mouth still stuffed with his cock, her spit leaking out all over his balls. "Suck it off," he said. "I don't wanna wait anymore. Suck the cum out of it."
Cindy knew just what to do to make the youth come fast. As she slid her lips up and down around his prick, she played with his spit-drenched balls with one hand and simultaneously shoved her other hand down under his hot crotch so she could get a finger between his asscheeks. She probed his asspucker with her finger, then slowly screwed the digit into his hot, sucking asshole. The boy groaned, arching up, sinking his prick down her throat to the hilt.
"Yeahhh!" he sighed. "Feels real good. Suck me off, now, suck me off!"
As Cindy pistoned her finger in Rick Kent's asshole, bobbing her head and sucking his bucking cock, Bobby Kent fucked his tongue in and out of Cindy's asshole, licking the cum and ass-juices out of her. Cindy wiggled and jerked her ass, fucking Bobby's tongue. At the same time, she finger fucked Rick's asshole and sucked his cock faster and faster.
The sounds of moaning and sucking filled the room again. Cindy swallowed gobs of hot fuck lube as it bubbled from Rick's throbbing prick; Pussy cream ran out of her. Even though she'd come only moments ago, her loins were saturated with fuck-itch again. All this cock-sucking kept her in a state of constant excitement, and Bobby's tongue up her shithole drilled thrills through her loins.
She squeezed Rick's balls, massaged them, drilled her finger in and out of his asshole. Rick humped, ramming his cock in and out of her throat, writhed and groaned, his asshole sucking at her finger.
"Eat it, oh, eat it! Make me come, make me shoot, oh, Christ!" Rick thrust his hips, reaming out Cindy's throat. He had his hands on her head now, jerking her head up and down while he fucked his cock in and out of her face. His cock had swollen to the thickness of an arm, it seemed to Cindy.
Spit gushed from Cindy's mouth, down the long shaft of Rick's hard prick. She sucked frantically, using not only her mouth but her throat as well. Rick's balls squirmed in her hand. Something swelled in Rack's asshole, and she jabbed at it repeatedly with her buggering finger.
"Ohhhhhh, Christ!" Rick arched up, ramming his cock down Cindy's throat to the hilt. His body quivered, his loins shuddering like a volcano on the verge of erupting. As he bellowed his pleasure, his prick flexed power-fully and a flood of scalding cum gushed down Cindy's throat. "Ahhhhhh!"
Cindy choked, unable to swallow fast enough. The heady flavor and aroma of his cum saturated her senses like smelling salts. Some of his cum escaped her mouth, running down like thick cream onto his balls. His asshole contracted repeatedly around her jerking finger. He bellowed again and again, spurting round after round of hot cum down her throat.
Cindy smacked her lips, sucking, sucking, sucking. The youth's powerfully contracting prick in her mouth and throat sent fuck-thrills surging through her body and to her cunt and asshole. Bobby's tongue felt like an electric probe inside her, and suddenly the fuck-spasms welled up in her loins yet again. She shuddered, her body gripped with spasms of pleasure.
She was still spasming when Rick pushed her away, popping his huge wet prick out of her mouth.
Bobby ripped his tongue out of her asshole. "Suck it, oh, suck it!" he gasped frantically. He scrambled up next to her, wrapping one arm around her head and ramming his quivering cock down her throat as her face turned toward him. "Ahhhhhh!" His cock flexed, spurting hot cum down her gullet. The boy worked his flexing cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face until he'd shot out every drop of his hot young jism.
"Lick the cum off my balls," Rick Kent ordered as Bobby released her, and Cindy was doing just that when Herb Kent walked into the living room, home from work several hours early.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Damn you young bucks!" Herb dropped the six-pack of beer he was carrying and immediately started taking off his clothes. "Shoulda known you'd get your itchy pricks into her sooner or later. Can never keep your hands off the babysitter, can ya? I oughta strap the both of ya."
"But Dad," Rick said. "She came after us. She was begging for it."
"She's a nympho," Bobby said.
"I am not!" Cindy scowled at the boy.
"Here I go, playing sick so's I can get off work early and entertain our babysitter here, and I find you two horny bastards working her over. You probably fucked all the spirit out of her by now. Damn!" He flopped down on the footstool to unlace his boots. He was almost naked, his boxer shorts and pants shoved down around his lower legs. His big uncut prick throbbed against his hairy beer-belly.
The two boys watched their father in silence, as if they weren't quite sure what to say. Cindy felt uneasy, not sure what the big man would do. Suddenly, it didn't matter though, because the sight of his big upright fucker had her drooling. Without another thought, she crawled toward him, her tits swaying under her. He had kicked off his last sock and was kicking off his pants when she slithered up between his legs and began to lap at his big sweaty balls.
"Jesus!" he said, spreading his legs wide and letting her lick. "We got ourselves a real sex-kitten here, boys. Now this is what I call a babysitter."
Cindy cooed, sucking wetly on his balls. She moved up, peeling his foreskin back and lapping all over his salty prickhead. As his cock throbbed, oozing fuck lube, she sipped it off, delighted by the taste of both his lube and his uncut cock.
"Christ, you're gonna make me come, little girl, if you don't watch out."
Cindy giggled, going down on his cock, watching his eyes roll as she swallowed his big fucker completely. She shoved her hand under his balls and probed between his asscheeks, feeling his hairy asspucker with the tip of her finger. Her lips wrapped around the base of his quivering prick, her blue eyes gazing up at him seductively, she wiggled her finger up into his asshole just as she'd done to Rick.
"What are you doing? Jesus Christ!" Herb Kent panted as she wagged her finger inside his asshole and began to bob her head on his cock, her tongue churning relentlessly.
It was over in seconds. Suddenly, something swelled in the man's asshole. Sucking fiercely on his cockhead, churning her tongue at the backside of his knob, Cindy jabbed at the quivering swelling with her finger. The man's prick quivered, his pisshole opening wide. As his prick shuddered, hot cum erupted into Cindy's mouth. She moaned as she sucked and swallowed, enjoying the rich manly flavor of the thick fuck-fluid.
"Yeahhhhhh!" Herb moaned. "Suck it all out, eat it all up! Ohhh, yeahhhh!" His cum continued to spurt, and Cindy sucked his cock until every last drop had oozed out.
Herb pushed her away, his deflated cock popping out of her mouth. "Ahh, just what I needed! Now for a beer."
Cindy, Herb, and the two boys got rid of the six-pack in what seemed like only minutes. Bobby ran to the kitchen for more beer, and the males drank until they'd had their fill. Cindy managed to down two cans, and by the time she'd finished them, she couldn't stop giggling. She waltzed around the room, rubbing her tits in the men's faces, showing them her asshole and cunt, inviting them to do whatever they wanted to with her.
They took her all at once, something Cindy didn't think would be possible until she found herself facedown on top of Herb Kent, his hard prick up her pussy, his fat hairy body like a big hot balloon under her. Rick mounted her from behind, sliding his eight-inch fuck-monster up her asshole. Cindy held her breath, the stretch in her loins frightening, but as Rick began to slide his cock in and out, she let go.
Bobby Kent entered her next, straddling his father's face in a kneeling position and slipping his stiff young prick into Cindy's mouth.
"Fuck, she's tight, ain't she, Dad?" Rick Kent fucked her asshole as Herb began to thrust upward under her, fucking her cunt.
"Juicy, too," Herb mumbled.
"And she sucks real good," Bobby said.
"Almost as good as you suck pussy, cunt-mouth," said Rick.
"Will you kids shut up and fuck?" Herb growled. "I wanna enjoy this, not listen to your yapping."
Cindy sucked faster on Bobby's cock, making him gasp. He grabbed her head and began to hump at her face, grunting and panting. She wiggled her ass, contracting both her asshole and cunt simultaneously. Herb and Rick moaned, fucking faster, and Cindy squirmed between them, contracting her fuck holes repeatedly. She was the naked female slice of meat in an all-male sandwich. It felt so good. She cooed, sucking cock, fucking cock.
The males all grunted, pumping their pricks in and out of her horny female holes. The air in the stuffy living room rose in temperature, became even more humid as the four naked bodies heaved together in a rutting orgy-pile. The men ran sweat like warm water, and Cindy slithered and slipped between them, mixing her female sweat with their male sweat, leaking pussy cream and ass-juices from her seething fuck holes. As Bobby's cock pistoned between her tingling lips, spit bubbled from her mouth, drenching his hairless balls and making them squirm in her hand as she massaged them. "Feels so good!" Bobby moaned, fucking his prick down her throat, rubbing his fuzzy-haired groin against her nose. "Oh, suck it, suck it!"
Cindy munched and slurped, hungry for the boy's salty young cum. Come on, baby, give it to me, she chanted silently. Feed me. Squirt it down my throat. She churned her tongue at the back of his prickhead, having learned that all three of these males enjoyed getting licked on that spot. The boy's cock jerked.
"Ooooh!" Bobby moaned, grabbing her ears and rutting at her mouth. "Oooh, suck it!"
Cindy continued to churn her tongue, continued to suck the boy's swollen cockhead. His prick quivered in her mouth as if it had become that electric vibrator she'd shoved up her pussy last night. His balls contracted in her hand.
"Ooooh, I'm coming!" the boy gasped. "Suck it out! Eat my jism! Ohhhhh!" His cock flexed, spurting hot fuck cream down her throat for the second time within a half hour.
She munched his jerking young prick, draining it. When he'd stopped shooting, she moved her tight lips slowly up and down around his cock, milking it, sucking the last cum out of his pisstube, licking the thick gob of cum off his pisshole as it oozed out. The boy squirmed, gasping as she sucked his softening cock.
"It feels too good," he moaned. "I can't stand it!" He yanked his prick from her mouth and fell away.
All the while she'd been sucking Bobby's cock, her cunt and asshole had been contracting to the rhythm of her sucking. Herb and Rick squirmed, grinding her naked body between their sweaty flesh, screwing and jerking their big hard pricks in her fuck holes. Rick bore down on her, lying on her with his full weight and fucking her asshole, reaming it out with his eight inches of hot fuck meat, smacking his hard belly against her ass, biting the back of her neck and shoulders.
"Fuck you!" he growled in her ear. "I'm gonna fuck your ass off. I'm gonna blow your guts out. Fuck youuuuu!"
Whimpering with pleasure, Cindy wiggled her ass, massaging his plunging cock with her asshole. She wanted nothing better than to feel Rick's hot cum explode into her asshole once again while his huge cock quivered and bucked inside her.
"Fuck!" Herb grunted. "Fuck my cock, you hot little mink! Ain't nothing feels better than teenaged pussy wrapped around my hard prick. Christ, it sucks like a mouth! Fuck me, babysitter, fuck me 'til I shoot."
Cindy couldn't stand it anymore. She squirmed madly between the two grunting men, wiggling her ass, contracting her fuck holes, rubbing her tits against Herb's hairy chest and licking his face.
They exploded simultaneously, Rick up her asshole, Herb into her cunt. Cindy whined, gasping, every cell of her body tingling and on fire. Her fuck holes spasmed fiercely, nearly skinning the two spurting cocks. The men bellowed like bulls, their cumholes wide open and spurting cum like lava.
"Ahhhh!" Rick growled, gnawing on the back of Cindy's neck. "Hot bitch ass!" He grunted, fucking his jism into the depths of her spasming shithole, drooling hot spit down her neck, grinding his hard belly against her sexy naked ass.
"Hot teenage mink," Herb muttered, his eyes rolling drunkenly, his cum bubbling into Cindy's clutching pussy. "Hot babysitter! Yeahhhh, fuck youuuu!"
"Fuck meeee!" Cindy moaned. "Oh, keep fucking me!" Her spasms kept coming, her fuck holes milking the thick cum from their big cocks.
What a job this babysitting is! she thought. What a fucking hot job!
