The proximity of living together in the confines of a camper, a mushrooming phenomenon in modern day America, can lead to unexpected results. And one of the most expected, unexpected occurrences is incest.
Sexuality is an instantaneous thing. It is an emotion that turns on the slightest excuse. A flash of bare flesh will give a male an erection; the touch of skin on skin may cause a woman goose bumps. From mental inception to physical completion, sex is an impulse.
The cramming of thousands of American families in the sardine can condition of camper living may initiate a whole new dimension in American sexual mores. When the camper rocks on its bed from the adults copulating, it's hard to soothe the kids with a story about an earthquake. When the sight and sound of sexual congress are screened only by a thin drape, it is-likely that children will peek.
It is not the intention of this book to draw a line of demarcation between what is moral and what is immoral. It is simply that these things happen; that this is life as it is being lived today. Where fiction leaves off and truth takes over, there is only the thinnest of separations.
It is our contention that books such as this do not cause change, they are solely the warning signs of change that will occur.
-THE PUBLISHER
CHAPTER I
"Unnggghhh! Ahhhhh! Deeper! Omigod, get it in deeper!"
For a moment little Ann Eastman thought she had been imagining things, or perhaps had been deluded into believing that her dream had been real. Certainly it had seemed that the man caressing her body had been a solid, three-dimensional figure, even though she could not distinguish his face or identify him. There was also no mistaking the hungry, yearning desire percolating through her lithe, supple twelve-year-old body. She had awakened, though, to find herself alone in the narrow bunk built over the cab of her parents' camper.
Another sound caught her attention and she twisted about cautiously, not wanting to make any unnecessary noise and thereby disturb her parents, who were sleeping in the larger bunk which took up most of the main body of the camper. Peering over the edge of her bunk and looking down, she saw a sight that caused her to suck in a quick, startled gasp of air. One of the curtains masking the camper's interior from viewers outside had slipped a few inches aside and a stray beam of moonlight filtered into the small area, partially illuminating the big bed below her. While the lighting was far from complete, there was enough light for her to get a fairly clear view of her parents.
Ken, her father, was lying atop Lucy, his wife of two years and Ann's stepmother. Ann blinked at seeing the unusual sight and squinted more carefully. The broad shoulders and narrow waist indicated masculinity; there was no room for error on that score. She could not see his face-his body was pointed directly away from her-but she naturally supposed that the man was her father.
Nor was there any reason to doubt that the long, shapely legs clasping the man's thighs were feminine, or that they belonged to Ann's stepmother. Few women had a better looking pair of legs. The woman's heels were locked behind the man's knees, giving her a powerful leverage. That position also opened her thighs to him with a completeness which made Ann's heart beat furiously as she imagined the way they must be fitting together.
Watching closely-the girl had never before seen a couple fucking, though she had theoretical knowledge of how the act was consummated-she saw her father's buttocks tighten into hard, quivering knots of muscle as he pressed his loins down into the dark valley between the widespread thighs below him. The woman's right hand slid down into view and cupped the man's left buttock, then moved slightly to allow her fingers to dig into the crack separating that pair of trimly molded lumps of muscle.
"Ahhhhh!" Ann heard the woman groan. "Mmmmmm, so good!"
Had she heard that voice in another setting she would never have been able to identify it as Lucy's. Distorted and coarsened with passion, throaty and deep, the voice positively reeked of animal passion and lustful excitement. Those torrid emotions seemed to percolate throughout the camper and the young girl felt her own body responding to their message of urgency.
God, they're really doing it! Ann thought to herself. He's fucking her right up the cunthole! Lord, it sounds like she's really digging it, too! I wonder if it's really true what Pam said, that a man's thing is three times as big when he's hard? Gee, if that's so then ... wow, what a thing she's got rammed up inside her! And she sounds like she really-likes it, too!
Neither Ken nor Lucy had any very noticeable hang-ups about nudity or the naked human body, though they were far from being nudists in any practical sense of the word. They generally wore enough clothing to satisfy the demands of decency but they did not act embarrassed or ashamed if one of the children happened to see them in the nude. Ann had therefore caught several glimpses of her father's cock-she still referred to it as a "thing," finding it uncomfortable to use the more vulgar terms employed by her friends. Pam Snyder, one of her best friends, had expounded the "three times" rule to her a few weeks ago and swore that she had tested it fully with two boys, finding it to be quite accurate.
Ken's prick had been soft when Ann had seen it, but to her young, inexperienced eyes the cock had seemed immense, far larger than the more modestly proportioned cock bestowed upon Dave, her older brother. Ann had naturally tried to envisage her father's prick swollen to three times the size she had seen. In the twelve-year-old's mind the result had been a grotesquely huge cock as big as one of her thighs and very nearly as long.
"Mmmmm, God, you're fucking my heart out!" Lucy muttered, now clasping both her hands over her husband's powerfully contracting buttocks so as to hold him close to her. "don't stop fucking, Ken. Keep on shoving it up my cunt! Agghhhh! I want it to last forever!"
"Shhhh!" he hissed. "You'll wake Ann! Mmmmmm, shake that ass, baby. You're grinding the cum right outta my balls!"
Their words drifted off into muffled, incomprehensible grunts. He continued writhing back and forth, squeezing his buttocks heavily each time he thrust against her opened loins. After a moment their breathing became louder and more strained, as though they were laboring under a terrific physical tension.
Ann was no stranger to sexual arousal, having long ago discovered that the tiny, hairless slit between her legs could be petted, teased and coaxed into a state of quivering anxiety. Far from indulging herself in that fantastic treat, however, Ann had assiduously devoted herself to avoiding it, since her mother-Lucy's predecessor-had taught her that it was very wrong to touch yourself in that strategic area. Try as she would, however, the girl had not been able to forego the pleasure with the rigorous consistency her mother had advised.
Each bout of masturbation had been followed by periods of deep, tearful remorse, coupled with fervent promises to herself that she would "do better." While she had uttered the promises and made the many resolutions with total sincerity, Ann invariably discovered that her ability to deliver could not withstand the incredible powers that periodically swept through her loins.
Ann's campaign against herself came to a peak during her mother's fatal illness. Her mother had died the week after Ann's eighth birthday, and the young girl managed to convince herself that her mother's death had somehow been in retribution for her own weakness, for her inability to keep her hands away from her pussy. This ill-founded belief had taken a very deep hold on her, so much so that she had been under a psychiatrist's care for about a year after her mother's death.
The doctor had convinced the girl that her guilt was imaginary, that her supposedly evil behavior had not been the cause of her mother's death, but Ann had not accepted his explanations completely. She had masturbated only twice after her mother had died. On both occasions the pangs of remembered guilt had been so strong that the girl did not again succumb to the fleshly temptation for a long time.
Lately, however, Ann had been finding it harder and harder to resist the powerful impulses which pervaded her body with greater and greater force. As she matured, though, Ann fiercely regretted that her breasts had not grown as her hips had, turning into lusciously curved little mounds of firm flesh. Her nipples and the surrounding aureoles covered nearly all of the firm, sharp-pointed little cones adorning her rib cage. The growth of a Vee of curling, dark brown hair at the apex of her thighs had also been a treat. She could now flaunt the badge of womanhood in the shower room at school.
Ann had been somewhat more dubious about the changes in the slit bisecting that patch of fur. She had kept careful track of the rapidly developing cleft, once she had been aware of what was happening inside her body, and had been both surprised and offended at the way her pussy kept pace with the rest of her body. Her outer slit had grown larger and darker, as well as considerably more sensitive. Her inner lips had become huge, or so it seemed to Ann. The most startling development, however, had been the sudden appearance and growth of a small, pea-shaped lump of gristle located under the apex of those inner lips. Ann had discovered the lump quite by accident one afternoon but the accident had remained firmly printed in her mind. She could still remember with perfect clarity the electrifying jolt of arousal which had pierced her loins the first time she had touched her clitoris.
The girl now became totally aware of her youthful body as she lay upon the narrow sponge rubber mattress in her bunk and watched the totally engaged couple below her. It seemed to Ann that her inner thighs had developed so much sensitivity that even the cool breeze blowing through the camper body was caressing her with soft, invisible fingers. Suddenly the nylon bikini panties of her nightgown seemed to have become intolerably tight. They were pressing against her outrageously sensitive pussy with demonic, knowing force. The hairy little slit pressed against the material snugly and even the slightest movement brought her panties up tighter against that panting, dripping cleft with greater force.
"Uhhhh! Ooooohhh!" Ann's stepmother suddenly grunted, sharp and clear, as though the sounds had been forcibly expelled from her throat. "Aggghhhh! Aiiieeeee!"
The cries were not loud, but Ann caught the note of terrible, hungry urgency. Together with the sight of her father's buttocks clenching and relaxing, contracting over and over again as he continued pressing against Lucy's waiting body, the cries created an intolerable situation for young Ann. Hardly knowing what she was doing, the girl reached down with a hand to clasp the firmly, sharply molded mound swelling up from the tops of her thighs.
The first touch set her off, creating an erotic force-field which turned her entire body into an inferno of hot, throbbing lust. The force seemed to be especially intense in the area between her thighs and navel, however. Ann slowly rolled over onto her stomach, keeping her hand locked tightly in place all the while. Once she had come to rest, pressing the absurdly tightened cones of her throbbing nipples into the mattress, the girl lay there for a moment, not moving at all. She continued to watch her father's buttocks as he worked his cock in and out of Lucy's tight, love-moistened cunt.
"Unngghhh! God, you fuck like a bull!" she heard her stepmother mutter in that strange, thick voice that was so different from the gentle tone she normally exhibited. "So big, so fucking big! Mmmmmm, you're tearing my cunt apart!"
"Grind it, baby, grind it off!" he gasped. "Your pussy's tighter than it ever was; just bear down and grind my prick off at the base!"
Ann's hops involuntarily clenched into knots of hard, throbbing muscle as she pushed down with her loins, pressing her agonizingly aroused slit against her waiting hand. The contact, so deliciously thrilling, almost caused her to cry out with surprise. She gritted her teeth together and forced herself to remain silent. Her pussy felt alive with sensual power of an intensity new to her. Again Ann rubbed herself against her hand. She could feel the animal heat flowing outward from the ferociously awakened cleft of flesh, as well as the steady trickle of hot oil which had already flooded the crotch of her panties. She dug her fingers into the tautly stretched material, attempting to work them up into the mouth of her cunt. The added pressure brought another rush of delirious excitement pulsing through her body. She crammed a corner of her pillow into her mouth and bit down hard, fearing that she might lose control and cry out in spite of herself.
Ann's father was working harder now, thrusting against his wife's body with quick, urgent strokes. Her father's and stepmother's breath rasped through the body of the camper and added to Ann's arousal, since she could detect the note of excitement in the way they sucked in short, hungry breaths of air.
Lucy again grunted sharply, then moaned deep in her throat when she felt the change in her husband's tempo. She recognized that alteration for what it was, a sign that he was searching for the final bit of stimulation needed in order to release the flood of pent-up excitement she had engendered in his balls.
"Mmmmmm, I feel it!" she panted, her voice a little louder now. "Oohhh, cum, darling, let it all shoot out! Drown my cunt with cum!"
"Work it down!" he grunted sharply. "Agghhhh! Now, now! Ugghhh! Ooooohh! Suck it out of my cock!"
At the same time that her father was fucking her stepmother, Ann's loins exploded in a sudden burst of orgiastic delirium that swept over her with a suddenness that took her entirely by surprise. Never before had she felt so quick a change in her body, nor had the storm of sensation ever been nearly so overpowering. A red fog of passionate arousal swept through her mind and then took control of the rest of her body. Shuddering powerfully, she fucked herself against her hand until she lost consciousness and collapsed weakly, panting softly into the pillow on which her head lay.
Several minutes later, when the girl had gained enough control over her senses to be aware of what she had seen and felt, she marveled at the totality of the experience. If she had felt pleasure on those earlier occasions when she had fingered her slit into throbbing states of joy, then she would have to find new words to describe the fantastic state into which she had just propelled herself; the difference was remarkable enough to constitute an entirely different order of sexual experience.
That thought occurred to Ann just before she felt a cloud of remorse sweeping through her mind. Guilt possessed her and she began promising herself that she would never again tease the dormant slit between her thighs into life, that she would find a way to atone for her weakness in surrendering to its insistent demands. Those thoughts disappeared quickly, however, when she looked down into the body of the camper again and looked at the figures of her parents.
Ken had rolled off Lucy and now lay at her side. His cock, wet and glistening beautifully in the soft moonlight, had lost most of its stiffness but still looked to be enormous, at least to Ann's naive eyes. It lay limply across his belly like a sullen, sleeping reptile and looked to be every bit as menacing. The girl felt a shiver of interest run through her body as she looked down at the mammoth prong.
She felt another sentiment, though, when she looked over at his side and saw Lucy. The woman still lay on her back but had brought her right hand down over her love mound. She was reaching down between her thighs and, as Ann watched with startled interest, her fingers began moving. Slowly and gently working, she began stroking that tender love flesh, working it into yet another state of sexual tension. Ann could not see exactly what she was doing, naturally, but she could see enough to be absolutely positive that her stepmother was fondling her pussy.
Watching closely and holding her breath, Ann aw her stepmother's fingers begin working faster or a moment. Suddenly Lucy spread her thighs vide apart and jammed two fingers into the mouth of her cunt. That orifice, still warm and tingling with sexual arousal, parted easily to admit her fingers. The generous coating of sperm Ken had injected into her cunt tunnel had begun to run out and further greased the opening.
Twisting and stabbing with her fingers, Lucy quickly fucked herself into another state of trembling, gasping exhilaration. She worked quickly, knowing exactly how to excite herself most efficiently, and brought herself to yet another peak of throbbing excitement. A few low, whimpering moans of ecstatic joy escaped from her lips at the absolute top of the orgasmic cycle. Lucy caressed her heels into the mattress and shoved hard against her hand, lifting her hips off the bed completely to press her pussy against her fingers. After a moment, she lowered herself back, stretched her long, lovely legs out straight and lay very still. Ann continued to watch, wondering what would happen next. But after a few minutes the sound of deep, regular breathing told her that they were both asleep and that there would be no more of those exciting displays that night. The girl lay awake for a long time, however, and gave a great deal of thought to all that she had seen after waking up.
CHAPTER 2
Ann was unusually subdued throughout the following day. For most of that period she shared the back of the camper with her thirteen-year-old brother, Dave, and it did not take him long to perceive the alteration in her manner. Normally an ebullient, lively bundle of energy, ready for almost any kind of devilment and mischief, Ann answered his questions shortly or not at all and concentrated on keeping her thoughts to herself.
"Hell, you're about as much fun as a Sunday School book!" he snorted in exasperation after failing again to arouse her interest. "What's wrong, got your period again?"
Dave had no hesitancy at all in putting the most intimate kind of questions to his sister, who generally exhibited the same free, forward spirit. On this day, however, he found that she was in no mood to do anything of the sort.
"It's not that," she snapped. "Just leave me alone, huh? Look out the window and watch the rocks go by or something. Maybe get over there in your corner and jerk off, something like that?"
"Aw, you know it's no fun just to jack off," he told her. "You wanna help me? C'mon, Ann, let's play a little!"
Their sexual byplay was limited to word which would have startled and dismayed most parents. Occasionally Ann succumbed to Dave's insistent urgings and watched him toy with his cock, a sturdy hunk of muscle which fascinated her more than she would ever admit. On two occasions she had become involved enough to grasp the broad-shafted rod and stroke it in accordance with his gasped, excited instructions. The way his cock had responded to her tight, pistoning grip-made easier by the plentiful quantity of saliva which he had put on the big tool-had made an extremely deep impression on her. The truth of the matter was that Ann felt a surge of sexuality in her own body when she had taken her brother's prick in her hands, a sudden rise in feeling which had dismayed her, it had been so violent, so intense. The feel of Dave working in unison with her hand, breathing hard and then trembling and groaning as the iron-hard tool began quivering and throbbing with ecstatic approval, had been powerfully exciting, but she had found it even more thrilling to see the flood of creamy, viscous cum spurt forth from his cock when his balls had boiled over with lustful excess. Fearing the powers which those experiences had let loose within her own body, Ann tried very hard to ignore Dave's blandishments and to avoid getting herself into those situations.
"No, you know I don't like to do that," she told him, inwardly wincing at the bald-faced lie but determined to carry it off. "It isn't nice and it sure isn't anything a girl ought to do to a guy!"
"Like shit it isn't!" he said, chuckling at the thought. "Man, you oughtta see the way Sharon works it out for me!"
"That little whore, she'd do anything to get a guy to look at her," Ann sneered, wrinkling her nose at the thought of Sharon Lescamp, a classmate of Dave's who already had a fast and loose reputation in their school. "She'd probably let you stick it up her hole, even!"
"Yeah, she digs that too," Dave said, grinning wickedly at the look of surprise his answer provoked. "Sure, that was a little going away present she gave me before we left home-she let me sock it to her. Man, was that little cunt of hers ever tight! I thought I'd never get it in her, and then once I had it in, it was like she wasn't ever going to let me take it out!"
"Oh, you're impossible!" Ann scoffed. "She wouldn't do that I"
"The hell she didn't! That last night, when I went over there? We slipped out back, into the garage, and did it out there. I shot off twice in her cunt before she'd let me pull it out. And then she wanted to give me a hand job!"
"I don't believe a word of it," Ann said. "And I don't want to hear any more about it, either."
Ann was not as certain about Dave's untruthfulness as she pretended, however. Sharon, an exceptionally well developed girl, made no bones about the fact that she liked boys and that she was quite willing to masturbate her boyfriends to as many climaxes as they wanted, so long as they were willing to allow her the freedom to finger-fuck herself at the same time. Nor did Sharon hide the fact that she resorted to other techniques in order to gain her pleasure. It was she, for example, who had first told Ann about the possibility of masturbating with a tampon.
"It oughtta feel just like a cock," she had said, bending forward and whispering over the lunch table where they had been sitting. "I mean, it's hard and round, right? And fairly long? Jeez, at least you could get an idea what it's like, having a guy drive a stiff one up your cunt!"
Ann had pretended that she had no interest in such things, a facade which she normally adopted when her classmates and friends at school began talking about boys and the things one could do with them. In reality, of course, she had an extremely powerful interest in those subjects, though she had never been able to admit the fact to anyone. Ever since Sharon had mentioned the extra dimension of inserting a tampon, though, Ann had not been able to forget the conversation and each time she took one of the white cardboard tubes into her fingers, preparatory to inserting it into her cunt, she remembered the girl's words. There way a sort of pleasure, she found, in pushing the slender tube up into her body; the lips of her pussy and the taut, virginal rim of her cunt were both possessed with vast sensual potential and the tampon's tube made her all the more aware of it.
"I wonder when we'll get there?" Davey asked after a long silence. "Some time this afternoon, maybe?"
"Yeah, I think that's what they said," Ann told him. "Eagle Springs, that's the name of that dinky little town? Lord, I wonder what we'll be able to do there?"
"Man, if that Ellen's anything at all, I know something I'm gonna be doing!"
"Oh, Davey, you're so full of shit I don't know what to think about you! Even if you were right about Sharon, what makes you think this Ellen might be the same kind of girl? Really, you've got to get it into that thick head of yours that girls don't go around thinking about balling all the time, not the way you and your pals seem to!"
"You're probably right," he said, making a sad face. "About this Ellen cunt, I mean. I bet you she'll be about five feet tall and she'll probably go about two hundred! Yeah, she'll be about the size of a young elephant!"
The Eastmans were taking advantage of Ken's three week vacation to visit some friends they had not seen in a long time, Chuck and Linda Robbado. Ellen, their thirteen-year-old daughter, was accompanying them. They were to meet at Eagle Springs, New Mexico, a tiny crossroads hamlet about one hundred miles south of Santa Fe. The Robbados had a summer cabin located in the mountains near Eagle Springs and had offered to share it with the Eastmans for several days.
"Five feet tall and two hundred pounds!" Ann giggled, convulsed at the thought. "What an imagination you've got!"
The camper continued rumbling along the highway, working across a broad, desolate plain and gradually nearing a line of steep, purple mountains. At noon, when they stopped for lunch at a roadside park, they were near enough to see that the mountains were indeed formidable.
"We'll be in Eagle Springs in a couple more hours," Ken said.
Ann concentrated on watching her stepmother.
She was trying to determine if there was some change in the woman's outward appearance. Surely, Ann thought, her stepmother would betray some sign of stiffness or soreness from having a huge prick shoved into her cunt with freewheeling abandon. There should have been some outward mark as a result of her having fingered herself so frantically, but Ann could see no sign of wickedness. Lucy's pretty face looked exactly the same as always. Her long, brown hair framed that face and made her stepmother all the more attractive.
"Why don't you ride up front with Ken?" Lucy said to Dave when they had finished their meal. "You can turn the back of the truck over to the women, huh?"
"Wow! That's a winner!" Davey squealed.
Once they were started off again, Ann found herself sitting on a little bench running down one side of the camper. Lucy sat directly across from her. The well insulated camper body cut out most of the road noise, allowing them to talk with little effort and to hear each other perfectly well.
"Something tells me that you weren't as asleep as we had thought last night," Lucy began, facing the girl and speaking with utter frankness. "I thought I heard something last night, and from the way you were acting at noon today, I can guess that I was right. Would you like to talk about it?"
Ann stammered and blushed but could find nothing to say, beyond a few inane expressions.
Lucy smiled in an encouraging, understanding fashion.
"I know, sometimes it's ... well, upsetting to find one's parents doing things like that," she said. "But, really, I've got-"
"No, it isn't that!" Ann broke in to insist. "I mean, I don't mind it that you two were balling. I think that's beautiful! Honest, I think it's the sort of thing people ought to do when they love each other!"
"Really? My, that's a rather mature attitude," Lucy said, looking a little surprised but also pleased. "But still, you. seemed quite upset. Was it ... well, was it the first time you'd ever seen a couple making love?"
Ann blushed but admitted that it had been the first time ever for her. After a few more minutes of talk and some gently probing questions from her stepmother, the girl finally admitted that she could not conceive of how an organ as large as she supposed her father's cock to be could fit into an opening as small as a cunt.
"Ahh, that used to bother me too," Lucy said, smiling in a friendly, conspiratorial way. "It really bothered me, because I wanted it to happen to me and yet I was frightened to death, afraid that it would be terribly painful."
"And if his cock's really three times as big when it's hard," Ann said, taking a deep breath but plunging ahead, once the subject had been broached, "then it seems to me that it would just tear you in two!"
Lucy looked askance at that and asked why Ken's prick should be three times as large when it had reached its full, extra-hard growth. She listened patiently as Ann explained the "three times" rule she had learned, then laughed easily and assured the girl that there was not a bit of truth to the rule.
"My, the things girls won't tell themselves!" she said. "When I was about your age, the 'rule' was that a guy's prick was just twice as large as the middle finger on his left hand. Well, I was simply silly about a junior, a basketball player, who had the largest hands I've ever seen on anyone. Honest, the thought of having that finger in me was frightening, much less something twice that size! Ah, the hours I used to spend looking at his hand and wondering if it could really be possible-and if it were so, how on earth I was going to handle it!"
"Er, was it so?" Ann asked, falling into the open and frank spirit the woman had engendered between them. "Was his prick that big, I mean?"
"Nothing like it!" Lucy assured her. "In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if his cock and his finger weren't about the same size, now that I look back on it. At any rate, it wasn't nearly the problem I'd thought it was. You see, my dear, the truth of the matter is, a woman is rather flexible ... down there. We can stretch a great deal and, to tell the truth, being stretched can be one of the most delicious things in the world, as long as the fellow goes about it in the right way and doesn't rush things. But that's all far in the future for you. You'll have several years before you have to start worrying about such matters, unless I miss my guess."
Ann would have like to pursue the general subject farther but Lucy steered the conversation into other channels. In particular, the girl would have liked asking her why she had fingered her pussy, after having been fucked so soundly-because Ann supposed that such had indeed been the case. But once Lucy showed a desire to switch their talk onto other topics she dared not bring up the subject. Besides, she would probably have had to admit that her interest had a very personal and intimate basis and that she simply could not do. The guilt of having felt of her own pussy, and having done so with such spectacular results, was too strong within her and forbade any mention of the subject.
She would also have liked to ask why Lucy had said that it would probably be several years before she would have any need to worry about the size of pricks and the flexibility of her cunt's opening. True, she had no immediate plans to divest herself of her virginity. Indeed, there were not even any candidates close enough to her to help accomplish that feat. But somehow she did not expect to be a virgin by the time she graduated from high school.
Ann said nothing about those matters, though, and she completed the ride by engaging in a desultory conversation with her stepmother, one that wandered over a wide range of subjects, all of them rather uninteresting. When they pulled into Eagle Springs, which proved to be even smaller and drearier looking than any of them had expected, Ken found the spot where they were to meet the Robbados and parked.
"You and Dave can look around, if you want," he told them.
Ann and Dave needed only a few minutes in which to examine the few buildings that made up Eagle Springs. The few natives were all ancient, or so it seemed to them, and they decided to widen their circle of exploration. Dave pointed out a grove of cottonwoods a half mile away from the edge of the settlement and suggested that they see what it held for them.
"There ought to be some springs around here," he said. "After all, they had to name this place for something, didn't they? Let's go and find out."
Ann followed him to the grove, where they found a small pond fed by a trickle of water coming from a rock wall. The heat of the day, the boredom of traveling and the coolness of the water were enough to make the pool look extremely inviting. When Dave suggested that they wade into it, she was quite ready to follow his lead.
"Ohh, this is nice!" Ann called out as the cold water washed around her knees. "This trip's beginning to look better already!"
She waded across the pool and found that it was no more than mid-thigh deep in any sport. Her cutoff blue jeans were in no danger of getting wet and thus she looked all the more startled when Dave suggested they strip off and wade through the pool naked.
"Sure, it'll be a gas," he told her. "What the hell, there's nobody around to see, not that you've got all that much to be seen!"
"I've got enough that some people want to have a look," she retorted, knowing that he derived a deep and peculiar pleasure from seeing her in the nude. "Wasn't it you that was after me so last week to spread my legs and let you have a peek?"
Dave did not reply, mostly because he could see that the notion appealed to her, quite as much as to him. He slipped out of his shorts and tossed his tee shirt aside, pacing back and forth proudly and making no effort to hide the generous hunk of prick dangling in front of him. He knew that the sight of his cock excited Ann, having often demonstrated the fact to himself before, and he found it highly exciting to display his tool for her pleasure.
"God, isn't that thing ever soft?" she asked, watching it lift up to the horizontal and then rise above, swelling and stiffening all the while. "I believe you guys keep it hard twenty-four hours a day!"
"Yeah, but there's a way to get it soft," he said, reaching down to take the big prong in his hand. "Wanna watch? Sure you do. You always get a charge outta watching me jerk off!"
CHAPTER 3
Nothing had been farther from Ann's mind when she had followed Dave to the grove of cottonwoods, yet she also knew that she would watch him with the same eager, intent curiosity which she always displayed. There was an irresistible power to his cock. Ann had discovered this two years ago when her brother had first demonstrated his masturbatory skills for her. She found it fascinating in the extreme to watch as he worked the loose foreskin back and forth over the tool's broad, flaring head until finally he launched his hips forward and shuddered from head to foot when the creamy geyser of cum erupted from the throbbing, pulsating length of meat.
"Just watch and enjoy it," he told her, taking up a position directly in front of her and about six feet away. "This is the way Dad's prick looks when he's shoving it up Lucy's punt!"
He wrapped his fist around the thick shaft and plunged forward, fucking into his hand. Ann felt a powerful surge of excitement flash through her loins upon seeing that graphic demonstration of the act of love.
"Maybe you've been picking up on the way they go at it," Dave said, stroking his cock and continuing to roll the foreskin back and forth. Uncircumcised, the loose flap of skin provided the ultra-sensitive head of his prick with all the stimulation he could desire, at least at that stage of his arousal. "They might be old but they still like to get it on!"
"How do you know so much about it?" Ann managed to get a skeptical, scoffing tone into her voice, though she felt a flash of guilt at having spied upon her parents the night before, even though she could not help having done so. "I suppose you've been slipping into their bedroom at nights?"
No, I just hear them sometimes," Dave replied. "My bedroom's a lot closer to theirs than yours is, you know, and sometimes late at night I can hear them grunting and groaning when they're getting ready to cum. That Lucy, she really lets it all hang out, you know?"
"Maybe she simply enjoys being made love to. And in any case it's none of your business. Or mine either, for that matter!"
Dave showed no sign of being abashed by her accusatory manner. A brash, self-confident lad of thirteen, sure of himself and proud of the fact that he had already had his prick shoved deep into the cunt of a girl, he ignored her warnings and proceeded straight ahead.
Ann sank down into the water, squatting down until the cool liquid rose up almost to her tiny breasts. The strain of the squatting position pulled her thigh muscles tighter and exerted considerably more pressure upon her loins. The flesh around her pussy responded accordingly and she became much more acutely aware of her swollen, gently throbbing clitoris. The added strain forced the lips of her pussy apart slightly and she felt a giddy sensation as the cool water invaded the hot, moist crevice and flowed against the rim of her cunt. The abrupt contrast in temperatures nearly forced a low gasp of pleasure to her lips. She remained quiet, however, and surreptitiously brought a finger into gentle, tentative contact with that highly sensitive cleft.
"Hey, you know that they eat each other?" her brother asked, continuing to work his fist up and down his cock's shaft in that slow, maddening way that Ann found so devastatingly arousing. Despite her protests, she too was thinking of the way her father's cock might appear as it worked its way in and out of her stepmother's hot, juicy cunt. That thought alone was enough to make her pussy's flaring lips tingle and throb with sensual arousal. But when it was coupled with the obscene, throaty words of hearty approval Ann had heard Lucy utter the night before, the display Dave provided her was enough to make her entire midsection ache with hungry, fervent desires. Her finger began working more strenuously and now glided over her rigid little clitoris. She flinched and gasped softly at the contact. The little lump of gristle was already amazingly sensitive and responded with approval to even the slightest touch.
"Yeah, I got out of bed one night and slipped down the hall when I heard some noises," Dave continued, enjoying the effect he was having on his sister. "They'd left their bedroom door open a little and I got to peek inside. She was over him, kneeling over his face and rubbing her snatch all over him! And was she ever digging it! Man, she couldn't say nothing but how much she loved having his tongue rammed halfway up that hot little cunt of hers! You ever think about having a guy eat your cunt out?"
"Y-y-you're putting me on!" Ann muttered, hardly able to speak. Her brother's words affected her powerfully. She had heard a few girls talk about "giving head" but she had never been certain whether they were serious or not. Even so, she felt that it would be deliriously exciting to have someone nuzzling around between her thighs, kissing her pussy and caressing it with a tongue. "They'd never do anything like that!"
"Oh? Why not? Lots of people like to get eaten," Dave told her, grinning broadly when he saw how flustered his sister had become upon hearing his statement. "I kinda dig it myself! Yeah, I think I'd really like to go down on a girl! I was talking to Sharon about it the last time I saw her and she's willing to try it."
"Ugghh! It seems so awful!"
Ann's response was more dutiful than honest, if the truth had been known. She instinctively felt that she ought to say something like that but deep inside she felt another reaction, one of intense interest, not only in having a boy kiss her pussy but also in touching her lips to a hot, hard cock. That reaction surprised her but it was unmistakable. She told herself that such thoughts were the purest kind of fantasy, however, and that nothing of the sort would ever happen to her.
"Yeah? I think I'd dig it," Dave said. "Man, to get my cock rammed in between those lips of hers, have her tongue lapping at it and then shoot my load down her throat, that'd be out of sight!"
The thought evidently had a great deal of erotic power for Dave, since he began working his fist up and down his stiff prick with considerably more speed. He spat on the tool's head, moistening and lubricating it, and then closed his palm over the broad, purple knob in order to stimulate it more directly. Ann knew what was happening, having often watched him jerk off before, and felt her pussy give a warning throb of sensual power.
She had always felt slightly guilty about participating in those games with her brother but, as long as she did not allow him to become too familiar with her or to touch her own body, she was able to reconcile herself to the acts. Besides, the attraction was simply too strong at times to be denied. Ann would have been powerless in many cases to do other than as she had done. This was one of those occasions. The previous night, with her observation of her parents at play in their bed, had left her body in a state of advanced sexual arousal, despite the way she had teased and caressed her pussy into another powerful exhibition of its orgasmic potential. She was thus all the more helpless to break away from the scene in which she found herself, or to pull her fingers away from her pussy.
One finger continued playing over her clitoris, as hard and as sensitive as ever. Mostly she could not touch the super-sensitive organ directly and had to content herself with stroking the flesh alongside it. Another finger now slid down to the lips of her pussy, parted them and began gliding around the tautly stretched rim of her cunt. That orifice, so plentifully supplied with nerve endings, had become exquisitely tender and her finger sent savage pangs of pure animal pleasure shooting throughout her young body.
"God, I'm getting off!" Dave grunted, working his hand harder around his cock and beginning to shudder as he felt the climactic surge mounting inside his loins. "Ummmm, I can feel it starting!"
His balls, large and swollen with lusty fevers, hung down low. Each of the egg-like limps appeared to be at least twice its normal size. He cupped the dark, lust-infused bag in his free hand and continued fucking into his fist. Ann's eyes, wide and intent, focused upon the head of his cock, almost boring into the tiny slit crowning the very tip of that lethal looking implement. Soon the creamy geyser would erupt from that slit, she knew, and then she would join her brother in a throbbing, pulsating frenzy of pure sensual delight.
"Ahhh! Oohhhhh!"
He groaned deep in his throat and thrust his hips far forward, lifting himself up on the balls of his feet in his eagerness to extract every morsel of orgiastic pleasure from his body. Suddenly Ann pictured herself kneeling in front of him, hands clasped tightly between her thighs and fingers digging deeply into her slick, highly excited pussy. She saw herself clasping the head of Dave's big, lust-stiffened cock with her lips, taking that huge, swollen head into her mouth and wrapping her tongue around its silken-smooth surface. She could virtually feel the big, hot tool against her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The imagined sensation was real enough to bring a low, throaty moan of pleasure to her lips.
When the first spurt of hot cum, reeking of passion, burst forth from the head of Dave's cock, Ann involuntarily flinched, just as though that steaming jet of hot love-cream had spattered into her own throat. She swallowed convulsively and then whimpered, a low but piercing cry of sexual agony. Just as Dave's prick began spurting and shooting its cream out in rich, luxuriant bursts, Ann felt her womb give a spasmodic lurch and then twang with a violence that took her breath away. The climax blossomed within her cunt, spreading rapidly throughout her loins and then over her entire body. Lunging furiously against her hands, she fingered herself with raw power and sought to do everything she could to heighten the flood of feeling which was erupting within her body.
"Unngghh! Aiiieeeee!" she panted, twitching and jerking weakly as the powerful spasms multiplied and became more intense. "Oooooh! Mmmmmm, I'm cumming!"
Indeed she was and she enjoyed the fierce, wracking series of vaginal contractions to the utmost. Dave's cock continued to spurt out jets of steaming sperm for an incredibly long time. Several of the strongest spurts came near to hitting Ann, though she was a good six feet away from him.
Looking down, she saw the creamy goo congealing into milky blobs and floating away on the pool's surface.
"God, you were really getting after it that time!" she whispered when she could again trust her lips and throat with words. "I never saw you shoot off that much before!"
"Man, I haven't been that turned on in a while!" Dave replied, his voice a little quavery and still weak from the after effects of the powerful orgasm. "And it's been a couple or three days since I got off, so my balls had a chance to build up a big head of steam."
"Hey, I thought you'd have been jerking off every night," she said, smiling tenderly. "Sleeping up in the cab, all by yourself, you could have yourself a handful any time you wanted it!"
"It just didn't work out that way," Dave told his sister. "But I was sure ready to let go with a wad today!"
They continued to rest in the pool for several more minutes, allowing their bodies to recover from the heady experience they had shared. Ann's young pussy still tingled and she knew that she could easily have spent another hour in caressing it without fully expending all the sensual hungers that worked inside. She had no intention of giving in further, though, and when Dave walked out of the pool she joined him without any protest.
His cock had not lost any of its size or rigidity, despite the profuse quantity of sperm he had ejaculated into the pool. Ann watched with amusement as he tucked the big, swollen rod into the front of his cutoff jeans, pushing it over to one side in order to make the telltale bulge less noticeable. She had only recently become aware of the technical difficulties in concealing an erection and, in wandering through the shopping malls near her home, she had become very proficient at spotting men whose cocks had sprung into life at an inopportune moment. Some of them were prodigiously equipped, judging from the massive bulges she had seen, and she invariably wondered what they would look like when they were naked.
Ken and Lucy were waiting when they returned to the camper. Ken told them that he had inquired about the Robbados at the general store serving the tiny community and had been given a message from them.
"We're supposed to go on up to the cabin," he said. "They got held up and won't be able to leave home for another couple or three days. Looks like we'll have a little time up here by ourselves."
They piled into the camper and were off. They soon left paved roads and spent most of the remainder of the afternoon in bouncing over roads which became progressively more primitive. The rough ride and hot weather left them all limp and weary. Thus they were highly relieved when they pulled onto a small plateau edged against a steep cliff and saw the cabin ahead.
CHAPTER 4
Though it appeared small and unimpressive at first sight, the Robbado's mountain cabin was larger and much more luxuriously furnished than anyone had expected. There was a very large central area where most of the activities would take place, with space for preparing, eating and storing food. There were also several tiny cubicles built off the main room. The latter contained bunks and a chest, but nothing else and were extremely small.
"You've been awfully quiet lately," Lucy said to her stepdaughter the next morning when they went out for a stroll. "Is there something bothering you? Perhaps something about ... the other night? You must feel free to talk, Ann. There really isn't anything I'd want to hide from you."
Emboldened by her stepmother's persuasive attitude and encouraging ways, Ann took a deep breath and then plunged into the topic which had figured so largely in her thoughts ever since she had seen her parents fucking.
"Well, after Dad had finished and rolled off," she began, speaking slowly and trying to find the proper words, "I ... well, I couldn't help but see what you did then."
"What? I don't remember what happened," Lucy said, frowning as she tried to recall the sequence of events of that night. "I was ... oh, yes! I remember now. I gave myself a hand job! Oh, is that what it is?"
Ann nodded and then said that she had grown up believing that it was wrong for a girl to touch herself in that way.
"Well, that's a popular attitude and I guess there's a lot to be said for it," Lucy admitted. "I never saw much sense to it, though, and I never paid any attention to it. And it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Once I found out how good it felt, doing it to myself, I couldn't have stopped whatever anybody said!"
"But I was thinking about it in another way," Ann told her. "I mean, why should you have to do it that way after ... you know, after Dad?"
"Mmmmm, I see what you mean now," Lucy said, nodding. "All I can say, dear, is that I wanted to cum again and he was knocked out. You mustn't think that he didn't do a good job of fucking me, heavens, no! My God, he can fuck me until I see stars and colors and everything! It's just that ... sometimes he gets tired and can't go on any longer. When that happens, then I don't see why I ought not to do it to myself, as long as it satisfies me."
"But what would he have thought if he'd waked up and found you doing it?" Ann persisted. "You were right there beside him. Wasn't that a terrible risk?"
"Ah, now I'm beginning to understand! Ann, you're working under a terrible misconception," Lucy told her. "Your father doesn't think it's bad for a woman to caress herself like that. Far from it, in fact! My, I've often given little demonstrations for him and I can assure you that he's never had anything but the highest praise and respect for me when I did it. He's like a lot of men, you know. They really and truly dig seeing a woman do it to herself."
"Maybe so," Ann had to agree, thinking of the times Davey had kept insisting that she demonstrate her sexual prowess for him. "Yeah, maybe that's so, I guess. But do you think he'd be all that tolerant if he found me doing it to myself? His own daughter?"
"Oh, that wouldn't be any problem at all," Lucy assured her. "We've talked about that before, you know. About both of you, as a matter-of-fact. It'd be awfully hard for Davey to hide the fact that he's growing up. Sometimes when I go in to change the sheets on his bed there's hardly a spot anywhere that doesn't look as though it's been spattered with cum! Honest, he must have two or three wet dreams a might! And besides all the other times, when he beats off!"
Ann marveled at the calm, matter-of-fact way in which Lucy mentioned young Dave's sexual propensities. There was not a hint of recrimination or condemnation in her voice. She seemed to accept it as perfectly natural that Ann's brother would indulge himself to the utmost.
"Of course, we can't see the evidence as far as you're concerned," Lucy went on, smiling in a friendly, conspiratorial way. "I mean, a girl doesn't leave those yellow blotches on her sheets when she gets off, you know. But ... well, I've got to admit that I've sniffed at your panties a few times when I was doing the laundry and I can tell that you've been turned on."
"Oh, that drippy stuff!" Ann blurted out, mortified and embarrassed by the disclosure. "I hate it so!"
"You mustn't say that!" Lucy instantly retorted.
"Actually that's one of the greatest blessings a woman has. Why, if it weren't for that oil that we give off when we become excited, how would we ever get a prick into our cunts? That's what it's for, you know, to make us slippery and easier to penetrate. It's just a sign that our bodies are ready for lovemaking, that's all."
"But it's so wet! So ... so slippery!" Ann protested. "And it smells!"
"Indeed it is all those things," Lucy agreed. "But do you really find it offensive? Does the smell make you ill, for example?"
"I'll? No, not a bit," Ann replied. "It's just that ... well, it seems so messy!"
"Messy? Perhaps," Lucy said, smiling thoughtfully. "But, my dear, the whole process is somewhat messy if you wish to look at it in a certain way. And men, you know, they discharge a certain amount of fluid too. Much more than we do, I might add. Not that I object to that, not in the least!"
"Hey, I've always wondered about that!" Ann said. "Can you really feel it when the guy ... you know, shoots off inside you? Does it feel good?"
"Mmmmmm, it's one of the nicest feelings in the whole word," Lucy told her stepdaughter. She closed her eyes and smiled at the thought, which evidently was a very pleasing one to her. "Yes, you can feel every throb of a man's cock-they always give two or three little preliminary throbs before they actually begin spurting that hot cream you know-and then you feel the splash as the cum shoots out against the inside and ... it's simply an incredibly beautiful sensation, that's all! And the way they carry on when they're doing it, that tells you that they're enjoying it so much and of course that makes it all the more pleasing to you, since you've made it possible for them to have so much joy."
Ann said nothing for a moment. Lucy had delivered her sentiments in a soft, wistful tone of voice, one which conveyed the conviction that she was speaking from the bottom of her heart, and the powerful message seeped into Ann's mind, overwhelming her with vague desires of which she was barely conscious.
"That's a marvelous way of putting it," the girl finally said. "I've always wondered what that would be like."
"I'm sure you'll find out in due time," her stepmother told her. "Er, I'm a little surprised that you already know about men doing that. Shooting off, I mean. Or maybe the younger generation is just more knowledgeable than I thought? No, I'll bet that you've been watching young Dave? That's it, isn't it? He's been jacking off for you, showing you how he can cum!"
Ann was too embarrassed to deny the charge. Her deep flush was enough to confirm it, however, but to her vast surprise Lucy did not seem to be especially upset at having her guess corroborated. If anything, she seemed to approve.
"No, I don't think it's bad," she said, seeing the confusion on Ann's highly expressive face. "So long as you don't let him put that prick in you, that is! Of course you should never do that, at least not without taking some protective steps beforehand. But I suppose you know all about contraception and the Pill and all that, huh?"
Ann admitted that she did indeed know about the Pill. Upon being questioned more closely by her stepmother, she admitted that she had been watching Dave's masturbatory antics for some time and that she had occasionally gone so far as to display herself to him, though she had never openly fingered her pussy while he was watching.
Lucy listened carefully and soon realized that young Ann had depths and facets to her personality which had not previously been noticeable.
Ann suddenly felt a conviction that Lucy envied her, that the woman would also like to watch Dave handle his cock and coax another eruption of hot, steaming cum from the big tool.
"You're right," Lucy readily admitted when Ann framed the question. "Men might be really interested in watching us do it to ourselves, but I've always been at least as interested in watching them, too! Yes, I'd really like to do that. Do you think you could arrange something? You know, so I could hide and watch while he's doing it? I think that would be simply fantastic!"
Ann's head was whirling. Lucy's readiness to listen to all her questions and to answer them truthfully, to accept all her revelations without betraying the slightest bit of condemnation, simply overwhelmed the young girl. She would never have believed that an older person could be so understanding, so tolerant, so close to her in spirit. Thus, when Lucy said that she would like to watch Dave masturbate, Ann felt it incumbent upon her to go along with the woman's desire, though earlier she would have found it unthinkable.
Lucy clapped her hands with delight when Ann said that she would cooperate fully with her stepmother's desire. They checked the area surrounding the cabin and soon found a suitable spot for the demonstration, a small, grassy oval almost completely cut off from view. A brushy rise several yards away would afford Lucy an excellent vantage point, allowing her to look into the oval and see everything, yet concealing her all the while.
"This could be the most exciting thing ever!" Ann said when they had completed their arrangements. "Watching him do it and knowing that you'll be watching too, that's going to get me on fire in a hurry!"
"Why don't you try fingering yourself while he's giving his show?" Lucy suggested. "I certainly will be doing just that, I can promise you! And I'm positive you'll find that Dave will be much more enthusiastic about the whole thing!"
Ann would not agree to that step, though it had a great deal of attraction for her. The girl still could not fully accept the nature of self-administered sexual pleasure, though Lucy's free-and-easy attitude was beginning to rub off on her and to affect her own thinking in drastic ways. As soon as the woman and the girl returned to the cabin, they separated, Ann going off to find Dave and entice him into staging an unwitting display of his sexual prowess.
She found him quickly enough and it required only a moment's work to get the boy in the mood for her well-laid plans. Ann's own appearance had a lot to do with his willingness. The girl was wearing her habitual summer costume, a pair of cutoff blue jeans, but these were cutoffs with a difference. The legs had been cut so short that the cheeks of her ass showed their bottom curve where they met the tops of her thighs. She did not bother wearing panties, since the cutoffs would have showed the hem. The jeans fitted her extra tightly, molding every curve of her lusciously formed hips, and also following the suggestive bulge of her pubis and even dipping down into the cleft between her outer lips. Ann wore a tte shirt over the cutoffs. Her nubile nipples made enticing little dents in the thin knit cotton. Despite the lack of mammary development, Ann posed an exciting figure, one that would have aroused the lusts of many a man. Young Dave, full of sexual energy and perpetually horny, was probably the least able of males to resist the attraction posed by his sister.
"Yeah, this is a groovy place," he said when Ann led him into the clearing she and Lucy had found. "This is a great idea, you know? I was thinking about going off into the hills to do some exploring, but I'd a lot rather shoot my load off a time or two!"
"I was hoping you'd feel that way," Ann said, scarcely able to keep her hands from disappearing into the front of her cutoffs. "I've been thinking about it a lot lately and ... well, I guess it doesn't seem so wrong any more."
"Wrong or right, who gives a damn?" Dave snorted, unfastening the front of his own pants and sliding them down his long, well muscled thighs. "Man, it gets to a point where I've just got to let it go or it seems like I'll explode inside! But I'm real glad that you're coming around, Sis. This is going to be all right!"
"Who knows, maybe that Ellen will turn out to be another Sharon?" Ann said. "Maybe she'll be so interested in what you've got there that she'll ... who knows what might happen?"
"I wouldn't bet on it," Dave grunted, shrugging carelessly. "I figure I'll have to wait till we get back home. Then I can get it from Sharon for sure."
His prick, never far from being fully erect, had swung up stiffly as soon as it was freed from the restriction of his shorts. Ann felt a strong desire to learn more about the big tool, something she had not felt before.
"Just how long is that thing?" she asked, remembering that Lucy had asked her the same question. "Is it a lot bigger than what most guys have?"
"It's eight inches and a fraction, from the base to the tip," Dave said, giving her a proud grin. "It's more than a lot of guys have got, I know that. There's only one guy in my Boy Scout troop who's got more. That's Fred Moore, you know? Man, he's got nine inches already! And it's thick, too!"
"That little twerp?" J
"Look, he might not be but five-six, but I'm telling you, Sis, he's got a helluva cock swinging between his legs!"
Ann shuddered at the thought of seeing a prick an inch longer than her brother's, and thicker as well. As nearly as she could tell, without actually touching the tool to make the comparison, Dave's prick was about as wide as three of her fingers, making it a very hefty cock indeed. If Freddie's cock were even broader, than it would truly be a formidable fucking implement. Fortunately she disliked the youth intensely; pimple faced and unspeakably arrogant, he had alienated most of the girls at their school.
Ann risked a quick look toward the rise where her stepmother was to be stationed The girl could see nothing, but then she did not expect to do so. She had maneuvered Dave around so that he was facing in that direction. If Lucy were truly there, then she would have a ringside seat for the demonstration, or as close to it as could be arranged.
"It must be the altitude or something," she said to Dave, still keeping her deep blue eyes focused on his prick, "but I feel sort of horny myself today!"
It was no lie. Ever since her discussion with her stepmother, Ann's pussy had been throbbing and aching in a painful manner, proclaiming its need for attention of the most intimate sort. The cutoffs dug sharply into her cleft, making her all the more aware of her body's insistent demands. Ann found it difficult to walk in a normal manner because of the pressure against the hyper-sensitive parts of her anatomy.
Taking a deep breath, she unbuttoned the top of her cutoffs and unzipped the fly. Dave had been caressing his big, swollen cock, but now stopped to watch her. The sight of Ann undressing in front of him, and doing so without a great deal of pleading and coaxing on his part, was so unusual that he could not but wonder about it. Dave dared not ask her what was going on, lest he interrupt her or force her to change her mind.
Ann tugged the cutoffs down to her knees-they were so tight they would not slide down her shapely thighs-and then kicked them off. Her tee shirt came only a few inches below her navel and thus her pussy was fully exposed. The dark bush of pubic hair, amazingly well developed for a girl so young, curled lushly at the base of her belly. She turned toward him, knowing that he would be able to see the scarlet-lipped slit running down the center of the bush and disappearing between her legs and that the sight would excite him all the more.
"God, I'm so turned on I'm going to have to do it too!" she muttered, turning somewhat red in the face, but unable to keep from proceeding with the act. "Oh, Dave, I've just been so blessed horny all morning!"
"Yeah, work it out for me!" he muttered, his face becoming extremely intent as he watched her. She had leaned against a boulder in front of him and the position allowed him to look directly between her widespread thighs and see her pussy with total clarity. "Man, that's something to see!"
"Look at me!" she whispered, becoming swept up in the passion she had helped engender between them. "Watch me making love to myself! Ooooh, do it to yourself at the same time and we'll cum together!"
Ann's fingers parted the soft, lust-infused outer lips of her slit, exposing the daintily flaring inner lips. They resembled petals of some rare, delicate flower. Rosy pink and exquisitely inflamed with sensual feeling, the inner lips throbbed steadily and the touch of the girl's finger sent shudders of delicious agony coursing through her loins. The entire area was already covered with the clear oil which her lusty arousal had generated; the dainty feminine flesh glistened wetly in the bold sunlight.
"Is it as pretty as Sharon's?" she asked. "What does it look like?"
"Man, it's just so fucking outtasight I don't even know what to say!" Dave exclaimed. "Yeah, it's a real honey, all right. It looks like you're really turned on! Sharon? I don't know. She never showed it to me. It was always dark when we were messing around like that."
Ann's fingers now probed between those inner lips, exploring the rim of her cunt and dipping gently into the taut little opening. Her clitoris was already so highly charged with feeling and sexual energy that she dared not touch it directly. The thought was agony itself and she knew that she would dissolve into a sheet of white-hot orgasmic flame if she stroked that rigid little protuberance.
"Stick your finger in!" Dave told her. "I could really get off, watching you shove your finger up your own cunt!"
Although Ann seldom penetrated herself with her fingers, having found that she could achieve all the excitement and pleasure she wanted simply by caressing the outer portions of her slit, she now found it enjoyable in the extreme to give in to his suggestion. She slipped the tip of her right middle finger into the nubile opening, shivering with pleasure as she felt her flesh being parted, and gradually worked her finger deeper into that hot, steamy little tunnel. The look of total concentration on Dave's face, the feeling that she was giving him pleasure, inspired her further and she thrust the finger into her cunt as far as it would go. Suddenly she felt inspired to go even further and she withdrew her hand slightly, changing to two fingers. He watched her even more intently when he saw both fingers disappearing into her sex crack.
The extra dilation caused by the double finger approach resulted in considerably greater stimulation, naturally, and within a very short time Ann knew that no force on earth could stem the flood of excitement welling up in her loins. She gave a hungry little grunt, hunched forward against her hand and then began fucking it hard. Dave, equally affected, now began pistoning his fist up and down the shaft of his prick with lightning fast strokes.
"Oooohhh, I feel it!" Ann whimpered, writhing against the boulder and fucking herself against her hand with total abandon. "Unngghh! Ahhh! Ooohhh! Yesss!"
"Get it on!" he grunted, working his hand even faster. "Yeah, I'm getting off too! Omigod, Sis, it's tearing my fucking nuts off!"
The frenzy swept over both of them with unparalleled suddenness and they were lost in a whirl of orgiastic madness. Ann felt her womb being wrenched loose from its moorings, or so it seemed. Never had the spasms torn through her loins with such awful force. Dave cried out painfully when his balls released their flood of steaming cum. He had taken up a position somewhat closer to his sister-he was about five feet away. That, together with the extraordinary vehemence of his orgasm, resulted in several drops of his thick, creamy cum shooting out onto her belly and thighs. Ann flinched as the spurts dashed against her flesh but did not cease her hip thrusts or the furious digging motions of her fingers, which had speared deep into the heart of her young, tender cunt. Her palm butted against her clitoris and caused that bundle of sexual feeling to sing and vibrate with special fury. Again and again she groaned deep in her throat as the spasmes grew to a crescendo, then slowly tapered away, leaving her weak and breathless.
CHAPTER 5
Lucy wasted no time in bringing Ken up to date on the full substance of her extended conversation with Ann. He looked amazed at first, once she had begun giving him the more intimate details about what she had learned, but then he broke into a broad grin and nodded approvingly.
"Yeah, that's good," he said. "I've always been afraid that Ann might have some kind of hang-up about sex and that stuff. You know, some kind of guilt feeling about her mother? I'm glad that she's starting to come around."
"She isn't going to come too far," Lucy warned her husband. "I've got a strong feeling that it'll be a long time before she's ready to give in and get herself fucked, or anything like that. But she knows that she's got some dynamite between those legs of hers and she's beginning to experiment with it. Really, I think she's going to be all right."
Ken was also highly enthusiastic about joining Lucy in spying on Dave and Ann. Lucy explained everything to him and suggested that he join her in their voyeuristic expedition, a suggestion which he heartily seconded. Ann knew that he had always had a strong interest in watching sexual action-it was not because of a mere whim that their bedroom was so plentifully supplied with mirrors!-and she felt sure that their spying might result in some delightful sexual play for themselves. As soon as they saw Ann and Dave heading away from the cabin, therefore, they exerted themselves to get up to the vantage point chosen earlier.
"They're not wasting any time," Lucy said as they slipped under some bushes and settled down to look into the clearing. "But that's the way it is when you're that young, you want to get it all at once!"
"Yeah, that Davey's a horny little rascal," Ken said, adjusting the binoculars he had brought along. "Already got his pants down!"
He passed the binoculars over to Lucy and reached into a pocket for a monocular he had also brought. Lucy made a minute adjustment in the glasses and then settled down to watch. They were about forty yards away from the young couple, close enough to see them. They had brought the field glasses along simply in order to observe the sexual play in as much detail as possible.
At once Lucy felt a thrill of savage sexual stimulation pulse through her mature, womanly cunt. She had known, naturally, that her stepson was well endowed in the sexual line, but she had never suspected that he would have such a lovely, fantastically intriguing cock. A lifelong devotee of large, plump tools, she invariably felt a flutter of anticipation between her thighs when she saw an exceptionally well hung male. The sight of Dave's big prick, iron hard and dark with passionate arousal, sent a perfect storm of sensual arousal coursing outward from the hairy, moist lips of her pussy.
"God, he's hung!" she whispered, licking her lips with delight. "It's certainly easy to see that he's your son!"
"By God, he's got a tool on him," Ken agreed. "And you know something? That Ann's got quite a little ass on her, too!"
Although they could not see the young girl as clearly, since she had her back to them and had leaned against the boulder, Lucy and Ken had seen enough to know that the twelve-year-old did indeed have a most delectably curved rear end. Lucy was by no means immune to the charms of a lusciously shaped female body, though she had never had any desire for lesbian lovemaking, but she concentrated her attention upon Dave. The field glasses gave her as close a view as she could have wanted and she was able to pick up every detail of the proceedings.
She involuntarily clenched her thighs together when she watched him peel the foreskin off the head of his cock. As the big, flaring head, purple with lusty arousal, emerged from the ivory sheath covering it, Lucy felt her cunt throb with unusual power and began emitting a steady flow of that hot, slippery oil it always produced when she was becoming sexually excited. Squeezing her thighs forced the flesh of her pussy together, almost as if a hand had been swept over that painfully tender slit, and she gasped softly as the pleasure mounted within her loins.
"Yeah, it's a turn on," Ken said, hearing her response and warming to it. He reached over with one hand to squeeze her buttocks, a type of caress which also had devastating effects upon her. "I can tell right now that this is going to be great stuff! I hope that pussy of yours is getting juicy, because I've got something I'm going to want to stick up it pretty soon!"
"If you don't stick that certain something up it pretty soon," she told him, "I'm going to find me a stump and crawl onto it! God, I need a fuck! All day yesterday and this morning too, I haven't been able to think of anything but the way that lovely cock of yours stretches out my cunt! Mmmmm, darling, I wish you had four or five cocks right now; I'd love to have you fucking me everywhere at once! As long as I could keep on watching this, of course!"
"Yeah, as soon as they get through we'll get it on," he promised, working his hand between her thighs and forcing his fingers up against her pussy. Even through the tough, thick material of her jeans, Lucy's pussy felt moist and warm to his touch. She writhed against him hungrily, rubbing herself against his hand. "And you're up for that, aren't you? Yeah, I can feel how hot you are! Baby, we'll have ourselves a fucking session that just won't quit!"
Ken's words excited her ferociously. Lucy had always found it erotically stimulating in the extreme to be told such things, preferably in the bawdiest possible language. But she derived the greater excitement from watching her stepson caress and fondle his bulging, lust-stiffened cock. Sexual action of any sort invariably aroused her deeply, but seeing it worked especially quick and drastic changes in the temperature of her cunt. The sight of Dave's big prick, so vibrantly stiff and full of lusty fervor, set off sympathetic tingles of libidinous hunger in her clitoris and then spread over her entire body.
Her nipples, always large and highly sensitive to any kind of stimulus, began swelling and throbbing inside her bra. Lucy, a buxom woman with a beautifully shaped pair of breasts, purposely wore tight brassieres. The slight constriction seemed to give her a dash of sexual pleasure. As her nipples hardened into dark knots almost as large as her thumb, she could feel them pressing against the bra cups.
"God, you're making me so fucking hot!" she gasped, squeezing her thighs together and grinding her pussy against Ken's questing fingers. "I don't know if I can wait till they get through or not! Ohhh, baby, I feel like I've never had a piece of ass before!"
"How about if we make it while we watch?" he suggested, as ready as ever to contribute to her greater sexual enjoyment. "You could lie right there and watch it all while I slip it into you from the rear. How'd that be, huh? Some kind of a turn on, right?"
"You know it would be!" she hissed. "Go ahead, do it to me! Fuck me while I watch them! Ohhh, I love to see a guy jacking off!"
She lifted her hips off the pine needles covering the earth and allowed her husband to unfasten her jeans, then pull them down her thighs and off her legs. She never removed her eyes from the scene being played out in front of her. For all that, she was highly aware of what Ken was doing and, when he nestled over her and slipped his swollen cock between the tops of her thighs, she lifted herself enough to facilitate the big tool's entry into her cunt.
"Ohh, baby, are you ever turned on!" Ken muttered as he brushed the head of his prick against the juicy, swollen lips of her pussy before pressing the massive organ between them. "Yeah, that pussy of yours is as hot as it's ever been! Mmmmmm, it's like it was shooting out flame right now!"
"God, don't tease me with it," she panted, lurching back slightly, as if to spear herself upon the prong nibbling at the mouth of her cunt. "Let me have it! I want to feel it going up my cunt! I want to feel your cock fucking the life out of me!"
Ken had no intention of giving in to that request, even though it had been delivered in the most touching of voices and gave every indication of being as sincere as any demand she had ever made on him. He knew her too well for that; he had long ago learned that she responded most ardently when teased and tormented over a long period of time. The longer he could keep his wife in that state of voracious hunger, the more determinedly she would fuck back at him when finally he began thrusting his prick into her in earnest.
Accordingly, he held back and contented himself with rubbing the brutally shaped head of his prick against the warm lips of her pussy. He had peeled back the foreskin, allowing her hothouse warmth to work directly upon the purple, satiny tip of his cock. He pushed the head down, angling it to force it against her rigid clitoris. She gasped out a strangled oath of lewd delight and lurched back at him with more strength. Again he pulled away, giving her only a fleeting sample of the feel of his cock against the mouth of her cunt. He pulled the big rod upward and rubbed the head, now moist and slippery with her sensual ointment, against the tightly puckered rim of her ass-hole. No stranger to anal lovemaking, Lucy gave another frantic twist of her body when she felt the different stimulus she received from that abandoned gesture.
"Omigod, my ass is on fire!" she whimpered. "Oooohh, fuck me in the ass! Fuck it right up my ass-hole and I'll cum all over myself! Ohhh, Ken, let me have your cock. Let me have it wherever you want and I'll cum forever!"
"Later, baby, later. You know how I like it. We'll get there soon enough. And then you'll be able to feel it going all the way in. Maybe I'll turn you around and shove it down your throat. How'd you like to have a load of hot cum splashing over your mouth right now? Think that might make you want some fucking action a little more?"
Lucy groaned, a sound of desperate hunger, and writhed piteously. She had never been able to decide which part of her body responded best to the plunging, punishing, penetrating presence of a cock, though this was not because she had not experimented with every possibility. Ken himself had fucked her in every manner they could devise-and their ribald ingenuity left very few possibilities untapped. But she still could not settle upon a single style as her all-time favorite. They were quite happy to take whatever approach suited them at the moment and to devote any additional time to working out whatever novelty might have occurred to them in the meantime.
"Yeah, if I stay turned on long enough I'll be able to cum twice as much," Ken muttered, knowing exactly the effect his words would have on her. "Yeah, if we put it off a while longer, then I'll be able to shoot cum so far up your cunt you'll think it's going right into your throat! Hold off a while, baby, and let me shoot a real load in your hole!"
If there was anything Lucy loved better than feeling a man cum inside her body-whatever opening the man happened to be using at the moment-it was the sensation of having a man ejaculate with special vigor and profusion. The more sperm he shot into her body and the more violently he did so, the more she loved it and she had never been able to hide her pleasure in the fact. Ken knew this and he knew that the statement would force her into a delicious dilemma: Should she continue begging him to fuck her now? Or would it be better to grit her teeth and hold off until later, when he would be able to discharge his pent-up lusts into her flesh with even more telling power?
"Ohhh, you bastard, you utter bastard!" she whimpered. "You know I want it both ways! Do it with your finger! Fingerfuck me a little, just let me cum!"
Ken hesitated a moment before agreeing. Had he not done so, he suspected, Lucy might well have become so vociferous in her demands that she would have disturbed the couple in the clearing below them and that he did not want that under any circumstances. She was entirely capable of doing just that, though unwillingly. There were times when the sexual desire swept over her body with such unreasoning power that she became like a person possessed by demons. Ken respected that quality in her-and it was for that reason that he pulled back and reached down between her thighs with his right hand.
Lucy was watching Dave work his fist up and down the rigid, sturdy shaft of his cock when she felt her husband's fingers prying the lips of her pussy apart. He inserted the middle and ring fingers of his right hand, working them easily into the slippery rim of her cunt. Lucy gasped out in ecstatic approval when she felt his fingers penetrating and dilating that ultra-tender orifice. He worked easily but surely and soon had his fingers buried deep in her flesh. He used the remaining fingers skillfully, kneading the outer lips of her pussy against his inner fingers and delivering an extra measure of sensual pleasure to his wife's cunt. She shuddered weakly and then began weaving her hips back and forth in an especially suggestive manner, literally fucking herself against his hand. She knew exactly how to move to derive the maximum amount of sexual excitement from his hand and she did so with computer-like efficiency.
"Unngghh! Ahhhhh!" she groaned, luxuriating in the delirious joy of his fingers. "God, that feels almost as good as a cock!"
Despite the absurd amount of pleasure she felt in the way Ken was fingerfucking her, Lucy never removed her eyes from the binoculars held to her face. She watched every detail of Dave's continued action, her heart registering especially hard thumps when she saw him increase his tempo and begin masturbating more purposefully. The size and beauty of his cock overwhelmed her and without even thinking about it she began imagining the unique thrill of having her lips around that big tool, of having it shoved into her mouth and far down her throat until his adolescent balls coughed up their load of creamy cum in a volcanic eruption of lusty excess.
What the hell, he's not really my son, she told herself as she imagined the feel of his young prick against her tongue. I mean, it wouldn't be all that bad, would it? And God, is he ever hung! To be only thirteen and to have a dong the size of that one, that's something! And those nuts of his! They look like they could hold a quart or two of cum, easy. Oh, if only he could let me have that load! I'd suck him forever to feel him shooting all that lovely cream down my throat, I really would! Or maybe up my ass? I'll bet he's never fucked a woman in the ass before. Maybe that's really turn him on, shoving it up the back door! Or even in my cunt; that way I could get all of it right where I could feel it best! Ohhh, Lord, it's driving me crazy, just watching him!
Lucy's cunt burst forth with a howl of sensual agony at almost the exact moment that Dave's prick began spurting its flood of cum over Ann's lithe young body. She caught the glint of the first jets of steaming sperm in the brilliant morning sunlight and her clitoris answered with a twang of erotic delight at the sight. It was almost as though the youth were spurting his cum onto her, rather than Ann, she later decided. The strong binoculars had the effect of bringing her directly in front of him.
"Ahhhhh! Omigod, you're jerking the cum out of me!" she wheezed, gripping at her husband's hand with her thighs and bucking up against his fingers with short, jerky motions of her hips. "Fuck me, Ken, fuck me down!"
"Work it out," he grated, almost snarling as the intensity of her emotion caught him in its storm too. "Yeah, let that cunt have all it wants!"
The incredibly strong vaginal contractions brought on by the flood of orgasmic feeling caused the rim of Lucy's cunt to snap and grab at his fingers with surprising force, a manifestation of her special degree of arousal. Ken, no amateur in the sexual field, had never known a woman whose cunt possessed the amazing power and agility of Lucy's. As he invariably said, she could do things with her cunt that many women could not do with their mouths.
Heaving and grinding as her womb dissolved into powerful spasms of ecstatic delight, Lucy lost sight of her stepchildren for a moment or two. The heavy thuds of orgiastic excess robbed her eyes of their ability to focus and she could see nothing for a time. Bowing her head, she surrendered to the waves of delicious agony coursing outward from her throbbing cunt. Again and again the inordinately inflamed tunnel pulsed, each contraction releasing another thrilling burst of sexual pleasure.
When she finally recovered her equilibrium, or enough of it to be able to see clearly, the scene being played out in the clearing below had changed considerably. Being so far away, she naturally could not hear what was happening, but it appeared that Dave and Ann were having an argument. The youth's cock had lost much of its former stiffness, making it droop down at half-mast, and that surprised Lucy. She knew that a lad of Dave's age should be able to maintain an erection for a long time, notwithstanding the fury of his first orgasm.
"What are they doing?" she asked frantically.
"Aren't they going to keep on? What's wrong with them?"
"I don't know, looks like they're bitching away at each other," Ken replied. "Oh, what the hell, they'll work it out. What about us? Come on, honey, let's get ourselves a real piece of ass while they're making up their minds what to do. I've got a hard-on that won't quit for a while, I can promise you that!"
CHAPTER 6
Ann's trouble with Dave had begun directly after he had finished ejaculating. They had disagreed over what they were to do next. Dave had found himself becoming even more excited once he had seen the glistening droplets of his cum on Ann's lithe, flat young belly. That, together with the tantalizing closeness of her virginal cunt, had created a fierce storm of desire within his loins and he had wanted to move closer to her.
"C'mon, Sis, lemme feel it," he had urged. "Hey, I'd really like to run a finger up that sweet little cunt of yours!"
"No! I'm not going to let you!" Ann had cried out. "It ... it isn't right! And besides, you'll start wanting to do some other things to me!"
"So what if I did?" he retorted. "You can't keep that cherry forever! Man, I'd really like to shove this cock right up your hole, bust that little cherry apart! Yeah, that'd be out of fucking sight!"
Ann had stoutly refused to comply with his requests, maintaining that she had no desire to go any further with their games and that she was not about to do anything so wicked. She managed to inject a note of sincerity into her voice while making her statements and even convinced herself that they were true. Deep down inside, though, a contrary sentiment was at work, as even she could realize. Ann was greatly surprised and chagrined to find herself even harboring such thoughts. But she had to admit that somewhere, far away in some remote corner of her mind, she was enjoying the idea of having Dave touch her pussy and bring it back to moist, throbbing life. There was even a sort of fascination with the notion of allowing him to attempt penetrating her cunt with that prodigiously large cock of his, though she also felt a definite sense of fear at being sliced open by the big rod. Knowing that Lucy was watching made all those thoughts quite impossible, even if she had been more willing to consider translating them into action. Thus she had found it easy to refuse Dave's suggestions. She was tempted to explain why she turned him down, but she resisted, fearing that he might resent it all the more if he knew that he had been lured into staging a demonstration for his stepmother. After arguing and bickering with each other for a few more minutes, he gave up in disgust, donned his clothing and stalked away from his sister.
"All right, try fucking yourself!" he snapped over his shoulder as he left. "See if it makes you feel any better!"
Ann almost cried out to him at that point, telling him to come back and do whatever he wanted. She liked her brother a great deal, almost more than any other person in the world, and she felt wretched at having caused him to feel so badly. He was gone before she could succumb to that temptation, fortunately, and she had to admit that it was just as well.
He won't stay mad long, she thought. He'll get the hornies again and then he'll want me to watch him jerk off and it'll be all right again. Was that ever a blast, though! His stuff felt so ... so good when it landed on me. Mmmmmm, it's still there! Ahhh, so nice and slippery, kinda sticky too! I wonder if Lucy was really leveling with me? Could a woman really feel it when a guy goes off inside her? She'd have to. The way he shot that stuff all around, a girl would have to have a steel lining inside not to feel that!
The girl reached down to touch one of the blobs of sperm on her tan belly. The creamy goo made an interesting contrast with her skin and she admired the sight before cautiously extending a forefinger to test its tactile qualities. She experimented tentatively, gradually becoming more interested. Soon she was spreading the droplets around and joining them together until she had spread a thin layer of cum over most of her lower belly. She was very careful not to allow that finger or any of the cum to get close to her pussy. She was not certain if contact of that short could result in a pregnancy, but it seemed to her that caution was infinitely preferable to the risks she might be running.
After toying with herself for a moment, Ann extended her experiment in another direction. She brought her cum-coated finger up to her nostrils and sniffed. The lack of scent intrigued her. Inspired by unrecognized desires working in her mind, she tasted the finger. She found the salty, bittersweet taste of Dave's cum to be repellent at first, but after a moment, when the strong after-taste lingered on her palate, she began changing her mind. While she still felt strongly opposed to letting a boy ejaculate in her mouth, as she had heard some girls mention, she could now see that the act would not be totally intolerable.
Ann gave up her experiments after a few minutes and put on her clothes. She cast a calculating gaze up the slope behind her, still trying to find some trace of her stepmother, but of course could see nothing. She decided that she would go up there herself and see if Lucy might still be there. At that moment she felt a very strong desire to open herself up and bare her innermost thoughts. Since Lucy had always been a model of understanding tact, she thought, perhaps she would be able to listen and offer some words of advice to her now.
After taking a necessarily circuitous route, Ann approached the ridge Lucy had designated as her vantage point. The brush was thick along that line and the girl had to proceed carefully, following a few dim trails and looking about at every other step. Suddenly a low but piercing groan caught her attention, bringing her to an abrupt halt and freezing her in place. Looking about anxiously-the sound had been vaguely human but it could also have come from an animal, she thought-Ann saw a flicker of movement between two bushes off to her left. At first she wanted to flee but something caught her, holding her attention. Another sound broke the dead silence.
"Aggghhhh!" she heard. "Ooohhh, Ken, work it in deeper!"
Ann then knew what was happening. In a flash she understood that Lucy had not done her spying alone. She had brought Ann's father along! Ann's own father had been watching as she stripped herself naked and fingered her pussy in an effort at making Dave's exercise more memorable! Ann's first reaction was one of shame and embarrassment. But this was quickly followed by a quite different feeling. She found it intoxicatingly exciting, knowing that her father had been watching her engage in the most shameful kind of sexual play! Exciting though that knowledge was, Ann also felt a sense of resentment at having been used. Her irritation surfaced at once and she decided to repay her parents for their perfidy. They had watched her, now she would watch them!
Looking about, the girl decided upon the best route for approaching the spot where she had seen the movement and moved along it. She took every precaution to avoid any undue noise and within a short time she was crouched behind a low, thick bush, peering between it and a tree trunk. The sight before her was abundantly exciting, enough to repay her for the care she had taken.
Ann's father lay flat on his back, stripped naked. He was using his clothes, together with Lucy's, to form a sort of pallet to protect them from the pine needles covering the earth. Lucy squatted above him, facing his feet. Ann had happened, fortunately enough, to have approached them from an angle allowing her to face her stepmother directly, though Lucy's intent expression and air of total absorption in what she was doing made it unlikely that she would notice the girl in front of her, fifteen feet away.
At the very moment that Ann first looked at her parents, Lucy was taking Ken's cock which was, of course, enormous and as hard as a bar of cold steel, in her hands and introducing the mushroom-shaped tip into the mouth of her cunt. She used the fingers of her left hand to splay the lips of her pussy, holding them wide apart. Her right hand guided the big, flaring head of her husband's prick directly between them and into the small opening they enclosed.
Ann had to suppress a gasp of excitement when she beheld that superlatively erotic scene. Never before had she seen anything to arouse her animal emotions so thoroughly. She was in a position to catch every detail of their coupling and she felt her pussy burst into hot, vibrant life once more. Her father's cock seemed to shoot out waves of animal magnetism, radiating them out to her clitoris, and the way it bulged out the flesh of her stepmother's pussy before forcing open the mouth of her cunt had an incredibly erotic effect upon the girl.
"Mmmmmm, I could fuck forever!" Lucy murmured, writhing about as she gently lowered herself down upon the uplifted shaft. "Just to feel your cock going in, over and over, making my cunt hurt, it feels so fucking good, that's the best thing in the whole wide world! Ohhh, Ken, I love to feel your prick opening me up! I feel it better than I've ever felt it. You must be twice as big as usual!"
"No, your cunt's just tighter," he told her. Ann could detect a note of unusual tension in his deep, resonant baritone voice. "And don't you ever think I can't feel it, either!"
"I love to fuck this way!" Lucy panted, grinding her hips about more wildly once she had the head of his prick firmly grasped in the tight, clutching rim of her hot, lascivious cunt. "I can grind it down better, I think. Does it feel better to you? Mmmmmm, I love to feel a big, hot prick moving around in my cunt!"
The position did indeed grant her an exceptional degree of mobility, Ann decided. With her weight distributed between one knee and the other foot, Lucy was half-squatting, half-kneeling over him. Unencumbered by anything except the restrictions imposed by the position, she was able to move her hips and loins about with amazing agility. Twisting from side to side, humping back and forth and bobbing up and down, she forced her tight, juicy cunt to caress his cock from a variety of angles. Gradually she worked the tool deeper into her body, though from time to time she would retreat until only the big, flaring head remained lodged in place. The extreme degree of her arousal naturally resulted in an extra profuse amount of cunty lubricant being released and spread over the shaft of Ken's prick.
Ann now saw the cunning utility of that moist, slippery substance-which, incidentally, was pouring out of her own hot little cunt at an unprecedented rate-and she also found that seeing her father's prick thus anointed gave her a savage thrill of sensual pleasure. The way the big rod swayed and bobbed as Lucy ground out her pleasure upon it, the sight of the big, thick vein running up the shaft's bottom, the way his massive, sperm-laden balls jiggled and danced about in their dark, furry bag, were all additionally thrilling and she began wondering how she would ever manage to control the forces crying out for release within her own body.
"Grab it!" Ken suddenly snorted, stiffening his thighs and lurching upward with his hips as he attempted to drive his cock deeper into Lucy's waiting cunt. "Ohhh, grab it hard! Squeeze it, baby, squeeze it and bear down! I can feel the cum. I'm gonna cum right now! Annnggghhh! Uhhhh! Oooohhh!"
Lucy at once began thrashing about at a vastly accelerated pace. Long years of practice, not only with Ken's prick but with several others, and the dedication of a wholehearted sensualist now paid off, transforming her cunt into an engine capable of dealing out the most exquisite kinds of stimulation. She wove a pattern of lusty abandon over his loins, throwing her ass about with grace and skill. The same motions, of course, added greatly to her own arousal. She now intensified that arousal by reaching down to plant a finger beside her swollen, darkened clitoris, jutting out from between the lips of her pussy and looking almost as large as the maroon-hued nipples adorning her big, firm breasts. She needed only a few strokes of her finger to release the emotions locked within her body. She had the capability of building her excitement up to a high peak, just short of the climactic stage, and then releasing it at almost any moment she chose. Her finger provided the trigger and set off a flurry of vaginal contractions that made her cunt do amazing things to the prick it held so tightly.
"Let it cum!" she panted, getting a look of total, rapt concentration on her face. "Let it shoot out, Ken. Let me feel it shooting up my cunt! Omigod, drown me with cum!"
Ken fucked himself into her cunt for several strokes and then reared up off their rumpled clothes, forcing his cock deep into her waiting cunt. Ann saw his balls jerk heavily inside their bag and heard his first exultant grunt of orgiastic joy. When he withdrew slightly to provide extra friction for the head of his spurting cock, she saw the big vein running along its base. The broad, fleshly channel contracted, swelled out and contracted again with rhythmical regularity. Ann had learned enough from Dave's exhibitions to know that the vein was conveying the cum from his balls to the head of his cock and then on into Lucy's cunt. The woman's cries and yelps of delight left no doubt in the girl's mind that the experience was supremely enjoyable. Indeed, Lucy gave every indication that she would have preferred for the flood to have lasted much longer.
"Ahhh, you cum like a bull!" Lucy purred, slowing the frantic rhythm of her hips until she was swaying back and forth gently. "God, I love to feel you cum like that. It was really worth it after all, putting it off for so long!"
"You can have the rest of the treat if you want," Ken told her.
Ann's ears sharpened upon hearing that. She could not imagine what her father was referring to, though his tone and Lucy's answering grin of pleasure made it quite clear that the "treat" was just that, as far as she was concerned. Lucy said that she would help herself in a moment, after she had enjoyed the feeling of his prick for another minute or two.
"I can still feel my own cum," she muttered. "Just a little of it, but I want to enjoy all of it there is!"
After working herself back and forth for several minutes, she eased off his loins and pulled away from his cock. Ann's eyes widened even further upon seeing that. Ken's prick fell down onto his belly with a wet "splat!" that was clearly audible, even to her; Lucy held herself above him for a moment and contracted her abdominal muscles powerfully, expelling a huge, creamy blob of sperm from her red, moist cunt. The cum fell directly down onto the base of Ken's prick and washed the dark, curly hair of his groin with its pearly essence.
Lucy then edged back up his body, scooting backwards on her knees. She stopped only when her breasts were directly over his prick. Bending forward, she dipped over until her right nipple sank into the furry, moist patch of hair surrounding his prick and balls. She rubbed back and forth for a moment, then moved to bring her left nipple over the same area. When she arose to scoot still further back, both her nipples were brightly coated with sperm.
That's the stuff that dripped out of her cunt! Ann thought, excited by what she had seen. She actually dipped her nipples in his cum! Ohhh, what a thing to do! She's just out of sight!
If that had been thrilling, then Lucy's next move was positively spectacular, or so Ann thought. The woman again bent forward and began kissing her husband's cock! The tool was still wet with orgiastic oils, the product of both of their passions, but Lucy seemed to find it even more delectable because of that. Far from shrinking away because of the tool's messy condition, she sucked the big, semi-stiff cock up into her mouth and did so with an expression of utter bliss. Ann could see her stepmother's face clearly and she knew that she was not wrong in interpreting the woman's feelings. No one could mistake the look of pure delight which spread over her face as she mouthed her husband's cunt-moistened prick. She sucked the big shaft clean, then moved down and began kissing his balls and digging her tongue into the mass of hair at the base of the tool. His cum, mingled with hers, provided her tongue and palate with a taste treat of a kind Ann would never have considered as being good, much less exciting. Watching Lucy, however, convinced her otherwise.
"Mmmmmm, that's fine eating," Lucy murmured dreamily after she had devoured her husband's loins. "Man, I could go on like that all day long! That cum and pussy drip, they go together just like bacon and eggs!"
Ken evidently did not share her passion for the strange mixture. Ann sensed from his reply-more from his tone and manner than from the actual content of his statement, that he was willing to allow Lucy to indulge her whim at that moment but that he neither understood nor shared her strange desire. She moved off him and sat down at his side, quite obviously ready for as much more sexual pleasure as he might wish, but just as obviously he had other things on his mind. He muttered an excuse about going off to see what had happened to Dave and began dressing. He ignored the wistful, crestfallen expression on Lucy's face and left her there, naked and sitting on a rumpled heap of her own clothing.
CHAPTER 7
Ann waited a few minutes, giving her father plenty of time to get well away from the spot where he had left his wife, and then rose to her feet. She walked into the little open spot the couple had chosen for their exercises and confronted her stepmother directly. Lucy had settled back into a sitting position and had a somewhat glum look on her face.
"Well? Did you see it all?" Ann asked. "Was it as good as you'd hoped it would be?"
"Mmmmmm, did I ever see it!" Lucy replied, at once adopting a more cheerful expression. "Darling, it was simply beautiful, watching you two! And what an exciting sight! Ohhh, I was so thrilled by it all!"
"That was a little tricky of you, bringing Dad along to watch too," Ann said. She smiled to soften the force of her words and to show that she did not hold Lucy's deviousness against her. "But now that it's been done, I suppose I don't mind too much. As long as he wasn't really angry, I mean."
"No, he wasn't angry," Lucy told her. "He was turned on by it too. Er, how long have you been here?"
"Long enough to see what you two were doing," Ann said, again smiling. "I got here in time to see ... well, to see you sitting over him."
"Ah. That was the third round," Lucy said. "He was ... unusually active today. Perhaps it was the added excitement of watching you two. At any rate, he came very close to giving me all I wanted. And for that, my dear, I owe you a great round of thanks."
" 'All you wanted?' You mean that sometimes he doesn't?"
Lucy looked away and took a deep breath before answering. Obviously she was taking time to consider every facet of the question before replying to the girl. Finally she looked back and told Ann that her own sexual drive normally exceeded Ken's, often by a large degree.
"That's why you saw me giving myself the hand job the other night," she said. "A lot of the time, he'll get his orgasm and then he'll be unable to continue. Lucky for me, he can usually hold it off for a long time, so normally he can do quite a job on me. More and more, though, it's beginning to look as though that won't be the case for very long."
"And it doesn't work that way for you? I mean, you can get off once, but then you want it again? Is that the way it is?"
"My dear, I've got to confess that I'm just a little greedy where that is concerned," Lucy admitted. "I've always been that way, ever since I first began enjoying myself with a man. The more of it I get, the better I like it-and the more of it I want. I'm just glad that I've learned how to do it to myself."
"Ah, that's just as good?" Ann asked.
"No, not in any sense! But it's a helluva lot better than nothing! To tell the truth, there isn't anything in the world like having a big, hard, hot prick shoved way up your cunt, or so I've found it. And that moment when he shoots his balls off, spurting all that lovely, beautiful, steaming cum into my cunt, ahhhh! That's just heaven, nothing else!"
"The way you're talking about it," Ann said, giving her a sly grin, "I just might have to start finding out about things like that for myself! Was it that way for you from the very start? Have you always liked doing things like that with a guy?"
Lucy was quick to tell the girl that such had not been the case at all. She had lost her virginity a week after her fifteenth birthday, she said, and the initial experience had not been a pleasant one at all. Her first lover had been clumsy, inexperienced and overly eager. Those three qualities, Lucy vowed, were enough to guarantee an unsatisfactory beginning to any girl's sexual life.
"And I was scared to death of getting pregnant too," she added. "That didn't help any at all. Before you do anything like that, please come to me and ask me about contraception. You deserve to be free from that worry, at least."
Ann continued to question her stepmother about her early sexual experiences and found that Lucy was quite willing to confide in her absolutely. Her first enjoyable experience in bed, she told the girl, had come with an older man, a friend of her family who was married at the time. She blushed at admitting the details of her adultery, though she said that the joy of learning every facet of lovemaking made the risk worthwhile. , "Oh, he was a super lover," Lucy said, smiling as she recalled the man. "He was about thirty. Not especially good looking, but not a dog either. Oh, did he ever known how to make a woman's body sing with joy! I was seventeen, ready to start my senior year in high school, and there was nothing we didn't do together!"
Ann asked her about the time she had been watching, as Dave had worked his cock into a spurting engine of creamy lust, and Lucy answered that question as frankly and completely as she had answered all the others. She told the girl how Ken had finger-fucked her at first, then moved over her and slipped his cock into her cunt from the rear. Ann's pussy gave a decided twinge of delight upon hearing that. It was as though her part in their sexual play had the ability of making her clitoris hum and throb with renewed delight. Upon thinking about it more directly, she had to admit to herself that she was right. There was a perverse kind of joy in knowing that her parents had been watching her, had seen her naked body, had found her antics exciting enough to be provoked into fucking each other with the same kind of mad, frenzied abandon she had felt herself.
"Mmmmm, it felt like heaven, having that big tool of his sliding into my cunt from the rear while I was watching you two!" Lucy murmured. "God, he's got the biggest prick I ever saw on a man! It felt like a baseball bat, except that no bat was ever that hot! And he was shoving it all the way home, too, all the way home, and I came like a little pig! After Davey had shot off and finished masturbating, we turned over and he got on me. I lifted my legs way up high so he could get every inch of his prick in me, and he fucked me right down to the bottom of my horny cunt! That bit when you came up, when I was getting over him, that was the last of it. I just did that to make him cum better. I can get a better grip on him with my cunt when I'm sitting up like that, you see, and I wanted him to feel my cunt with every fiber of his being!"
"It looked as though he was feeling it," Ann said. "And that part after? I never really believed that girls did it to guys with their mouths. I mean, I'd heard girls talking at school about blow jobs but it always seemed to be such a far out thing ... well, it was just a surprise, that's all."
"Oh? A lot of people think it's disgusting, using your mouth to give another person sexual pleasure. You know, they act as though a prick or a pussy were disgusting, evil, dirty or something. As you may have noticed, I don't happen to share that belief!"
Ann had to admit that she had a very good point there. As she openly admitted, the sight of Lucy first touching her nipples to her father's sperm-coated prick and loins had been exciting enough, but then the way she had sucked up that big fucking tool and sucked it clean had been even more exhilarating. Even talking about the act proved to be arousing. She was somewhat surprised to find that her pussy had begun emitting warning signals of distress as she talked. That did not deter her. She felt pugnacious enough to risk danger and continued expressing herself with perfect freedom.
"Hey, you're still turned on about it all!" Lucy suddenly exclaimed. "I can see it in your face now! Sure, you're enjoying this as much as I am!"
"All right, what if I am?" Ann retorted. "Seeing you two fuck was out of sight, as far as I'm concerned, and hearing about all this has been a real turn on too! Sure, I can feel things happening between my legs!"
"All right, let's work it out together!" Lucy suddenly proposed. "You know what I mean, Ann, and don't pretend that you don't! Sure, maybe it'll make it a little better for both of us if we watch each other cum! How about it, darling? Do you want to do it with me? We can show each other what we do, tell each other what we're feeling, all that good stuff!"
The question brought home a sharp question to Ann. She had been flirting with exactly that proposal, as even she had to admit. But she would never have had the brass to make it an open suggestion. Now that Lucy had done so, would she be able to go ahead and carry out the deed she had been contemplating?
Ann had been sneaking admiring looks at Lucy's body throughout their talk. The woman's big breasts, still firm and lusciously molded, bore their conical nipples proudly. Her trim belly swelled out into a pair of neatly turned hips and then flowed down in graceful curves, turning into two of the longest, most delectable thighs Ann had ever seen. Not at all inclined to play the coy maiden and cover her pussy, Lucy had sat with her legs folded tailor fashion and thus Ann had been able to see the deep, womanly cleft running below the base of her belly. Lucy's pubic hair was exceptionally sparse and merely accented her pubic region, rather than masking it. Her long scarlet cleft showed plainly. Most interesting of all, Ann decided after a quick peek, was the big, indecently scarlet lips hanging from that outer cleft. She had never seen a pussy of that type before and its outrageously sensual pattern intrigued her.
"You know you'd like to watch," Lucy told her, giving her a friendly but warm smile. "I've caught you darting glances down at my pussy, you know, and I believe you'd like it even better if you could see everything, right? And I've got to admit that I'd enjoy watching you, too! Come on, dear, let's help each other out. What do you say?"
Ann's reply came quickly enough. She stood up and shrugged out of her cutoffs, then pulled off her tee shirt too. She felt extremely self-conscious about her breasts, or lack of them, but she was aroused to the extent that she wanted to be absolutely naked. Nothing else would satisfy her at that moment and she proceeded to achieve the desired state without any hesitation.
Lucy's open admiration of her body and her readiness to voice that admiration went a long way toward easing any twinges of self-consciousness Ann might have had. She understood, of course, that the girl was sensitive about her lack of bustline and she went out of her way to lavish praise upon Ann's more striking features as a way of compensating.
"Suppose you show me your favorite way of doing it?" Lucy suggested. "Or would you rather I go first?"
"No, I don't mind showing off for you," Ann said. "After all, I watched you the other night, so I guess it's my turn now!"
Ann decided that since she was being so completely open and honest with her stepmother, that she would masturbate in the way which gave her the absolute maximum of sexual pleasure. like Lucy, she still felt a desire for more of that intimate delight and she knew that fingerfucking herself in a standing position would make her cunt deliver a long, powerful climax. She stood directly in front of her stepmother and spread her legs wide, positioning her feet about a yard apart. This opened up her thighs and allowed Lucy to look directly into the most intimate part of her body.
"Ah, you have a lovely pussy!" Lucy murmured appreciatively. "I went through a phase in college, you know, where all the girls in my dorm played show-and-tell. We'd all gather around and show each other our pussies. We'd spend hours comparing them and wondering which would turn a fellow on the most. A lot of people might think we were a little queer but we never did anything with each other. Not in that way, at least. We just wanted to look, to see, to know what we were like down there. For a long time I was terribly ashamed of my pussy, but once I learned how to cum, how to get the most enjoyment out of it, I stopped that."
"I never saw one like yours," Ann said, reaching down to stroke Lucy's cleft lightly. "You know, with the lips so big and hanging out so far and all. It's really something else! I've showed a few girls my pussy, but most of them look about like mine, I think. Carrie LeMatt, hers is a little like yours. She's got a buzzer that sticks out just like a little finger, but the lips don't show as much. She says that when she gets turned on she can't even bear having a pair of panties on because they rub against her clitty and it just makes life miserable till she can get herself under control again."
"I can sympathize with her a little," Lucy agreed, watching closely as Ann's fingers worked the outer cleft of her pussy apart, exposing the soft, pink inner lips. "With big flaps like these I've got, I can really feel it when I start getting hot. But I don't mind. I love going around with a hot, steamy cunt!"
Ann found that showing off for another person, especially one so warmly appreciative as her stepmother, had a definite and powerful sexual attraction for her. Always before, when she had touched herself in the presence of a friend, or even Dave, she had felt that she was doing a forbidden thing, engaging in some kind of naughty practice. Lucy made it quite clear that she did not regard her sexual organ as naughty, dirty or evil and this healthy attitude made it much easier for Ann to concentrate upon reaching a state of ecstatic, trembling pleasure. The girl also found that her body warmed more quickly and more thoroughly when she talked about sexual matters, so she continued in that vein.
"I always like to think about something super sexy when I'm doing this," she said. "Like watching Dave jerk off. It really gets me going to see that cock of his shooting cum all over. And the expression on his face when he's getting off, that's just a total thrill! Gee, it's even better, though, to remember how it looked when you were sitting over Dad and running his prick up her cunt-that's a real shot! Or maybe when you were sucking him. That really makes my clit shake and rattle!"
"Maybe you ought to try going down on Dave some time," Lucy suggested. She made the statement as much to test Ann's reaction as for any other purpose. She suspected that the thought might help arouse the girl to an especially high pitch of sexual excitement. "A randy young stud like him, he'd be able to shoot out so much cum that you could really get yourself a mouthful!"
"God, I'd love to do that!" Ann gasped, feeling a white-hot flash of sexual heat shooting through her cunt as she heard and digested the outrageous thought. "I used to think it would be awful but now, after I saw the way you went down on Dad, I could do it, I know I could! I tasted Dave's cum today, you know; I rubbed it around on my tummy, where he shot it, and then I tasted my finger! It tasted a little odd at first, but afterwards I decided I really liked it! Oh, yeah, I'd love to feel him shoot a load of cum into my mouth!"
The words fired her intensely sensual nature and she began caressing herself much more purposefully. She pressed down hard against the inner lips of her pussy, mashing them with her finger, and then began rubbing a forefinger around the mouth of her cunt. That tight little opening responded violently and she pressed even harder against its slick, tingling surface. Occasionally she brought her finger up close to her swollen, rock-like clitoris. But she dared not touch the organ itself. It was already painfully aroused and she knew that the joy would be too intense to bear if she were to attack it directly.
"My God, you fuck yourself beautifully!" Lucy gasped, amazed at the ferocity of the girl's manipulation. "Go ahead, Ann, give yourself a cum! Make your cunt cum! Let me see you cum!"
Lucy had been idly touching her own gaping, juicy slit all the while but now, seeing her stepdaughter caught up in the throes of a violent, unyielding passion, she wanted her to complete the act. Lucy also wanted to join her in her outburst of sensual joy and she began fingering her own cunt much more actively, thrusting a pair of fingers into the opening and digging down hard in the heated, steamy maw which enclosed them. Her cunt still held a measure of Ken's sperm and the thick, mucilaginous semen added to the slipperiness of the hot, feminine flesh. Her pussy lips, larger now that they had been infused with hot blood and fired with earthy lusts, throbbed painfully and her clitoris gave off thundering aches of utter anguish.
One thing held back the culmination of her sexual feeling: she wanted to avoid a climax until Ann was able to enjoy it herself and to see every phase of her self-induced pleasure. Lucy had more than a slight streak of the exhibitionist in her makeup and she invariably received a greater thrill from her sexual activity if she knew that another person was watching her as she heaved and thrashed about under the lash of her orgiastic fury. Ann's climax was also interesting and thus she was able to delay the explosion which lurked within her womb.
"Oooohh! Aiiieee'e!" Ann whimpered, jerking her hips to and fro as she fucked herself against her hands. "Annnggghhh-owww! Omigod, I'm cumming, I'm cumming all over! Unnggghh! It's cumming forever, I can't stop! Aggghhhhh!"
Her cries trailed off into guttural, incoherent wails of agonized joy as her cunt delivered itself of every trace of sexual feeling. The waves of libidinous pleasure radiated outward from the tense, throbbing tunnel of her cunt, rocketing over her body with lightning speed and dynamic force. Heaving and grinding back and forth, she trembled from head to foot as the powerful impulses mounted to an incredible crescendo. Her adolescent nipples had become as hard as rocks and indeed resembled small pebbles. They too gave off intense feelings of sensual release, as did virtually every nerve in her body. A red wave of lusty fog swept through her brain, obliterating every sense impression except those directly related to the storm of sensual abandon which had taken such amazingly complete control of her youthful body.
"Oooohh, I never felt it like that before," she whimpered weakly when the last tingle of orgasmic delight had disappeared from her loins. She carefully lowered herself down onto her clothing. "My God, I thought somebody was actually pulling my cunt right out of my body! Mmmmmm, it was just so fucking good!"
"It was beautiful," Lucy told her as she swung into action on her own account. "I could tell that you were feeling it over all your body, Ann. I was so happy that it was good for you! It made me want to cum too. And believe me, I'm not going to waste very long in getting there myself!"
Nor was she exaggerating or misstating the case. Lying back and drawing her feet up so that their soles were flat on the earth beneath her, she allowed her knees to fall wide so that her entire pussy lay open to view. Reaching between her thighs with her right hand, she began stroking the crimson slit running along the base of her belly. The unusually large lips had turned several shades darker and now seemed even larger than the first time Ann had seen them. They hung down like banners proclaiming the woman's state of extreme sexual hunger.
Lucy pinched the big, tender lips between her fingers for a moment, pulling them this way and that. She needed only a little of that kind of stimulation. Her body had become fully charged with deep, throbbing arousal simply from watching young Ann fuck herself into insensibility. Accordingly, she quickly speared two fingers into the rim of her cunt and tucked the palm of her hand down against the dark, projecting tip of her clitoris.
"I like to have something inside, she explained in a coarse, husky tone. "But I also like to have something going up against my clit. Both of them together, they're just the greatest combination in town!"
"What do you think about when you're doing that?" Ann asked. "Anything in particular?"
"Cocks!" the woman promptly said. "Big ones, lots of them, and they're all hard as rocks and spurting cum all over my body! It's like they were bathing me in cum, shooting it into every part of my body and all over me too! Ahhh, I love to see cocks shooting cum!"
Lucy had originally intended avoiding the next step which, she suspected, might prove disgusting or repellent to Ann. But as her fingers dug deep into her hot, voracious cunt she found herself far more excited than she had thought. Once she had assayed the true extent of her arousal, she could not help taking that step and thus she turned slightly onto her side, keeping her right hand firmly locked in place in her crotch. Reaching behind with her left hand, she moistened the tip of her left middle finger in-her cunt and then jammed it into her anus. Doubly pierced, she needed only a few seconds in which to achieve a peak of stimulation. Ann was surprised at the speed with which the climax struck.
"Ahhhh!" Lucy cried out, lurching back and forth violently and quivering like a plucked bowstring. "Ooooh! Cum! Fuck! Ohhh, fuck-fuck-fuck!"
Grunting and sobbing in ecstasy, she heaved around into her hands until she had fucked herself through the climax, which continued for two or three minutes. Her cries mounted higher as the pressures in her loins generated incredible tensions, but the culminating pleasure was inexorable. Nothing could stay the march of her fleshly joy. When at last she lay back, weak and gasping, she had such a look of utter contentment over her face that Ann could not have found fault with her acts, no matter what she might have thought of them before seeing them worked out in practice.
"Wow, that was really something!" Ann told her after a time. "I never saw anybody do it to themselves like that. In the ass, I mean. Did that really help? Did it make you cum better?"
"It all helps," Lucy said. "But yes, that's good too. I've always loved it when a guy played with my ass-hole. And it's a yes to your next question, too. I also like it when a guy fucks me there. It's a very different kind of feeling but it's a feeling, it really is! I can cum just as well, too. But I can't do it very often with your father-he's just too big! Every time he fucks me in the ass, I'm so sore I can hardly move for a day or two afterward. But it's worth the discomfort, believe me!"
CHAPTER 8
Ann was strangely subdued once she and Lucy had returned to the cabin. The momentous thrills she had experienced that day needed digesting, as did the new facets of sexuality she had learned from her stepmother. Lucy understood that need and gave the girl plenty of freedom to do as she wished.
The Robbados arrived late that afternoon. Ann immediately decided that she liked them. Chuck and Linda were both about thirty and quite attractive. Chuck, a tall muscular man with a mop of curly black hair and devilish blue eyes, exuded charm and kinsliness, while Linda, a petite little blonde with surprisingly small breasts, conveyed a quite different air: she simply radiated sexuality and did so with no apparent effort. It was almost as though some irresistible force within her was proclaiming to the world at large: "I love to fuck!"
Ellen, their daughter, combined the best features of both her parents. She had inherited Chuck's luxuriant black hair and her mother's svelte figure, though her bustline was better developed, and she also had that super-sensual air. Dave turned into a gaping, tongue-tied goon as soon as he saw her. His infatuation was instantaneous and complete.
The Eastmans were just sitting down to dinner when the Robbados arrived and Lucy pressed Ann into service as an assistant cook, whipping up additional dishes to stretch their stew into a meal suitable for seven, rather than the original four for which it had been intended. After the meal, Chuck and Ken volunteered to clean up the kitchen area and pressed Dave into service as well. Linda and Lucy, who had taken a strong liking to each other, went out for a walk and Ann extended the same invitation to Ellen, though they took a different route.
"Man, that brother of yours is a dish!" Ellen said, once they were well away from the house and their mothers. "And hung, too! Geez, I thought he was going to bust his pants open!"
"Yeah, he seemed to be a little taken with you," Ann managed to say, though she was quite surprised at the girl's forwardness in stating her opinions. "But I can see why, though-I mean, you're awfully pretty!"
"Why, thank you!" Ellen said with genuine humility.
"Er, do you always look at that part of a guy?"
"Sure, why not? Most of the time it's the most interesting part of them," Ellen told her new friend. "I'm a crotch watcher. I can't help it. I guess I got it from Mom. She's always wondering about guys that way, wondering if they can match Dad, you know."
"Oh? Is he ... well hung?"
"Mom says he's got a ten inch whang on him," Ellen said. "And I can believe it, too! I sneaked a look one day when they were balling in the living room and honest, it looked like he had a third leg he was jamming up in her ass! God, I can't imagine getting one that big in my cunt, much less in my ass-hole!"
"I don't think Davey could match one that big," Ann said, feeling a strange desire to exchange even the most intimate confidences with the girl, whom she found to be so attractive and friendly. "But he's got a nice sized prick."
"Oh, you've been sampling it yourself?" Ellen asked, but managing to do so without conveying any sense of surprise, shock or condemnation. "That's good! Gee, I wish I had a brother, somebody who'd be around all the time and give it to me whenever I wanted a good piece of ass! It really gets to be a drag, having to screw myself whenever I get turned on!"
Ann continued to marvel at the girl's outspoken ways. Far from giving the impression of being "fast" or "naughty," Ellen seemed to accept sexuality as the most natural thing in the world and to do so without the slightest trace of guilt or remorse. This attitude made it much easier for Ann to continue questioning her and, in turn, to reveal more about her own intimate habits than she would ever have believed possible.
Ellen had been in bed with three boys, Ann learned. That is to say, she had not actually been in a bed with two of them but nevertheless they had managed to do everything they would have done had they been in a bed. Ellen concealed nothing about those episodes, which Ann found highly interesting, and she talked with extreme freedom about her lovers. She described them in great detail, lavishing the most care on their cocks and the way they had used them. She had gone down on two of them and told Ann with great conviction that "giving head," as she put it, was one of the most exciting and satisfying things one could do with a member of the opposite sex.
"When the guy can feel his nuts starting to cave in and shoot out that cum," she said, growing more excited as she talked, "he'll start humping into your mouth so fast and hard you think he's trying to drill a new throat for you! And then he starts shooting out the cream so fast and hard that it's just all you can do to swallow it without losing any of it! Oh, wow, is that ever a trip! And do they ever get off on a girl sucking their cocks! Sometimes I think I could almost get by without a cunt, so long as I could give head all I wanted. And getting it, too, that's always nice, especially if the guy knows how to eat a pussy right."
Ann listened avidly to the girl's words and urged her to continue. In truth, Ellen needed very little urging, since she greatly enjoyed talking about sex and associated matters. She also found it highly rewarding to parade her greater knowledge before Ann, whose practical knowledge was far more limited. When Ellen asked about her own experiences, she could hardly believe that Ann was still a virgin.
"Geez, if I'd had a brother like that around I wouldn't have kept my cherry a minute longer than I'd have had to," Ellen said. "I could really get off with that guy! Seriously, haven't you done anything at all with him? Never given him a hand job, even?"
"No!" Ann said. "I mean, he is my brother and all. You shouldn't do things like that with your own relatives, should you?"
"Why not?" Ellen asked with a matter-of-fact shrug that more than adequately indicated her own disdain for the traditional concept of incest. "He's a guy and you're a girl, so why not? All right, maybe if you had babies by him it might turn out to be a downer or something-but hell, who's asking you to get knocked up? Who knows, it might be good for both of you to work on each other. You know, get some practice and learn what cocks and cunts are all about!"
"It ... it just seems too strange," Ann mused.
After a moment or two, and in response to some urging from Ellen, she did describe the extent of her sex play with Dave. Ellen nodded in an understanding fashion and said that watching boys masturbate was a heady, thrilling experience, though one that could not begin to match the more advanced phases of lovemaking. Ann then described what had happened that morning and went on to tell the girl about going up to the clearing and watching her parents engaging in the final steps of their own lovemaking.
'Yeah, that's a gas," Ellen said. "Well, I've watched Mom and Dad a lot more than what I said, to be honest about it. Sometimes I think maybe they're just asking for it, you know? I mean, they'll start balling in the living room when I'm listening to records in my room, or maybe they'll leave their bedroom door open at night, with the light on, when I haven't even gone to bed yet, so it sorta makes me thing they dig it, screwing with somebody looking on. What do you think?"
"Hey, I don't know," Ann admitted. "But it sounds like it could be, I guess. I think I can dig it. This morning, when I was doing it to myself and watching Dave, it was a lot more exciting, knowing that Lucy was up there watching us. I guess that if I'd known Dad was up there and they were making out, I'd have been a little more turned on than ever. Or maybe a lot more."
"Yeah, me too," Ellen agreed. "You know, this Tommy, the last guy I balled, we got it on in the back of his brother's van one afternoon while Jerry-that's the brother-and his chick were tooling around town. They'd look back every now and then and tell us to fuck harder or something like that and you know something? It felt like my ass was just melting off, I was getting off so good! So maybe there's something to it, this business about people watching. Hey, how was it when you were fingerfucking? Was it better with her looking at you?"
Ann had to admit that it was, even though she felt a deep conviction that Ellen would then suggest that they try it themselves. She was not wrong. Before they had gone ten more paces the girl turned to her and proposed that they watch each other masturbate. Ann's pussy, fiercely aroused by the intimate talk, had become a mass of love-slick, lust-heated flesh ,and dictated an affirmative answer to the girl's proposal. They looked about, found a suitable spot and quickly doffed their clothing.
Ellen's body proved to be even more spectacular once she was totally naked. Her breasts were especially notable, medium sized and firm as young apples. They tapered out in lush ivory lines to a huge brown areole, topped by cherry-red nipples that were shaped exactly like little cones. The rest of her body was comparable and her pubic hair, black as night, curled luxuriantly at the base of her belly. She proved to be quite as forward in displaying her pussy as in talking about the uses to which she had put it. Ann found that the neatly shaped little cleft opened up to disclose a lovely pair of inner lips, larger than her own, but with a tiny little clitoris. Its lack of size did not mean that it suffered from any paucity of feeling, Ellen said, and she proceeded to prove it by running the tip of her right forefinger along the lips for a moment or two. The deep, fleshy groove already glistened wetly in the late afternoon sunlight. Her excitement had resulted in such an overflow of passionate oils that the tops of her thighs, as well as the lips of her pussy, were nicely coated with clear, glistening lubricant. A thin trickle of the heady juice even ran down between the cheeks of her ass. The puckered eye of her anus was already lubricated, Ann noticed, and seemed to invite someone's attention.
Ellen contented herself, though, with a few light finger strokes delivered to the area around her clitoris. Gently pulling at the skin around that sensitive little knob and rubbing its sides cautiously, she quickly delivered herself of a long, shuddering climax that was all the more remarkable for the speed with which it arrived. Even though she provoked the climactic surge with dramatic quickness, she groaned and wheezed piteously, leaving no doubt in Ann's mind that she was cumming with a great deal of thoroughness.
"You sure don't waste any time in getting off!" Ann marveled. "I have to work at it a lot harder, not that I mind the work or anything like that!"
"Usually it takes me a while longer to get a cum," Ellen admitted. "But I was just sort of super horny this afternoon. I mean, seeing your brother and all, and then talking about all this stuff, it really got me into a state!"
Ann readily exhibited her own orgasmic talents, holding nothing back. She had been watching Ellen closely and had found that her gaze more and more strayed down to the girl's ass-hole. She had become much more aware of that part of her own anatomy ever since Lucy's remarks about being fucked in the ass, and since seeing the way she utilized both the orifices between her legs, and the result of that awareness was a curiosity about her own anal responses. She had inadvertently touched her ass-hole a few times when highly excited and well remembered the unusual sensation the touch had set off in her body. She had never felt free to investigate those responses further until Lucy's example and words had put the idea into her head.
Ann initiated herself into the bizarre but strangely thrilling world of anal sexuality. She began in the usual manner, standing up and using her hand to stimulate the lips of her pussy, the mouth of her cunt and her clitoris. But the idea of inserting a finger into her ass-hole became stronger as the lusty fervor within her body mounted higher. After a moment or two she reached behind her hips with her left hand, moistened a finger in the rim of her cunt-which was of course churning out slippery cunt drip at a furious pace-and then gently poked the well-oiled finger into her own ass-hole.
"Agghhh!" she grunted, startled by the vehemence of the resulting sensation. The tiny, taut little opening had become enormously more sensitive as the rest of her body had warmed up and now she felt a perfect flood of erotic delight spreading out from the strongly held finger penetrating her ass. "Oooohh, I can feel the cum; it's all over me! Uggghhh! I'm fucking myself right out of my mind! Mmmmmm!"
Her own climax struck with unsuspected force and a rapidity that amazed her. She had been expecting the usual long, suspenseful buildup of tension and emotion within her young body, but instead she felt her womb and cunt being quickly tied into a knot of quivering, trembling anticipation. She worked the finger deeper into her ass and fucked it back and forth gently. That, together with the more strenuous activity of her right hand on her pussy and clitoris, was all she needed to release a tremendous storm of sensual frenzy. The climactic cataclysm rocked through her loins again and again, becoming stronger with every surge, and she cried out piteously as her flesh throbbed with agonizing splendor.
Ann tottered about weakly for a few moments and had to seat herself on her discarded clothes before her head would stop spinning. Ellen looked at her with a new respect. Anyone who could cum with the terrible intensity Ann had displayed had automatically earned a place of high respect in her eyes. The artful stimulation of her ass-hole had also given her a higher standing in Ellen's estimation, since that was a novelty and Ellen could not but feel a sort of respect for anyone who had explored an area of sexuality which she had not learned about.
"Wow, that was a cum and a half!" Ellen whispered. "I never saw anybody get off like that! I thought you were going to flip out, no lie!"
"I don't think I ever felt it that strongly either," Ann admitted. "Mmmmmm, it's just so much better, doing it while somebody's watching! And you know something? I think maybe I get off a lot stronger when it's a girl watching me! I'll swear, I never had a cum like that when I was showing off for Davey!"
"Yeah, I can dig it," Ellen told her. "It's like you just know that a girl appreciates it more, that she really understands what you're doing. A guy, he just wants to stand there and gape at your cunt, sometimes, or maybe he's really thinking about how he'd a lot rather fuck you than watch you beat off. Something like that, I guess."
"Wow, do you think it's a little gay?" Ann asked, struck by a passing thought that now bore home with a new force. "I mean, the way I get off better when I'm showing off to another girl? I maybe I'm a queer!"
"I don't think so," Ellen told her. "I mean, I get off better when I do it for another girl myself. But I really dig guys most of all. Hell, I tried making it with a girl a couple of times and let me tell you, Ann, it just doesn't begin to compare with what a guy can do! There's nothing on earth like having that big, hard cock shoved all the way up your cunt!"
"But doesn't it hurt? At least, for the first time or two? I mean, they're so big and all! And besides I've got this ... well, my cherry, you know. It doesn't block the passage but it's there and I'm afraid it would kill me, letting a guy shove his prick in there. Hell, there are times when I can hardly stand to get a tampon in!"
Ellen could not give her much comfort there, since she had not had a hymen, or at least had never noticed one's presence before her first bout of sexual intercourse. She was able to assure Ann that even a semi-skilled lover could take enough care to avoid hurting his partner. The natural lubricants supplied by a girl's sexual arousal were plenty efficient and greatly facilitated the introduction of a big, stiff prick into even the tightest cunt.
"All those guys I balled, they all said I had the tightest cunt they'd ever felt," Ellen said, "and they ought to know what they were talking about, since they're the biggest studs in school. And hung? They've got more cock than any girl could ever use! But it never hurt me. I just felt this incredible fullness when they were sliding it into my cunt! No, I don't think you'd have to worry about that. And besides, it looks like you've been diddling yourself long enough that you could get the guy started in without any trouble, which is a lot more than half the battle. Once the guy gets even the head of his cock in your cunt you just can't back out, no matter what! It's like you'd do anything, or endure anything, just to get the rest of it rammed into that hole! So I don't think you've got a thing in the world to worry about, really I don't!"
"I hope not," Ann replied. "You know, it helps a lot, being able to talk to somebody about my own age and find out about things like that. Lucy, she helps a lot, but it's not quite the same as finding out about it all from somebody who's about your age."
"Why don't you think about getting it on with Dave?" Ellen proposed. "No, I'm serious! I bet he'd be a great lay, with all that cock he's got!"
Ann protested feebly but found that Ellen easily answered every argument she could throw up.
When she tried to put in the final, most telling barrier of all, the danger of pregnancy, Ellen laughed and promised that this was no problem at all.
"I've got a tube of vaginal foam in my bag," the girl said. "It's sure fire stuff. And besides, Dad always carried a bunch of rubbers in the car, so we could put one of those over Dave's cock. Between the foam and the rubber, you'd be as safe as if you were fucking your finger! Come on, Ann, what do you say? Won't you give it a try? I promise you, I'm sure going to try getting that big piece of fucking meat in my own cunt! That is, if you don't mind, I mean!"
Ann protested her total lack of concern in the matter, though she did feel a momentary flesh of envy-or jealousy, she could not be sure-at the thought of Ellen and Dave locked in a tight, passionate embrace. Ellen's scandalous proposal was already working deep in her mind, though she tried hard to tell herself that she could never face up to having any kind of intimate sexual experience with her own brother. She was already aware of a doubt, though, and she wondered how she would be able to back out gracefully if Dave were suddenly to take a desire to put his prick into her cunt.
"They'll probably do something tomorrow to get all three of us out of the cabin," Ellen said. "If I know Mom and Dad, they're going to want to spend most of tomorrow in fucking and they won't want us around. I've got a feeling that you're going to get to see Davey getting his nuts off tomorrow-and this time he won't be shooting his load down onto the ground!"
CHAPTER 9
Ellen had misjudged her parents' intentions slightly. Instead of waiting until the next day to indulge their appetite for each other, as she had expected, the found an unexpected rush of sexual desire that very evening. It was late, nearing midnight, and the children had long ago retired to their sleeping cubicles. The Robbados had spread sleeping bags and pads in the big central room of their cabin, which they shared with the Eastmans. Ellen and Ann had taken over the larger room and Dave had another to himself.
Linda had initiated the activities by reaching over to her husband's loins and finding his mammoth cock, already bone-hard and as hot as it had ever been. She had intended teasing him into an erection and then gently turning over, enabling him to slip the big rod into her cunt from the rear, but the warmth and rigidity of his cock made the preliminary phases superfluous. Linda was abundantly aroused-their late evening talk with Ken and Lucy had been risque and had resulted in her cunt becoming infused with lustful hungers-and she accordingly turned over to present her husband with her trim, tight little buttocks.
Chuck knew her tastes well, of course, and was entirely ready to comply with her unstated desire. He eased over onto his side and slipped the head of his prick between her buttocks, sliding the thick rod into that crevice which was already slippery and moist. Her cunt had been generating a steady flow of warm, moist oils and the way lay open for his cock. Linda choked off a little gasp of delight upon feeling the incredibly broad tip of his prick nestling against the lips of her pussy, but she could not prevent her hips from grinding about slowly, rubbing the big tool against her highly excited flesh.
Linda lay there for a few moments, enjoying the teasing game she had initiated, and then reached down to place her fingers over her husband's cock. She pressed the spongy head against the lips of her pussy, softly at first and then more strongly. She rocked back and forth quietly and rubbed the sensual shaft against every portion of her pussy. Chuck aided her work by thrusting back and forth with his hips and the-likeness of the motion to that which they would employ when they began fucking in earnest had an inevitable effect on her.
"My God, I can't wait to get it in me!" she whispered, turning her face to speak into his ear and interspersing her words with tiny darts of her tongue. "Are they asleep, do you think? Or should we just go ahead anyway?"
"I can't hear them," he murmured softly. "Let's wait another little bit and then get to it, huh? Yeah, I'm hot to get my cock in you too!"
Little did they know it, but Ken and Lucy were engaged in almost the same kind of exercise, though in a somewhat different way. Their zipped-together sleeping bags were placed perhaps ten feet away from those of the Eastmans. Enough moonlight filtered in through the windows to give the room a good bit of light. Each couple could see the other. But only as a dark, shadowy lump.
Ken had begun their play, though he discovered that Lucy was more than ready for him. He had reached out to touch the tip of a finger to her pussy and had found that the big, protruding lips were already coated with hot, wet oil. The way she had turned to him, reaching down to keep his hand in place, and had began rubbing her pussy against his finger had told him that she was every bit as eager for sexual activity as he was. His finger had not contented her for long, however, and she had soon reached down to take his cock-hard and hot with passionate arousal-and guide it into the crevice where his finger had been. She gave a soft little moan of joy upon feeling the tool against her pussy and had lurched toward him eagerly.
"How much longer are we going to try pretending that everybody's asleep?"
Lucy stiffened abruptly and drew in a quick breath upon hearing the voice. Chuck, who had framed the question, asked it in a conversational tone of voice that carried over to the Eastmans perfectly. He had caught Lucy's little gasp of delight upon feeling her husband's cock against her clitoris and had drawn the correct deduction from that inadvertent sound.
"Omigod, are you two going at it too?" Lucy asked when her heart had stopped racing so wildly. "And thinking that we were asleep?"
"You know it!" Linda answered, throwing off the top of the sleeping bag she was sharing with Chuck. "What the hell, I guess it won't hurt anything if we let it all hang out, will it? I mean, it's not as though we had never seen another couple fucking before, is it? Or made it while somebody else was watching either! What the fuck, let's just let it all hang out, what do you say?"
Lucy needed very little thought in order to arrive at an answer to those questions. She had indeed attended parties where couples made no effort at hiding their sexual play and had generally found that it was more exciting to do her lovemaking while others were engaged in the same incomparable act. Ken's experience in that line had been somewhat more limited, but he was far from a novice. He too found the suggestion a good one.
"All right, there's no sense in pretending," he agreed. "I wasn't looking forward to a secret fuck anyway!"
They too threw off the cover of their mutual sleeping bag and luxuriated in the new freedom Chuck's question had brought about. Both couples looked at each other before turning to their partners. Lucy looked first at Chuck's cock and she felt a sudden thrill of new interest upon seeing the size and shape of his tool. Even though the darkness obscured his prick's finer features, she could see enough to tell that he was formidably equipped for fucking and that sight made her cunt quiver with renewed eagerness. She then looked at Linda and saw that the woman's body was indeed superbly shaped. Her breasts were a little too small to be as spectacular as the rest of her shape but they were by no means negligible.
Linda pressed Chuck down onto his back and mounted him, swinging her slight body above him with practiced ease and reaching down to seat the head of his cock in her cunt's gaping, moist mouth with the same motion. She gave a little cry of anguished joy as the huge girth of his prick spread the opening wide, dilating her cunt in a way that made every nerve in her body cry with delight. Chuck lay very still, since he knew that penetrating his tight-cunted wife was more difficult when she was above him. He was quite content to give her the initiative and to allow her to proceed with their coupling at her own speed. Later, once the muscles surrounding her cunt had' become stretched and accustomed to the girth of his cock, he would begin fucking her slowly and gradually progress to that hard, furious thrusting which served her so well in the later stages of their lovemaking.
Lucy preferred having Ken above her, though she altered her position just enough to be able to look over at their friends while gathering her husband closer to her. She opened her pussy's hot, tingling lips with her fingers and held them wide while guiding his prick between them with her free hand before allowing him to shove the head of his cock into the mouth of her cunt she took the time to tease herself a bit more and rubbed the mushroom-shaped tip along the hot, juicy furrow. That exercise added immeasurably to her arousal, especially when she rubbed the head of his prick over her clitoris. That form of stimulation had a much stronger effect than did the application of a finger or even of a tongue and she accordingly began wanting him all the more strongly.
"God, I just hope we don't wake up the children," Linda muttered as she started weaving her hips about and devouring Chuck's cock with her cunt. "The way I feel now, I just might lift the roof off when I feel this big-dicked stud start shooting cum up my hole!"
"It's too late to worry about things like that," Lucy replied, fitting her heels into the hollows behind Ken's knees and pressing the head of his cock against her pussy with more force than ever. "God, once I've gotten this far I just couldn't stop. I've got to have it the rest of the way!"
Gradually she changed her approach, working his prick into her cunt a fraction of an inch at a time. She wanted to feel all that cunt-tingling tool sliding into her body at once, but she held back, wanting to tantalize herself with it and thereby to increase the intensity of her response. like Linda, she had become highly charged with sexual feeling during the evening, though a considerable amount of her arousal had come from contemplating Chuck. His tight trousers had displayed his prick and balls well, making it abundantly clear that he had a considerable amount of equipment, and the sight had affected her powerfully.
"Oooohh!" she groaned when she felt the broad, flaring rim of Ken's big cock slide into the tightly stretched mouth of her cunt. "Mmmmmm, it feels like it's red hot! Ooohhh, Ken, I'm so hot, so fucking hot! I don't want to do anything but fuck and cum all night long!"
Lucy knew very well that Chuck and Linda were watching her and listening to her as she received the fullness of her husband's big, stiff prick. That knowledge made her cunt hum with a special kind of feeling. She also knew that Linda was receiving exactly the same treatment from Chuck, that his enormous cock was spreading her cunt wide and forming it into a perfect oval. That knowledge also made her own flesh tingle and throb in a way that she had seldom experienced.
"Oooohh, it's so big!" she whimpered, writhing about as he slowly fed his cock into her cunt, working the hard, hot tool into her cunt inch by inch. "Mmmmmm, so fucking big! Ohhh, Ken, you're tearing my cunt apart! You're ripping me in two! Ahhh, darling, I can't wait to feel your cum shooting out! Ohhh, God, fuck me hard and then let me suck you off! I want to feel you doing everything to me tonight!"
Ken found it very difficult to restrain himself, despite the unusual degree of control he had achieved over his orgasmic response. Seldom had he found Lucy to be so animated, so ready for his prick. He could not recall a time when her cunt had ever been tighter or had been quite as hot and wet as it now was. She fucked back at him with slow, ultra-sensual hip movements, grinding her ass about on the pad beneath the sleeping bag, and gripped him with her long, well-muscled thighs. Squeezing those beautifully turned limbs together, she forced him part way out of her cunt and dipped her hips downward at the same time. This abrupt shift necessarily forced her rigid, tingling clitoris against the shaft of his cock; it felt as though a bar of white hot steel, fresh from the furnace, had suddenly been held against her clitoris.
"Unnggghhh!" she groaned, lurching against him and relaxing her grio so that he could thrust deeper into the heart of her eagerly opened cunt. "Annggghhh-owwwJ Ohhh, fuck! Fuck me right down to the bottom! Mmmmmm, you're fucking my heart out! Don't stop fucking now. You're going to make me cum all over!"
Ken had little choice in the matter. Pinned between Lucy's strategically poised thighs and captured by their strong grip, he had lost most of his leverage and thus had been turned into a kind of helpless fucking machine. Lucy used him for exactly that purpose and fucked her way into a long, trembling, groaning climax. Due to the highly aroused state of her cunt, she needed very little time in which to arrive at that frenzied state. She knew exactly how to hold his body so as to deliver the most telling strokes to her tortured pussy and clitoris and she did not hesitate to take the fullest possible advantage of the fact. She pulled her hips down twice more, each time scraping the agonizingly tender nub of her clitoris along the rigid shaft of his cock, and then felt a volcanic eruption burst deep inside her cunt.
"Owwww! Aiiieeee!" she howled, jerking about wildly as the storm burst and released a perfect flood of climactic fervor. "Unngghhhh! You're killing me, you're killing me with your cock! Oooohh, don't stop, Ken, don't stop fucking, make me cum all over! Mmmmmm, I want to feel it fucking me right down to the bottom of my cunt!"
She relaxed her grip enough for him to sheathe the entirety of his massive prick and he surged into the valley of her thighs, ramming all his meat home with one vicious, brutally penetrating lunge. She gurgled out another frantic moan of incoherent ecstasy upon feeling the head of the big rod nudge against her cervix and then pry open the mouth of her womb. That unusual sensation, so deliciously pleasing as to be almost painful, pushed her over the top of her orgasmic fury and into a cloudland of lustful bliss.
Ken almost decided to go ahead and give her a few more of those long, deeply penetrating thrusts, but then backed out. He knew that he would be able to release his cum at virtually any moment now. The frantic, abandoned way in which she had welcomed his prick in her cunt had brought him quite near the point of no return and he would have required only a little of that delicious, cunty friction in order to blast off a terrific spurt of steaming sperm. He held back, though, and later was extremely glad to have done so.
Linda and Chuck had slowed their own fucking activity down to a bare minimum once they heard their friends plunging into the deep waters of sexual excess. Linda especially devoted her attention to their lovemaking. She had wondered about Lucy's passion and wanted to see if the woman was really as sensual as she had seemed. The way in which Lucy expressed herself and the ferocity of her moaning cries of delight as the climactic surge pulsed through her loins left little doubt of that fact, Linda decided.
"God, he's tearing her cunt out!" Linda murmured softly to her husband. "Listen to them, darling, they're fucking each other to death!"
"Didn't I tell you that Ken was a cocksman?" Chuck said. "Honey, when we were in college together he was fucking everything that walked and they all loved it! He can really get it on!"
"Yes, but I know somebody else who can do it too," Linda replied, giving her cunt a little squeeze with her abdominal muscles. She had trained them to such a degree that she could force her cunt to nip and bite at a man with surprising force. She regularly exercised that portion of her body, using a finger in her cunt to test the degree of her power. "Mmmmm, that cock feels so good in there! Really, I don't know if I can wait till they make it or not! I feel like I could cum forever!"
"You'll be able to hold off," he told her, knowing all too well her fascination with other people's lovemaking. "And once they get off, then your cunt'll tighten up and you'll really feel my cock!"
Linda had no doubt of that, though she was already supremely aware of the huge-rod's presence in her cunt. She had always been especially fond of men with large pricks and Chuck's superlative dimensions, as well as his many other sterling qualities, had endeared him to her from the very start. She had never seen a man with a larger cock and she had found only few who knew better how to use whatever nature had endowed them with. Rigid and thick with lustful life, the long tool bored up into her waiting cunt and filled her with that special kind of warmth that pleased her better than anything else on earth.
"If I feel it any better than I'm feeling it right now," she hissed, "then we might as well go wake up the children right now and invite them to watch! I know I'd never be able to stop screaming!"
Linda began writhing about with soft, barely perceptible motions as Ken and Lucy fucked their way toward the foregone conclusion. Lucy's whimpering cries of ecstatic delight had a powerfully erotic effect on both of them, forcing them into an earlier resumption of their fucking activity than they had originally intended. Linda naturally imagined herself to be on the receiving end of Ken's bull-like thrusts. Her imagination always worked overtime when she was engaged in any kind of sexual activity and she found it especially exciting to imagine herself being fucked by other men. Chuck knew this-they kept nothing back from each other-and to a degree shared her fondness for fantasy, though his own mind conjured up rather different pictures for his erotic joy. He tended more often to see a second woman joining him in the Promethean task of soothing the hungers working within Linda's insatiable cunt. He especially fancied the notion of a bisexual woman collaborating with him in order to bring his wife to a long, resounding climax.
"What if he were shoving that cock of his up your ass-hole?" he whispered into Linda's ear. He knew that this suggestion would provoke a powerful flood of erotic sensations in her body and advanced the idea precisely for that reason. "Or maybe if she were to ask you to come over there and lick his cum out of her cunt, once he's shot his nuts off?"
Chuck got his reward in the form of a series of violent tremors coursing through his wife's lovely little body. She shivered uncontrollably at hearing those lewd suggestions, which sparked off powerful physical reactions, and she began working her cunt farther down upon the uplifted pole connecting their loins. Already blessed with an abnormally tight cunt, Linda had capitalized upon nature's generosity with a carefully chosen exercise program which she followed with great faithfulness. Those two factors thus made her flesh all the more resilient, though a cock the size of Chuck's would have found virtually any cunt to be tight. As it was, he could feel her flesh closing around him like a vise and he laid back to enjoy the sensations to the utmost.
Linda's breath became shorter and soon she was almost gasping as she worked her hips back and forth upon his body. She found an additional source of erotic stimulation when Lucy forced Ken onto his back and mounted him, reversing herself to bring her mouth down upon his prick. She could see the woman sucking her husband and that sight lent the final dose of electricity to her own fucking action. For a moment, Linda regretted that she had chosen to take Chuck's prick in her cunt, since she too loved the feel of a prick in her mouth, just as she savored the biting taste of cum and the incredible joy of feeling it spurt over her tongue. But then she felt the head of his cock spearing even deeper and knew that she had chosen right. Given the absurdly aroused nature of her pussy and cunt, she could not have taken him anywhere but where she had taken him, she decided.
"Mmmmmm, I can't last long!" she muttered, her hips accelerating the tempo and forcing her cunt far down upon the shaft of his prick. "God, I'm so turned on I don't know what's happening!"
Chuck happened to share that sentiment. He too had been watching the other couple and the eager way in which Lucy had turned about in order to bring her mouth to bear upon Ken's prick excited him. Accordingly, he began flexing his hips and moving his ass in time with Linda's sensual rhythm, fucking into her cunt with easy strokes and caressing her tight little breasts with his hands. Within a very short time she felt a warning tremor run through her cunt and then turn into a voluptuous torrent of throbs. The climax quickly became a veritable tornado of lusty pleasure and she dissolved into a whimpering, quivering limp of frenzied flesh. Chuck surged into her swiftly and soon felt his balls give off their own preliminary signal. He heightened the first spurt of hot cum by giving her an especially brutal thrust. When the first jet of cum burst into her cunt, he was driving his cock deep and he did not stop until he had fully seated the big tool. Linda ground her clitoris and the lips of her pussy into the mass of black fur surrounding the base of his prick, shuddering and moaning with abandon as she did so.
Lucy, quite as eager, found that her tongue was performing miraculous feats of sexual stimulation. She was alert enough to catch the frantic sounds of lusty delight emanating from the couple nearby and those noises, as unique as they were stimulating, lent an added violence to her oral caresses. She forced the head of Ken's cock deep into her throat and sent her tongue slithering along the shaft, sucking violently all the while. When she sensed that she had brought him very close to eruption, she pulled back so that she could devote her tongue to the most sensitive part of his cock, the flaring head. She worked her hot tongue along the deep groove between the head and shaft, then scored the broad rim. She had devoted herself to learning Ken's prick with all the familiarity she could muster and now utilized every bit of that knowledge, seeking to bring him off with as much pleasure as she could generate in his loins.
"Oooohhh!" he groaned when his prick began jerking and throbbing, every pulsation sending another charge of steaming cum shooting up through the big tool. "Unngghhh! God, you're sucking me to death!"
His cum spurted into Lucy's waiting, hotly receptive mouth with as much power as she had ever felt. Her cunt throbbed in time with the jerks of his cock. His climax set off an answering echo of orgiastic feeling in her own flesh, even though he was not touching her pussy. She swallowed eagerly and the salty flavor of his sperm inflamed her brain with a hotly sensual fever that gave the final dash of excitement to the act. Lucy swallowed strongly and quickly lest any of his cum escape her lips. She wanted to drink every drop of the discharge and to suck him until there was not a shred of feeling left in his cock. She did just that and when she finally released his prick it fell back to his belly, a weak and limp thing that was of no use to her whatever.
"Well, whatever you could say about that," Linda said a few moments later, when they were again all stretched out on their sleeping bags and breathing at something more like a normal pace, "it was a fine way to start a vacation!"
CHAPTER 10
Despite the ferocity with which the Eastmans and Robbados fucked each other that night, giving vent to their emotions with considerably more noise than they would really have liked, their children did not awaken. Perhaps it was the chill mountain air-the cabin stood at an elevation near six thousand feet, Chuck later said-or perhaps they were simply extra tired. At any rate, neither Dave, Ellen nor Ann stirred once they had fallen asleep and none of them knew anything about the abandoned acts being performed in the central room of the cabin.
Ann awoke first the next morning. She had never slept in the same bed with anyone before. The few girls she had visited, or who had stayed with her, had used the top half of her double bunk bed and she was acutely aware of Ellen's presence next to her in the large bed. Ellen had slept naked, but Ann wore a pair of panties and one of Dave's discarded shirts. She would have liked to pull back the blankets that covered them and feast her eyes on Ellen's superbly formed body, but the chill of the morning forbade that. She contented herself with thinking about the girl's nude form and found herself growing more aroused by the moment.
After a time the pressure had become too great and her hand crept down to her loins, slipping into her panties and finding the moist, warm cleft which could be so amazingly sensitive and full of incredible joy. Working quietly and with a sly skill developed by masturbating in odd places of her own home with her parents nearby, Ann managed to bring her pussy to a state of hungry, throbbing animation and then to finish the job with dispatch. She stiffened her body and clutched hungrily at her pussy as the orgasmic fury swept through her cunt, then slowly ebbed away and left her feeling weak and listless.
"You're a foxy little chick," she heard Ellen whisper. "Working yourself off like that the first thing in the morning!"
"My God! I thought you were still asleep!" Ann exclaimed.
"I was," Ellen replied, "but my pussy woke me up. I guess it was picking up on the vibrations from your cunt. Anyway, I woke up a minute or two ago, just as horny as hell. Mmmmm, I'm going to have myself a little cum too, if you don't mind. Want to watch?"
Ann turned onto her side and looked into Ellen's dark eyes. The blankets were still pulled up high, preventing her from seeing what the girl was doing, but she could see the fires of sexual arousal burning inside. Ellen's eyes left no doubt that she was indeed fully aroused. Her face had an incredibly sweet expression, made all the more enticing by the tousled state of her hair. For a moment, Ann felt that she would have to lean over and kiss the girl's lips. She managed to avoid that, but she devoted herself entirely to vicariously enjoying Ellen's orgasm. The girl quickly finger-fucked herself into a state of fluttering delight. Her eyes rolled up into her head at the moment of supreme ecstasy and a few whimpering little noises of sensual bliss escaped from her lips. After the tremors had died away inside her cunt, she brought her right hand up to her lips and popped the fingers into her mouth. Ann noticed that they were bright and wet with cunty oils.
"God, I love to taste my cunt after I've fucked myself silly!" Ellen said, giggling in a girlish fashion that Ann found quite engaging. "I guess I just love anything that has to do with fucking or sucking, though. Or cumming, for that matter. It's all so good I can't believe it, even yet!"
They soon left their bed and dressed. Stealing out into the central room, they saw their parents still sleeping soundly. Ann regretted that they had pulled up their sleeping bags, since she would have enjoyed catching a glimpse of their naked bodies, especially of the men's cocks, but they crept back to the kitchen area, where they had themselves a quick breakfast.
"You don't have to guess about what I'd like to do this morning," Ellen murmured when they had finished.
"Dave," Ann said, drawing a conspiratorial nod from the girl. "All right, I'm sure he'll be as hot for you as you are for him. Why don't you go wake him up? There are lots of good spots around where you can have all the privacy you want. No one will ever find you."
"Oh, you'll have to come along too," Ellen responded. "Man, I'd love to get you in the act too! What a trip that'd be, getting his cock up my cunt and watching you finger-fuck at the same time! Mmmmmm, you've got to be there, Ann. That'll make it better than ever!"
Although Ann felt that she would be intruding, that a couple's lovemaking should be private, she also felt an irresistible urge to accept Ellen's suggestion. She desperately wanted to be there, to watch every detail of their fucking. Despite her strong doubts, she found herself nodding her agreement. They crept into Dave's sleeping cubicle, woke him and told him to meet them outside as soon as possible.
Ellen searched through her bag and brought out her tube of vaginal foam, together with the applicator tube, before they left the cabin. She also opened her father's pickup and brought three foil-wrapped rubbers out of the glove compartment. One could not have too much protection, she said as she pocketed the items, and then they went around to the back of the cabin to wait for Dave.
He emerged shortly afterward and they set off. He did not know what the girls had planned for him, naturally, but he would have done almost anything in order to have been around Ellen that day. The girl had preyed upon his mind during the night, infesting his dreams, and just before sunrise he had waked up to find his cock spurting out a perfect flood of cum. He had been dreaming that she was lying over him, rubbing those marvelous-looking little breasts of hers over the head and shaft of his prick. He could still remember the incredible reality of that dream; it had almost been as though he were really feeling her hot little nipples, dark and stiff with passionate desire, scraping against the head of his cock.
"Ann said that you two have been playing some fun games with each other," Ellen said after a brisk half hour's walk, when they paused to re-orient themselves and catch their breath. "Sounds like it'd be a lot of fun!"
Dave looked at Ann and blushed violently. He was not certain of Ellen's meaning, though her tone and manner had certainly been suggestive enough to set off a chain of confused reactions in his mind.
"She knows," Ann said, smiling at his stalled reaction. "I told her about the way you'd Jerk off and watch me do it to myself. She thinks it's great!"
"Huh?" he asked, unable to believe his ears.
"I think it's just great when people can do things like that together," Ellen said. "A lot of brothers and sisters, they can't even stay in the same room together, so if you two can get along that well, I think it's just too much! And besides, I'd sorta like to watch too-I think it'd be a real blast!"
"I thought maybe we'd go up to that spot we used yesterday," Ann added. "We could be all to ourselves there and it'd really be a lot of fun."
Dave could not conceal his delight at the suggestion. He turned and led the way, walking at a much faster clip. Ellen had been quick to notice the formidable bulge which had instantly appeared in the front of his cutoff jeans when she had said her piece. The sight of his lust-stiffened cock had confirmed her desire to have that big tool in every conceivable way. She and Ann trailed along behind and soon they arrived at the clearing.
"There's no point to standing around and looking," Ellen said, reaching up to unfasten the skimpy little halter top which concealed her breasts, though at the same time it emphasized their delicious curves and fullness. "We might as well strip down and get to it, huh?"
Dave gaped for a moment and then quickly pulled off his tee shirt and cutoff jeans, kicking away his sneakers at the same time. He was a little selfconscious about displaying his throbbing erection to both of the girls, but he soon lost that. Before long he was acting as though total nudity was the most natural state in the world. Ellen surveyed him with open and frank interest. Clearly she was impressed by his cock, which happened to be as large as any she had ever had. Only her father possessed a larger prick and she was ready to accept her mother's view, that that tool was truly a unique specimen.
"Peel it back for me!" Ellen whispered, going over to him and sinking down to her knees to eye the big rod more closely. "God, I love to see a guy skin his prick back!"
Ann joined her and together they watched as Dave toyed with his prick. He rolled the foreskin back and forth a few times, forcing it up over the broad-rimmed head and then pressing it back with his thumb and forefinger. Ann felt a strange, powerful urge to reach out and perform the deed for him. She had sometimes felt that urge in the past, but never had she wanted to touch his prick so much as she did at that moment.
"Look!" Ellen said. "It's starting to drip!"
As she had said, a tiny, glistening droplet of clear fluid appeared in the big cleft at the tip of Dave's cock. Ann had sometimes seen such droplets before but had not known what they were, apart from being a sign of extreme sexual arousal in a boy. Ellen broke the spell by reaching out a forefinger, touching its tip to the cleft and then transferring the tiny blob of clear fluid to her tongue. She closed her eyes and shuddered powerfully.
"Wow! It tastes just like cum!" she whispered. "Oh, is that ever a trip! You ought to try it, Ann. It's really a turnon! God, it makes me so horny, tasting that stuff!"
With that she reached into the little shoulder bag she had brought. She brought out her vaginal foam, fitted the applicator tube onto it and squeezed out a portion of the creamy goo, filling the tube. She then transferred the tube to her cunt, lying back on her clothes, and deposited the load of cream well up inside her cunt. Dave gaped, never having seen anything so weird, and Ann looked on in wonder. Ellen had acted without any sign of embarrassment and after removing the tube, she looked up with a strange, intent expression.
"Let me have it!" she whispered, extending her arms to Dave. "Get on me and let me have your cock! God, I'm dying for a fuck. I've wanted a fuck ever since we left home!"
Dave looked over at Ann in surprise. Clearly he had not expected the "conquest" to be that simple. Ann herself was surprised at the forward way in which Ellen proceeded, though under the circumstances she did not see how the girl could have done otherwise. They had come there for sex and to have pretended any different would have been hypocritical.
"It's all right," Ellen told him. 'That stuff I put in my cunt, it'll keep me from getting knocked up, so you don't have to worry about that. Come on, Dave, get on me and put it in! Or maybe not ... hey! Why don't you slip his cock in, Ann? Yeah, we'll make it a kind of a three way thing!"
Ann blushed fiercely, even though she felt a wild, frenzied surge of sexual feeling when she heard Ellen's suggestion. Normally she would not even have been in the clearing, such was her sense of privacy. But now, driven by wild urges which seemed to have taken total possession of her body, she threw every caution aside and knelt down at the girl's side.
"Go on," she said to her brother. "Get on her. I'll be glad to put it in for you! I'd love to be here and watch you two fuck!"
Her words triggered a quick response in the boy. He lowered himself down between Ellen's trim thighs and Ann searched around for the best spot in which to perform the service that had been asked of her. She found that she could best work from the rear and so she moved around between Dave's legs. Reaching down between his thighs, she took his cock in her hands, well aware that she was touching the big, hot tool for the first time, and shivered. Its sensual heat affected her drastically and for a moment she wished that she were about to fit its massive tip into the mouth of her own cunt.
She pressed back the foreskin-it had again slipped forward, covering the head-and used her other hand to open up the lips of Ellen's tight little pussy. She found that feeling of the girl's slit was almost as exciting as grasping Dave's cock. She forced the big tool down, speared the head into the gaping aperture she had uncovered, and swirled it about gently, pressing the spongy tip into every portion of that heavily oiled crevice.
"Mmmmmm, it's already out of sight!" Ellen sighed, bringing her legs high and locking her heels together in the small of Dave's back. "Just push it in easy, Dave, and let me feel every inch of it! Ooohhh, God, I love to feel a big, stiff, hot cock sliding up my cunt!"
Ann kept her position but slid lower down in order to watch the penetration. She had caught a fleeting glimpse of the inner opening to Ellen's tender, aromatically scented young cunt when she had opened it for her brother's cock. It did not seem a bit larger than her own and she was curious to see if Ellen would flinch or cry out with pain when she received the bulky, thick-shafted prong.
She need not have worried. Ellen's low, moaning cries made it abundantly clear that she felt nothing but the most intense kinds of pleasure when Dave's cock began dilating the mouth of her cunt and enlarging it to the point where the rest of the tool could slide into place. The girl dipped her hips in perfect time with Dave's gentle thrusts, weaving from side to side at the same time, and Ann saw that the big cock was indeed sliding into Ellen's cunt!
"God, it's so fucking tight!" Dave gasped, surging forward and picking up the tempo. "Oh, wow, this is better than anything I ever felt!"
"Fuck it hard!" Ellen grunted, suddenly snapping her hips upward and engulfing more of his prick with a quick, darting movement that made her cunt nip and grab hungrily at his tool. "Omigod, get it in deeper; I'm cumming already! Ohhh, ram it home, shove it in deep and let it go! Ahhh, pop your nuts! Shoot me full of cum! Aggghhhh, do it, do it, do ii now!"
Their bodies instantly became quivering, lurching engines of animal lust. Each sensed the bursting point nearing them with lightning fast speed and they naturally did all they could to hurry toward that approaching cataclysm of fleshly surrender. Ann watched them for a moment, spellbound by the pure, unthinking strength of their need. Her pussy flamed, heated and moist.
Suddenly Ann reached between her thighs, straightening up until she was kneeling upright, and pressed two fingers of her right hand into the mouth of her cunt. At the same time, she brought her left hand around from the rear and shoved another finger into her own ass; the dual penetration was quite enough to set off a momentous blast of sexual thunder within her cunt. Crying out in agony, she rocked back and forth, fucking herself with both hands, twitching like an autumn leaf in a high wind.
"Oooohhh, he's cumming!" Ellen shrieked, tightening her legs' grip on Dave's body and pushing his ass down with her hands. Her fingers dug into the cheeks of his ass like talons. "Mmmmmm, he's shooting cum all over my cunt! Ooohh! Your balls! I feel them against my ass-hole! Omigod, don't stop fucking, you're making me cum like a horse!"
Even though Ellen had no real notion of what a horse's climax was like, or even if mares had orgasms, she was indeed delivering herself of a tremendously strong sensation. The waves of orgasmic release spread outward from the tightly packed tunnel of her cunt and from her clitoris as well. She later said it seemed that every nerve, every tissue in her body between her navel and knees was collaborating in a celebration of sensual pleasure.
Dave's big prick pulsed ceaselessly. Despite his wet dream of only a few hours before, his balls were still packed to the brim with sperm which his lusty arousal had heated to near the boiling point. When he felt those big eggs begin coughing up their load, it seemed that Ellen's hot little cunt was literally sucking the cum from his prick, that the organ was forcing him to deliver all his discharge in one long, gigantic spurt of blinding joy.
Ellen's cries of delirious joy merged into a throaty, wailing sound of the purest sensual ecstasy as Dave's balls continued churning out more charges of scalding cum. His prick bounded and spurted away, jerking inside her cunt like a wild, living animal. He fucked deep and withdrew almost completely, using long, burrowing strokes to heighten the friction on his big prick, and those furious, deep-probing thrusts brought the broad head of his cock against the tenderest portions of her cunt. Ellen's tightly clenched buttocks shuddered again and again under the violence of her tremors and her thighs banded into columns of quivering muscle.
Ann watched every step of their fucking, though at times she had difficulty in focusing her eyes or in remembering everything she saw. Her own cunt, highly charged with sexual fires, began throbbing painfully and then clenched up in a sudden, brain-fogging storm of orgiastic release. She dug her fingers into her pussy with fury and strummed her aching clitoris until the spasms were so intensely powerful that she could no longer stand them. The sight of Dave's huge cock boring into the girl's cunt, wetting itself in her feminine fountain and then flooding that receptacle with gushing jets of hot cum, the way Ellen's hips swung up and down, swayed from side to side, their anguished cries of delight, all collaborated to set off a long, incredibly telling chain of sensual convulsions within her cunt.
"Mmmmmm, now that was fucking!" Ellen purred after they had collapsed into a heap of limp, panting bodies. "Ohhh, man, did I ever feel it that time!"
"Wow, I thought you were going to milk my balls dry!" Dave muttered. "It was like I couldn't stop cumming!"
"How about you, Ann? Did you enjoy it too?" Ellen asked. "Oh, dear, I wish you could feel things like that. He's such a beautiful fuck! What do you think, Dave? Or are you all hung up on all that old stuff about making it with your relatives?"
"Huh? It doesn't bother me," the youth replied. "Hell, I've always thought Ann'd be a great piece of ass! Yeah, I'd really dig getting it into her!"
At first Ann had been embarrassed, but Dave's statement brought an abrupt change to her state of mind. She could hardly believe her ears and she looked at him incredulously.
"You're putting me on!" she answered, unable to believe that he was serious. "You don't really want to do it, not to me!"
"You just spread your ass on the grass and I'll show you," he retorted, giving her a fond look. "I might have just shot my balls off in Ellen's cunt, but I've still got a hard-on and if you don't think I'd use it to split that little cherry of yours wide open I'll show you just how wrong you are!"
CHAPTER ll
While Ellen was not the most experienced sensualist in the world-she had had her first bout of sexual intercourse less than a year before-she knew enough to realize that it would not be wise for Dave to transfer his cock directly from her cunt to Ann's. It would be better, she thought, if he were to delay the girl's initiation for at least a few minutes. That would enable his balls to recover a portion of their original vitality and would thereby ensure that Ann would receive a satisfying charge of sperm, once his cock had been deeply planted in her juicy little cunt.
"I hope you'll stay with me for just a little while longer," Ellen said, wanting it as much for her own sake as for Ann's. "I mean, it's nice that you want her too, but can't I have just a little more fun with you?"
Dave was of course agreeable to that. Ellen suggested that he extract his cock from her body and sit back to watch the sperm running from her thoroughly exercised cunt. That was not a random suggestion. She had already discovered that most boys found that sight erotically stimulating in the extreme and she suspected that Dave might agree with that point of view. She intended doing what she could to excite him in order to prepare him better for Ann, but she would also derive a great deal of pleasure herself from doing those things.
"Mmmmmm, I love looking down and watching it slip out," she said, lifting her head to look down at the wet, matted patch of fur crowning her love mound. "I sort of hate to let go of it, it made me feel so good, but there'll be other times! Just pull it out slow, Dave. And then you can see what a cunt looks like after it's been fucked just plain silly!"
Ann moved around to watch too. Dave's prick looked every bit as big as it had ever looked. The violence of his climax had done nothing to diminish the huge rod's dimensions or rigidity. It bore a generous coating of the girl's cunty lubricant, naturally. This had been mixed with his own pearly discharge and the two fluids combined to make the tool look highly appetizing. Ann now understood with a pussy-warming thoroughness her stepmother's willingness to devour Ken's prick after they had fucked. The act would be a highly pleasing one if only to compliment the cock which had served her so well, but bearing upon its big surface a liquid testament to their mutual pleasure, it would be even more delicious and satisfying.
"God, aren't they such beautiful things?" Ellen whispered, watching with utter fascination. "Mmmmmm, they feel so good, they look so good! And right now that'll taste so good! Have you ever tasted cum, Ann?"
"Yeah, I licked some of it off my fingers yesterday," the girl replied. She could barely speak, since a curious tightness had gripped her throat as she watched her brother's cock slowly glide out of the girl's tight little cunt. "It's really got a strange taste."
"But it tastes a lot different after it's been in you," Ellen told her. "It's like his stuff and mine worked together to make something entirely new! It's a trip and a half! I just love going down on a guy after he's fucked me out my mind and shot cum all over my cunt!"
"Huh? You mean you want to suck it now?"
Dave asked, staring blankly. "With the cum all over it and all?"
"Wow, do I ever!" Ellen said, grinning lewdly. "Didn't you ever try going down on a girl after you'd fucked her silly?"
Dave hated to admit that he had not and he promised himself that he would not wait very long before he remedied that deficiency. The sight of Ellen's tender pussy, still enclosing his cock, did a lot to heighten that desire. His furious thrusts had churned the natural wetness of her pussy into a creamy froth and made the tender, hairy little slit into a thing of rare beauty. When his prick had completely cleared her slit he pulled back, eager to observe every detail. Her cunt's mouth stayed open for a moment, closing slowly; he looked up the tunnel he had bored into her body and saw the soft, pink, corrugated inner lining of that orifice. Pools of sperm lay along the passage and further added to its erotic attraction.
"Look! It's still open!" Ann cried out, intensely moved by the sight and quite as erotically stirred as her brother. "Ohhh, wow, what a sight!"
Once the opening had closed, Ellen worked her abdominal muscles and forced a hearty blob of cum from her cunt. Ann's eyes grew even wider and more excited upon seeing the big, pearly mass emerge from the tenderly shaped lips. Ellen moved her hand down and smeared the ointment over the outer surface of her pussy, murmuring obscene oaths of delight as she did so.
"Ahhh, it feels so fucking good!" she whimpered, grinding her hips about as her fingers worked their magic upon her most intimate flesh. "To feel that stuff seeping out and then working it into my pussy, that's such a trip! Ohhh, Dave, you were so beautiful! You fuck like a dream!"
Ann could no longer restrain herself. Bending over, she brought her lips down close to Dave's prick, which she took in her right hand. She could feel the wetness of the tool. His pubic hair was inundated with Ellen's pussy juice and the shaft, of course, bore the same coating. The scent of new, raw sex struck her nostrils with violent power, making her brain heat up with a new rush of desire. She felt her pussy begin throbbing with quick, vehement surges as the smell of fucking permeated her senses.
Dave looked down in surprise when his sister touched his prick-she had never been willing to do so before-but his expression became even more shocked when she touched her lips to the instrument. She kissed it delicately at first, but the taste of sex forced more drastic measures upon her. She darted out her tongue and lapped at the big, purple knob at the tip of the tool and then opened her mouth wide to take it completely. She shuddered and groaned heavily as it slid into her lips, filling her mouth with concentrated sexual power and setting off a storm of answering responses in her nervous system.
"Yeah, go down on him!" Ellen said, only briefly regretting that it was not her mouth which was performing that deliriously exciting act. "Eat his cock, Ann. Get it all in your mouth!"
Ann was not about to comply with that request, though she would have liked doing so. She was the rankest amateur at fellating a man and of course knew nothing about the art of "deep throat." Even so, the tender innocence of her caresses bore a fruit all their own and fired Dave's balls with renewed desire. He endured her oral ministration for a few moments but then could no longer hold back his sensual urges.
"C'mon, Sis, roll over and let me do it to you," he told her. "God, I want to get my cock so deep in your cunt you'll never let go of it!"
"Hey, we've got to fix her up first," Ellen cried out, alarmed at the quickness of his return to a state of readiness. "We've got to get Ann fixed up first!"
Ann showed no willingness to relinquish her hold on Dave's prick, though. Once she had overcome her initial shyness she had begun lavishing caresses upon his cock. Her tongue found contact with the big rod pleasing and she curled it around the tool, tasting and stimulating him at the same time that she was working her own nervous system into a state of acute sexual hunger. She heard Ellen's words, of course, but her mind was already so befuddled by erotic desire that they barely registered upon her. Had Dave been of a mind to do so, and had Ellen not been there to supply the corrective, the girl would willingly have allowed him to plant his cock deep in her cunt without a thought of the dangers such a course would necessarily involve.
Ellen took matters into her own hands, seeing that Ann was in no mood to see to her own protection. She reached into her bag and again brought out her vaginal foam and the applicator, which she filled with a strong dose of the cream. Ann was kneeling beside Dave and thus it was easy enough for Ellen to position herself at the girl's rump, applicator in hand.
"Mmmmm, you've got a beautiful little pussy!" she said, pausing long enough to admire the view. "And it's so wet! Ann, you've gotten so hot that the pussy drip is all over you! Wow, you've got it all up and down the crack of your ass and all over your legs! And your pussy, well! It's just dripping with the stuff! Man, you must really be turned on! Here, I'll just work this in and give it to you while you're sucking him. It won't hurt."
To tell the truth about the situation, Ellen found it highly exciting to touch Ann's pussy and administer the vaginal cream. There was more of the lesbian in her than she would have liked admitting and now that the couple was so thoroughly engaged with each other, she found it easier to give vent to those feelings. She reached out with her left hand and splayed the lips of Ann's virginal pussy, opening that tender cleft completely and exposing the pink inner crescent to view. She was close enough to get a whiff of the excited flesh; Ann's cunt had been so furiously aroused that it strongly exuded the unique odor of fully aroused womanhood and Ellen felt her own pussy begin twitching again as the scent worked its spell on her. She opened and closed the lips a few times, enjoying the sight and knowing the effect her fingers were having on the girl. She was not at all averse to helping Ann's arousal by sneaking a feel for her own libidinous benefit.
Ellen delayed as long as she dared, but finally she felt compelled to lift the applicator tube and slip the nozzle between the lips of Ann's pussy. She worked the tube into the girl's cunt, acutely conscious of its phallic symbolism and all the more excited because of that. At times, Ellen had wished that she had a cock, simply in order to be able to have the pleasure of inserting it into a cunt. That would give her a dual pleasure, since she already knew the feeling of being penetrated. Could she but know with personal clarity the exact sensations a man felt when first entering a tight, hot, wet cunt, her pleasure would be all the more intense.
She eased the tube into place with deft, gentle motions. The nozzle slid past the hymeneal membrane, which did not block off the passage entirely, and came to rest far up Ann's cunt. The girl felt herself being penetrated and gave a whimpering cry of pleasure at the act. Even though the tube was inanimate plastic it still managed to deliver a considerable amount of sensual pleasure to her. Ellen worked the tube home and then pushed the plunger down, expeling the thick cream into the girl's cunt. She slid the tube out, but kept her hand on the girl's pussy for a moment, reluctant to give up the pleasure of feeling her.
"You're ready now," Ellen said, laying the tube aside. "Your cunt's protected now, dear, and you'll be able to fuck away without a worry in the world!"
For a moment it looked as though she need not have bothered giving Ann the treatment. Both Dave and Ann were deeply involved in the way she was going down on him and if it had not been for Dave's eagerness to be the first to plunge into her cunt, Ann might well have sucked him to a frothy, heaving climax without ever having had his prick in its more natural lodging. Dave's desire proved to be the stronger, however, and Ann reluctantly fell over onto her back, thighs spreading apart of their own volition. She reached down to toy with her pussy as he settled himself over her and nosed the head of his cock down into place. Ellen caught him before he could seat the big tool. She insisted that she have the privilege of guiding his cock home, since Ann had performed the same act for her.
"You'll love every inch of his cock," she said to Ann as she forced the head of his prick between the lips of the delectably aroused pussy awaiting it. "He's so good, so big. He'll be able to give you a fuck you'll never forget!"
"I already love it!" Ann whispered, scarcely able to formulate the words. "Mmmmmm, it felt so good in my mouth! Gee, Davey, I hope you'll let me finish it some time! I'd love to feel your cum in my mouth! I'll suck you off any time, just say the word!"
"You'll get to do it," he promised. "But first I want to see how tight your cunt is! God, Sis, I can't wait to get it in you!"
"Slow and easy," Ellen cautioned him. "She's never had a prick before, you know, so you'll have to be extra Careful that you don't give her too much too soon. You've got to make her first fuck a good one, remember!"
Dave managed to restrain the stronger impulse he felt, that of slamming all his cock into Ann's cunt at once, but it was a closely contested struggle. The heat of her excitement transmitted itself to his prick, almost forcibly attacking the stiff, swollen organ, and he found it nearly impossible to slip the tool into her cunt with the slow, gentle pressure the situation demanded.
"MMMMM!" Ann whimpered, shuddering terribly as she felt her cunt being pried open as never before. "Omigod, I can already feel it! It's so good! Ohhh, Dave, I can feel it all over!"
She cried out even more strongly when she felt the big rim at the base of his prick's head slide into her cunt. The firm ridge at the base of that crown dug deeply into the walls of her cunt and delivered powerful doses of sexual excitement to her nervous system. Her cherry proved to be only a minor obstacle and easily parted when Dave leaned against it with light pressure. She felt a slight twinge of pain for a second or two, but that was quickly replaced by another and definitely much more enjoyable sensation, that of feeling his prick forcing the cunty passageway into a cock-sided tunnel.
"Jesus, it's like a goddamned vise!" he chortled as he struggled to get into her body deeper. "Oh, wow, is that ever tight!"
"Enjoy it and savor it," Ellen told him as she began fucking herself with the vaginal foam applicator, still in her hand. "You're the first guy who was ever there and nobody else will ever feel just what you're feeling right now!"
"Ooohh! God, I'm cumming!" Ann wailed, overcome by a sudden storm of climactic frenzy that blossomed out of nowhere with dramatic and surprising speed. "Mmmmmm, it's all over. I'm cumming all over! Ooohhh, do it deeper, Dave. Make me cum again!"
That first clap of sexual pleasure proved to be only a preliminary twinge, or so Ann later decided when she was able to think about it more clearly. She seemed to float from one level of orgiastic release to another, higher plateau of joy with almost no intervals for rest or further stimulation. She grabbed at Dave's body with her thighs and locked her heels together behind the cheeks of his ass, which she was grasping with passion-strengthened fingers. He could feel the convulsively working spasms of her cunt as it twisted about under the frenzied orgiastic storm. That, together with her cries of joy and the way she ground her body against his combined to work a drastic change in his own body.
His balls had already partially recharged themselves with sperm while he had been parting from Ellen. Now, feeling and hearing the vehemence of Ann's delight at the way his cock was stuffing her cunt with pleasure, the big eggs added another measure of superbly heated cream and then erupted into a display of sexual approval that would have done credit to any man at any time. Even he was surprised at the speed with which he came; he masturbated habitually, at least once a day, and had become so jaded with his fist that it was at times difficult to work himself into a proper state for releasing the passions working in his young body.
Ann's stimulation far exceeded anything he had ever known, even the recently completed exploration of Ellen's tender cunt, and he quickly burst out in a fit of spasmodic twitching that grew into a veritable flood of sensual release. If Ann had been stirred before, merely by the feel of his cock in her cunt, the drastically different sensations attendant upon his climax propelled her into a new sexual dimension altogether. She felt every twitch, every flutter of his gigantic prick, which had stretched her flesh into a tightly fitting glove and had infused the nerve endings with far more sensitivity than she would ever have believed possible. When his cock began thumping soundly and pulsing, she gave a low, whimpering cry of agonized distress. That cry turned into a gurgling cry of absolute ecstasy when she felt the first, scalding hot jet of cum spurt out into the mouth of her womb.
Ellen fucked herself madly with the applicator tube, adding some artfully applied caresses of her clitoris with a finger. It was the first time she had been that close to a couple engaged in the act which she herself had grown to love and the sights and sounds of fucking, now so clearly perceived, affected her to the core.
Ann's cunt throbbed and heaved madly as Dave's prick mounted its final assault upon her senses. The big tool quickly spat out the full load of sperm his balls had provided, but the spasmodic jerks continued long after the tool had emptied itself. His senses reverberated with delight and every movement brought another gasp of wonder to his lips. Again and again he quivered atop her as his prick pulsed in time with his heart and every throb brought an answering twitch of sensual response from Ann's cunt. He had worked the tool deep, driving it home as his balls had begun erupting. The big eggs now lay snugly against her ass-hole and provided her with yet another source of sexual wonder.
"God, what I've been missing all this time!" she whispered, clutching him tightly and allowing her legs to relax and fall away from him. "Just stay there, Davey. Don't you dare move! Mmmmmm, I'll remember this-for the rest of my life!"
CHAPTER 12
Ann and Ellen thought that they had managed to get out of the cabin that morning without waking their parents. They had left a note saying that they had gone out exploring. Both Linda and Lucy had been waked up when Ellen had shut the door of her father's truck, however. The girl had let the door slam shut a little more loudly than she wished. The women raised up at the noise, looked about and saw each other. They grinned mischievously, each remembering the pleasure she had had the night before, and quietly got out of their sleeping bags without disturbing their husbands.
"Looks like they're leaving us to our own devices for a while," Lucy said, passing over the note she had found. "Here, I'll fix us a cup of coffee."
"I feel as though I should thank you for the marvelous time I had last night," Linda said. "You know, I don't think I'd have gotten nearly as high if you two hadn't been there too!"
"Yeah, me too," Lucy agreed. "Was that ever a dinger! I can still feel it tingling a little!"
She surveyed Linda's naked body-they had both slept nude and had donned nothing upon arising. The morning chill was almost gone as they waited for the coffee to boil-and found that the woman was every bit as lovely as she had appeared when fully clothed. Linda sat casually, entirely unaffected by her total nudity. She made no effort at covering her pussy or breasts and her casual air allowed Lucy to display her own body with a great deal more ease. Each of them found that being naked in the other's nude presence had a certain erotic effect, warming their pussies and sparking a tingle in their clitorises, though neither had ever had any lesbian experiences or felt any particular desire for them.
Maybe it's just because being naked reminds me of fucking, Lucy thought to herself. But she's really got an ass on her, I'll say that for her! And even if her boobs are a little too small, they've still got a great shape to them. I'll bet that Chuck can really get off when she starts rubbing them over his face! And that little bush of hers, it's just the cutest thing ever!
"I'm so glad that you two aren't self-conscious about fucking," Linda continued. "That could make it a little tedious if we both felt that we had to sneak off somewhere private to work out all our little tensions."
"That was no little tension I was working out last night," Lucy said with a hearty laugh. "But you're right: it's a lot better to feel free enough to bang away whenever you feel like it."
"It was probably a little better, being able to see you two and hearing you and all," Linda persisted. "I mean, it was like it added a little more excitement to the whole thing, you know?"
"Well, I found that it was more than just a little more exciting," Lucy confessed. "I used to wonder if maybe I was a freak of some kind, the way I could get off so much better when somebody else was around. You know, making it in the back seat with another couple in the front, stuff like that, it always made me cum so much better."
"It might be freaky, I don't know," Linda said, "but I'm the same way. Chuck and I, we've ... well, we've gotten to be pretty good friends with a couple back home and we ... you know, sometimes we'll get together and watch each other and just have ourselves a regular ball! The guys, especially, it seems to make them a lot hornier, but then it gets me fired up pretty high too."
"Ken was digging it," Lucy told her. "Sometimes he doesn't have quite as much staying power as I could wish for, but last night, wow! It seemed like it could have gone on forever! So I guess it hit him pretty hard."
Although she was surprised at the intimate turn their talk was taking, Lucy was in no mind to change the subject, which she found highly exciting. She had always enjoyed talking about sex and sharing her views on her favorite topic and Linda seemed to be quite as interested and receptive as she was.
"I didn't know that such things could be inherited," Linda said later, after they had discussed several other phases of their sexuality, "but Ellen seems to have the same views that I do about all that. And not very much restraint about expressing them, I've got to admit. Did you see the way she was ogling Dave last night? I don't believe I ever saw her flip quite so completely!"
"Well, Dave felt the same way," Lucy said. "I was almost embarrassed for him, he had such an erection!"
"Yes, I noticed, and so did Ellen," Linda confirmed. "She's such a crotch watcher! Sometimes we'll be out shopping, walking through a mall, and she'll point out guys with something special. Has Dave made it with a girl before, do you know?"
Lucy said that she suspected that he had, though she was not sure. In saying that, she felt a little pang of emotion which she could not readily identify, though later she would be able to label it jealousy. Suddenly an image flashed into her mind: she saw Ellen kneeling before Dave, offering him her lips and mouth. He was entirely naked and was just on the point of shoving his brutally stiffened cock into the girl's waiting mouth.
"God, do you think that's what they went off to do?" she asked. "To fuck?"
"I wouldn't be surprised," Linda said. "Ellen's got a supply of vaginal foam, I know, and she seems to use it regularly. What about Ann? She looks to be old enough for it. Has she been fucked yet?"
"No, I don't think so," Lucy told her. "At least she says not and I'm inclined to believe her. She's more into fingerfucking. She does a lot of that, I know. She's a passionate little creature, so maybe it won't be too long before someone slips something a little more substantial up her cunt!"
Lucy found it a little difficult to accept the notion of her son fucking Ellen, though she had to admit that the young girl would be a highly desirable companion for such exercises. Despite everything, she still thought of him as a little boy and she could hardly imagine that he would really be able to plant his cock in any girl's cunt, though the image persisted in her mind.
"Maybe that's what they went off to do," she said after a moment. "And I'll bet I know where they went, too! Ann and I were up there yesterday. It's the perfect spot for making out. Hey, what if we went up to check it out, huh?"
Linda was of course quite ready to do just that and agreed. They dressed quickly and slipped out of the cabin without awaking their husbands, who were still sound asleep.
"What if they are fucking?" Linda asked as they set out along the narrow trail. "Do you think we should stop them? That would be awful, I guess, but maybe we ought to, I don't know."
"I don't know either," Lucy admitted. "I guess I'm just curious, right now. Let's play it by ear, okay?"
Linda agreed, though privately she was hoping that they would find Dave lying between Ellen's thighs, his cock securely planted in her daughter's hot little cunt. She did not know why she wished that but she was acutely aware of the desire. Judging from the size of the bulge she had seen in the front of Dave's shorts the previous day, he would be exceedingly well hung and Linda wanted her daughter to experience the delights of sexual pleasure with boys who were endowed well enough to give her the highest amount of stimulation.
They hurried along the trail and soon were approaching the clearing. Lucy motioned for extreme care and crept along quietly, uncertain when they would be able to look into the clearing, but determined not to disturb anyone who happened to be there. Finally they gained visual access to the little opening and the sight awaiting them fulfilled all their expectations, fears and desires.
Ann had by this time fully recovered from the effects of her initiation into sexual intercourse and was feeling her desire again as strongly as ever. She lay beneath Dave, whose prick felt as big and hard as ever, and her cunt gripped it lovingly. Inevitably she was reminded of her mother, of the way Lucy had used her cunt to bring about a seminal explosion with her father's loins and had then reversed herself so as to taste the fruits of her efforts. No sooner had the thought entered her mind than it had become a solid, settled determination. Nothing was going to please her until she had tasted of the cock which had propelled her into such clouds and storms of sensual ecstasy.
"I want to eat you!" she announced, whispering the words into Dave's ear but aware that Ellen, who hovered close by, could also hear them. "I want to taste your cum! And mine too! I want to lick the cum off your balls and feel your cock going in my mouth!"
Dave, who had become a convert to fellatio, felt his balls give a mighty jerk when he heard his sister's passionately uttered words. His prick leaped strongly, setting off an answering chain of fluttering reactions within Ann's lively young cunt.
"Yeah, I'd like that too," he agreed. "Okay, I'll get off and lie back here so you can do it. You can eat my prick all you want, whenever you want!"
Ann very nearly backed out of the situation then, but only because she so bitterly regretted having to feel his prick slide out of her cunt. The big rod gave her a feeling of the most exquisite fullness, a sensation so deliciously satisfying that she could not imagine ever having feared being penetrated by a prick, and she would much have preferred being able to have him in her cunt and mouth at the same time. That preference was so patently ridiculous that she had to smile at herself, though it was nevertheless very real.
Sighing regretfully, she released her grasp and allowed him to pull away from her. She looked down between their bodies to watch as he slipped his cock out. The sight was even more stirring now, because it was her own cunt which he was leaving, it was her own lustful oil which now anointed his prick. The sight merely heightened her desire to taste the glistening wetness, to savor the wetness their passionate coupling had generated, and she could barely restrain her quickly rising emotions.
Dave lay back and she curled around to settle into place. She found that the sensation of sperm leaking from her cunt was a fantastically pleasing one, unesthetic though it might seem, and she used one hand to toy with the steady flow of hot, slippery fluids. She spread the love ointment over her pussy with her fingers, giving herself several varieties of sexual stimulation at once, and brought her mouth down until it was very close to Dave's big prick.
"Doesn't it smell good?" Ellen breathed, only too aware of what Ann was doing. "Doesn't it make you think about fucking? Mmmmmm, there's nothing in the world that smells like a big, hard prick fresh from a woman's cunt! I love it more than any scent in the whole world!"
"God, it's making my pussy crawl!"' Ann whispered, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. "Ohhhh, if only I could smell it forever!"
"And the taste is even better," Ellen told her. "Just wait till you can taste the fuck, as well as smell it and remember how it felt!"
Ann's young body responded instantly to the girl's insidiously exciting words. She lowered her lips down to the head of Dave's prick and touched the warm, wet knob. Her tongue flickered out to lap over the satin-smooth tip and assay the flavors covering its surface. She felt an electrifying thrill of sensual joy pulse through her body as the powerful flavor attacked her taste buds. It was without any doubt the single most erotically stirring experience she had ever had, apart from the very different sensations when she felt his cock breach the rim of her cunt and slide inside it.
Ellen reared up into a kneeling position, spreading her knees wide apart, and reached down between her thighs. Her fingers closed upon her own pussy, a livid scar of desperately aroused flesh that throbbed unmercifully, and caught the inner lips in a death grip. She pulled the tenderly aching lips away from her body, deliberately inflicting a certain pain upon herself, despite the agony she knew only too well that doing so would make her senses reel with sexual feeling. She was in a good spot for watching the way Ann's mouth worked over the head of Dave's prick and the sight of those youthful lips opening wide to engulf the gigantic tool gave her even more exciting sensations.
"Hey, why don't you sixty-nine?" she asked. "C'mon, Dave, get down there and give her some head! She's eating you, you owe it to her to give it back! It won't taste bad, I promise! And will she ever let go with another cum!"
Dave looked very hesitant about complying with that request, but he was now so strongly aroused that he could not decline. He had to admit that Ann was showing no reluctance whatever at mouthing his prick, which he knew to be coated with juices their lust had produced. That, together with his own sense of arousal, convinced him that he should try the act.
Ellen directed Ann into position, telling her how to arrange herself over her brother so as to bring her pussy directly above his face, and she maneuvered about in accordance with those directions. Dave looked up to see that brutally used slit only inches away. The sight had a strange but indelibly affecting power for him. Even though her pussy was coated with his cum and her cunt's effusions, a sight which would ordinarily have been unappetizing in the extreme, he now conceived of the slit in a very different light.
"Just touch your tongue to it very lightly," Ellen whispered. "Run it over the lips and dig down between them gently. She'll move around to get it where she wants it. And remember, don't bite her! That's the most sensitive part of a girl's body and you've got to be very gentle when you're loving her!"
CHAPTER 13
Lucy looked into the clearing at exactly the moment that Dave lifted himself off Ann and laid back, enabling the eager young girl to twist about and bring her mouth to bear upon his cock. She thus concluded that they had fucked and now she could see that Ann was going to taste the fruits of that abandoned act. Her clitoris rose to attention at once and began transmitting signals of the strongest sort, demanding attention and calling out for relief.
She could not move at first. The beauty of those young, lithe bodies and the strongly erotic atmosphere had paralyzed her. Her mouth opened to emit a cry of warning but no sound emerged; it seemed as though an invisible force was clutching at her vocal cords and compelling them to be silent. She watched in silent horror, mingled with a very real fascination, as Ann bent forward to whiff at the musk which bathed Dave's virile loins.
Linda found the scene equally fascinating, though she had been more prepared for it. Lucy had not really expected that the youngsters would be naked or so deeply engaged in sexual play. On the whole, both women approved of what they observed, though Linda's approbation was much more explicit and wholehearted than was Lucy's. Lucy felt a pang of regret at knowing that the children had now lost their virginity, even though they were not her own flesh and blood she felt very close to them and reacted almost as though they were her own.
"God, he's hung like a bull!" Linda murmured, speaking very softly and taking great care not to disturb the young couple. "Mmmmmm, if he got her cherry, I'll bet she felt it right down to the bottom of her heart!"
"He's just like his father," Lucy replied, immensely stirred at the sight of her stepson's big prick. "Ken's big too. But not as big as Chuck, not if I saw what I think I saw last night!"
"He's simply immense," Linda told her. "At first I was almost afraid of him, he was so big, but that didn't last long. The only drawback that I've found yet is that he's so big it's hard to suck him properly. Well, it's also just about impossible to get him in my ass, which I really regret, but every time he tries fucking me Greek style I'm so blasted sore I can't move for a week!"
"I have trouble like that with Ken," Lucy admitted. "I can't take anything much bigger than a finger, not if I'm not going to regret it the next day. But at the time, when it's going in, that makes up for the next day's hurt and everything! God, I love feeling cocks going in me and shooting off!"
"Me too," Linda agreed. "Look at the way she's going down on him! She might be a beginner, but she's learning real quick!"
Linda had begun unzipping her jeans and now had them down about her ankles. Having worn no panties that morning, she found it easy enough to introduce a forefinger into the lips of her pussy, which was already steaming hot and abundantly wet with sexual excitement. Lucy looked at Linda in some surprise but then opened up her own jeans. Within a very short time both women were fingerfucking frantically, trying to ease the savage hungers burning inside their cunts, and watching the scene being played out in front of them with total absorption.
When Ann moved over Dave's body in response to Ellen's suggestion, Lucy felt an even stronger surge of sensual desire welling up inside her hot, tortured womb. Conflicting emotions deviled her. At the same time that she wanted to urge Dave to proceed carefully and to lavish as much tenderness and care as possible upon the fragrant, outrageously excited pussy being brought into position above his lips, she also hungered to feel his mouth savage her own frantically aroused flesh. The thought of his tongue gliding over the outer lips of her pussy, digging gently between them to score the incredibly sensitive inner lips and then parting them to bore into the turgid, volcanic mouth of her cunt was enough to make her clitoris pound lustily and demand satisfaction at once.
Lucy drove her stiffened fingers deep into the rim of her cunt, plunging them back and forth abruptly, and then brought her free hand to bear upon her highly charged ass-hole. Her cunt's state of mad desire had resulted in a flood of pussy drip being loosened. The pungent salve had flowed over her entire groin and her middle finger easily slipped into the tautly puckered rim of her ass-hole. Her eyes widened and then glazed over with stupefaction as the dual stimulation worked its irresistible effect. She clenched her teeth together and kept down the cries of agonized joy through an immense exertion of her willpower. Nevertheless, a few strangled groans escaped from her lips as her cunt exploded with a flaming burst of orgiastic heat that turned her midsection into a whirlwind of pulsating release. Lurching back and forth spasmodically, she fucked herself into her own hands.
Linda, similarly beset by a self-generated storm of sensual frenzy, rocked to and fro, humping against her right hand. She used her left hand to caress her breasts, a tactic which was more stimulating for her. At the very height of her ecstatic release, she squeezed her right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, tweaking the stiff little acorn of scarlet flesh hard and gasping as that final dash of painful pleasure resulted in another convulsive throb deep inside her cunt. Her thighs were trembling as she slowed her motions, still keeping her hand in place against her pussy in order to derive the most benefit from her self-stimulation. Her nostrils quivered as she drew in deep breaths and sought to clear her brain of the orgasmic fog which had taken such total possession of her entire body.
"God, he's so beautiful!" Linda murmured when she had moved closer to her friend. "Mmmmmm, what a lovely cock! I'd love to feel it going up my cunt, wouldn't you? Or maybe to be able to kiss his lips after he's licked all the cum off Ann's cunt? Yes, that would be heaven indeed!"
"I wish I were sucking him!" Lucy replied, gazing hard at the lasciviously entwined couple. "Ahhh, to have that beautiful prick running down my throat! Yes, I wish I were in Ann's place!"
Even as she spoke, though, her mind began toying with the other alternative Linda had suggested. His mouth would be fantastically exciting to taste and touch, she conceded. It would no doubt taste strongly of his cum, but it would also inevitably carry a strong flavor of Ann's volatile young pussy. And she had to admit that the dual taste would be even more erotically stirring.
My God, am I turning into a lesbian? Lucy asked herself as she watched the young couple writhe about, gripped by hungers and desires of the most primal variety. To want to go down on my own stepdaughter? I can't help it, though. I'd just love tasting her pussy, running my tongue over that sweet little slit! Yes, and I could do it just the way she wants it done! A woman knows what another woman wants, how to touch her and where and when. I could do it, easily, and I could help her cum a lot better! Oh, it'll never happen, though, so what's the use of torturing myself with ideas like that?
Though the idea of using her own lips and tongue to stimulate Ann's tender, tasty young pussy into another furious climax had a definite attraction for her. Lucy felt a great deal more interest in having Dave's bulging cock rammed into various parts of her body. She hungered to be in Ann's place, to have that big, hard tool planted in her mouth, and she desperately wanted to feel its massive length and girth plumbing the depths of her cunt. She was so intensely aroused that she did not even give a thought to the moral implications of her desire. Even though Dave was her stepson, she wanted him with a fierce, unreasoning desire that paid no heed to society's teachings and taboos.
Lucy really had no memory of leaving her hiding place and walking into the clearing to confront the trio she had been watching. She left her sneakers and jeans behind and when Ann looked up to see her stepmother advancing toward her, she was at first struck by the oddness of Lucy's attire: the woman wore a sweat-shirt and nothing else. Ann then realized just where she was, what she was doing and with whom she was doing it. That realization brought her back to sanity with a suddenness that made her head swim.
"No, don't stop sucking him," Lucy said. "God, keep on doing it! Do it all to him, Ann. Make it good for him and enjoy it all you can!"
"We couldn't help watching you," Linda added, giving her own daughter a fond look. "It was beautiful, the way you were going at each other!"
Dave would have lost his erection entirely had it not been for the fact that Linda was totally naked and Lucy nearly so. The sight of their mature, womanly bodies had a powerfully erotic effect on him and though he was deeply embarrassed, his prick remained stiff and hot with lusty fevers. His face, moist from ear to ear, glistened in the morning sunlight.
"I couldn't help it!" he blurted out. "We were starting out exploring and then we-"
"You don't need to explain a thing," Lucy told him, and she confirmed her words with a comforting smile. "You were with a pair of very handsome, attractive girls and you are a handsome, attractive young man with all the usual desires. I can understand it. I've given in to a few impulses myself from time to time and I know exactly how hard it is to pass up so good a chance!"
"Nnnnggg! Mmmmmbb-" Ann blurted out, then realized that she had to take her mouth off Dave's big prick before speaking. "You mean it's all right? You aren't mad or anything?"
"No, darling, I'm just fearfully envious," Lucy said. "Mmmmmm, he's got such a lovely, beautiful cock; I'd just love to feel it going up my own cunt or maybe into my mouth! I only hope that he fucked you well and that you had yourself a glorious cum out of it!"
"I did, I did!" Ann cried out, highly relieved at her stepmother's reaction to her mindless deed. "Ohhh, I just came and came when he was fucking me! And the way his prick felt when he shot off, mmmm! And now, while he's been fucking me with his tongue, I've cum so much I don't think there's any feeling left in my whole cunt! Oh, Lucy, it's been so out of sight I can't even begin to describe it!"
"You don't need to describe it, I've been there myself," Lucy told her. "And as for that dead feeling in your cunt, don't give a thought to that, my dear. That's just a sign that your partner has done an excellent job of giving you pleasure. You'll soon get some feeling back into your pussy, I promise!"
"Here, why don't you get on him?" Ann suddenly asked, beset by a bizarre urge to share her brother with her stepmother. "He's already fucked Ellen and me. Maybe it would be good for him if he were to do it to you too!"
Lucy felt a shiver of lusty anticipation flashing through her cunt as Ann's words registered in her mind. There was nothing she wanted more than to kneel over her stepson's loins and guide the bulging, flaring head of his cock into the lips of her pussy. She gasped aloud at the boldness of the proposal, however, and started to make the routine, demure expression of regret. Looking up at Dave, she changed her mind instantly when she read the interest in his eyes. She knew with a certainty that could never be explained away that he wanted her too. That knowledge brought about an abrupt change of pace in her thinking and convinced her that her innermost desires might be satisfied.
"You want it too," she said, looking affectionately at him. "You little stallion, you want to fuck all of us! All right, Davey, I'll certainly do my part! My God, watching you and Ann suck each other was so incredibly exciting I think I'd do almost anything right now to get myself fucked silly!"
"From the looks of his prick, he's certainly equipped well enough to do just that," Linda said. "My, such a lovely piece of fucking muscle!"
"And he can use it," Ellen told them. "I thought I would die when he started shoving it up my cunt! Oh, wow, did I ever get off!"
Ann had already moved off the youth, giving her stepmother plenty of room in which to maneuver. Lucy knelt astride him and settled into place. She held his cock in her fingers for a moment, enjoying the animal warmth and rigidity of the tool, and then brought it up to rub the head over the lips of her pussy. Dave groaned and heaved upward when he felt her hot, moist flesh brush against the tender, sensitive head of his prick; Lucy was ready for him and brought the tool into just the right angle for it to glide into the mouth of her cunt. She gasped aloud with surprised joy when his prick spread that opening wide and surged inside. The penetration was even more delicious than she had imagined it might be.
"Maybe you'd enjoy having a different flavor of pussy to lick on," Linda said, moving close to the lad's face and opening her thighs to display her own scarlet slit to his inquiring gaze. "Mmmmmm? Would that excite you more, being able to fuck one woman and suck another?"
She read the instantaneous flesh of assent in her stepson's eyes and smiled warmly. She mounted him easily, sitting with her back to Lucy, and reached down with both hands to part the hair which partially obscured the lips of her pussy. Dave felt his senses reel with wonder when he beheld the full, wondrous glory of the woman's slit, so dark with lustful passions and wet with heated arousal. The odor of mature womanhood assailed his nostrils. It was a stronger scent than he had detected about Ann's tender young pussy, but he did not find that offensive. Smiling, he reached up to plant a tender, loving kiss squarely upon those darkly colored lips and allowed his tongue to dart forth quickly, teasing and enticing the woman with artful strokes.
"Mmmmmm, it's so fucking good!" Linda breathed as her pussy responded with glowing, trembling warmth. "Ohhh, Lucy, he eats pussy like a madman! God, he's making my cunt hurt, it's so fucking good!"
"And his cock!" Lucy moaned in reply, relaxing her hips a trifle and allowing her cunt to slide further down upon the stiff prong joining her loins to his. "He's suck a stud! It feels like it's as big as my arm! Ohhh, Davey, your prick's making me want to cum already!"
Ellen and Ann sat back to watch. They were both dum founded by the rapid and totally unexpected turn of events, just as they were also highly affected by the sight of their mothers allowing their sexual natures to blossom so freely. Ellen continued fingering her pussy and grunted out garbled oaths as her clitoris emitted strong waves of pleasure. Ann, beset by wonder and excitement, found that her stepmother had spoken the exact truth: her pussy was indeed regaining its former sensitivity and was doing so at a rapid rate! Watching Dave suck Linda while also fucking Lucy worked a magical transformation in her lithe young body, creating another storm of sensual anxiety deep within her cunt. It occurred to her that she still had not even begun to cover the many possibilities open to her, that there were many other ways in which she could enjoy her brother's cock, and she deliberately set about teasing herself into a state of advanced sexual arousal by contemplating those options while watching the two women work out their own tensions atop him.
I'd love sitting over him like Lucy's doing, Ann thought. Yes, that'd be a great way to fuck. That way I could move all I wanted and make that big thing go in as far as I wanted! Or I could just rub it up against my pussy, that'd be so nice! Ahhh, what if he were to start rubbing it over my nipples? Damn, I wish I had big boobs like Lucy or Ellen! Lord, what would I do if they got any more sensitive, though? Yeah, I'd like for him to rub the head of his cock over them, maybe even shoot off some cum on them. That'd be so fucking out of sight I couldn V stand it, I know it would.
The girl began fingering her pussy without even thinking about it. Her state of complete excitement had rendered her oblivious to everything but her immediate physical needs and the ways in which she could satisfy them. As her finger worked in and out of her pussy's frothy lips and then glided back to deliver a soft, friendly caress to her anus, which bore an equal charge of sensual feeling, she naturally conceived of admitting Dave's prick into that opening as well.
After all, if my own finger feels so good there, she told herself, then why wouldn't his cock feel good there too? But it's so big! It'd hurt like hell, I know that, but damn, mightn't it feel good too? Maybe I can get Lucy to let him fuck her in the ass, just so I can see how it's done. She'd love it, I'll bet. She's already told me that she just loves having Dad do it to her there. Yes, I'll do it: I'll watch him fuck her ass-hole and once I've learned how to do it then I'll make him do it to me! I want to have his prick in me every way possible. I want to do everything under the sun with him!
"Unngghhh! Ahhhhh!" Lucy cried out, twisting about with freewheeling abandon as she ground her cunt above Dave's tightly gripped prick and delivered telling doses of stimulation to that tenderly inflamed flesh. "Omigod, he's fucking me to death! I've never felt it so good, not ever! Ooohhh, Davey, shove it home! Work it home and fuck me harder. I love to feel it driving in deep!"
"Eat me, eat me harder!" Linda groaned as she forced her pussy down against the youth's mouth with as much ferocity as she had ever displayed. "Mmmmmm, get your tongue up my cunt and lap the cum out! I feel like I could cum forever!"
Totally beset by the furiously excited women, Dave surrendered to his sensual desires and let his body dictate its own course. He managed with surprising grace to satisfy the desires of both women, though he did so in an entirely unknowing manner. His tongue and prick worked independently of each other and coordinated their movements with those of the woman enjoying each organ. The taste and scent of Linda's hot pussy, together with the hot, wet grasp of Lucy's eager cunt, collaborated to wrest a display of climactic joy from his body which swept over him like a storm.
Humping violently, he fucked himself up into Lucy's well-placed cunt and also drove his tongue as far into Linda's equally well-placed receptacle. He managed to give each woman exactly what she wanted, though he did so without thinking about it. Though his balls had been fearfully depleted of their spermy load by the young girls, he managed to generate enough of the salty cream to spurt a few jets of hot cum into his stepmother's tender cunt. His prick continued jerking and pulsating wildly long after he had emitted the last droplet of semen, however, and Lucy felt each of those convulsions with total clarity. The knowledge that she had fucked her stepson into a climax sent a wave of hot, thudding pleasure flooding through her body and added immeasurably to the force of the climax which had been turning her loins into a maelstrom of delight. Grunting out obscene oaths of joy, she worked her cunt back and forth, ground it from side to side and bobbed up and down until she could no longer move.
Linda, meanwhile, had been undergoing much the same experience but in a subtly different way, one much more appropriate to the stimulation she was receiving from Dave's tongue. Her sexual feeling had become centered primarily in her clitoris and at the height of her climax she moved slightly so as to bring that throbbing nub of sensitivity more directly against his relentless tongue. Dave managed to comprehend her desire and gave her exactly what she wanted, a long series of tongue caresses directly upon the very fount of her sexual feeling. He worked his tongue back and forth over her swollen clitoris until she could no longer stand it.
"Ohhh, God, I never had any better head than that," she whimpered, pitching herself forward and tearing her pussy away from his face. "I can't stand any more of it. It's so fucking good I'm going crazy!"
Lucy sagged forward once she had exhausted the arousal which had been festering within her cunt. She stretched out atop her stepson, keeping his cock still within her cunt's grip, and rested her face on his calves. Even Dave's youthful virility had to succumb to the long series of climaxes he had enjoyed and his prick quickly wilted into a long, limp tube that gradually eased its way out of her cunt. Exhausted and breathless, he lay back and closed his eyes.
"Well, it looks to me as though this is going to be a memorable vacation for Dave," Ellen said, having finger-fucked herself into another climax and now somewhat recovered from its more telling effects. "I'll bet there aren't many guys his age who are getting as much ass as he is!"
"Or getting such good ass," he replied, turning to look at her. "Man, I still can't believe that all this is happening to me! If it's a dream, I sure hope I never wake up!"
"It's no dream," Ann told him. "And from now on, big brother, you'd better make sure that you keep yourself in tiptop condition. I've got a feeling that you just might find yourself extended to the limit, trying to keep all four of us satisfied for as long as we're here!"
