Jenny stood naked in the bathroom with her back turned to me. The shower was running and thin wisps of steam blurred somewhat the outlines of her firm buns and her strong back, just enough to make me forget that I had had that back and ass for the past ten years. She turned to the side for a moment and I saw her full, forward-jutting tits for as long as it took her to step into the shower cubicle. I sat back in my easy chair and took care not to crease up my best suit. This was the eve of our anniversary and we were going out to dinner. Ten years! Ten dinners in honor of our fidelity and durability. And I was sick of it!
For months I'd been nagged by a desire to see a new ass, a different pair of tits, and nothing Jenny could do seemed to have any effect on my desire's growth. I leered at women at work and in the street; my imagination was feverish with all sorts of fantasies about fingering a new pussy and hearing another woman moan passionately. If only I had the nerve! She came out of the shower and dried herself off without taking any notice of me. I watched her absently, letting my eyes run over her tits, her flat belly, and the sudden brake of dark hair that marked her pubic mound. Many a night had been spent traipsing through that little jungle, enveloped in her tart, rich fragrance and sipping of her oily fluids. She'd made me happy in the past, so how come she couldn't go on doing it?
"Almost ready, Richard," she said, bustling past me to get to her wardrobe. I followed her lazily, taking in the quivering of her buns and the bobbling of her tits. My cock twitched uneasily. God, I was horny! I wanted to take her right there at the entrance to her wardrobe, right away while she was bending over to pick out the right kind of shoes to wear. Her hairy, pudgy cunt bulged out from between her sturdy thighs and reminded me of those steaming nights when I had tried to crawl right up that hole. Before I could think it over I got up and walked up behind her. My hands came to rest on her big ass and squeezed into her resilient flesh with an unmistakable ardor. At the same time I pushed my loins hard into her ass and made a few fucking motions so that my cock got a light rubbing in its nest of clothing.
"Don't Richy, not with your good suit on," she said without looking back. "What do you think of these shoes with the lime pants suit? Would they clash?"
"I don't know," I muttered, "and I don't care. Just stay like that a while and I'll make love to you like you've never had it before." Already I was fumbling with the zip, my cock was hard, throbbing, ready to do my bidding. It was half out when she straightened up and turned to face me. There was a smile on her face, playful and cute, and she slapped my exposed cock gently.
"Come on now, Rich, don't fool around. You know it makes me horny, and there's no time for that right now. Let me dress or we'll be late for our reservation."
I tucked my cock back in and sat back down, homier than ever. Why didn't she take me seriously at times like these? She slipped on her panties, pantyhose, a bra, and that cancelled out her erotic qualities. Her lime pants suit went over that, the carefully selected shoes, and she was ready to go out on the town. I was still floundering about, trying to work out why I hadn't 'raped her.
The restaurant was crowded and the maitre d' asked us if we would mind sharing a table with another party. I was irritable and edgy and I snapped that, there were plenty of good restaurants in town where we could� have privacy as well. But Jenny hushed me up and said we wouldn't mind sharing at all. "What's the matter with you tonight, Richard?" she asked reprovingly. "Every year we come here because this is where we met. Just because the place has become more popular in that time doesn't mean we can forget that."
"Oh yeah," I muttered. As we waited for service, it all came back to me. Jenny had been so cute in those days, petite, girlish, shy, completely unattainable from where I'd been looking. On that night, the first night I'd laid eyes on her, she had worn a mini skirt and a flimsy, low-cut blouse, and she had entered the restaurant accompanied by her parents. I had been with a girlfriend, but when I saw Jenny everything else faded into the background. I couldn't stop looking at her. And, when she got up to go to the ladies', I had intercepted her and asked her for a date. She had been so surprised that she'd, agreed, and the rest was old history.
I looked at her now and reflected on how she had grown and matured. She was still pretty with her big dark eyes and her cupid-bow mouth, but she could no longer make me flash. We were given menus, and a little later the other party was ushered to our table. It was a family group, mother, father, and two daughters. And when I saw the daughters my heart stopped beating. They were twins, about fifteen, long, flowing blonde hair, with long fluttery eyelashes and exquisitely shaped little noses; both wore snug slacks that accentuated their pert little asses so as to make me grind my teeth, and both wore identical tops that stretched tight over their free little tits. I could see the imprints of high-spirited nipples and the slight motion of budding breasts as they walked toward the table. One of the girls sat down right ... next to me and smiled at me briefly, just long enough to make my cock pop into an erection. Her perfume drifted over to envelop me and as I breathed it in I tried to analyze all the components, imagining a whiff of pussy mixed in with it all. The girls took no notice of me, however. They chatted with their parents.
I managed to act normally but only with the most grueling efforts. My brain spun around trying to find a way of getting these girls into my bed or any bed. This was my lucky restaurant, wasn't it? The meal was served and I ate with long teeth, thinking, thinking. At last I spotted the handbag of the girl next to me, and my course of action was clear. While they were occupied I reached down into the purse and extracted her wallet from it, stuffing it into my jacket quickly and with glee.
Once I had that, I couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant. Jenny wanted to linger but I knew how to get her home. "I think it's time we went on to the next phase of our dinner," I said with a lecherous wink. She blushed and cast down her eyes but suddenly she was in an unseemly hurry to go, too. We grabbed a cab home and as soon as the front door fell to she spun around and threw herself into my arms. "Go upstairs, baby," I whispered. "I'll be with you in a moment."
Before I went up I checked through the wallet. Her name and address were given on an ID plate, and that was all I wanted. I hid it in my chair and went upstairs, my blood boiling with new lust. The image of the twins burned on in my mind, so blonde and young, fresh, lovely, those handfuls of tit aquiver, the motion of their rounded little buns, and those secreted pussies! Just trying to imagine what their cunts would look like made me weak in the knees. I climbed the stairs unsteadily, my mind firmly stuck on what was between their legs: two blonde, practically hairless pussies! And I knew where they lived!
Jenny was on the bed. She hadn't taken off her clothes but she was lying with her legs drawn up and wide apart so that her cunt became the focal point of the whole room. I kneeled down on the foot of the bed and ran my hands along the insides of her legs, slowly, caressing the smooth cloth of her slacks all the way to her crotch. When I pressed down on her pussy the lime green became moss green with moisture. That's what I liked best about my wife, her ability to get very wet at a moment's notice. I kept rubbing her pussy's outline for a while, curious to see how badly she would stain her slacks. Jenny lay back and looked very content. Her loins bobbed up and down as I masturbated her and she was in no hurry to salvage her clothing. I leaned forward and rested my face in that moist niche of her body, rubbing onward with my nose, and now her hands came down to press my face against her cunt even harder. Her scent came through loud and clear, exciting my already overwrought faculties. I opened my mouth wide and began to eat her as if I intended to rip her slacks off with my teeth. And when I found I couldn't, I undid the zip and buttons of her slacks and reefed them down along her hips to get at the real thing ...
Jenny undulated happily under my tonguing, licking, eating mouth. I had a grip on her thighs with both hands, tugging her flesh back out of the way so that her cunt was open wide, and I dipped into her the way a bee dips into a flower, sucking up the honey and going back in for more. Her cunt was fulsome and hairy, a woman's cunt complete with the, earthy, rich smell and swollen labia, a well-fucked cunt all in all. For ten years it had been enough for all my desires, yet at that moment I wasn't seeing Jenny's pussy in front of me. I saw the twins' delicate blonde pussies lying there, rosy and pale, downy rather than hairy, teenage twats that responded nervously and awkwardly to a man's touch. Just thinking about them made my lust soar, and suddenly I had to get out of my clothes and her top had to go! I wanted her right away, wanted to drive my dick into that wet, quaking cunt, and I wanted to bury my face in the hollow of her neck so I could dream about the twins without her knowing about it.
"Oh darling!" she groaned, writhing sensually as I pulled the blouse up over her head. "What's come over you tonight? God, look at that erection! Has it grown?"
"I just want you more than anything!" I panted. Our clothes were scattered all over the room and she lay on the bed with her legs wide open and her splayed pussy gazed at me unblinkingly. Pink, ragged flesh ran down between her brownish labia until there was a sudden twist and the hint of a hole appeared. When she moved her loins in a certain way that implicit hole stretched open slightly, showing the darkness beyond the pink, and my cock ached to get in there.
I was on top of her, lying between her legs, and she reached down in her customary way to bring my knob up to the entrance of her cunt. It was all so familiar and cozy, and yet I couldn't stop thinking of the twins. The glans slipped inside, lubricated by her generous outpouring of juices, and my cock didn't stop until our pubic bones smashed together. As one we fucked. She knew just how to get the maximum out of my dick, bucking up when I came down so I'd penetrate her to the full extent of my eight niches, and then, as I pulled back for the next assault, she hovered with her ass just off the bed ready to receive me once more. I eased my hands under her cheeks and nestled into her body, my eyes closed, my mind miles away to where the twins would probably be. The girls had to be heading for home now, sitting in the back of the car, their beautiful asses on unfeeling vinyl seats, panties clinging clammily to those desirable little pussies, and the only person aware of them, able to appreciate them fully, was me! I slammed my dick into my wife with a vengeance.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHH RICHY!!" she quavered. Her nails dug into my back and her legs wrapped themselves about my waist so that she could fuck me back just as hard as I was giving to her. I was still brooding about the twins and the injustice of life, so I banged her good and hard, vicious strokes of my fully extended cock that pushed her up along the sheets until her head knocked against the headboard with every thrust. "THAT FEELS SO NICE! GO ON, RICHY, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT ALL TO ME, OOOOOWWWWWWWW YESSSSSSS!!!" I'd give it to her all right. My hands closed over her shoulders from behind and I used her body to lever every thrust deeper into her cunt. It didn't feel like much to me because her hole was far too wide now, far too slippery. But Jenny was well on her way to the land of ecstasy, quivering and screaming, twisting under me like a stuck snake.
I kept going until my back tired, and then I grabbed hold of her big ass again and pressed her cheeks together to put a little pressure on my dick. The twins would be tight, barely moist, and their pussies would chafe my cock raw! But Jenny's cunt hardly touched my dick. A fault, silky sensation slithered along my dick and that was all. Pushing her buns together helped somewhat. At least it kept me hard. But while Jenny flew and climaxed, I was just plodding through the doldrums.
I turned my mind back onto the twins, beginning with the girls as they appeared in the restaurant. Then, slowly, teasingly, I peeled off their tight slacks and their blouses to reveal those slender, youthful bodies to my mind's eye once more. The excitement went directly to my cock, pumping blood into it until it was gorged, and making me fuck harder. Jenny was going crazy with joy! She clung to me and yelled in my ear, not suspecting for a moment that I had my mind somewhere else. At last I got my balls into gear and went for a last gallop until my load spurted out into her sopping snatch, and both of us slowed down to a dead stop.
"That was beautiful, darling," she murmured. She gave me one last squeeze and turned over to rest a while. I lit a cigarette and gazed at the ceiling. Those twins weren't far from my place. All I had to do was take a cab and I'd find some way of spying on them. The risk factor couldn't daunt me. Those beautiful blonde teenagers had triggered off something in me that had been less than dormant for years. How often had I made love to my wife with my mind on some young piece of ass that I'd observed earlier that day? Too often. There was no getting away from the fact that I longed for a tight, downy cunt around my cock and if I didn't face up to it I might well go crazy!
I waited until Jenny was fast asleep before I got out of bed and dressed hurriedly. She didn't stir when I walked out of the bedroom. I turned off the lights and snuck out of the house, walked a few blocks, and hailed a cab. It took me to the street on which the twins lived. When I reached their house I suddenly became very nervous. What if I succeeded in getting a glimpse of their bodies? Would I be able to just turn around and walk away? But that was a later worry. First I had to reconnoiter the street and get an idea of where I would be least visible. The house was a large one-story brick place with a garden and trees all around it. The adjoining houses were much the same, insulated from each other by hedges and paling fences. So far so good. There were lights on in some of the rooms. After making sure no one was watching through lace curtains, I entered the yard and approached the first set of windows.
The parents were reclining in front of the TV but there was no one else in the room. I crept along the walls, keeping low in case of nosy neighbors, and tried the next window. This was a narrow one and it was not only curtained, there was also steam to fog up the glass! When I listened I could hear the rush of water. One of the girls was taking a shower in there! My heart pounded wildly and I tried everything to get a look into that bathroom. No success. Goddammit! I could just see an edge of the shower curtain and what looked like her shadow, no more.
However, if she was showering that meant she'd have to go to her room to change into her pajamas or whatever she wore, I continued on around the house, and this time I struck gold! There, in the privacy of the girls' bedroom, was one of the twins. She was sitting on the bed with a robe loosely wrapped about her, leafing through a magazine. She looked bored and yawned several times. As she brought her hand up to her mouth her robe parted slightly, just enough to treat me to a glimpse of a sudden swelling of flesh. Her tit, just one side of it, and the nipple wasn't visible; but it was enough to get me rock hard.
The other girl appeared in the doorway. She had a towel wrapped about her torso, one of those big towels that reached down almost to her knees. Her sister got up off the bed and went to the bathroom. I couldn't believe my luck! As soon as the girl had closed the door behind her, she let the towel drop and I could hardly focus my eyes for a moment! She had her back to me and those cute white buns were right there, full and round and edible, and all I had to do was burst through the window to grab a handful of them! Her back was beautiful, too, lean and strong with shoulders that were a little too broad for a girl. But I was zeroed in on her ass. She reached up to a shelf inside the closet and brought down something in a plastic bag, then walked quickly over to the door and peered through a crack, closed it again and sat down on the bed. She still had her back to me but I'd been treated to a brief view of her front, so brief that I'd only been able to check out her titties. What a delicious pair they were, small, firm mounds with stargazing, pink nipples, such a far cry from Jenny's big, bouncing pair.
She wrapped the towel around her wet hair and lay back along the bed. The plastic pouch was in her hand but she was waiting for something to happen before she would take whatever it was out of there. I heard the shower going on and right at that moment the girl took the pouch and shook a slender dildo out of it. I almost fell back into the rose bushes! How could such an angelic looking girl have acquired a dildo! But that question didn't get an answer. I was too occupied by the way she let her tongue roll about the tip of her plastic tool, slowly, sensually, so that the knob of my cock itched with longing. How I wanted her tongue to do that to me! I could see it already, her blonde hair falling down in a golden curtain over my towering cock, her tongue lolling snail-like over my knob, soft and silky, just as she was doing it to the dildo. She ran it all the way down the smooth shaft and her other hand caressed the edges of her pussy. I couldn't see her cunt because of the way she was lying, but my imagination filled in the gaps. Her finger found the right spot and settled on it, rotating over her clit slowly, with restraint. She knew how to get herself hot, that little girl.
The dildo moved down between her legs and the tip pointed right at her hole. Her other hand held her cunt open while, the dildo pushed its way inside, and I felt faint just watching her. It slipped in easily and a moment later she was fucking herself with it as if she'd been practicing this routine for years. Her willowy body undulated rhythmically, her tongue licked her lips nervously now and then, and her head rolled from side to side, but the motion �of the dildo remained steady, plunging in deep and coming out all the way before the next descent. I stood among the shrubs and opened my zip up to let out my raging erection. I rubbed it in tune with her, staring at her all the while, careless now of being detected.
Now and then the girl stopped, listened, and went on. I figured she was on the lookout for her sister, and sure enough, when the shower went off she pulled the bedclothes back and got under them. She continued to fuck herself with the dildo, with more abandon if anything, but all I saw now was the motion under the blankets. I cursed under my breath and tried to make do with watching her face. Those sweet, childish features were contorted in a womanly passion, and she bit down on her lower lip tensely as she drove the dildo deep into her pussy. But it wasn't the same for me. The bedroom door opened and her twin came in. The motion under the blankets stopped and the girl turned her back to her sister and faced the window. She was far from sleepy but she closed her eyes anyway. Her hands were still between her legs and when she dared she jiggled the dildo about in her pussy. There was something amiss between those two girls.
The other twin had taken off her bathrobe and stood naked with her back to me, but only for as long as it took her to put on her nightie. Then she got into bed and turned off the lights. I was left with my raging lust to stand in the darkness. It was very still and a little chilly, and I felt a fool for not doing anything about my situation. But for the time being I didn't know what to do. If I didn't follow through I'd probably never find the nerve again to come back here. And if I did follow through ... then what?
"Oh fuck it!" I muttered angrily, and with that I left all consequences to others to worry about. I tested the window and found it opened easily. This really was a good neighborhood! I kicked off my shoes and left them outside as I climbed silently into the room and dosed the window behind myself. The girls must have heard me but there wasn't a sound. I went over to the light switch and turned it on. They were both sitting up in their beds, their eyes wide open in fear, their mouths getting ready to let out screams. "Sssshhh!" I said with a finger to my lips. "If you make a sound I'm going to use my gun on you!" I patted my coat pocket and the girls changed their minds about giving the alarm. "Now do as I say and you'll come to no harm."
"Who are you?" asked the twin with the dildo. "What do you want from us? Please leave us alone."
"You, get into your sister's bed," I told the other twin. "Lie close together and don't make a sound!" The girl obeyed and the bolder twin asked if I was going to rape them. By way of an answer I dropped my pants and showed her how hard I was. She gasped and there was a flash of lust in her big blue eyes. Her sister turned her face away and now the difference between them was clear.
"What's your name?" I asked. The dildo girl answered that her name was Peggy. Her sister didn't answer. But that was all right, I liked my women a bit surly. I took off the rest of my clothes and cautioned the girls not to get any ideas. "My gun is right here in my jacket and it's going to be within reach the whole time, so no heroics please. You might make it to the door, that's all. Besides, why risk your parents' lives." They both looked shocked at that last statement but I left it flat and unqualified. Now that they understood my terms I took the liberty of getting onto the bed. For an excruciating moment I delayed the unveiling of the twins, and then I ripped the blankets off them and feasted my eyes on those young bodies squirming to hide from me. "Beautiful!" I breathed, letting my eyes wander along their long legs, discerning the small bumps of nipples under the other's nightie and seeing Peggy's for what they were, lovely pink all-day suckers. With one quick rip I had the sister's nightie off and when I cast it aside we were all naked and in different states of suspense.
"What are you going to do now?" asked Peggy, pretending to be fearful but actually unable to wait. I picked up the dildo lying between her legs and held it up ... She blushed and her sister threw her a dirty look, but when I began to lick it clean the prig hid her face again and Peggy flashed me that look of lust. I savored the tangy taste of her pussy fluids and she got her kicks, watching me. Her body relaxed noticeably now, no longer was she concerned with hiding her assets from me. Her pussy appeared from between her clenched thighs, blonde, downy, pink inside, just as I had imagined it. I could have taken her right there and then, but her sister needed some attention.
"Come on, baby," I said softly, shaking her by the foot, "unwind a little. You're going to make it hard for yourself this way. Relax now, you're going to get it anyway." She bundled herself up into the fetal position all the more tightly at that, but there was only so much she could hide from me. Her legs were drawn up against her body and she faced away from me, which gave me a great shot at her ass. The sparsely haired pussy lips were puckered up at- me from between her thighs and I knew just where to stick the dildo when it had been cleaned. The priggish sister almost jumped through the ceiling when the cool, wet tip of the plastic cock touched her cunt, but I was prepared for that. My free hand held her in place as the slender shaft moved back and forth to nudge its way into her virginal box, and no matter how she bore down on her cuntal muscles it wouldn't be stopped. "Don't forget now," I reminded her, "not a sound!"
"Aw, leave her alone," Peggy said sulkily. "She doesn't like to do anything! But I do." She touched me shyly and wriggled her body so that her pussy opened and closed ever so subtly for me. I was tempted but her sister presented the real challenge, and so I kept on pushing the dildo in and out of that stubbornly tight pussy until half of it was up her. "You're wasting your time," said Peggy. "Penny disapproves of sex in any form."
"Does she indeed," I said, "well, we'll just have to give her a taste of the real thing, won't we?" Peggy looked angry but nothing could stop me from going down on her sister. I left the dildo stuck up her and opened her legs up wide to get at the top part of her pussy. A deep slit ran down her pudgy flesh and much as she struggled to cover it up, I got my tongue to it and started licking her out with gusto. She wasn't wet but she was hot and tasty. I could see how the dildo strained her flesh. She'd be as tight as a fish's asshole! My cock throbbed with expectation. No sloppy butter-churning here, just clean, hard fucking! In a fit of impatience I threw, the dildo aside and pulled her legs over on top of mine so that she sprawled with her ass higher than her head, and her cunt was near enough to my cock to become an easy target.
I watched as my flushed, swollen knob bumped into the pink flesh of her hole. She was so tiny that it seemed impossible that such a large cock would ever enter her, but I remembered how tight Jenny had been on her wedding night and how quickly that had changed. So, when the first bump had no effect, I simply went on pushing my cock against that soft spot and hoped for her flesh to yield. Nothing happened except that she grimaced in pain and begged me not to hurt her anymore.
"Let her be," urged Peggy. She had her finger deep in her pussy and pulled it out to let me see how juicy she was. "Come on, do it to me, I've been waiting for this so long!"
"I'll lubricate myself with you," I compromised. "You stay there, Penny, and play with yourself until I'm ready to switch, you hear?" Penny nodded but I could see she wasn't going to make much of an effort. I would attend to her later. For the moment I was intent only on inserting' myself into that identical but wetter pussy next to hers. Peggy couldn't wait! She had her legs wide apart and she reached down eagerly to guide my cock to the right place. But for all her willingness, she was still a girl, and a small one at that. Her cunt was just as tight as Penny's. I pushed and I shoved but her flesh resisted my every advance. In a flash I was back down on her, slobbering lustily to get her dripping wet, and as soon as I thought she was ready and primed I turned her over on her belly and tried to get in from behind. That met with greater success. Now her round little buns parted before my eyes and the pink, slippery vale of her cunt yawned wide to stretch her tiny hole. My cock still looked out of proportion to her pussy but I knew it was plausible.
I rested my glans in that small dip and let the weight of my body move it forward slowly. She let out a long, agonized wail when my cock forced her pussy to open wider than it had ever gone. That dildo she'd been using before was just a trainer, something for young virgins to do their teething on. Now she was getting the real article, and she wasn't sure if she liked it. Not at first, anyway. My cock crept up into her tight hole, insinuating itself with small jabs, and the more she took of it the more she squirmed and tried to escape.
"Oooohhhh God!" she groaned. "You're too big, much too big, please give me a break!" I didn't bother to answer. My cock was in full pursuit of its pleasures now, sliding in and out of that section of her tunnel that had been opened to the public. Beyond that lay real resistance. It felt as if the inner part of her pussy was a clenched fist and nothing I did could open it. But I was having so much fun trying that it couldn't throw me off. My cock thrilled to the erotic pressure of, her moist, smooth flesh, burrowing in and opening her up inch by inch with such relish that I had to hold back from coming too soon. When I looked over at Penny she was watching us closely, but the expression on her face was far from happy. There seemed to be resentment in those clear blue eyes, which led me to believe that she wanted me to fuck her instead of her sister.
"Can't wait for your turn, baby?" I whispered, drawing her closer to us. She stiffened and looked away in undisguised anger. "You'll get it, you'll get it, just keep watching what's happening. Look how your sister is enjoying herself." I hoped that would turn her on a little but if anything it made her go even colder.
"Slut!" she said under her breath. I had to force her around to look at us and then, just to make sure she'd be in the right frame of my mind when I was, I began to finger her avidly. Her cunt was as dry as a bone! I couldn't figure it out. No woman could be that big a prig. I kept jabbing my finger into her and she refused to respond. Dammit, this was putting me off my fucking! I shifted my concentration back to Peggy, moaning under me, her little ass aquiver with her wriggles and squirms, and I found once more how delicious it was to be fucking her. Her pussy had all but yielded to my intruding cock by this time but it was still tight as a drum skin around me. Each stroke had to be done with an effort, pulling my dick back along the smooth walls that were so elastic and gripping, and when I went back into her it was like the first entry. Well, almost The girl loved sex, she was a natural, and the volume of fluid oozing from her cuntal walls was enough to make it easier on me every minute.
But Penny kept bothering me by her indifference. Suddenly I pulled but of Peggy and pinned Penny down by her shoulders, holding her body in place with mine. She began to struggle in earnest now and I had to threaten her with my imaginary gun once more to keep her from screaming. She bit her lip and like a cat fought in silence. Her slender arms were remarkably strong, her body bucked passionately, and if I hadn't been so filled with desire for her I might have given up. As it was I planted my cock a full inch into her pussy and that slowed her down. Her mouth opened wide as if to scream and I quickly pressed my lips onto hers, sticking my tongue way deep down into her throat. That nonplussed her for the moment but it didn't slow her down at all. She kept on fighting, sweating and grunting with the effort of it, and I kept driving my cock back and forth with short strokes to impale her properly.
"Leave her alone!" Peggy said urgently. She had the dildo in her hand again and was about to plant it into her pussy, but she was going to make one last effort to dissuade me from expending myself on her worthless sister. "She doesn't want it but I do. Please, mister, make love to me some more, it felt so good!" When she got no answer she sighed and put the dildo to work. I could hear it slurping in and out of her overwrought cunt beside me, and I wondered why I was wasting my time on this perennial virgin. My dick was half up her now and still her cunt was like a desert. It hurt my sensitive skin and yet it also excited me wildly. It was like fucking my wife up the ass, but I kept my eyes open so I could see this angelic face beneath me twist up-in pain and anger, and I gazed down at her two handfuls of tit and the pink nipples jiggling about on top of them, the flat belly, the narrow waist, right down to her obtrusive pubic bone with its skimpy covering of blonde hair. I sat up straight while I fucked her and watched my brown, veteran cock plunge into her virgin snowiness, parting those white lips to get at the startling fresh pink inside, and then I had to stop fucking for a moment to stop from blowing the works. This was like an old and lingering dream come true for me, and even as I was fulfilling the dream I couldn't believe it was happening.
"Please, mister, please!" Peggy was in agony. She had thrown the dildo aside in a fit of pique and now crawled over to me to fondle what was visible of my dick. "I want it so bad! Please, give it to me just this once. I've been waiting for years for this!"
Something in her tone of voice touched me and I withdrew from her frigid sister to lay back on the bed. "Okay, you want it, take it," I said. I would get back to Penny another time I resolved. But for now I would enjoy the luxury of being raped by the girl of my dreams. She straddled me eagerly and almost couldn't get my dick up herself because of her hurry. But she managed and I reclined on the pillows and watched her through half opened eyes as she bounced on top of me with youthful glee. Her pussy had expanded slightly, just enough to make a proper fucking possible, and she took full advantage of that. She moved forward and back, adjusting her position to her cunt's demands, getting my dick to bend so it would chafe her clitoris, and. the putting the pressure on her asshole with it. Whatever she wanted to do was all right with me. I was happy just to watch her white little tits bobble firmly from side to side.
And in my contentment I forgot about self-restraint. Suddenly my balls gave the warning sign, a red light flicked on in my mind, and I grabbed her about the waist with both hands to begin pumping her up and down over my cock. It was urgent now, imperative to get the best out of this bout, and for that reason I shook her and jammed her over my cock as if she was a rag doll with a hole. She squealed in delight, letting her body go limp for the extra sensations it brought her. And in that fashion we reached a staggering and mutual climax. I was impressed by her quick transition from virginity to womanhood, and more impressed by the strength of my orgasm. It felt as though every shred of lust went into that one blast, and with it went all of my nagging frustrations and obsessions.
Suddenly it dawned on me what I had done. Jenny was home in bed, alone, she could wake up at any moment and find me gone. Worse, I was in the home of these girls and for all I knew they weren't of age. Christ, I must have gone crazy, one of those Jekyll and Hyde spells. I jumped .off the bed and got dressed. Peggy begged me to stay longer but I 'couldn't even think about that. I remembered to throw her the wallet I'd taken from her bag earlier, and without so much as saying "thank you" I climbed out of the window and disappeared into the night.
CHAPTER TWO
I was tired and riddled with guilt the next day. Memories of my night with the twins kept flashing before my eyes only to be followed by the trusting smiles of Jenny. She wouldn't ever suspect me of cheating on her, not after ten years of faithfulness. I had to make it up to her somehow, if only to get rid of my burden.' What the hell, for all I knew she'd been screwing around with other guys. There was no way of knowing. But try as I might, I couldn't square it with my conscience until I had in some way atoned for my misdeeds.
Jenny had a weakness for one special kind of love-making, and every year or so I would treat her to it. I liked it myself but nowhere near as much as she did, which made it easier for me to keep it special. That evening I invited-her to the drive-in and her eyes lit up. "The drive-in?" she said. "You mean there's a movie you want to see?"
"I don't even know what's playing," I said.
"Oh Richard, you're a terrible man! But I'll go. We'll take a blanket and some beer then, will we?" She knew the routine backward. After a quick snack we packed the gear into the car and drove out to the drive-in. She sat close to me and I rested my hand on her knee on the way. Already I felt a new charge enliven my system. Before we'd been married we used to go to the drive-in solely to neck and pet. Both of us had lived at home and there wasn't any other place in which we could give vent to our passion for each other. This, then, was a return to adolescence, a time of innocence and agony, coming home after a long evening's fingerfucking only to jerk myself off most delicately so as not to touch my aching balls, a time of unmitigated lust that used to have me hard in the middle of the day or in the dead of night from just thinking about Jenny and what she had between her legs. Marriage changed all that. We fucked so much in the .first year that there was nothing left to fantasize about!
We parked close to the main body of cars. As teenagers we'd always kept away from the others but now we liked to put an edge to our erotic pleasures. It excited us to think someone could be watching us. Jenny took the speaker inside and hung it on the window. I bought cokes and hot dogs. Then there was nothing to do but wait for the lights to go out and for the show to start ... We talked about little matters and, although we stayed close to each other, we made no move to go further. My balls tingled with the excitement of the occasion. In the dim lighting of the drive-in Jenny looked much the same as she had at eighteen, so sweet and pretty, so eager to sample everything. We ate the hot dogs and emptied the coke bottles, putting them on the floor to cash them in later. People trooped by us laden with food and drinks, a constant supply column feeding their families and lovers so they could have their way with them later. They moved more quickly when the lights went down. I placed my arm about Jenny's shoulders and we watched the coming attractions.
"Do you remember the first time we did this?" Jenny asked softly. "I wouldn't let you touch me at all but I ended up blowing you. Do you think I was an abnormal teenager?"
"I thought you were at the time," I nodded, "but not for long." I took her face in my hands and held her still while I pressed a deep, lingering kiss to her lips. She kept her mouth closed until I forced it open with my intrusive tongue, and then she gradually opened wider and wider until our tongues could play around at will and we were losing ourselves in each other. The burble coming from the speakers, the sound of mothers calling their children into the car, and the clink of coke bottles on the floor took us both back over the years and suddenly there was no question of pretending anymore. We were teenagers, we were immoderately horny, and she was going to put out for me tonight!
I kissed her until she was breathing heavily and then I let my hand slip down to her big tits. At once she pushed it away and I rested it on her arm, kissing her all the harder, forcing my tongue down her throat, moving it back and forth suggestively until she was just that little bit hotter. The second try was admitted. My hand caressed-the firm swell of her tits through her sweater, looking for the nipple and for the best way to get her so horny that she'd let me onto third base. Down below her pussy throbbed for me, quailing wetly, and I felt like breaking out of the game just to get to it. But no, hold back, just caress those magnificent tits until she forces you to go down on her!
My cock was no longer tired or listless. It stood up straight in my pants, and clamored for more room in which to expand. I shifted out from behind the steering wheel so I could press my hard-on into her side, to let her know how she was inspiring me. Jenny gave no sign that she felt it, but she allowed me to caress her tits to my heart's content and that was a good omen. The atmosphere in the car grew hot and sweaty, the windows were already fogging up. Vaguely I heard the movie begin. Guns were going off, horses galloped, a woman screamed. The smell of popcorn drifted in through the windows, a baby cried in a nearby ear. My hand left her tits and moved down to her waist, found the hem of her sweater and crept back up under it. Jenny writhed under my passionate kisses and my hand got by unnoticed. She had on the kind of bra she used to wear then, a stiff affair bordered by wire and straps. I had to go right to the top and then come down again to feel her naked flesh, warm and soft in the stiff cups, working my fingers in deeper and deeper until I felt her hard nipples hiding under her puddings. She hunched her shoulders slightly so I could get my hand on all of her breasts and at the same tune her tongue moved deeper into my mouth with brash fucking motions.
"I want you!" I panted, desperately groping under her sweater to get to the catch of her bra. "I want you right now, right here! Feel my cock, Jenny, ifs as hard as a rock for you! Just touch it!" She shook her head but she kept kissing me and when I unsnapped her bra she made no move to prevent me. Now her tits rolled out, free and voluptuous, and my fingers kneaded into them with such pleasure that I felt all ten of them were about to ejaculate! When I put the pressure on she lifted her arms and let me take off her sweater. Her bra was white and crooked, one tit poking out above it, the other hanging down below. She shrugged it off and embraced me with fervent kisses, grinding her chest into mine to stimulate her nipples on my rough plaid shut. Now we were getting places. Her pussy beckoned me from its snug hiding place. I had to time it right. My face buried itself between her tits, I licked her nipples and bit them lightly, squeezing them, loving them until her body trembled with emergent orgasms. "Ooohhh, Richard!" she whispered. "That feels so nice, so lovely, you make me shake all over!"
"I can make you feel even better," I said, and my hand moved quickly to her knee. She took hold of my hand with both of hers but she hesitated before taking it off, and that gave me enough time to push up further. By the time she reached a decision our hands were pressing into her crotch and she couldn't resist me any longer. Her hips jerked forward suddenly, almost involuntarily, and her pussy pressed into my hand with an urgency that made me bold enough to caress it openly. She had on thin slacks and I could feel the familiar outline of her pudgy cunt through them. It was hot and her crotch was a little damp already. I knew exactly what it would be like to the touch and taste once I got her slacks off and yet it still intrigued me to work my way toward that point.
Now that I had my hand on her pussy I was able to make her my slave. Just rubbing her cunt made her so wild and wet that I had no trouble getting her pants off, nor her panties, and when she was naked I only had to suggest that we get into the back. "Okay, but first take your shirt off," she whispered. She watched while I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, and then she ran her hands over my chest admiringly. A moment went by during which I let her kiss me there and stroke my nipples, but then I took one of her hands and placed it squarely on the big bulge in my pants. "Ooohhh! she quavered, withdrawing her hand as though she'd touched a hot plate. "It's so big!"
"You want to see it?" I said, grabbing my belt as if to open up. She quickly shook her head and crawled over the seat into the back, giving me a panoramic view-of her splendid ass and-that thickly haired pussy. The light reflecting from the big screen was deflected by droplets of moisture in her pubic hair, briefly forming flashing diamonds there. Then she was in the back and her arms reached out for me to come in. Before she could protest I took off my trousers, socks and shoes, and scurried over the top to take her into my arms and to hug my, inflamed body against hers. She took hold of my cock like she'd never let go and it didn't take much maneuvering to give her mouth a shot at my over-inflated member. It was just like our first date except this time we knew what we were doing. Her tongue lashed out like a lizard's and wrapped itself about my flushed knob, her lips mauled the tip of my glans in between lashes, and her hot breath brushed about my sensitive skin. I had to cling to the front seat for moral support. In no time at all I was her slave!
But I didn't want to neglect her. With an effort of pure will I got back into the running and made her turn around so that her hairy twat was near my face, as close to it as my cock was to hers. Now I could give her some of her own medicine. The tropical little jungle descended slowly to cover my mouth and my tongue moved into position right away, cutting through the undergrowth to get at the smooth, slippery valley below. Once there, it was easy to follow the trail to her cunt hole, and when I had it lined up I grabbed hold of her ass and pulled her down just as my tongue shot up into her. That made her slow down. Her body arched back and she let go of my cock to take a deep, quick breath of air. She went back down on me soon enough but not with the same amount of control. The more I dug my tongue into her pussy the less regular her lashing and mauling became, until in the end she just lay her head down on my crotch and let herself enjoy what I was doing between her legs.
I took my time at this point. She was groaning softly, wriggling now and then to get her pussy into a better position, but for the rest she was unable to do more than wallow. I licked her pussy up and down, slicking down her bushy hair to clear the valley, and my thumbs held her labia well apart. Now my tongue ran up and down untrammeled, slithering around her hardened clitoris, poking about in her yawning maw, and going right up to her asshole, that puckered, soft, musky little garden of pleasure that she let me play in only on special occasions such as these. Everything about her thrilled me, her smell, her softness, the resilience of her ass cheeks, the wetness of her cunt, the mature fragrance of woman exuding from deep within her body, and each thrill made me eat her out all the more forcefully until at last she let out a long wail of ecstasy and pulled away from me.
"I need you now!" she panted, struggling to get into position over my loins. It wasn't easy on the narrow seat. She had to rest one foot on the floor and hang on to the front seat as she moved her pussy over my dick. I felt so wonderfully relaxed and sensual that I couldn't even guide my cock up her. She would have to do that all by herself. I rested my head on the armrest and gazed up at her with a removed kind of affection. Her big tits swung from side to side, she was peering down Intensely, and struggling to get my cock up her pussy, the picture of lust and femininity. My knob touched down on that yielding, oily spot at the bottom of her cunt and right away she put a bit of pressure on to bring it within the grip of her elastic cunt muscles. Some pubic hair got in the way but that only set off the silky smoothness of her innards. She worked her hips up and down until she had swallowed all of my cock, and then she lay forward on top of me to start fucking me slowly, thoroughly.
"Oh darling, this is so good!" she gasped. She slipped her hands under, my ass and squeezed my buns hard with her long nails. "I wish we could fuck all night. Wouldn't that be something? Your big cock in my cunt, sliding in and out and I could finger your ass just like ... this!" A long-nailed finger pushed at my sphincters and past them in spite of my nervous contractions. I loved it when she did that to me but the long nails caused me some anxiety. She was good at it, though. Her finger got past the strong muscles that tried to expel her and it lodged right in me to tickle that strange little gland up there. I felt like blowing at once but nothing happened. It was a bit like clicking the switch without the light going on. And at the same time she was fucking me with short motions, just enough to keep the erotic friction going along the full length of my cock, keeping me hot and trembling on the brink.
It wasn't at all the way it used to be. Jenny was a woman through and through. When we were teenagers I had to be the prime mover in everything. If I wanted to be eaten I had to coerce her into doing it, I had to make her swallow my sperm, I had to talk her into fucking, I had to come up with new ideas. But now she had done it all and so often that they were part of her life. She- understood sex in its very essence. She could make love to me in such a way that not a shred of lust would remain in my body, and that's what she was doing right then. No, it wasn't the same as it had been ten, twelve years ago. Then it was green apples and splinters in the slippery slide. Now it was ripe fruit and smooth progressions to nirvana, perhaps too ripe and too smooth. Already my body was contracting into itself in preparation for the big climax. She was hissing, biting her lips, dancing around on top of me to get my cock to barge into her from different angles. Her cunt muscles contracted cunningly, she finger-fucked my asshole, she shook her tits, and I held on to her shivering cheeks to sense her full sensuality, both of us cooperating to create mighty climaxes in each other. The car was bobbing crazily, the speaker banged against the windows, I could just about feel the stares from surrounding cars, but that only contributed to our act of passion. "YES, YES, COME ON YOU BITCH, FUCK HARDER, GIVE IT TO ME, THAT'S THAT'S THE WAY, RAM IT DOWN OVER MY COCK, AAAHHH YES, YES, UUUUUUNNNNHHHHHH!"
And she yelled: "OOOOOWWWWWWW WOOO-OOOWWWW!! HERE COMES, HERE COMES, ARE YOU READY BABY, HERE IT COMES, IT'S BIG, OOOOOOOOAAAAAHHHHHHH!!" Sweating, debilitated, we melted into one lump of flesh and lay on the back seat trying to catch our breath. Slowly she slithered down my body until she was lying face down over my dick. Her lips closed around the shrinking, oily, spermy knob and sucked it down into her mouth. There wasn't much she could do with it but just having it inside her warm, wet mouth was a comfort to me. She licked it clean and sucked out the last drops of sperm and I felt a deep contentment steal over me. Her mouth led me from the highs to the medium-highs without any sense of let-down. I caressed her hair lazily and let her have her way with me. Only when it was close to intermission did we interrupt our euphoric pleasures to get out clothes back on and look normal for the passers-by. I got some very strange looks when I went out to get some more eats. Let them look. All those fish-eyed people were dying to get laid and when they saw someone who had been laid they were torn between killing him and envying him. One man asked if I would mind being more discreet. "There are kids around, you know!" he said.
"So what?" I said, pausing briefly.
"It's not good for them to see people carrying on that way! You have to be careful with kids, you know that!" The man was getting hot under the collar but he was smaller than me and thus more self-controlled.
"I don't know about that. Let them peek through the window and see what happens to them. At worst they'll "try it themselves, and maybe they'll get to like it." I kept walking. People bored me profoundly. The second feature came on, something about chain-saw murders. Jenny sat with one leg draped over mine, bottomless, gently pushing the top of a coke bottle into her pussy while she watched the movie. I watched her masturbate and felt my cock rising again. She was doing a lot of that lately. I had woken up several times in the past few months to raid her still watching television, one finger stirring about inside her pussy, the other hand on her breasts pinching her nipples and squeezing them. On the one hand I was turned on by her independent lust, on the other I wondered if there was something more I should be doing for her. But for the time being I took a perverse pleasure in seeing her that way, so nonchalant, so horny, not at all worried by the closeness of so many inhabited cars, just having a good time with her coke bottle.
As she made progress the bottle dug in deeper and she reclined away from me, supporting her head on the armrest. She had lost all interest in the movie now, it was all between her and the bottle. The neck of it moved into her splayed flesh majestically, digging deep only to emerge against shimmering with oil. Her free hand kept her pussy open and titillated her clitoris at the same time. Her mouth was slack and heir eyes closed, and I heard her moan under her breath whenever she reached a new peak of pleasure. In spite of the workout she had given my cock it began to stir willfully, and it wasn't long before it was its magnificent hard self again. But Jenny was too far gone to notice. The coke bottle dug deeper and deeper. The neck disappeared and some more of the bottle itself. She was straining and groaning, pushing the bottle into her pussy until the first bulge in its shape had been surpassed and she relaxed with the waist of the bottle holding her cunt open. She stared into space, oblivious to everything but her own perverse pleasure. In sympathy with her I started to rub my cock, but I really wanted to fuck her. She grabbed hold of the bottle again and pulled it out a way to put more pressure on herself. Obviously I wasn't going to get a look in on this scene.
"Let's go home," I said abruptly. She nodded distantly and kept moaning to herself. I started the car and drove away so fast the pebbles spun my tires. The speaker cord snapped and left us with a souvenir. I cursed under my breath, Jenny didn't notice a thing, We left the drive-in and I gave the car the gun. I couldn't work out what was happening to me but I knew something was amiss. She wouldn't take that goddamn coke bottle out of her goddamn twat! Moved by a sudden impulse I reached over and reefed it out of her cunt, tossing it out of the window in the same motion.
"Richard!" She was shocked. "Why did you do that? How inconsiderate of you!"
"If I see you with anything bigger than my dick in your pussy I'm going to shove it up so far it comes out of your mouth!" I yelled.
"Oh big talk," she sneered. She put her clothes back on and sat on the far side of the seat, sulking actively. I swung the car into our driveway and slammed the door shut after me. She followed me into the house and went directly into the bedroom. This was a marital impasse! I couldn't talk with her about it because she felt she had the right to get off any way she felt like it. Besides, who was I to criticize her after my dalliance with the twins. No, I would have to adjust to her newly acquired habits.
But I still felt restless in spite of my broadminded resolution. Instead of going to bed I walked out of the house and wandered down the street aimlessly. It was late enough for everyone to be either out or locked in on their TV beams. Not a soul stirred, not a dog barked, everything was quiet and orderly, well kept, clean, the exact opposite to my mental condition. I wanted something but I didn't know what! I thought of going to the twins' house but that wouldn't be smart. No, I'd have to be strong. Jenny and I would sit down and talk about it like responsible adults ought to!
Somehow I reached the gates of a nearby girls' boarding school. It didn't strike me at first. The place was familiar, long ivy-covered walls surrounding a large estate, in the center of which a cluster of hoary buildings housed a few hundred girls from well-to-do families. But when I thought about it a little further I realized that there weren't just a few hundred girls but also a few hundred young pussies and twice as many budding breasts!
It was as though all my frustrations and passions rose together at that moment to, displace whatever rational processes went on in my mind. I became a creature obsessed with lust, a mad craving for all those young cunts and all those green-apple tits, those sweaty thighs and pert little buns, big innocent eyes and hymens galore! I checked the gates out closely and found they weren't as secure as they were thought to be. The spikes on top of the wrought ironwork were quite blunt . and well spaced so that I only had to climb up and drop down to get into the grounds. Before I could think about it I was there, standing on the crunch gravel path leading to the main building. I moved onto the lawn and snuck through the darkness to get to the dormitory buildings. They were easily distinguished because lights burned in all the windows. My cock throbbed and I found it hard to breathe as I headed for those windows. What would I see there? Naked bodies, naked teenage bodies, all for me to beat off over! I couldn't wait!
I crept past the first row of windows and saw nothing, just rows of lockers, a few girls milling about with sports equipment, but except for a few ankles there was no nudity to be discovered there. The girls had to live on the higher floors. I looked around to see how I could become a spectator to that. My only hope lay in the surrounding trees. They were ancient oaks with branches that started high off the ground. But luck was with me. At the back of the building I found a ladder leaning against a shed, and with the aid of the ladder I managed to get up in the most strategically placed oak. Even as I climbed I caught glimpses of girlishness that set my pulses racing. And when I found a nice fork to nestle into, a veritable panorama of loveliness spread out before me.
There they were, the rich little girls of the prep school, all in various states of undress. They were talking, getting ready for bed, walking around in the nude, or bending over their study tables. Some thirty beds had been placed in two long rows along opposite walls so that a wide promenade was left between them. This was where most of the social action took place and I stared until my eyes hurt at the array of pretty teenagers moving about there. Small hard breasts, almost hairless little pussies, buttocks that fairly squeaked with newness. They carried their assets around so innocently! None of them knew how much their asses were worth. Only I knew, and I was up a tree drooling to myself! I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. It was hard to focus on any one girl because so many of them had something to offer my feverish mind. I forced myself to concentrate on one little girl, fourteen, fifteen perhaps, looking much younger in her panties and with a towel wrapped about her wet hair. She sat in front of the window and gazed at her own reflection as she rubbed her hair dry. Those small tits, just glorified nipples, bobbed about firmly, reluctantly, with every motion her arms made, and I could feel the touch of those hard little nipples against my lips! But not far from her stood a girl who was stark naked. She had her back to me and two assertive little buns pushed out at me insolently. She took a few steps forward and those buns rolled stiffly, just enough to give her flesh a little shiver. I closed my fist around my cock and began to tug manfully. Another girl was naked and doing exercises on her bed, push-ups, chin-ups, bending and twisting her supple body so that each of her orifices flashed out at me at one time or another. And there were so many more, so much pussy, so many tits! But a woman walked into the dormitory and made an announcement that had them all heading for their respective beds.
The woman stood near the light switches, her hand poised over them and her cold eyes swept over the tucked in beauties for a moment. She moved away suddenly and went over to a girl in the bed nearest to the window. She whispered something in her ear and her hand slipped under the covers for a second to fondle her. Then it was over. The lights went out and I was stuck up in the tree with nothing to stimulate me. For a while I sat there unable to decide what to do. I didn't want to leave because there was no place to go. My nagging lust persisted, keeping my cock full of blood and my hand hard around my cock in case of inspiration. Just as I was about to leave, however, some of the lights went back on. I settled back and watched with mounting interest. The girls were in their nighties and gathered near the window around the bed of the girl who had received a personalized goodnight fondle from the teacher. I didn't know what was going on but the girls knew exactly what they were doing.
I saw them strip the girl and tie her with nighties to the bedstead. One of them brought a hairbrush with a long handle and another took it to start fucking her with it slowly, viciously. Girls gathered around the bed and watched her squirm in pain. When I listened very carefully I could make out what they were saying: "Dyke, dyke, what do you really like!" something like that. I couldn't get over the sight of all those well-bred little girls jerking-off one of their schoolmates with a hairbrush just because one of the teachers liked her better than all the others. But they were doing it and I was glad. My cock throbbed with lust and each stroke of my hand brought it a step closer to its climax. More lights went on. I could see the victim grimacing in pain, holding her hands over her mouth so she wouldn't scream out. Another girl stood by with a pillow, ready to smother her should she forget to be silent. And the hairbrush slipped in and out steadily, digging into that tender young pussy like an over-grown cock. I couldn't stand it! In my mind I was touching her young box, her little tits, I was shoving my cock deep into her open mouth and preparing to take a delicate taste of her cuntal fluids. Such a waste to room girls with each other! So many men would willingly put them up in their own dorms.
My one-handed reverie was interrupted by the entrance of the school mistress on the scene. The moment she stepped into the dormitory the girls flew back to their own beds and pulled the covers over their heads, leaving the victim tied up and with a hairbrush sticking out of her pussy. The woman yelled at the girls for a while but she could hardly wait to remove the intruding object and to smooth the poor girl's abused mickey. How tenderly she caressed her! I could see' her lust writ large all over her face and I knew just how she felt. The victim was delicious! Another few strokes, thinking how it was my hand caressing that splayed, naked pussy, surrounded by all those teenagers! Hot sperm boiled out of my cock and dripped down over the branch. With it went the worst of my desires. I felt relieved even though I knew the little girls would be back to torture me soon enough.
On the way home I resolved not to give in to this strange yen anymore. After all, I was a grown man, and if I had to have some extra pussy in my life I could pick on women my own age. There were enough of them, that was for sure. The women up and down my block often gave me lingering looks. And if that made me feel too guilty perhaps I could get Jenny involved in swinging or something�now there was an idea! Why hadn't I thought of that before! I knew a couple who ran a swinging establishment, very discreet, carefully selected members, and we could get our residual rocks off with any one of them!
As soon as I got home I made the call and my friend said of course we would be welcome. The next task was to persuade Jenny. I thought that was going to be difficult. In the past we had talked about people who swapped spouses and she had seemed very unenthusiastic about the practice. But now ... I just mentioned the swingers' club to her and she was sold! "When do we go?" she wanted to know. "Oh, Richard, this is so exciting! How did you ever think of it?"
"It was an inspiration," I said.
So, several evenings later, we bathed our bodies and dressed them to the nines, and drove into the city to attend our first swingers' get-together. We were both nervous and smoked a lot but at the same time we couldn't wait to get started. The friend who ran the operation, Louis, greeted us at the door. "Richy, Jenny, great to see you! I knew you'd finally give in some day. And why shouldn't you? Go inside and look over that smorgasbord of sensual delights, and just take your pick!" He slapped me on the back and pointed the way.
Close to fifty people were in a large dining room. They sat around tables large enough to accommodate five couples and we found a vacant spot on one of them. The four couples eyed us curiously but they were friendly enough to get us over the initial embarrassment. My eye alighted on the black couple. She was a tall, broad shouldered woman with high cheekbones and straightened hair drawn back tightly along her skull. She had on a white dress which made her look all the darker, and when she leaned forward to help herself to some of the snacks she showed a generous pair of tits. I wanted to see more of her and I had to wait until she had to go to the ladies' room for that. Her white dress fell over a pair of cheeks that stuck out to the back proudly, two big round buns moving smoothly under the dress above long slender legs. I was sold. So was Jenny.
"That black couple," she whispered, "let's start with them. I like him a lot, he's so handsome!" I looked the black man over carefully 'and wondered if that was really the reason she had chosen him. Just as we agreed the other couple with us told us they'd like to get together with us, and the fourth couple announced they liked the look of the third couple. There was a pause as each of us considered his options, and it was up to me to cut through the knot.
"Why don't we all go back to my place? Then we-can have everybody here!"
"Great idea!" they chorused. It didn't take much deliberation to get us moving. The other couples in the room were eating and talking, too experienced to be too hot, but we left. Louis beamed after us and wished us good luck. With indecent haste we jumped into our respective cars and sped to my place. Jenny could hardly sit still on the way. She kept looking back at the other cars and touching herself.
Aside from the black couple we found ourselves with two Vikings, tall blonde people who looked larger than the rest of us; and a small dark couple. I mused over the fact that people preferred to marry people like themselves but that was too perverse a notion to. intrigue me for long. For now I was preoccupied with getting the people to be at ease with each other. The Vikings wanted to get down to it right away but the black couple wanted a drink and the swarthy couple was arguing in whispers. Jenny served everyone with tall drinks but I could tell she was impatient with this preamble. Sure enough, when the others were still stalling, she took it upon herself to break them out of their ruts.
"Wow, look at you all," she said, moving through the couples and appraising each person boldly, "all beautiful, sexy people, all here for one purpose! I can't take it! My pussy is so wet that it's going to be embarrassing soon. And it's so hot in here! Does anyone mind if I slip out of something uncomfortable?"
"No, no, not at all," they said, and she had their full attention. I stood\m the sidelines and watched my wife give in to her most secret desires. She was transformed by her lust, a wanton now, lip-licking hard-breathing horny bitch. Her hands moved over her contours suggestively and with each move she made the erotic temperature in the room went up another notch. The people sat down and nursed their drinks, watching my wife as she slunk through the room and undid her dress. When she let it fall to the floor they let out a sigh of relief. The ice had been broken at last! The swarthy couple stopped arguing and the man went directly to the Viking woman. She towered over him but he obviously liked that in a woman. Both watched my wife but their hands entwined and then moved on to more private areas. I moved in next to the statuesque black woman at the same moment as her husband shifted nearer to the clearing where my wife was stripping. And the Viking man, with good humor, took the small swarthy woman in his lap and began to run his large hand over her fragile form as though he was playing with dolls. She seemed quite happy suddenly.
"Ooooohhhh!" sighed Jenny, taking off her bra and releasing her big taut tits with a shake. Her hands were both in her panties, groping and squeezing, pushing her loins out at the black man with undisguised lust. He was smiling broadly, all teeth and glittering eyes, waiting for her to do it all. "Sssssssssss! Oh Jesus, I'm so horny! Let me see your equipment, lover, let me see your big, big dick!" When he didn't do anything she dropped to her knees between his legs and undid his fly. What she came up with was truly startling. -Myths or no myths, this black stud was hung like a horse! "Oh wooooowww!" sighed my wife and a second later she was down on him, licking his long hard cock and taking as much of it in as she could.
"Women sure go for his joy stick," his wife observed dryly. I realized the two of us were just sitting there as observers, and that had to change. Her name, I learned, was Joy, but from there on it became harder to know her. She was a proud woman, not the kind to make a spectacle of herself as Jenny was doing. I had to find her vulnerable spot and press it, but that wasn't easy when Joy sat there with her legs crossed and her hands folded in her lap. I sat close to her and put my arm over her shoulders to which she responded with a polite smile. Then I tried to touch her tits. She didn't push my hand away or anything, she just didn't respond at all. Her eyes were on her husband and on what my wife was doing to him. Jenny really was shameless. The other couples were moving toward sex at a fairly fast clip but she was sucking and moaning and jerking herself off like a fiend!
A mixture of anger and passion drove me to precipitate action. No more Mr. Nice Guy! I wanted this beautiful black woman I would have her! I stood up and took off my clothes. Joy looked on passively. Only when I presented my half-hard cock to her mouth did she look troubled. "Not yet," she demurred. "Wait a while, I'll be all right."
"No, now!" I said. I took her head in both hands and stood right in between her legs, forcing her dress up to her thighs, all to get my dick in between those full, sensual lips of hers. She resisted me as best she could but there was no turning my eager cock back. Reluctantly she parted her lips slightly, just enough for me to get in further, and before she could protest I had my knob down her throat. She wasn't crazy about sucking me off but she settled into a steady pattern of licks and sucks and that was all I wanted for the moment.
The small swarthy man had his blonde woman on a chair and he was taking his clothes off for her. She was watching him with faint amusement, as if the idea of this small man tackling her was too silly to take seriously. But her expression changed drastically when she saw what he pulled out of his pants. His cock was inversely proportioned to the rest of him, a monster some ten or eleven inches long and as thick as his forearm! It wasn't quite hard, just swollen and sticking out to the front with a small droop, but even in that condition it was an intimidating weapon. "Oh my God!" exclaimed the blonde and my wife, hearing her, turned to see what the commotion was about.
"Holy shit!" she cried. She looked at the hard black cock hovering before her face and at the large brown cock in the Viking's hands, and I could tell she felt she had the worse of the two. But she was too horny to have her cake without eating it. She wanted it all, no matter who it might upset. She took, the black man by his dick and pulled him over to where the swarthy man stood, then she offered her naked ass to him and threw coy glances over her shoulder. The man was in a quandary. On the one hand he had his ideal blonde woman within reach, on the other there was this horny bitch on the floor with her pussy dripping wet and wide open just for him. The Viking was a bit slow on the uptake. She remained in her chair, an onlooker, and it wasn't long before she had lost her man. He couldn't withstand the force of Jenny's cunt. No one could. Even I felt a powerful twinge of lust course through me at the sight of so much sexuality. But I responded to that by driving my cock right into the black woman's mouth and keeping it there. The swarthy man mounted Jenny at once, and drove his immense cock up her with a grunt. Jenny screamed with pleasure and seized the black man's cock with her lips before he could escape her. The blonde just sat there and fumed.
I motioned for her to come over and she did, not happily but to avenge herself. The moment she sat down next to Joy, the black woman's demeanor changed drastically. She began to suck my cock more ardently and that pleased me until I noticed her hands wandering over to the blonde. The Viking responded at once, playing handsies for a bit before embracing Joy and caressing her all over. Joy liked that so much that she let my dick slip out of her mouth and took to kissing the blonde instead. They were locked into their embrace, kissing, fondling, steaming with passion, and I clearly had no place in there. Now I was the one who was angry. Jenny was on her knees before the black man, eating him for all she was worth while the swarthy little man pumped his large cock into her ever-greedy pussy, the big male Viking was a choc-a-block up the little dark woman, and she was squealing and crooning in ecstasy. Everyone was having a good time but me!
Joy and her blonde friend soon had their clothes off and merged into a quaking mass of flesh, a two-tone sixty-nine that made them gurgle and groan and claw at each other. The blond man released his wad deep inside the swarthy woman and just about propelled her across the room with the force of it. She was utterly satisfied but he seemed anything but sated. His cock was still hard and he rubbed ,it to keep it that way, all the while checking out the other participants. There were no vacancies for him either, not until the magnificently hung man plowing into Jenny let go of his wad. Right away, before Jenny could even register the deposit, the Viking tore the little man off her and took his place. His big fair cock slithered into her over-lubricated cunt and slopped about in there until it became clear that he couldn't get enough friction to keep � himself viable. Without asking her permission he withdrew his cock and used the sperm and the juices to pave his way into her asshole. Jenny kept right on eating her black friend.
The little woman lay on her back on the floor, gasping, sprawling about tiredly, and I considered fucking her just to get this heavy load off my balls. Joy and the blonde were rolling about behind the couch by this time, finger-fucking each other passionately. The black man had his eyes closed and just kept on grinning as his cock was regaled by the finest any woman's mouth had to offer. The Viking screwed my wife's ass and the swarthy little man massaged his cock back into an erection. What was he planning? The Viking blew his wad and right away Jenny took her mouth off the black man's cock and scrambled around to offer her ass to him. He stuck it in her back passage, which now was fully distended and could accommodate two of bun. I'd been dealt out of the pack again! There had to be an orifice somewhere that would put me up for a little while!
I got on top of the little woman and eased my dick into her sodden pussy but it was too much like fucking a soggy mattress. She was asleep by the look of it. The lesbians had left the room. And Jenny was sucking the swarthy man's big cock while reveling in the anal pounding she was getting from her other friend. The Viking was smoking contemplatively.
Joy's husband's stamina was amazing. He kept fucking my wife right through the plethora of climaxes, plugging away as though he had been especially trained for the marathon. The swarthy man deposited his load deep down my wife's throat and he, too, withdrew to sit on the sidelines and relax. Jenny was too tired to stay on her knees so she collapsed slowly on her side, taking care not to disturb her diligent lover. That, if nothing else, made one hole available to me. Seized, by a sudden impulse I lay on the floor in front of her and sidled up until my cock was very near to her creaming pussy. The black man fucked her asshole with a steady, -resounding beat, all I had to do was set up an opposite rhythm. Her cunt was wide open and when I entered her she embraced me and kissed my face passionately. "Oooohhhh yessssss, darling, yes, come in me, I can't get enough. Yes, yes, oh that feels so good! My ass is full at last!"
So it was. There was no need to withdraw when the black man entered. Our cocks moved in unison, sliding in and out the wide open channels, slopping about in the sperm and the fluids, and the bulk of the other's cock gave the operation some tension. I hadn't known Jenny to be so loose but so much fucking and those coke bottles must have stretched her muscles. For the moment it was all for the best because her looseness made fucking her a revel in warm, wet sensuality. I clung to her big tits and watched as my cock emerged briefly beyond the brake of dark hair down there, only to see it dive back in again. She was moaning and shaking, gasping with a two-edged ecstasy that had her climaxing every which way. It was as though she was receiving prizes from two directions at once and she didn't know which to accept first! In the end, however, she got both of them at once, and her yells echoed through the house as a double climax threw her into convulsions. At about the same time the black man and I came, sending strong squirts of hot cream into her body, and for a moment I thought Jenny would lose her mind. She was still rolling about and foaming at the mouth when we pulled out. Gradually she subsided until in the end she fell into a deep, contented doze on the living room floor.
Our guests left an hour or so later, tired, pleased, and we all said we'd get together again. But deep down I knew I wouldn't. I had seriously tried to play with people my own age but throughout the evening I'd had flashes of life in the girls' dormitories, and' whenever they had hit I had felt a deep surge of passion. No, this wasn't the way to cure my new obsession. Nor was-it cementing our marriage. Jenny had been, in a word, a pig that evening. I wanted to tell her that but she was out to it. I left her there and went upstairs to sleep by myself.
CHAPTER THREE
A week went by in which I did nothing. Of course I went to work, ate, slept, and communed with nature when necessary, but for the rest I just sat around the house and let the television put me into comas. Jenny was perplexed by my behavior but I couldn't be bothered to tell her what the trouble was. It took me, that long to get some order into my thinking, and by the end of the week I was determined to take our marriage back to its original condition. After all, we loved each other and since we both had our kinks it was best to trade them both of! for normalcy. I was thinking about the best way to discuss this with my wife when some friends came by and asked us a big favor. I knew at the time that doing them that favor would mean jeopardizing everything. My whole life could be changed, our marriage could be wrecked�and yet I agreed to do it.
They were going on a second honeymoon, they told us, a week in the Caribbean, and they wanted us to put their daughter up for that period. Their daughter, Pru, was a delicious girl in her teens and the idea of having her in the house for a week sent all the blood down to my cock so as to leave my brain nothing to operate on. I was crazy for saying yes, but one look at the slender, budding girl with her long legs and her fluttery eyes, her long hair and lashes, and -I couldn't resist!
She was as lovely as a girl of that age can be, that smooth, unblemished complexion, the slight awkwardness, a tendency to giggle and flirt all at the wrong tune, she cooed over nasty music and favored extremely tight jeans, and she. had no sense of what her assets meant to anyone else. As she waited for her parents to say their piece she sat bored on an easy chair and bent over to fix her shoe in such a way as to give me a glimpse of her young breasts. A better trained woman would have known how to bend without giving anything away, bat Pru didn't understand that for lechers like me the .sight of tits had value. She shifted around listlessly in her chair, resting one leg over the other, and I gazed at her crotch with such longing that I became afraid her parents would notice. But they suspected nothing. We were old and trusted friends, happily married, how could they know what thoughts were passing through my mind?
And so she moved in with us for the week. I deposited her bags in the guest room and chatted with her for a while to break the ice. She was a friendly girl, eager to be liked, and pretty soon we were good friends. As soon as I came home from work Pru would come over and sit by me to tell me what had happened during the day, always wearing those tight jeans, always bending over, arid I was slowly losing my mind. Jenny got nothing from me in bed, I couldn't think about her at all. It was Pru I wanted. There were moments, when I came close to raping her, such as the time I walked into the bathroom and saw a pair of panties hanging over the shower curtain rod. They weren't Jenny's, they were too small for her. So they had to be Pru's. The thought of those panties spanning her teenage pussy, nestling into her slit, receiving chance droplets of her nectar, made me giddy! I closed the door and dropped my pants and, with my face-buried in the crotch, I masturbated all over the shower curtain.
There were other moments that were just as trying. I had to go downstairs for a midnight snack and noticed that Pro's light was still on. The door was slightly ajar and I couldn't resist taking a peek. She was under the covers but they only came up to her waist. She was naked and her small, pointed breasts stood up pertly for all the world to see. But as I tried to focus in on this vision of loveliness she turned her back on me and that was that. And there were chance glimpses, tiny moments of horny bliss, but through it all Jenny was right there to thwart my plans. I wasn't sure if �he knew how I felt about Pru. She was just there and that infuriated me!
By the end of the week Pru and I were as thick as thieves. We were sitting in the lounge room on the last evening she was to spend with us, talking and laughing, half watching television, and I was so hard that my cock was hurting! Jenny was in the kitchen preparing the meal and that gave me just enough privacy to probe into Pro's life a bit. "What about all your boyfriends," I said apropos something else, "don't they make your life difficult sometimes?"
"Oh no, never," she said airily. "If they tried that I'd just exchange them for another. There are plenty of boys in the world, right?"
"Right. But say you really like one and he wants to ... you know ... fool around. What would you tell him?"
"Oh, I'd let him�but only so far! Some girls in my class go the whole way for the price of a coke, but I'm not like that. He gets to third base if he's real lucky and then, curtains!" She giggled and looked away as if ashamed of her candor but I pushed further.
"Do you like what they do? I get the impression you let them do it as a favor to them instead of to yourself."
"What's in it for me?" she asked with some surprise. "Hell, they want to touch me, I don't want to touch them."
"You mean it's never given you any pleasure?"
"No really." She thought a while, her eyes resting on the television screen. "No, I can't say it has. I think they're silly for wanting to touch me down there at all to tell you the truth, Richard."
I was on the point of offering her my expertise to show her what she was missing out on when Jenny brought the food into the room. At that moment I would have gladly killed my wife! This young, virginal beauty sat on the couch with me and told me she didn't like to have her pussy touched 'and I was listening to her with a cock as hard as rock, and my wife has to come in with the goddamn dinner! But I fought down my rage and ate with long teeth. I couldn't stop thinking about what she had told me, nor could I stop imagining those impassioned young boys touching her between the legs. Hell, I wouldn't care if she didn't feel a thing, just let me touch it too!!
On her last evening with us, then, she went to her room and I went upstairs with my wife. Once we were alone Jenny began to complain how I hadn't made love to her in ages but I couldn't even reply to her lament. My mind was downstairs in the guest room, rutting about under the girl's blanket in search for that elusive virgin pussy. I had to do something! When her parents came it would be all over, my chances would be reduced to nil! Jenny complained until she fell asleep and I gave her fifteen minutes to make sure she was truly under. Then, my heart beating like tom-toms, I sneaked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.
Pru's room was in darkness but the door was open again. I slipped into her room silently and waited a moment for my eyes to get used to the darkness. I could make out her form under the covers. The streetlight lit the window up enough to make it a good backdrop. The sound of her breathing was regular. In a way that disappointed me. I had sort of hoped she would be waiting for me so that I could show her the way. But then she was only fifteen, what did she know about life, let alone sex? I sat carefully down on the side of her bed and touched her shoulder. She groaned faintly but that was all. After leaving my hand in the same position f or a minute to let her get used to being touched, I began to move it down to those delicious little tits.
She always slept in the nude, luckily for me. When my hand found her firm little mounds I experienced the full force of her sexuality, that green apple appeal that made my cock pop out of my pajamas and sent my blood coursing through my veins at double its normal rate. I wanted her so bad I could taste her! She stirred slightly and I held my hand still on her left breast. This would have been enough for me. Had I been caught at that moment I would have had the recollection of her resilient tit to carry with me. But no one burst in, she didn't yell out, and while there was still time I slipped my other hand down heir flat, smooth belly and down to where her downy pubic hair grew from an obtrusive mound of bone. My finger moved down by angstroms! I was almost reluctant to touch her cunt because the moment would, when achieved, be forever lost. At last I felt the beginning of her slit, a deep indentation in pudgy flesh that led to the fold running down the center, and the moment had come. It was prolonged into minutes as I felt her up with that one super-sensitive finger, caressing the well-defined outline of her pussy, moving in between those full lips, savoring the smoothness and freshness of youth. What a perfect little cunt! I longed to experience it more fully. My mouth watered and itched to get at it, but I wondered if that wouldn't be too risky. Ah, what the hell, I'd gone this far so I might as well go all the way. If I was going to get caught let the crime at least fit the punishment!
Reluctantly I took my hand away from her cunt and stripped my pajamas off. Then, holding my breath, I slowly removed the covers from her lithe naked body. Her breathing was as regular as before so I guessed she was a very sound sleeper. The covers dropped to the floor and I could make out her form quite well in the dimness. Her legs were just far enough apart to let me finger her but not to admit my face. I tried to move one leg over to one side but she resisted that instinctually and her hands went down to cover her pussy. What in men was fear of castration was in her a fear of penetration. If only I could reassure her! I wasn't certain but it seemed that her slit was visible from where I stood. I wanted to go down her so badly that my mind seized up from thinking too much, and I just stood there lost in my confusion. But that wouldn't do! I had to have her!
My gambit came to me in a flash: make her body feel good and she'll open up. I began with her toes. They were way too far from her cunt for my liking and yet I took a perverse pleasure in teasing myself, holding back from my real desires until everything fit into place. I took one of her big toes in my mouth and sucked on it, academically at first but pretty soon I developed a real yen for her feet. They were small feet and they smelled of soap but more important they were her feet! And when I looked up I saw her long legs leading to the shady patch between her thighs, an oasis for the thirsty traveler. It beckoned for me to come on in, rest a while, drink your fill, and with my lust at a dangerous peak I made my way toward it along her feet, her insteps, her heels, licking my way along her smooth calves, behind her knees, pushing her legs out of the way of my face as it approached her pussy slowly and eagerly.
It seemed to be working. I made it to high up her inner thighs and she was still letting me open her up. Not far to go now. The suspense constricted my chest, I was choking and my eyes bulged out. I couldn't hold back anymore, I had to have a mouthful right away! And with a moan of defeat I sank my face deep between her legs, expecting her to wake up screaming. Not a sound! She didn't even stir when my mouth made contact with those pudgy cunt lips, not even when my tongue insinuated itself between them. I couldn't believe my luck. The tip of my tongue moved up and down along the fold of her cunt flesh and opened it right up, relishing the smoothness of her flesh and the softness of her pubic hair. Not a twitch! She was mine, this young little cunt was mine, and all was well with the world.
I made myself totally at home. My hands rested on her firm thighs and my thumbs pressed into her flesh so as to open her cunt hole right up. For minutes, perhaps hours, I lay between her legs, my cock digging urgently "into the bed, my tongue exploring the wonder-" world of pussy, and my nose breathing in the delicious scent of her teenage womanhood. Now and then I caressed her breasts just to remind myself how sweet it was but for most of the time I was completely focused on her cunt. It was so different from Jenny's swamp, that hairy bog which my cock no longer penetrated but just sunk into. Pru's pussy was well defined, the cock would have to struggle to get by her elastic muscles and even inside it wouldn't be able to forget where it was. Her cuntal passage would maul it and squeeze it, milking the cock until it gave up its bounty of cream. I felt faint with lust!
Was it my spit or her body that was making her cunt so wet? I couldn't decide but she was very moist indeed. When I introduced a finger into her cunt it slithered into her and was held in place by nipping cunt muscles that cut the flow of blood off right away. If only that was my cock in there! I licked, her clitoris and nibbled at it a bit, and her body seemed to respond to that just a bit. I stopped and listened to see if her breathing pattern had changed. No, no change, I must have been imagining things. I went back to sucking her clit and lingering her hot pussy but then I heard a soft, lilting moan. Again I looked up and again everything looked normal.
But when her loins began to vibrate and her hands grabbed at my hair and forced my face harder down into her cunt, I knew I'd broken through her adolescent barriers. A woman emerged from the child at that moment. My tongue dug in deeper into the hole my finger had vacated, and my finger moved up to her tits, higher so she could smell the fragrance of her own cunt on it. She grabbed my hand and brought it to her lips to encircle the tip of that oily finger with her lips and to suck on it softly. Come emerged from my cock in seeping droplets ... Her cunt muscles had a hold on my tongue and her loins pushed her cunt harder into my face. Yes, she'd caught on all right.
"Do it to me, Richard!" I heard her whisper. "I want it now! I feel like it, I really do. Oh Richard, do it now, right now!"
How could I refuse her? But I wanted to make sure she was ready for all that was yet to come. My mouth opened wider and sucked her whole pussy in, keeping the pressure on until she writhed in the agony of ecstasy and her demands for action became clamorous. My hands were all over her body, squeezing and prying, working her up to fever pitch. Only when she threatened to scream the house down if I didn't fuck her right away did I acknowledge that she was ready.
"Guide it in now," I whispered, getting on top of her. "That's it, take a hold of it and put it into your delicious little twat. Now open your legs right up, that's ray girl, aaaahhhh yes, beautiful!" She placed my knob hard against her cunt hole and I pressed down on it with the full weight of my body. My knob slipped into the tight sleeve of her cunt and it was all I could do to stop from blowing right then and there. Her cunt clenched around me as if it meant never to let me go. When I pushed harder to get the rest of me up her, her labia folded in and stuffed themselves in there with my dick. It took a while to get the outside of her cunt juicy enough to let me slip by and when I did Pru began to whimper in pain.
"No, no, Richard, it hurts too much, take it out! Please, oh God, no, you're way too big for me. Take it out and I'll suck it for you but take it out now!"
"Relax, baby, it'll be all right." My cock slid in and out with short strokes and already her cuntal entrance had loosened up enough to let me take my dick out and plunge it back in without any problems. But Pru had to bear the brunt of my lust and she didn't feel she could. Her hands turned into fists and she belabored me with them in a futile bid to turn me back. Again she threatened to scream. I promptly picked up a pillow and put it over her face. And it wasn't too long before I could take the pillow away and relax my guard, because my cock burst through the resistance of her hymen and the pain must have made her first numb, then placed her beyond its reach altogether. She relaxed, sobbing now and then but willing to let me take her further up the garden path. "There, isn't that nice?" I whispered as my whole cock fitted itself into her cunt and rested there for a minute. "Doesn't it feel good and solid inside you?"
"It's choking me!" she gasped. "But it is nice. So big! Oh Richard, such strange things are happening down there! Are you sure that's the way it's supposed to be?"
"I'm positive," I said, and my cock began to slide back and forth with long, steady strokes now, a nice easy rhythm to reassure her. She was a quick learner in every respect. Her body found the pace, she tuned in to what sex was, and from there on she had no trouble following me. "There, you see? No more pain, only pleasure, right?"
"Right!" she exclaimed, hugging me passionately and fucking me back a little bit. "Oooowwwww, I felt as though the top of my head was coming off just then. Do that again, Rich, yes, aaaaaahhhhhh that's great!" She liked my cock to come in from the left. I plugged her that way for a bit and titillated her clitoris at the same tune. A more experienced woman might have taken that in her stride but for Pru it was all new. She began to moan loudly and her embrace became a desperate clinging. "Yesssssssss!" she hissed, addressing herself more than me. "Ooohhhh Jeeee-sus! Damn, that feels good. Mmmmmmmmm, oh, yes, so big, oh!" And I put it to her from the left and right, up and down, slipping my cock into her tight pussy with such relish that I wondered how I was containing myself. My balls rumbled uneasily and my body kept contracting as if it was limbering up to shoot its wad, but my cock held it all back for the sake of more erotic friction. And when it became impossible I came to a sudden halt and held her perfectly still.
"Why are you stopping?" she wanted to know. "Keep going, it feels so good to me!"
"Wait, wait, you don't want me to come yet, do you?"
"Don't I? No, not if that means you have to stop. Oh Richard, I can't get enough of this now! Please fuck me some more. I love it!"
"I can't just yet. Concentrate on how it feels to have me inside you for the time being. Think about it, feel how it's throbbing inside your tight little pussy and think about nothing else."
She was silent for a while. My cock lay packed in her cuntal flesh, pulsing critically. There was no way of knowing if I was going to blow or not and I held my breath until the crisis passed. In the meantime Pru had caught the gist of my suggestion. I heard her make a strange, high-pitched sound and her body squirmed a little under me. Her hands moved down to my ass and rested there. I wanted to fuck her badly but I held back. "Ooohhh, Richard!" she sighed, pushing down on my ass and bringing her loins up so as to get more of my dick into her body. "That feels wonderful! It's like some kind of animal in me, so alive and all. Can you keep it in there for the whole night?"
"I would if it were possible but my wife might object," I said.
"Oh yes, her. But what do you care about her? Isn't it me you like best? Isn't that why you wanted to make love to me?"
"Well ... yes and no," I said hesitantly, and quickly added: "but we'll talk about that later. Do you want me to start moving again?"
"Please!" The moment my cock pulled back for the big thrust she began to wail into my ear, tiny cries of passion that inflamed me as much as her body did. Just to know that I could produce such emotions in this young girl made me swell all over with pride and potency, and my cock began to thud into her cunt as if it wanted to sink a well down there. The bed creaked, her cries grew louder, and my grunts were mixing in with the general ruckus, until it occurred to me we might well be waking my wife up. I told Pru to keep it down and silently we fucked on, all the more excited by our restrictions. "She could come in any second," Pru whispered devilishly. "She could catch you in me and then she'd know she was yesterday's papers, wouldn't she?"
"Yesterday's what? Oh, never mind, just keep still, baby, and let me poke my dick way down into your pussy. Damn, what a fine thing it is! I think I'm going to come soon. Are you ready for me? It's going to be a gusher, baby."
"A gusher!" She repeated the words dreamily and almost at once her body swung into action. The time for talking was over. I hunched over her and thrust my cock into her tight, wet pussy, fucking her in earnest and she responded, panting, bucking, scratching my flesh with her long fingernails, and moaning like a wounded deer, until a flurry of cream escaped from my cock and was followed by thick dollops of it shooting into her most deserving pussy. She must have felt the hot drops because she stiffened all over and let out a weirdly pitched cry that must have penetrated Jenny's dreams. But we didn't care. My body was in a tumult, squeezing more and more sperm out of itself and propelling it into her body. My toes curled and my teeth gnashed, and heavy tremors threw me from side to side until the last of my load had been relocated. Then, with a low moan, I crashed on top of her and lay there like I'd been poleaxed.
"That was great," I heard her say. "Let's do it again."
"Later, darling, later." I rolled off her and let the cool night air brush along my sweaty skin. "You won't tell anyone about this, will you? I mean, if your parents or my wife find out about this they'll kill us both. So , promise me?"
"I promise, Richard." She kissed me on the cheek and snuggled up to me fondly. "But you have to promise that you'll do this again to me. I really liked it! I can't "understand why the other men never made me feel so nice. Is it hard to do?"
"Not if you like women," I said. "Now you're making a sacred promise, right? This will always be our secret."
"I promise."
"Good. Now I'm going back up to bed before Jenny misses me but I want you to know this has been the greatest night in my Me. You're beautiful." One last kiss and I slipped back up the stairs. Jenny was snoring lightly, sprawling all over the bed as usual. She slept with abandon, a lover of Morpheus, and for once I was glad of it. But as I lay beside her and smoked a last cigarette I felt guilt steal up on me from all directions. She was such a great person and such a good wife that she deserved better than a man who wanted only to get off with young girls. I would make amends, I promised myself that. I'd forget about all other women from that moment on. Only Jenny would receive the fruits of my virility. Hell, other men had problems but they managed to repress them. I could do it, too. Pru might tempt me in the future but I wouldn't yield to her. I knew what she felt like and tasted like from top to bottom, it wouldn't be hard to refuse her the second time. Yes, I'd be a good husband to Jenny, faithful, ever ready to satisfy her demands no matter how alarmingly they increased. I shuddered at the thought of that coke bottle. But I would be brave.
In the morning I still felt guilty but better for having made a good resolution. I drove to the office and got to work all in good spirits, and even placed a call to Jenny to wish her a happy day. Pru had gone home with her parents and everything was in order. Life was simple if you knew how to deal with it. And just as that thought presented itself to me my secretary announced that someone wanted to talk to me urgently.
"Send him in, then," I said.
"I'll send her in right now," she replied and a moment later the door opened. I almost fell of my chair when I saw who it was.
"Peggy!" I croaked. The blonde teenager nodded and made herself at home by sitting in the easy chair in the conference corner. "How did you get here? I mean, I didn't tell you where I work, did I?"
"No, but I found out," she said. Her distant expression was a bit unsettling and so I asked her what the purpose of her visit was. "Well, I need a summer job and I figured you'd be willing to employ me. I can type and do all sorts of things to help you here."
"I can't just employ you," I protested. "There aren't any vacancies and even if there were you'd be too young to fill any one of them."
"Richard, please," she said wearily. "Do I have to put pressure on you or will you volunteer?" There was an edge to her voice and I got her drift at once. Did I want her to tell the police or my wife? No, I certainly didn't. I stared at her for a minute or so, wondering how deep she was, and I decided the girl was capable of anything.
"Will your twin want a job as well?" She shook her head. "Okay, I can fix something for you as long as you promise not to get in my way."
"Whatever," she shrugged. It took some doing but I got her a position with the filing department and she seemed happy enough with the work and the pay. Once she was employed I went back to my office and started to work again, but "it was with a troubled conscience. Peggy was too delicious to ignore. There was no question about it, she tempted me right down to the soles of my shoes. If she even looked at me suggestively I'd be all hard and bothered and then my resolution would restrain me as much a paper garlands restrain a raging bull. In lunchtime I avoided her assiduously and afterward I stayed in my office behind a locked door.
But when someone knocked I opened up without thinking about it, and there she was. "They're taking a break down in. files," she said, closing the door behind herself, "and I thought to myself, what a good time to pay Richard a visit. You know, I've thought a lot about you since that time you broke into my house. You were really great that night. As a matter of fact you were so great that I managed to silence my sister. She hates you and she wanted to go right to the cops. But I told her lovers like you don't grow on trees." Her hand was on my lap, right on my cock, and it was swelling up for her. I didn't want it to, I thought of Jenny, of my good intentions, and yet it kept inflating, hardening, until it bobbed against my pants and Peggy gave a knowing smile. There was no way to resist the beautiful blonde girl. Already the memory of her lissome body and sexy ways were stirring me up, raking the coals to expose the smoldering embers to fresh air so that the flames rose high in no time.
"I wish you wouldn't do this," I said effort fully.
"Oh, I can see that," she mocked, and her nimble fingers quickly pulled down my zip and slipped into my pants. The touch of her flesh against my cock put an end to my misgivings. I sat down in the easy chair and closed my eyes, helpless but not yet willing to cooperate. She didn't need me, anyway. In no time she had my cock standing up out of my fly and her tongue curled round and round my sensitive knob. She got down on her knees for me and licked all the way down the shaft, then pulled my ballbag out of my underpants and gave them a going-over as well. "Mmmmmrnm, delicious," she said. "You don't know how often I've thought about this cock. My dildo just hasn't been much good since your visit, Richy."
"Take your clothes off," I said. She smiled and complied at once. The vision of a naked girl in my office startled me. Never in all the time I'd worked in that room had it looked anything but practical and dull. But now Peggy walked around, taking turns about the desk, pivoting for me, showing off her sexy form, and the place turned into a love nest! I got out of the chair and slowly took off my clothes, watching her all the while. "What makes you such a nymphet?" I asked her wonderingly. "Does this happen with every man you meets or what?"
"Not every man, but you're not the first." She turned her back to me and touched her toes so she could look at me upside down. Her snatch opened up to reveal the distracting pinkness of her interior, and as I gazed with longing at that silky hole, she went on: "I like sex, Rich, that's all there is to it. And my twin doesn't like sex. Maybe I've got enough for the both of us. Anyway, my parents have always told us to figure out what we want and to go get it. That's what I'm doing."
"You teenage tramp," I said, moving toward her with every intention of shoving my dick into her open cunt hole right where she stood. But she straightened up and faced me with a challenging smile. "I don't know why you're doing this but I sure like it. Come here! I'm going to fuck the living daylights out of you!"
"Ooohh, you terrible man!" she squealed and jumped back from my grasping hands. There was a brief chase around the desk but then I got hold of her and jammed a long finger up her cunt to stir her up some. She was already wet but when my finger inserted itself she stopped pretending to be coy. Her eyes half closed and she clung to me in a spasm of lust, driving her loins down over my finger at the same time as if she couldn't get enough. "I love it!" she sighed. "Put another one up there!"
I obliged her immediately. The knell of her cunt around my fingers forewarned my cock of the pleasures to come and it throbbed away impatiently. Peggy noticed that. Her hands released my arms and she began to fondle my dick gently, running her fingernails along the sides, feeling my balls, rubbing my glans, and I wanted to tell her not to bother warming me up, I was teetering on the brink already! Our lips met in a crashing kiss and her firm titties brushed along my lower chest. She was a sensual treasure chest and no matter how much I caressed her I couldn't get enough. My mouth had to get into the action if I wanted to enjoy her fully. I laid her out over my desk and started to kiss her from the face down. Peggy submitted to that at once. Except for a stroke here and there she left me alone to work my magic on her pulsating body, and pretty soon she was sighing and carrying on, coming all over my desk. "Now let me do you!" she insisted when she'd had her first fill. "I want to make you happy all over just like I am, Richard."
How could I refuse? She got off the desk and I got on, and right away she started to kiss and caress me from my feet right up to my ears and back again. Her lips skirted by my cock and balls, teasing me and signaling that she would be back to them when it was their turn. I could hardly wait! Her mouth was wet and soft and wherever it touched my skin crawled with pleasure. If only she would take my cock into her mouth I would be perfectly happy! But she took her time, sucking on my nipples, kissing the insides of my thighs, licking my big toe or my ear, and all I could do was lay there and stretch luxuriously.
"I'm so horny now!" she exclaimed suddenly. I snapped out of it and looked at her in mild confusion. "This makes me so hot I can't stand it! Wait, stay like that, don't get up. Just make it easy on both of us." She clambered up on the desk and straddled my hips so that her pussy hovered not far above my aching dick. I looked on in utter contentment as she grabbed my cock and pointed it right into her blonde little snatch. Her cunt hole sucked on to my knob and slowly drew it inside. She bit her bottom lip in pain as I stretched her too far too soon, but that was only a momentary pain. She adjusted to my size and her cunt took me right into itself in little or no time. "There, now I'm the jockey and you're the horse," she said. "Ride 'em cowboy!"
She bobbed up and down over me and her cunt contracted all around my cock. Her hands were behind her to get at my balls and I kept a light grip on her hips to steer her in a vertical pattern. My cock was snug inside her tight pussy, rubbing along the silky, moist walls of her cunt most pleasurably. Everything was going fine and then the phone rang. My secretary announced Jenny was on the line.
"I'm not in, tell her," I said.
"But I already told her you were in the office," said the secretary.
"Okay, okay, I'll take it." I looked at Peggy and told her to be perfectly still or she'd wind up with a paper clip stuck through her nipple. She nodded her understanding. Jenny just wanted to pass the-time of day with me and as we did so I motioned for Peggy to start fucking me again, She moved up and down slowly, just working her cunt around my throbbing cock, and the delicious sensations that coursed through my body as a result almost made me forget the conversation I was having. There was so much that Jenny wanted to. talk about and all I wanted to do was cut the conversation off and get back to the blonde sitting on me! "All right, dear," I said over and over. "Yes, most certainly. Okay, I'll see you this evening." But she wouldn't stop and after a while I stopped listening and gave full reign to my passion. I held the receiver between my shoulder and ear, and grabbed hold of Peggy's hips again to start moving her up and down with more force. She liked that, being shaken about and used like that, so I did it harder. Her hair was flying, her head wobbled on her neck and her tits quivered reluctantly. Jenny related the story of how the plumber hadn't been able to fix a leak and I was driving my dick into Peggy's pussy with so much force that her juices splattered over the insides of my thighs. Our passions rose dizzyingly and suddenly it wasn't enough to be fucking the way we were. I began to shake her violently, rattling my cock inside her like a bell's clapper. Now she came left and right, taut fits interspersed with complete limpness, and through it all I kept banging my dick into her quaking pussy and fucking for dear life. Jenny talked about the unknown.
"Oh Richard!" cried Peggy. I just managed to clap my hand over the receiver lest Jenny should hear the girl's orgasm. "I'm going to come now, I'm going to�AAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEH!"
"What was that strange noise?" asked my wife when the girl had finished and was lying all over me.
"Oh nothing, one of the girls in the office just spilled something hot on herself," I said.
"Okay, have a good day then," said Jenny.
"I am, I am!" I said when she had put the phone back on the hook.
CHAPTER FOUR
Now that Peggy worked in my office there was little point in giving myself over to guilt. Instead I decided on a new approach: to have my cake and to eat it as well. After all, what was the point of having one without the other? Peggy was willing to do anything, anytime, and my wife was much the same way. She seemed to be suffering from chronic horniness and to such an extent that she would gladly fuck a doorknob if that would make me hard.
For the first week I thought I was in heaven. Peggy delighted in being naughty and one day while I had some employees in my office for a conference she hid under my desk and gave me the blow job of the century. Another time I took her into the executive's bathroom and fucked her in the cubicle next to where another guy communed with nature. But then I found she was fucking the mailroom as well and much of her appeal went down the drain at that point.
At home Jenny gave in to my every whim. I had her shave her pussy and fix her hair m pig-tails, and as soon as she realized where my preferences lay she dressed up in childish dresses with puffed sleeves and high hems. It worked for a while but her lust was just too much for me, After I had fucked her she got into the habit of masturbating herself, and although that turned me on at first, pretty soon I began to see how desperate she was for more! Perhaps I could have given her more if I'd sworn Peggy off but the flesh was weak.
One night we had a watershed fuck. It was about ten days after the time she'd called me at the office and found me in�in Peggy, that is. I came home with a couple of martinis under the belt and I was feeling aroused as a result. Jenny came toward me all smiles and love, wearing a jumpsuit that fitted her body perfectly and allowed her flesh to bounce where it wanted to. She had her hair all in ribbons and her tits were free and full under the garment, and she turned around for me to show me how her cheeks stuck out, showing off for daddy. I particularly admired the crotch which hugged her pussy so closely that I could make the slit out as well as the form of her labia. "That looks terrific," I said, throwing my briefcase down and undoing my tie. "Come sit on my lap, -little girl, and let's see how the jumpsuit comes off!"
"All right, lover," said Jenny. She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms about my neck, kissing me and whispering rude suggestions into my ear. Her pussy was so wet that the moisture seeped through her jumpsuit and my pants and when I touched her tits her body arched tautly and pressed for more. "Oh, darling, that feels so good," she whispered, kissing my ears and running her fingers through my hair. "I can't wait to get you inside of me, to have your big cock up my cunt and pushing, pushing, fucking me until I can't take it anymore! Touch me, Richard, feel me, I'm yours!"
"Take it easy now," I said, caressing her full form and undoing buttons and zips where I found them. All too soon she was naked and bouncing on my lap gleefully. She was impatient to start fucking, I could see that, and so I teased her for as long as I could. My hands covered her tits, toyed with her pussy, squeezed her ass, and she was trembling, eager, pushing her cunt at me my way of hinting I should fill it. When she got fervent I got up, stretched, and said: "I think I'll go to bed now. It's been a hard day." She was dumbfounded. I walked out of the room without a backward glance and went to bed. I wondered what was happening. One moment I'd been hard for her, the next I wanted nothing more to do with her. When she came into the bedroom and stared at me reproachfully, I met her stare with a blank one. "What's the matter?"
"You undress me, you get me hot, and then you leave me like leftover!" she said. "Richard, what is happening to us?"
"What's happening to you?" I shot back. "Damn, you can't seem to think of anything but fucking lately. Look at you! You'll do anything to get me to lay you." I looked her over as if for the first time and found something pathetic about a woman her age standing naked in the middle of a room with her pussy shaven and her hair in ribbons. Jenny must have realized it, too, because she burst into tears-and ran out. I sighed and got out of bed. Perhaps the martinis were blocking my thinking processes because my impulse was to get out of the house and that's precisely what I did. Jenny sobbed on the couch in the living room and I left her there again.
I drove around for a while with all the windows open and tried to think about our marriage from a distance. Her nymphomaniac tendencies could no longer be denied. I didn't know what had caused them, all I knew was that it would take the U.S. Army to take care of her needs. As for my proclivities ... maybe both of us were just looking for reassurance. Jenny wanted it from me and I wanted it from young, beautiful women, but our quest was identical: to confirm that we were still valid! Yes, that had to be it. But how could I. deal with this problem?
I was lost in my thoughts and somehow the, car drove itself into the neighborhood where Peggy and Penny lived. Only when I saw a young blonde walking along the sidewalk did I snap out of it to pay attention to the world around me. At first I thought it was Peggy and because I was curious about what she did after hours I stayed well back and followed her. But, then I realized Peggy didn't dress so conservatively. This had to be Penny in the formless skirt and the large blouse that hid all her delicious contours. I was even more curious about the frigid half of the twins, and when she entered the gate of a small house I parked the car and followed her.
She was admitted by a woman and as soon as the door closed I snuck into the small garden that surrounded the house. It was a one-story bungalow and it stood at the end of a very quiet street, so the inhabitants took little care with the trappings of their privacy. I peered through the living room window and watched as the blonde girl made herself comfortable on a large couch. A middle-aged woman in slacks and a loose sweater moved around the room fixing tea and cookies for the two of them. No one else seemed to be home. The scene looked extremely dull and I wondered why I was hanging around. For all I knew this was the girl's geography teacher helping her with homework. But something about the older woman's demeanor forced me to stay crouched by the window sill, watching intently.
My vigilance paid off. Some twenty minutes later the tea and cookies were gone, the conversation had ran to its close, and the middle-aged woman moved nearer to the beautiful young girl ... Penny didn't move away. In fact she smiled and embraced the woman affectionately. The woman kissed her on her golden hair and stroked her back and shoulders slowly. They had plenty of time by the look of them and the woman waited until her young friend was ready for more before she took the next step. She undressed Penny lovingly, stopping after each garment had been removed to kiss and love the exposed area, and the blonde girl stood there quietly giving in to the woman. It was a touching situation, really. I could tell Penny wasn't entirely at ease here either, but at least she was willing. There was little left of the militantly frigid bitch I'd encountered on that first midnight raid.
She was naked now and still the spitting image of Peggy. The older woman removed her clothes to reveal a firm, formidable body, buxom with big hips and an eruption of pubic hair between solid thighs. She gathered the girl into her arms and pressed her to her bosom. Penny wrapped her arms about her and kissed the tits that smothered her. Both women sank to the floor and sprawled over the big bear rug there, at which point the older woman took over.
She made Penny lay on her back with her arms by her sides, and then she started to kiss her all over. She started at her head and went right down to her toes, then moved back up again, soft and tender, just warming the girl up. The way she did it made me tingle all over! Her lips pressed into the girl's flesh and sucked at it briefly before moving on and it wasn't long before Penny found it hard to lie still. She reached for the woman's big, pendulous tits and squeezed them as if she needed to be comforted. And when the hairy pussy hove into view she went for that, too, pushing her face between the woman's thighs as if to hide. The woman understood her perfectly. She let her do what she wanted but only for so long. Then she'd force the girl to lie perfectly still again and her foreplay went on as before.
When the women had reached a certain temperature, the older one took Penny over to a life-size mirror and started to talk to her from behind. I watched with mounting fascination as the girl took in her mirror image, moving closer, staring at herself, caressing her small, firm breasts and moving her hips back and forth as if at the mirror. The older woman kept talking and I wished she'd talk louder. What could she be telling Penny to make her behave that way? The blonde girl pressed herself against the mirror and fucked it with sharp motions of her loins, banging her pussy against the smooth glass surface in a fit of lust. There was nothing shy or retiring about her now. She was horny, driven, a little crazy with her own desires, and the older woman leaned against the wall and played with her own pussy as she looked on.
Penny turned away from the mirror and now the roles had changed. She was the aggressor, the dominatrix! She made the woman lay on the floor with her mouth open, and she stood over her mouth, bending her knees so that her pussy hovered a few feet over the older woman. Then, both hands working inside the firm folds of her cunt, she masturbated until droplets of juice ran out of her overwrought pussy and landed in the woman's mouth and face. I crouched outside the window and felt my muscles cramping painfully but I couldn't tear myself away from this spectacle. Penny's aggressiveness Increased by the second. She squatted over the woman's face and rubbed her cunt back and forth, chafing it over her nose and forehead, horny, biting her lips, shaking her head from side to side. I could almost feel what the older woman was feeling. Peggy had made love to my face in much the same fashion not long ago. I had been sitting on the sofa in my office and she had stood over me, her legs straddling mine, her hands supporting her against the wall, and she had fucked my face until her juices had stained my tie. The sensation of her smooth, downy cunt slithering all over me made me tremble like an erect cock, and I strained to see the action even more clearly. The woman was masturbating furiously at this stage, digging fingers into her big hairy maw and banging her ass against the floor, licking the blonde pussy and sucking in the juices. And Penny sat over her, hunched up, squeezing her tits and looking sideways into the mirror.
A dildo appeared in the girl's hand and she tore herself away from her image to implant the long white shaft deep into the woman's cunt. It fitted in easily and slid up her until only the hilt was visible. Penny held it in her fist and drove it in and out with such force that I became afraid she'd damage her lover. But the woman didn't care. She bucked and rocked and yelled out so loud that I could hear her through the windows. Penny used the artificial cock on her until the woman begged her to desist. She pulled it out of herself arid rolled over on her side before the girl could hurt her. But Penny looked' anything but satisfied. She licked the dildo clean and said something to her friend. The woman shook her head and closed her eyes as if to take a nap. Penny shrugged, frowned, and went back to the mirror.
She fingered the dildo reflectively as she looked into her own eyes. What a strange girl she was, I thought, watching her begin to caress herself, dildo in hand. She let the tip of it slide in small circles around her nipples, navel, and pussy, thinking her own strange thoughts, fantasizing for her own purposes, as if to make up for the lover who now lay inert behind her. The dildo traveled up to her mouth and rested between her lips briefly before moving back to her pussy. She spread her legs and opened her cunt up with two fingers of her free hand, then slipped the tip of the dildo into her cuntal channel. I thought my cock would explode! Was this Penny? It didn't seem much like the priggish, frigid girl I'd met before ... Only when I noticed that she admitted no more than an Inch of the dildo was I reassured that it really was her. Peggy would have had the thing coming out of her throat by this time.
At last Penny found satisfaction; either that, or she gave up. She let the dildo drop and put her clothes back on. The woman was sleeping and she made no effort to wake her up. Before I realized fully what was happening, she was at the front door. I heard it click open, fall to, and out came Penny, prim as ever. She had, unwittingly, turned me into a raging sex fiend! Even as I looked at her retreating figure my cock roared up to its full height and I drooled as if ray fangs were getting in the way! I wanted her so bad that my legs almost gave way under me when I moved to follow her. She didn't have a chance! Before she was halfway down the block I was on her, pushing her into my car and threatening her with terrible punishments if she dared to scream.
"What are you doing here!" she quavered when I turned the ignition and made a sharp U-turn. "Are you spying on me? Did Peggy put you up to this?"
"It was just a lucky accident," I said. It was a strain on me to make conversation with her. I wanted to fuck her. to dig my cock into that little dyke pussy and give her what she really needed. She asked more questions than I cared to answer, and most of them implied that she thought her twin sister had persuaded me to check up on her.
"It's none of her business what I do!" she said crossly. "She doesn't care, anyway, so what's she spying on me for! Hell, she's the one who runs around all the time. The slut! But if I have a friend she doesn't like it!"
"Shut up," I said quietly. The car moved quickly through the dark streets and my eyes were peering about on the lookout for a quiet lane. I couldn't contain myself! My cock throbbed painfully, it was hard for me to breathe, and the sense of having Penny within my reach made it all the more urgent for me to find a good spot where to plant her. She hadn't woken up to the fact that I wasn't driving her home yet. Only when I turned into a car park at the back of a deserted shopping mall did she begin to divine my intentions.
"You're not ... no, you wouldn't! m tell Peggy on you, I swear I will! Please take me home. I'm in no mood for this. Besides that, I don't like you, whatever your name is. No, don't, NOOOOOO!!" She screamed her refusal at the top of her lungs and the very fact that she didn't want me made me desire her with every fiber of my being! To be refused at last! It was better than anything I'd experienced in weeks!
"You'll shut your mouth and do as I say," I hissed. Already I was undoing her clothes and feeling her up. Penny was as cold and stiff as a board. She didn't want me from the bottom of her heart! Her shut hung open and her skirt was half off, and she kept trying to dress herself as fast as I could undress her. We struggled on in silence. I could have cut it short with a quick slap to the mouth but I was enjoying myself with a weird intensity. What a lovely change from Peggy and my wife!
I won out in the end. She fell back during the struggle and I took that opportunity to whip her skirt off. When she reached for it I turned her around and took off her blouse. Now that she was down to her panties she was too busy covering her tits to stop me from getting at them. I hooked my fingers under the elastic and grinned broadly as I jerked at the flimsy garment. With a long rip they tore off her body and all she was left with were a few tatters. Still she refused to cry. In dogged silence she stared down at the seat and refused to honor my advances with her acknowledgment.
I took off my clothes hurriedly and threw them into the back seat. Flashes of her performance with the older woman ran through my head. She could give as well as take, that much I knew. My ambition became to make her give it to me as well. I caressed her breasts, moving her hands out of the way to get a good squeeze of them. She insisted on keeping herself covered as much as possible and when I moved my hands down to caress her pussy and thighs her hands formed a bra again. Her lips were pressed tightly shut and she didn't move at all as I fingered and pinched her, caressed the bulging, hard cheeks of her ass and tickled her clitoris. "What's the matter, baby," I said teasingly, "have you closed down for the night? No more goodies until tomorrow, is that it? Come on now, you and your sister are identical twins, both of you like to fuck. Do you want me to tell you how Peggy behaves with me? Oh, she's a wanton, wild and wet, there's nothing she won't do!"
"Shut up!" she screamed, very animated suddenly. "I don't want to hear about that bitch. We're as different as night and day and don't you forget it! I hate her!"
"Oh, sure you do." My finger moved into her tight pussy, all the tighter because she was so tense. "But I don't. That girl knows how to love a man. She loves to, suck my cock and lick my ass and she can't get enough of my fingers. When I do this to her," pushing my finger deeper into her resistant cunt, "she goes ape! She does. She loves to talk dirty then, calls me all sorts of names and tells me what she would like me to do to her. Yes, she's a great little lay, your sister."
"Stop it! Stop it!" Penny pressed her hands to her ears and closed her eyes as if that would help block out my words. "I don't want to hear anymore, you disgust me. Leave me alone and don't tell me about Peggy!" But I kept on fingering her and telling her about the good times Peggy and I had had together, and after a while Penny resorted to making noise to herself so she wouldn't be able to hear me.
She was like her twin in every respect except that she hated sex with men, and that was precisely what excited me about her. That there was a kink in her psychological make-up was evident but I wasn't concerned with finding out what it was. loved fingering her cunt and feeling it get moist after minutes of hard labor, and then only moist, not sopping wet the way Peggy's cunt got when a man as much as blew on it. But as I told her the lurid tales something occurred to me. She had a lot of passionate feelings toward her sister, especially since she claimed not to like Peggy. Could it be ... r?
I set that thought aside and went on making love to her. I sucked her nipples until they got hard and I kept on fingerfucking her pussy with one, then two, fingers to evoke some more moisture down there. She fought me every step of the way either by going rigid or by calling me all kinds of degenerates. But when I tried to mount her she really poured it on. Her hands formed little fists an she started to batter me with them everywhere she could get at me! I tried to fend her off and get my cock into her at the same time but it was no use, it had to be one or the other.
"Stop that, you crazy little bitch!" I said angrily. I grabbed her by the wrists and tried to hold her still but she started to kick and knee and that was getting too close to home. I held her wrists with one hand and reached in the back seat for my tie with the other. Before she knew what was going on I had turned her around and quickly tied her arms together behind her back. "Now for your legs," I said ... "I'll teach you never to aim for my balls, you nasty little girl!" I had a length of rope in the trunk and with it I tied one on her ankles to the brake pedal. Using a safety belt I strapped her other leg hard against the backrest of the front seat, and there she was, helpless at last.
"There, now what are you going to do?" I said, lording my stiff cock over her. She glowered at me but she had no answer for the time being. "And now I'm going to fuck you whether you like it or not, just like I've been fucking your sister. I ought to warn you about telling your parents on me. I have pictures of you and that dyke together and I'll use them if I have to." She let out a sob of despair and some of the resistance went out of her. When I mounted her again her pussy yielded enough to admit part of my cock and even if she wasn't very wet there was enough dew in her cunt to let it slide in deeper.
Now she resorted to passive resistance. She wiped her face clean of all expression and let her body go limp. No matter how I hurt her or pleasured her she showed no sign of feeling anything. I worked my cock deep into her tight pussy and rested there for a moment to catch my breath. She played dead.
"You think you're depressing me by lying there like a sack of wet sand, right? Well, you're wrong baby, you're taming me on! I love to fuck submissive women, the deader the better! Here we go now, feel my cock moving around in your pussy, feel it expanding with blood just for you. That's it, lie still, don't move a muscle!" It was true, her passiveness was throwing oil on the fires of my passion. I began to fuck her with long, sure strokes, driving my cock deep into her damp, clenching channel. I fondled her little tits and kissed her unyielding lips, and all the while I stroked in and out, fucking nothing.
After about five minutes of this, however, I grew somewhat impatient. True, I wanted resistance but not a cold war. This girl was too stubborn for me. There had to be a way of breaking through her icy facade, and I let my mind run back over the scene I'd witnessed at the house. What had she enjoyed more than anything? The mirror sequence, easily. Next I asked myself why the mirror had appealed to her so much, and clearly it wasn't the mirror itself but what it reflected: her! So she was a narcissist? That seemed possible but I had to take it one step further before the solution hit me: Penny loved Peggy! Sure, that was it! That's why she hated to hear about her sister and me fucking around, that's why she pretended to be such a prig when actually she was as hot-blooded as any woman. I pulled out of her and made her sit up.
"What's going on between you and your twin?" I asked her. "Do you love her more than she loves you?" Her eyes opened wide and she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. "So it's true," I said. "You have a crush on her. Can't you get that across to her? I'm sure she loves you more than you think."
"Do you think so? Oh no, no, what would you know about her. You only abuse her. She's a wonderful person but not many people know that. And we used to play together a lot until other people interfered. Now she hasn't any time for me. Even when were alone together she prefers that silly dildo to her own sister!" Words were pouring out now, bitter words, and the more she talked the more responsive she became toward me. I heard her out, nodding at the right places, taking her hands in mine once I had undone the tie, and she told me everything.
"There's only one thing to do and that's to get you two together," I said. "And I have a good idea how that can be done. Is she home now?"
"I guess so. But so are my parents."
"Yes ... well, it's late enough for them to be in bed so we could chance. What I have in mind is this: we go back to your place and I let you off. Then, when you've made sure the coast is clear, I'll come in through the window again and pretend I'm paying a call to Peggy. And when we start to fool around I'll get you to join in and that'll be your big chance. You get your sister going and I'll step aside. How does that sound?"
"It sounds good," she said thoughtfully, "but how can I be sure she'll accept my advances? Or, for that matter, how will I know that you'll step aside? I mean, you're a man and men get a bit silly when they get hard."
"The first question I can't help you with. As for the second, you can make sure I won't get in the way by satisfying me now."
"Oh Richard, you know I don't like men. You've been so nice to me and now you're changing character again!"
"Is it too much to ask? Just make me come, I don't care how you do it. If you want to do it manually that's fine, orally is even better, and if you want to fuck that'll be great. But it really is up to you."
She frowned but she was aware of the truth of my words. I untied her legs and when she was sitting comfortably her mood seemed to improve rapidly, to the point at which she leaned toward me a little. "No, I guess you're right, it isn't much to ask. Here, let me give you a hand job. Are you sure you'll be content with that?"
"Just do it and we'll see what happens." I sat with my back against the passenger door and watched as she closed her small hand around my cock and began to move it up and down. It took her a minute-or so to get the hang of it. She hadn't done it before and she had a tendency to yank and pump rather than stroke it. But pretty soon she understood that the sensitive part of the penis is the glans and that good results may be obtained simply by making the foreskin rub against the knob.
My body began to stretch and shift luxuriously and the more I enjoyed myself, the more interested Penny became in giving me a good time. She seemed surprised that she was able to make a man get so horny, and when I rolled my eyes and moaned for her benefit she smiled happily and moved right in between my legs. Both her hands were around my cock now and she was moving them in opposite directions, feeling her way more or less, and bending over to watch her handiwork. Her face was so close to the swollen helmet of flesh that I could almost feel her lips around me, a figment that caused my cock to swell noticeably. She looked up with delight in her eyes and said: "Boy, this is fun! Is it nice for you?"
"Oh yeah!" I sighed, tightening my buttocks and raising my hips a fraction to get my cock even nearer to her sensual mouth. She didn't seem to know .that I was hinting but I didn't give up hope. Several times she came close to beating me off and each time I held back my boiling load by sheer will power.
"I can't make you come!" she complained after a while. "Am I doing something wrong?"
"Just put it in your mouth," I said hoarsely. "Watch your teeth but roll your tongue around. I promise it'll come in no time flat."
"Really?" She gazed at my cock as if to check for germs and then, with a slight shrug of her shoulders, she opened her mouth and let the knob of my dick slide inside. I closed my eyes and clung to the seat for dear life. My loins were on fire and they wanted to explode right into her mouth! The dear little thing had no, idea of how to suck a cock. She took it deep inside and closed her lips halfway down my stalk to hold it there and looked at me for approval. I gave her an encouraging nod and told her to move her head up and down. Naturally she moved too far down and almost gagged on it. Her expression indicated she wasn't too crazy about eating cock, and yet she persisted out of gratitude for what I was about to do for her. It took a few minutes to acquire the rudiments of cocksucking and then she excelled. The girl had a lot of talent. It was a shame she was so fixated on her twin sister.
I thought about the kinds of things they had done before Peggy became aware of the alternatives life offered. The two of them masturbating together, playing doctors and nurses, timidly tickling the other's pussy or tasting it in the dead of night! My imagination went every which way and my cock twitched uneasily. Penny's tongue rolled around my knob as I had told her to do and she was fucking me with her face with some ardor now, and my balls told me it wouldn't be long. I didn't care anymore. I wanted to get the twins together and watch them as they fell back into routines of old!
"That's it, baby, lick it, suck it, yeah, that's good, that's good, ooohhhhh yeah, come on now, take it all inside, YES, OH YESSSSSSSS, EAT IT, LICK IT, COME ON GIRL TAKE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT, OH JEEEE-SUS I'M COMING!! OPEN YOUR MOUTH, HERE COMES MY LOAD AND IT'S ALL FOR YOU-OOOOOOOHHHHhhhh!!" I had taken her head between my hands and pushed her down over my cock so far that my cock had lodged in I her throat and she was choking and spluttering my sperm all over my legs. It felt wonderful! I blew until there wasn't a scrap of sperm left in my whole body, and the little blonde did her level best to swallow it all.
"Was that all right, Richard?" she asked, wiping her mouth and chin with the back of her hand. "I tried my best."
"It was great," I assured her. We dressed in the cramped confines of the car. "Now for my part of the deal." I drove her swiftly over to her house and just before she left the car I advised her to use mouthwash. "I don't want Peggy to know what you did to me," I said with a wink. Penny blushed and left the car hurriedly. I parked it around the corner and stood in the darkness awaiting her signal. During that pause In action I wondered if this was a sensible thing to do. After all, if I succeeded I'd be out of a steady lay. Penny's story had touched me, though, and I couldn't go back on my word now. The signal came and I snuck into the garden, checked the bedroom out and climbed in through the window. Peggy was in bed already, reading a book, and when she saw who it was coining into her room that way she looked barely surprised.
"Hello, Richard, I was wondering when you'd be around again," she said, closing her book and laying it aside. "What's up, didn't your wife satisfy you tonight?"
"That's right, and I figured you'd do the job for her," I said, taking off my clothes and getting into bed with her. Peggy smiled and moved over to make room for me but she didn't seem too anxious to start.
"Listen, my sister's home and she's not going to like you for coming in like this. Why don't we turn off the lights and wait until she's asleep. She gets so upset about it and then she won't talk to me for days after."
"Don't worry about her," I said, caressing her familiar body. "What we ought to do is to get her to join in with us. That way she'd be too busy to get upset. What do you think?"
"She's such a prig that she'd probably never speak to me again," the blonde worried. "No, let's turn out the light." Luckily Penny entered the room at that moment. She threw me a dirty look and changed behind the closet door, then got into bed without a word. I kept stroking Peggy and fingering her cunt so that the blanket over that area bobbed conspicuously up and down. "Turn off the light, Richy," whispered Peggy. "See how angry she's getting?"
"Hey, Penny, how about joining us tonight?" I said.
"No, I don't feel like it."
"Perhaps I can make you feel like it," I said, getting out of bed and going over to her. "Here we go, then, let's get the big baby into the action." I picked her up and hoisted her into Peggy's bed, and before she could escape I pinned her down and signaled Peggy to get to work on her. The blonde didn't seem to object at all. She started to squeeze her sister's tits and she kissed her face all over while I attended to her lower half with my nimble fingers. Odd how wet she was all of a sudden. My finger made room for another one and both slopped about inside the elastic channel until the twins were sufficiently involved with each other for me to step out of the ring.
I sat on Penny's bed and watched as they made love to each other with a fresh passion. The kissing had progressed into tonguing and exchanging saliva, breathless kisses with wide open mouths. Their hands roved over the other's body freely, their legs entwined to give their pussies something to rub against, and I was most definitely left sitting on the shelf. I was amazed at the speed of their reunion. A few kisses was all it had taken to trigger off this dormant passion!
"Oh darling!" I heard Peggy say urgently. "I had no idea! This is wonderful, oh let me go down on you, I want you in my mouth, I want to taste you and love you!"
"Yes, yes, do it," panted her sister, helping the other girl move around so that she could get at the identical pussy. "I've waited so long for this, mmmmmmmmm yeah!"
"Well, girls, I think I'll be getting along," I said. No answer. I put my clothes on and watched for a while as they ate each other and groaned their ecstasy, and I knew Peggy would quit the following day and I'd never see them again. I climbed out through the window, threw one last lingering look at the impassioned twins, and walked into the darkness. What a stupid move! I had done myself out of the best fuck I'd ever have and what for? For letting my heart rule my head!
I was still angry with myself when I came home. Jenny was fast asleep. -The covers were all over the floor and the sheets looked wrinkled. When I looked more closely I noticed she had something sticking out of her cunt It turned out to be a dildo, the family size kind, and when I tugged on it her hands covered her cunt hole defensively. She turned over on her side, muttered something in her sleep, and started snoring. What had happened to our marriage! For the first time since our anniversary I really confronted that question and the answers were far from pleasant. Something had to be done and fast!
CHAPTER FIVE
"Let's get out of here for a while," I said to Jenny the next morning. Breakfast had been a tense affair with unspoken recriminations polluting the air between us. "Let's take a trip, a second honeymoon, we could go some place where nobody goes and just be ourselves for a while. What do you say?" I leaned over the table and stared at her with bated breath. Everything depended on her answer. If she refused me this time I could do nothing but throw in the towel. She looked seriously at me for a few seconds and then her face broke into a wide smile.
"Oh Richard, that's a wonderful idea! Yes, let's do it right away. I need a change of scenery as much as you do." I made a few phone calls while she packed our gear and within hours we were on the way. It felt great to be driving down the highway with two weeks of unmitigated leisure staring us in the face. Jenny looked happier than I'd seen her in quite a while and I could feel my soul resurrecting itself from the rubble already. We had decided to go to Lake George with our camping gear to rough it, no TV, no innerspring mattress, just us and mother nature.
It had been years since we had done anything as rash as this and when we found the right spot we were' flush with a sense of adventure. I pitched the tent and Jenny set up a grate over an open fire enclosed by rocks, and before long we had our home away from home in operation. The smell of coffee and sausages blended with the fragrance of pine needles and the song of birds. It was close to evening by this time, the sun was setting over the vast lake just a few yards from our camp site, colored beams shot the woods through with a dazzling radiance, and the sight of Jenny attending to the fire and the cooking food made me yearn for her with an animal lust. We still had on our city clothes, Jenny in her slacks and cardigan and me in casual pants and shoes, and I decided we had no need for any of the trappings of civilization. These forests were large enough to absorb people for any length of time, the chances of our running into other campers were small, and so it wouldn't trouble anyone else if we ran through these woods naked as savages.
When she brought my food over she found me sitting naked on a tree stump. "Why, Richard!" she exclaimed. "You look terrific like that!" She set the food down on a small card table and removed her own clothes before she sat down to eat. She pulled up a director's chair opposite me and sat with her legs open just a little way so I could look right up her alley. We began to eat with relish. The fresh air had made us hungry and now our passions were consuming calories as fast as we ingested them. We really had to tuck into our food. I kept staring at her, those full tits dangling when she bent forward to take a mouthful, the firm, sturdy thighs, the full flesh of her shanks and the little jungle covering her pussy, all of it looked very sensual to me in this different light. I saw her as a woman now, not my wife but a female annual, and as I scoffed my food and washed it down with coffee my mind began to think of what I ought to do with her.
She stared at me as hard as I stared at her. When my cock began to rise she began to squirm about in her chair and when she stood up to refill my cup I noted the small wet patch left on the canvas. Her buttocks quivered freely, flouncing from side to side with every step and folding in to the side slightly just to make my hands itch with longing for her. My cock resembled a dog begging for food at this stage and Jenny was very careful to avoid it when she passed the hot coffee to me.
"Now," I said when all the food was gone, "let's fuck!"
"Wait till I clean the dishes," said Jenny, teasing me just to make me more eager.
"I'm not waiting for anything!" I swept the card table out of the way and made a jump for her but she was out of her chair in a flash and by the time I recovered my balance she was running through the woods. She looked like a nymph of old, fully fleshed, her dark hair streaking after her as she ran barefoot through the trees. I was after her in a flash, galloping like Pan! She was a good runner but her tits and ass slowed her down enough for me to catch her, and when I was close enough I leaped at her and brought her down with a copybook tackle. She squealed and struggled and the two of us rolled about on the carpet of leaves and pine needles, not caring about the faint stinging sensations or the crackling of dead foliage. I wanted her, she wanted me, that was all that mattered.
In the course of this struggle I quickly inserted my finger into her pussy to get her temperature and moist-ness and found both to be in order. She was ready to go right away. This was no place for foreplay, animals didn't mess with kisses and oral-genital contact, they planted the female of the species with their hard cocks and fucked until the job was done! I got on top of her and kept her legs open by placing mine between hers. Jenny was panting and flushed and when she saw how close my cock was to penetrating her she stopped fighting at once. Her hands reached down and fondled my erection tenderly before guiding it into her body. Her cunt seemed to open up for as long as it took to swallow me- and then it closed down all about my cock, hugging and squeezing it within its soft, moist confines to make me feel right at home.
Dusk fell rapidly as we fucked. The birds retired, there wasn't a sound except for the rustling our bodies created on the forest floor. A soft dimness made everything vague and sensual. When I looked at Jenny it was like seeing her ten years ago, that girlishly pretty face, the ready smile, her tousled locks. I caressed her fulsome breasts with my sensitive palms and recalled the thrill of touching them for the first time. She said she wanted to get on top for a spell and I willingly rolled us both over. Now the needles and leaves pricked at my back but that merely added to the pleasure of the whole situation. The mystery of dusk, the silence, the freshness of the still air, and my woman on top of me riding ever so slowly as she savored the full glide of my cock along her cuntal walls, it all added up to a contentment of unfathomable depth. I rested my hands on her ass and felt the imprint of a thousand pine needles indenting her flesh. But that couldn't take away from the slow, sensual shudder of her buttocks when she landed and gnashed her pubic bone into mine. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts wander in whatever direction they wanted to go so as to take my concentration off the delicious feelings her pussy transmitted through my dick. Let it happen all by Itself. I only wanted to lie there and abandon myself to nature.
We fucked for a long time that evening. It was pitch black in the forest when we finally strolled back to our camp and rekindled the fire. Nothing needed to be said. For the first time in ages we had satisfied the other's need completely. We smoked our, cigarettes and looked into the dancing flames, listened to the lake suck at the shoreline, and when we got the energy to get into our double sleeping bag we drifted to sleep in minutes.
The rising sun brought a glorious new day into being. I got up and stretched like a lion, naked, facing the sun, squinting against its brightness. It had been a warm night and the sleeping bag had been designed for colder climes. The sweat of the night had to be rinsed off and the best way to do that was to jump into the lake. With Jenny close behind me I ran to the shore and dove in. Cool water engulfed me, cleaning me in a second and caressing me sensually.
"This is the life," sighed Jenny when we were draped over the rocks behind our camp site, toasting our bodies under the sun. "We'd have to be crazy to ever go back, Richard. This is the place where I can find my head again, it has everything I need ... solitude, wilderness, tranquility, everything!"
"The same goes for me," I agreed. "We won't stop until we are back in one piece. Think of it, Jenny, all that time together! I'm not going to let you out of my sight the whole time!"
"But Richard, I need some privacy in order to sort myself out," she protested. "I really don't want to hurt your feelings but it's very important to me to be alone now and then."
"Oh ... well, sure, I can understand that." I was disappointed but I didn't want to hurt her feelings either. Unwittingly, Jenny had made a lot of trouble for herself and, ultimately, for me, but neither of us knew that at the time. The trouble potential, so to speak, only became clear some hours later when we decided to take a walk in different directions. She put her walking boots, jeans, and plaid shirt on, I dressed in my swim suit, and off we went with the agreement to meet back at the camp by dinner time. While she tramped into the woods I struck out toward the center of the lake where a float had been moored by some chamber of commerce or another.
From the raft I could see most of the lake's shoreline. The far side of the lake was obscured by a faint mist but I could see the rest quite clearly. There wasn't a soul around, not a tent, not a camper, not even a kid! Glorious solitude. Perhaps Jenny was right, being alone would do us more good than clinging to each other for the whole time. We had to learn to function as individuals and yet always refer back to each other, at least if our marriage was to survive. Lying on the raft and soaking up the sun had the effect of making all the complications of real life seem trivial. My optimism rose with the temperature.
I dozed off for a little while and when I came to I imagined strange sounds. It sounded like twittering and then it was more like giggling! I looked all around me but couldn't see a thing. After inspecting the shore line closely I noticed that there was a piece of land jutting out so as to fold a bay into itself, obscuring it from my view. That was where the noises seemed to be coming from. By this time a sense of boredom had made me more receptive to stimuli, and I didn't hesitate to plunge overboard to swim toward the bay. It was a long haul, much longer than I had anticipated, and when I finally reached the shore there wasn't much I could do except pant.
Eventually I got the strength to creep through the undergrowth. The noise was louder now and easily identifiable. Humans produced it, young humans of the female variety, there was no mistaking it. When I rounded the last obstacle I saw what looked to be a feverish hallucination. If I had wished our second honeymoon to end in abysmal failure, this would have been the substance of my wish: some forty, fifty young girls all naked splashing about in the shallow waters of the inlet. I closed my eyes, shook my head until it rattled, and looked again. This was no mirage, it was real!
My first impulse was to flee. Perhaps I could catch up with Jenny and attach myself to her for the rest of our vacation. But once that silly impulse passed I moved in closer, taking care not to disturb the bashes too much, and I feasted my eyes on all that lovely young stuff playing about in the water. There were too many of them for rue to single out any one in particular. All I saw were bobbing little tits, a flash of snatch now and then, and cantaloupe buns that barely quivered even when the possessor stamped hard on the ground! I felt faint, a little dizzy, and every part of me except my cock went limp. It was as though all my blood and energy had been transferred to that small part of my body because I couldn't move yet my cock throbbed like a sore thumb.
An older woman sat in a deck chair by the side of the lake. A large clearing had been cut there and the grass was lush and thick. The girls' clothing had been strewn all over the place, all those delicious little panties-and trainer bras on display just for a droller like me! I moved through the bushes like an adept scout and made it to the back of the clearing without being spotted. Some clothes lay quite near me and when I was certain no one was watching I snatched up the panties and pressed them to my face. Ah, youth! A faint tang of womanhood mingled with baby powder and sweat, a heady blend that had my cock raring up and whinnying! I took the crotch of the panties into my mouth and sucked at them as if this would conjure up the pussy that had recently pressed against the material. But this only whetted my appetite more!
I prowled around the clearing hungrily, like a wolf waiting for a sheep to stray from the flock. They played and giggled and squealed, unaware that there was a man around to give their tits and ass a value they themselves wouldn't have put on it. The supervisor knitted and lolled in the sun. I kept staring at those young girls with their protrusive pubic mounds and their little dabs of hair growing between their legs, the bulging pussy lips sticking out so blatantly, the slender thighs and the round bottoms, or the tits of all sizes shining with wetness, and all those pretty, innocent faces. There had to be a conspiracy against my marriage! That was all I could come up with. How could I spend time with Jenny when I knew there were dozens of teenagers gamboling through the woods?
"All right, girls!" The supervisor clapped her hands. "Let's go now, time for lunch!" One by one the girls came out of the water and dried themselves with rough towels, bending over, touching parts of themselves that I would have gladly eaten, and I crouched among the bushes and tried not to play with myself. I was going to get me one of those tasty morsels before the day was out. I didn't know how I would do it but there was no doubt in my mind that I would soon be skewering one or another of those girls. When they put their T-shirts on I read that they were staying at Camp Moorehead, and judging by the age and size of the supervisor the camp wasn't far away. She waddled out of the clearing and the girls trailed behind her. Only the slowpokes were left behind to finish dressing.
As soon as the supervisor was out of sight a couple of girls produced cigarettes and had a smoke by the side of the lake. The others obviously disapproved but said nothing. There were three of them puffing on cigarettes, and they leaned against a tree trunk with an air of insolence about them. As the other girls were leaving, one of them turned to the smokers and yelled: "You girls are going to get into big trouble, wait and see!"
"Who's going to give it to us!" shouted one of the smokers. "Not you, you seedy little bitch!" The threesome laughed confidently and lit up another cigarette with the butt end of the first. I considered attacking them right away but something held me back. The girls were obviously a power in the camp and I didn't want to offend them in any way in case I needed something from them later. My mind was already formulating strategies by which to fuck the whole camp, just in case I was given a chance. So I made myself comfortable among the bushes and waited to see what the girls would do.
"Oh Jesus, I'm horny!" sighed one of the girls, an angelic looking little brunette who must have stood all of five feet tall. Coming from her mouth it sounded rather incongruous but it sent chills up my spine just the same. One of the others, a large 'girl with short-cropped blonde hair, nodded and said she felt horny, too, which left the third girl with no choice but to declare her own horniness. The third girl interested me most. She was a little black girl with her hair in cornrows and little ribbons that were still drying out from her splashing about in the lake. I had noticed her before she'd put her clothes on and her ass excited me beyond belief! The little white girls had delicious little buns that were rounded yet, in comparison to the black girl's, quite flat in profile. The black girl had two dark brown globes sticking out from the small of her back, an abrupt swelling of flesh that was cleft in two down the center and curved under to form a curly-haired pussy that made me drool just to look at it.
"Yeah, I think I'll beat off," said the brunette. She took her jeans and T-shirt off, puffed on her cigarette, and stuck her hand into her panties. I felt faint again. Her titties were bite-size, glorified nipples really, firm as muscle, and to see her with a cigarette stuck in her mouth and her hand groping about between her legs was more than I could take. I didn't know whether to blow or laugh! "How about you guys, are you going to beat off with me?"
"Sure," they said, and stuck their cigarettes into their mouth so they could undo their clothes too. I waited for the black girl's ass to reappear. Ah, there it was! Those firm half-globes of flesh pointing right at me, such perfect formations, leaning into each other so there was no spill-over into her thighs. She was a strong little thing, not an ounce of fat on her body, and when she turned again to prop herself against the tree I was m a position to appreciate her little black tits fully. They stuck up and away from each other, two small mounds tipped by black nipples that were extraordinarily large in proportion to her tits. Another puff of her cigarette, then she began to play with herself in earnest. She held the cigarette in one hand and rubbed her clitoris with one finger of the other, gazing out into the woods and silent. The biggest girl was also nude now and toying with her pussy idly. None of them was really approaching frenzy.
"Hey, let's have a contest," said the brunette. "The first one who comes wins a packet of cigarettes, what do you say?"
"How do we know who comes and who doesn't?" asked the black girl.
"We test her to see how wet she is."
"That's got nothing to -do with it." The black girl was obviously the rationalist in the group.
"Okay, then the wettest after ... five minutes wins." They all agreed to that. One by one they stubbed their cigarettes out and began to play with themselves more intently. And as they rotated their fingers over their clits and pinched at their nipples, they checked to see what the other was doing. When the big girl began to dip her finger into her pussy, for example, the other two quickly followed her lead; and when the black girl lay on her back and opened her legs wide to get more than one finger up herself, that caught on, too.
I was going quietly insane behind the bushes. Three pussies stared at me unblinkingly, each with reaming fingers in its mouth. The downy hairs, the pudgy lips, the hard little buttocks and tits, all reminded me of that hot night with Pru and office dalliances with Peggy. Yes, I preferred firm little girls to the soft, flesh of older women, I liked little titties and clenched pussies! I stared at the three girls playing with themselves and imagined all I'd do to them if I ever got one of them alone.
"Oooohhhhh, I'm coming!" groaned the big girl. Her hips moved up and down so that her ass pounded against the ground, and her two fingers slid in and out of her pussy so fast that they became a blur to me. I could hear her juices slopping about inside her cunt and I figured she was sure to win. The other two girls didn't say anything, they merely fingered themselves harder. And when the big girl rolled over on her side so she could fingerfuck herself from behind, the black girl and the brunette moved closer together and started to toy with the other's cunt. That really turned them both on. They kissed with rapid pecks and stroked the other's titties, tickled between the other's legs, and it wasn't long before they were clinching in a passionate embrace. The big girl was oblivious to everything but her fingers shoving their way into her cunt from behind. Her cheeks parted as the side of her hand slid deeper into the valley, pushing her flesh out of the way until it must have been caressing her asshole. She grunted and sweated and I was sure she had forgotten , all about the contest. The black and the brunette girl were just as indifferent to competition. They had maneuvered themselves into the sixty-nine position, the brunette flat on her back, the black girl hunched over her.
The big girl rolled over on her stomach and now one hand held her ass open while the other divided its thumb and fingers between her two orifices. The girls hurled and purled and small squeals issued forth as climaxes exploded deep down in their bodies. I was tugging at my cock as hard as they were making love. There was nothing I could do about it, the spirit had moved me beyond the point of return. Five minutes had long elapsed before the frantic action subsided, and only then did the big girl notice that her friends bad been intimate, more intimate than the rules of the game allowed.
"Not fair!" she cried, sitting up and lighting a cigarette all in the same tired motion. "Anyway, I know I'm the wettest so I win."
"Says you!" protested the black girl. "Here, feel how wet I am. Hell, I'm damn near drowning in the stuff!"
"And me!" added the brunette. The girls stuck fingers up the other's pussy and looked thoughtful as they tried to gauge the fluid content of each. The test only resulted in a quarrel and the big girl told the other two to fuck off, she was never going to speak to them again. The girls left her behind, and it looked as though the big girl intended to sulk a while before returning to the camp. That was all I had prayed for. As soon as the brunette and the black girl had gone I stepped out into the clearing.
"What you need is an impartial judge," I told the startled girl. She turned as white as a sheet and scrambled to her feet. "No, no, don't get up. I'll test you and then we work out if it is possible to get any wetter. If not, you win. the prize." I rubbed her prize suggestively and she stared at it in horror. She shook her head and her eyes filled with tears. She hadn't had much experience with men, evidently.
"No, mister, don't do it! We were only fooling around, I'm sorry if we gave you the wrong idea. Let me go, please, I'm late already!"
"I won't be long," I said. She tried to make a run for it but I was too quick for her. I grabbed her by the arms and gently laid her out on the thick grass. She stared up at me like a frightened animal and my cock throbbed all the harder for her fear. "Look, all I do is stick this into you and then I move it around, you'll feel pleasure, I'll feel pleasure, and then you can go have lunch. Now what's wrong with that?"
"Help!" she screamed. Her shrill voice echoed through the woods and I quickly clapped my hand over her mouth. I listened for a while to see if anyone was about to come to her rescue and when the forest remained silent I began again. I told her not to worry, I would do everything in my power to make her feel nice all over. She didn't believe me. Her eyes kept moving down to my cock, measuring it against the size of her cunt hole, and I could sympathize with her misgivings. My cock was as big and thick as it could get, throbbing ominously as it waited its turn. To distract her I took her into a tight embrace and kissed her on the lips. She was tense and her lips were stiff and unresponsive but I persisted. I forced my mouth hard against hers, pushing until she opened up a little, and then thrusting my tongue past her lips to brush along her teeth. She relented slightly, perhaps to humor me; I didn't care, just as long as I could get into her mouth! For the moment I cared only for French kissing and when I achieved my objective my cock swelled even more. It pressed against the upper part of her belly and rubbed its knob against her soft skin. The big girl didn't know what to do about that.
"Put your lips around my cock," I said softly. She looked at me as if I was crazy but I nodded in a friendly fashion, encouraging her to try it. If I had threatened her she might have resisted but my avuncular attitude left her with little to kick against. She bent over and touched my cock with her lips briefly, checked with me, and did it again. The blood beat violently in my cock, pressing at the veins as if they weren't big enough to contain so much virility! I let my hands slide along the girl's back, bending over until I had a good grip on her pert cheeks. How firm she was, how squeezable! Jenny was getting floppy but this girl was as Bard as rubber balls. She was still kissing my cock tentatively when I got the urge to stick my cock into something warm and wet, and she was completely taken by surprise when I shoved it down her throat.
"MMMGLLPPHHH!!" she protested. I drew back a little way but I held on to her head so her mouth would stay in place. Then my cock moved right back, shining with her spit, pulsing with life, and it slid back into her as smoothly as a shell slipping into the breach, Her eyes bulged and so did her cheeks but she understood that this was important to me, that I might get angry if she didn't do my bidding. I leaned back and closed my eyes, sensing the soft lips slithering down my cock and back up, feeling the suction on my glans, hearing her struggle to get ah- into her lungs.
"Now let me see how wet you are," I said, gently disengaging myself. She was so confused by this time that she let me sit her down in the grass with her legs wide open, and waited until I had stuck my finger right up her pussy. "Oh, very good! You're dripping wet! Do you mind if I have a taste?" She shook her head but I could tell she didn't know what was happening. I took her by the knees and lifted her legs so she ended up lying flat on her back with her legs in the air. Her pussy stretched open and her pink inner flesh bulged out like stuffing. Now her cunt hole became visible, a slit within her slit, pink and gleaming in the sun, so small that even the tip of my tongue had trouble getting in. I did my best to loosen her up a bit before I began to fuck her but it was hard to tell whether that had much effect. She couldn't seem to catch up with her body somehow. She was wet, her nipples were hard, but her face expressed little except awe.
With my face buried between her legs I didn't much care how she felt. If she was near enough to being a woman she'd enjoy herself; and if she wasn't I would just have to enjoy myself alone. Her pussy was delicious, a small, chubby cunt that was made to be eaten. I stuck my tongue up her as far as it would go and moved it around inside her while my nose nudged at her clitoris. She knew what a clitoris was for. Pretty soon her body began to move from side to side, uncomfortably squirming in the lush grass as she sought to find relief from the emotions building up inside her. I didn't give her a chance to escape the orgasm I was putting together for her. My fingers worked her pussy over .as thoroughly as my tongue did, stroking her and fingering her, prying into her asshole and sticking my tongue in right after, spreading her plentiful fluids about her ass and belly, and generally turning her into a sex bomb. Yes, she loved it! The confusion left her face and in its place came a blissful contentment. She liked to be fingered especially and to give her a real thrill I stuck my finger right into her snatch. She gave a little jump and a cry but then she settled down to the kind of love I was making.
My thumb moved in and out of her easily. Her muscles had loosened up, her mind had, too, and when I pushed at her asshole with the index finger on the same hand her sphincters gave without much resistance. When I had both fingers stuck deep up her ass I began to masturbate her dually, adding my other hand to the fun so I could titillate her clitoris as well. "Oooooooowwwww!" I heard her moan, sounding like a dog in heat. "Oooohhh nooooooo!!! That's too nice, stop it, stop it!" Of course I stepped up my fingering, ramming both of them up her orifices and knuckling her clitoris until she couldn't take it anymore. She struggled to get away from the delicious agony by pushing herself backward along the grass, but I followed her at once. As much as she was enjoying herself she had trouble accommodating so much pleasure in so little tune. But when I forced it on her she accepted it and promptly began to climax like a new volcano.
While she writhed about in the grass, grabbing at her little tits and uttering tiny shrieks of joy, I got on top of her and aimed my swollen knob at her dripping pussy. She hardly noticed at first, so busy was she with her new experiences, but when I pushed down hard on her she suddenly stopped in mid-cry and once again she eyed me with a mixture of fear and fright. "Be careful!" she pleaded, her hands coming up as if to protect herself from me. I pushed down another inch and she froze. "OOOOWWWWWWWW!!" she yelled. "GET OFF, GET OFF, THAT HURTS! OH JESUS, MY THING IS ON FIRE!! TAKE IT OUT!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" Her pain must have been total because she shook all over . and took several inches of flesh out of my back with her nails. To me that acted like a battery-operated riding crop. I shoved my cock right into her young cunt and started to fuck her uncontrollably. Those harsh, desperate cries soon gave way to animal shrieks which subsided to moans and then she was back in heaven again. It was all so sudden that. I had trouble keeping up with her but when I heard those blissful moans we managed to harmonize again.
I supported my torso with both hands on the ground, my arms straight, and I looked down at her crotch as my cock moved in and out with a steady, pounding beat. There was some blood visible around the shaft when I withdrew it far enough and in my mind I chalked up a hymen to my credit. The girl was out of it. She lay under me with a great big grin on her face but that was all she was capable of doing. Now and then she reached for me as if embrace me but her hands lost their direction halfway and fell back to the grass.
The fuck ended peacefully. She couldn't take the emotional strain toward the end and simply dozed off with that same sheepish grin on her face. And I gave in to my cock, which had wanted to unload its cream ever since I first caught sight of the girls. I pulled out and washed my cock in the lake, then got dressed again and made myself comfortable under the tree where the girls had conducted their contest. I smoked and gazed at the nude young girl sleeping in the grass, at the sperm dribbling out of her distended pussy, the admixture of blood streaking it red, and I wondered what it was about young girls that attracted me so powerfully. Their firm flesh, the tight pussies, and those green-tits? Yes, but there was something else. They were so easily satisfied! I could fuck Jenny all night and she'd still be up for more. But the girl in the grass had had as much as she was capable of taking and that made me feel very good indeed.
"Hey, you're going to miss out on lunch all together," I said, shaking her by the shoulder. "I know you must be hungry."
"Yes, I guess I am." She stretched, yawned, and surveyed the clearing. "Gee, I feel really funny! What's your name, by the way?"
"Richard. I'm camping just over at the other side of the lake."
"Oh yeah? Well, maybe we'll come and pay you a visit soon. My name is Berry and the girls you saw rue with are my best friends. Would you mind if we dropped by?"
"I wouldn't mind, no, but my wife might."
"Oh, I see. We'll have to take care to avoid her." She put her Camp Moorehead T-shirt back on and then slipped into her jeans. "Boy, what you did sure beat jerking off hands down. That's sex, right?"
"The real thing," I nodded.
"Great, now I can tell the girls all about it. You know, it's funny, they're always talking about it and I was always the one who said I'd keep it for my husband�you know, when I get married when I'm old. But now I don't have it anymore and it feels really nice!" She shook her head and chuckled to herself.
"That's always the way. There are talkers and doers," I said. Berry looked pleased at being among the chosen, shook me by the hand, and disappeared into the woods. She had left her cigarettes behind so I had another one and thought about the next few weeks. Now that Berry had had a taste of me she would spread the word. That could mean trouble. If Jenny were to find out she'd leave me right off the bat, and wasn't ready for that. I had to use my head!
Instead of swimming back to our camp I strolled back along the shore, traipsing through bushes and undergrowth, thinking the whole time. It was Jenny's fault for wanting to be independent, of course, I was blameless. But now I would have to encourage her solitary rambles. So many problems! The cleanest solution would be to pick up stakes and shift the camp to another part of the state, well. away from temptation. If only I had some moral fiber!
Jenny was still gone when I got back to the camp. I cooked up some food and coffee and ate in silence. It wasn't the same now that I knew there were dozens of fresh young pussies within a 'mile of the camp. I kept thinking about them and in between I wondered what Jenny was doing with herself. She came back around dusk, tired, grubby, and in no mood to do anything but crash. I wanted to talk with her, to make her unwittingly persuade me to stay with her, but she was snoring the moment her head hit the pillow.
CHAPTER SIX
The morning sun woke me. Sharp rays hit me in the eyes, a mellow breeze swept over me, and there was little joy to be derived from lying in a sweaty sleeping bag when all around it was so fresh and lovely. I was reluctant to make the move, though. A soft, seductive tiredness kept me prone. I turned over on my side and gazed out along the grass at the lake beyond. The surface shimmered silver and everything was so bright that it was hard to see any one thing in particular. Trees melted into dark lumps, the bright surface extended into infinity, and when a shape loosened itself from the background to head straight for me I couldn't work out what was going on.
"Hi!" a girl's voice sang out brightly. I thought it had to be Jenny but it didn't sound like her. Then who? "You're Richard, right? I'm Cissie from Camp Moorehead. Berry told me about you and I had to come and see you for myself."
"What!?" I couldn't believe my ears. In a panic I looked over at Jenny's sleeping bag. It was empty. Thank Christ! "What do you mean Berry told you about me? Is she spreading the word all over the camp?"
"Oh no, I'm her best friend." The girl sat down, on the grass near me and smiled broadly. She was quite lovely, I decided, and after I had looked her over from head to toe I was glad Berry had turned out to be a blabbermouth. She was a little thing, five feet perhaps, and her bikini hid less than it was intended to. There was something touching about a halter top so loose that I could see her whole tit from the side of it. She just couldn't fill it with those little mounds. Her hair was dripping wet and hung in long streaks over her back and shoulders, big brown eyes regarded me with blissful innocence, she had a cute upturned nose and a few freckles, and she was tanned deeply all over�except where her halter covered her. I could see the white skin under the top and when she folded her legs in a certain way the whiteness of her ass was also revealed.
"And what did Berry tell you about me?" I asked. I was naked in the sleeping bag and already my cock was filling up with blood and lust at the sight of this tender young piece of ass. So as not to frighten her before she got her courage up I kept the lining up to my waist when I sat up, and I asked her to pass my cigarettes. The cigarette tasted horrible. All that fresh air was raining my taste buds! I stubbed it out and had her fetch me some fruit from the larder.
"Berry just said you were nice to her," said Cissy. "Are you nice to all girls or only to her?"
"I would be very nice to you," I assured her. Now and then I looked nervously toward the surrounding woods, expecting Jenny to come crashing through the undergrowth. I couldn't understand why she had left so early and without saying anything. Would it be another all day excursion? I was beginning to hope so. The more I looked at Cissy the better I liked her. She was a lithe little thing, so lively and happy that she couldn't sit still for more than a second.
"Would you? That's great." She changed color suddenly and looked away. "Because I want you to be nice to me."
"You want me to make love to you?" I said teasingly. "Is that what you're trying to say?"
"Well ... all the girls in my hometown have done it and they're always laughing at me because I haven't. I'm sick of that!" Fire in her eyes now, angry gestures. "I don't think the boys at my school know what it's for, myself. Hell, I've heard the girls talk about what happens during the act and it's like those guys are pissing in them. I've read books about sex, I know there's more to it than that. So I decided to find a mature man, one who knows what he's doing!"
"I see." She was upset and I took her hand and patted it softly to calm her down. "Don't think you have to explain yourself to me. I think you're a very pretty girl and I'd be more than happy to initiate you. But you have to relax first, forget about everything else. Just sit by me and think of how much fun we two are going to have together. Touch me, get to know me, that's the way." Her wet head came to rest on my shoulder and she caressed my chest with one hand, still awkward, stiff, but warming to me now that she'd unburdened herself. Sitting that way, she had to support herself on one elbow and that elbow rested very near to my dick. She didn't seem aware of it but I was. My cock grew in leaps and bounds and when she became bold enough to grope around under the sleeping bag she found a cock that was hard and thick. "Wow!" was all she could say.
I untied the halter top and let it drop to the ground, her tiny tits could be seen from any angle but they looked no bigger. They rose ever so slightly with just the beginnings of an upward curve that made her nipples look to the tops of trees rather than the sky. In a year or so there would be more flesh there, enough to fill a hand, but for the moment I could only rest my hands on them and sense their softness. Her nipples were hard, perhaps from the earlier contact with the cool waters of the lake, perhaps because she was genuinely horny. It was so hard to tell with girls her age whether they were subject to libidinous impulses, or whether they acted on peer pressure. Cissy lay in my arms and fondled my cock but as yet she hadn't pulled it out from under the covering. I decided to do that for her.
When she saw my cock she let out a gasp. She stiffened again and her nervousness increased visibly. I untied the ribbons holding her bikini bottom in place, and the garment fell from her without her knowing it. A hairless pussy appeared, a smooth fleshy swell rising from her pubic bone and splitting in two a little further down. Her slender thighs pressed together but they left a big enough gap at the top for me to see the sudden slope of her cunt. My hand caressed her belly and thighs, working toward her cunt slowly so as not to spook her. Cissy was still staring at my cook, aghast, probably comparing the size of it to her pussy. When I felt that part of her I understood her misgivings. She was tiny all over! Her cunt was no bigger than a change purse and her orifice wouldn't admit even the tip of my little finger! She would have to be lubricated until she dripped!
"Lie back, Cissy, and close your eyes," I said. She didn't hear. Her eyes were fixed on my cock and her hand kept a tight grip on it. I had to pull her fingers off it one by one before I freed myself, and she let me lay her out along the sleeping bag in much the same way as a store dummy offers no resistance. Her eyes stared up at the sky now and she was trembling as though she was freezing.
"I'm scared!" she quavered. "I want to go home now. Please let me go, Richard, I made a mistake."
"Sssshhh!" I said. My fingertips ran along her willowy, body and I fought back my lust in order to her into her new experience. She couldn't escape me now, I was too fast for her, so all I had to do was take it easy. Her cunt was shut tight, two full lips pressing together between her thighs, and everything in me craved a taste of that part of her body. I massaged and caressed her but nothing seemed to have much effect on the panic-stricken girl. In the end I decided that if she wasn't going to join I might as well make the best of it for myself. "Relax now, think about nothing," I said, pulling her legs apart and nestling between them. "Just pretend you're not here, say you're at home in your bed and you're just dozing before breakfast. You play with yourself a bit, not much, a rub here and there. That's the girl, close your eyes now, make believe, that's good."
She was very suggestible. She let me part her legs and lay with my face right up close to her cunt. It was still shut but I pressed the thick lips open and peered into the startling pinkness under them. A loop of flesh gave way under my curious fingering and the darkness of her channel came up against the brightness of the day. A secret tunnel just for me! She was dry and her cunt contracted nervously against my intrusive little finger but I persisted long enough to get the tip of it past her tense barriers. I delighted at the way in which her cunt muscles nipped at me like a little enraged animal fighting off infiltrators. I bent over more and my tongue took a swipe at her pussy. The taste of the lake, of baby powder, piss, and the beginnings of womanhood came through when I replaced the tip of my finger with the tip of my tongue. My nostrils twitched, my taste buds rioted, and for a moment I lost all control. No longer was I the premeditating seducer. I was just a man going crazy for cunt, digging into her box and coming out with all sorts of goodies. My tongue writhed its way into the narrow tunnel and scooped up the juices just beginning to ooze out of her, my nose butted into her clitoris, and my hands went from her titties to her tushie, groping and prying and squeezing, berserk with desire.
It was with a great effort that I regained control over myself. I was panting and sweating, my dick was digging up the grass, and the girl was looking at me as if I had just dropped down on her from outer space. Easily now, slowly, I continued to lick her cunt and my hands held on to her thighs to make sure her pussy stayed open for me. Cissy was starting to see the point in what I was doing. Her cunt muscles relaxed noticeably and I took advantage of that by sticking my index finger up her. This time I got it into her without any trouble and the moment it lodged in her cunt she started to grunt and groan like an old pro! Yes, she got the message. My finger had pointed her in the right direction.
I moved over to her side, supporting her in one arm so we could both watch my finger dip into her cunt. She put her arms around my neck and buried her face there but I knew she was peeking. She was trembling violently and clinging to me with all her might, spreading her legs wider and wider until she was doing the splits. Now my finger hardly touched the sides! I began to push it up her harder and I rotated it at the same time, stretching that tight elastic washer and bringing down more fluids. "Has anyone ever done this to you?" I asked breathlessly. I could imagine the boys at her school taking her out to lover's lane and driving their fingers deep into this succulent little snatch all night long.
"No, I wouldn't let them!" she said, snuggling up to me even closer. I sighed and thought about waste. Youth is wasted on the young as the man said, but he didn't mean that the young don't appreciate their own youth�they just don't appreciate the youth of others! Cissy was too delicious for her peers, how could they savor her loveliness, the ill-modulated passions that governed her, the smell of baby powder mixing with the natural scent of cunt, those little firm tits! No, boys her age lusted after Playboy bunnies, mother surrogates, while men of my age ached to recapture the pleasures of tightness and firmness, the awkwardness of youth. And so I pushed my finger into her little snatch up to the knuckle and dedicated that gesture to all my contemporaries.
I managed to get my back up against a tree and sitting in that position it was easy to get her to sit on me. Cissy was so nervous that she couldn't maneuver her cunt over my cock but I was more than willing to help. She was very wet by this time and ready for the first penetration. At least, that's what she told me. But when the knob of my cock touched her cunt for the first time she let out a squeal of fear and tried to bolt. I was prepared for that. With one hand at the back of her neck I held her down and with the other hand I kept my cock upright so it pointed directly at her cunt.
"Calm down now. baby," I murmured. "Not long to go, here's the first part, breathe deeply, that's a good girl." She did her best but when my cock buried itself into her soft pussy flesh it felt the tight resistance of her cunt muscles block its path. She tried and I tried, but it just wouldn't go. "Go get the butter," I said, lifting her up on her feet and patting her on the ass so she would hurry. I got the impression that she was following my orders mindlessly. Like a zombie she walked over to the larder, got the butter out and brought it back to me, then resumed her original position. Small moans still escaped her, the eyes remained glassy, and when I smeared a generous dollop of butter in and out of her cunt she just squatted in the one place and waited patiently.
This time when she sat down on my cock she slithered down it as though she'd tried to climb the greasy pole, and landed on her bottom with a slap of flesh against flesh. Her mouth opened wide, her eyes bulged, an expression of indescribable pain wiped away the glassiness in her eyes, and a moment later she let out a hell of a scream! "EEEEYYOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!" Another hymen perforated! The pain held her captive for a long time. She couldn't move and when I tried to she hurriedly pressed me down, saying I should wait a minute more. Only when she was over the worst of it did she start to bob carefully on top of my rock-hard member, and even then she had to stop now and then.
At last her box adjusted to my size and she rode up and down my pole with the first signs of pleasure. She embraced me and kissed me as her little ass rose and fell, and I fondled her tits lecherously. How I loved that young body of hers! While I was fucking her I couldn't imagine anything sexier. Wherever my hands alighted her body caused them to quiver with delight. Just running my palms along her belly made my fingers want to come! With an effort I sat further down the tree and pulled my legs back so that she sat in the cradle of my body and her tits were at the same level as my mouth. My lips enclosed her nipples one by one, sucking and tugging at them, relishing them, and she arched her back to feed me more. "That feels good!" she cried, working her tits into my face, her hands daring to cup those tiny mounds. "Oh Richard, yes, lick them! OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW YES! DO IT AGAIN! OH, OH, OOOHHHHH!!" her tits seemed more sensitive than her pussy and so I was content to let her fuck at her own jerky, slow pace while I devoted my attention to her nipples. They were very hard now and it had nothing to do with cold water. Two tiny clitoris they were, hard and getting harder with every stroke of my tongue. I sucked her tits into ray mouth with as much force as I could .muster and she started to shiver and foam, her hands pulled my face against her chest and the fucking stopped altogether. "YES, YES, OH EAT THEM, LICK THEM, I LOVE IT, OH RICHARD, AAAAAHHHH"
I timed it as well as I could. My cock couldn't take much more of her hot, wet pussy contracting tightly all around it. I had to blow my wad, it was necessary! And when she hit her peak from the tit massage I began to drive my cock deeper into her cunt, pushing as hard as I could and giving it to her fast. At the same time I took care of her mammary needs, plucking at her nipples with my teeth and mauling her flesh with both hands. From her peak she went to the next one and the next one, dizzyingly fast, crying out to the heavens and coming all over, and when I let go of my boiling load she simply swooned with an exhausted moan.
We lay together on the dense grass, side by side, breathing heavily to make up for those frantic moments. I managed to struggle out of my stupor far enough to take a cautious look around the clearing but there still was no sign of Jenny. Gratefully I lapsed back into my stupor. As for Cissy, she soon bounced back to her lively self. When she was rested she rushed into the lake, splashed about for a while and came back dripping wet and exhorting me to take a dip myself.
"How do you feel now?" I asked her, ignoring her suggestions.
"Oh fine!" She rubbed her box with a grimace but then she laughed and said: "No, seriously, I feel great, Thank you very much for being so nice to me. You know what you should do? You should come to the camp with me. A lot of the girls needs just what you've given me only they don't have the nerve to admit it. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to but you could certainly do a lot of good at Moorehead."
"Do you think so? Well, I'll think it over. But first, let's have breakfast. I'm starving." With her help I built a small fire and we fried eggs and bacon, made coffee, and ate in naked splendor. I was still. worried that Jenny might come back unexpectedly but something in me kept me from being sensible. Fuck her, if she wanted to run around the woods all day and night then she had to put up with my eccentricities in exchange.
When the camp had been cleaned up and we were having a quiet cigarette together, I began to think it might be nice to have Cissy for dessert. She sat opposite me, her legs drawn back in a partial lotus position, and her naked little pussy drew my eyes to itself relentlessly. Her cleft flesh had me in its power if only because of the new memories of her gripping channel, her moistness, and the joy she took in sex. My cock began to pulse with new life and it wouldn't be long before Cissy would notice how aroused I was getting�but just then I noticed someone else swimming toward us. A bolt of fear ran through me: was it Jenny? No, she didn't swim as well as this person. Strong arms plowed through the water, a stocky shape stood up in the shallows, and a new girl waded ashore. She had on a bikini, too, but she filled it to bursting! Cissy was less than pleased to see the newcomer.
"Hello, Linda," she said coolly. "What a surprise to see you here."
"Isn't it though?" Linda gave the girl a cursory glance and came right at me. I was staring and she played up to that. Her curvy body bounced and flounced every which way, tits, belly, thighs, all that sensual flesh coming at me! It made the dizzy just to think of where I would begin with her. "Hi, you must be Richard. It gets so boring in the camp so I thought I'd drop by and visit. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"Why, no," I said. "Cissy and I were just talking."
"Without any clothes on? Isn't that just like her. Well, if you both are done talking why don't you come for a walk in the woods, -Richard. It'd be so nice to talk with someone new for a change. The girls in the camp are really boring."
"Unlike you," said Cissy bitchily.
"Correct. What do you say, Richard, do you feel .like walking? Or would you prefer it if I put on some coffee and chatted with you here? It's all the same to me. And Cissy looks like she's about to leave anyway."
"Leave yourself, you fat-assed bitch!" Cissy spat suddenly. "I'm not putting up with your shit any longer. Go on, slut, get back to the camp with that dyke supervisor. That's where you belong!"
"Now, now, girls!" I said. They didn't hear me. Linda stood up and faced the smaller girl. It looked like an uneven match to me. Linda outweighed Cissy by at least twenty pounds and all of that was muscle. Linda was mad, too, and she advanced toward the smaller girl with every intention of pounding her into the ground. I could have intervened but I was far too interested. Cissy stood her ground, waiting for the bigger girl to come close enough, and when that point had been reached she jumped off the ground with both feet and swung her little fist through the air so it landed smack on Linda's nose. Linda hadn't been prepared for that. She reeled back, her hand covering her face, and the little girl rushed after her, landing stinging blows wherever she could.
But once Linda had removed her balance Cissy lost the fight. The big girl didn't punch, she wrestled, and she got a good hold on the other girl, crushing her and digging her fingernails into her flesh. "Let go of me, you pig!" gasped Cissy, tearing at the girl and undoing the bikini top in the process. "Goddamn it, let go!" With a burst of strength she managed to trip the bigger girl and throw her to the ground. The bikini top landed not far from them and I moved a bit closer to get a look at those remarkably big teenage tits. In the struggle to get on top Linda was victorious and when she perched on her adversary I was able to appraise her tits most thoroughly. They were bigger than they had seemed when she had her top on. Now they hung down over Cissy like two flesh sacks of ballast, round even though Linda was hunched over, and the nipples still managed to avoid -looking at the ground. I had to get a feel of them, right away!
"Okay girls, that's enough," I said, taking Linda from behind, both my hand on her tits and squeezing happily, "let's break it up now." I could have ended the fight but I merely toppled the bigger girl so Cissy would have a better chance. The brunette flung herself on top of the darker girl and clawed and bit at her like a frenzied cat. My cock was very responsive to all this feline violence. I egged them on, walked around them for better angles, and when Cissy grabbed hold of Linda's bikini bottom I couldn't resist giving them an extra rip just to help her tear them apart. Linda's ass was a prize, big and bulging cheeks that would one day be immense but were still girlishly firm. She had quite a bit of hair growing on her pussy, a lot compared to Cissy, and I was willing to bet she'd be a lot tarter to the taste than the smaller girl. I could hardly wait! But until they were ready for my kind of regimen I encouraged them to fight on.
It was a wonderful sight. Tits and pussies and cheeks flashed by me in a kaleidoscope of erotica as the girls rolled over the grass, biting and fighting, calling each other terrible names, pulling hah-, spitting, and giving me a show that had me at the point of jerking off. I couldn't resist a few strokes just to indulge myself and right away a slew of fantasies arose in my mind� each one immediately realizable! "Okay, that's enough!" I said, and this time I meant it. I grabbed them both by the hair and pulled them apart. "Now I want you two to kiss and make up. Right now!"
"I'd rather kiss a pile of horse shit!" said Linda viciously.
"And I'd rather eat it!" Cissy agreed. They glared ; -at each other drastically and tried to get at the enemy now and then as bursts of anger broke loose in their passionate hearts. Oh to channel that passion! To direct it at my aching, needy cock!
"I think I should throw you both into the lake and make you swim back to the camp," I said. "Why should I put up with this nonsense? I came here for some peace and quiet and what do I get? Kids fighting all over my neck of the woods!"
"Don't send us back;" said Cissy. "Send her back if you want but don't send me away yet. I enjoy being here with you and I'll do anything to stay here."
"Me too, me too! She's had her turn already, Richard, why does she have to stay?"
"What's the matter with you both staying? I don't mind company for another hour or so. All I want is that you behave yourself, no fighting, only loving, alright?"
"Okay!" they said, relief showing on their faces.
"Then kiss and make up." They grimaced and pecked at each other as if there was indeed horseshit involved in the transaction.
"No, no, not -like that. I said kiss! Like this!" I seized Linda and kissed her long and hard, my tongue . diving deep into her mouth and entwining with her tongue, exchanging spit, breathing noisily through my nose the whole time. God, that girl was making me horny! She was soft as a flesh pillow and as I kissed her she leaned into me so that her big tits brushed against my chest. I wanted to throw her down and jump her at that very moment but I knew I'd get more pleasure out of playing them off against each other.
"Like that?" They pulled faces again but tentatively approached each other and embraced to press their lips together. It took a while. They were stiff, reluctant, and not a little angry with me for demanding this of them. But I circled them, squeezing tits and pinching cheeks, telling them to kiss harder, to love each other, to do it for me, teasing them into thinking that we would go steady if only they would kiss properly. And gradually it stole up on them, a rising passion that caused their mouths to open right up, that made their tongues explore more widely, and that brought tiny moans up from their throats. The passion aroused by their violence was a neutral variety, the kind that could work for love as well as it could for hate; just a slight change in attitude was enough to divert it from one channel to the other. Then- heavy breathing, the increasingly bold caresses, told me I had better stake my claim in this affair or I'd be excluded altogether.
"And now a kiss for your daddy," I said softly, getting on my knees next to them. They turned to me shamefacedly and kissed my face with the force of that same passion, their soft wet mouth cloying to my skin in search of my lips, eventually to come together in a triple kiss in which tongues swayed and locked like pythons in .a basket. The little darlings! One hand was on Linda's big tits, the other mauled Cissie's tiny ones, and the contrast aggravated my horniness.
"See how nice it is to be friends?" I said. They nodded enthusiastically. I lay back in the grass and instructed Linda to occupy my face and Cissy to take charge of my cock. Linda had been around a little I more than Cissy and she knew exactly how to place her pussy over my mouth. The soft, sparse hairs of her cunt brushed against my lips briefly before the full weight of her body pressed her pudgy cunt lips against my mouth, and I had to take in a long inhalation through my nose to keep up with the excitement that burst loose in my belly. But Cissy was having problems. She grabbed my cock and rubbed the skin awkwardly, and she seemed to think that that was all she was required to do. I save her a minute in which to figure it out for herself but she couldn't. "Do you know what you're doing?" I asked rhetorically. "Linda, show her what to do down there. Quickly now, don't be away from my face too long!"
"Okay!" Linda scurried over to my dick and pushed Cissy out of the way. "See, this is what you do. Slowly, use your tongue or suck on it." And while she was there she figured she'd illustrate her point. Cissy looked on resentfully as Linda licked my dick up and down and let the tip of it slide between her lips to enter her mouth deeply. Once she had me inside she didn't want to let go. She closed her eyes and fondled my balls, every part of her focused on the part of me that was inside her face. It wasn't so urgent to me now to have her back on me. She was making me feel very good where she was!
"Right, check, I got it!" Cissie said, but the other girl wasn't listening. There was a dreamy expression on her face as she sucked my cock. "Come on, move over!" Cissie snuck in and took the side of my cock between her lips, licking it and slavering over it while Linda maintained her hold on the glans. I didn't want them to start fighting again but I left it until the very last moment to order Linda back up. For as Ions as it lasted it was wonderful to have the two of them struggling to get their mouths on me! Wet lips slithered up and down my dick, pulled at my balls, circled the phallus and worshiped it in such a way as to outdo the other. Only when Linda nudged Cissy out of the way and started to push my dick up her pussy did I intervene.
"Come on Linda, sit on my face," I said. She must have forgotten about the alternative because her face lit up and she hurried back with her pussy open and dripping. Thick droplets of her fluids rolled down my tongue and tantalized my throat, her impatient fat pussy chafed into my mouth and teeth, looking for action and getting it in modest doses. No use satiating her yet. I let her writhe and carry on while I divided my attention as evenly as possible between her cunt and 'Cissy's mouth. The little girl had caught on fast. Her mouth pleasured my cock as much as Jenny's had ever done, more perhaps since the girl was so eager to please me. She. licked me like a dog and sucked me like a fish, working so hard that my balls became very tense ail of a sudden and I had to call them both off.
"Rest a moment!" I said. They took no notice so I slid out from under them and took a quick breather. "Linda, lie down on your backhand play with yourself to keep it good and wet. You can help her if you want, Cissy, that's up to you." Cissy pulled a face but she sat , down between Linda's legs anyway and when the girl started to play with her pussy Cissy reached out and caressed all around that hairy fig. That was almost worse for my balls than having them both on top of me! I had to turn away, take a few deep breaths, and then I sat down beside, the two girls and watched as they played.
"Come on, Richard, do it now!" Linda urged. Her eyes were on my stiff cock. She had no fear of its size. On the contrary, she couldn't wait to get it into herself. Cissy was getting more involved with the game of stimulating her new friend. Her fingers ran about the girl's chubby cunt and since Linda was just rubbing her clitoris, Cissy was free to explore the sudden indentation at the bottom of those full lips. Her finger pried more deeply and suddenly it slipped into her. Cissy looked shocked but then she bent over the cunt and stared intensely as her finger slid right inside. She had caught on and that was a good time for me to stop her.
"My turn now." I pulled her finger out of Linda's cunt and got on top of the girl. "Put me in now, Cissy, and be careful with it." I felt her little hand close around my dick and she aimed my knob at that soft spot. Linda embraced me 'and stuck her legs up into the air as my cock battered her pussy. Eager as she was, her cunt muscles resisted my bulk until my persistence and her juiciness paid off. I savored that moment of entry, when her gripping cuntal muscles slid tautly along the head of my cock and then suddenly relaxed as the thickest part of me passed the smallest part of her. Then I was inside that moist, soft cave and her cunt muscles adjusted to knell my stalk, but the juices washed all over the place now and the grip was too oily to hold me back. With Cissy still holding the base of my cock I couldn't get into Linda the whole way but perhaps that was just as well. The bigger girl had overestimated herself and at the three quarter mark she started to cry out in pain and anxiety.
"Take it easy, take it easy," I whispered. "I'm almost there." She nodded and clung to me tightly, sobbing under her breath but bravely keeping her pussy in line with my plunging cock. Cissy let go of my cock and the rest of me entered smoothly. Linda let out a long wailing cry but even as she cried the tone of her lament changed into something more upbeat. I looked down along her heaving body and noticed the nimble ringers of Cissy working over her hairy pussy. So that was it. All the better. I took care to. fuck rhythmically so that Cissy would have a fair shot at the girl's pussy. It excited me to think of one girl touching another and I kept looking back to see how she was doing. Linda was indubitably doing fine. My cock dove in to the very bottom of her pussy with each long stroke now and she seemed ready for a few more inches. I played with her big, billowing tits, kneading them with both hands and sucking at the dark, upright nipples and she stroked my head as if to express approval.
"This is great!" I heard her cry out. "Oh God, yes! I think I'm coming, my whole body feels funny! Hold me Richard, Cissy hold me, I feel so strange! No, no, NOOOOOOOO, OH, OH, FUCK ME NOW, FUCK ME HARD, YES, THAT'S GOOD, OH RICHARD, CISSY, NOW, NOW, AAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!!"
She went limp for the moment but that didn't stop me. Her excitement was contagious and now it was me who was feeling funny all over. My body worked on automatic pilot, slamming my dick into her slurping pussy, and my hands dug into her tits greedily. I felt Cissy caress my ass with one hand and the other was on Linda's cunt just where my cock entered her body. Linda's lapse didn't last long. As a threesome we galloped on, panting, working, sweating, and she was fucking me as hard as I was fucking her with Cissy fingering us both as hard as she could.
"Come on!" I heard myself hiss. "Let's go, here comes, here comes, get ready girls!" And then my body doubled over and a stream of hot cream whooshed into her cunt, and the girls squealed like little animals and I went: "AAAAAUUUUGGHHHH-NNNNNM" and collapsed on top other. Only Cissy's fingers were still busy and it only took her ;a moment to get herself off. Then all was well again in the clearing by the lake.
"Was that good for you?" asked Linda. "I mean, is it different with older women?"
"Yes, but hardly ever for the better," I smiled. I felt euphoric from head to toe, The sun was shining, a cool breeze swept over us from the lake, and two naked young girls lay beside me and couldn't keep their hands off me�or each other, for that matter. I had done some matchmaking by the looks of it. "Hey, listen, you two have to get back to. the camp before someone misses you. Aren't you supposed to be swimming with the others right now?"
"Oh yes!" The girls jumped up and Cissy got back into her swim suit. Linda's was in tatters and for a moment she didn't know what to do. But she decided to swim back and run to the camp. "No one will notice," she said confidently. "The counselors are all dykes and they don't care about anyone but each other." That was good news but I made no comment. They left me together and swam back across the lake. I went back to sleep in no time flat.
CHAPTER SEVEN
I couldn't understand what Jenny was doing. She returned to the camp early that evening and once again she was disheveled and exhausted. My questions were turned aside by complaints. She was too tired, her head ached and her back had been burnt by the sun, so why didn't I leave her alone? I left her alone. When she got into the sleeping bag I decided to do some exploring. Jenny didn't notice me slip into the lake but I. doubt if she would have cared either way.
A bright moon lit the night up in muted silver. Everything was still in the forest. I was glad that it was such a warm evening because walking semi-naked in the woods when one is wet really isn't too healthy. As it was I felt like the ape man inspecting his territory. From the inlet where I had first spotted the girls of Camp Moorehead I followed a well-worn trail and it wasn't long before the lights of the camp showed through the trees.
A series of small wooden cabins stood in rows in the middle of a large clearing and a high wire fence had been constructed about the outer perimeter. The gate was open but a security guard sat by the side of it. If the girls lived up to my expectations, however, that wouldn't stop anyone from getting in or out. Sure enough, a cursory inspection turned up a hole in the fence big enough to drive a truck through. I slipped Into the compound and took advantage of the shadows to get to the back of the nearest cabin. There was a good deal of noise in the camp, some singing, laughing, the clatter of dishes being washed, and all that made it hard for me to get my bearings. I began with the hut that was giving me cover, creeping around the side and standing on tip-toes to look in through the lighted window. Some girls were sitting on bunks and talking but that was all they were doing. My heart was pounding with the excitement of being in this place. Hundreds of teenage pussies all around me, there were bound to be indiscretions. I went from one cabin to the next and saw one girl with her shirt off, another who was scratching herself absently between her legs, but that was all.
There had to be more than that! At the end of one of the rows of cabins there stood a larger building which was emitting steam in large billows. The sounds of rushing water came to my ears, splashing and giggling, and I knew I'd struck pay dirt. Taking extra care not to be seen, I managed to get to the side of the shower building, and stopped there for a moment to catch my breath. It was a simple construction, just four walls with a raised roof. I found some crates nearby and stacked them up next to the wall. Ah! Ecstasy!
Naked little girls were under the shower or standing by holding towels, their slender bodies pale under the bright lights. They chattered and laughed, unaware of the feverish pair of eyes boring through the steam. My cock whipped up and my hand reached down to comfort it. Oh, how beautiful they were! Those pert little bottoms, the sudden cleavage of their chubby cunts, and their fledgling tits, it was just too much for me. I looked and stroked, content just to be there. But then another girl entered the place and my masturbating took a very different direction. It was the little black girl I'd seen on that first day and when she took off her clothes I had to restrain myself from fucking the wall. Her ass was the sexiest I had ever seen, such full, bulging little buns pressing into each other to cause dimples on her flanks and a very thin furrow down the center. She was well known and I heard the girls call her Dottie. While she waited her turn in the showers she stood with her back to rue and talked with some of the other girls. She rested one foot on a bench and her arms on her upraised knee, so that her ass stuck out all the more. I found it hard to keep my balance on the stacked up boxes.
"Okay, mister, set down off there," said a harsh voice behind me. I jumped down and looked the intruder over. It was a she, big and strong, wearing a Camp Moorehead sweatshirt and Bermuda shorts with sneakers. Her hair was cropped close to her" head and her face expressed an easy confidence which probably meant she could wrestle me to the ground if necessary. She had her arms folded over a mighty bosom and her legs were like small tree stumps. "You want to explain yourself?" she asked. "Were you, by any chance, look-in? for your lost dog or did you pop a baseball into the camp?"
"No, I was looking at naked little girls," I said. "And what is it to you?"
"I'm paid to keep perverts like you out of this camp, among other things," she said. "Why don't we take a walk to my cabin, mister, we can sort this out there." I didn't feel like that but she got me into a painful hold in which my arm was twisted way up my back. Suddenly I had no choices to make. She frog marched me into her cabin and shut the door. "Now then, make yourself comfortable," she said, pointing at a chair. She sank down on her bed and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. "You like young stuff, do you?" she asked, offering me her cigarettes. I took one, lit it, and considered my answer. "Never mind, you obviously do�and who doesn't? I can't find it in myself to make a federal case out of this but I do have to punish you In some way or I'd be cheating my employers and the parents of the girls."
"What do you suggest?" In the light she looked even more awesome. Her hair was steel gray and her eyes were narrow and shrewd. I guessed her to be in her early forties and that she had been a shot-put champion in some distant Olympics. She wasn't fat but strong.
"Well ... put it this way, if you were a woman with moderate but definite needs and you had been locked away in a camp full of little girls for the past week or so, what would you want?"
"Someone to talk with?" I asked hopefully.
"Yes, that, and something else." She took a long drag on her cigarette and stubbed it out as she got out of her comfortable sprawl. "I've heard rumors about you, mister, and they've been good ones. Your name is Richard, isn't it?"
"Why, yes ... but who would have told you?"
"No one." She pulled the sweatshirt over her head and draped it over a chair, then faced me again. Her hands went behind her back and undid the snap of her bra, and when it gave way I was confronted by two big, heavy dugs that pointed straight at the floor. My mind escaped into recollections of green apple tits and flat bellies, but my eyes were stuck with the vision of her overripe body and lechery in her eyes. "But I listen to what my little girls say to each other and the word is that you have what I need�right there!" She bent over and prodded the bulge in my pants. "Yes indeed, nine inches they said it was." I felt myself blushing, which embarrassed me so much that I turned even redder.
"Listen, don't believe everything you hear ... " I started to say.
"I won't!" she said quickly. "No, I intend to find out for myself! Now why don't you take your clothes off for me so I can inspect the merchandise." As if to set the example she wriggled out of her Bermudas and bared her big white ass to me. She looked, as sexy as the ass end of a cow to me at that moment and I kept measuring the distance between myself and the door. If I was very quick I could make it�and if I wasn't, I'd be in real trouble. I looked at those big pendulous tits, the grey shrubbery between her massive thighs, the bleated belly and those powerful arms, and I decided to risk it. A man has to be able to face himself in the mirror! I literally leaped at the door and wrenched it open, but she was on too of me before I could even get a whiff of night air. Those ham arms grabbed me around the chest and crushed me as she dragged, me back into her boudoir. "No, you don't. You're mine for the night!" she breathed. I couldn't get over how strong she was. She laid me out on her bed and kept my face pushed deep into a pillow while her body arranged itself on top of me. A knee in my back, another on my left arm, and the full weight of this lady wrestler immobilized me. Ropes were bound around my wrists and the other ends were secured on the steel frame of the bed. I was helpless!
She took my pants off and patted me on the ass, remarking that she approved of small, round buns on men. Since I was lying on my belly she couldn't see my cock without lifting me up, and that's exactly what she did. I was starting to feel like a piece of beef! She fondled it and wondered out loud how big it would be when it was hard. "But I guess there's only one way to find out," she said, and she got on her back and slid under me the way a mechanic slides under a car. Her hungry mouth closed around my flaccid cock and she began to gobble at it wetly. I never could resist that kind of treatment but in her case I at least tried to. My whole cock was inside her face and she suckled it so delicately and thoroughly that it simply wasn't possible to withstand her moist lovemaking. The blood rushed into my dick, and inflated it to its full length and breadth in a matter of seconds, and the expansion drove her back some inches. She pushed at my belly with both hands to keep me at the right distances and contented herself with sucking my knob until she could adjust to me.
I was ashamed of myself for being so weak, but it was such pleasure to have her suck me that I soon got over that. As the spirit of love suffused my entire being my hips began to undulate slowly, surely, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth, pulling it back until the tip of my knob hovered just over her lips and then plunging in again. At first was careful not to inconvenience her but it wasn't long before I didn't give a shit. I wanted to fuck her face, to subdue that shot-putting woman until she released me with an apology! My cock drove into her mouth and deeper, into her throat. I heard her cough and splutter under me but neither she nor I modified my behavior. Deeper! Her lips were pursed to fit my dick and her hands were no longer under my belly but on my ass, pulling me into her mouth as though she couldn't get enough! This was better than I had expected. I fucked her face with the kind of fury I reserved for fairly experienced pussies and I was starting to see the big woman in a better light with every stroke.
"Okay, that's enough!" She pulled out from under me and I found myself fucking the bedspread. "Wow, that was nice, really nice, but I need it more somewhere else. Let me get under you from the other side sow and you can shove your prick where it'll do the most good." I didn't care what she put in front of my dick as long as I could fuck it at once. She moved over to the headboard of her bed and spread her legs to get them under my arms, then pushed down to get the rest of her under me. It was as though she was slipping into a tightly made bed. But when her cunt bumped against my head she stopped as if seized by a sudden inspiration. "How would you like to suck me for a bit?" she asked, her voice thick with lust. "Yeah, why don't you get me good and wet first? Stick your tongue into me and nibble at my clit. Ooooohhh, it makes me shiver just to think of it!" She drew her legs back and lifted my head so that her cunt pushed hard into my face. The tart smell of her juices and the sweat and piss collected in the course of a long day hit me in the nostrils so as to stiffle me for a moment, but in my heated condition I soon got to love it. I breathed her odor in and let the effect go to my head. As it was my whole body was pulsing with desire and now that her prey-haired cunt lay before me like a slit fig my eating her became part of a sensual flux. My tongue ran into her slit in search of her cunt hole and when it found the opening, it moved into her stiffly to penetrate her as far as it could. My nose pressed into the upper part of her cunt and she aided me by moving her hips from side to side and around so as to jerk off on ray face. And all the while I lay there with my arms tied to the bedposts, my cock chafing into the bedspread, unable to do anything but flow with it.
She excited me profoundly, there was no denying it. Not since my first experience with Peggy and Penny had my body been so athrob with passion! Every fiber, every nerve ached for satisfaction, inst as they drank in every sensation that I derived from her. The juices excreted by her big, meaty cunt, the increasingly sexy smell of her body, her swollen labia, the tiny hard clitoris, and the motion of her big hips, it all combined into a veritable onslaught of stimuli, and I felt like a cork bobbins on an ocean of sex! I ate and drank of her cunt, I nudged it and licked it. I-did everything I could to placate her, and the woman kept feeding me more, more, squealing and moaning, choking me with her big box!
"Gooohhhh God!" she moaned. "I got to have me some of that! Wait, wait, let me get under you! Oh dear, what is happening to me! Quick now, lift up, that's the way, that's it, let me put you in ... aaahhh, yes, yes, slide it in, you're so big, yes, good, oooohhhhhhh Richard! Yes, pound it into me, I need it so bad! Deeper, deeper, harder, oh feel that big cock, so thick and long, yes, yes, here I come, fuck harder, HARDER, HARDER, AAAAAAAAHHHH! WW-WWOOOOOOO-EEEEEEEEE, YES, YES,. HHH-UUUUUUNNNNNN!!" She bucked and rollicked under me, clinging to me with both arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, her cunt wide open to my relentless thrusting, and came and came until the edge had been worn off her lust. Then she settled into a more modest routine, going from rapacious to ravenous. I just kept fucking, it was all I could do. Without the use of my hands could only lie flat on top of her and shove it into her by moving my ass. That was enough for her. She let her legs down and placed both her hands on my buttocks. "That's beautiful," she murmured into my ear. "Don't ever stop!"
It sounded like a threat but I had done so much fucking over the past week that it wasn't hard for me to oblige her. I relished the sensation of her moist flesh around my cock, loose enough to keep the pressure off me, tight enough to give me a languorously good tune. Soft passions whirled about inside me and collected in my head, where they created a multi-colored reverie in which I was only too happy to lose myself. What a sweet life it was! Raped at last! The woman crooned under me, her cunt sounded like a churn, and her big soft body acted like an ideal mattress under me. I began to feel I was floating on a cloud stuffed with succubi!
"She's got him!" someone yelled. "Come on girls, quick! Miss Worth has Richard in her cabin!"
"Goddammit!" muttered the woman. "Come on, Richard, quick, shoot your load into me, that's the part I like best. Hurry now. before they�" It was too late. A horde of girls rushed into the cabin and while Miss Worth pumped my ass up and down and tightened her cunt muscles to abort a climax from me, ... they were hard at work taking the ropes off my wrists and placing them on hers. She was so intent on my load that she let them do whatever they wanted. But I was too distracted to let go.
Both of us were left unsatisfied by the sudden intrusion. The girls helped me up and massaged my arms to get the blood circulating through my hands again, while other girls tied Miss Worth's feet to the end of the bed. The woman was still in a fog. She called out to me to come back to her, and � her big hips moved rhythmically up and down, thrusting her open cunt into the air. The girls had no pity.
"Shut up, Miss Worth!" said one of them. I recognized her as Berry, and I also saw that she was the girl who had led the troops into the cabin. "You're always spoiling our fun, now we're going to spoil yours!" She turned to me and her expression changed instantly. "Hello, Richard, I'm glad you could come visit us. One of the girls saw a man prowling around and I thought for sure it'd be you. The only trouble was that we couldn't find you, and knowing you I figured you wouldn't leave until you'd had yourself a little bit." The girls laughed. Linda and Cissy were there but the black girl, Dottie, was missing. I checked the group several times to make sure. Where could she be?
"Well, thank you for rescuing me," I said, "but I hate to leave Miss Worth like that. It's just not-fair to her ... or to me, for that matter."
"Well take care of you." The girls were looking at my erect, oily cock. Some resembled biology students, others were shocked, but a few of them were checking me out with a knowing expression in their eyes. I looked them over for the same reason and saw lots to please me. They were mainly dressed in Camp Moore-head sweat shirts and dungarees, but that took away nothing from their teenage femininity. Those budding little tits pushed at the shuts, pert buns caused the Jeans to bulge tightly, and their pretty faces combined innocence with a kind of reckless glee. They were all together in this venture and they had themselves two captives, me and Miss Worth. They could, in fact, do anything they wanted with us. It was heady stuff for girls their age. Even I got carried away with the idea. But Miss Worth was definitely scared.
"So you need fucking," said Berry slowly. She looked at Miss Worth as though they belonged to opposite sides in a feud. "Okay, well see you get it. Here, this ought to be big enough for your cunt." The girl picked up a hairbrush with a squat handle and before ' she inserted it she ran the bristles along .the woman's pussy a few times. In spite of herself and her situation, Miss Worth responded to the rough treatment with a stifled moan, "Yeah, you horny bitch!" said Berry. "You love it all, don't you, but you can't get it as easily as we can so you stop us from having fun. Well, the day of reckoning is here�right, girls?"
"Right!" they yelled. Hell mightn't have a wrath to equal that of a woman scorned but these girls certainly had. They ignored me for the tune it took to vent it on Miss Worth, and it was frightening to see how thoroughgoing they were. Berry sat on the bed between the woman's legs and eased the shaft of the hairbrush into her cunt slowly, teasingly, working it until the pink flesh had swallowed the whole handle. Then, with a wrench, she pulled it out and shoved it up her as quick as a wink, and Miss Worth's body arched tautly and she let out a yell of pain and ecstasy! The girls grouped themselves on and around the bed, insolently playing with the big woman's tits and pulling at her hair, but Miss Worth was beyond the stage at which she could be hurt. Everything fed into her passions, even the mean pinches and slaps the girls dealt put. Berry operated the hairbrush with a vengeance, fucking the woman with it until she was tossing and turning on the bed, her mouth open, eyes shut, crying out to the heavens for relief�and when she got it she collapsed into a soft, doughy pudding of flesh, quivering with the echoes of orgasms, moaning, whimpering, and oblivious.
The girls understood. that they couldn't get any revenge just yet, and so they abandoned her and turned to me instead. My cock was hard and throbbing from the sight of Miss Worth being raped to her climax, and some of the girls brushed up against me so that my flushed knob touched their arms and hands. "You have to-make love to us all," said one of them. "Every one of us before you go home. Do you understand that?"
"Now wait a minute!" I said with a shit-eating grin breaking out all over my face. "Much as I would like to oblige you, there are a dozen girls here and I'm no deprived teenager anymore! Besides, I've already been with some of you."
"You can do it." I was in the out-group too! A cold sweat broke out all over my body as I realized that I'd gone from the frying pan into the fire. The girls were in charge and all those, who weren't part of their group were to be used as the group saw fit. My cock wilted rapidly. I wanted them all, I wanted to eat them and finger them and suck on their little titties, but I had a suspicion bordering on conviction that they weren't in touch with the truth about human erections! Miss Worth managed to smirk at me from the depths of her haze. And I stood in the center of a closing .circle of teenage girls, with my cock limp and small suddenly, wondering if I shouldn't try to fight my way out I could do it now that Miss Worth was all tied up ... but something in me didn't want to escape.
"I can do it with your cooperation," I said, partly to break the icy silence in the cabin. "But if your asses are cold, then nothing Is going to get this up." Their self-assurance developed running cracks at- that point�not for long, but long enough for a worried buzz to break out. They consulted with each other briefly and apparently decided that I had a good point.
"Lie down on the bed with Miss Worth," said Berry, "and well soon get your, cock up again. Won't we, girls?" Uncertain agreement followed. The younger girls had to look to the older girls for the right example. The mysteries of the erection were soon to be revealed to them. Berry and Linda were quick to take the best positions, one on either side of my hips, and they bent over to begin kissing all around my dick. Their lips brushed along my skin, plucked at my hairs, and as they kissed the tips of their noses touched my cock lightly but firmly enough to get the blood coursing through it again. I couldn't resist them no matter how much I wanted them to try harder. Those cupid's bow .lips, the sweet, pretty faces so earnest as they toiled, the soft locks of hair falling over their faces and caressing the most sensitive sections of my body, just made me want to fuck the night away. My cock filled quickly and totally, and the girls looked very pleased to see it so big again.
"Who'll be first?" asked one of the girls. An incipient argument was settled by Cissy writing down a number and ordering the applicants for my cock in accordance with how close they guessed to that number. I lay on the bed, partly on Miss Worth, and the .girls drew closer and closer until they were all over her as well as me. It seemed they all wanted to check my erect cock out very carefully before they committed themselves to any course of action. I felt a strange kind of pride surge through me as they touched it, gawked at it, and whispered about it to each other in hushed tones. Yes, it was big and the veins girding it throbbed like there was an idling engine within the silky sheath of skin.- One of the girls reached down to her pussy and seemed to be measuring the size of her hole in comparison to my knob. She looked very dubious indeed.
"Elaine goes first," said Cissy, "so make room for her everybody!"
"No, no, it's all right." It was the girl who had tested herself. "Let someone else go first, I can wait." She was a little blonde girl who hadn't begun to develop as yet, skinny and leggy with big blue eyes, and she looked frightened. The girls saw that, too, and they jeered at her for being such a chicken. She tried to escape but a couple of the girls tabbed her and took off her clothes unceremoniously. I looked on curiously as her slender body was stripped, and I was touched by the nakedness of her pussy and the insignificance of her breasts. She had to be fifteen or more but she was a late developer. The girls lifted her on-top of me and Berry reached around her from the back to start titillating her pussy with one finger. "Please don't," she said, brushing the hand away. "I'm tired, I want to go to bed now."
"We can't let you do that," Berry said softly. She reached further down and tested the girl's pussy channel for wetness. "Dry as a bone. We'll have to get her wet somehow, girls. What about it, Miss Worth, could you lick her into shape for us?"
"Don't you dare!" Miss Worth might resemble a shot-putter but she wasn't living up to the stereotype. "You keep her away from me. I don't care what you do with him, he'll enjoy it! But I don't want any part of this obscene demonstration!"
"Lick her. Miss Worth!" Elaine was shoved over on Miss Worth's face and someone held the woman's nose so she would have to open her mouth or suffocate. It was pathetic to see the big woman struggling to avoid making contact with that naked little cunt that had been imposed on her. There was nothing she could do about it! When she opened her mouth Elaine's box sank into it and during her gasping she naturally had to get a taste of that young pussy. "Lick her, goddammit!" shouted Berry, who wasn't satisfied with that. "Eat her like you do your breakfast, like a pig! Go on, pig, eat it up!"
Miss Worth wouldn't but I would. I lifted the girl up and set her down on my face, sticking my tongue into her tight little cunt as far as it would go and sucking her ragged flesh into my mouth forcefully. At once the girl's attitude changed. My treatment gave her an inkling of what lay in store for her and with each inkling her fear diminished. I licked her pussy all over and nibbled at her clitoris until she was dripping wet and relaxed. Then I gave Berry the signal and the girls combined their efforts to sit her down on top of my cock. Elaine was as light as a feather and as tight as a fish's ass. My knob pressed hard against the spot that was supposed to give way, but my cock buckled before she would admit me. "Finger her for a while," I told the girls, "and put someone else on in the meantime." They obeyed with alacrity. A larger, plumper girl who had been toying with herself ever since the order was fixed, scrambled to get on top of me and right away I knew she was no virgin. Her pussy yawned and snapped shut over my cock, she leaned over me and planted both her hands on my chest for support, and then she started to move her ass just the way we both liked it.
"Ooohhh baby!" I exclaimed, grabbing her around the waist. "You've done this before!" She just smiled and her plump little tits quivered as her ass drove her cunt down over my cock, right down to the base so that my pubic bone hit hers hard. I helped her as best I could but I had to be careful to maintain self-control. And that wasn't easy. The girls were almost all undressed by this time, and one of them had Elaine sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread far apart so she could work her finger in and out of her little pussy at will. Others were craning their necks to see my cock plunge up the plump girl's cunt, a few were playing with themselves, and all of them were waiting for a turn at me. I soon found that the best way to put the damper on my excitement was to think about fucking all of them. It wasn't possible! Why couldn't they see that!
The plump girl was greasing my cock up with a veritable shower of juices. She was the most succulent girl I'd ever come across and as she bounced on top of me the slurping sounds of her cunt echoed through the room. The girls giggled but the plump one didn't care about such things. She was cooing and carrying on, glassy-eyed and breathless, and when she came she let out a strangled cry that acted as a signal to Berry to keep the ball rolling. The plump one was taken off me and Elaine was given a second chance. Now that my cock was so greasy it wasn't too difficult to get into her. at least a few inches of myself.
"Come on, Elaine, think about something else, relax!" urged Berry. "You're going to enjoy it, I promise you." The little blonde remained tense and to help her over her obstacles I reached out and held her by her hips while she tried to screw her cunt down around my cock. Just looking at her made me harder. The sweetness, the naivet�, it showed through in everything she did, and when she bent over and looked at what was going on down there I almost spilled the beans. Just in time I restrained myself but I had to hold her perfectly still for a few moments until the crisis was over. I held her by the cheeks and eased her down again, spreading her pussy out so that her hole was open to its full capacity. She grimaced in pain but we made it. Her cunt clamped around my cock and Elaine began to cry softly.
"Okay, that's enough," said Linda, stepping in suddenly. She helped Elaine off me and before anyone could stop her she mounted me herself. The girl whose turn it was protested, but in vain. The others were involved with the sex of the act, nothing else. The girl was well developed for her age and when she sat on me my cock slipped inside so easily that I had to check I had hit the target. She was dripping wet, perhaps as a result of the experience we had shared so recently, and it was just as well that she placed so little pressure on my cock because she seemed determined to go all the way.
Beside me Miss Worth was going frantic. "Will someone please help me out!" she moaned. "I can't take this any longer. Please release me and I'll say nothing about this episode. I promise!"
"What's the matter?" asked Berry, checking the woman's bonds. "The ropes aren't hurting you, are they? Well then, what's your problem? Getting horny, are you?"
"No! Yes! Oh dammit, yes. it's driving me crazy to have to watch all this. Couldn't one of you use that hairbrush on me or something?"
"No, suffer!" Berry sat very close to my face and she tickled her pussy suggestively. I knew she wanted me to take a bite but I had enough trouble with my equanimity. Linda was having herself a ball on top of me, writhing about, contracting her cunt around my cock, playing with her own tits, and making erotic sounds. Her pleasure was infectious and I could feel my body reacting sympathetically. I had to stop that!
"Wait! Wait!" I tried to hold her still but Linda just pumped harder, sweating, panting, working her cunt around my cock so that her inner flesh massaged it all over all at once, and no matter how I tried to fight back she was winning the battle. "I'm going to come!" I yelled, hoping the other girl's would help me out. But they didn't seem to understand. Linda fucked me until the stream of hot sperm burst free from my tortured cock, and when she felt it rush into her cunt she let out an ecstatic yell and bobbed even more wildly, so wild that my cock fell out of her and flopped back on my belly to blow the rest of the cream on me.
"Holy shit!" Berry spotted the accident right away. "You stupid bi�" She interrupted herself by taking my stiff cock into her mouth and sucking at it to get the rest of the juices for herself. The other girls looked on, wondering what was happening. Linda, grinning broadly to herself, dismounted and went over to a chair in the corner of the cabin to rest and to gloat. Berry sucked as best she could, hard at it, fondling my balls with her nimble fingers and tickling my asshole. Whenever she did that I felt a faint twitch in my balls, so I told her to keep that up. She rubbed my sphincters with her fingertip for a while but when she noticed nothing was happening fast she pushed her finger up me and began to move it around in there.
Now she saw results! My cock stood up, resurrected, glowing and hard, and the girls sighed in relief. Berry kept her finger up my ass as if to stop a leak, even when the next girl mounted me. Even though my cock was hard it was also rather painful from the strain, and it took a while before my excitement got rid of that tenderness. The girls who hadn't been for a ride on me yet were getting impatient now, and when they thought the rider had had enough they pulled her off me and let someone else get on instead. My cock suffered them all equally. I felt slightly numb but more than up to it. The sexy little girls with their chubby little cunts and their ill-modulated passions surrounded me and excited me, they fucked me and fingered me, kissed me all over and sucked on my nipples in the hope that that would arouse me even more, they cooed and sighed, and formed a never-ending chain of hungry little nymphs that used my body for its own purposes.
I came once more, twice more, and each time the girls sucked on my cock and rimmed me until a brand new erection arose from the ashes. It was a strange process, one that soon left me behind. I was removed from it as though I had been taken out of my body. Miss Worth acted as though she was in the same kind of trance. Girls crawled all over her, they found support on her as they fucked me, and they had no compunction about covering her face with their bodies when they wanted to get to me. One after the other, fucking me and using me, getting me hard and depleting me, draining me so utterly that I didn't even want to think about sex anymore. One by one they got on top of me and went for their young lives. One by one they reached a level of satisfaction that they took to be a climax. Arid one by one they pushed me further away from reality.
It was very late when the last of the dozen got on top of me. I imagined or saw that the first light of day was breaking through the darkness. Jenny would be in the tent, rolled into the double sleeping bag, and she'd be wondering where her husband was. What would I tell her? If she asked I would ask her where she had been during the days. My thoughts ran on and on. The little girl bobbing about on my cock was perceived but she failed to register. Phantoms moved about the cabin, naked, half dressed, some asleep, others smoking. There was subdued talk, a few suppressed giggles, that was all. Miss Worth fell asleep as I watched her. And I became aware of a terrible tiredness that drowned out all other sensations and considerations.
"There," I heard Berry say from far, far away. "I told you you could do it. On behalf of all the girls, thank you very much and good night."
They trooped out of the cabin and I was left alone with Miss Worth. She was snoring loudly, a steady, monotonous sound that lulled me into a deep sleep.
CHAPTER EIGHT
I untied Miss Worth first thing next morning but that was' all the work I had energy for. The girls had wrung me out and squeezed me dry. My cock was limp and red raw, my balls were the size of peanuts, and all the glands and muscles in my groin ached dully. Miss Worth fetched hot coffee and a plate of bacon and eggs for me from the camp cafeteria, and that went a long way toward bringing me back to life, at least far enough for me to start wondering out loud why the girls had been so mean to her. "What have you done to them?" I asked her.
"Nothing," she said, averting her eyes. "Well, that's not entirely true. I make them stay within the boundaries of the camp after dark and during the day I make sure they don't stray too far. They think I'm doing that just to be nasty, and whenever I punish a girl for taking a walk all by herself their attitude toward me gets worse."
"Why should it matter to you where they go?" I asked her.
"Because they're all young and silly, and I don't want them going home pregnant," said Miss Worth angrily. "Three of the girls here last night are up for punishment because they went to your camp by themselves. And several of the others have been punished for other reasons."
"Yes, but it's not like the woods are teeming with fertile strangers!" I argued.
"That's flow little you know," she said. "About two or three miles from here there's another camp and it accommodates some three hundred boys all of whom are about the same age as my girls."
"Really?" For some reason that made me feel uncomfortable. "I didn't know that, and I take the girls don't either?"
"Heaven forbid!" She pulled a face and grinned. "Those horny little bitches would be storming the boys' camp in an instant if the news got out. I don't know what's wrong with the youth of today, Richard, we weren't like that as kids."
"Speak for yourself." A cigarette and a fresh cup of coffee enabled me to sit up in bed and to survey the world. It was a beautiful day again, sunny, still, and I could hear the silvery tones of girls calling out to each other, laughing and talking, and suddenly I felt very much at home at Camp Moorehead. There was no way ... to get around the central fact of my life, that I preferred women to men. I liked to be around women, to be surrounded by them, to hear them and smell them, and just observe them. They're such alien creatures, so completely beyond comprehension, but when they like you they let you come close at least.
"How do you feel? Did they strain you 'too much last night?" she asked me, placing her hand on my forehead.
"I'm just tired. Do you mind if I hang out here for a while? I can't face the trek back to my camp just yet"
"Stay as long as you like," she said. "If you stay out of sight there won't be any trouble." I slept for much of that day. Miss Worth fed me very well and she supplied me with magazines and a little TV set so I wouldn't be bored while she was out running the camp. I didn't ask what sort of measures-she had taken against the rapist band but I was pretty sure she hadn't let the matter pass. All I wanted was rest and Miss Worth understood that. When she came back to her cabin late in the evening she just got into bed beside me and went to sleep along with me. In the morning, however, she wanted a little piece and by that time I was ready to hand it out.
It was nice to wake up beside the big, sensual woman. The first rays of sun burst through the curtains to light the simple timber interior and create a kind of homey coziness that relaxed me totally. All the nervous energy that normally drives me now concentrated in my cock and when Miss Worth turned over to face me her naked body pressed against my cock to make it permanently hard. I wrapped myself around her big body and savored the full curves and the resilience of her flesh. Neither of us was fully awake but we had gone through similar routines so often that one step followed the other automatically, and yet not mechanically. I enjoyed the feel of her body and her caresses with an absentminded delight, the kind that by-passes the mind and directly affects the body. Miss Worth seemed to feel the same way. When I reached down to squeeze her pussy the juices dripped out amply, and then she rolled over on her back and parted her strong thighs, and I rolled into the niche and my cock entered her smoothly. She took me into a warm embrace and held me close as I began to push my dick deeper into that generously proportioned cunt.
I kept my eyes closed because I was too tired to open them, but in that condition my imagination began to play serious tricks on me. There were' moments when I wasn't sure who I was fucking. Miss Worth's pussy was a cosmic one, representative of every pussy on earth, it pulsed with life, it sucked on my cock, it closed its fleshy grip about it, milking me ever so subtly to get my vital fluids out of me and into itself. She wasn't particularly tight or loose, she was just a good fit. My hands were under her big ass, digging into her deep flesh and working their way toward the split between her cheeks. But who was she? It could be Jenny under me, or my mother, or any of the women out of my past. She was rounded and soft and she sighed whenever I escalated her passion a notch, she held me to her formidable bosom and exuded love. "Yes, that's nice" she groaned into my ear. "Oh Richard, you make love so beautifully! I can't get enough of you, I really can't, oh do it again!" And I kept moving my cock in and out at the same steady pace until I sensed she was ready for a change of tempo, at which point I went from champagne music to hard rock, thumping her pussy with my cock until she cried out shrilly and signaled that she wanted to be relaxed and entertain by some muzak. I kept abreast of her easily. I knew about women, what their bodies needed, and I enjoyed Miss Worth's heartfelt responses. Next to her the girls of Camp Moorehead were rank amateurs, beginners who appreciated the wrong things to excess.
Within that broad flow of sensuality I came along with her, and for a few moments we soared about in the sky before alighting like feathers and reclining in the other's embrace until our minds had caught up with our bodies. "As I said yesterday," said Miss Worth, "stay as long as you like, Richard."
"You're most kind." I had breakfast served to me in bed and when she had gone to work I took a long shower, shaved, and sat in the cabin with a towel wrapped about my waist, wondering "what I should do next. Jenny could very well be worried sick about me, but then she might still be busy with her independence. In any case, fuck her! She couldn't be civil to me and that freed me of my obligations to her. I opened the curtains and looked out at the compound. Troops of little girls were walking hither and dither, some with towels, others with backpacks, so many healthy, tanned teenage lovelies, and yet I sat there relatively unmoved by the spectacle. Pretty soon they were out in the woods or by the lake, and the camp was as quiet as a ghost town. It was stuffy inside the cabin and too nice outside, so I put my swim suit on and borrowed a shirt from .Miss Worth's tiny wardrobe. I made sure the coast was clear before venturing out too far, but it seemed like the perfect tune to take a walk. No one was around.
The security guard was at the gate but he was too absorbed in his magazine to notice me as I prowled among the buildings. He was also too old to see very . far. It excited me to be on the loose in this camp, to be able to walk through dormitories and touch personal items, fondle panties, face towels, sanitary napkins, and to saunter through the bathrooms thinking about the naked bodies shining wetly or straining on the toilets. The thrill, however, was a shallow one and pretty soon I needed more to keep me interested. I inspected the buildings one by one, hoping to find a little stray piece floating about. No luck, none at all, not until I hit the jackpot.
She was in the laundry at the back of all the buildings, all alone and stuffing her wash into the maw of a big machine. Even before I got a good look at her I knew who it was. Little Dottie herself! In the dimness of the laundry she looked even blacker than before and the whites of her eyes showed clearly as she flinched in fear at my appearance. "Oh, it's you," she said with obvious relief. "You frightened me!"
"I didn't mean to." I stood against the dryer and-watched her stuff her panties and dungarees into the, machine. She noticed that I was taking more than a usual interest in her garments and quickly turned so that she was between me and her wash. But that only gave me a ringside view of her delicious little ass, so narrow yet so fulsome, straining at the confinement of her tight jeans. I loved the way her back curved in and sharply jutted out to form her ass, it made me want to follow that curve all the way down and then come in before it was over, to drill her asshole and shove my cock between her chocolate cheeks! She was unaware of the multitude of steaming thoughts careening through my mind. All she saw was a man who looked slightly bored. I lit a cigarette for her and she accepted it coolly. The machine went on and she sat down in front of it to watch the wash rumble and foam as though it was on television.
"You're staying with Miss Worth, aren't you?" she said. And when I nodded she went on: "I don't know how you can stand her. She's always laying down the law for us, we can't do this, we can't do that, hell, we can't do a goddamn thing without her interfering!"
"What do you want to do exactly?"
"Oh, nothing much. I guess I just want her to leave me alone so I can be myself once in a while." I drew up a chair and sat next to her, a bit too close for her comfort because she moved her chair away by an inch or two. I wanted her and I would have her! She seemed not to notice the swelling bulge in my swim suit, either that or she didn't care. But I thought back over the first time I had seen her, her black naked body under the sun, her fingers groping between her legs, and those little titties growing out high on her chest, and I wanted to experience all that for myself. To turn the conversation to sex I mentioned airily that I had seen her with the two other girls at the inlet. It toot her a while to digest that information, and when the penny dropped she was a very different person.
"You what! You saw us! Damn, that's really sick, a grown man like you spying on girls from the bushes. Get out of here! I don't like people like you!"
"I see we're, off on the wrong foot," I said coldly. Didn't she understand anything? "But let me force the pace a little by telling you that I'm not leaving until I've made love to you."
"Like hell you will!" She jumped up off her chair and backed into a corner as if to stage a do-or-die defense. She was too small and thin to threaten me a great deal so I walked over to her and carried her back to the chair. "Let me go! I'll scream! I'll tell the cops!"
"You'll shut up!" Now she had made me angry. I grabbed her by her arms and pulled her close to me, so close that her loins met mine. Her feet were off the ground and her big eyes opened wide in fear as she sensed the power I had over her. "That's better," I said more calmly. "Very quiet now, quiet as a mouse. Stand on the chair and behave yourself." I put her on the chair and she didn't dare make a move. Anger and fear were in her eyes but she closed her face down and pretended it was all a matter of indifference to her. I took off her T-shirt and revealed her slender, broad-shouldered torso with those tiny tits that had haunted me distantly ever since I had seen them. From close up they were even more delectable and I interrupted myself to take a couple of nips at them with pursed lips. Dottie recoiled but she couldn't go anywhere so she put up with it. Now her jeans. My hands were unsteady as I fumbled with her button and zip. When I pushed the jeans down over her hips the palms of my hands slid over her flanks and I experienced a sharp thrill at the touch of her smooth skin. Smooth as silk, dark brown relieved by a loose travery of light brown that served to accentuate the protrusiveness of her buns back from her pelvis. I fondled those buns for a good long time, savoring their firmness, their squeezability, and Dottie just remained in the one position. "Lovely," I said, bending down to kiss the swell of her pubic mound. Not a hair, not a curl, just bare flesh parting abruptly to form two pudgy pussy lips. I let my tongue sidle into her cuntal valley so I could lick and please her clitoris while my hands caressed and squeezed her ass. She wasn't too responsive so one hand went to her little tits and pinched her nipples, rolled them and stroked them and still she remained stoical.
I looked up at her after about five minutes of ardent foreplay, and asked: "Do you feel anything or are you made of stone?"
"Sure I feel something," she said testily. Well, maybe she did and she was just good at hiding her emotions. But I felt myself getting irritable as I tickled her and titillated her clit, regaled her breasts with the finest any man could deal out, and sucked at her pussy full blast. Involuntarily my mind wandered back to Miss Worth, the way she had groaned and writhed, how she had appreciated just what I was doing and nothing else�now there was a woman! This was a girl, one who could be fucked and who would enjoy it sooner or later, but who didn't understand how to respond to foreplay. I ate and sucked her pussy till I thought it was going to drop off and still nothing happened!
"Oh, fuck it!" I exploded. "I'm just going to stick my dick into you and jiggle it around until I come,, that's all you're good for! Now get you ass over here and bend over the machine, that's a good girl. At least you can do tricks of that kind." The sight of her little ass stretching wide open in front of me was enough to wipe away my burst of bad temper and to displace it with a flamboyant lust that made my cock whip up into a total erection! I slapped her softly just to make her cheeks wiggle a little and when they did it was reluctantly, a kind of firm quiver that stopped almost as soon as it had started. I dropped my swim suit, stepped out of it, and brought my hands around to her front to get a hold of her thighs just below her crotch. That made it easy for me to pick her up until her cunt was level with my cock. It looked very pale in comparison to her darkness, but that plump little pussy split open and revealed first the magenta, then the pink tissue below, and that matched the color of my knob pretty closely. I eased my cock closer so that it touched her cunt just near her hole. Dottie began to cry convulsively. She was trying to stop herself but she couldn't. I felt my irritation arise again but suppressed it as best I could.
"Here we go," I told her. "Take a deep breath and hold on." I pushed my cock hard into her cunt and watched as her pink flesh parted strenuously to accommodate my hardness. She whimpered and squirmed but I had her in a vise-like grip. Nothing was going to disturb this screw! I worked my cock in and out with quick jabs and even though she was barely damp inside, I managed to get half of my dick into her. When I leaned forward a little all I saw was my light brown cock piercing her rounded brown buttocks, and for some reason that was a sight worth gazing at for a long time because that's just what I did. Dottie stopped crying after a while. Her cunt was adjusting to the size of my cock, and when I began to fuck her again I managed to get the rest of it in without a great deal of trouble. Like those of the other girls, her cunt was very tight. But for some reason it didn't arouse me the way it used to. How was I supposed to enjoy screwing her T when all she did was sob and resent me?
"Come on, Dottie, let it happen to you!" I said. "You're fighting it and making us .both miserable. Now relax, enjoy it!" She didn't answer. Well, I'd have my fun no matter how miserable she was. I began to fuck her with a vengeance at that moment, slamming my cock into her tight, dry cunt, jerking off in her body without the slightest regard for her. And when the mood came upon me, I jammed a finger up her asshole, I fondled her little tits, or caressed her firm buttocks, gratifying myself in every conceivable way. Dottie let out a strangled sob now and then. She was obviously waiting for me to get it over with, and for that reason alone I stretched as far as I could.
But it was pointless. She was too cold for me. My cock was losing its tension, my mood was turning sour, and rather than fail to bring the act to consummation, I jammed her buns together and put the pressure on my cock. Not much was needed. My cock jumped like a jackrabbit and spilled its seed all over the walls of her cunt, and as soon as it was gone I pulled out and -put my swim suit back on. She was still crying. What misery! I walked out of the laundry and kept going, through the hole in the fence, into the woods, to the lake, and I swam back with a leisurely stroke to get back to my camp.
The water was so cool and still that I didn't want the swim to end. With each stroke my head dipped under the surface and the water bubbled past my ears, then up again to look at the shore over a mirror smooth sheet of water. Everything was so pure that I started to feel cleansed, baptized, and strong enough to face future dilemmas. The solutions came thick and fast: I could do anything I wanted! If I still yearned for young stuff, then I would have some. If Jenny didn't like it, she could take a walk. And if neither of those eventualities turned out to be applicable, our marriage would roll along on its own steam. There was clearly no point in planning or deciding. Look what had happened to our second honeymoon! It was a second orgy, nothing more or less. A victim of circumstances, that's what I was, and I should accept it.
By the time I reached the shore I was eager to see Jenny again and to talk with her along these new lines of thought. But she wasn't there! The camp showed plenty of evidence of her having been there, lots of mess and empty cans, but that was all. I felt deeply disappointed and puzzled. Where the hell could she be? There was nothing happening in these woods except for the girls' camp and ... oh yes, the boys' camp! It hit me like a bolt of lightning. Of course! I dried off and got into jeans, shirt and sandals, and walked quickly through the woods, fuming every step of the way. Why hadn't I been able to see it? Because I hadn't been interested enough to think about it, that's why.
The boys' camp was also deserted. It was a hot day and even the kitchen staff had gone to the lake. I followed the well worn trail to the boys' segment of the lake, walking carefully now and keeping my ears open for any suspicious sounds. The boys were easy to find. They were making a tremendous amount of noise by the side of the lake, hundreds of them yelling and splashing and throwing balls at each other. But Jenny wouldn't be among them. I crept through the bushes, checking to the left and right of me. More by accident than good bushmanship did I stumble upon them.
Jenny lay naked on a blanket in the center of a small clearing and she seemed to be asleep. A small boy labored on top of her, fucking her with all his might, and several others stood nearby smoking and chortling. The small boy came to a halt and got off, another boy got on, and Jenny didn't even stir. I wondered what I was feeling. Somehow I was excited by the sight of my wife putting out for the boys, and yet I knew that wasn't the right reaction. I sat down in my hiding place and watched as she let one boy after another deposit his load in her distended pussy. What was she trying to do? H she enjoyed it, then I'd be able to understand her abandon. But she looked like she was bored!
"All right, that's enough," she said suddenly. She rolled the boy off her body and stood up. A stream of sperm ran out of her cunt and she looked down in disgust. She parted her legs and half squatted so she could squeeze the rest out of her box, then wiped herself on someone's shirt and put her bikini on. The boys stood around with their mouths open. One of them began to protest but she cut him off: "It's been fun and now it's just boring. I hope you boys realize that there's more to sex than fucking at one speed. Good luck." She turned her back on them and walked off into the woods. The boys made some face-saving remarks to .each other and went to the lake to play. I followed my wife.
"What were you doing there?" I asked her. Jenny jumped and turned white as a sheet. "Well, answer me!" She couldn't talk. Her body was dirty and her hair was unkempt, she had obviously done nothing but eat and fuck for the past few days, and now that she had come to her senses everything had to be bearing down on her at once. I took her into my arms and led her back to the camp where she cleaned herself, I packed, and without so much as exchanging a word, we left the site of our second honeymoon and went home.
The silence continued for several days. Since my vacation had another week to run we were constantly in each other's way, but we didn't try to bridge the gap. Jenny spent a good deal of time fixing herself up, treating her sunburn, her raw pussy flesh, things like that, and I kept trying to determine how I had felt at the sight of my wife being fucked by a bunch of boys. Perhaps we wouldn't have been able to get past this crisis if it hadn't been for Pro. Her parents called us again and asked if we could put their daughter up for a few days, and we said that would be fine.
Beautiful Pru, long and leggy, still wearing those over-tight jeans and still careless about the way her blouse fell open in the company of men. She came into the house like a breath of spring, smiling, happy, flirtatious, and I felt everything positive toward her ... except horny! The idea of making love with her just didn't appeal to me, and that shocked me so much that I went into the bathroom to make sure I could still get an erection if I wanted one. My cock worked fine, it was just that Pru no longer had absolute power over it Naturally she expected me to come running again, and I took pains not to raise her expectations. I was friendly, receptive, but at a certain point I would refuse to acknowledge her hidden meanings. I could tell she was-confused, and when it was plausible she took me aside and said: "I've thought a lot about what happened the other night, Richard. It was so beautiful, wasn't it? I've been dying to try it again!"
"Have you? So have I but my wife suspects something," I lied. Pru sighed and looked unhappy, I just shrugged and threw my hands up. What could I do? On the first night of her stay I lay in bed and wondered if my feelings would change, but they didn't. There was some change in the household, thought Jenny seemed to be drawn to the girl much more than before, and by the second day they were as thick as thieves! And on the second night, while I lay awake in the dark and ruminated, I heard my wife sneak out of bed and tiptoe out of the room. My heart stood still! No, it couldn't be! I gave her a minute, then followed her. Sure enough, she went into Pru's room. No light went on so I could only assume that she was using the same tactic I had employed with such success. I sat by the half-open bedroom door and listened intently for any sounds she might make.
At first there was nothing but an occasional rustle of clothing. My eyes were getting used to the dark and the dim light of the street silhouetted my wife as she bent over the girl's sleeping form. History was repeating itself! Well, once was enough for me. I stood up and turned on the light. Jenny screamed and Pru sat up in fright. "Well, well, well," I said weightily. Jenny was naked and she had the blanket drawn down over the girl's feet. Pru was naked, too and one of her breasts was slightly red from my wife's caresses. "What are you doing?" I asked my wife. "Is this an experiment or something you've wanted to do for a long time?"
"I don't know." She sat down and stared at the floor. "Pru appeals to me strongly so I thought I'd try it. Nothing else seems to work for me these days."
"Is that possible, Richard?" asked Pru, sliding over to me. "Can a woman do that to another woman? She was touching me and I thought it was you! How can Confusion reigned and out of I came up with an idea that not only looked as though it might dispel disorder, it also made my cock tingle! "Everything is possible, Pru, and tonight we're going to establish just that You're part of the family as far as I'm concerned, so we'll sleep together like a family. Right, Jenny?"
"Oh, Richard . . . what about her parents?" A minor objection. I wanted to get on with it. Both women attracted me powerfully, Jenny with her big brown-nippled tits as much as Pru with her little star-gazers, the bushy jungle of Jenny's cunt as much as the soft down covering Pru's. Two women in bed with me, what luxury! I lay down in the center of the bed and pulled Pru next to me and waited for Jenny to lay on the other side. We stayed in that position for a minute or so just to get used to the idea of what we were about to do. And while we waited my cock throbbed and swelled, and the women watched it rise with mounting excitement.
"Now then, go ahead," I said to Jenny, moving out from between her and the girl. "See how you both like it but don't forget about me."
Pru and Jenny were hesitant, but ray wife was curious enough to make the necessary moves. She slid over to the girl and kissed her on the cheek, a peck, a prelude, and the girl kissed her back just as awkwardly. Jenny ran her hand over the girl's shoulder, her breasts, belly, and hips, and with that her kissing became more intense. Her lips met Pru's, and I saw the girl quail briefly before rallying and kissing my wife back. I made myself comfortable and watched the women approach each other. They thrilled me and aroused me but that wasn't their intention. Slowly, slowly, they warmed to each other, embracing, kissing, softly and gently at first but as their passions soared subtlety went out of the window.
"Mmmmmmm, let me eat you!" cried Jenny suddenly, and the girl promptly got on her back and spread her legs wide so my wife could get at her juicy little box. Pru's body arched sweetly as Jenny's tongue wriggled into her tight hole, and I empathized wildly. I would never be able to forget the joys of eating the girl for the first tune, but to see my wife doing gave the experience an extra fillip. She had one arm under her body so her hand could manipulate her own cunt while she ate the girl's, and I shifted over to the side so I could watch my wife masturbate and eat at the same time. I closed my fist around my cock and stroked it very carefully to keep abreast with them. But without running the risk of blowing my wad I could only trail behind. Pru's hips were in motion now, jerkily twisting and bobbing, and Jenny's mouth cleaved to the busy pussy as if her rife depended on it.
"Let me try, too!" said Pru, and without a moments hesitation the women shifted around until their faces were buried between the other's legs. Now it was Jenny who lay on her back and Pru was hunched over her, eating noisily. They didn't care whether they ate pussy or ass by the look of it. Their mouths and tongues worked with abandon to give the other pleasure, and whenever their passions accumulated to the point where they had to be earthed, their bodies shuddered, they squealed, and then became quite limp.
I was aching to join them but all their orifices were occupied for the moment. Disturbing thoughts ran through my mind, of course. It was possible that Jenny was really a dyed-in-the-wool dyke and that I would never get to fuck her again. But she laid all those suspicions to rest by lifting her face out of the wet crotch above her and looking up at me with a wink and an invitation. Again the women shifted around quickly to accommodate a change in tactics. Jenny went down on me and I found myself peering into Pru's little cunt. It was as though I hadn't ever left it. My lips met her cunt lips and in a moment we were fused together, with her secreting into me and me sucking it all up. At the same tune my wife was doing things for my cock that hadn't happened in a long time. She licked and caressed it ever so subtly and lovingly the way she used to do when we were newlyweds and she was still wrapped up in the novelty of cock.
We changed places a few tunes so I could get a drink at my wife's cunt and Pru could practice cock-sucking on me, but the changes made little difference to the act itself. The three of us were totally absorbed in each other, fingering, pawing, and tasting whatever part of whomever's body came near enough, wallowing in flesh and sweat, grabbing pleasure in whatever form it presented itself. The women climaxed in small bursts and I came close to it a couple of times but each time I restrained myself, stretching the experience in order to incorporate everything into it. But then Pru took my cock right down her throat and Jenny put her pussy down on my face, and the combination was too heady for me. With muffled cries I released my load into the girl's mouth, and at once my wife got off my face and joined the girl in sucking up the cream.
We had a brief interval during which we had a cigarette and tried to look relaxed. But there was no getting away from the temptation of the other's body. The cigarettes were stubbed out half smoked and we were rolling about on the bed before my cock had even hinted it might get erect again. It didn't matter. My body was tingling and sensitive to every sensation, the women were intent only on giving their best, and when I was smothered by one cunt and had two fingers up another, felt fingers stroking my dick and belly, and had my free hand between Jenny's big tits, the rest came naturally. My cock rose dizzyingly and the women fell upon it like starving animals.
I propped myself up with a couple of pillows and watched as they paid homage to the phallus. It towered up over their heads and they turned their faces every which way to get a good oral shot at it. Open mouths, lolling tongues, warm breath, strands of hair, all regaled my cock with the finest of feelings, and while they made love to me their bodies drew closer together, their loins locked into place, and they began making fucking motions at each other. Eventually that preoccupied them so much that they deserted my cock and embraced each other tightly, groaning and fucking, kissing each other passionately. Their buns quivered and their bellies slapped together. I could see their cunts flexing as pubic bone met pubic bone and then Jenny got on top and fucked the girl much as I would have�with much the same result! Pru started to wail and whine, and Jenny grunted like a bull, and just as their roles had been denned they fell back into neutral by turning into ecstatic jellies!
I couldn't restrain myself any longer. I grabbed Jenny and drove my cock into her dripping wet cunt, fucking her until she had had her first fill. Then it was Pru's turn, deep, brutal strokes that made her cunt squirt fine droplets of juice at my belly under the impact of my pumping. I alternated between the two of them, using my blunt weapon to the best of my ability, and the women were mine! They only waited for their share of cock now, no interest in each other, and while I fucked one the other toyed with her clitoris and watched my diving, thrusting cock disappear and reappear.
"Wait, wait," panted Jenny. I pulled out of her and sat back while she arranged for Pru to lie on top of her, belly to belly, and then she motioned for me to mount both of them at once. Her hand guided my cock first into her own cunt and then she switched it to Pru's, sharing equally what was left of my virility. I lay on top of the quaking mass of flesh and tried to keep the top of my skull from blowing off. At one point Jenny erred and my cock lodged in Pru's asshole. I didn't have enough sanity left to change my aim so I barged ahead and fucked her anally. The girl was yelling ecstatically and when Jenny realized what was happening she left me in her to take it to the culmination. When I came it was as though my orgasm infected the others. They started to yell and moan, grabbing at each other for a last flurry of kisses and bone-breaking grinds, throwing me off in the process.
At last the room was still again. We lay beside each other, grinning broadly but too spent to say very much. "Oh dear, look at the time!" Jenny exclaimed suddenly. "What will your parents say if they find out we kept you up so long! Go on, young lady, close your eyes and get to sleep." We kissed Pru goodnight and went back to our bedroom. Now that the ice had been broken so completely I felt able to ask Jenny what her intentions were. She shrugged and said she was sure I knew.
"I'd like to hear it from you. While you were at the boys' camp I was in the girls' camp, did you know that?" She nodded. "Well, I think my wild oats have all been sown and right now I'd be happy to get back to straight out connubiality with you. What do you think about that?"
"You mean lead a normal life again?"
"Something like that. But with a touch of the abnormal thrown in for good measure."
"Oh Richard, that sounds like fun!" She kissed me and said: "We'll do everything together, then?"
"And everyone." The second honeymoon had just begun.
