"I ought to have my head examined!" said Charlene emotionally. "Here I am-a good-looking woman of thirty five, with a voluptuous figure-a beautiful home with a maid to do the work-a swimming pool and a tennis court-enough money to maintain everything-and I'm keeping a twenty one year old kid just because he's got a big prick and a long tongue!"
Marco's eyes looked hurt and he flexed his biceps. "Oh, Charlene, don't be so cruel! You're not keeping me-I'm paying my own way!"
Charlene took a sip of her cocktail and placed the glass back on the umbrella-covered table next to the swimming pool. The rays of the hot California sun bounced off the clear blue water and flashed long fingers of radiant color.
"Just exactly how do you think you're paying your own way, Marco?"
Marco looked sheepishly down at his sandalled feet, which were pedicured, bright red polish on the nails. His small, tight swimming trunks bulged enormously with the outline of his cock and balls, even though his prick was limp. His muscular body was deeply tanned and his blonde hair was worn long in the latest style.
Charlene's green eyes were ablaze with fury as she waited for Marco to answer. She tossed her flaming red hair impatiently.
"Well?" she demanded.
Marco leaped to his feet, his face flushed with repressed anger.
"Oh, lie down, Marco," said Charlene. "You look so much better horizontal than vertical!"
Marco immediately obeyed, but he glared at Charlene. She was wearing a bright green bikini which allowed random tendrils of red hair to peep from beneath its bottom and a very generous amount of her smooth breast flesh to escape from her bra. He looked around and saw the cool water of the swimming pool and the lush grass border which the Japanese gardener kept so well manicured.
Marco wasn't about to say anything which would lose him this luxurious way of living.
"Answer me!" demanded Charlene. "You get an allowance of a hundred dollars a week for just hanging around. Your every desire is granted immediately by a servant. So how do you figure you're paying your own way?"
"Well, I-I ... " stammered Marco, thinking that if he said the wrong thing he'd have to find another rich woman who needed his very large prick. And rich women of that nature were hard to find. At least, extremely beautiful rich women like Charlene.
"You think you're earning your way by letting me suck that oversized cock of yours?"
Marco's face flushed again and he found his painted toenails fascinating.
Charlene continued her tirade, more angry with herself than the young man. "You think because you make me so passionate with your cock that you're entitled to special privileges-like making passes at my young maid?"
"Oh, that was just a little pat on the fanny, Charley darling!" protested Marco.
"And stop calling me 'Charley'!" snapped Charlene. "You make me feel like a lesbian when you call me Charley!"
In spite of his determination to not jeopardize his position, Marco couldn't help but retort, "Well, you might be a latent lesbian at that, Charley!"
Charlene Reynolds' red hair almost matched the color which came to her beautiful face. She clutched and un-clutched her hands furiously.
"You bastard!" she screamed. "You miserable imitation of a man!"
She struck Marco across the face with all the force of her five foot three' inches, causing her voluptuous breasts to quiver violently. They slipped out of the protective covering of her bra, revealing a pair of smooth, well-rounded, succulent-looking titties.
Marco staggered from the blow and his eyes filled with tears.
"You shouldn't have done that, Charley. You hurt me and I don't like to be hurt!"
"Oh, take your big cock and get out of here!" ordered Charlene, struggling to put her bra back over her breasts.
Marco, in desperation, removed his swimming trunks, revealing his enormous, limp cock. It was a huge monstrosity, even in repose and he was trying to salvage his luxurious position as Charlene's kept stallion.
"Don't you want to take one last look at my big cock? Look at it and then tell me you want me to leave you all alone without anyone to take care of your insatiable appetite for sex!"
"Go away!" said Charlene weakly, turning her back on Marco's magnificent body. Her pulse raced with desire at the sight of his cock and she trembled violently.
Marco knew the effect his nude body had on her and he followed up his advantage. He put his arms around her from behind and his hands covered her breasts. He squeezed them, tweaking the coral-tipped nipples insidiously. He could feel her quiver with desire and he put his limp cock against her bikini-clad bottom.
He whispered suggestively, "Do you really want me to leave you alone, Charlene? You know how much I need you and want you. You have so much beauty, so much passion, so much pride, so very much ... ."
" ... so very much MONEY!" sneered Charlene.
"I didn't say that," protested Marco, rotating his hips so that his cock rubbed up against her rectum.
Charlene felt herself getting weaker in her determination. Her entire body desired him. The turbulence in her was intense and she wet her lips with a lascivious pink tongue. Even limp as Marco was, she knew that momentarily he would harden into a mighty gargantuan prick which would slide in and out of her cocksucking mouth as she voraciously sucked on it to the satisfaction and gratification of her burning libido-or be shoved deep into her asshole or her itching cunt!
"Nothing doing!" she finally said, trying to keep a tight rein on her carnal desires. "You're not right for me! Frankly, I think you're more homosexual than heterosexual. I'm surprised that you even went so far as to pat Marie on the fanny!"
Marco's eyes looked hurt, as though he had been struck a blow physically.
"Oh, Charlene, you're just mad because I said you were a latent lesbian. I only said that to get you aroused. You know how much more passionate you are when you're angry!"
"Oh, go away, Marco. Quit pawing my titties!"
"I love you, Charlene!"
"Well, I don't love you, Marco. Go away until I decide what to do with you!"
Marco, his body quaking with nervous excitement, quickly picked up his trunks and hurried towards the house.
Charlene watched him leave with mixed emotions. She hated herself for having to depend on Marco's big cock to satisfy all her sexual needs, but they were so intense and frequent that she just had to have somebody around to suck and fuck practically all the time. She never knew when the urge to have an orgasm would overtake her and she had long ago ceased to enjoy masturbation.
She sat down and an exclamation of pain escaped her lips. The hot sun had given the chair's pillow an intense heat and it had affected her buttocks which were so sensitive to any touch. She took a sip of her drink and thought of what to do with Marco. She hated having him around and paying him, but she also hated the thought of losing the magnificent body which gave her so much erotic and sensual satisfaction. He was always ready, no matter how often she wanted to suck his cock or be fucked.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Reynolds," said a voice.
Charlene looked up at her young, attractive maid, the one whom Marco had patted. A resentment leaped into her voice as she rudely snapped, "What the hell do you want, Marie?"
Marie was surprised. Charlene had never been rude to her.
"Your son is at home."
"At this time of day?" said Charlene with irritation. "Why so early? He's not due from school for another three hours!"
"His teacher is with him and wishes to speak to you," informed Marie. She smiled and her face changed from pretty to lovely.
"Oh, hell!" swore Charlene. "What's the bastard done now?"
Marie's face resumed an impassive blank look. She was used to Charlene's calling her son a bastard. The poor boy idolized his mother and she treated him like dirt. Marie felt sorry for the youngster and would have sympathized with him if she hadn't needed her job so much.
"I showed Miss Howland into the study. Was that all right?" asked Marie respectfully.
"Yes, of course," said Charlene. "Where's Bart?"
"With Miss Howland," replied Marie. "She said she wanted to talk to you about him in his presence."
"Damn! It must be really bad this time. I don't know what I've ever done to deserve such a son. I wish I'd have had a nice, cuddly little girl!"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Marie dutifully.
Charlene didn't even bother to throw a robe over her extremely skimpy bikini as she strode forcefully towards the house.
Marie followed her, watching her walk on the flagstones. Every step made her buttocks quiver enticingly and Marie felt that if she were a man, she'd find Charlene mighty attractive. She walked with her pelvis pitched forward in an erotic posture and she looked as though she was pushing her pussy out and following it.
Marie thought the walk so alluring that, flat-heeled shoes and all, she tried to imitate the sensuousness of Charlene. But she knew she was a failure and went back to her usual gait. She adjusted her bra so that her oversized breasts wouldn't be pinched by her too small bra. She had difficulty in buying one which would accommodate her enormous titties.
Charlene strode into the study and glared at her seventeen-year-old-son balefully. "Well, what have you done this time?" she demanded.
Bart Reynolds hung his head in abject misery. He was tall for his age and his big eyes stared at the floor as he mumbled something which his mother couldn't hear.
"Well, Miss Howland, we finally meet. So nice of you to bring this miserable son of mine home. What's he done that required your unusual visit?"
Jean Howland was an impeccably groomed, handsome woman of twenty five or six, with a trim figure and a pair of long slender legs which were clad in sheer nylons and high heeled shoes. She smiled at Charlene and said very softly and meaningfully,
"As you know, Mrs. Reynolds, we have a very progressive school and we knew that your son was somewhat of a problem when your former husband enrolled him ..."
"I understand, Miss Howland," said Charlene, going behind the study desk and taking out a bottle from a drawer. "Have a drink?"
"I think I will, thank you," said Jean Howland. "It might just help me tell you what your son has said and done without having to beat around the bush too much!"
"Straight?" asked Charlene, pointing to the liquor bottle.
"Yes."
Charlene poured two drinks and handed one to Jean and they drank them down in a single gulp as Bart watched the two females with great interest. He had a nice face, but it was just a trifle too weak in the jaw line to be truly handsome. His eyes were blue and his hair almost as red as his mother's. A few freckles from childhood still remained, giving him an almost impish appearance.
"Sit down, Miss Howland, please," said Charlene, the drink making her feel slightly more capable of taking whatever bad news the teacher had brought.
"Thank you," said Jean as she sat down gracefully in an easy chair, crossing her legs and exposing quite a bit of lovely pink thigh between the top of her sheer nylons and the bottom of her lacy red panties.
Bart gulped visibly as he saw the bare flesh and he was about to sit down and enjoy the view from a lower angle when his mother forcefully commanded.
"Not you, Bart. You remain standing at attention!"
"Yes, Mother," said Bart, quickly obeying her.
"Now, Miss Howland, what ... ."
"Please call me Jean, Mrs. Reynolds," asked the teacher with a lovely smile.
"Jean. That's a pretty name. Why don't you call me Charlene?"
"Thank you, Charlene," said Jean, uncrossing her legs and crossing them again, making sure that the gesture was slow and very deliberate.
Bart almost fell to his knees to peep at his teacher as she crossed her legs.
"See what I mean?" said Jean, pointing to Bart, who was transfixed by the attractive sight which his teacher's sheer nylons and red panties presented to his youthful eyes.
"Bart! What the hell are you doing?" demanded Charlene.
"Nothing, Mother, nothing!" said Bart fearfully, tearing his eyes away from the enticing flesh of Jean's inner thighs.
"Nothing?" demanded his mother. "You call looking at a lovely girl's bare flesh 'nothing'?"
Jean preened at the 'lovely' in Charlene's remark.
Bart hung his head in youthful misery. "I can't help it!"
"You mean my son's been staring at your flesh at school?" asked Charlene.
"More than that!"
Charlene threw up her hands in disgust. "That's my son for you. Always getting into trouble. Oh, why didn't I have a girl instead of a boy?"
Bart's blue eyes filled with tears at his mother's unkind and thoughtless remark.
"I think, Charlene, you might have both in Bart," said Jean, holding out her glass for another drink.
Charlene poured two more drinks. She didn't get the full import of the remark for a moment and then she moaned, "You mean that Bart's queer?"
Jean smiled at Charlene and glanced at Bart to see how the boy was reacting. Bart had his head down and only the slump of his shoulders told Jean that his sensitive nature was undergoing a most violent upheaval.
"Well, I won't say that he's queer, because that word covers so many defects in mankind," said Jean.
"Well, what's his particular quirk?" demanded Charlene, taking another sip from her drink and glaring at her son with anger.
Jean uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, not unmindful that Bart was stealing a look at her bare inner thighs.
Even Charlene was attracted by the creamy whiteness of the girl, the elegance of her nylon-clad legs and her over-all seductive appearance.
"We're a progressive school, but I'm sure you will forgive us if I tell you we're not progressive enough to put up with the kind of act Bart put on today!"
"Tell me what he did!" insisted Charlene. "I've got to know exactly what he did so that he can be reprimanded."
"How do you reprimand him, Charlene?" asked Jean.
"I spank him in front of my maid. On his bare bottom. That shames him. I only do it when he's bad, but he's almost always bad. He's not a good boy at all. Always getting in the way whenever I'm entertaining guests!"
"How do you entertain your guests, Charlene?" asked Jean meaningfully.
Charlene stood up, her voluptuous figure almost bursting from her skimpy bikini. She caressed the sides of her hips with the palms of her hands slowly and seductively. "Oh, I do my entertaining in many different ways, Jean. I'd tell you if only Bart weren't here."
Bart looked at his mother with eyes which were filled with a mixture of love, hatred and lust.
"Well, perhaps I should tell you what he did without him being in the room," admitted Jean.
"I think so, too. Bart, go to your room and stay there until I allow you to leave it, understand?"
"Yes, Mother," said Bart sheepishly. He shuffled slowly to the door and left, closing the door quietly.
"Now, Jean," said Charlene in a more relaxed manner. "Suppose you tell me exactly what Bart did."
Jean carefully set down her glass and looked at the voluptuous Charlene. Her eyes tried to hide the desire which lurked deep in them.
"He did a most obscene thing!"
Charlene didn't seem to be shocked. Instead, she asked very casually, "How obscene?"
"I guess the best way to tell you is to demonstrate it, don't you think, Charlene?"
"If you say so. Although I don't know how a girl can demonstrate what a young boy has done, if it's obscene. I assume he did something with his body?"
"He certainly did!" said Jean. "And with foul language added to the physical gesture!"
"Well, don't keep me in suspense, Jean. Tell me just what my son did!" said Charlene, a little testily.
Jean stood up. Her trim figure and long slender legs with their high-heeled shoes gave her a magnificently erotic posture which no teacher should exhibit to a young, impressionable boy.
"He took off his trousers," stated Jean. "Right in front of the class!"
"A perfectly normal boyish prank!" said Charlene, dismissing the gesture almost indifferently.
"That part of it may be considered a boyish prank, . Charlene," said Jean as she unsnapped her skirt and stepped gracefully out of it, revealing her tight red panties and a black garter belt holding up her sheer nylons. The red panties had a lacy trimming which gave them a distinctly inviting femininity.
Charlene gazed at Jean's semi-nakedness and for some reason unknown to her, she gulped and blushed. "Well, you don't look obscene, Jean. And if Bart only took off his trousers and look half as good as you, I don't think you can say it was an obscene thing for him to do. It was a boyish prank!"
Jean smiled and fingered her red panties with long, slender, well-manicured hands. "Do you like my panties, Charlene?"
Charlene looked at Jean's hands as they caressed the red nylon panties and her mind immediately wondered how it would feel if her hands were doing it.
"Ahhhh, yes, I think they're just lovely. But what does that have to do with Bart?"
Jean hesitated a dramatic moment, then she whispered, "Your son was wearing a pair of panties exactly like mine!"
Charlene's mouth dropped open with shock and surprise. "You mean he was wearing nylon shorts-I mean, red nylon panties with lacy trimming-just like yours?"
"Yes," said Jean, noticing that Charlene's eyes were still transfixed on her crotch. She moved slowly around so that Charlene could get a good look at the well-rounded, firm buttocks as they wiggled enticingly in their red nylon confinement. "And then your son pirouetted around, just like I'm doing ... "
"Ooohhh!" exclaimed Charlene.
"Then, he faced the class and he curtsied and ... "
"Curtsied?" interrupted Charlene, aghast.
"Like this!" said Jean, curtseying gracefully, one leg behind the other, bowing from the waist, giving Charlene a good view of the deep cleavage of her luscious titties.
"My God!" said Charlene, shocked. "Just like a girl!"
"Not quite!" corrected Jean, straightening up. She slid her red panties off quickly, revealing her pubic hair, soft and wispy, framing her pink slit. Her black garter belt which held up her sheer nylons had straps which were narrower than normal and pressed into the flesh of her thighs like long black fingers.
"Did he take his shorts-I mean, his panties off, like you are doing?" asked the bewildered Charlene.
"I'm not equipped the same way Bart is," corrected Jean.
"That I can see!" said Charlene, eyeing Jean's pink, pouting pussy with an excited interest.
Jean was aware of the kind of turmoil Charlene was undergoing and she continued her description of Bart's erotic actions. She placed her hands on either side of her pussy-lips and she shook her hands and body violently.
"He wiggled his cock at the class and ..."
"With both hands?" asked Charlene, pointing to the motion which Jean was making.
"Yes, indeed, with both hands. Your son Bart has the most enormous, longest, thickest cock I've ever seen in all my entire life! And I've seen a lot of them!"
"My son? With an enormous cock? And red panties? Trimmed in lace?" wailed Charlene. "What next?"
"He looked wild with that big prick in both his hands, wiggling lecherously at my whole class!"
"Ohhhh," wailed Charlene.
Jean continued shaking her youthful body, "Then ... ."
"Then what? WHAT?"
"He ran around the classroom, with his hard, huge cock in his hands, yelling 'FUCK ME! FUCK ME!'"
Charlene defiantly defended Bart's actions, "Well, that's not so abnormal!"
"That's not all, Charlene," insisted Jean as she advanced towards Bart's red haired mother. "He went to every girl student and tried to shove his prick against their face and he kept saying: FUCK ME! FUCK ME!' just like I'm doing to your sweet mouth with my cunt right now. How do you like it?"
With her mouth full of Jean's moist, fragrant pussy, Charlene was in no position to answer any question as to the behavior of her son. Jean's cunt tasted too delicious and erotic.
"If you were a girl student and had some crazy boy rub his cock against your darling mouth, like I'm doing, what would your reaction be to that bizarre obscenity?"
Charlene went wild with desire. The blood raced through her veins like hot fire and she grabbed the voluptuous Jean around the buttocks' and pulled the soft, rounded bottom closer to her mouth and murmured, "If you were that crazy kid and I were a student, this is what I'd do!"
Her mouth opened and surrounded Jean's pouting cunt-lips. She pressed against them, her pink tongue flicking out and licking the slit with a violent and erotic lust. Her fingernails dug into the soft, fleshy buttocks.
Jean looked down at the kneeling redhead with a triumphant smile of lust on her face. She spread her legs apart slowly so that Charlene's face was gently imprisoned within her smooth, creamy inner thighs.
"Oooohhhh, darling!" she moaned.
Jean trembled as Charlene avidly took advantage of the added space and her cheeks rubbed the inner thighs at the same time her mouth and tongue were laving and licking and slithering in and out of Jean's moist, hot, hair-lined cunt.
"Suck me good," Jean whispered hoarsely, grabbing a handful of red hair.
Her tongue literally flew in and out and around Jean's cunt, relishing every tasty inch of the teacher's pussy lips. She probed as deeply as her long tongue could go, feeling the fire which burned in Jean's womb. Jean's legs trembled and her inner thighs pressed against Charlene's cheeks violently.
"Oooohhhh, Charley, Charley!" moaned Jean as her long, spread-out legs agitated with the exquisite licking. "My whole body is burning from your hot sucking!"
Charlene's tongue licked slowly around the moist cunt lips, savoring the sticky, pungent flavor of the exotic dew which covered them. Her fingers dug into Jean's buttocks and pulled them forward so that more of the erotically tasty flesh of the pouting cunt could be swallowed in her mouth and relished.
"Oooohhh, wonderful!" moaned Joan.
Charlene's hands probed Jean's curvaceous buttocks and her fingernails dug into the flesh.
"Oooohhhh, Charley," almost shrieked Jean. "Put your finger up my asshole!" She threw away all her remaining dignity and decorum as she wiggled her lithe body and thrust her hips forward and pleaded:
"Suck my cunt, Charley! Ohhhh, what a long tongue you've got! Lick my pussy! Suck me!"
The hot, lustful odor of Jean's cunt filled Charlene's flared nostrils and she breathed it deep inside her demanding body. She responded to Jean's pleading by plunging her tongue deeper into the soft, fleshy cunt and teasing it with slow nibbles and licks. At the same time, her finger crept closer to Jean's puckered asshole, sliding along the buttocks towards the spot which Jean wanted so lecherously to be serviced.
"Charley! Charley! What exquisite agony! I'm on fire! My whole body is burning from your hot tongue!" wailed Jean, her hands pulling at Charlene's red hair to maintain her unsteady balance. Her head was thrown back in an attitude of complete surrender to the ecstasy of the moment.
"My darling Charley! What a wonderful cunt lapper! Suck me with your hot tongue!"
Charlene lashed her tongue expertly and maddeningly at Jean's cunt, loving the strange and wonderful emotions it was giving to the tall, handsome young girl.
Her tantalizing finger finally found Jean's puckered asshole and she pressed against it at the same time her tongue lashed the pussy-lips wildly.
"Oooohhh, gorgeous, Charley!" wailed Jean, her legs trembling violently, her eyes closed in a complete abandon and submission to the lesbian actions of Charlene.
Charlene probed Jean's asshole insistently, trying to push her long finger into the tiny anus.
Jean helped her by spreading her buttock cheeks and crying out, "There! Now push your finger up my asshole! It's itching and burning up! Push your finger all the way in!"
Charlene's tongue lashed at Jean's cunt-lips furiously. Her long, slender finger plunged deep into Jean's asshole and she twisted it around while she sucked on the fragrant cunt.
"Oooohhh, Charley!" moaned Jean, in absolute ecstasy now, a tongue licking her cunt and a long finger up her asshole. She went wild with lascivious abandon, grinding her hips and making animal noises.
"Charley! Charley! You're driving me absolutely crazy with your cunt-lapping tongue!"
Charlene plunged her tongue so deep into Jean's cunt that she could feel her fingertip entering all the way up into Jean's asshole.
"Wowowowwweeee!" screamed Jean. "One more lick and you're going to get the biggest load of lovely juice right in your sweet, hot mouth! I'm going to come!"
Charlene increased her erotic sucking and asshole frigging as she felt the first spasm of orgasm shooting through Jean's voluptuous body.
"Ooooohhh, there's nothing in the world that's better than having a finger up my asshole and a hot tongue sucking my cunt! I'm coming! I'm having the most beautiful orgasm! I'm coming! Suck my cunt! Shove your finger up my asshole! Oh, my God, I'm coming so much! I don't think I'll ever stop coming! I can't take any more! My God, you suck my cunt better than I've ever had it done by anybody-man or woman! Boy or girl! Suck all my come, Charley! Suck! Oooohhhh, ooohhhhh!"
Chapter Two
After Jean Howland left, Charlene felt strangely disturbed. While it hadn't been the first lesbian act she'd ever experienced, it was the first time that she felt unsatisfied.
After her orgasm, Jean had wanted to suck her cunt, but for some reason, sanity or reason or whatever had returned. After all, Jean was Bart's teacher and had come with a complaint against Bart which certainly needed to be discussed with him.
Jean had left with a lovely glow of contentment, even though she, too, was disappointed that Charlene hadn't wanted her cunt to be sucked.
Charlene took a drink and pondered what to do with her son. She couldn't fathom why he wore women's panties. Hell, Bart was seventeen years old and instead of wearing women's panties, he should be getting into them! Getting a good piece of tail! Fucking a new girl every night!
She took another drink. Her mind raced furiously as to just what to do with Bart.
Absent-mindedly, she rubbed her breast and felt the satiny smooth flesh underneath the bra of her bikini. The same breast which had nursed her son so many years ago. Then she felt her bikini panty, its smoothness feeling good to her sensitive fingers. Maybe that's what Bart liked about wearing women's panties-the smooth feeling it gave to his fingers. But that surely wasn't anything to get all wrought up about! Damn that lesbian Jean Howland for bringing it to her attention!
Charlene shook her head angrily, pushing away the vagrant lock of red hair which fell in front of her eyes. She swallowed another drink and then arose, her mind made up.
She marched upstairs to Bart's bedroom, resolved to get to the bottom of his peculiar behavior at school.
Without bothering to knock at his door, she opened it and strode in to find Bart lying on his bed, completely naked with the exception of red, lace-trimmed panties.
He jumped to his feet quickly, his handsome young face flushed with shame and embarrassment.
Charlene noticed the reason for his shame. Underneath the red panties, there was a bulge so huge that she almost gasped with astonishment. Jean Howland was right-Bart must have an enormous cock to bulge so magnificently.
"Well?" she demanded, hardly able to keep her eyes away from the tremendous swelling.
"Well what, Mother?" he asked timidly, his tall, lean frame shaking with fear.
"What's the idea of your wearing those women's panties?" she demanded.
"Oh, Mother, I like the feel of them next to my skin," said Bart, raising his head and looking at his mother sheepishly. "What's wrong with my wearing them if I like the feeling they give me?"
"Nothing that I can see," said Charlene, realizing that her own kicks were unusual. And her. blood was in her son's blood.
"Then you're not mad at me?" pleaded Bart hopefully, his eyes bright with joy.
"I'm not quite sure what I am at the moment," replied Charlene, wishing she had brought a drink with her. Her son's bulge was beginning to affect her cunt, making it itch and burn. She sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at him as he stood a short distance away. Her eyes were hypnotically drawn to the swollen crotch and she started to fidget nervously on the soft bed.
"This is the first time since I divorced your father that I wish he was here!" she said nervously.
"Oh, Mother, I'm glad he's not with us any longer!" said Bart, looking at his mother adoringly.
"You are?" asked Charlene, with surprise.
"We don't need him, Mother. We have each other!"
Charlene's brow furrowed with deep thought. It wasn't very natural for a fellow of seventeen to not want a father around. She looked up at him and asked bluntly.
"Bart, do you like girls?"
"Girls? Of course, Mother, I love YOU!" said Bart earnestly, his face filled with radiance.
"That isn't what I mean, Bart. What I mean is-do you like girls? Girls your own age?"
"Oh, sure. They're fun to be with," answered Bart casually.
"What's your version of 'fun'?" asked Charlene, taking her eyes away from the bulge in his red panties.
"I don't understand what you're driving at, Mother," answered Bart, puzzled.
"Have you ever made love to a girl sexually?" snapped Charlene. She was angry with herself for being attracted by Bart's huge cock and angry with him for wearing the red panties.
"Oh, that! Sure, Mother, I tried it once!" replied Bart, boastfully.
"Once?" snapped Charlene. "Only once? With whom? What sort of love did you try only once?"
Bart flushed a deep crimson. "Oh, the regular love. You know, Mother-the regular way!"
"Oh, for heaven's sake, Bart, speak out. Don't be pussy-footing around with words. I've heard and used every word there is in sex. What I'm trying to find out is did you fuck a girl in the cunt? Did you?"
"Mother!!" said Bart, shocked.
"Well, you've heard the words, haven't you?" retorted Charlene angrily.
"Of course, but never from you!"
"Well, sit down here on the bed and let's find out what sort of sexual act you did once when-as you say-'I tried it once'-and for crissakes, don't mince words!"
"But, Mother ..."
"You do as I say, young man, or else-big and old as you are-I'll take you over my knee and spank the hell out of you!"
As a matter of fact, she thought, it might be a lot of fun to spank him on the bare bottom!
"Oh, Mother, you do love me!" said Bart, his eyes shining with adoration.
Charlene looked at her son with surprise. "Of course I love you. Whatever made you think I didn't?"
"You haven't spanked me for years and I just loved it while you were doing it! It made me feel that you loved me more whenever you spanked me, even though you never hurt me!"
Charlene's blood raced. She looked him squarely in the eyes and saw there was a sparkle there that hadn't been there before the spanking had been mentioned. She realized that it wasn't the spanking which had affected him, but the sensuous contact of her hand on his bare flesh. She looked at his crotch and to her amazement saw that the bulge was even more pronounced. Her son was in love with her sexually! But what form did his desire take?
Her own pussy started to burn and she controlled her hand from rubbing it. She had to pretend to be a mother, a good mother, even though she had the most erotic, incestuous desire to see what her seventeen-year-old son had under those feminine panties.
"Tell me about the time you tried it 'the regular way'," commanded Charlene, casually putting a hand in her lap so that the weight of her hand could ease the itching of her cunt. The sight of his huge cock was affecting her immensely!
"You really want me to tell you about my making love to another girl?" asked Bart with surprise.
"Exactly. And don't leave anything out!"
"Well, all right, if you want to hear about my sex experience, I'll tell you-There was this girl at 'school last month ... " began Bart.
"You mean this wearing red panties is only a month old?" interrupted Charlene.
"Yeah," replied Bart. "Only since I met this girl!"
Charlene breathed a sigh of relief. There was a chance for him after all.
"Go on," she instructed.
"She came to school one day, all dolled up in just the kind of clothes you like to wear. She had a Roman stripe skirt, with a very tight wool sweater which made her titties stand out like a couple of lighthouses ... ."
Charlene thought the comparison of titties to lighthouses was a little unusual, but she noticed the rapt : expression on her tall son's face and she remained silent.
" ... and then I noticed that her red hair was exactly the same shade as yours. All sort of flaming red with tiny flecks of gold and I knew then that I had to know her better."
"How'd you arrange that, Son?" asked Charlene, not immediately grasping the Freudian symbolism.
"Oh, I just went up to her and introduced myself. She told me her name was Carla. That thrilled me 'cause Carla and Charlene almost sound the same. Right away, we hit it off and that night she asked me to come over to her house as her parents wouldn't be home."
"Did you know what she wanted you for, Bart?" Charlene asked meaningfully.
"I had a pretty good idea," replied Bart. "And I wanted so much to make love to her because she looked just like you. She had the same kind of luscious titties you've got ... ."
Charlene involuntarily put a hand on each of her own bra-covered breasts and felt them.
"I wanted her so much," continued Bart, as Charlene looked first at her breasts proudly and then at her tall, handsome son whose bulging cock was getting bigger and bigger. It threatened to burst out of his red panties.
"I don't even remember what the living room looked like," said Bart. "It was dimly lighted, but she was like a flame in the room with her red hair shining and I could see that she was wearing only a very sheer robe with panties underneath. Her legs were just like your long slender legs, beautiful and round and slim at the ankles. I just loved to look at her. I guess I took a long time when I first arrived, just looking at her, 'cause she got mad at me for not making a pass at her."
"What did she do?" asked Charlene, breathlessly. She felt her blood racing like a stream of fire through her veins. Her body was hot, tingly and her nerves were ready to scream out loud, they were in such a state of turmoil!
"She told me she wanted me to crawl up inside her, to possess her and quiet the thunder that was building up deep down in her hot cunny!"
"That sounds good so far. Then what happened? What was your reaction?" demanded Charlene, feeling thunder building up deep in her own cunt.
"I didn't know what to do next, so she made me take off all my clothes and get naked. I didn't want to at first, I but she said I shouldn't be young and juvenile and naive-to do just like she wanted me to do!"
Charlene licked her lips greedily as her eyes saw the bulge throb and palpitate. "Go on. Go on," she demanded, breathlessly eager for the rest of the story, wondering how the red panties played a part.
"I was naked and my thing was standing straight out ... ."
Charlene interrupted lecherously. "You mean your cock was standing straight out, don't you?"
This time, Bart didn't flinch at the word; Rather, he corrected himself quickly.
"Yes, Mother. My cock was standing big and erect and Carla almost fainted at the sight of it." He looked down at himself and touched his bulging cock. "She said it was the biggest cock she'd ever seen-even on a man!"
Charlene was beside herself with incestuous thoughts. She had the most urgent need to see her son's gargantuan cock, but she controlled the violence which was becoming like tiny fires which flamed at her nerve ends.
"Well, I haven't seen you naked for years, so I don't know whether you've got a big cock or not. What did the girl do "to you after that?" asked Charlene, finding the words coming out of her mouth like a raspy, jealous female.
"I told her I didn't want to be the only one naked, so she took off her robe, but she left her red panties on. Gosh, her titties were big and she had lipstick painted on the nipples! Why did she do that, Mother?"
Charlene could contain herself no longer. She unfastened her bra and asked in a demanding voice, "Were her breasts as big and as pretty as mine?"
Bart looked at his mother's smooth, satiny, large breasts and his eyes widened and his mouth opened to reply, but the words wouldn't come out of his throat.
"Well?" demanded Charlene, holding a breast in each hand and offering them up as evidence. "Aren't mine prettier and more appetizing than hers?"
"Y-y-yes, Mother!" stammered Bart, his eyes glued on his beautiful, red haired mother sitting on the edge of his bed, her titties lifted high by her small hands. His cock throbbed wildly under his red panties and he almost knelt down to take one of the gorgeous orbs into his eager mouth, but he was afraid of his mother's reaction.
Charlene was mollified by his answer, but the sight of his huge cock increased rather than diminished her incestuous desire.
"She put lipstick on her titties so that you could pretend you were kissing her on the mouth," answered Charlene.
"Oh, I see," said Bart, his eyes glued on his mother's titties. His cock hurt him in its red panty bondage and he rubbed it with his hand to ease the pain.
"Stop playing with yourself!"
"Oh, I'm not doing anything, Mother. I'm just trying to make my hard cock feel less painful. It's burning and itching me a lot!" he replied with a sheepish grin.
"You poor boy," said his mother. "Do you want mama to rub it and make the hurt go away?"
"Oh, Mommy, would you?" asked Bart. His body trembled at the thought and his adoration shone clearly in his eyes.
"Of course," said Charlene. "Anything my precious baby wants! But you were telling me a story about the red head and you were naked and she had on her red panties. Shouldn't we play the same game between us?"
Charlene had lost all sense of right and wrong. The only thing she wanted now was to see if her son's cock was as huge as his boast and Jean Howland's description.
"Does Mommy want me to be naked?" asked Bart hesitantly.
"Of course!" said Charlene, eager to begin this game which she knew would end up erotically. How erotic would be up to her son and how much he liked girls.
"Do you want to play the part of the red haired girl, Mommy?" asked Bart, his cock palpitating wildly.
"Would you like that?" asked Charlene, already starting to take off her bikini panty.
"Oh, I'd love that!" said Bart excitedly, stripping the red panties from his lean hips and dropping them to the floor.
Charlene discarded her own remaining garment and then she saw her son naked for the first time in years. Her mouth dropped open at the sight of his huge cock! Jean Rowland was right! Her son had the biggest cock she'd ever seen and she'd seen and had a lot of them. It was even bigger and thicker than Marco's!
Bart's cock was long, thick, immense, beautiful, desirable. Charlene wanted to kneel at his feet and put the huge cock into her hot mouth and suck it until he came with his youthful juice into her mouth.
Or lie down on the bed and let him shove that mighty prick up her cunt-or her asshole-everything about her was itching and burning for his cock!
Bart looked at his mother's flaming red hair, her luscious titties, her trim figure, her long slender legs and then his eyes remained fixed on the red pubic hair and the pouting fleshy cunt between her satiny smooth thighs.
Charlene waited for her son to move towards her, to take her into his arms and fuck her like he had the other red head. But Bart remained rooted to the spot, staring at her naked cunt and his huge cock palpitated wildly.
"What's the matter?" asked his mother.
"I don't know!"
"Perhaps you are making up the story of the red head!"
"No, I'm not, Mother! I swear it's true. I did fuck her and it was great! But she kept on her red panties! She said that when I came in her cunt she wouldn't get a baby!"
Charlene almost laughed with relief at the explanation. The two kids were so stupid they didn't know how to fuck. That, then, was the reason for Bart wearing the red panties-to relive the feeling the red head had given him. Well, she'd take care of that right away!
Quickly, she reached out and grabbed him by the cock and swung him around by pulling on it and he landed on the bed with his bottom up.
She raised her hand and spanked him gently, her breasts quivering with the action. "That's for being naughty and wearing red panties!"
Bart was in seventh heaven. "I'll never wear them again, Mommy! I only wore them so you'd give me some attention!"
"I'll give my baby plenty of attention!" said Charlene, her eyes caressing his spanked bottom. She looked lustfully at it and bent down to kiss it. It felt so good to her lips! She slid her mouth along his bottom and then she stuck out her pink tongue and licked the smooth flesh, moistening the pinkness with her tongue.
"Oh, Mommy, Mommy, that feels so good!" cried Bart.
She lay down beside him and he immediately curled up in her arms, his head on her breast. He greedily put his mouth around the nipple, sucking hard on it, biting and licking it. He massaged her other breast with his hand, squeezing and kneading it as Charlene moaned with pleasure.
"My baby, my baby!" she whimpered.
Bart's tongue ran around the aureole of her breast, savoring the incestuous pleasure and joy of being a baby again.
Charlene's cunt was on fire and she craftily kept moving her naked body until she was on top of him. She blew her hot breath into his ear, sending shivers up and down his spine. Then, she felt his huge cock knocking against her moist, itching cunt.
Charlene pretended to be surprised when his cock pressed its huge thickness against her cunt.
"Bart! Your cock is pushing against my cunt! That's wicked!"
"Yes, Mommy! It is! But it feels so good! And I've always wanted to put my cock into your cunt-just like Daddy used to do to you. I've always wanted to fuck you in the cunt!"
"You naughty boy!" cried Charlene, pretending to be horrified and cleverly wriggling her body as though in protest, but really making it easier for her son's huge cock to make a deeper entrance into her moist cunt.
Bart buried his mouth onto her soft breast again, starting to suckle at the nipple and wriggling his hips so that the head of his cock could penetrate deeper into his mother's cunt.
"Oh, Bart! Bart!" moaned Charlene, trying feebly to push her son away from her breast, momentarily feeling guilty. But the motion caused his cock to penetrate her tight cunt so deep that she screamed with joy at the sudden electrifying thrill. His cock spread her cunt lips wide and the head of it went deep into her womb. She began to rotate her hips wildly, lasciviously.
"Oh, my God, your cock is killing me! It's so big! It gives me so much pleasure!"
"Mommy! Fuck me! Your cunt is so exciting! I'm fucking you just like Daddy used to do. I'm bigger and better! I'm fucking you, Mommy!"
"Shove that big prick into Mommy's cunt, baby! Fuck me! Fuck your Mommy!"
"I'm fucking you, I'm fucking you!"
"You're making me come already, baby!" screamed Charlene, her body jerking and convulsing.
"Come, Mommy, come!"
"Is my baby going to come, too?"
"I'm going to fuck you so much that you'll never want anybody else ever again!"
"Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Bart wriggled his naked body in a snake-like, muscular contortion, his mother's erect nipples rubbing against the few hairs he had on his chest.
Her pelvic bone banged against his and his long, thick cock suddenly became thicker and he groaned with delirious joy.
"I'm coming, Mommy! I'm coming in your cunt! Oh, Mommy! Now I don't have to dream about fucking you any more!"
Chapter Three
Charlene's body was wet with perspiration, her own and that of her son. Her crotch was sticky with his sperm which had trickled down her inner thighs.
Still nude and in a semi-trance from her violent incestuous fucking, she walked slowly to the swimming pool. She waded into the water at the shallow end.
The water embraced her hot flesh with its cooling effect and her mind began to recover from its transported ecstasy.
"What have I done?" she thought guiltily. "I can't blame Bart for fucking me. He's too young to realize that fucking his own mother is bizarre. And incestuous. I should have had more control over my unbridled sexual appetite. God damn it, what sort of woman am I? A nymphomaniac, a lesbian, a thrill seeker-is there no limit to what I will do for an orgasm?
"I'm weak! All I can think about is fucking. And sucking. And I don't care if I suck a cock or a cunt! Just as long as my mouth has an exciting organ to suck and lick. My tongue craves cock or cunt. My cunt burns for a mouth or a prick. My asshole itches for a finger or a long hard cock!
"My God, I just have to be either thinking about it or having an orgasm all the time! I'm neurotic! I'm shameless! I'm so damn hot again, just thinking about fucking!"
"Why not be as honest in your actions as you are in your thoughts?" asked Marco.
Charlene was startled. She hadn't realized she had spoken aloud and had been overheard by Marco, who was standing on the edge of the pool, just as naked as she was. His body was magnificently proportioned and his cock was hard and long, ready for whatever she chose to do with its exciting flesh.
"I was talking aloud! Did you overhear everything I said, Marco?"
"Everything!"
"Did you learn anything new that you didn't guess about me before?"
"Yes," said Marco seriously. "You are a very honest person-at least to yourself. There aren't many people who have the courage to admit what they are. Everybody makes excuses for themselves. You don't apologize for being oversexed, bi-sexual and a true lover of sensuous-ness!"
Charlene smiled wryly. "Poor consolation for a very weak character!"
"I don't think you're weak, Charlene," disagreed Marco. "It takes a strong person to admit what you did!"
Charlene waded towards the edge of the pool and stood in the clear water waist high. Her red hair was darker from getting wet, her light skin glistened with tiny droplets of water, giving her the appearance of a seductive mermaid. Her breasts swayed gently, the water lapping the bare flesh like a lover's gentle tongue.
She touched them with her fingers, thinking of her son's head resting on them such a short time ago.
She closed her eyes, remembering guiding Bart's huge cock into her steaming cunt. Her body began to sway and she looked like a water nymph, sensuous and seductive.
Marco quietly waded into the pool and stood in front of her. His magnificently muscular young body edged closer to her until his hard cock pressed insistently against her crotch.
Almost automatically, without thinking, Charlene spread her legs to accommodate the large prick which was pushing against her cunt.
"Let's fuck in the water, darling!" whispered Marco, putting his arms around the nude, wet Charlene.
"I've just been fucked in the cunt, Marco. Beautifully, exquisitely. Why don't I turn around and you can fuck me in my asshole? This time, I don't have to suck your cock to get it well lubricated first!"
Marco laughed gaily. The water gave both their bodies an added sensuousness and her hand went to his cock to stroke it with desire.
He kissed her lasciviously, their tongues writhing around each other like snakes in a love duel.
His strong hands turned her body around so that her back was to him and he pushed her gently forward so that she was in a position to receive his hard erection in her asshole. She parted her buttock cheeks so that his penetration would be more easily effected.
Marco, instead of instantly ramming home his hard cock into her eager asshole, decided that a preliminary arousement would give them both a more exotic orgasm.
He put his hands over her lush breasts and fondled them excitingly. For some unknown reason, her wet breasts responded more tinglingly than if they were dry.
Her nipples almost shot erect and he rotated them gently, giving her an added length. At the same time, he massaged her outer rim with his cock, ramming the length of his shaft up and down her crevice, sending waves of erotic sensations throughout her bent-over body.
"Your cock feels so different in the water, Marco," hoarsely cried Charlene.
Her voice carried in the stillness of the evening and it reached the ears of Bart, who had come to the pool to take a swim. He stopped dead in his tracks and beheld his mother, with her naked body, presenting her asshole for the cock of that lousy kept youth of hers.
He wondered why the position? What the stimulation was to his mother to be standing in the water, bent over so that her asshole could be fucked? Was the posture comfortable, or alluring? He knew that the visual reaction was both pleasantly and irritatingly aesthetic. It was something different, but he resented the fact that it wasn't being done by him!
He stifled a sob and was about to leave, when his curiosity got the better of him.
He hid himself behind a bush and watched the lascivious pair writhing in the water. He strained to hear their words.
"I'm having tiny orgasms, Marco!" squealed Charlene, "and you haven't even put that beautiful cock up my asshole!"
"It's a new way, darling," said Marco. "Even you seem to be a different girl in the water. The friction of your asshole against my prick is absolutely sensational!"
"Screw me! Bugger me, you big-cocked bastard!" screamed Charlene, rotating her bottom.
Marco took one hand away from her breast reluctantly and then tried to guide his long, hard cock into her tight asshole, but the water made it difficult.
Charlene spread her legs wider and her hands almost ripped at her buttock cheeks to allow more room for his huge cock, but he still couldn't gain an entrance.
"Oh, God, Marco, I'm burning up! Can't you get inside me with that big cock?"
"I think we'd better get out of the water, honey," said Marco. "Let's lie on the grass. It's fun doing it that way. The tiny blades tickle me and give me wild sensations!"
Bart almost lost his control and shouted at the pair not to desecrate the lawn. He wanted to punch Marco in the nose-maybe even kick him in the balls so that he wouldn't be able to fuck his mother!
But his fear of being caught spying on her prevented him from doing anything except imagining himself in Marco's place.
He watched as the eager pair waded quickly out of the pool, dripping wet from head to foot.
They flopped themselves down on the green, soft grass and clasped each other, kissing wildly.
Bart could feel his own cock getting bigger and he almost got the courage to make his presence known. But, again, he felt fearful and to calm his fear he began to stroke his erection with trembling fingers.
His eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw his darling mother take Marco's hard cock in her hands and whisper loudly.
"I'd better put it in my mouth first to give it a lubrication job!"
Bart shivered with an erotic curiosity. His hand squeezed his cock and he began to pull it back and forth to ease the pain and burning.
He saw his mother reach out her small hand and touch Marco's hard prick with her fingertips. It throbbed and leaped away from her fingers. She giggled and grabbed it firmly with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth.
Bart saw the huge cock completely disappear into his mother's mouth and he gasped with amazement. He looked down at his own cock and wondered if his mother could take it in all the way like she was doing with Marco.
Then, his mother began to fondle Marco's hairy balls and her fingers roamed around his rectum. All the time, the big cock was sliding in and out of her lovely red mouth, leaving traces of lipstick along the wet shaft.
Marco was groaning and encouraging her with vile and lewd words. "Suck my cock, you beautiful cocksucker Lick my long shaft. Play with my balls. Suck my prick, whore! Take it all the way in your throat. Take my come, swallow it! Suck my cock, you red headed bitch!"
Bart's stroking of his cock increased. He found that while the names Marco was calling his mother were disgusting, there was an exciting eroticism about them which gave him a wild desire to have an orgasm.
"You're not going to come in my mouth this time, Marco," said Charlene as she removed her mouth from his wet and glistening cock. She turned around and kneeled on the grass, "Shove that cock up my asshole! Play with my cunt and titties!"
Marco dropped to his knees behind Charlene and placed his cock against her rectum. He put one hand on her cunt and began to finger her clitoris. The other hand went to her breast and he squeezed it hard.
"Oooohhhh! That feels wild!" moaned Charlene, wiggling her body.
Bart could stand it no longer. He sobbed childishly and turned away and ran towards the house. He needed comfort and this time, masturbation was not what would pacify him.
He went to Marie's room and without bothering to knock on the door, he entered, his huge erection firmly clasped in both hands.
Marie was in bed, naked and she sat up, startled. Her eyes widened with surprise as she saw the naked boy holding his huge cock. At first she resented his impertinence and pulled the covers up over her own nakedness.
"What are you doing in my room, Bart?" she demanded.
"I need to talk to you," Bart cried.
"Why don't you go talk with your mother?"
"She's being fucked in the ass by Marco, the bastard!" protested Bart.
Bart expected Marie to be shocked and horrified by bis news. Instead, she laughed merrily.
"That's nothing new, Bart! They've been fucking and sucking each other ever since Marco came to live here!"
"I suppose so," admitted Bart. "But the way he was fucking her-up her asshole!"
Marie smiled understandingly. "That sounds exciting. Why don't we go and watch them?"
She made a move to get out of bed and Bart saw her large breasts jiggle with attractive motion. "No, no, no! I don't want to watch any more! It got me so excited that I started to jerk off!"
"What a waste that would be," whispered Marie, climbing out of bed, revealing her lovely, nude figure. She stood still, watching Bart's reaction to her charms.
Bart had always seen Marie in her maid's uniform and without realizing it, she was affecting him by her nudity. His eyes went from her black hair to the pretty face, then to her breasts which were proudly thrust out for his inspection. Then, his eyes traveled over her flat and satiny belly to her vee-shaped pubic hair. And then, the most beautiful sight of all-her pink, pouting pussy set so delightfully between her smooth inner thighs. Her legs were straight and spread slightly so that she could show Bart her pussy.
"Well?"
Bart gulped and blushed. "You-you look beautiful without clothes on!"
"As beautiful as your mother?" slyly asked Marie.
"Yes-but in a different way!" admitted Bart, his mouth drooling and his cock throbbing.
"Do you like the difference?" asked Marie.
"I don't know," admitted Bart. "So far the only thing I've done is to put my cock into my-into a cunt!"
"And you didn't like your mother being fucked in the asshole? Or taking her lover's cock into her hot, sweet mouth?"
"No! I didn't like it! I didn't like it because she wasn't doing it to me!"
"Well, does it have to be your mother for you to have an excitement?" asked Marie, slowly moving in a circle so that Bart could see every portion of her voluptuous nudity.
"I-I don't know," cried Bart, his prick palpitating with desire.
Marie's lovely face changed from sympathy for the young boy's plight, into one of barbaric savagery. She leaped at Bart and pressed her lovely naked body against his with such force that he was knocked down onto the bed.
He was in such a state of shock from her sudden reversal of character that he could only lie there and wonder what was going to happen to him.
"Oh, what a big, beautiful, long cock you've got, Bart! I haven't seen a man's cock for a long time and I'm so hungry for the taste of one!"
Bart managed a timid smile. "You're French, aren't you?"
"In every way!" asserted Marie, bouncing on the bed. He felt the springs give his body a wonderful cushiony feeling. His erect prick stuck straight up in the air.
"Are you going to suck my cock like my mother did to Marco?" asked Bart.
"You're not going to pretend that I'm your mother, are you?" asked Marie harshly.
"No, of course not, you're too young to be my mother!" said Bart.
"Your mother is an amateur cocksucker alongside of me! I can suck a prick better than she'll ever be able to, no matter how long and often she does it! I was weaned on a cock!"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Bart humbly.
Marie became furious. "And don't be so goddamn humble with me. I'm not your mother. And I don't want a little boy to be my lover. I want a man. You've got more cock than any man, so try and act like a man! Don't play the little boy with me. I won't have any of your childishness. You're going to be my lover, not some unhappy youngster mourning for his mother's cunt!"
"Aren't you going to suck my cock?"
"I've changed my mind!" said Marie, grabbing the hair on his head and forcing him down to her crotch.
"Now, take a good look at my cunt!" she commanded. "Isn't it as pretty as your mother's? It's just as hot inside. My cunt-lips can squeeze your shaft with my educated muscles better than she can! Now, kiss it and taste the delicate and exotic beauty of a young girl's cunt!"
"I-I can't!" protested Bart, his nose only a scant inch away from Marie's fragrant pussy.
"Go ahead!"
She shoved his head hard, forcing it between her inner thighs and into her crotch with such force that his nose was half buried between her cunt lips.
"Lick it! Stick your tongue into my cunt! Pretend it's my mouth and you're giving me a soul kiss! Suck it!"
The perfume of her body, most strong at her crotch, intoxicated his sense of smell and his taste buds were drooling at the luscious mouthful of soft, fleshy cunt a tongue length away.
Bart also loved the lecherous words. They gave him courage to open his mouth and begin tentatively to suck Marie's cunt-lips, increasing the fragrant aroma of heated passion.
Her hands caressing his reddish hair felt warm and demanding and guided his motions.
His inexperienced mouth didn't give Marie too much pleasure, even though the fact that he was a virgin cunt lapper gave her a somewhat erotic stimulation.
"You're kissing my cunt just as if it was a cow's ass!" she scolded.
Bart raised his head from between her inner thighs and looked up at her. Her breasts almost hid her face from his view and looked inviting. He blushed. "I'm sorry, Marie, but I've never sucked a girl's cunt before."
"Does it offend you in any way?"
"Oh, no, no! But ... ."
"Oh, hell, Bart, you've got too many hangups! You're not going to be any fun at all!" said Marie, wriggling her body from under him.
He made a grab for her and she slapped his hands.
"Don't you dare do that to me, you clumsy fool!" she snapped impatiently. "I'm going to teach you how to make love, but under no conditions are you to touch me with your hands!"
She watched him closely to observe his reaction to her nudity as she stood up. She could see the fire coming into his eyes as he looked at her large, luscious breasts and then gaze down her smooth white belly to her dark pubic hair.
She moved her legs ever so slightly, giving him another look at her throbbing pussy-lips and she saw a reaction-his cock throbbed and palpitated and he wet his lips with his trembling tongue.
Marie could hardly control her own erotic desire as she saw again the beautiful, immense cock, so rigid and long, just waiting for the touch of her burning lips, or fingertips, or vagirn-lips, or asshole!
"You mean I can't touch your gorgeous body with my hands?' asked Bart in utter torment.
"That's right, Bart!" replied Marie. "You can't touch me with your hands or your mouth. You're to just lie there on the bed in all your beautiful nakedness and I'll teach you how to make exciting love!"
"But that's going to be torture for me!"
Marie smiled devilishly. "Perhaps, Bart. Perhaps it will be torture for you not to be able to touch my body with hands or mouth, but you will find out what restraint does to you sexually!"
"But, I don't want ..."
"Quiet!" commanded Marie. "If you're too chicken to kiss my cunt just because you've never done it before- you don't deserve to kiss me anywhere else either! Now, you just lie still and let a girl with generations of French blood in her give you such a desire to suck her cunt that you'll beg to lick it!"
She sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned over so that her breasts dangled tantalizingly an inch away from Bart's mouth.
He shivered and could almost taste their smooth, satiny flesh. He could almost bite their erect coral-tipped nipples, with the lovely aureoles encircling them so enticingly. He groaned and his hot breath hit her nipples, making her shudder and shiver with exquisite and erotic delight.
"You'd love to suck my titties, wouldn't you, Bart?" she teased.
"Oh, yes, yes!"
"Well, you can't!" She quickly removed her breast from the temptation of his mouth and started to delicately trace a pattern with her fingertips up and down his muscular torso, so free from manly hair.
He moaned at the exquisite tingling her delicate tantalizing fingers gave him and he moved his body "from side to side with an agonized passion.
Marie smiled knowingly. She knew what sensations of repression he was undergoing. She knew that her fingertips were creating an exciting sensation within his body which needed his hands and mouth on her own flesh to be gratified. , But she had given him an order not to touch her.
She knew the torment of a woman making love to a man without his being able to respond with his lips and fingers!
She knew that he was going through more punishment than if he were bound and tied with ropes. She knew that the mental agony of being ordered not to touch the desirable and soft flesh of a woman gave a man such exquisite torture that he could go mad from desire and frustration.
Marie also saw that his penis was becoming more rigid, more swollen, the strain of not touching her was affecting his cock in the way she realized it would. It was such a beautiful, long, immensely thick cock that this young boy possessed. She wanted to stuff it into her mouth immediately. But she continued her tantalizing fingertip tracing, moving her hands lower and lower, coming closer and closer to his ever stiffening rod.
Bart groaned with tormented desire. His fists were doubled so tight that the knuckles were white. Marie knew that he was suffering from her teasing.
Her hot hands traced a pattern around his crotch, but not touching his rigid prick nor his balls. Her fingertips delicately tickled his inner thighs.
His groans of suppressed passion became louder.
"Shhhh!" Marie warned him. "Don't groan, Bart, my darling boy! I haven't even begun yet!"
"I can't take much more!"
"Oh, yes, you can!"
"Why can't I fuck you in the cunt?"
"Later, Bart, later! But, first, you've got to learn how to become a sensuous love partner!"
"I'm sensuous now!"
"I suppose you are. But all you want to do is to shove that big cock of yours into my cunt, pump up and down a few times and then shoot your load!"
"What's wrong with that?"
"I want to be satisfied, too!"
"I promise I'll fuck you until you are!"
"Oh, Bart, you've got so much to learn. Why don't you be quiet and just do as I tell you!"
"I want ..."
"You want what I'll give you!" snapped Marie, putting a soft hand over his mouth.
Bart writhed his hips, his huge penis waving back and forth under Marie's watchful eyes. She was fascinated with the beauty of its immensity and rigidity. Slowly, her fingers moved from his mouth to his inner thigh along his sensitive crotch to his pubic hairs. She tickled and plucked his hairs, making the skin painful.
He groaned with the agony of his torment and tiny beads of perspiration broke out on his forehead.
Marie moved so that she was partially lying next to him and her lush breasts were just barely touching his flat stomach. She slid her body up and down so that her erect nipples teased and tormented his flesh with their hot friction and electric shocks. She watched his face as it twisted in passionate agony and she knew that he was going beyond his endurance.
His rigid staff throbbed and became more swollen with the fire burning inside all his being and his knuckles grew whiter as his fists were clenched tighter to keep himself from touching her body.
He had never in all his entire life undergone such exquisite pain, not being able to kiss or even touch this voluptuous girl who was performing such tantalizing motions with her fingertips.
And the motion of her lovely breast-nipples tingling his flesh! He thought his body would explode with desire! He felt like throwing her on her back and fucking her in the cunt! But the pain-agony-pleasure he was experiencing was of such an unusual nature that he wanted to prolong his culmination-he wanted the bizarre tantalizing to continue! His body ached with passionate pain and his rigidity throbbed tortuously. He didn't think he could stand any more.
Then ... "You watch what I'm doing, Bart," said Marie. "Then, when you make love to me, you'll know what to do!"
"I will, I will!" agreed Bart, lifting his head and looking at Marie's head as she replaced her fingertips and tantalizing nipples with her tongue. She began to lick his flesh with her slippery tongue, lashing at his sensitive body with force. Then, with tenderness. Then, with tickling sensations and he experienced more and more high-pitched emotions.
He bit his lip to keep himself from screaming out loud. His hands found the backboard of the bed and he grabbed hold of it, clutching it fiercely for moral support, trying to keep his hands from embracing her savagely.
Marie's own cunt was moist from the series of small, yet delightful orgasms she'd had while licking Bart's body. She licked her tongue lasciviously and slowly along his inner thigh. She stole a glance up at his face to see his reaction. She was lecherously delighted by the expression of intense pain which was crisscrossing his handsome, youthful face.
It gave her intense pleasure to see him react so sensuously. She also felt that she was gaining an immoral victory over Bart's incestuous desire for his mother.
Slyly, she darted her tongue out and barely flicked its sensitive surface against his rigid prick, tasting the moisture which had been building up. He jerked, his back arching and his hands almost losing hold of the backboard. Another groan of agony-pleasure escaped his dry lips.
"Now, now, Bart!" admonished Marie, giving his rigid staff a long, sliding lick. "You've just got to lie still and let me prove that I'm better than your mother!"
"I'm still, I'm still," cried Bart. "I won't move!"
Marie smiled. She knew for certain now that she had won a major battle for Bart's big prick. And he hadn't even had a small taste of her talents yet. Now, she was going to concentrate on some of her own carnal pleasure in contrast to controlling herself and making Bart full of intense desire for her.
She moved her body so that she was lying on her stomach between his legs and her large breasts were pressed against his inner thighs. She moved them back and forth, their erect nipples creating wave after wave of electricity from his sensitive flesh to his rigid cock.
At the same time, she moved her breasts from side to side, her tongue licking his flesh, carefully avoiding his immense prick. She felt his tenseness become so strong that she slowly flicked her tongue against his cock-head.
Again, he moved his body upwards, almost as though he was trying to find her mouth and plunge himself into it. But she carefully avoided his arching body, letting her face slide along his hip and then when he settled back onto the bed, she resumed her position of blowing her hot breath against his beautiful, thick prick. She put the head of it into her mouth, thrilling to the exotic taste of its youthful flesh. The flavor of his pre-come was ambrosia to her taste buds and sent her body into near convulsion. She began to emit a body odor which coupled with her delicate and expensive perfume, made Bart wilder with suppressed desire.
Slowly, she licked the entire length of his shaft along the outside, feeling the large vein throb under her tongueing. Then, very, very slowly, she put her red lips around the cock-head and pressed on it, licking the tiny slit in the end. She could feel it palpitate against her lips and the sensation went down to her breasts and her hot cunt!
Even though it gave her another tiny orgasm, she wasn't going to lose control of herself-she had a delicate task to perform and she was going to do it the way it should be done. She was determined that Bart would learn as much about sex from her as it was in her power to give.
Slowly, she put another morsel of Bart's delicious cock into her hot mouth, tickling the foreskin with her slightly rough-textured tongue. Part of his pre-come went down her throat and she relished the tangy flavor, the erotic taste and her own pussy-lips trembled and palpitated with intense need and desire for that one big and glorious orgasm!
Bart's hands were growing whiter as he tried to hold onto the end of the bed and not move his body.
Marie's suctioning of his immense and ready-to-come prick was of such intensity that his head was whirling with colored lights. Stars were shooting in front of his half-closed eyes. Bolts of electricity were jolting him as inch by slow inch Marie's mouth went down and down his swollen cock.
She slid the entire length into her mouth and felt its thickness stuffing her so much that she couldn't move her tongue any more.
The cock-head was half way down her gullet and she constricted her throat muscles, pressing the soft flesh against the hard penis for a long moment.
It felt sensational to both of them!
She knew that if she held his stiff cock in her throat another second, he'd shoot his sperm into her.
Not that she would mind. As a matter of fact, she'd love it! Love the rich, sticky juice sliding erotically down her throat! But, that was not what she wanted at the present time. So she removed her mouth from his shaft and the cool air of the room hit it, giving Bart another new sensation which agitated him further. He had been on the verge of coming in the mouth of the beautiful Marie and now he had no warm hole into which he could unload his juice.
His entire being was in a state of shock, even as Marie knew it would be. She caressed the wet prick with her hot hands, blowing her hot breath against the head of it, feeling it throb against her palms.
What a beautiful young giant he was. By now, she also was in supreme and exquisite agony of self-denial, even though she'd had a series of small orgasms. She wanted this young hard cock which she held in her small hands to plunge into her warm cunt, or, since he'd just fucked his mother's cunt, Marie would ram the hard erection up her tight asshole!
She moved her body tantalizingly up until her breasts were against his torso. His reaction was instantaneous! Her hand guided his cock against her moist, hot cunt-lips. At the first touch of cock against cunt, they both felt electric shocks sweep over their bodies and Bart moaned with painful, wanton need.
Marie moved her body again, straining every nerve in Bart's being. She guided his cock until half was in her hot, wet cunt and she used her expert muscular control to contract and expand her cunt lips against his penis. He turned pale with the self-control he was forced to exercise.
The torture of his not being able to put his hands on her, to probe and feel and touch every part of her lovely body, was sheer agony.
And not to be able to use his mouth, his lips, his tongue, to kiss and caress every intimate and fragrant portion of her was more torture than anyone had ever devised before.
Marie could feel her whole body tremble with her own carnal and lustful desire and she finally let her hand loose from his cock, allowing it to plunge inside her cunt to its immense length.
She screamed in glorious, barbaric savagery as its hugeness seemed to almost choke her body with its beautiful long thickness.
She let his magnificent cock remain deep in her cunt long enough for her to have another tiny orgasm. Her juices trickled down over his shaft and she raised her voluptuous body high, grabbed his cock and guided it into her asshole.
The tight rimmed anus was just too much for Bart. His cock felt as though it was being squeezed by soft feathers. Her asshole was so tight on his thick cock that he had time only to ram it into her the full length when he screamed like a wounded animal.
"I'm coming! I'm coming in your asshole! My God, what a tight ass you've got! You're so different from my mother! Oh, Marie you're so damn great!"
"Come inside me, Bart, honey!" urged Marie, rotating her buttocks so that her tight asshole suctioned every drop of his spewing hot juice.
"I never thought anything could be so goooood!" moaned Bart as he squirmed and bucked.
"Come in my asshole, darling!"
Bart shoved his cock deep into the hot, tight hole and thought he would never stop coming.
Marie's own orgasm trickled down her cunt-lips onto Bart's reddish pubic hair, matting it with her delightful love juice.
Chapter Four
Bart was in a state of complete contentment as his cock began to shrink inside Marie's asshole.
But Marie had other ideas for him. She allowed him to finish his orgasm, then she squirmed and wriggled her body so that her crotch was against his face.
"Now you can suck my cunt, honey-boy!" she whispered.
Bart, his mouth filled with the fragrant, sticky cunt-lips, mumbled something.
Marie raised her body enough so that she could hear what he wanted to say. "What are you saying, lover-boy?"
"I'm so very happy and satisfied that I don't think I can make any more love!" he said.
When he spoke, his hot breath blew against Marie's palpitating vagina and she felt exhilarated from the sensation. "It's your cock that's soft, lover-boy," she said, "not your tongue. I want your tongue to lick my cunt. It's time you learned how to completely satisfy a woman. A prick is not the only way you can give a girl an orgasm. An educated tongue will give a girl just as many thrills."
"Can I use my hands now?" he asked.
"You'd better!" said Marie. "Play with my titties while you're sucking my cunt!"
"I wish I had two mouths," said Bart, his face between Marie's satin-smooth inner thighs. "Then I could suck your titty and your cunt at the same time!"
Marie giggled. "Now you're getting the idea, Bart! You'll be something very special in the love making department before long! You've got some good ideas!"
Bart was happy-he wanted so much to be able to please with his cock. Now, he was about to find out about pleasing a girl with his tongue. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick the fragrant cunt-lips. They felt smooth and vibrant and alive with a pulsating rhythm.
"That's a good beginning, lover!" encouraged Marie.
Bart placed his hands on Marie's breasts and began to squeeze them, trying to finger the nipples at the same time.
"Better and better!" added Marie, squirming her body so that her crotch was sliding across Bart's face.
He felt Marie's dark pubic hairs tickling his nose, giving him an added eroticism. He opened his mouth and surrounded Marie's cunt-lips and then nibbled them with his lips.
"Goood, good!" squealed Marie, rotating her hips so that she could get more sensation from his cunt lapping.
Bart was encouraged. His long tongue became facile, almost as though he had an inborn ability to suck cunt. His tongue found her clitoris and it fascinated him. He rolled it around and around and heard Marie scream with joy.
"You've got it, lover! Lick my clitoris! You found one of my hot spots-my clitoris. Nibble on it!"
Bart began to nibble and gently bite Marie's clitoris, still playing with her titties.
"Ooooohhh, wonderful!"
Marie slid her body so that Bart's long tongue could lick the sensitive spot between cunt and rectum. "Oh, Bart, you're learning fast!"
Bart pulled her body forward so that his long tongue could reach Marie's asshole. He sucked at the opening of the recently fucked asshole with his mouth and lips and then tongued it.
Marie went into a frenzy of leg and arm flailing. Her big breasts swayed with the exertion and she put her hands on them and squeezed the nipples.
Bart's hands lifted Marie's body from his face and gave himself more room to maneuver his mouth and tongue from her tight asshole to her cunt. She squealed with lecherous encouragement as he slid his face back and forth between asshole and cunt. His long tongue found each hole momentarily, shoving it deep, then licking the rims with relish.
"My God, you're a great sucker! I'm going to come again!" shrieked Marie, increasing her rotation to a wild, abandoned frenzy of savage passion. She felt herself coming and she cried out:
"Ahhhhh, I'm coming! I'm coming BIG! Suck my cunt, baby! Suck my asshole! Suck my juices! Swallow all my love juice, lover boy! You sweet cunt licker! You asshole sucker! Suck! Ooohhhh, here I come BIG, BIG, BIG!"
She bucked and convulsed wildly, her body unable to cease its wild trembling.
Finally, she collapsed, her cunt pressed against Bart's face. He inhaled the exotic fragrance of her delicious cunt and the erotic odor of her asshole. Together they gave him a lecherous and unusual sensation of sexual depravity.
Marie rolled from on top of him and repeated, "Bart, you are going to be a great lover! You're already very good! And it won't be long before I won't be able to teach you anything new!"
"Is there any more?" asked Bart.
Marie smiled tenderly and patted Bart's limp cock with a gentle pat. "So much more, darling! I'd show you, but right now you've made me a completely satiated and happy girl with your cock and sucking mouth!"
"Can I come back some other time?" asked Bart hopefully.
"Honey," assured Marie, "you can come and fuck me or suck me at any time of day or night! But, right now, you'd better go to bed and have some sleep. School tomorrow, you know."
Bart reluctantly agreed and he got off the bed and went to the door. There, he turned around for one last look at the lovely nude figure of the girl who had taught him so much. She looked as if she had already fallen asleep!
The moment Bart left for school the next morning, Charlene got out of bed and immediately took a cold shower. Her entire body ached with frustration and her pussy throbbed with desire. Her mouth quivered as the stinging spray of the water hit her sensitive lips.
Her thoughts went from her huge-cocked son, who had fucked her in the cunt, to Marco's hard cock in her mouth, to Jean's sweet and slippery cunt between her red lips.
Geez, she wished one of them were here to take care of the raging fire burning deep in her vitals!
She dried herself vigorously, raising red marks on her tanned flesh. She sat down at her dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror while she powdered her breasts lavishly with scented powder.
She put her hands under each breast, .and lifted them. They felt a little heavy and slightly tender. She pinched the nipple and a tiny glob of white came from it. She put it into her mouth and sucked it-it tasted so good. She had to have more. She licked at her own breast lasciviously and it excited her beyond endurance. The pungent flavor of her own body was driving her mad with desire.
She rushed to the phone and called her son's school and got Jean Howland.
"An emergency has arisen, Jean," said Charlene breathlessly. "I want my son to be sent home right away!"
"But we're right in the middle of a biology lecture," protested Jean. "And you want your son to know everything we can teach him about biology, don't you? We both know how very important it is!"
"You send my son home right away, Jean. I'll bring him up to date on biology!"
"You sound as if the emergency were sexual, darling," cooed Jean.
Charlene colored. "Well, what if it is?"
"I think it's delightful, darling Charlene," said Jeanv "Don't you think it would look better if I brought him home with me? I can prepare him for-the emergency on the way!"
"Better for whom?" snapped Charlene, her need for sex making her irritable.
"Better for us, darling," whispered Jean. "After all, you and I ought to continue our-our relationship. It would benefit Bart!"
"Just what do you mean by that crack?" asked Charlene.
"A crack is exactly what we should discuss, Charley," giggled Jean. "After all, when I visited you last time, it was only my crack which was made! This time, I think we should assume a completely different posture!"
"Oh, for Chrissakes, don't talk like a damn school teacher. Say what you mean!"
"All right! I'd love to suck your cunt this time!"
There was a sharp gasp from Charlene's end of the phone and then she heard herself reply, "I know you teach at a progressive school, but I'm sure the phone company isn't quite so progressive! You just bring my son home-or send him-but do it immediately, understand?"
Charlene hung up the phone. Even though it was early in the day, she poured herself a large hooker of straight whiskey.
It calmed her nerves somewhat and she decided to take another just as large.
Her pussy was burning and her breasts were throbbing with anticipation. Her nipples extended like a small boy's penis. For a fleeting moment, she thought of awakening Marco to service her rapidly increasing sexual desires, but she decided against it-Marco was beginning to bore her and she would have to do what she threatened-get rid of him.
Anyhow, she wanted her son. That was why she was so hot! The mere fact that she would be committing incest added to her lecherous and lascivious nature.
She rubbed her burning cunt, trying to stifle the itching and longing. But she only succeeded in increasing her passion.
She heard a car drive up and knew that it was too soon for Jean to drive the fifteen miles from school. Then, she heard the bell tinkling at the servant's entrance.
She sipped her drink, waiting for Marie to answer, but after a short time elapsed, the bell rang again.
"Damn!" she thought, "Where in hell is Marie? Why doesn't she answer? That's why she was hired!"
What she didn't know was that Marie had been so thoroughly fucked and sucked by Bart the night before that she was still sound asleep.
Charlene tossed off the remainder of her second drink and she felt the effects of the strong liquor. She marched impatiently through the kitchen to the Trade Entrance. It didn't matter to her that she was wearing only a robe over her otherwise nude body.
She opened the door and saw a tall, black boy who couldn't have been more than eighteen years old standing with a large bag in his huge hands.
Charlene forgot that her robe was open and the black boy could see her large teats. All she could think of was that she had been disturbed.
"What do you want, boy?" she demanded.
The young black boy gaped at Charlene's lovely white teats and his mouth dropped open. He was speechless. Never had he seen a white woman's teats before and none of the black girls he had fooled around with in back alleys had such lascivious and luscious titties!
"What are you staring at, boy?" demanded Charlene. "Haven't you ever seen a woman's titties before?"
The boy trembled with fright and just barely managed to say, "No, ma'am! Never such beautiful big white titties-they're so perfect!"
"Who are you, boy?" demanded Charlene, secretly pleased that the boy admired her body.
"Delivery boy, ma'am. From the butcher."
"What's your name?" asked Charlene.
"Leroy," said the black boy.
"Well, bring that bag inside, Leroy," said Charlene, turning her back on the boy who watched her as she walked to the kitchen table. Her buttocks jiggled enticingly as she walked and his eyes grew larger with admiration for her sexiness.
Leroy ducked his head as he entered the door, otherwise it would have hit the high frame. He put down the bag on the table and Charlene noticed his muscles ripple underneath his thin shirt. She lowered her eyes to his pants. She gasped. Running the entire length of his upper leg to the knee was the bulge of his limp black cock!
He turned to go and Charlene suddenly wanted him to stay-she had to see the young boy's cock-nothing could be as large as it appeared!
"Just a minute. I want to inspect this meat. It hasn't been very good lately."
"Yes, ma'am," said the boy dutifully.
Charlene removed a package from the bag and opened it and unwrapped it. Inside were four beautiful, thick steaks. But Charlene pretended they were unfit for human consumption.
"Just look at that!" stormed Charlene, holding one of the steaks under Leroy's nose. "You call that a piece of meat?"
"No, ma'am," stammered Leroy, not knowing what else to say to this half naked white woman, her titties exposed to his fascinated gaze.
"Neither do I!" fumed Charlene, shaking the piece of meat vigorously, the action opening her robe wider so that Leroy could see her red pubic hairs. His eyes riveted on the spot and he could feel himself getting stiff with passion. But he was in a peculiar spot and he knew it.
He wasn't sure if this red headed beauty was shaking a piece of meat at him suggestively, or whether she was mad at his boss for not sending her better steaks.
But, one way or another, if he only looked, he couldn't get himself into much trouble. So he looked. And wished that he could do more than look.
He began to feel very uncomfortable. His prick was bulging in his pants, burning and itching and shoving at the material. He wanted to reach down and move his cock to relieve the tension he was under.
Charlene turned and threw the steak onto the floor in a simulated rage and Leroy took the opportunity to adjust his cock, pulling the pants material away from his erection.
Charlene turned back just in time to catch him in the act. Her eyes opened wide at the obvious enormity of the boy's prick. She didn't care whether he was black, white, green or blue! She knew he had a huge cock and she wanted to suck one!
Her restraint on herself was at the breaking point. She had looked forward to Bart coming home and sucking his cock! And he still wasn't home. Now, her desperation made her eye this boy of eighteen with desire and lust.
While she felt a certain disgust with her brand new lustful craving, her passion and eroticism overrode it.
"I'll bet your piece of meat is better than that steak!" she said lecherously eyeing his bulging cock.
"Yes, ma'am, it is!" said Leroy, bragging.
"Let's see it!" demanded Charlene, her desire mounting.
Leroy backed away in fright, his eyes growing larger with fear.
"What's the matter?" asked Charlene. "Scared?"
"YES, ma'am!" said Leroy.
"Of what? I'll bet you don't have much-that's why you're scared!" scoffed Charlene.
Her pussy was pounding and burning. She could hardly wait to see this young boy's cock and by the looks of it under his bulging trouser leg, it must be immense!
"Lady," said Leroy, "you forget yourself! I'm black and you're white!"
"What's that got to do with it?" asked Charlene impatiently. She didn't care, black or white, she wanted someone to put out her raging fire!
"Lady," answered Leroy. "I pull out my prick and someone walks in-the first thing you yell is 'black boy rape me'!"
"Oh, balls!" said Charlene, uncontrollably. "Nobody is going to walk in. So let's see if you've got a better piece of meat than your boss sent me!"
Leroy hesitated. He was really scared. But the sight of her white skin so curvy and soft-looking made him forget part of his fright. Clumsily, he gripped the top of his zipper and began to pull on it. His hands shook so much that he could slide it down only a couple of inches, where it stuck. He tugged at it nervously, but it remained snagged.
Charlene's entire being trembled with erotic desire. The drinks had given her added fire and she grew impatient at the spectacle of this tall, young, black boy clumsily tugging at his zipper.
Little beads of perspiration gathered on her forehead and she licked her lips to relieve them of their dryness. Her long, red-tipped fingers clenched and unclenched in nervous restraint. They seemed to be anxious to get at the black boy's rigid staff.
Charlene put a hand under her breast and lifted "it, giving Leroy an eyeful, which made him tug harder at the zipper. He gave it a mighty yank and the zipper came sliding down.
Charlene couldn't wait for him to take out his pecker. She rushed over to him and inserted her hand into his trousers. She gasped as his rigid immensity came into contact with her hand.
"Geez! It feels so big!"
With trembling fingers, she drew out the black beauty and looked down at it. Her senses reeled! It was the biggest, most shiny black cock in the world! It had to be! It was at least twelve inches long and as thick as her wrist! She held it in her hand and squeezed it.
Leroy quivered with passion.
"What a big beauty!" breathed Charlene, thoroughly awed.
"It's big," agreed Leroy, his eyes feasting on her titties.
Charlene ran her hand up and down the rigid, black prick, thrilling to the feel of its smooth hardness.
Leroy gulped and his body shook. "Lady! Lady! If you don't take your hot hand off'n my cock, I'm gonna come all over the whole kitchen!"
"Don't you dare!" shrieked Charlene. She hastily ripped off her robe, revealing her naked body to the black boy.
"Wow!"
She knelt down in front of the boy. "Don't you dare come until I'm ready for your juice!"
"No, ma'am," said Leroy, quaking with both fear and thrill.
She rubbed the head of his black cock against her white titties and he loved the looks of his blackness against her whiteness.
"What're you gonna do?" he timidly asked.
Charlene looked up at him, her eyes glazed, then down at the big, black, shiny cock she was holding in one tiny hand.
"I'm going to put your prick into my mouth and suck it dry!" she said lecherously.
"Ohhh!" quaked Leroy.
"Take off your pants so that I can see all of it!" ordered Charlene.
Leroy slowly unbuckled his trouser belt and let the pants drop around his feet. Charlene hastily pulled down his shorts and looked at the exposed lower body of the tall young black boy.
His legs were too thin for his height and they were hairless and shiny. His balls were two huge sacs, filled with love juice and they hung low. The immense prick which Charlene held in one hand now grew even larger since it had room. Her eyes shone with lechery and she licked her lips at the thought of the lascivious sucking she was going to perform on the huge black cock!
She decided to see how his black prick would look between her large white breasts. Carefully, she placed the black membrane in the valley and squeezed her sensuous breasts against it.
"Lady! Lady!" cried Leroy hoarsely, as he leaped with excitement. "You're gettin' me awful excited. I'm gettin' hotter and hotter!"
"That's the whole idea!" giggled Charlene. She pressed both her breasts against the long black shiny prick laying in the valley between her breasts and began to knead the smooth flesh, massaging his cock with her breast flesh.
The texture of the black boy's cock was smooth and velvety and Charlene bent her head slightly and licked the head of the cock.
"Oohhh, Lady!" moaned Leroy, rolling his eyes wildly. He stared down at the red headed Charlene, so white against his black body, licking at his prick and he wondered just how long he could keep back the torrent of cum he knew would be gushing out of his cock.
He tried to think of other things-delivering meat for the butcher, riding his bicycle, going to night school, anything except that a beautiful red head was kneeling at his feet, licking the tip of his cock, pressing her large breasts against the immense length of its shining blackness!
"Oh, you black beauty!" cooed Charlene to the stiff black cock between her titties. Her red lips opened and she mouthed the very end and licked the slit on the cock-head.
Leroy's thoughts were brought urgently back to the present. He grabbed Charlene's red hair and ran his black fingers through it roughly. Her hair was soft and silky to the touch, not like the kinky short hair of the black girls he'd had previously. The texture felt exciting to his fingers and he yanked her hair again, pulling Charlene's mouth away from his cock-head.
"Oh, don't take away your big black prick from my mouth!" she cried. She put her hands on his muscular, lean buttocks and pulled his body back so that her mouth could again kiss his shiny black cock.
"I'm gettin' hot!" be cried.
"Get hot!" she urged.
She tremblingly opened her mouth wide so that she could receive the immense size and length of the young boy's black prick into her warm, eager throat. Her tongue licked at its hugeness as it slowly slid into her hot licking mouth until it touched her tonsils.
She quivered with erotic passion. This young boy had the biggest prick in the world-and it was black-she was determined to take all of it. There still remained a sizeable length which wasn't in her mouth. She squirmed and moved her head and tongue so that it could slide down her throat, like a sword-swallower.
Leroy's black body shook with the unfamiliar sensation and he began to push her red head down his black wet prick so that it went all the way in.
Charlene gagged on its immense length, but she got past the initial shock of the throbbing membrane in her deep throat and she started to move her head up and down slightly, so that she wouldn't lose the beautiful thrilling sensation of the young boy's immense black prick entirely in her cavern!
The thrill and ecstasy she received from its length was driving her wild! She released her hold on his buttocks and grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently with her red-tipped fingers.
"Lady! Lady!" cried Leroy. "You sure know how to suck a cock! You are the bestest!"
Charlene nodded her head in agreement, the action forcing his black prick to touch new areas in her throat!
She pulled on his balls and he jumped with the sudden, painful shock, partially pulling out his wet cock from Charlene's warm, lascivious mouth. She thought she was going to lose it all and she quickly grabbed his black buttocks and jerked them towards her, swallowing his entire length of black prick again.
Leroy rolled his eyes and his hold on Charlene's red hair became stronger. "Lady!" he cried out hoarsely. "I can't hold back no longer! I gotta come! I gotta come!"
Charlene increased the tempo of sucking on his cock.
"You gonna take my come in your mouth?" asked Leroy breathlessly. "Don't you want me to shove it in your cunt?"
Charlene shook her head. She pulled his buttocks harder against her and his immense prick was completely engulfed in her licking and sucking mouth, all the way down her narrow throat, stretching the muscles until she felt him pulsate that peculiar pulsation which precedes an orgasm!
Leroy bucked and convulsed and his body grew tense as he spewed his hot sperm into Charlene's mouth. It shot down her throat in a stream. She sucked avidly, feeling the love-juice's flavor delicious to her senses! At the same time, she had an orgasm of her own as she drank the black boy's cock-fountain like a thirsty child, slurping it all into her ravenous gullet!
Charlene, thoroughly satiated and fascinated by her first experience of sucking a black cock, slumped to the floor in complete exhaustion from her emotional adventure.
Leroy looked at her lovely white body, her red pubic hair shining brightly and even though he had just come, he was young and virile enough to continue.
"You want me to fuck you, Lady?" he asked.
Charlene gasped in surprise. "You mean NOW?"
"Of course," replied Leroy confidently.
The thought intrigued Charlene and she was about to spread her legs so that Leroy could push his saliva-covered black cock into her pink pussy when she heard a car drive up.
"Not now! Come back tomorrow! My son is coming home!" she said hurriedly.
Leroy raced frantically to pull up his shorts and pants and ran out the back door.
Chapter Five
Charlene hastily washed her face at the kitchen sink and removed the smears of cum from the black boy's cock. She wrapped her robe around her and went towards the front of the house.
She wondered how she would handle her son and his teacher, Jean. Just a short time ago, she had wanted her son's cock so much that she couldn't bear the thought of being without it. Now, after the interlude with the black boy Leroy, her cocksucking appetite was temporarily satiated.
Feeling guilty, Charlene greeted Jean over-enthusiastically. "Hello, darling. It's good to see you again so soon."
"Hello, Charlene," replied Jean, surprised by Charlene's warmth. "Well, you can see that I brought your problem child with me," she added, pointing to Bart.
"Hi, Mom," greeted Bart sheepishly.
Charlene went over to her son and put her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. "Were you a good boy at school today, Bart?"
"Sure!" he said. "But I'm glad you wanted me so much that you called me home."
Jean smiled knowingly, "Just why did you want Bart in such a big hurry, Charlene? Couldn't you wait until he got home from school to hop into bed with him?"
Charlene turned white. "How-what ..."
"Oh, Bart confessed to me that he fucked you yesterday!" said Jean calmly.
Charlene turned on Bart furiously. "Why did you do that?"
"Well, Jean asked me why I was so hot at school today and I just had to tell her about us!"
"For Chrissakes, Bart, are you going to go around baring your soul to every person you meet?"
"He told only me, I'm sure, Charlene! And after all, what difference does it make. I'm very understanding!" assured Jean with a broad smile.
"Hell, how could you be? You sit on that lesbian fence of yours, not knowing which way to jump!"
"Oh, I know!" said Jean. "I know what I want."
"And just what is that?" asked Charlene.
"I want as much fun and excitement out of life as possible!" answered Jean.
"Is that what Bart is taught at school?"
"In a way," admitted Jean. "We teach our pupils that just so long as they don't hurt anyone, anything is permissible!"
"Anything? Then why was he brought home yesterday just because he went around yelling 'Fuck me'?"
"Because we also try to teach our students that a public exhibition of their sexual desires is not the most satisfactory answer."
"You think a private exhibition is more rewarding?" asked Charlene with a glance at Bart, who was looking at both his mother and Jean with lustful and lecherous eyes.
"By far!" responded Jean. "We have deprived Bart of a biology class at school, so don't you think we should make it up to him?"
"What do you have in mind?" asked Charlene, beginning to enjoy the trend of Jean's conversation.
"Well," said Jean, sitting down on the soft and crossing nylon-clad legs. Her mini-skirt slid up, revealing a wide expanse of creamy soft skin. She looked as though she used all the most expensive creams and perfumes and oils. Sleek, sophisticated, a composed young career girl. "I think perhaps he should be afforded the fascinating sight of two naked women. In that way, he can see how beautiful their bodies are. We can also show him that there is more to sex than a cock being shoved into a cunt!"
"I want to be sucked off!" moaned Bart.
"So do I!" whispered Jean, looking at Charlene. "And I also would love to suck your pussy!"
"In front of Bart?"
"Of course! How else can I give him a passing grade in biology?" She giggled at the incongruity of her remark.
Charlene smiled with delight. This was just the kind of game she loved to play. "Why not? He's old enough to know all about sex. He can watch and maybe learn how to please a woman when he gets to suck a cunt!"
"I want my cock sucked!" moaned Bart again.
"Be quiet, Bart!" admonished his mother. "It isn't often that a young boy is treated to the sight of two voluptuous women making love to each other in the nude!"
"But look how hard my cock is!" said Bart, taking it out of his pants and waving it in the air.
"Well, I'm certainly not going to oblige you!" said his mother.
"But it's itching and burning!"
Charlene's thoughts went back to the young black boy's longer, harder cock which she had just sucked to an orgasm. She didn't have any desire to repeat her cocksuck-ing act so soon after being satiated. A sweet cunt would be much more appetizing.
"Jean can suck your cock!" she offered.
"I don't want Jean. I want you!"
Jean was hurt by her rejection and she stripped her clothes to reveal an absolutely gorgeous, voluptuous young body. Her breasts were twin globes of heavenly delight and her long, slender legs were spread wide to show Bart how dainty and appetizing her cunt looked.
Charlene, not to be outdone by Jean's stripping, quickly removed her robe and stood just as naked as the young teacher. She mentally compared their figures and she was proud of the fact that her firm breasts and unwrinkled skin was every bit as enticing as the younger girl's.
"You're beautiful," breathed Jean, her eyes wide with complete admiration for Charlene's sensual body. "And I just adore that red hair over your cunt!"
"I've got red hair over my cock!" boasted Bart.
"Oh, be quiet and just look!" warned Charlene.
Instead of obeying his mother's command, Bart quickly took off all his clothes and was just as naked as the two women.
Neither girl paid any attention to Bart, even though he pranced around the room, waving his cock with his hands and yelling: "I want my cock sucked!"
"You've got the most provocative, enticing, alluring, irresistible teats I've ever seen!" said Jean, tenderly placing a soft hand on one of Charlene's luscious titties.
The gentleness of Jean's hand made Charlene go all lesbian in her thoughts. She wanted and needed the soft, del-icateness of a woman's love after Marco, her son and the black boy.
Bart's eyes grew round with amazement as he saw his lovely red haired mother place her soft red lips tenderly around Jean's erect nipple.
"Hey, what about me?" he asked in frustration, waving his hard cock wildly.
"You can suck my other titty if that will keep you quiet!" said Jean, holding her breast up for his mouth.
"And I want my cock sucked!" moaned Bart petulantly.
"Later, darling boy, later!" promised Jean, opening her luscious lips and wriggling her tongue at him.
Charlene was tenderly lashing at Jean's nipple with her tongue and her hands roamed Jean's voluptuous body with tingling sensations running up her fingertips throughout her body.
Jean reached down and rubbed Charlene's cunt expertly, paying particular attention to the clitoris. Her fingers caressed the soft walls of her vagina and she whispered softly.
"I want to make love with my mouth on your sweet cunt, darling Charley!"
Without waiting for another suggestion, Charlene immediately dropped to the floor, laying on her back and spreading her legs wide so that the sensuous Jean would have easy access to her burning cunt.
Before Jean could make a move, Bart was on his knees and suckling at his mother's breast. Jean, not to be outdone by a mere stripling of a boy, immediately began to suck on the other titty.
Charlene looked at the pair at her breasts, both sucking violently on her nipples.
"Oh, that's so exciting!" she said gleefully.
Jean put her hand on Charlene's thigh and found that she was touching Bart's hand, which was busy caressing the other thigh. Both their hands crept slowly up Charlene's inner thighs, both sucking and probing with their fingers along the sensitive flesh until Charlene's eyes rolled in their sockets and she slowly began to rotate her hips and moan lasciviously.
Bart and Jean increased their sucking on Charlene's titties to such a furious pace that Charlene shivered violently.
"Oh, my body can't stand so much excitement!" she cried as she tried to push the two heads away from her sensitive breasts. Neither Bart nor Jean would budge. Instead, they increased their already furious tempo of suctioning Charlene's nipples, feeling hard erectness filling their mouths, almost as much as a man's cock would.
Jean moved her hand on Charlene's thigh, tickling her tantalizingly close to her cunt. Again, she found Bart's hand moving the same way. Both managed to put two fingers each into Charlene's cunt, stretching it wide.
Charlene squealed with joy. "My mind is going crazy!" she cried. "Both of you are too much for me! But don't stop it! I love it!"
Jean moved her body so that her face was between Charlene's splayed legs, pushed Bart's fingers out of his mother's hot cunt and literally dove into her crotch. She put her sweet red mouth against the cunt-lips which by now were exuding a fragrant aroma of intense passion.
Bart moved so that his cock was against his mother's mouth, but she impatiently pushed it aside. "No, no, Bart, not now! I want to suck Jean's cunt while she licks mine!"
"Oh, Mom, I can't stand it any longer. I've got to have my cock taken care of!"
"Masturbate," snapped Charlene, wriggling her body around so that her face was directly underneath Jean's cunt. She put her mouth against the moist dark-haired cunt-lips and began sucking it wildly.
Jean was doing the same for Charlene and they had what Charlene wanted, a lesbian sixty-nine!
Bart stood up, held his cock in his hands and danced a jig of complete and utter frustration. Moans of desire escaped his dry lips as he saw his mother and teacher sucking each other's cunt. Naked flesh, writhing lasciviously on the floor was no inducement for him to exercise patience.
Charlene groaned with delight. Sweet Jean was licking expertly at her cunt and her fingers were exploring the tight, rubbery rim of her asshole. She, herself, found Jean's cunt a delicate, fragrant suckable hole and her senses reeled with ecstasy. She had one tiny orgasm after another, building up to a big one. She could sense Jean undergoing the same erotic sensation and Charlene found it so different than having some big cock in her mouth!
Jean's tongue licked Charlene's cunt avidly, darting in and out and around and around, making Charlene thrill in sheer, beautiful tingling ecstasy.
Charlene was getting her erotic sensations from licking the sweet tasting morsel of cunt-lips which were trembling with erotic sensations of electric shocks.
Moans of sheer animal ecstasy escaped from both the girl's lips, making Bart insane with lecherous desire. Both cunts and mouths, which could have taken care of his hard cock, were very much occupied and there was only one place for him to shove his cock and gain satisfaction-Jean's rotating ass! His mother's red hair was flowing from under it and he rushed over and lay his body down on top of Jean's back.
She didn't try to stop him, rather she was given an increased amount of erotic tingling from the touch of his cock against the crotch of her ass.
Bart's own buttocks were tickled by his mother's red hair as he frantically parted Jean's buttock cheeks and began to guide his cock into her asshole.
She moved her ass upwards, so that he wouldn't have too much difficulty in effecting a penetration. His mother's face was not only squashed by Jean's cunt, but there was now an added sexual thrill-her son's balls were banging away at her forehead and she raised her hands and began to fondle them. She even helped him to ram home his cock into Jean's asshole.
Jean was in heaven-a cock slowly ramming into her asshole, her mouth on a sweet, fragrant cunt and her own cunt being licked and sucked by a handsome woman. She moaned with erotic lasciviousness.
Charlene could taste the dew drops from Jean's cunt and the flavor and odor were so exotic and pungent that they thrilled her to the very marrow. Her tongue slid around the cunt-lips, partly on Jean's sweet flesh and then partly on Bart's balls.
She was getting quite a strange sensation from the silky smoothness of the cunt-lips and then the hairy, rough texture of her son's balls. Weird and strange, but a perverse feeling which made her own cunt throb and twitch excitingly as Jane's mouth sucked it and tongued it fervently.
Bart was having a wildly new kick with his cock in his teacher's asshole and his balls being sucked by his mother! He groaned with lecherous delight and he explored all the delightful flesh of both girls with his hands.
Finally, he penetrated Jean's asshole all the way and she momentarily lifted her head from Charlene's wet cunt to shriek wildly with lustful joy: "Fuck my asshole, Bart, fuck me!"
Bart's cock was being squeezed and mashed by the tight-rimmed asshole and he felt strange shivers of shock running up and down his spine. He pumped away, buggering his teacher while his mother continued to suck on both Jean's cunt and his balls.
All three of them were like primitive savages, their noises filling the room with moans, groans, sighs and squeals. Their bodies were squirming, cunt against mouth, cock in asshole, fingers on titties, nails digging into soft, sensitive flesh!
Then, with a quickening tempo, Bart pumped his huge cock in and out of Jean's asshole.
"I'm gonna come!" he groaned.
Jean raised her ass as high as she could without taking it away from Charlene's sucking of her cunt. She increased her own wild licking of Charlene's hot, wet, sliding slit. Her finger twisted in Charlene's asshole, her " tongue almost meeting the finger as it twisted and tormented the delicate tissues of the inside of Charlene's ass.
Then Bart, with a roar of uncontrollable relief, began to shoot his load into Jean's willing and eager asshole. Both girls got so excited by his coming that they each had their own BIG orgasm.
All three bucked and jerked and convulsed in the most glorious cuntlapping and asshole fucking the three had ever experienced.
Jean had a vagrant thought as she was coming. "Bart learned more about biology here than he could ever have learned in school!"
Chapter Six
Marie had overslept after all the fucking and sucking she'd taught to and shared with the young Bart. She leaped out of bed, put on her uniform and hurried into the living room to begin her daily chores.
It was quite a sight which greeted her. She saw Bart first, flat on his naked back, his prick wet and covered with lipstick. He was sound asleep, with a smile of contentment on his face. For a moment, she had the most insane desire to lie down between his legs and take his limp penis into her mouth and feel it grow into its gargantuan size and then fuck him awake.
Then, she saw Charlene and Jean, also naked. Their arms were around each other in a close embrace, their breasts mashing each other. The faces of both girls were smeared with lipstick and encrusted with what Marie strongly suspected was the come from each other's cunts.
From the looks and positions of the trio, they must have had a wonderfully wild orgy, shamefully early in the day, but Marie's only regret was that she hadn't been a participant Or at least have been able to watch their actions. She was ever alert to find a new way to make love.
Marie knew that Charlene and Jean didn't have any more parts than she had, but she was curious to see if they were put together any more attractively than her own.
Quietly, she tiptoed over and examined the sleeping girls carefully, noticing their lush breasts, their flat bellies, their long legs, their matted pubic hairs and finally their swollen, pouting pussy-lips. There was the strong, pungent, erotic odor of the aftermath of sex which filled Marie's nostrils enticingly.
She finished her examination, feeling that her body had just as much to offer, if not more. She went over and bent down to awaken Bart, putting her hand over his mouth.
His eyes opened and he started to rise.
"Be quiet, Bart," whispered Marie. "You'll awaken your mother and her-her girl friend! Come to my room. I want to have a long talk with you!"
Without hesitation, Bart rose and followed Marie to her room, where she closed the door and faced him with a stern expression.
"It's none of my business what you do with that big cock of yours, Bart, but if you needed sex so much, couldn't you have come back to me. Or didn't you like the way I sucked your cock? Or didn't you care to fuck me in the cunt? Or in the asshole? Weren't they good enough for you?"
"Oh, sure, Marie, but ... "
"Which of those sex maniacs did you do what to? Your mother or your teacher?"
"I fucked my teacher in the asshole, Marie, but ..."
"So, you prefer sodomy, eh?"
Bart looked sheepish, but he tried to explain. "Marie, I really dig fucking and sucking!"
Marie's face softened and her hand reached over and began to stroke his limp, wrinkled cock. "Aren't you even a little tired after all the fucking and sucking you went through last night with me? Did you need more this morning?"
"Hell, I'm not tired! I think I want to go through life fucking and sucking as many girls and women as I can!" replied Bart with boyish confidence.
"Well, with the size of that prick you've got," said Marie, stroking his prick, "you won't have any difficulty getting a certain type of girl." She sighed. "Didn't I give you enough loving last night to satisfy you until you saw me again?"
"Oh, sure, Marie. But my mother and teacher were handy when my cock got hard. So it was only natural that I get relief from them-wasn't it?"
"Oh, Bart!" again sighed Marie. "One day you'll find discrimination will be very important. Then, you'll realize what a great amount of beauty and ecstasy can come from loving the girl you are fucking. Maybe you don't know it yet, but sex is only partially physical-the rest is mental!"
"You're putting me on, Marie!" scoffed Bart. "For instance, you're playing with my cock right now. Don't try to tell me that it's mental!"
"Not completely," admitted Marie. "But it's not all physical, either. There's something sweet and adorable about you which makes me want to cuddle you in my arms and protect you from all the hurt which life is bound to give you if you think that only your relief and pleasure are important!"
"I don't ... "
"Hush!" said Marie. "You've got a very, very big cock. You will find that girls will do all sorts of wild, crazy things to get a share of that huge prick!"
"Like you did last night?" asked Bart.
Marie was not ashamed of her feelings. "Yes, Bart, like last night! I'm a very sensuous girl and when I saw your huge cock, I just had to have it inside me. That's why I sucked it and let you fuck me in the cunt and in my asshole. I wanted you to know every warm, erogenous zone which will excite a girl. Believe it or not, you were given a very valuable sexual lesson by me last night!"
Bart smiled with boyish conceit. "Just what am I supposed to do about that? Get down on my knees and thank you?"
"Not unless you want to kiss my pussy, Bart. After all, I got so much enjoyment from your love making- amateurish as it was-that you made me have more orgasms than I've ever had with grown men!" She smiled broadly and gave his cock a squeeze. "With a few more lessons about how to treat a girl with that magnificent tool of yours, you'll probably turn into a magnificent and glorious lover!"
"What's wrong with me now?" asked Bart, feeling her hand stroking his cock to be extremely arousing, even though he had just finished fucking Jean in the asshole.
Marie was about to mention the clumsiness and ineptitude which were due to Bart's youth and lack of experience. But she knew how sensitive the boy was and she wanted his huge cock to play with as long as she remained in the employ of his mother.
"Bart," began Marie carefully, "you're young and very, very sensitive. I don't want to say anything which will give you any sort of hangup. You're too nice a boy for me to criticize in any way except constructively. And even then, I'm being a bit selfish, because to many other girls, your huge cock shoved into their cunts, pumped in and out a few times, would make them very happy and contented!"
"What's so different about you that you want me to change?" asked Bart querulously. "After all, you told me last night that I was a great lover!"
"And you were-in a way," insisted Marie. "You see, Bart, some women find the innocence and freshness of a young boy to be exciting and stimulating to their jaded appetites. Why? Because it's something new-something different. And even to me, your sweet innocence and inexperience is exciting! But now I find that you've had "sex with your teacher and your mother! Some of the innocent sweetness has disappeared. It doesn't mean that I want you any the less, it just means that since you are fucking and sucking other girls, you've got to think about doing it more expertly!"
"How come you know so much about sex?"
"First of all, darling Bart, it's because I love sex!"
"Well, so do I!"
"No, darling, you don't love sex, you want sex!"
"I don't see any difference!"
"Not yet, you don't. But after you've learned the finer points, you will learn to love sex for sex's sake. And not only to have an orgasm. An orgasm is merely the culmination of a long series of beautiful and wonderful sensations which are so thrilling that you just can't bear it any longer and the orgasm is merely a release.
"There is just as much of the mind involved in fucking as there is in the body-otherwise, you'd get just as much fun out of shoving your cock into hot mashed potatoes as you would fucking a girl in the cunt. They're both soft and squishy and hot."
"Oh, Marie, now you're making fun!"
"No, I'm not, Bart. I'm deadly serious, even though you think my comparison of hot mashed potatoes to a girl's cunt might be funny!"
"But I think about girls! I think about their cunts! I don't think about mashed potatoes!"
"Of course you don't Bart and I didn't meant to imply that you do. But, let me ask you this-you were with me last night and your lovely cock was big and hard. I sucked it-you fucked me in the cunt and my asshole. Now, today, I find you in the living room with two naked females. Was today better than it was last night?"
"Oh, no, no, no!"
"Well, at least you say the right thing! Tell me, why was it better last night with me?"
Bart thought for a long moment, his thinking somewhat stifled by the lovely, soft hands gently stroking his penis. He looked at Marie's pretty face as she sat on the bed, her mouth just a scant few inches away from his cock.
"Well, today I had to beg to have my cock sucked, which I needed desperately. But mother and Jean were too busy making love to each other to pay any attention to me. Last night, I was all alone with just you and we did all sorts of crazy, wild sexual things!"
"Did they please you?"
"Of course! You made me feel like a man!"
"Yet you didn't once ask me if I was enjoying myself! You didn't take the time or consideration to find out whether I was being excited and gratified by your cock. You just shoved it in my mouth, my cunt and my asshole!"
Bart hung his head in embarrassment. His prick, which had begun to enlarge and swell, grew suddenly limp.
"There! You see how words affect you, Bart!" cried Marie, squeezing his cock lovingly. "You've grown soft. That's exactly what I mean when I try to explain to you that there is much, much more to fucking than shoving your hard cock into my cunt. Words are very important ... ."
"But, I ... "
"Find out if a girl likes to hear words-and what kind of words. Maybe she only wants to hear you say, 'Oh, darling, darling, fuck me, fuck me'-maybe she wants to hear lascivious and lecherous phrases. Each girl is different and if you are going to become the great lover I know you could be, find out where the girl's erogenous zones are. Some girls have it strongest in their cunts, some in their assholes, some in their mouths, some between their breasts. You've just got to find out what form of sexual intercourse a girl prefers. We don't all get ecstatic when you men get on top of us, shove your cock in our cunts, pump it in and out a few times and a couple of minutes later shoot your load into us.
"Then, you moan and groan in exhaustion and probably say that we are an exciting, beautiful fucker! We could be left with an overwhelming desire to have more fucking, more sucking, more play!
"And you men have got to learn that we women, while we have multiple orgasms, we still need that BIG one to satisfy us both emotionally and physically.
"Try to remember what I've told you, Bart-a girl is sharing her mind and body with your mind and body. Use more of your mind-your long, thick cock will always take care of her body. You're different from others-you are endowed with a huge cock which even when it's soft, will satisfy most girls. But just imagine what a sensation you can be if you know how to use that long, thick cock in the manner the girl who is giving you her favors will get the most enjoyment!"
Bart's face was flushed with self-consciousness. "I thought you taught me everything last night."
Marie smiled softly, tenderly. "Darling Bart, I haven't even begun to teach you what I know. Every woman you screw will teach you something, if you just have the intelligence to realize it. The main point I'm trying to make with you is-don't think only of yourself-think of your partner and her pleasure. You'll find that giving her sensations of erotic emotion will increase your own enjoyment and gratification."
"You mean I can get more fun out of fucking and sucking than I'm getting now?"
"Of course!" assured Marie. She looked down at his long, but limp pecker, which was encrusted with the residue of Jean's asshole. "Why don't you go into my bathroom and wash your prick? I'm not particularly fond of putting a dirty cock into my clean mouth."
"Are you telling me that you'd suck my cock after I've had sex with another girl?" asked Bart, absolutely amazed by her very liberal attitude.
"Bart, darling," smiled Marie softly. "I don't care how many women or girls you have just so long as you come back to me and let me love that beautiful cock of yours! Don't get conceited-but it is the most gorgeous, thickest, longest cock I've ever seen or had!"
"It is?"
"Yes and I've told you so, but don't let it go to your head-let it go to my mouth!" giggled Marie.
"I'll be right back!" hastily said Bart, making a dash for Marie's bathroom to wash off his cock.
Marie quickly removed her clothes, gave herself a hasty appraisal in the mirror and was more than satisfied with her reflection. She knew she had an extremely voluptuous body, but it needed taking care of frequently. Her youth and energy was constantly building up an excess of sexual fluids which required a release from their dam.
She carefully brushed her pubic hair so that her cunt-lips were free from any stray wisps. Then, she lay down on the bed and waited for Bart to come back.
She closed her eyes and her over-active sensuous mind began to form pictures of positions which she and Bart would soon indulge themselves in. She thought of many-his huge cock filling her mouth, which was already tasting the salty, exotic flavor-her lying on her stomach with his cock pumping in and out of her asshole, making her have one orgasm after another-his hands toying and caressing her breasts-the last picture was him on top of her with his rigid cock filling her cunt.
Then, her favorite position pushed the other pictures completely out of her imagination-he was lapping her cunt while she was sucking his cock!
This position was the best-sixty-nine! Lovely! Exciting! Exotic!
Long ago, Marie had found that a man coming in her mouth gave her complete sexual freedom. She didn't have to be the slightest bit concerned with becoming pregnant if he came in her cunt. She didn't have to worry about VD.
There was such a wonderful lack of after effects that she had always found herself most passionate and savage and free while she was indulging in sixty-nine!
Bart came back into the bedroom and saw the naked Marie lying on the bed, her legs spread wide, her lovely breasts and satiny flesh a delightful eyeful.
His cock throbbed and he could hardly contain himself from running across the small room and leaping on top of her and plunging his rigid, ready staff into her pink, pouting cunt!
Then, as he walked slowly across the room and Marie opened her eyes and smiled at him, he remembered that he should always ask a girl how she wanted to be made love to.
He was about to ask her for directions when she clenched her fists and said very passionately, "Geez, how I wish you had two of those huge cocks so you could fill my mouth and my cunt at the very same time! That would give me more ecstasy and excitement than anything else!"
Bart made a gesture with his rather long tongue and wriggled it at her lasciviously. "Maybe you can pretend my tongue is another cock and I'll lick your cunt and shove it inside while you are sucking my cock!"
Marie smiled sensuously and writhed her naked, voluptuous body impatiently. "Well, don't stand there, darling lover-boy. Put a little action into your words!"
Bart lay down on the bed beside Marie and they embraced with violence. Their lips hungrily sought each other and they slid their tongues around their mouths. Their hands were fluttering and tingling each other's nakedness-exploring, pinching, kneading, digging their fingernails into sensitive and awakened naked flesh.
Bart's hands were tingling with the exquisite sensation of Marie's flesh and he pulled his mouth away from hers and quickly put it onto one of her luscious breasts. She gasped as he began to tongue it and to nibble expertly on the nipple with his lips and then more urgently with his teeth.
She grabbed his hair and pulled it, groaning and moaning with ecstasy. Their bodies writhed in unison and then he tongued her hot flesh down towards her burning cunt.
She spread her legs wider so that he could put his head between them. He grabbed her body and literally lifted her so that she was on top of him, her cunt directly over his mouth.
He slithered his tongue out and began to lick at the delicate tissues of her cunt-lips. Marie squealed with joy and grabbed his huge erection with both hands and squeezed it. It throbbed and swelled more under the heat of her probing hands.
The flesh felt good to her hands; so good that she slowly moved her hands and kissed the bulbous head. She could feel his groan of intense reaction by the expelling of his hot breath into her cunt. His long, rough tongue seemed to penetrate her almost as deeply as many of her previous love-partner's cocks had been able to do.
She quivered with ecstatic rapture and removed her mouth from the head of his cock long enough to prompt him:
"While your tongue is sucking the walls of my cunt and nibbling at my clitoris, use your fingers in my asshole like another precious cock!"
Without hesitation, Bart, while he continued licking and tongueing her cunt walls and clitoris, tentatively and gently inserted the tips of two fingers into her asshole and began to move them, almost as though he were afraid of damaging her anus.
"No, no, lover!" protested Marie. "Here, do it like this!"
She took two of her long fingers and rammed them into Bart's asshole as deeply as they would go.
He screamed with shock, but Marie twisted and turned her long fingers in his rectum as hard as she could. At the same time, she cried out, "Do it to me that way! Shove your fingers way, way up my asshole while your tongue is licking my cunt!"
She took his throbbing cock into her hot mouth and began to suck furiously. Her legs were clamped around his head and she squeezed her smooth inner thighs against his cheeks, forcing his mouth to cover her entire cunt.
He almost inhaled her delicate, wet cunt-lips into his mouth and began to chew on them while his fingers roughly tormented her asshole.
Marie was in a state of delirious joy. Small waves of minor orgasms shook her body. Bart's huge cock was deep in her throat and his mouth and fingers were giving her such ecstasy that she felt herself on the verge of having a big, big orgasm.
She increased the rotation of her hips, her mouth taking the full gargantuan thickness of Bart's cock into her throat so deep that she could almost sense the tip of it touching his tongue licking inside her womb.
She bucked and quivered violently and her breasts thudded against his shaft, giving him a further erotic sensation.
Their twisting and turning fingers in each other's assholes began to assume a mutual rhythm and their mouths and tongues were like starving gourmets who had been given a rare feast.
Animal sounds of sensuality escaped from their lips, filled as their mouths were with cunt and cock. Their bodies became more and more flushed with the heat of their highly increased blood flow. Their bodies squirmed violently, sliding against the flesh of the other, sending further electric shock waves tingling and pulsating throughout their bodies.
They climaxed in each other's mouths simultaneously with a glorious savage release of emotional stream of sperm and satiated flesh.
Tremors continued to shake their bodies after the last droplet of sperm had been extracted and they lay in the same position for a long time, savoring the taste and flavor of cunt and cock which had been so ecstatic for both of them.
Chapter Seven
Al Reynolds, Bart's father, was not a frequent visitor to the home of his ex-wife. He was a tall, handsome man of forty, with a touch of gray at his temples, giving him an extremely handsome appearance which was enhanced by his brilliant smile and a most gracious manner.
He and Charlene had been divorced for one major reason-sex-or rather, the failure to understand each other about the performance of sex!
Al had a sex drive which was nothing less than terrific. He and Charlene had been married when she was seventeen and he was twenty-one. For the first year of their marriage, Al had been content to faithfully screw only Charlene and be completely satisfied.
But, when Charlene was eighteen, two events happened which caused their eventual divorce.
First, Charlene inherited a very large sum of money which changed her from a willing and agreeable wife into a dictatorial and dominating female.
Second, she became pregnant with Bart. Carrying him in her womb didn't allow for any room for Al's ever-ready cock. Even though they indulged in sodomy, fellatio and cunnilingus, both felt something lacking.
Because Charlene's personality changed so radically after she inherited the money, she tried to put a tight rein on Al. Al, independent and thoroughly masculine, would have none of it.
Their marriage after Bart's birth was a mockery. Al, to demonstrate his independence, would bring home girls at all hours of the day or night and then fuck them in front of Charlene.
To retaliate, Charlene began to-have lovers and the house ceased to be a home.
Al could fuck or suck anytime, anywhere and made no pretense that he was a healthy, exciting, ardent devotee of the erotic and the exotic. Above all, he loved having two girls at the same time.
Charlene, at that time, wasn't capable of sharing her young husband's peculiarities. She had, therefore, divorced him and retained custody of their son Bart.
In the first years of their divorce, Al dutifully visited Bart and brought gifts during the appropriate seasons-Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, birthdays-but after a while, his visits ceased and the gifts were sent by messenger.
To the sensitive Bart, not seeing his father was traumatic since he missed not having a father like other boys.
And Charlene began to have lovers who became younger and younger as she grew older. Even though she was an extremely stunning woman, her wealth frightened men her own age who might have proposed marriage, so Charlene remained the dominating and domineering female which was her only recourse to hide her sensitivity.
Since Al's visits had been so rare throughout the years of Bart's growing up, it was quite a shocking surprise when he chose a time directly following Charlene's lesbian bout with Jean and Bart's wild interlude with Marie to make one of his rare 'fatherly' visits.
Marie was serving drinks to Jean and Charlene in the living room when Al arrived. Bart was sitting in one corner while his mother and teacher discussed his school behavior as though he weren't even there.
Bart was delighted and grateful when his father entered and became more so when he learned the visit was to see him.
Charlene was cool, polite, distant. Jean took her cue from Charlene and seemed to resent the intrusion of Al, who had at one time put his cock into the sweet, delicate cunt of the lovely woman she'd just sucked into an orgasm.
"Well, Bart," said Al cheerfully, accepting a drink from Marie, whom he eyed with interest. "It's been a long time since I've seen you. You've grown into quite a handsome, big young man!"
"Oh," replied Bart, smiling, "I'm big all right, Dad-should I keep calling you 'Dad,' or would it be more appropriate if I called you 'Al'?"
Before Al could reply, Marco entered the living room, clad only in his swimming trunks, the size of his cock obvious underneath the extremely tight shorts. He was about to disappear when he saw the group, but Charlene insisted that he stay.
"Come in, come in, Marco. Have a drink and meet my ex-husband. Al, this is Marco. Isn't he the most handsome and muscular Apollo you've ever seen? And he's just as virile as he looks!"
Al and Marco shook hands. Al was very casual, but Marco seemed quite ill at ease. He took a drink from Marie and almost spilled it before he took a large gulp.
"I see you like them young, too!" said Al to Charlene, then he turned back to Marco. "Don't be so nervous, Apollo," he said in sarcasm. "Charlene and I have been divorced many years and she's perfectly free to have as many Apollos as she can handle!"
Charlene bridled at the caustic reference to her ability as a love partner. "Marco has more ability in bed than you ever had! Even when we were first married and you were young!"
Al smiled calmly. "I'm sure that if you say so, Charlene, it must be so. I have no feelings one way or another about any of your young lovers!"
"Every man I've ever had since our divorce has been better than you. Every one had more to offer me-in every way! Longer, thicker! Why, just look at Marco and you can see how immense he must be!"
"Sorry, Charlene, but Marco's size doesn't either impress me nor does it interest me! He can be bigger than me, or better than me, or whatever-I'm just not concerned!"
While Al was unimpressed by Charlene's tirade against his sexual skill, he did notice that there was a look of bitter disappointment in his son's eyes. Even though he was practically a stranger to the boy, he felt he must vindicate his sexual prowess to his son. After all, every boy should look up to his father-in all things!
"I certainly am not going to stand here arguing with you, Charlene. I came here to see Bart. I find him quite handsome and certainly old enough to make up his own mind about-well, shall we say the facts of life?" He turned to Bart with a broad smile. "Would you like to take a ride with me, Bart? We can talk and get to know each other better."
"Oh, sure!" answered Bart eagerly.
"Just keep him away from those young girls I hear are living with you, Al!" warned Charlene, feeling a twinge of disappointment that Bart was so willing to go with his father. "Try and discuss his behavior at school. Perhaps you might even have some sort of influence on him!"
"Oh, Bart and I'll discuss a lot of things-won't we, Bart?" said Al with a broad grin and a wink.
Bart smiled. He was eager to go with his father, particularly since he noticed the admiring glances which Marie had been casting at him. "I hope so, Al-Dad ... ." He floundered.
"Just call me whatever makes you feel at ease, Bart," said his father. "Let's go."
He took Bart's arm, tossed a casual "See you later" over his shoulder and went out to his car. He got behind the wheel and Bart got in front with him. The car was a racy, foreign sports model and Bart fell in love with it.
"Gee, Dad, this is sure a fast-looking car! Some wheels!"
Al smiled and looked at his handsome young son out of the corner of his eyes. "I like everything fast Bart-cars, horses, girls. Particularly girls! The faster they are, the better I like them. How about you? Have you, had any experience with any of the 'fast' girls in town?"
"Oh, sure!" boasted Bart.
"That's good. Normal. Healthy." agreed Al heartily. "I'd hate to have a son of mine be embarrassed about discussing sex. How is your sex life? Get any good pieces of ass lately?"
"I think so," said Bart. "Of course I haven't been able to compare as many girls as you've probably had."
"I shouldn't think so. After all, I've lived a lot longer than you and I've had more opportunities. But, as a rule, I don't do much talking about sex. I do it! I act! I experience!"
"Do you fuck a lot of girls, Dad?"
"Bart, you're great!" Al roared with amusement. "I love the fact that you come right out and ask me if I fuck a lot of girls. You're a chip off the old block. Why don't we go to my apartment instead of talking about sex. I've always got at least two young, beautiful, sexy girls living with me who do things the way I like them done!"
"Would-would you share one of them with me, Dad?"
"I'll do more than share them, Son," said Al. "I'll show you that your mother's words were so wrong that you'll think them very ridiculous!"
"I understood that you and Mother were divorced because of her having so much money."
"That was one reason, son," agreed Al. "But since your mother and I were divorced, I've become more wealthy than she'll ever be. She didn't look very happy with that 'Apollo' of hers. I think she has to buy her sex and that's not good for any person's ego. Sex should be given freely, not purchased like a piece of meat at a butcher shop."
"You said that you had two young girls usually living with you-are they free?"
"Just wait and see how 'free' they are, Bart!" laughed Al with a broad wink.
"What're they like? Beautiful? Blonde? Brunette? Red-haired like Mother? Tell me about them!"
"Well, the only thing I'll say is that one of them is a young blonde sexpot named Bonnie and she's a model. The other is a younger brunette and her name is Sue Ellen-she's also a model, but just beginning her career. Both of them have so much passion in their sweet young bodies that they're-that's all I'm going to tell you about them. It won't be very long before you find out for yourself!"
Of course, Al could have told his son that Bonnie was a blonde who was hot-blooded, over-sexed, lascivious, a girl who needed sex as much as some people needed food, a girl who went into a frenzy of lecherous magnificence which was awe-inspiring. She screamed, shrieked, bit, slapped, kicked, writhed, wriggled until her hot passions were satisfied.
And Sue Ellen was almost a carbon copy of Bonnie, with the same uncontrollable lust for sex. Al was a man who could not only handle both girls simultaneously, but satisfy both!
Bart remained silent for the rest of the journey to his father's apartment. When they got there, Bart followed his father up the elevator from the basement garage with a feeling that he was going into a situation that promised to be extremely bizarre!
For some strange reason Al wanted desperately to show Bart he was a great lover. He didn't know what was told to him by his mother while he was growing up, but certainly his lack of sexual compatibility with Charlene could have been discussed.
And Al was forty, an age when a son of his own seed seemed to be of the utmost importance-a son who would look up to his own father and love and respect him.
Bart was seventeen, healthy and seemingly normal, so what better gift could his father give him than an around-the-world trip, expertly navigated by two young, lascivious, sexually fantastic girls.
When father and son entered the living room of Al's apartment, a stereo was playing softly. An odor of faint perfume, mingled with the unmistakable aroma of female flesh delicately assailed Bart's nostrils.
The room was dimly lighted, but even so, Bart could see the three or four oversized couches with various sized pillows. There was an attractive bar with six stools at one end of the room with a plentiful supply of liquor on glass shelves behind it.
Seated on one stool was the blonde named Bonnie, attractively attired in a rather sheer hostess gown. Behind the bar, similarly clad, was the brunette Sue Ellen shaking a cocktail in time to the music.
Both girls squealed with joy and ran over to Al and embraced him, kissing him lovingly.
Al looked at Bart and noticed that the two girls were arousing him. A tell-tale bulge was beginning to form its outline in his pants.
"Bonnie-Sue Ellen-this is my son, Bart. I want you to treat him the same way you treat me, understand?"
The two stunning young girls rushed over to Bart and embraced him. They showered him with kisses and pressed their lightly clad bodies against his.
He could feel their firm, young, lush breasts against his body and his cock began to swell even more. He returned the kisses and found himself with Bonnie in his arms, his cock pressed hard against her soft crotch.
Bonnie undulated her body and Bart could feel her . cunt muscles opening and closing around his shaft.
Sue Ellen was rubbing her body against his back, her hand roaming over his firm muscles.
"Let's take off his clothes, Bonnie," squealed Sue Ellen.
"Yeah! He feels so dressed up!"
Bonnie looked at Al and grinned impishly as she rubbed her crotch against Bart's largening cock. "He feels as though his cock is almost as big as yours, Al. Gee, I hope it is!"
"Well, you'll never be able to tell unless you take off his pants, now will you?" smiled Al as he fixed himself a drink and sat down on the couch to observe his two young girls fawning over his son. There was a feeling of paternal pride at the remark of Bonnie that his son had a big cock.
Sue Ellen, her breasts mashed up against Bart's back, whispered in his ear. "What kind of sex do you like best, Bart? Bonnie and I will do it any way you prefer!"
Bart turned his head around slightly so that he could answer, "I'm supposed to ask you! Which way do you like it best?"
"Every way!" giggled Sue Ellen.
"She's right," agreed Bonnie, squeezing her cunt muscles around Bart's shaft. "We're going to take off your clothes and between the two of us, we're not going to leave one inch of your body without some attention being paid to it. Not an inch!"
Bonnie and Sue Ellen gaily began to undress Bart. Al thrust a drink into his hand, looking as pleased as though he were being undressed. Bart gulped down the drink and felt its strong flavor warming his insides and relaxing his mind from any self consciousness. He began to have an extremely affectionate attitude towards his father for treating him like a grown up and for the gift of the two luscious girls.
Al watched his two young girls undress Bart and himself began to remove his clothes. He gasped in admiration when he saw the size of Bart's cock.
Bonnie wrapped her tiny hands around Bart's immense cock and her squeal of surprise startled Sue Ellen. "Sue Ellen! You've just got to come around here in front to believe what I'm holding in my hands! I've got the biggest and hardest cock in the world! Hurry!"
Sue Ellen walked quickly in front of Bart and looked at the amount of cock Bart possessed. Her eyes closed and she almost fainted from sheer delight. "Oh, I've got to put that beautiful prick into my mouth! It must taste gorgeous!"
"Me first!" protested Bonnie.
Bart, with the drink making him brave, said as calmly as he could, "You've both got clothes on. I like my girls to be completely naked. Neither one of you gets to suck my cock unless you take off your clothes."
Bonnie and Sue Ellen almost ripped off their hostess gowns in their hurry to be the first to get naked. Bart could hardly control his admiration for the beauty of their bodies. Both were endowed with lovely large, firm breasts which thrust themselves out from their bodies proudly. Their bellies were flat and their legs long and curvaceous. Their buttocks were graceful arcs of perfect symmetry.
Al watched the three naked youngsters and smiled broadly. He could wait his turn. Right now, all he wanted was his son to know the joy and beauty of having two young girls make love to him at the same time. He wanted his son to experience the erotic, exotic sensations which two girls could give to one man. His own cock was hard and he absent-mindedly stroked it sofdy. He seemed proud of the fact that his son had' such a huge cock, almost as though he alone was responsible for its size.
Bonnie knelt at Bart's feet and took his huge cock in both her tiny hands. "I want to be first to suck your cock. Sue Ellen can have all the rest of you, but I want your cock in my mouth! Ooooooohhh, I've never, never felt anything so thrilling as your hard cock!"
"I'm a better cocksucker than she is," protested Sue Ellen, running her tongue into Bart's ear and swirling it around the small orifice.
He shivered with the sensation and then almost leaped out of his skin as Bonnie put her red lips onto the head of his cock and began to lash her tongue against it.
"Ooooohhhh!" he wailed in complete ecstasy.
Sue Ellen whispered in his ear. "Would you like the double sensation of having my tongue up your asshole while Bonnie is sucking your cock?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
Gently, Sue Ellen pushed Bart onto the floor and then put her head between his buttock cheeks and began to teasingly lick his crotch, carefully avoiding direct contact with his anus.
Bart was going nuts with Bonnie taking his huge cock into her mouth and sucking it while Sue Ellen was licking his rear. He glanced over and saw his father watching with great interest and pride.
"Give him the full treatment, girls!" encouraged Al, still ? stroking his hard cock gently.
Bart was on the verge of asking the two girls to turn around so that he could play with their titties and pussies, but he was beaten to it by Bonnie and Sue Ellen simultaneously switching their positions. He found himself able to reach both their breasts and he began to squeeze their firm, satiny flesh insistently. At the same time, Bonnie's i cunt was throbbing and pulsating directly in front of him.
Bonnie made Hide moans of muffled joy as her mouth pumped up and down his cock, sending charges of electricity throughout his body.
Sue Ellen's tongue found the rim of his asshole and she began to twist and swirl it around and around. He thought he would go completely out of his mind with the double pleasure.
"Take all of his cock in your mouth, Bonnie!" instructed Al. "You've got a deeper throat than that!"
Bonnie momentarily removed her mouth from Bart's long, thick cock and looked at Al. "Honey, with a little practice, I'll bet I could take both your cocks into my mouth at the same time, big as they are!"
Al laughed with delight and Bonnie went back to practically swallowing Bart's long cock. It went deep into her gullet and she contracted her throat muscles, sending waves of thrilling feeling up and down Bart's spine.
Sue Ellen's tongue rammed deep into his asshole and he thought he couldn't stand another sexual sensation, but since Bonnie's pink throbbing cunt was so close to his mouth, he kissed it. The warmth of her vagina hit his nostrils, filling them with their special and exotic odor.
He buried his face in her pubic hair. He could feel the lips of her vagina tremble with desire. They started to quiver under his hot tongue, which slid between her lips. Her whole being shook passionately and her tongue rolled faster and faster around his swollen cock.
Bart's tongue found Bonnie's clitoris and he pressed it hard against the organ. Bonnie's body leaped under the pressure and she began to have small orgasms which further agitated her lascivious and lecherous body.
Sue Ellen's hands were kneading and pressing as much of Bart's buttock cheeks as they could reach and her tongue was slithering in and out of his asshole.
Bart inhaled Bonnie's cunt-lips into his mouth and he could savor the exotic flavor of her juice. He nibbled at her cunt, the friction of his tongue against her clitoris driving her into a state of violent writhing.
Bonnie was reacting more passionately than Sue Ellen because she had the advantage of having her cunt licked while she was sucking on the most tremendous cock she'd ever had in her mouth.
But Sue Ellen was also getting her kicks from pumping her long tongue in and out of Bart's asshole while investigating the rest of his firm young flesh with her fingers. And Bart could feel her lush titties as they tingled against his back.
"Suck his ass good, Sue Ellen!" instructed Al, getting a huge kick out of his son being serviced by his two young girls. "Lick his asshole, Sue Ellen, like you do to me! Both you girls have got educated mouths and tongues and you're using them most lecherously. Go to it, girls!"
Bonnie lifted her legs and caught his head gently so they wouldn't interfere with his movements. The warmth of her thighs around his head added to his delight. He thrust his tongue deep within Bonnie's hot cunt, still keeping contact with her clitoris while her tongue was rolling around and around his long hard and swollen cock.
Bonnie moaned softly, her sensuous body quivering with the exquisite sensation of the erotic sixty-nine she was indulging in with Bart, while she was conscious of Sue Ellen servicing him from the rear.
Al found the picture one of absolute delight and his emotions climbed to a peak and he almost had an orgasm, but he controlled himself, knowing that the girls would take care of him after they finished with his son. He sipped his drink and still stroked his cock as he watched Bart sucking Bonnie's cunt and Bonnie swallowing Bart's cock. Sue Ellen took care of his son's balls and asshole and there was no doubt that in sharing Bonnie and Sue Ellen with his son, he was giving him a gift of sensuous-ness which would perhaps alter his sexual life!
Al listened to the musical sounds of savage passion which all three were uttering and he could tell that Bart was on the verge of coming into Bonnie's mouth. Knowing her as well as he did, he knew she'd already had a series of small orgasms, just as he was sure that Sue Ellen had also experienced them.
Then, his whole body leaned forward with intensity as he saw Bart going through the convulsions of an orgasm. His sperm almost blew Bonnie's head from his cock, but she managed to keep his huge cock in her mouth and I swallow his sperm. Even Sue Ellen had a convulsive reaction while she continued to suck his asshole, her tongue increasing its tempo.
Bonnie's tiny hands kept hold of Bart's, cock as he kept shooting his load into her eager mouth. She trembled as her own emotions responded to the point of almost having a big orgasm. But, that, she was sure would come later. Right now, Bart's cock was the most delicious she'd ever had, including Al's. She had a vagrant thought that she would simply curl up and die if she couldn't have this young giant's cock in her mouth again! She squeezed it gently, trying to force out the last few droplets of his sperm into her mouth. She sucked them in and tasted the flavor on her tongue and it was better than a gourmet feast!
Sue Ellen's hands were very gentle on his balls and her tongue rimming his asshole was rotating very, very slowly. She knew that he'd shot his load into Bonnie's mouth and that at the moment, his whole body was sensitive.
"Did you like it, Son?" asked Al.
Bart had hardly enough energy to lift his head from the floor and look over at his father. His eyes were glazed and he found enough strength to whisper, "The best! This I dig!"
"Great," said Al, taking another drink. "All right, girls, here's a drink for each of you. That'll give you some quick and necessary energy."
"Gee, honey," said Bonnie enthusiastically, taking her drink. "You think of everything!" She sipped her drink as Al fixed a strong drink for Bart. She leaned over and kissed Bart's limp, wet cock with a lingering suctioning motion. "I hope you're not all through! Sue Ellen and I are just warming up!"
Bart took the drink from his father and stared at Bonnie in disbelief.
"That's right, Bart darling," agreed Sue Ellen. "Bonnie and I go on for hours with your dad like this. He loves the way we fuck and suck. He just can't seem to get enough of the both of us at the same time!"
"For hours?!" weakly asked Bart, looking at his father in amazement.
"Sure! Al has the staying powers of a bull elephant. He can stay hard for the longest time. He makes Bonnie and I have lots and lots of crazy orgasms. We come so much with him!"
Bart's face fell and reflected his disappointment. "Wasn't I-I mean, didn't I make either of you come?"
Both girls spoke simultaneously.
"Oh, sure, sure!"
"Of course!"
Al sensed his son's feeling of inadequacy and wisely spoke up with what he hoped were words of conciliation. "What the girls mean, Bart, is that I'm so used to fucking and sucking them that it takes me longer to come. You found them so exciting that you shot your load quicker than I would have, but that doesn't mean that you're not a great lover! Don't let the girls tease you-you've got a big cock, bigger than mine even and all you need is a little more experience to make you last longer! Why, I'm sure that in no time at all, with my guidance, of course, that you'll wear out these two teasing bitches until they can't move their cocksucking mouths or their fucking cunts no matter how hard you stay!"
Bart felt a sense of assurance and the girls giggled.
"Bonnie," said Sue Ellen devilishly, "let's show them just what kind of teasing bitches we truly are!"
"What've you got in mind, Sue Ellen?" asked Bonnie, a glint in her eyes.
"Let's show Bart that we can make his father come in lots less time than he's bragging about!"
"I'm with you!" shrieked Bonnie.
Both girls leaped to their feet, their luscious breasts jiggling wildly as they ran towards the naked Al. Al pretended to be frightened by the rush of the girls and he backed away until he fell on the couch.
Bonnie straddled his face and almost suffocated him by forcing her cunt against his mouth.
Sue Ellen spread her legs wide and grabbed Al's rigid cock and rammed it into her cunt. She began to pump her ass up and down at the same time Bonnie slid her cunt-lips across Al's face.
Bart watched the two girls, their lovely naked bodies on top of his father, writhing and pumping furiously and he felt a faint stirring of his limp penis. He didn't feel that he was going to get hard again, but the sight of his father sucking on Bonnie's cunt and his cock sliding in and out of Sue Ellen's tight cunt did give him a wonderfully erotic feeling of excitement which he realized came from just watching someone else having sex!
"Rub your cunt in his face, honey!" said Sue Ellen to Bonnie, "We're going to make him come before he knows it!" She constricted her vaginal muscles and they tightened around Al's cock almost as though she were sucking him off.
Al was going wild. He had been watching the two girls as they had serviced Bart and his mental attitude had been one of erotic arousement and he had been close to an orgasm from just watching. Now, these two lovely young bitches with their educated ways were making him so wildly passionate that he felt himself on the verge of coming. He tried to hold back, just to prove to his son that he could last a long time, but Sue Ellen's cunt was so tightly pressed against his whole shaft and Bonnie's cunt was sliding so beautifully across his mouth and lips that he felt himself bucking and convulsing.
"We got him!" squealed Sue Ellen, feeling the cock in her cunt swelling enormously.
"And he's got me ready to come, too!" shrieked Bonnie, sliding her cunt across Al's face wildly, more furiously. Her face was all screwed up in a gesture of passionate emotion and it was evident to the fascinated Bart that she was going to come again.
Bart continued to watch his father's cock appear and disappear deep into Sue Ellen's cunt. The three of them were a sight which Bart had never witnessed before and his blood raced with pleasure. He found he was getting almost as much enjoyment from just watching as he had gotten from doing-almost, but not quite! But, it was so damned exciting seeing the fucking and sucking and then when his father's body began to shake wildly, he saw Sue Ellen's cunt-lips spread wide by the thickness of his father's cock and she retained the entire length and slid back and forth, milking it dry of his orgasm.
Bonnie screamed, kicked, hit her tiny fists on the floor as she came in Al's mouth and Bart could also sense that Sue Ellen was having an orgasm.
Wild, savage, primitive! Bart was proud of his father for being able to take on two girls at the same time, not realizing that he had done the same thing such a short time ago!
Chapter Eight
It was three in the morning when Bart finally left his father's apartment. He felt as though he had experienced the ultimate in sex with Bonnie and Sue Ellen. What he couldn't quite get over was how extremely natural it had been to be naked, fucking and sucking two girls-the same two girls his father shared with him unselfishishly.
He regretted all the years his father had been divorced from his mother. He could have been having fun like tonight for years and by this time he surely would, be a magnificent lover!
In a way, he was certain that his mother was at fault. She should have been more cooperative with his father. Then, perhaps, he would still be living at home. And they could all be a happy, sex-oriented family, with no hangups.
Charlene was of a different mind. She was pacing the floor, waiting for Bart to come home. Her recent incestuous bout with her son had left her craving more. She resented the fact that Al could have come back into their lives so casually and then to keep him out until such a late hour.
She poured herself another drink and realized that perhaps it wasn't Al keeping Bart out until three o'clock which worried her, but what Bart was doing!
Supposing her ex-husband had introduced her son to the type of sexual indulgence which she knew was Al's bag? Then, she would lose Bart and his gargantuan cock! And so soon after she had first enjoyed its tremendous size!
She licked her lips and could almost taste her son's cock! She became very lecherous in her thoughts. Her cunt burned and itched for a cock and while she could have gone into Marco's room and relieved herself, that wasn't what she wanted. She was getting a bit bored and restless with Marco's youthful sameness. He had no imagination, no skill, no finesse, no originality-just a big cock!
But even that wasn't as huge as her son's! She took another drink. Her nerves were screaming and she rubbed her crotch with trembling fingers to relieve the burning sensation in her flaming cunt.
She heard the squealing of brakes and she hurriedly ran to a mirror and looked at herself. She gave her hair a few strokes to make it look more presentable. Its flaming redness gave her flushed face an even deeper crimson, 'and gave her beauty an added attraction. Her body felt voluptuous and enticing under her sheer robe as she ran her hands down her sides, feeling the smoothness of her flesh. She became confident that she was equipped with an abundance of appeal for any male.
Bart came in the front door and started upstairs without noticing his mother in the living room. Charlene was about to call out and stop him, but she cleverly decided to wait until he was in his bedroom and undressed before she confronted him. She heard him open his bedroom door and she practically gulped down a very large drink. It gave her a glow, but it also made her more horny for her son's cock.
She walked up the stairs to Bart's bedroom and entered without bothering to knock. Bart was, by this time, completely naked and he put his hands in front of his limp cock as though he wanted to hide its nakedness from his mother.
"Where in hell have you been?" she demanded.
"I went out with Dad. You know that, Mom!" said Bart, puzzled by the vehemence in his mother's question.
"Of course I do, but what did you do with him until after three in the morning?"
Bart smiled mischievously. "Oh, Dad tried to make up for lost time!"
Charlene had to fight two separate emotions-anger and resentment against her ex-husband and her lecherous thoughts at the sight of her naked son. Her cunt was afire. Her blood was racing. Her memory bank was serving her sensuous nature with thoughts of her son's immense cock, which he so foolishly and childishly was trying to hide from her.
"Why are you trying to hide your cock from me?" she demanded in a hoarse voice. "Have you got anything wrong with it? Did your father get you into some mess?"
Bart smiled again. "No, Mother, no mess! Dad and I had a very, very good time!"
"What'd you do?"
"That's our secret!"
"Don't you get fresh with me, young man! After all, I'm still your mother and if you're not more respectful, I'll take you over my knee and spank your bare bottom!"
"Aw, Mom! You wouldn't do that!"
"Wouldn't I!" said Charlene, an unholy gleam in her eyes as she looked her tall, handsome young son up and down. "Take your hands away from your cock! And why are you trying to hide it from me? You didn't answer me before."
"Well, if you must know, Mother-Dad and I had a ball with two young chicks. We screwed and sucked and it was groovy!"
"Bart!"
"Well, you asked me!"
"You're not going to turn into a man like your father!" warned Charlene.
"Geez, I hope so, Mom! He has a lot of fun out of life and I sure like his style!"
Charlene tossed her red head defiantly. "You've got a lot to learn about women, boy! Just because you have an immense prick, you think that's all you have to have to please and satisfy a hot sensuous woman?"
"Didn't I satisfy you, Mom?" slyly asked Bart, with a big grin on his face.
"No, you certainly did not!" retorted Charlene. She walked slowly towards him, her voluptuous figure clearly revealed under her sheer robe. "Bend over the bed!" she ordered.
"Why, Mom?"
"You're going to be spanked for fucking and sucking those 'two young chicks'!"
"You're jealous!" grinned Bart devilishly.
"You'd better bend over the bed before I use something beside my hand to spank you!" warned Charlene, taking him by the arm and literally throwing him face down on the bed.
Bart thrust his hands in front of him to break his fall. He lay on the bed with his feet on the floor and his legs spread wide.
Charlene licked her lips sensuously as she saw his young, muscular buttock cheeks, his cock and balls hanging down between them. She raised her hand and spanked him hard across both cheeks, the force of the blow making her hand smart.
"Oooowwww!" yelled Bart, putting one hand onto his cheeks. "That hurt, Mommy!"
"I haven't even started yet, my cunt chasing young man! Here's another!"
The second blow to his buttocks was harder than the first and he yowled in agony. She found a strange, perverse delight in his suffering and continued to spank him hard on the buttocks, knowing full well that if he had a good spanking, it would make his cock big and hard.
She peeked between his legs to see if his prick was getting any larger, but it was still limp. She smacked him again, leaving the imprint of her hand outlined on one cheek.
"Oowww, Mommy! That really hurts and I don't think I deserve to be spanked, just because I was with Dad!"
"Your Dad has nothing to do with my spanking you, Bart!" admonished Charlene, her body beginning to give off an odor of a woman in heat, which the spanking had done to her. She felt if she didn't make Bart's cock big and hard, she would be less than sensuous.
She spanked harder, almost beating out a rhythm on his now red splotched buttock cheeks. Her efforts were finally rewarded as she saw his cock spring into the most beautiful, gargantuan size-hard, swollen, ready for whichever position she wanted to assume.
Bart was amazed at his reaction to the spanking! He liked it! It was making him hot and hard again. He thought he was completely worn out by Bonnie and Sue Ellen, yet the spanking was doing strange and wonderful things to his libido.
He felt his mother kneel down behind him and put one of her luscious breasts between his buttock cheeks, then reach around and grab his cock in her hot hand.
"What're you going to do, Mom?"
"Be quiet! I haven't made up my mind yet, but you're going to find out that if I want your cock in my mouth, or in my cunt, or up my asshole, it had better stay hard for whichever way I want to do it! Right now, I'm getting a kick out of having the nipple of my titty pressing against your asshole and holding your beautiful long hard cock in my hand!"
Bart tried to turn around to watch his mother, but he found the position uncomfortable. She was kissing his cheeks where she had spanked him, running her tongue along the places which were smarting.
Her hand began to stroke his cock back and forth as she kissed his cheeks, shoving her titty-nipple against his rectum. It felt awfully good to Bart, but he wanted more. He wanted the feeling of having two girls at the same time, just like his father had taught him!
"I want another girl, Mom!"
Charlene was so startled by the remark that she dropped her hand from his hard cock and raised her titty away from the warm, sensuous crevice between his cheeks.
"You want WHAT? Another girl!?"
"Yes!"
"You mean I'm not sexy enough for you?"
"That's not what I mean, Mom. You're sexy. I just want to have two girls at the same time!"
Charlene stood up and raised her hand. This time, she spanked him so hard that he screamed with pain.
He leaped to his feet, his cock still hard and erect, but there were tears of frustration in his eyes.
"You hit me on the balls that time, Mom!" he said with resentment. "You hurt me!"
"Next time, I'll hit your cock so hard that it'll smart for a week if you make any more remarks about fucking another girl while I'm making love to you!"
"You want me a lot, don't you, Mom?"
Charlene looked at the huge, delicious cock standing so proud and erect just for her. "My mouth and cunt are trying to decide which one is going to swallow your big cock!"
She knelt at his feet and reached out to take his cock and put it into her mouth, but he backed away from her.
"No! I don't want you to suck my cock. I want to put it in your cunt!"
"All right, Son," agreed Charlene, hurriedly getting up from her knees, ripping off her gown and flopping quickly on the bed. She spread her legs wide and held out her arms to him. Her expression was intense. She could feel her cunt-lips throbbing and the sensation went right to the pit of her stomach.
Bart watched her as she lifted her legs higher so that he could see both her asshole and cunt.
"Fuck me! Take that big cock and put it in either hole! My ass or my cunt! Fuck me!"
Bart's mind was racing furiously. His mother's voluptuous body lay bare and ready for him, no matter which way he wanted to fuck her. He could hardly refrain from putting his hard cock into her soft, pink cunt. But he was going through a rather strange mental process. His dad had shown him the intensity of passion by sharing Bonnie and Sue Ellen with him and it had taught him fucking a cunt and sucking a cunt at the same time was the height of sensuousness. And he was old enough now to make a stand with his mother. If he did what she wanted now, he would never get loose from her apron-strings.
"I told you I wanted another girl, Mother!"
"Oh, please, please, Bart! Don't make me beg you for I that big cock! Fuck me before I go nuts! Screw me! Or let me suck your cock if that's what you want!"
"No, Mother! I want to fuck a cunt and suck a cunt at the same time! And you don't have two cunts!"
Charlene raised her head from the pillow and her eyes blazed with repressed anger. "Where in hell are we going to get another girl at three o'clock in the morning? Be reasonable, Bart, I'll give you so much fucking and suck-ing that you'll not need another girl!" She made a gesture to grab his cock again, but he backed away quickly.
"We can get Marie!" he said.
"My maid? Bart, are you crazy? Marie wouldn't consent to such an act!"
"Wouldn't she!" crowed Bart. "Get on the intercom and tell her to hurry up here for some fun. Then we'll see how quickly she'll join us!"
Charlene hesitated for a moment, but after she looked at Bart's huge, erect cock, she decided to flip the switch. A few moments later, Marie's sleepy voice answered.
"Oh, Bart, I'm in bed. Let me ... "
"This is not Bart," said Charlene. "Marie, come up to his bedroom right away. And don't bother to dress!"
"Yes, ma'am!" replied Marie in a more alert voice.
Charlene snapped down the switch and looked balefully at her son, who couldn't resist a smile of triumph.
"Have you been screwing Marie?" she demanded to know.
"What if I have, Mother?" he replied casually. "You didn't say anything when I fucked Jean!"
"That's different!" said Charlene. "Jean's a teacher and Marie is only a maid!"
"Why, Mother! I didn't realize you were such a snob!"
Charlene blushed crimson. "I am not a snob, Bart! I just meant that if you're going to fuck any girl that comes along, you may as well pick them from a loftier position than a mere household maid!"
Bart smiled crookedly. "And what kind of lofty position does Marco have, Mother?"
Bart had really touched a sore spot with Charlene. She was only too aware that having Marco live in the house, buying him expensive gifts, clothes and giving him an 'allowance' made her appear as though she had to buy all her sex.
She felt trapped. Her son was becoming more than she could handle verbally. Tears welled into her eyes.
Bart's heart melted. After all, she was his mother and she also would quickly become his sex partner. There was nothing to be gained by causing her any more torment. But he was rather pleased to find that he could become master of a situation just by being naked and having a big, hard cock!
"Mother," said Bart softly, "why don't you take my cock in your mouth and make it nice and wet. Then, when Marie gets here, I can begin to fuck you right away!"
"Oh, yes, yes!" cried Charlene happily. She immediately fell to her knees in front of Bart. Her breasts swayed delightfully, making Bart's cock throb. "I'll die if I don't have your cock inside me!"
Her hands held his huge cock and she darted her tongue out and licked the tip of his prick.
Bart grabbed her red hair and pulled her head away. "Beg me for it!" he ordered.
"Oh, please, please let me have your big cock!" she pleaded. Her fingers tightened around his cock until he felt that the throbbing would make him lose his load. He could feel her hot breath on it and her fingers stroking the skin back and forth, back and forth. His knees buckled with a near weakness from the excitement. But, just as she opened her mouth to receive his hard cock, Marie walked into the bedroom.
"Ooohhh, excuse me!" she said, her eyes wide with surprise at the erotic scene. She had thrown a sheer robe over her nakedness and hadn't even bothered to wrap it around her. Her luscious and delicious breasts were delightfully exposed, as was her dark pubic hair. She stood as though hypnotized.
Bart smiled at her and gestured to his kneeling mother. "Come on in, Marie. How'd you like to be part of the scene?"
Marie looked at Charlene, who had by this time, avidly and hungrily taken all of Bart's huge cock into her mouth. She was toying with his balls and her head pumped back and forth in a cocksucking frenzy.
Marie wasn't so much shocked by the scene as she was surprised that Charlene would consent to having her son shared. After all, Charlene was mistress of the house and she was only a maid. But, by the looks of Charlene's obvious cocksucking enjoyment, she did not care if Marie knew of the incestuous arrangement with her own son.
"Just where am I supposed to fit?" demanded Marie. "Your mother is sucking your cock, so what am I supposed to do? Stand here and watch?"
"No, Marie," said Charlene, reluctantly removing her mouth from her son's hard cock, leaving traces of saliva and lipstick smeared along his length. "Bart wants two girls at the same time! He is on some ... "
Marie's eyes opened wide with surprise. "Two?"
"Sure!" said Bart. "What's wrong with wanting two girls?"
"Nothing," replied Marie. "But I sure don't intend to be awakened at four in the morning and get the short end of the stick!"
"What did I tell you?" said Charlene happily. "Marie doesn't need or want you! She's too young and pretty to be in any desperate condition. Let Mommy take care of your big, sweet cock, Bart honey!"
Charlene put her mouth back onto Bart's cock and began to suck on it, her hands moving the skin back and forth.
Marie stared at Charlene's amazing act with an envious glance. She would love to be in her position, but she couldn't very well tell the mistress of the house to stop sucking her son's cock-that she wanted to do it! She made a move to leave the bedroom and go back to her own room.
"Where are you going, Marie?" asked Bart quickly.
"Back to my room! There doesn't seem to be any place here for me!"
'Good,' thought Charlene, 'now I can have this beautiful big cock all to myself!'
"There sure is a place for you, Marie," said Bart, pushing his mother's head away from his cock. "Wouldn't you love to have me suck your cunt while I shove my cock into Mom's pussy?"
Marie's cunt began to twitch at the thought of having it sucked by Bart. There was something wild about his suggestion that he suck her cunt while he fucked his mother! Strange! Perverse! Crazy! Incestuous! But fun! She smiled eagerly.
"You want me to show you the best way to do that, darling?" she asked, quickly removing her robe and standing gloriously naked, her flesh rosy and flushed with lascivious expectancy in performing the unusual act.
"I know the best way!" bragged Bart. "Dad showed me how!"
"Your Dad must be a lot of fun," giggled Marie.
"He's a bastard!" muttered Charlene, unhappy at the treatment by Bart of pushing her away from his deliriously hard cock and denying her the pleasure of sucking it.
"What position did he show you, Bart?" asked Marie eagerly, ignoring Charlene's remark.
"I'll show you. Come on, Mom, get up off your knees. We'll all get on the bed. I'll lie flat on my back. Marie, you get on my face, so I can suck your cunt. Mom, you get on my cock facing Marie. I'll fuck you in the cunt and maybe the two of you can play with each other's titties like Bonnie and Sue Ellen did at Dad's place!"
"You sound just like your father!" said Charlene.
"Thanks, Mom!"
"I didn't mean it as a compliment, Bart," snapped Charlene, annoyed by Bart's domination of the scene.
"I took it as such. Now, how about cutting out all this conversation and getting down to the fun?"
Marie giggled, "I'm all for it!"
Charlene eyed Marie's voluptuous titties and the rest of her magnificent nude body. She liked what she was looking at and quickly forgot all about her ex-husband. "You've got a terrific figure, Marie. It's a shame you've been hiding it under your maid's uniform all this time!"
Marie responded happily to the compliment. "You've got a glorious figure, too! I wish I had your titties!"
Charlene lifted her breasts proudly and whispered, "Anytime, Marie, anytime!"
Bart had gotten onto the bed, lying on his back, his cock sticking up straight into the air. He wailed urgently, "Come on! Come on! Let's get on with the fucking and sucking!"
Charlene looked at her son sprawled indecently on the bed and shook her head in mock sorrow. "You'd think he was asking for his bottle instead of inviting two naked females to bed to fuck and suck!"
Marie smiled understandingly. "I agree with you, but that's no baby on the bed-not with that hard gargantuan cock!"
Charlene looked at her son proudly. "It is a beauty, isn't it?" She turned back to Marie and said hesitatingly, "I hope you don't mind if he fucks me and sucks your cunt. You do like to have your cunt sucked, don't you?"
Marie smiled broadly. "I love it! And I'm proud to say that I had a part in showing Bart the best way to use his mouth and tongue on a woman's vagina and clitoris!"
"If he's as good sucking as he is fucking ... " Charlene started to say.
"Oh, knock it off! Let's get going with it instead of talking about it!" said Bart, his cock throbbing unmercifully at the sight of two naked females discussing just how good or bad he was. "You are going to talk me right out of doing anything!"
"We can't have that!" said Marie quickly. She hurriedly moved over to the bed and straddled Bart's face to keep him from protesting any more. Her cunt sank softly, moist-ly onto his face and he pushed his tongue out and began to lick her vagina lips with a ravenous gesture.
Charlene lowered herself slowly onto Bart's erect cock, her cunt-lips spreading wide with the thickness of his flesh. She moaned softly, glorying in the intense feeling she was getting from the enormous size of his shaft sliding inch by inch into her receptive cunt. She took all of it and their pubic hairs began to shoot off tiny sparks of static electricity.
"Oh, God, this is so good!" moaned Charlene, her body wiggling simuously on his cock.
"His tongue is good, too!" agreed Marie, sliding her pussy on Bart's face with abandoned lechery.
The girls looked at each other with glazed eyes and then Marie, still writhing her cunt on Bart's mouth, leaned forward and took one of Charlene's titties in her hand and began to caress it expertly.
Charlene gasped with delight at the added sensation of having her breast fondled. She, in turn, did the same sensuous gesture to Marie's breast.
"Oooohhhh, that feels so good!" squealed Charlene, reveling in Bart's cock deep in her womb, its thickness touching every erogenous zone of her vagina and womb. Her mouth trembled and she realized that she wanted to take Marie's luscious titty in her mouth and suck on it as though it were another penis. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and took the delicious globe in her mouth and her tongue lashed furiously at the erect, coral-tipped nipple.
"OOooohhh!" moaned Marie. "Suck my titty! How thrilling! I feel so lecherous with a mouth sucking my cunt and another one sucking my titty!"
Bart could hear Marie's words and he knew that his mother had lost her snobbishness and was sucking on her maid's titty. He wriggled his ass and could feel her cunt respond to his motions. Her cunt-lips expanded and contracted around his long shaft, almost as if she had another mouth!
Marie loved the feeling of having her cunt sucked by the now expert Bart, her titty sucked by the very expert Charlene. Her hands toyed with both of Charlene's breasts, making both their nipples stand out erect like two tiny cocks. She could feel herself having a little orgasm and it came in a tiny wave of flooding emotion. It trickled from her womb into Bart's mouth like a small rivulet of love juice.
Bart sensed that the moisture he was sucking into his mouth from Marie's cunt was now a little thicker, a little more creamy and had a different flavor! He increased his suctioning, trying to drain every drop into his mouth. His fingers explored Marie's bottom, lifting and pulling her buttock cheeks so that the pressure would be strong and then gently tingling on Marie's cunt.
Charlene felt Marie's fingers pinch her erect nipple and she moaned with delight at the sensation. Her ass was busy rotating around and around Bart's cock while her hot mouth tried to inhale as much of Marie's delicious, smooth, creamy breast flesh as it could manage.
"OOooohhhhh," squealed Marie, who was the only one able to voice any sort of intelligible sound. "I feel gooooood! What a crazy, wild, wonderful way to have sex! A man sucking my cunt and a girl sucking my titty!"
Her words gave both Charlene and Bart the same intense feeling of lascivious abandon. They nibbled and chewed-Charlene on Marie's breast and Bart on her cunt!
Bart could feel his mother's orgasms as they happened. They made her cunt wetter and stickier and added another thrill to his being.
Then, he felt both girls increasing the tempo of their body movements and he realized that they were on the verge of having a big orgasm.
He moved his hips wildly and his cock churned inside his mother's cunt, giving it a friction which made his libido increase its need to climax. He moaned his hot breath into Marie's cunt, the heat penetrating deep into her womb. He could hear her moan with delightful lechery. Then, both girls began to buck and convulse and groan in the throes of having their big climax!
He felt his own nerves screaming for release and suddenly all three simultaneously released their pent up emotions in a deluge of come. Bart's shooting from his hard cock into his mother's womb, joining her creamy fluid. Marie's lovely, erotic, flavorful love juice went into Bart's mouth and the three writhed and moaned in a magnificent, savage orgasm of great proportions!
Chapter Nine
The following days brought out a completely new Bart. He felt that his ability to screw both his mother and Marie gave him rights as head of the household.
Charlene went along with Bart's attitude because she was having the time of her life. She was radiantly happy. Her sexual needs were no longer being serviced only by a gigolo and she did not have guilt feelings about not being able to get a man without paying for him!
Marco was very aware of the change and he tried to make Charlene hot for him only again, strutting and posturing in his skimpy swim trunks when they were by the side of the swimming pool. But Charlene had to pretend to be indifferent, particularly since Bart made an issue of Marco's staying away from his mother!
Bart wanted to get rid of Marco, telling his mother that he'd rather have her gigolo out of the house.
But Charlene couldn't bring herself to go that far. After all, as she explained to Bart, Marco was just as important to her as Marie was to him. And she wasn't making an issue of Marie having to leave the house!
She and Bart were lying by the side of the pool in the hot sun, their swim suits abbreviated to expose a lot of succulent flesh to be tanned by the California sun. Marie had just served them cold drinks and had gone back into the house to prepare their dinner.
"Getting rid of Marie is different than kicking out Marco!" said Bart. "Marie works for her money by cleaning the house and cooking. When she's in bed, giving her cunt and mouth to me, she's doing it out of love and not for money and presents!"
"Well, you should consider yourself a very lucky young man!" said Charlene. "You're young and you've got the biggest prick I've ever seen. Nobody can beat that combination! You've got everything going for you. Me, I'm not in a position where I meet a lot of people and I'm not getting any younger!"
"Why don't you ask Dad to come back home?" suggested Bart, thinking that his mother would jump at the suggestion.
"Hell, honey, your Dad is older than I am! And he's certainly not going to be able to keep up with my sexual needs! Not at his age!" retorted Charlene derisively.
Bart laughed. "You wouldn't say that if you saw him with Bonnie and Sue Ellen! He screwed both of them at the same time and they were more than satisfied. And they're young-about my age. They're healthy and they sure love to fuck and suck! Hell, they were a pair of sex experts with Dad and myself. They loved sex so much they even sucked each other's cunts after they were through with us! They're just great to be with!"
In spite of her outward derision of Al, Charlene felt a twinge of pain that her ex-husband could be sexually potent and strong enough to take on two young girls at the same time! She couldn't accuse him of buying their favors, because she would be admitting her own short-coming with Marco.
"I think we'd better forget about your Dad coming back to live with us. Outside of seeing you, he has no reason to return. He's now free to do what he wants to do whenever he feels like it and he might feel restricted here."
Bart became thoughtful and his young face momentarily looked years older. "What if he knew he could do the same thing here at home?" he asked. "Wouldn't it be good for me to have a father and you a husband?"
"I don't think he'd approve of my having Marco around, Bart," replied Charlene. "Even you want to have me get rid of him!"
"I think Dad is more capable of making you just as happy as you say Marco does!"
"I'm not sure of that, honey. Your Dad and I were not the greatest lovers since Tristan and Isolde! There was a spark lacking when we fucked-a sense of being transported on clouds of lascivious ecstasy which I need when I fuck a man!"
"Do I put you on clouds of lascivious ecstasy, Mom?" asked Bart devilishly.
Charlene stared at her son with approval. "Honey, you and I have been incestuous. That act alone is so tremendously exciting and wanton that I couldn't live without your big cock filling my cunt, or my mouth, or my asshole-but most of all, it fills my mind! Even the thought of losing your big cock and its love-making beauty gives me a feeling of loneliness. I just couldn't bear it! You're not thinking of going away, are you, my darling Bart?"
"Well," replied Bart with slow deliberation. "I'm sure Dad would be delighted to have me live with him-and Bonnie and Sue Ellen!"
"Oh, Bart, you're cruel! First, it's my maid Marie that you have to be shared with. Now, it's two other young girls!" She was stunned by the very thought of losing him and she looked as though she would weep. "I don't want you to leave me, Bart. Don't you find me attractive enough and expert enough to take care of that huge cock of yours?"
"What about Marco?" countered Bart.
"Oh, don't ask me to make a choice, darling! Can't Marco keep on living with us?" Her beautiful face was screwed up in a grimace of sorrow. "After all, he does make love beautifully and he's always available to me whenever I need him. You're away at school during the day and now you're beginning to want other girls. Why can't I keep Marco to take care of my sexual needs and desires at the time I want them?"
Bart was thoughtful, realizing that his mother had a point which was more than his youth was capable of resolving.
"Why don't we first ask Dad what he thinks of the idea of moving back home with us, Mom?" he said wisely.
"Oh, I know what he'll say, Bart," said Charlene. "If he comes home, he'll want me to get rid of Marco first. I was ready to kick Marco out myself, but now that it's time to make a decision about it, I find that I want him to stay!"
"Is he really necessary, Mom? What does he do to you that I can't do-and better?"
"Oooohhhh," squealed Charlene excitedly. "He fucks me so hard and long. He sucks my pussy! He screws me in the ass! He makes me feel like a musical instrument being played upon by a master!"
"And don't I do the same things to you, Mom?"
"Y-yes, but with Marco, it's different!"
"How is it different?"
"He's-he's ... " Charlene hesitated. She had always been aware of the needs of her body. It always craved attention and she knew that if she had to get rid of Marco, she would be forced to get a new man to replace him. While she was tired and bored with the Marcos in her life, they were a necessity. She was rich, beautiful, but she was also possessive and domineering. And it wasn't easy to find a man who would put up with her kind of personality without extreme difficulty.
"Well, Mother?" prompted Bart. "He's what?"
Charlene was brought out of her reverie by Bart's question and she couldn't find further words to describe her need for Marco. Suddenly, she had a bright idea. All this talk about sex had given her a desire to be fucked!
"I think the best way to tell you about what Marco does for me is to show you!"
Bart remembered seeing his mother and Marco by the swimming pool, but he didn't want to admit it. Instead, he pretended that he had never seen Marco naked with his mother. Anyhow, it might just be a lot of fun to see his mother being fucked by her gigolo, with both of them knowing he was watching their performance!
"All right, Mother," agreed Bart, secretly excited by the idea. "But I want you to promise that if he doesn't live up to your praise, he's gotta go!"
"Who's going to be the judge of whether Marco is a good or a bad lover?"
Bart didn't let the question stump him. "Why, I will, of course!"
"That's not fair, Bart. All you'll be doing is watching and you're certainly not a woman, so how on earth are you going to be able to judge fairly?"
Bart appeared to think for a long moment. "Welll-I'll be watching your reaction, Mom. I know how you react to my fucking you and I'll just compare Marco's ability that way!"
"But, Bart, you say you want your father to come back home. Supposing he brings his-what's the name of those girls-Bonnie and Sue Ellen? What if he wants to have them live with us? Why can't I have Marco?"
"Because you'll have me, mother! And I don't like Marco's fucking you and then my following on a wet deck!"
"Wet deck!?" gasped Charlene, seemingly horrified. "Where did you get that expression?"
"Oh, I get around. Let's call Marco out here and you can have your last fling with him while I watch to see how good a fucker he is!"
"See? You're already prejudging him, Bart. Last fling! That doesn't sound as though you're going to be able to keep an open mind!"
"Do you want to be fucked by your gigolo lover or don't you, Mother? Make up your mind. Or should we bring Marie into the picture-or maybe even my teacher, Jean! Gee, come to think of it, Jean and Marco might just be a helluva a lot of fun to watch screwing their hearts out for our benefit!"
"Bart! Where on earth do you get these weird ideas? Surely, just one visit with your Dad didn't give you all these perverse and wild ideas!"
"No, I had a lot of them before I went to see Dad. After all, Mom, I'm at an age when all types of sex acts appeal to me! I've got to try them all at least once. Just to see how they would make me feel!"
"Would you take another man's cock in your mouth and suck on it? Or let him shove it up your asshole, like ail the homosexuals practice?"
"I don't think so, Mom! Right now, I love girls too much to be the slightest bit interested in even experimenting with another man! The only cock that appeals to me is my own!"
"And it appeals to me, too, honey! Why don't we let things go on as they are now? We've got a nice life-the four of us-Marco and Marie, you and I! We sure can get a lot of positions and exotic enjoyment from just the four of us. Can't we go on this way, Bart honey?"
"Don't try to change my mind, Mother! I want to see you and Marco fucking! Where is he now? Call him."
"He's in his room. I've given him instructions that whenever you're at home, he's got to stay out of your sight. I know you don't like him and I wouldn't want you to be irritated or even annoyed by him."
"Well, I am!" said Bart. "But that won't stop me from letting him stay on, providing he passes my appraisal of his fucking ability. And he'd better start pretty soon, or he won't even have that last chance which I'm giving him!"
"Oh, Bart, you sound more and more like your father in the tone of your voice!"
"Good. I hope to grow up to be just like my father- that's one of the reasons I'd like to see him return to live with us. He's just what I'd like to be when I get to be his age."
"I think you're his age already!"
"Get that overdeveloped, muscle-bound gigolo out here, Mom!" ordered Bart. "Maybe we'd better ask Marie to join us, too?"
"Oh, no, Bart, please! Not yet. Don't shame me in front of my maid. Isn't it enough that I'm going to fuck Marco in front of you? Won't that give your perverse libido enough of a kick? Please don't ask Marie to watch me go through what I'm sure is going to be a spectacle! After all, I'm the one who is going to be fucked and I don't want the whole world to watch me!"
"You're not ashamed of your body and Marco's, are you, Mom?" taunted Bart.
"Of course not! You think my body is voluptuous and enticing. I just don't want to become self-conscious. I want to be good and hot so that you won't send Marco away. I want to be fucked so that he drives me up a wall with his fucking!"
Bart momentarily felt a twinge of doubt that he was doing the right thing. After all, he was practically giving his mother to her gigolo on a silver platter. He really should just throw him out on his muscle bound ass! But he couldn't deny his mother a fair test of Marco's ability. Anyhow, he still felt that he would get a charge out of watching the pair while they were fucking! Now that he had the upper hand, there would be no pangs of resentment, no feeling of being rejected as he had when he saw them screwing before.
"Go ahead, call him!"
Charlene picked up a tiny silver bell and shook it, its tinkling sounding loud and clear. Almost before she had stopped ringing, Marco came running out of the house. As usual, he was clad only in a pair of his skimpy swimming trunks which he could slip out of quickly. His youthful face was happy and eager to be summoned by his mistress. Then, he saw Bart and his face fell in disappointment.
"Did you want me, Charlene?" he asked hopefully.
"Y-yes, Marco," said Charlene with embarrassment.
"Well?" prompted Bart authoritatively as Charlene hesitated. "Tell him why you need him!"
"Oh, Bart!" pleaded his mother. "The act of sex should be happy and filled with fun. You're trying to make it seem as if I'm going to do something dirty!"
Bart laughed. "Even being dirty has a lot of fun and excitement to it, Mom! Go ahead, just pretend I'm not here!"
"What's this all about?" asked Marco, looking puzzled.
"It's about your fucking my mother!" said Bart.
Marco was stunned, but he managed to stammer, "You-you've known, or at least guessed, that I wasn't living here for any other reason than to fuck your mother whenever she wanted me to! What's wrong with that? She's old enough to know what and whom she wants as her lover!"
"I agree with you, Marco-with one exception! She may be old enough, but I don't think she's wise enough! Now, you are going to fuck my mother with me watching every move you make. And if you don't make her float on clouds, you're going to float right out of her life forever! Is that understood?"
Marco turned to Charlene, whose head was hanging and asked plaintively, "Do you approve of this-this exhibition, Charlene? Do you?"
"Yes," said Charlene. She added wistfully, "It might turn out to be a lot of fun!"
Marco reluctantly slipped out of his trunks and tossed them onto the lush, green grass bordering the swimming pool. His blonde pubic hair was so bushy that it almost hid his limp prick. Bart snickered at the size of the cock his mother was so worried about losing.
"Hell, Mother," he scoffed, "don't tell me that tiny thing is able to make you passionate!"
Charlene tried to excuse Marco's limpness, "Oh, Marco is just embarrassed in front of you! Don't worry about the size of his cock when it's hard-it's almost as big as yours!"
She knelt down on the grass and took Marco's limp cock in her hands and began to fondle it. She rubbed it against her breasts, hoping the friction of her sensitive skin would make Marco erect.
"Are you going to keep your bikini on?" whispered Marco.
"No," said Charlene. "I completely forgot that I was wearing it!" She quickly unfastened the bra and then hurriedly slipped out of the trunks, leaving herself gloriously naked.
For a long moment, Marco and Bart drank in the beauty of her voluptuous body. They admired her full, lush, satiny breasts. The flaming red hair which crowned her head and her pink pussy. The graceful arc of her buttocks. Her long, slender legs which could imprison a man's head when he was going down on her burning cunt! Even now, the sight of Marco's cock, limp as it was, gave her a prickling, tingling sensation.
She took the limp cock and began to rub it between her breasts and licking the tip of it lasciviously. She took it into her hot mouth and sucked it voraciously.
Still, Marco's cock remained limp. The eyes of Bart watching every move his mother made had unnerved him completely. He felt ill at ease and Charlene's cocksucking left him embarrassed.
Charlene's tiny hands caressed his balls and her fingers tickled his asshole all the while his cock was being sucked. Yet, he couldn't become erect!
Charlene tried another position. She turned her back to Marco, kneeling on the grass and spreading her buttock cheeks so that he could see both her faintly brown asshole and pink pussy. Perhaps that would entice him-he dearly loved to fuck her in the asshole frequently!
That didn't work, either!
Charlene was getting frantic. She knew that Bart must be silently ridiculing the pair of them. "Put your cock against my asshole, darling!" she begged Marco.
Marco stood behind the kneeling Charlene and placed his limp cock between her buttock cheeks. He began to rotate his hips, hoping the friction of her smooth, satiny flesh would give him an erection. But the sight of Bart's angry face prevented Marco from gaining any other emotion except that of resentment.
Bart was truly angry with Marco's inability to get an erection at the sight of his naked, voluptuous mother. He went over to a tall hedge and snapped off a leafy twig and came back to the naked pair. He switched the leafy twig against Marco's buttocks and that startled youth let out a yell of surprised pain.
"Oowwww! What in hell are you trying to do to me?"
"Make you get an erection so that, you can fuck my mother!" said Bart. He just couldn't understand why Marco wasn't hard. He, himself, had such a big erection that the head of his cock was protruding from under his swim trunks.
He lashed again at Marco's bottom and shouted, "Fuck my mother, you damned gigolo! Show me why she needs to have you around." Again, he switched Marco's bottom with the leafy twig, making a red pattern on the white cheeks.
Marco hurriedly left the warm haven of Charlene's ass flesh and fell to the ground on his back, his cock leaping into a magnificent erection. "Don't hit me again!" he pleaded. "See? I'm hard! I'm hard!"
Charlene turned quickly and saw the hard cock, with Marco on his back. She became completely oblivious to Bart's presence. She straddled Marco, opening her pussy-lips with her hands so that his erection could penetrate her easily. She lowered herself onto the long shaft and felt the hot flesh burning her insides.
"Oooohhhh, that feels so wonderful! Oh, darling, what a hard cock you've got. It's beginning to fill my insides! Oooohhhh! I'm going to float on a cloud!"
Her cunt was impaled by the youthful Marco's stiff rod and she let it slide in slowly, rotating her hips in a sinuous, rhythmic motion, her mouth open and her eyes glazed.
She removed her hands from her cunt-lips and put them on Marco's chest, squeezing and digging her fingers into his chest.
Marco also forgot that Bart was watching and he lifted the upper part of his body so that he could reach Charlene's swelling breast. The pink nipple disappeared into his mouth and his hot breath made her shiver. His tongue rolled around and around her nipple and she squealed with lecherous joy. Then, Marco began to chew and nibble on her breast flesh.
"Oooohhhh!" moaned Charlene, squirming her hips so that his cock could slide against every sensitive part of her vagina and womb. "Chew my titty! Fuck my cunt with your big cock!" she screamed, throwing her head back and moaning with complete abandoned lasciviousness. She was rocking her hips back and forth so that Marco's cock x would be half exposed with one motion and then would disappear deep into her womb with the next motion, sliding ecstatically along her clitoris.
"Wheeee! You fuck crazy wild!" squealed Charlene. The friction of the thick long cock against the wall of her vagina gave her shivers up and down her spine and she gave vent to savage, primitive sounds of sheer animal enjoyment. "It's wonderful!"
Marco sensed that she was going through a series of small orgasms and he tongued her nipple more furiously, feeling the tip of it extending. He grabbed the membrane between his strong white teeth and bit it gently.
She expertly contracted her vagina so that the friction against the walls would be greater. Marco could feel them sucking at his cock with almost as much expertness as her mouth usually could do. His whole body thrilled to the act and he shoved and shoved until both their pubic hairs intermingled; the red on her and the blonde on him. They intertwined as one and his short stiff hairs pushed against her longer, silkier ones.
All the while, Charlene was moaning and squealing with ecstasy, her face screwed up in passion. She kept crying: "Fuck me! Suck me! Screw me, you blonde bastard! Fuck me with your big cock until I die! Fuck me! Suck me!"
Bart could stand his mother's lecherous words no longer. He quickly removed his trunks and his cock shot out straight and long and hard. He ran over and lifted his mother's head by pulling on her flaming red hair. Her mouth was open and he shoved his cock into it.
His primary reason was jealousy and envy that Marco, the blonde gigolo, could make his mother respond with just as much passion as she'd had with him. And he wanted to stop her words which were giving him such torment.
But after a few expert licks from Charlene's educated tongue and sucks from her mouth, he began to join in the lechery of the act.
No longer did he care that Marco's cock was pumping in and out of his mother's wet cunt, making strange noises. No longer did he care if Marco stayed or went. All he cared about what his cock in his mother's mouth had to come! And deep in her throat so that his sperm would shoot down to her stomach and make her feel more ecstatic than when Marco would come in her womb!
Charlene's cunt squeezed Marco's thick cock and her mouth sucked on her son's gargantuan prick. With one hand-behind her, she tantalized and toyed with Marco's balls and her ringers found his rectum and she inserted two of her long, red-tipped fingers into his asshole as far as she could penetrate.
With the other hand, she did the same asshole-frigging on her son while she licked and sucked his huge cock.
Marco's hands were also busy, kneading her titty with one and squeezing her buttocks with the other as he pumped his big wet cock in and out of her cunt in a frenzy of savage emotion.
Wave after wave of intense passion rolled over Charlene's naked, voluptuous body. A cock pumping in and out of her cunt was giving her lower body extreme passion and the cock in her mouth was affording her the most supreme thrill.
"Suck my cock, Mom! Suck it all the way in your mouth! I'm gonna come!" moaned Bart, his body shaking with pre-come violence and sweet agony.
Charlene increased her suctioning and her ass pumped up and down on Marco's wet cock. She thrust it down to get all of it deep inside her womb and at the same time opened her mouth to take all of Bart's thick long cock.
The three of them fucked like animals seeking their own self-gratification. Tantalizingly, teasingly, rotatingly, wriggling and writhing, they shoved their cocks into Charlene's mouth and cunt and she took them avidly, lecherously, lasciviously.
Charlene arched her back and met Marco's upthrust cock deep in her womb and she could feel his sperm shooting way up inside her. At the same time, her son's cock rammed itself deep in her throat and began to shoot his load down her mouth. Between the two cocks, she was being inundated with sperm and she went wild and added her own big orgasm to her already sopping wet body.
They convulsed as they spewed each other. They bucked and groaned and made animal noises and sounds of satisfaction and release.
Then, everything was quiet and still, all passions gratified.
Chapter Ten
When Charlene recovered from her 'floating-on-clouds' interlude with Marco and her son, she went to her room so that she could think clearly. And she certainly couldn't think clearly with two naked young boys lying on the green grass, with their pricks limp and wet from her juices. Had she remained, she was sure that she would have made love to them with her mouth and cunt all over again, getting them hard and beautiful and then fucking and sucking them into another wild, crazy orgasm!
She drew herself a bath and got into it, luxuriating in the delicately scented bath oils. Her mind began to clear from the erotic plane it had been enjoying and she began to take stock of herself.
Much as she hated to admit it, Bart was right. He needed a father and she needed a husband. She realized that she couldn't go through the rest of her life keeping a succession of muscular Marcos. Not and keep any self respect for her body and ego.
Now was the time to make the change. Now, while she was still voluptuous, desirable and could get sex without paying for it.
But there was one major drawback to Bart's idea that her ex-husband should come back and live with them. And that was Al himself. She had no assurance he would , even entertain the idea and if he turned her down, her ego would never recover from the affront.
She washed her pussy and her rectum carefully, her mind racing wildly to find a way to approach Al with the idea of coming back home.
Suddenly, she had a brain storm. Why not invite Al casually to a party? He could bring Bonnie and Sue Ellen. And she was sure from what Bart had described, the two young girls wouldn't be averse to stripping and indulging in an orgy. And knowing her son, he would probably fuck both of them.
That would leave Al to her and she'd make sure that he'd get all the passion and sex she had in her oversexed, voluptuous cunt and mouth and titties. Not to mention her tight asshole, which as she recalled, Al had entered only when she was pregnant.
She also decided to talk to Marie and if Al had to have two girls, she'd make sure that Marie could become the third member of the trio.
Satisfied and even pleased with her ideas, she finished her bath and toweled herself dry. She applied a liberal dose of expensive perfume and wrapped herself in an attractive "Happy Robe," a short, revealing colorful import from either China or Japan which showed off her long legs to good advantage. It also gave her lush breasts an attractive exposure.
She telephoned Al and invited him over. He was surprised by the invitation and even more so when Charlene also asked him if he'd like to bring Bonnie and Sue Ellen, the two lovely young girls she'd heard so much about from Bart.
Al accepted, even though he was skeptical of her motives. He didn't even change his mind when Charlene asked him to be there in an hour and apologized for the seemingly last minute invitation, but she had just decided to have the party.
Charlene summoned Marie and asked her to make hors d'oeuvres and have liquor, ice and glasses by the side of the pool.
"My ex-husband is coming over with two young girls, Marie. And I want to make a favorable impression on them."
Marie looked at the freshly bathed Charlene, so sexy and seductive in her 'Happy Robe.' Even the perfume was erotic.
"You won't have any trouble making an impression- you've never looked lovelier. And you have a fragrance about you that would change a pussy cat into a tiger!"
"Why, thank you, Marie," said Charlene, pleased. "As a matter of fact, after you get things ready, you are more than welcome to use my bathroom and my oils and perfumes. I'm sure you'll find one which will complement your personality!"
Marie smiled. "Aren't you afraid your ex-husband might find me attractive enough to make a pass at me?"
Charlene laughed. "I'd be very surprised if he didn't make a pass, Marie. I'm going to ask him to move back home and the more attraction he has, the better chance he'll return."
"You mean I can go the limit with him-if I find him attractive enough?" asked Marie, surprised.
"Honey," said Charlene honestly, "you can suck his cock-or fuck him-or make him suck your cunt-or shove his cock up your asshole-and I won't be the slightest bit jealous. I've very recently discovered one very important quality about myself-I'm not going to be selfish in sharing my lovers-be they male or female-just so long as there is enough cunt and cock to take good care of me!"
Marie giggled excitedly. "You sound as if you were a completely liberated woman!"
"Oh, I am! I am!"
"I'd better get the refreshments ready," said Marie, starting to go towards the kitchen.
"Oh, Marie," said Charlene, "just to make the party get off to a good start, would you mind wearing one of your little French aprons--and nothing else?"
Marie giggled, "Those aprons are so small they'd hardly cover my pussy!"
"That's the general idea!" laughed Charlene. "You've got a very beautiful figure and I want Al to realize he'll be very content here. I'm sure you'll find him quite attractive, even though his sexual tastes are quite bizarre!"
"What about you?" asked Marie. "If he goes for me before he moves back, won't it spoil things for you?"
"On the contrary, Marie!" said Charlene proudly. "If you let him fuck you or suck your cunt, I'll join in. He likes to have two girls at the same time!"
"Oooohhhh! I find that most intriguing!" squealed Marie. "I'll take you up on that offer to use your bathroom. I'll use a different perfume so we won't smell alike!"
"Okay, but it won't make any difference to me how you . smell. A change of pace from a big cock to a sweet pussy tickles my fancy!"
Marie giggled and Charlene watched her young maid's buttocks jiggle enticingly as she hurriedly walked out. She took one last look at herself in the mirror and approved the reflection. She poured herself a drink and went out to the swimming pool where she had left Marco and her son.
Marco had disappeared, but Bart was lying on the grass just as she had left him. His eyes were closed and she thought he was asleep. She walked slowly over to him, took a sip of her drink and held the liquid in her mouth. Then, she leaned down and put her mouth onto Bart's, letting the liquor flow from her mouth into his. He swallowed it gratefully.
"What a nice way to be awakened!" he said, smiling happily at his beautiful mother.
She stood up and Bart could see she wasn't wearing anything under her 'Happy Robe.' Her red pubic hair crowned her pink pussy in a lovely triangle of color and she smelled like a garden of flowers in full bloom!
"We're going to have a party very shortly, Son!" said Charlene, smiling radiantly. "Maybe you ought to take a dip in the pool and wash off all that love juice from your cock!"
"A party?" enthused Bart, sitting up quickly. His naked body gleamed in the soft light of the rising moon. "Who's going to be here?"
"Your father is going to come ... " began Charlene.
"Dad?" exclaimed Bart, standing up, his youthful body looking like the statue of a Greek God in its muscular leanness. "Is he just paying us a visit, or is he coming home to stay?"
"I think that will depend upon us, Bart," said Charlene thoughtfully. "You know how much your father loves his sex and his hangup on doing it with two girls at the same time ..."
"Yeah!" said Bart approvingly.
"I've also invited Bonnie and Sue Ellen and when your father finds out that I'm not going to be jealous or envious about them, he just might decide to stay. And then you'll have a father whom you seem to want so much!"
"Wowweee!" yelled Bart exuberantly. He turned and made a running dive into the pool and began to swim around with youthful vigor.
Charlene watched her son's naked body cut the water like a youthful Tarzan, smiled proudly and sat down on one of the many chaise lounges which decorated the side of the pool. Each had a round table with a large sun umbrella inserted in the center.
Marie began to bring out trays of hors d'oeuvres and canapes and placed them attractively on one of the tables. She made several trips, each time carrying either food or liquor bottles and glasses until there seemed to be enough to take care of a small army of guests.
The whole atmosphere was one of colorful gaiety and certainly would be conducive to any sexual antics which Al and his two young girls desired.
The last trip Marie made, she had changed into the tiny French apron and Bart let out a whoop of appreciation from the water.
"I'm going to come out and fuck you to death!" he threatened, trying to sound dangerous.
Marie's eyes opened wide in mock fright. "Oooohhhh, Bart, you're scaring me! Look, I'm trembling!" She shook her whole body like a belly dancer, causing her luscious breasts to shake and jiggle enticingly against her rib cage.
Even Charlene appreciated the sight of the two firm, large, round globes, their coral-tipped nipples extended as if in excitement. She began to look forward to Al's arrival with his two young girls. Maybe she would learn something new in the way of sexual postures which would be more thrilling than the series of gigolos and occasional females she'd screwed around with.
Marie was quite aware of the effect she must be having on Bart and she shook her body more violently, more sinuously. She started to grind her hips seductively, slowly at first, then with an ever increasing tempo until she was grinding as fast as she could, with an occasional bump thrown in.
Her own excitement mounted and she felt as though she was preparing herself for a man's cock! She moaned and gave out sounds of passion, her hip-grinding almost getting out of control.
There was the sound of applause and Marie self-consciously halted her wild, earthy dance. She turned her head and saw Al with Bonnie and Sue Ellen.
Al was grinning from ear to ear. "Now, that's what I call a great beginning to a party! I just love your costume!" He turned to Charlene and complimented, "Charlene, you've changed your tastes since we were divorced!"
Charlene rose and went forward to greet Al and his girls. She extended her hand in welcome to Al, but he embraced her instead, kissing her on the mouth with more than warmth. He pressed his body against hers and she could feel his erection knocking against her crotch. She wished desperately to know if his erection was caused by Marie's sinuous dance in her dainty French apron, or the close embrace Al was giving her which put his hard cock up against her hot cunt.
Al broke the embrace and introduced Bonnie and Sue Ellen while Marie gave them each a tall, strong drink.
Al looked admiringly at Marie and asked if she had any more French aprons for Bonnie and Sue Ellen.
"I'm afraid not," said Marie, "the only French thing left is the act!"
"Oooohhh!" squealed Sue Ellen, "we can do that without wearing aprons. Bonnie, why don't we go into the pool with Bart and show him just how French we can be!"
"Good idea," agreed Al, eyeing Marie's voluptuous figure. "I'll have an hors d'oeuvre, Marie. I have a craving to eat something exotic!"
Marie understood the implication of Al's remark and looked at Charlene for verbal assistance.
Al noticed Marie's hesitancy and turned to Charlene. "Let's sit down here and do a little talking. But let's make it as little as possible!"
Charlene pointed to the bulge in Al's slacks. "Do you want the talk to be little or do you want your cock to be little?"
Al roared with appreciation and took a good long look at his ex-wife. He saw a well-groomed, beautiful woman, attractively attired in an Oriental robe which obviously had nothing underneath. She could grace any gathering and his admiration mounted.
"Do you have any ideas about making my cock little, my dear Charlene?" he asked, sitting down next to her.
Charlene gathered her courage by taking a large sip of her drink and then looking at Al squarely in the eyes.
"Bart told me all about the other night at your apartment with Bonnie and Sue Ellen ..." she hesitated.
Al patted her thigh and encouraged her to continue. "Go ahead and talk about it, Charlene. That was the major difference between us when we were married-we never could talk about sex! I'm glad to hear that our son won't have to go through that prudish self-consciousness. What did he tell you about the other night? Did he tell you everything?"
Charlene's eyes didn't waver from Al's. "Yes! Every little detail about you and Bonnie and Sue Ellen."
"Good," said Al agreeably. "Then I won't have to bore you with describing my sexual preference for two girls at the same time. You see, my darling Charlene, I love to fuck a cunt and suck a cunt at the same time. And since I still haven't met a girl who has two cunts, I naturally have to have two girls!"
"Of course!" replied Charlene sarcastically, forgetting that she had made a promise to Bart and herself that she would try to get Al to return home permanently. Then, she added in a softer voice, "I wonder what you'd say if I told you that I'd love to have two men's big hard cocks to fuck and suck at the same time?"
Al laughed heartily. "Now, you get the idea, darling! I'd love to see your reaction! Then, you might just know how I feel when I have two girls!"
"You're saying that because we're no longer man and wife!" said Charlene.
Al got serious for a moment. "No, dear. Even if we were still married, I'd find a big kick out of you enjoying the cocks of two men, if that's what turned you on!"
Charlene stole a glance at Marie's voluptuous body and she whispered softly, "Supposing I liked two cunts, one to suck me and one for me to suck? Would your broad minded attitude accept that as a life style?"
Al smiled. "Of course! But remembering you, I don't think you would ever, ever confine yourself to women only! You love to suck and fuck a cock too much!"
"That I do!" sighed Charlene. "And I've been paying for it ever since you left! I'm sorry we didn't get along. I'm sorry we didn't think intelligently when we were married! Now, Bart has a very strong desire for you to come home and live with us permanently-be a father to him!"
"And a husband to you?" slyly asked Al.
Charlene blushed. "Would you find that too difficult to pretend?"
"Honey," said Al, very seriously, "If I moved back here, I sure as hell wouldn't pretend to be your husband. I'd be your husband! In all ways!"
Charlene was amazed to find that she was blushing like a schoolgirl. Not only that, but her cunt started to burn and itch to find out if Al's cock would be exciting to her. She turned her head away, in time to see Bonnie and Sue Ellen, completely naked, dive into the swimming pool to join Bart.
Al also noticed his girls with Bart and he smiled indulgently. "I hope my girls take care of Bart as expertly as they did the last time! He sure had a lot of fun with them! I think he learned how much joy there is to fucking and sucking without feeling guilty about it!"
"He sure doesn't look guilty now!" said Charlene, looking at Bart playing with the two naked girls in the pool. "He seems to be having the time of his life!"
"They're fun girls, Charlene," said Al. "They're a lot of company, even when we're not fucking and sucking! It's a joy to be around the youngsters. They make me feel and act young-which I don't find to be the most wicked and sinful emotion!"
"They're darling," agreed Charlene. "But I want to tell you that it was Bart's suggestion that you come back to live here. And it's more than agreeable to me. As a matter of fact, I've even briefed Marie to be a partner, if you want her! I believe you'll find she sucks and fucks just as passionately as Bonnie and Sue Ellen!"
Al looked at the sensuous Marie, clad so seductively in her tiny French apron. Her rounded buttocks with the apron strings tied over them were sensuous arcs of attractive flesh. Her breasts were also most inviting and Al licked his lips in anticipation of tasting them.
"She does look as though she has a helluva lot of fucking and sucking in her!" agreed Al.
"So have I!" whispered Charlene softly.
Al looked at her with a very definite interest in his eyes. "You're still a mighty beautiful, voluptuous woman, Charlene. Any man would find you desirable!"
"Even you?"
"Of course! While I might have been around with young girls for a long time, I still have good taste. And you are like a very good wine, lovely to drink and won't leave you with a bad aftertaste from too much!"
"You have a poor memory, Al. Sex was our one shortcoming!" said Charlene sadly.
"Well, honey, there's only one way to find out if there's any compatibility between us now and that's to start fucking and sucking!" He put down his drink and removed his clothes.
Charlene watched him as though she had never seen a man undressing before. Her eyes were wide with excited anticipation and she felt her breath coming fast, as though she were a young girl about to be fucked for the first time! She couldn't quite understand her lecherous feelings.
Al was down to his shorts and was about to remove them when Charlene asked, "Do you want Marie to join us?"
Al almost tore off his shorts and then walked very slowly, almost menacingly, to Charlene and took off her robe, leaving her stark naked. They eyed each other's bodies with glazed eyes and Al finally remembered to answer Charlene's question.
"Hell, no, Charlene! I don't want Marie to join us-not yet! I want the two of us to find out just how exciting we are to each other first!"
Charlene's eyes gloried in Al's naked and muscular body and her lascivious desires almost showed themselves la her heavy panting, her bosom heaving rapidly, her nipples extended and sensitive. She stared at Al's erect cock, long and thick and she was fascinated by its size. She could hardly wait to feel its hot flesh to be inside her wherever Al wanted to put it, whether it be in her mouth, her cunt, or her asshole!
Al was going through the same sensations by looking at the voluptuous body of his ex-wife. She truly was a magnificently built woman and she put his two young girls to shame with her attractive sensuousness. Her breasts were glorious and her slender figure so shapely-and the glory of her red pubic hair crowning her pink pussy was so enticing that he could hardly contain himself.
"My God, you are a truly glorious woman, Charlene! You put Bonnie and Sue Ellen to shame with your smooth flesh, your beauty of face and figure!!!"
Charlene blushed like a schoolgirl and looked over to see Bonnie and Sue Ellen with Bart. They had come out of the pool and were lying on the grass. Bart was on his back and the girls had assumed the position Bart had told her about after his visit to Al's apartment-Bonnie and Sue Ellen were on top of the prone Bart, facing each other. Sue Ellen was pumping her cunt up and down on Bart's huge cock while Bonnie's wet cunt was being eaten voraciously by Bart.
The girls were fondling each other's titties and Bart's cock and mouth were screwing and sucking them.
Charlene turned back to Al and saw his huge erect cock and almost fainted. She wanted to get on her knees and worship the giant penis with her ready red lips, her mouth and tongue, with her hot hands holding it and stroking it. Her entire body ached with lecherous desire, but she knew she had to wait for Al's advances.
They were immediate! Charlene felt herself being lifted bodily from the chaise longue and laid gently on her back on the lush, flesh-tickling green grass.
Al stood over her for a long moment, his eyes feasting on her ripe maturity. "I get so hot and bothered just looking at you, darling!" he breathed heavily.
Charlene unconsciously put her hands under her breasts and lifted them, their coral-tipped nipples erect and inviting. Al dropped to his knees and took one of her satin smooth breasts in his mouth and began to suck on it. He opened his mouth wide so that he could suction as much of her creamy white breast into his big mouth as possible. He heard her gasp when his lips touched her satiny flesh and he pressed his nose against her, smelling the fragrance of her body-an exotic, overwhelming body odor which intoxicated him into a furious sucking of her nipple.
Al could feel the building up of Charlene's passion and he slid his fingers down her body, feeling the smoothness of the flesh and thrilling at the touch. His penis leaped higher, throbbing wildly.
Charlene grabbed his cock with one hot hand and it felt beautifully glorious to her. At the same time, Al put his fingers along her cunt-lips and started to rub them gently.
Charlene shrieked with joy. Her head went back and her voice shook with emotion as she whispered, "Oh, darling, your cock feels so smooth and hard and warm and throbbing! Oooohhhh!"
Al smiled broadly as his fingers tantalized her cunt-lips, tickling and tingling them until he could feel them swelling.
Charlene's entire body was aflame with desire. She couldn't contain her desires any longer. She raised her body and turned so that she could take Al's huge, hard cock against her rose-red lips and kiss its thick rigidity. The smooth, silky flesh of Al's cock-head was exquisitely delicious to her taste and she pushed her tongue against the tiny slit in the head of. his cock.
She clutched Al's cock with both hands and opened her mouth wider and slowly pulled the tremendous staff into her trembling mouth. Her tongue licked around the thickness and it seemed to her that she was having a feast of rare meat!
"Oooohhh, honey, that's exciting!" moaned Al.
Charlene plunged her head down and around, licking and sucking and wantonly moving her breasts against his naked thighs, feeling his balls swaying back and forth, gently hitting her breasts every time her head bobbed up and down his long cock.
Her tongue was tasting the pungent flavor of his body in her mouth and she relished every pulsating morsel. It kept throbbing under her tongue and her cheeks were full of his flesh. Her hands clutched his thighs for support as she flung all restraint away and plunged her head up and down all its entire length, feeling the cock-head going down her throat in a carnal, erotic manner. She sucked as though she couldn't get enough of him. She went wild in her gestures and her tiny hands began to explore his balls, squeezing them firmly, making him moan with delicious pain at the hard pressure on his most sensitive spot.
Then, she gasped loudly as Al's face slid between her smooth inner thighs and his mouth began to suction wildly on her cunt! His tongue lashed at her fleshy tissues and found the erogenous clitoris and began to nibble at it with expertness. His fingers found her asshole and he gently intruded them into the tight hole so as to give her pleasure without excruciating pain.
His long tongue plunged deep into her hot womb and she shivered with delight as his slightly rough tongue caressed her vagina. His head plunged up and down and his nose buried itself in her exotic fragrance. His tongue slithered wetly in and out of her cunt like a rapier, her body odors of pre-come intermingled with her cunt scent and the slight moisture which was forming on her sensitive inner thighs gave Al an exotic feast which was better to him than pheasant under glass!
Charlene kept having one orgasm after another. There hardly seemed to be any time at all between them. Never had she had so many in such a short time. Al was making her feel unusually and magnificently lecherous. His cock in her mouth added to her feeling of erotic exaltation!
She removed her mouth from his cock long enough to ask him in a throaty whisper, "Do you want to come in my mouth, honey! Do you want to shoot your load now?"
Al reluctantly lifted his head from her soft, swollen, moist cunt and replied, "Darling! You taste better than any girl I've ever had. I'd hate to come now until you're completely satisfied."
Charlene sighed with delight. "Al, you've changed a great deal since we were married! You're a terrific cunt-lapper. And your finger up my asshole is giving me rapture beyond belief! You're the greatest!"
"I think I'd like to come inside your cunt, darling!" said Al, squirming his body around so that he was on top of her.
"I'd love to have your big cock way up my cunt and then feel it come inside me!" said Charlene, taking his wet cock into her hands and carefully guiding it into her cunt. It slid in easily, due to his tongue moistening, but it still spread her cunt-lips wide in an exciting, tingling friction.
Charlene squealed with joy at the feeling his long cock gave to her cunt and she was absolutely amazed that she had an orgasm immediately.
"Oh, my God, Al! I'm coming already! And I've come so much while you were sucking my cunt! Now, I'm coming again! My God, you're great! Fuck me! Fuck me! I can feel myself coming so much! It's a beautiful act you're doing to me! Lover!"
Al reacted to the words by pumping his long, hard cock in and out of Charlene's cunt furiously and then feeling himself on the verge of coming himself!
"I'm going to come, darling! I'm going to come! Oh, your cunt is sucking my cock off! It's so tight and hot! I'm coming! Oooohhhhh!"
Charlene's arms held Al's naked, hot body tightly to her own satiated body and she was floating on clouds of pure joy at the obvious satisfaction she had given Al and had received from his sucking and fucking.
"We won't have any difficulty living together now, will we, darling?" she whispered in his ear.
"Not a bit, my love! Not as long as your passion remains as beautifully wild and savage as it is now!"
"What about having two girls at the same time?"
"Honey, with you, it seems like two girls at the same time! I don't think I'll need them!"
Charlene, a lot wiser than she had been, magnanimously replied, "My darling, I wouldn't dream of depriving you of Bonnie and Sue Ellen-and you still haven't had Marie! She's a wild, savage, passionate piece of ass!"
Al laughed happily. "I don't think I'm going to have too much left to give the girls after you! You've got more passion than both of them put together. Anyhow, by the looks of things, our son is going to be fucking and sucking them until they can't even move a cunt muscle!"
Charlene looked where Al pointed. Bart was still fucking and sucking the two young girls, but they looked as though they were drained dry. Both had smiles of utter contentment on their faces and their flesh was rosy like all well-fucked and well-sucked women!
Charlene kissed Al and then whispered softly, "Welcome home, my darling! You and your cock are going to make me happy for the rest of my life!"
