Young Sally Jones stretched her long, slim legs out underneath the blanket to where the slight breeze wafted over them. Even though she was wearing her standard, little-girl pajamas of thin white cotton, she felt too warm. Her tight young cunt was throbbing from the need to be fucked, and the almost transparent fabric of her pajamas clung to her voluptuously budding young titties as moisture from her nervous perspiration seeped wetly down between her pussy lips below. Sleepy and yet excited by the possibility that Rusty would be sneaking over into her back yard to fuck her at any moment, she adjusted her pillow, propping it up behind her back by folding it in two, and then, with a quick gesture, brushed her long blonde hair from her eyes.
Sally wondered if her new play husband Rusty would come to the small playhouse before she had to sneak back into the house to her own room. She lay, naked beneath her pajamas, under the thin summer blanket on the foam rubber bed they had made for themselves. It was every bit as comfortable as Rusty had told her it would be when she had expressed doubts just prior to their pretend-marriage a few short months before. Yet Sally had to sigh deeply as she turned over, alone on the mattress. She had visualized a succession of erotic afternoons and secret nights with Rusty upon the soft foam of their new bed, but it just hadn't worked out. Not yet, anyway!
Her playhouse, in the back of her family's enormous yard, was hidden from the main house by an overgrowth of trees and shrubs. It was well past midnight and all the lights from her house and the neighborhood houses had gone out. Sally lay in almost complete darkness except for the barely visible flicker of the oil lamp on the table next to the door. It was the fourth night in a row that she had snuck out to the playhouse to wait for Rusty to come so they could fuck like real married people. Maybe he hadn't come because the last time had been such a terrible disappointment. He had fucked her little pussy so quickly and she hadn't cum at all! If only he had waited until she could catch up to the level of his excitement she could have cum too!
She could feel a small, excited tingling in the hot little hole up between her thighs, where soft, blonde, curling fuzz concealed the warm inner moisture of her expectantly waiting pussy. She wanted to reach her hand down there and finger-fuck herself, to bring to the surface the hidden excitement that pulsed desperately in the hot juicy walls of her cunt. But she resisted the temptation, even when she felt the hardened buds of her hugely billowing young titties protruding achingly against the soft cotton fabric of her pajamas, wanting to be touched, to be patted, to be sucked.
Rusty didn't even touch my titties the last time! she thought ruefully to herself. And yet she knew that her tits pleased him, even if she did have to wear dresses that hid the splendid upthrust of their huge curves from the other boys at school. It was only so that her titties would be more secret, more special for him! Sally had liked that, liked being a secret beauty for her secret young husband, and at night when she let down her long blonde hair from the pigtails she wore during the daytime at school, she felt all the more special and exciting ... like Farrah Fawcett or someone.
Even though they teased her about it in her classroom, she would only smile, knowing that her plain girlish daytime looks were only a game, a shield that would keep her charms intact for her darling new play husband to enjoy that night.
Well, that's all well and good, Sally thought to herself now, if he would only look at me again! The first few weeks of their marriage had been just as she had dreamed a real marriage ought to be. They had pretended that her tiny playhouse was their own real house and had tried to live as they thought a husband and wife should, and they had enjoyed their wild fucking sessions with, such relish that Sally had thought herself the luckiest girl in the world. But those days seemed to have disappeared, and sometimes Rusty was so sullen and little-boyish when he came to the playhouse now that Sally wondered what had made her think he would be a good play husband in the first place.
He always seemed so preoccupied, so cruel, even, that she had resigned herself the last few weeks to going to sleep at night without bothering to come to the playhouse as had been her habit when they had first decided to play house together.
Her shapely young body missed his hotly caressing touch, almost more than she missed the tender, sweet little things he used to say to her, and Sally couldn't help feeling bitter about it.
Suddenly she jumped up from the bed, her pale near-nakedness gleaming in the small dark room. The svelte lines of her voluptuously curved young hips and thighs moving gracefully, she went across the small room toward the table and the small oil lamp Rusty had taken from his father's garage. She turned up the light and blinked as it invaded her eyes, accustomed to the dark of the room. Then she began to search out the beautiful negligee that she had sneaked from her mother's closet-she had worn it the first time they had fucked, even though it was a little big for her, and Rusty had expressed nothing but admiration for the way she looked in it. Admiration that took the form of intense, yes, even violent fucking, far into the nights they had spent in the small playhouse at the end of her back yard.
Hurriedly, the teenaged beauty donned the frilly lavender negligee. There was little to it but a thin, sheer skirt connected to a tight, tit-hugging bra. But once the limp material was on, the elegant lace clinging sensuously to the warm softness of her full, billowing tits, it looked completely different. Sally looked at herself in the broken full length mirror on the inside of the playhouse door. It was true, she looked like a movie star in it, and it brought out every voluptuous curve of her body. The translucent lavender lace seemed almost nonexistent at the point where her large, pinkly round nipples peaked, and the twin circles of brown flesh were clearly visible, and enhanced by the surrounding laciness. The rest of it fell in soft folds that clung to her full hips and thighs in a manner that somehow filled the soft, fuzz-rimmed pussy with a greater mystery than if she had been completely naked. She moved ever so slightly, watching as the light scarlet that streaked the middle of the gown betrayed the glistening blonde fuzz of her pussy-for a moment you could see it, and then you couldn't. It was a sexy gown! Tonight, if Rusty came, he would not remain insensible to her charms! He would want to fuck her hot little pussy silly. Of that much she was certain-and determined.
Sally didn't know if she could face another day at school learning about adjectives and square roots without some kind of recompense, some kind of reminder from Rusty that she was still that very special person-that wonderful sexy woman.
She moved toward the small cabinet in the corner of the playhouse. Though she and Rusty were not legally allowed to drink, they had managed to sneak one of his parents' liquor bottles out of the house and into the playhouse. She and Rusty seldom drank out of the bottle, just kept it because it seemed more grownup, but tonight she would have a snifter of brandy waiting for him just as her mother did for her father. She would insist that he drink some, along with a cup of cocoa she had kept warm in her thermos. They would talk, and then they would fall happily into bed and each other's arms. Sally felt a thrill start at the base of her spine as she thought of it, and set the cups and glasses out on the table. She went back into the cabinet and took out the perfume that she had gotten for her latest birthday from her swinging uncle. It smelled so great, she thought, just like the honeysuckle outside her windows. She loved the smell, and she knew that Rusty did too. She placed a few drops of the honeysuckle scent behind each ear lobe, and then put a tiny bit between the warmth of her slightly trembling tits as she had often watched her mother do, then, wickedly, as an afterthought, she parted the long lavender gown which simply hung unbuttoned in luxurious folds that stemmed from the clasp at her sensuously curved tits, and placed a few drops on the inside of each whitely trembling thigh, so that when she rubbed her legs together, the scent of honeysuckle permeated her softly throbbing pussy.
Then there was not a moment more to prepare for his arrival. She could hear footsteps coming through the garden. It had to be Rusty. No one else in the neighborhood would be up at this hour of the night. Hurriedly she smoothed her long silken blonde hair and adjusted her revealing negligee. He simply could not refuse to fuck her tonight, she knew.
Rusty didn't have to finish turning the knob on the playhouse door. Suddenly the small door was opening for him and he realized that Sally had sneaked out of the house and waited for him to do likewise. He was happy about it. Tonight he felt like fucking her. The crap he had been catching recently was lifting, and he felt better about everything now.
"I don't know why I've been so grumpy," he was saying a while later, sitting on a box across from Sally at the small table. He sipped the hot chocolate, its heat filling him with well-being. The brandy made him feel a pleasant glow inside as he looked at the beautiful young girl who lived next door and with whom he had agreed to play husband and wife. That seemed to be the big thing at school these days and all the guys had an "old lady" they could fuck. Man, she was beautiful that night, he thought, his grey eyes gleaming with the seeds of desire that were rising inside his young balls. If any other kid at school were to see her like this, he would want to fuck her too. She's definitely a hot chick!
Sally blushed. Rusty was just staring at her nearly naked young tits, not saying anything, and she could tell that he wanted to fuck her senseless, that her plans were going to come to fruition, that in a very short time she would be squirming around beneath his hard naked body, feeling his huge throbbing cock fucking deep and hard into her hungrily devouring pussy.
Her heart fluttering, she returned his gaze. He looked so handsome to her, his thin face and smooth features sensitive and intelligent. His longish hair was dark and thick, and his deep blue eyes seemed to penetrate her to the very center of her soul.
I love him, she thought. I really do!
And she's all mine ... Rusty thought, his eyes falling to the huge white mounds of Sally's tits where they were covered by her seductively revealing negligee. She's all mine! he thought. To fuck as much as I want as long as we're flaying house together. Once more he thought of all the other kids at school who would give their right balls to get their hands on naked tits as creamy and smooth as he knew Sally's were beneath her gown, on a hot little cunt as ripe, fresh and tight as hers. And just this thought was enough to excite his cock all the more.
Things had not been going well for him at school and he was afraid of getting bad grades which would mean that he wouldn't have very much of a chance for a scholarship in college. He decided to keep this from Sally. No sense in bothering her unnecessarily. If he were to lose his A average, it wouldn't be the end of the world, but he did have some big plans for his and Sally's future when they really did marry, and without the scholarship he might not be able to make it as big as he wanted to in the business world. He already had a part time job but he might have to quit that if his grades didn't improve.
Ted Collins, Rusty's father, sensed Rusty's concern with his dropping grades, and resented Rusty's pretensions. "You'll never amount to anything in the business world if you can't even excel in Junior High School!" he'd told him more than once, when he had first noticed Rusty's grades slipping because Rusty had spent most of his time over in Sally's back yard and ignoring his school work.
But these little worries were far from the teenager's mind right now as he looked at his young neighbor and reminded himself that he had a lot to be thankful for.
"Ready for bed?" he asked. "You have to get up early and sneak back in the house before your parents wake up, you know!" He couldn't wait to get that thing off her and feel her naked tits and hot little pussy squirming around beneath his fingers.
"Yes," she giggled shyly, "you're right." Hastily Sally began to straighten up the small table and leave things where Rusty could find them when they had to get up and sneak back into their own houses. She hoped to make him enjoy playing house with her more by these small touches. She could feel his eyes on her voluptuous young tits and ass as she stood at the table, her back turned toward him, and she knew that he could see her soft, trembling asscheeks clearly through the sheer lavender material. She felt embarrassed, but pleased. In a few moments they would be fucking, body pressed to naked body in the soft foam rubber bed. She would let him know just how very much she had missed him. Oh, Rusty! she thought. God, I love you!
Rusty had already undressed and was waiting for her to get into bed. Sally hesitated. She was about to take off her gown, but she thought she would rather blow out the oil lamp first. She leaned over the table and blew out the flame, then in the comforting darkness began to undo the front of the lavender negligee. With a soft, swishing sound, the lacy nightgown fell to the floor. It had done its job, Sally thought, feeling the blood pounding at her temples.
"Wow, I'm tired! Basketball practice was mean today," Rusty exclaimed, settling himself noisily in the bed. But Sally was not fooled. Once she was there beside him he wouldn't be tired at all. She moved toward the bed and heard him covering his naked body with the lightweight summer blanket. Slowly, Sally climbed in next to him, hardly daring to breathe. She felt fragile, as though the least wrong move between them would ruin everything. Then she could feel his hard young body next to her softness. He was on his back.
"Oh, darling," she sighed, "darling. I've missed you so much!" She kissed his shoulder with soft moist lips and wrapped one of her long silky legs around his. "It's like really being married!"
The light fresh scent of Sally's perfume reached Rusty's nostrils and they dilated at the pungency. The nudging pressure of her soft young nubile nakedness against him sent thrills through his balls as one of her softly trembling tits brushed against his arm. He could feel his thickly throbbing cock beginning to rise higher in anticipation of what Sally might do next, and he decided to remain still only for a moment by way of a slight experiment, to see just how far she would go.
If my father could see me now! he thought, and the guys at school. Wonder who they're fucking tonight! Mom probably hasn't put out for dad in years!
Rusty sucked in his breath sharply. Sally's hand was moving softly over his ribs. He shivered, and his young girlfriend seemed to be encouraged by this. She began to move her fingers lightly down along his side.
"Mmmmmmmm," he said, almost noncommittally. Usually he was the aggressor, but Sally was evidently all worked up. Maybe he would get the best results by not fucking her pussy so often! Maybe he should always let her work up a hunger.
Sally felt an electric tingle running through her as her hand got closer and closer to the warmth of her young play husband's thickly pulsating cock. She was frightened by what she was doing, but she didn't seem to be able to stop. Any moment she expected Rusty to stop her but he never did. She breathed shallowly next to him, a current of desire running through her naked, prick-starved body, as she touched the stiffness of her strong handsome neighbor's huge, fully erected cock. She gasped and withdrew her fingers for a fraction of a moment, then boldly she moved forward again, and closed her small hand around its hotly swollen girth, imagining the full thickness of his cock fucking deep up inside her hungrily devouring pussy, touching the very depths of her cunt up inside her belly!
A small groan of desire slipped from her lips as Rusty turned slowly toward her. She felt so grateful as he gathered her shamelessly trembling nakedness against his, pressing his throbbing hard cock up against her soft, barely fuzzed young pussy as he did so. Sally writhed against him joyfully. He was going to fuck her. God, it was going to happen for the first time again in four days. Her lithe teenage body strained all its muscles, begging to be wildly fucked by his hugely throbbing cock, and she clung to his neck, her arms wrapping tightly around him as she let her hips execute a slow-grinding motion against his rock-hard cock. Rusty's hands moved around her, smoothing along the hotness of her excitedly quivering thighs, touching the nakedness of her hips, the fullness of her asscheeks. He pushed one hand in between their closely pressed bodies and entwined his middle finger in the soft blonde fuzz of pussy hairs around her hot, pulsing wet cunt. Then, teasingly, he slid it up between the moist folds that covered the tiny ridges of her little pussy slit.
"Oooooooooooooh," the young girl moaned softly. "Oh, Rusty, don't stop teasing my pussy ... yes ... yes do it like that some more ... it feels so ... good!"
Grunting slightly, Rusty continued to tease his finger back and forth, causing a steady friction in his make-believe wife's nakedly squirming cunt as he flicked across the hotly twitching bud of her clitty.
He thought his thickly pulsating cock might burst as he listened to the soft cooing sounds she made, and he caught his other hand up under one billowing white tit and squeezed hard. He knew she liked her tits to be played with. He began to moan along with her.
"Aaaaaaaaaaah," she cried out in pain, but the pain subsided quickly as her huge, softly trembling tit tingled maddeningly from the pressure her young boyfriend had just subjected it to, and a building excitement rushed to replace the pain. She jerked against him, almost in tears, she was so excited. She wanted to beg him, to plead with him, to fuck her right now, but she held herself back. Then Rusty's middle finger plunged obscenely downward toward the peach-fuzz-rimmed hole of her hot pussy lips, and slid up inside the smooth, quivering dampness of her cunt.
Sally suddenly went wild. All her youthful inhibitions were forgotten as the intense sensation of the young boy's lewdly worming finger made her squeal and thrash against him. First he fucked two fingers and then three up inside the warm slicky walls of her hotly flooding little pussyhole.
"Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! darling!!!! Darling! Yes ... Yes ... Yesss!" she cried.
Rusty could feel the smooth warm wetness of his young girlfriend's tightly clasping cunt twisting against the lewdly fucking fingers of his hand as the hot juicy walls of her pussy melted against their upward pressure. His body half-covered hers now, so that she was lying beneath him as he continued the obscene finger-fucking into her hungrily devouring pussy. No one would ever know she was such a wild fuck! he thought, feeling perspiration dripping from his forehead. No guys at school would suspect that he could wring these beautiful sounds from her. Sally looked so prim and, yes, even dull to the unpracticed eyes of the boys at school, but Rusty had sensed what she could be like from the moment he had laid eyes on her last year.
It was all there beneath the surface, waiting for him to bring it out, but even when he had shown Sally the innate wildness of her nature, the beauty of her body, her hair, her features, he had insisted that she keep up the appearance of being a squarish bookworm for all other eyes but his, and she had not resisted his wishes.
He knew he would have to fuck her with his cock soon. His painfully throbbing cum-filled balls were beginning to ache from the internal pressure building up.
Damn! he thought, she sure is hot to fuck tonight! He moved further over on top of her, looking down at her lovely, passion-contorted face. It was always exciting to him to look at her while he was fucking her, and tonight was no exception. It was as if he were forming her then and there ... creating a new personality by sending her into a state of uncontrollable excitement.
"Oooooooooohhhhhhhh ... Rusty ... Oh Rusty ... Oh Rusty...!" she was moaning.
"Yes!" he said, through desire-clenched teeth. "It's been too long!" With that he quickly withdrew his wetly fucking fingers from the hotly clasping little hole up between her slightly spread legs, and Sally knew that he was going to put his huge cock into her now. She felt a rush of unbearable desire, so great that it was almost painful; a desire to feel her young make-believe husband's hugely pulsating cock fucking into her greedily devouring pussy over and over again. His hand squeezed persistently at the softly trembling flesh of her tits and she wanted nothing more than to have him fuck her senseless, fuck her to a wildly screaming mass of female nothingness beneath him!
The teenager pressed his lips hard to Sally's and wormed his long, saliva-slickened tongue deep into her willingly open mouth as she writhed upward toward him, grinding her naked cuntlips pleadingly against him. The thickly throbbing tip of his cock pressed at the entrance of her hotly streaming pussy as he wormed up between her legs, spreading them wide upon the mattress on the playhouse floor. His narrow hips ground ever closer to her soft curl-rimmed pussyhole, and he fucked the hugely swollen length of his cock upward, feeling it slide smoothly into her hungry pussy as though it were a tiny animal burrowing into its den for the night. Its throbbing thickness stretched the hot juicy walls of Sally's tightly gripping cunt sheath as it sank deeper and deeper, slowly advancing into the depths of her warmly-waiting belly.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" She was filled by him-fucked by him. She was him! She felt pinned to the bed, smashed by the pleasure-giving rod of his huge pussy-stretching cock. Stunned by the impact at first, she lay panting beneath him. He had conquered her once more and she wanted it! How good it was!
Then the naked teenager went wild, her arms alternately flailing out flat on the foam rubber mattress and grasping her young lover about the neck. Then her nails were on his back, running thin lines along the length of its arched surface, trailing against him as her long naked legs snaked out and up around his back. With her powerfully motivated thighs she pulled Rusty still closer into the burning fuzz-rimmed heat of her tightly gripping pussy-flesh.
Yes, this was what she had wanted-his lips against hers, his heat-filled naked body covering hers, his masterfully fucking cock surging high up inside her steaming pussy and making her feel complete, making her feel like a real woman! A woman, not a child!
Sally felt she could live forever as long as Rusty was there above her, squeezing her tits, fucking into her with all his strength. He screwed her hard and fast now, and she could feel the head of his cock touching her innermost pussy depths.
Rusty knew it wouldn't be long before he would have to spew the hotly roiling cauldron of his cum far up in her belly. He had to exert all his will now just to keep up with Sally's pace. Her ravenous pussy egged him on, begging him for more and more with each rapidly churning thrust of her ass up from the loudly smacking mattress beneath it.
He thought he would soon go mad if he didn't ease the fullness of his swollen balls and spurt his hotly scalding cum deep into Sally's fuck-starved young pussy.
"Oh ... oh ... oh! Ohohohohohoh!" she was gasping for air now as she felt her cunt-flooding cum drawing near. It was almost there ... almost but not quite. Just a few more seconds, a few more inward fucks up into the hotly steaming well of her little cunt.
But then the boy felt it happening deep in the pit of his belly. Something broke loose inside him and he quickly threw his hands down beneath Sally's knees, pulling her long legs up so that they straddled his shoulders. The soft cushions of her smoothly gyrating asscheeks tilted nakedly up against his thighs and his huge cock fucked even further up into the hot slippery depths of Sally's blonde-fuzzed pussy. He was fucking so deep! Those few extra centimeters of his cockhead were pounding hard against the spongy surface of her cervix ... the insanely excited, cum-seeping tip battering her womb where it lay hidden far up at the end of her hotly milking pussy. She was squirming and tossing beneath him. "Oh fuck my hot pussy harder, harder, harder!" she gasped, her heels beating, and with a cry of abandon, he let loose a stream of hot, thickly scalding cum that shot like a ram-jet straight up into Sally's hotly clinging cunt.
But it was too soon for Sally. When Rusty repositioned her legs, she lost precious ground in her struggle toward her own tit-jerking cum. She had felt herself climbing toward the peak of it and then just milliseconds before she reached the blessed cum she so sorely needed, Rusty's scalding hot jism filled her cock-stuffed pussy and his thin muscular body trembled and quaked against hers as she clung to him, still hoping against hope that she might still be able to make it ... to join him in his cock-jerking cum. Her desperately straining cuntwalls milked hungrily at his rapidly deflating cock, grasping for the belly-filling hardness that was no longer there, until finally Rusty was still and she lay silent beneath him, as his softening cock slipped gradually from the heat of her wetly flooded, painfully unsatisfied pussy.
Rusty breathed deeply and evenly, his head heavy and moist on her shoulder, his body limp upon hers. My God, he had fallen asleep! She blinked back the tears that wanted to come and then managed to push her young lover's totally relaxed body to the side as she wriggled out from beneath him.
To have waited four days for him to fuck her, she thought, and to have him empty his balls up inside her cunt like this-not to fuck her to cumming, either! she thought bitterly. Her heart was still pounding wildly from her futile struggle, beating heavily beneath her naked tits, sending blood rushing through her veins. Her entire body was set in motion for a wildly screaming, cunt-blasting cum of which she had been cheated.
Gradually Sally's hand found its way to the soft folds of slick cunt flesh hidden beneath the moisture-soaked strands of her fuzz-fringed pussy. Her middle finger searched out the tiny, hotly pulsing nipple of her clitty. She sighed as she felt the rush of air over the tender exposed surfaces. But she just couldn't bring herself to slip her finger up inside her cunt and finger-fuck it. The intense feelings that rushed from her hotly quivering young pussy lips remained unsatisfied, as her fingers stilled themselves and lay unmoving between her legs. Suddenly Sally turned over and began to sob in earnest.
Her playhouse marriage to Rusty was turning out to be nothing like what she had expected! She had expected him to fuck her all the time like her daddy did to her mother. That's what playing being married was all about! Otherwise, she would have just gone steady with him.
She rose from the soft foam rubber mattress, and slipped on her pajamas. She had to get back in the house and he could just wake himself up. It would serve him right if he slept right on through until morning and got the licking of his life for staying out all night!
She slipped quickly out the door of the playhouse, careful not to disturb Rusty, and made her way through the garden to the main house, wishing in vain that the cool night air would cool the fire in her still voraciously hungering young pussy.
The next morning, Sally woke bleary-eyed and sleepy, her psyche all the more unbalanced since her unsatisfactory fuck by her young neighbor the night before. She wondered if Rusty was still asleep in the playhouse, and if he was, whether his parents had noticed he wasn't back in his room before they left for work during the early morning hours. Because of several special projects he had in chemistry, he didn't have to report to school until later in the morning, so sometimes didn't get up when they did, and they could have overlooked his absence.
She was going to face the dreadful dullness of the classes ahead of her, but face it she must if she and Rusty were ever going to finish school and really get married. You really needed to get through school in this day and age if you wanted to have any options on your future.
She wore her glasses because they made her feel a little bit more secure in the outside world, and the gold wire frames covered a good part of her delicate features. Her fine golden hair was brushed back into tight pigtails so that it would never come undone involuntarily, and she wore a neat cotton skirt and blouse. Added to this, her cork-soled wedgies made her walk to school very comfortable indeed, and her big suede shoulder bag held her lunch for that afternoon.
She started across her front lawn to the sidewalk feeling the hot longing that still lurked unfulfilled in her pussy below with each step that she took. She didn't even want to think ahead to the afternoon, her disappointment in the fuck she had received had been so great! As she walked briskly down the sidewalk next to the Joneses, a well-dressed young man stepped out of the Martins' driveway next door. He smiled when he saw Sally, and she coolly acknowledged his presence and walked stiffly by him, bristling with anger as he bowed mockingly. He was obviously coming from the small guest house in her neighbor's back yard. She walked quickly down the sidewalk and hurried towards Madison Junior High School and her classes. All the while she thought she could feel the young man's eyes, who was leaving the Martins' house, on her, watching her progress down the sidewalk.
"That Patsy Martin!" Sally fumed, hardly watching where she was going. "It's getting disgusting!" Patsy's parents traveled a lot, and every time they were away and left her on her own in the house, she would go wild. Not that she didn't go wild when they were home. Ever since Patsy had talked her parents into letting her take over the guest house in her back yard as her bedroom, she had gone wild. Every night a different guy would come over ... and most of them old enough to be her father!
Many times when Sally was in the playhouse, she had heard her giggling with them right through the back fence, and sometimes she heard her even getting fucked and yelling for more! "That frightful girl!" she said out loud, and several people turned to see who the girl was talking to. She blushed her way into silence as she noticed them staring at her. Well, anyway, it wasn't her problem. Patsy Martin could do whatever she liked as long as she didn't try to make out with Rusty!
CHAPTER TWO
Patsy Martin smiled to herself as she decided to be late for school and rolled back over in bed. It was a big canopied bed, and the springs were bouncy and uneven, but Patsy felt infinitely comfortable in it and was still pleased that she had been able to talk her parents into buying it for her. The teenager's dark auburn hair was all that stuck out above the sheet. Even in hot weather she liked to be covered, but underneath her golden tanned body luxuriated, nakedly rolling to the cooler parts of the rumpled bed.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...." the young girl moaned softly to herself. "Mmmmmmmmm Lord, he had a nice big cock!" Her previous night's lover was someone she had picked up at the movies and had never met before. Lovely young Patsy had already found that some of the best fucks she had ever had thrown to her had been from total strangers. The shameless teenager had long since stopped explaining, even to herself, just why she had a penchant for so many different cocks ... always new ones. "I just dig a cock between my legs!" she had said often enough to friends, and to the person she happened to be with at the time, or to her shocked and dismayed mother, who didn't understand her independent young daughter and therefore chose to ignore her most of the time by traveling with Patsy's father or by never staying home when her daughter was in town.
Patsy's soft sun-bronzed skin still prickled with excitement as she remembered each thrilling touch of her last night's pick-up's hands along the smooth hot surfaces of her naked body. Her lust-swollen tits still hurt a bit from his mouth. How he had sucked her darkly erect nipples ... sucked them and sucked them until she had thought she would go out of her mind, but then he had made up for that with his deft sucking and licking of her hot, streaming cunt. Her copper-curled pussy felt just slightly tender and she knew she was a bit swollen but she felt, oh, so satisfied! There's nothing like a man who knows how to suck pussy! the experienced young girl thought briefly to herself as she began to consider getting up. She really should go to school, she knew, but she didn't feel like it today and she liked to take long walks in the morning, to breathe the fresh air that surrounded the town and to take in all the interesting sights to be seen. She usually met someone nice, too, during her long walks, and she liked talking with new guys as well as taking them home to fuck her with their big, beautiful cocks.
Patsy's full round face gave her the appearance of being younger than her scant years, a situation that Patsy found unbearable at times. Her clothing did nothing to make her look older, nor did it accentuate the loveliness of her sensuously curved little titties or her soft, flat belly and full hips and thighs, but anyone who watched the girl move could deduce a well heated little cunt beneath her dresses and pants.
After a brisk shower, Patsy anointed her naked body with a special scented oil she had bought from a local shop. "Night Passion," it said on the bottle, "to bring up your lover's passion at night!" It smelled like jasmine, and Patsy loved it, it made her feel good, and it had seemed to please her lovers too since she'd been wearing it. It left her soft clean skin pleasantly scented, and just the least bit slippery beneath the white cotton peasant shirt that she put on. The rough weave of the material rubbed sensuously over her huge braless titties, keeping the dark nipples erect and visible beneath the almost sheer fabric. Her tight fitting multi-patched jeans were worn and perfect, she thought, as she slid them over her sturdy, schoolgirl legs.
"You're the hottest titted and pussied looking girl around!" someone had told her once, upon seeing her stripped completely naked, swimming in Grant's Lake when she had gone on the freshman field trip to study wildlife. She couldn't remember quite who had said it. It was either the chaperone teacher who had given her his address once, or one of the freshman baseball team who had accompanied her home one night from a school dance a few months before. But Patsy often thought of it, and liked thinking of herself that way. She was healthy and she loved life and her body, and that included all the pleasures that life and the always vibrant little hole up between her legs could give her!
After a large glass of orange juice, and feeling on top of the world, Patsy left the small guest house. She would spend the day at the park, she figured. She hadn't been there all week, and the ducks were probably skin and bones without the bread she always fed them. She didn't really have anything important to do at school for the next few days and her parents wouldn't be coming home for a week yet, so she had a perfect chance for a holiday, gloriously free of any adult supervision.
Handsome young Keith Jones walked slowly out of the bus station, wondering what direction he should take to get to his uncle's house. They weren't expecting him, so no one was here to meet him, and he hadn't the slightest idea where they lived. He was rather glad that he hadn't let them know he was coming; he didn't feel like going through the hassle of meeting them right now.
Keith decided to walk around town. If he was going to be here a while, he wanted to know the place, and besides, it was a beautiful day. With all the sunshine he wanted to be outdoors, not stuck inside filling some old aunt in on all the family gossip.
"Hello there, friend!" Patsy caught up with the young man with the knapsack just at the entrance to the park. He looked extremely interesting to her-he was obviously on the move and the kind of person she would enjoy talking to, and since she figured he was probably a stranger in town, she hoped she would be able to help him out and perhaps vice-versa! Within a short time, the two teenagers were talking like old friends. She found that he shared her passion for feeding animals and soon they were both at the pond, laughing and throwing bread crumbs to the hungry ducks.
Patsy loved looking into the boy's light gray eyes, and at the handsomely bulging cock under his pants. He reminded her of someone, but she wasn't quite sure just who. His earnest face was open and honest, and Patsy felt immediately close to him. God, even though the guy she had picked up in the back row of the movie last night had fucked her this morning, she would like his virile young cock fucking her crazy right now!
"Well, you have some time before you go to see your aunt and uncle then," she said, turning her big blue eyes in his direction and letting them sweep wickedly down over his cock and balls.
"Sure," Keith said eagerly. He was free. He could do anything he wanted and he had nothing but time for a hot young pussy like this. His uncle wasn't even expecting him, and he didn't even have to go to see them for days if he didn't feel like it! The auburn-haired girl was the prettiest cunt he'd laid eyes on in the last few years. His experience with girls was fairly limited-just raven-headed Rosita from Santa Maria, and she was such a whore that it was hardly worth the trouble. This auburn-haired girl was sweet looking, though, and they got along so well, it seemed as though he had known her all his life. There seemed nothing devious about her desire to fuck. She had looked at his cock openly and Keith found this refreshing and relaxing to say the very least. He was growing more and more excited by the fact that there were girls around who loved to fuck around! He had never really considered the possibility that there might be a girl as fed up as he was with grown-up hang-ups about sex. Yes, here she was! She was ready to fuck!
"Let's go to my place and get stoned then," Patsy said, and led him to the back of the yard where the guest house was. She turned and looked at him as she fumbled in her pocket for the key to her door. "My parents are gone for a few weeks," she explained as she brought him into the large, sunny, sparsely furnished room, "so I have the whole house to fuck around in as I please! Hell, even if my parents were home, I could do what the hell I wanted 'cause I live out here in the guest house."
Keith sat down on the thick rug and leaned back against a brightly embroidered pillow. "You don't even know me," he smiled. "I could be here just to rip you off."
"Actually," she smiled, "I wouldn't care if anyone took anything; I'd figure that then they needed it more than I do!" The girl's big pearly teeth were so white they made Keith think of those commercials that were always appearing on television. But one thing was right about those commercials. Keith did find her teeth, in addition to her huge young tits, attractive. In fact, everything about Patsy was cock-hardening and to his liking, and now he watched her soft pink lips as she spoke to him. They were full and free of lipstick, with a pleasant color of their own. Patsy turned from him and started rummaging in a wooden box that sat on the floor near the wall. There was little else in the one-room guest house but the big canopied bed. Patsy had furnished it with big brightly colored rugs and pillows, and she had hung old movie posters on the walls. Keith laid his head back on the pillows and stretched his feet out on the rug. He felt more at home here than anywhere he'd ever been so far in his life.
Patsy was rolling a thin cigarette of marijuana. He could smell the strong grass from where he was lying, and the thought of smoking it was already getting him high. He knew already that Patsy would have the best quality grass, maybe Columbian or even some Acapulco Gold. And as she passed him the lit joint and he inhaled its dark brown sweet flavor, he knew that it was nothing like the cheap local stuff that they had at school in Santa Maria. All the kids liked to talk about smoking and liked to brag about being high and then fucking, but Keith knew from his first inhalation of young Patsy's grass that none of them had ever been as high as he was going to get or fuck as wildly as he was going to do!
He felt he was melting right down into Patsy's pillow, its bright colors molding to him, and henceforth he would be striped orange and brown and red and green. The blue haze of smoke lifted into the sun streaks, and Keith watched them curl into beautiful patterns. Patsy was moving about the room making little sounds with her skirt swishing up around her panties. The tiny kitchenette seemed to appear from nowhere behind a small Chinese screen, and then she was placing a glass in his hand. It was lemonade, and its cool bittersweet taste filled his throat with flavor buds of taste. He understood the meaning of the expression "It just touches the spot!" with a new clarity. He laughed and told Patsy this, and they both laughed together, the grass making them so giggly that they continued laughing and laughing until abruptly it seemed time to stop.
They were silent for several long moments, and Keith was lost in a world of lewd thoughts about fucking the voluptuous young chick; then he realized that he had said nothing for a very long time. He was just looking at her skirt across from him and he felt embarrassed, not being really used to much pot smoking. It seemed natural to be silent, but he wondered if he was acting strangely to her. He looked down at his glass, embarrassed, then drained it for the smooth energizing courage it seemed to be giving him. Patsy was just sitting, legs spread, across from him on the cushions, passing him the diminishing joint from time to time, and now he started to feel a bit better. With each puff of grass and each sip of the cool yellow lemonade, his fears were slipping further and further away. A strange confidence that he had never before possessed was seeping magically through his blood. He marveled at it. All of his senses were being intensified, and there seemed to be no end to the things he could think or feel!
"It's a lot like acid," Patsy said, "this grass, I mean ... so strong and gets you so hot to fuck!"
"I've never taken acid," Keith replied, his balls suddenly throbbing at the word "fuck" rolling from her sensuous young lips.
"You don't have to ever try it!" she replied. "I have ... and everything I know about what it does to you, I'll show you!"
It was a far out thing to say, Keith realized, and yet he knew exactly what she meant. She was to be his teacher, his guru, and he would learn many hot, sexy secrets from her. He was looking down at the fabric of the rug, thinking these thoughts, when he heard her making tiny little rustling sounds. Before he even looked up he felt a slight jerk from his cock. He raised his head and her bare feet and legs came into view. She was moving slowly, looking down at him, removing her white cotton shirt by lifting it carefully over her copper-haired head. Her long tanned legs were strikingly slender and seemed to accentuate the luscious curve of her whitely rounded hips and billowing tits, and she looked as if she had just stepped from a painting by Caravaggio. There were no lewd or obscene movements on her part as she stood finally completely naked before him, her huge white tits quivering ever so slightly, her finely indented waist tapering down to the voluptuous curve of her hips. Patsy's belly carried a fine line of blonde fuzz down the center, so pale that it would not have been visible but for the bright sun streaking in and catching its golden glints. And this line continued on down her softly pulsing belly to touch the wispy copper triangle of her fuzz-covered cunt. The thin young split of her pussy was fully visible up between her legs.
Keith felt another jerk under his pants, and his cock began to harden at a quickening rate. Patsy turned from him for a second and bent to pick up her thin blouse, skirt, panties and bra. They were so thin she had been almost naked beneath her clothes, he realized. The soft, whitely trembling curves of her ass came into view, tantalizing the horny young boy with a completely unimpeded view of the narrow, fur-lined pussy furrow up between her legs. He watched her with baited breath now as she walked away from him across to the large canopied bed. The smoothly curved cheeks of her ass jiggled ever so slightly with each step she took. There was a lithe suppleness about the beautiful young girl that exuded a sexuality that could not be ignored or denied, and Keith was awed by the fact that she seemed so mature and worldly.
He had never fucked a girl really, he thought, using the girl's four-letter term in his own mind. Only wild kissing and fingerfucking sessions with Rosita in the back of his father's car. Once she had let him put his throbbing cock in her widely stretched pussy, but had pushed him back out and scrambled away when she felt he was going to cum inside of it!
The huge full erection in his pants had risen to almost its entire height now, and the tight restriction of the material of Keith's jeans and underwear hurt as he pushed down, allowing the pulsating thickness of his young inexperienced cock to readjust itself to a slightly more comfortable position. But it only helped for a moment.
She was standing at the bed now, squeezing her naked tits and gazing dreamily across the room at him, and when she spoke, the softness of her voice made a velvety smooth feeling inside his balls below.
"Keith-come on!"
Keith started but otherwise remained motionless for a few seconds. "Keith-hey Keith, are you there?" she called, her voluptuously naked body a lovely, cock-hardening vision before him.
"Y ... yes...." he stammered. "Oh yes...." He was getting to his feet.
"Hurry up, lover!" she said, sitting down on the bed and making the springs creak beneath her weight. She pursed her soft cherry lips at him and sat back slowly on the very edge of the bed, her legs parting slightly to show the thin vertical slit of her pussy lips up between them.
Flushed and excited, Keith started across the room. No thoughts of resisting her lewdly shameless appeal were in his mind, but his own inexperience slowed his steps and made him slightly hesitant. But this self-doubt faded rapidly the closer he got to the beautiful young redhead.
As she pulled him close to her sensually parted lips and he bent down over her still fully dressed, Keith felt a marvelous self-confidence that he had never experienced before. His emotions seemed to be on a see-saw, up one moment and down the next, but right now they were definitely up-up like the huge thickness of his painfully jerking cock. The taste of her lips was as sweet as the inner flesh of some berry, and she smelled like jasmine on a summer's night. He felt himself grow dizzy as the deep hungry kiss continued, and he felt Patsy's arms clinging around his neck, pulling him down onto the bed beside her. Her sun-bronzed body squirmed against him, and he seemed to feel her naked young tits burn right through his shirt.
"Let's get you naked too," she said softly when at last the kiss was over. Keith felt as though she had imparted to him secret knowledge of herself in that one kiss, knowledge that would help him in fucking her in the next few moments. The heat in his balls was rising rapidly as he struggled out of his clothing. Looking down as he finally removed the last of his clothing, he saw the thin, fuzz-rimmed lips of Patsy's juicy pussy clearly visible between her slightly parted legs. A pleased smile crossed his face and he turned to her, stretching his naked body out beside her on the bed. Her hugely billowing tits stared up at him wetly as though they had been oiled, and her ripe ruby nipples glistened with their dark pink, bud-like tips throbbing slightly as she ran her own fingers slowly across them. Keith had never seen anything so erotic as the way the twin nipples responded to the auburn-haired teenager's lewd touches. They perked up and grew hard and stiffened, and he longed to touch, lick and suck them himself.
"You've got beautiful titties!" he muttered, staring down at her nakedness, and he could see that Patsy's blue eyes were dilated a little from excitement and intoxication by the potent grass they had both smoked, and it was all he could do to keep from throwing himself upon her and fucking his hugely throbbing cock into her hot fur-lined pussy flesh that very moment. But he held himself back. He knew that she wanted more from him than that, that she knew what fucking was all about, and that the reward would be well worth waiting for!
"You've got a beautiful cock too!" she replied, smiling up at him. She lay quietly on her back, her arms behind her head, confident of her beauty and her power over this young boy. "You're something special!" she decided suddenly. "Have you fucked many girls at school?" she asked, her voice husky and low. The question did not seem an intrusion, and Keith did not hesitate to answer.
"Not enough ... not nearly enough," he replied, gazing at every inch of Patsy's body, his eyes lingering first on her splendidly hard nipples and her huge tits, roaming down along the gently heaving rib cage to the slender indentation of her waist. She was tan all over, but for the alabaster white bikini markings on her huge tits and the sparkling gold of her copper-furred cunt ... that mysterious vee that drew him like a magnet. The contrast was startling, and the sight of the voluptuous teenager spread naked on the bed filled him with even more lust. He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips as though he had done this kind of thing all of his life. She pushed him away for a moment, her naked young tits bobbing.
"Here," she said, as she reached down beside the bed on her side, "let's light up again!" Keith heard the sound of a match striking, and then they were inhaling the heady grass smoke once more. He had never looked forward to anything the way he did the changes the marijuana produced in his consciousness. They puffed in silence and then Keith had an idea. Patsy was placing the tiny remains of the joint they'd been smoking in a small ashtray beside the bed, and when she rolled toward him again, he leaned over her and pressed his mouth tightly down against hers. The mouthful of pungent smoke he had retained filled her mouth, and eventually her lungs as well; she was surprised at first and then delighted, and she deeply inhaled the dizzying weed.
Patsy reached up and curled her arms around and pulled him down on top of her. One of his legs slipped tightly between her spread thighs. She felt light as a feather beneath him, surprisingly supple and soft as though she were a cloud that he would fall right through. But her body was glued to his as though it belonged there. Easily, she rubbed the full smoothness of her thigh up against his heavily throbbing cock as he began to grind his lips harshly into hers, bringing his thickly pulsating cock to what seemed an intolerable hardness.
He could feel the wetness of his cum-juice seeping from the hardening cock-tip, wetting the soft mound of her almost hairless pussy and the underpart of her belly. Patsy continued to massage him, using her entire body with a practiced motion that made him think that he would cum right then and there. He could already feel the pressure building deep in his painfully swollen balls down below! He thrust his tongue deeply into the young girl's waiting mouth, and she sucked gently on it, nibbling with tiny sharp nips of her pearl-white teeth that sent chills running the length of his spine.
He pulled his head away to escape the increasingly teasing sensation and placed his cheek against her hair. The sunshine coming through the window across the room was not so strong now, but there was still the bright clarity of daylight. How long his cock had throbbed against the beautiful teenager's naked belly and pussy, Keith had no idea, nor did he care. Time had no meaning, and the universe centered around his cock and the bed upon which he lay, gently intertwined with the first real fuck he would ever have. He was momentarily distracted by the shadow of someone passing the window, which was open just the slightest bit from the top. He had forgotten that other people existed in the world, and it occurred to him that anyone who happened to wander into her back yard could press his face to the windowpane and look in to see them there on the bed.
Keith hoped that someone would. It turned him on to think about someone else watching him fuck the crap out of this voluptuous, big-titted young girl.
Patsy stirred next to him. He realized suddenly that she was quivering softly beneath him and that her thighs were moving once more against his heavily throbbing cock.
"You do want to fuck my hot little pussy, don't you, Keith?" she inquired, breathing deeply into his ear.
"Oh man, do I!" he answered. The lewd words coming from her mouth did not seem in the least obscene. They seemed accurate and meaningful to him, and he was about to tell her so when she continued, "Then tell me...."
"Oh Patsy, I want to fuck your hot little pussy crazy!" he cried, getting more and more excited.
"How, darling ... how, my sweet darling lover?" she asked, groaning beneath him.
"Deep!" the teenager cried. "Hard! I want to fuck it like no one ever fucked it before! I want to cream in it like you're making me piss!"
"Oh God!" she cried. "Then fuck it ... do it before I die!"
Her hand fell to his huge heavily throbbing cock as she said these words and as she clasped it in her hand, she stared into his lust-tormented eyes. "I like the feel of it!" she told him. "I know just how it is going to feel inside my cunt! Oh God, I want you ... I want to feel it fucking and spitting cum deep up inside my pussy."
Keith gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his thickly throbbing cock. He pressed his head forward and kissed her wetly on the lips, at the same time moving one hand down to her soft asscheeks. He cupped them and squeezed the beautiful full orbs he had only looked at before. Her body was warm and soft against him as she raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to him. The odor of the jasmine oil she was wearing was maddening in his brain as her lips gave way to the harsher pressure of his teeth. She was allowing him to possess her, and the yielding softness of her naked body sent tiny chills darting over the full length of his naked skin. He groaned as the young auburn-haired stranger crushed the full length of her hungering body against his and ground her hot pussy into him before suddenly twisting her body and pulling him up and over her in a surprisingly strong motion. Her nakedly quivering legs opened wide to take him between them, her tight young pussy lips, slippery and glistening now with her cunt juices, snapping open wide to his painfully waiting young cock. Jesus Christ, he just might never continue on to his aunt and uncle's house ... this chick was just too fucking much!!!
CHAPTER THREE
"Only 1:30!" Sally looked up from her French language book and turned off the tape recorder. She removed the earplugs from her ears and rubbed them as she looked at the clock. It was the longest part of the day. She looked beyond the language lab teacher toward the window, but all she could see was the library and the main quad.
How she hated school! Her eyes turned to the French exercise she had just finished, and she saw that she had made an error. With a groan she realized she would have to start the exercise again. It was the hardest time of day for her because she knew that Rusty was leaving school for his job now and she wondered how he felt today after she had left him alone out in the playhouse last night.
He probably felt just fine, she decided angrily. He had no idea what she was going through, and she just didn't know how to tell him! Sometimes she wondered if she picked the wrong boy to play mother and daddy with. She had never dreamed that gay, exciting Rusty could ever be the sullen frowning grouch that he had been most of the time recently. He had changed horribly and so suddenly after he started fucking her that Sally wondered if he didn't have some deep problem that he wasn't telling her about.
A real mystery, she thought to herself as she sat there, blissfully unplugged from her French lesson machine, staring out the window at the school quad. All the other girls in the freshman class at school, Margo and Anne and even the girls in the other grades, had envied her having Rusty as a boyfriend. He could be so charming when he wanted to be! She hated him for that, she realized now, whereas once it had seemed an asset that he was so good with people, so friendly and outgoing. Now it seemed a personal affront when he was so cold and silent around her.
Of course, pressure of Ms grades and his after-school job doesn't help us any! she thought bitterly. But there was nothing to do about that unless she could fuck him out of it- Anne, the girl sitting next to her, turned and smiled at her, and Sally smiled wanly back. She knew that Mrs. Seabourne was likely to come back into the classroom at any moment and frown at her for just sitting there doing nothing. But she didn't care. Suddenly, she stood up.
"I'm going home!" she declared. "I've got a horrible headache."
Sally had not been sick all year and today was one day when she needed a break from school. She left the unfinished French tape on Mrs. Seabourne's desk and gathered her things together and went home. Everyone hoped her headache would be better, and she felt just a little bit guilty about leaving Margo and Anne to do the explaining to the teacher, but not enough to turn back once she had reached the freedom of the outside.
"Ah!" she sighed, taking a deep breath. She felt deliciously wicked. It was too late to catch Rusty, she knew, and she couldn't go home because her mother would wonder why she was home from school so early, but she could sneak to the playhouse without her mother seeing her and she could have it all to herself. She might even have time to straighten up the place and do some repairs on the interior, and she had one of her mother's old dresses that she had been meaning to fix for herself. It was such a sexy dress, she might wear it that night if she got it finished, and she might even re-establish some real communication with her boyfriend because she would be a new woman once she had it on.
"You tried getting him hot to fuck you last night and look what happened!" a voice said deep inside her. But Sally was so elated at having left school early that she felt a limitless wild enthusiasm. "So what?" she said to herself. "I'll try it again, only with a little different approach this time. Maybe I can keep him from cumming in me too soon, if I'm careful."
Patsy Martin crushed her hot young cunt up tight against the young boy's cock, and ran her hands searchingly down over his body, eagerly exploring the secret hollows of his nakedness. His long, heavily throbbing cock was resting hard against her soft white thighs and it pressed into the narrow, fur-rimmed split of her nakedly spread young pussy. She arched up for a moment, levering them both up off the bed with the strength of her back and, reaching under her tensely straining ass with both hands, she pulled her hot, juicy pussy lips lewdly apart, giving Keith's thickly pulsating cock even greater contact with the wet, sensitive pussy flesh as it lay the full length of her hotly throbbing little furrow. Then Patsy seemed to relax, dropping her voluptuous body back to the bed, holding his hugely rigid cock trapped between her strong thighs.
Keith emitted a strangled cry and forced his hands down between the young teenager's shoulder and the mattress, then ran them down the soft curves of her back and hips. He could feel her hotly wanting hips undulating against him, imperceptibly at first, and then she was moving in a slow, teasing rhythm.
The tense cords of the young girl's softly working thighs pressed against his hips, and Keith wondered how they would feel later, gripping around him once he had fucked his hugely throbbing cock deep inside her greedy pussy! He hesitated, and as if to encourage him further, she murmured into his ear.
"Your cock feels so good ... so hard ... The flatness of her belly writhed up against his, and he pushed his trembling hands farther down beneath her, cupping the fullness of her softly giving asscheeks in the palms of his hands. He pulled her hot juicy young cunt up closer until it was pressed tightly against him. Then he fucked his ass up and down slowly, holding his breath as the huge throbbing thickness of his cock moved slowly up and down the hotly moistening split of Patsy's willingly spread young pussy.
"Oh ... oh ... oh!" he grunted as she began a more desperate rotation of her slick young cunthole up against his young, inexperienced prick and balls until her legs without warning snaked upward, clinging to either side of his slender body, her calves locking against the back of his ass. pulling him tighter into her.
"Now...." she urged. "Fuck it now, darling, fuck it right now!" she moaned into his mouth, her eyes tightly shut. He started to move, but the young girl moved first. Her hands thrust down between their nakedly entwined bodies, and she circled his heavily throbbing cock, guiding it in between the lips of her silken-furred cunt. Keith groaned above her as he felt her move his huge lust-bloated cock up and down between her widely parted legs, parting the soft, almost hairless lips of her cunt with the huge rubbery round head of it. What a feeling! He couldn't hold back another second, and suddenly he flicked his hips forward with a cruel thrust that drove his huge cunt-splitting cock into the hot juicy little hole of her lustfully waiting pussy.
"Nnnnnnmmmmmnngghh!" she squealed beneath him as Keith felt her warm, hungrily devouring walls of her cunt slip wetly over his huge, pussy-stretching cock. His prick fucked in with a slight obscene pop, and there was a long sliding wet sound as he rushed up inside her tightly gripping pussy channel. He was yearning to fuck the living shit out of this strange girl, to fuck his painfully throbbing cock into her very soul if he could, and at the moment he seemed very, very close. His hotly pulsing dick fucked deeply to the innermost depths of her warmly squeezing cunt, up to the full depths of her flat little suntanned belly. It was soft and tight at first, aching the full length of his cunt splitting cock, and then easier as the hot, slippery wetness of her cunt walls surrounded his thickly pulsating cock and made him suddenly hit bottom, his cum-laden balls slapping hard up against the upturned cheeks of her nakedly raised young ass.
"Ooooooooohh!" she screamed, and Keith fucked harder. The pleasure between them was something real ... something that he could actually create with his cock! He reveled for a moment in the incredible power that he had to fuck her now as he wished ... that they both had, to create this cunt and cock-jerking thing between them!
Keith fucked his huge cunt-splitting cock into the wetly squirming softness of the teenage redhead's salaciously gripping pussy flesh as she strained back under him, lifting them both several inches off the squeaking mattress from the strength of her upward cunt thrusts. Ceaselessly, she moaned beneath his wildly fucking young dick. He was hard and lean above her, and his masculine young cock enthusiastically joined with her seeping cunt, making her open and close her tensed legs around his hard fucking hips as she worked them shamelessly up and down, meeting his every inward fuck with one of her own. Her full soft lips were gaping wide, and her tongue hung out as she panted beneath him. Her copper-colored hair thrashed against the pillows as she flailed her head from side to side.
"Oh Keith! Oh Keith! Your cock is so good, so good, so good!"
Her voice was low and rutting, and he answered her in his own tense tones, "Is it good? Is it good? Is it good fucking your hot little pussy, huh?"
"Ooooh God, it's good fucking me, darling! Oh God, it's driving me crazy splitting my cunt wide like this!!!"
Sally was humming a little tune to herself as she let herself into her playhouse. She went immediately to the small window and opened it wide after noting that Rusty had not left too much of a mess. She was still humming as she unzipped her skirt and stood in her panties and bra. She pulled a cold diet drink out of her purse, and then she returned to curl up on the foam rubber mattress that she and Rusty used as their bed. In the daytime, it made a nice sofa for the playhouse, and Sally sipped her diet cola happily. She was feeling all sexy and beginning to look on the positive side of everything for the first time in what seemed much too long a while!
It was then that she heard the sounds coming from the Martins' guest house next door. Sally's father had built her playhouse against the back fence and she could hear al most everything that went on in Patsy's guest house, also built next to the fence.
"Oh, no!" she cried aloud, her eyes growing wide with shock as she heard the lewd, fleshy, smacking sounds of fucking coming from next door. The young Martin girl's groans and screams of cunt-wrenching ecstasy filled her ears as she fell back on the mattress and listened in horrified fascination to her young neighbor getting fucked within an inch of her life not more than ten feet away!
"Oooooohh!" Patsy cried. "Stick your finger in my ass! Go on ... do it! Ram it to my dirty little asshole!" she barked at him, her eyes gleaming with lust.
Obediently, Keith reached under her and between her wildly gyrating asscheeks as he continued to fuck his hugely throbbing cock rhythmically into the hot seeping juice of her wide-stretched pussy. He stretched the crevice between the young redhead's asscheeks wide, searching for the little opening of her asshole with the trembling tip of his middle finger. Then suddenly, he found it!
A tiny rivulet of warm cunt juice ran down between her widespread ass crevice from her hungrily gripping pussy where he could feel his cock fucking mercilessly into her upturned little pussyhole. There was an obscene din beneath them as the old canopied bed creaked and groaned and squealed out its complaints, and the young couple fucked wildly upon it. Keith probed experimentally with his middle finger against the puckered little circle of her asshole, and then he pushed hard, feeling it give way a little; then suddenly, the tightness of it yielded completely, and his finger slipped into the small nether ring, sinking in almost to the first knuckle.
The contradiction of her words drove him on. He fucked his finger into her ass again, harder this time.
"Ooooohh, yes ... oh God, how it hurts!" she cried, but she suddenly began screwing her soft fleshy ass back upon his hand until his finger was completely fucked in, sunk deep up inside the soft, velvety depths of her asshole. He jiggled his finger a little bit inside, then rotated it as much as he could in the tightly gripping depths of her asshole. Never would he have thought of fingerfucking her there, and now here he was fucking in and out of both the juicy wet passages of her cunt and asshole!
Keith marveled at the way his beautiful young lover's rectal walls felt inside. He could even feel through the thin wall of flesh that separated her hotly clasping pussy and her asshole the hard, swiftly moving thickness of his stone-hard cock as it fucked deeply in and out! Urged on by his ever-mounting lust, Keith began skewering the desire-tormented young redhead between his deeply fucking cock and his teasingly rotating middle finger, maintaining the same rhythm for each as she groaned and bucked under him. The young teenage girl's legs opened wide out over the bed to give him even greater access to the fucking of her hungry, cock-devouring young pussy.
Keith could feel his cock throbbing and growing inside her wet, greedily milking pussy until it felt as though it were going to burst from the exquisite pleasure building in his cum-swollen balls. They slapped heavily against her upraised asscheeks below, and it wouldn't be long now ... it wouldn't be long at all before he was going to explode! A steady stream of gibberish came tumbling from Patsy's mouth as she writhed beneath the virile teenager's deeply fucking, belly-splitting cock. She was near an ass-jerking cum now, and as he began fucking it to her with long hard strokes in time with his lewdly skewering finger in her asshole, she grew more and more excited. She gurgled beneath him and then began to open and close her strong tanned thighs around him in time to his long hard fucks up into the hot hungrily devouring depths of her dick-battered pussy.
"Oooooh, I'm close ... I'm close ... I'm almost ... oh fuck me ... fuck me harder! Harder than that ... harder! Harder ... harder!" she wailed, chanting and mumbling and spurring him on with the pounding of her heels high on his nakedly humping back. Her legs were jackknifed up tight now, pressing her knees all the way back onto the hugely quivering mounds of her tits, and the heavy pressure of his sweat-slickened chest on the sensitive softness of their flesh added to her raging frenzy. Her large blue eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head, and her face was contorted and straining for the final moment of cunt-bursting cum that was so near.
He continued his merciless fucking with all his might and then suddenly she coughed up at him, "Oooooooh! It's cummiinnggg! I'm cummiinngg!" Her thighs jerked back higher until the whole of her wet, wide-stretched pussy was presented up to the lusty boy to fuck into as he wished. Her trim ankles locked over his shoulders as her hungrily milking pussy squirmed desperately beneath him in a wild uninhibited dance of lust that almost frightened him.
"Give it to meeeeee!"
But it was happening for him, too, and just as a low banshee scream formed on Patsy's cherry-colored lips, piercing through the sounds of the heavily squeaking springs and the two wetly panting bodies slapping brutally together, Keith felt great swirls of heat building painfully in his balls below, and the muscles of his stomach tightened until he thought they would snap from the pressure. He groaned over and over again, his lips working crazily and incoherent mutterings spitting from between his tightly clenched teeth. A deep guttural sound started from his chest as he felt his hot, slippery cum race from the warmth and safety of his cum-swollen balls and begin spewing in scalding hot streams into Patsy's wildly milking cunt. His hands tangled cruelly in her fiery-red hair as he emptied the white-hot liquid of his cock juices deep up into the wetness of her pussy.
"Aaaaaaaaahhh, ooooommmmm!"
Patsy's nostrils flared wide as she screwed her greedy pussy upward onto his deeply fucking cock and locked herself to him with all the strength of her arms and thighs while her thirsting young cunt walls jerked and sucked spasmodically against Keith's taut belly.
"Oh, you gave it to me ... you did ... didn't you?" she gasped at last.
Beneath him, the girl held her breath for a long moment and then let it loose, her nakedly satiated body collapsing limply down onto the mattress. There she lay still beneath his hugely heaving hardness, her tingling cunt still locked tightly around his fucked-out cock. Keith pushed deep, deep into her for a moment and then lay quiet on top of her, feeling his cum-drained cock soaking gently in the warmly heated well of her still hotly throbbing young cunt....
CHAPTER FOUR
Next door, her heart pounding wildly, Sally collapsed upon the foam bed in tears, raging and sobbing violently. Then, belatedly, she drew the covers up over her aroused body, and continued sobbing. Every cry and every bounce, every tormented squeak of the bed as they had fucked to cumming next door had been dinned into her shocked listening ears, and now she was filled with an intimate knowledge of her next door neighbor's life that she never would have wanted. The worst was that she recognized her own tormented, cunt-flooding reaction for the lewd, obscene jealousy that it was.
"Horrible ... oh, it's horrible to hear another girl get fucked like that!" she cried to herself under the covers, but she knew that she would give anything-almost anything-to know the same kind of mindless blissful fuck with her beloved Rusty.
"Sally Jones? You mean your name is Keith Jones? You're her cousin?" Patsy asked, her face brightening as she looked down at the limp-cocked boy beside her.
"Yes ... do you know her?" Keith asked.
"Know her ... she lives next door!" she exclaimed ecstatically.
"Far out!" Keith exclaimed. Nothing at all would surprise him now. It was all fitting into place so smoothly, so easily, just as his prick fitted into Patsy's tight young cunt so perfectly, with a precision that must have been predestined.
"That means you can come over and fuck me all the time!" she cried, jumping up from the bed. It was almost twilight, and Patsy peered out the window, trying to determine what time it might be by the angle of the sun in the garden. Keith lay back on the huge canopied bed watching the splendid smooth curves of her soft white asscheeks as she moved away from him.
"That is ... if you want to come over and fuck me again...." she added shyly, almost coyly.
"Want to?" he grinned. "I may never leave your parents' guest house unless they throw me out!"
Looking down, he could see the tall tower of his thick young cock, and took it in his hand. His foreskin slid easily down with a slight pressure of his thumb and forefinger, and he could feel the chills rippling along the back of his spine again.
"Come on back," he beckoned with his finger, his face already bearing the telltale signs of his arousal. His cock was still wet and slippery from the cunt-juice of his and Patsy's exploding cums ... two or three; he couldn't tell any more how many she'd had in their continuous romp on the bed. He looked at it glistening dully before him in the rapidly fading light.
"Come over and straddle it," he said softly. "I want to feel your cunt sliding down over it."
Patsy moved toward her young teenage lover again, slowly at first and then eagerly, as she too yearned to feel his hugely throbbing cock far up inside her hungry young pussy. His experience and expertise was growing by the second.
"I don't think your uncle or his family will be home for a few hours anyway," she said as she grinned wickedly down at him and straddled his cock with her again wetly throbbing young cunt. "I should be able to coax another gallon or two of cum out of your balls by that time!!!"
It was well after dark when Sally finally roused herself from a fitful sleep beneath the covers. She realized with a start that her upset over the antics in the guest house next door had made her lose sight of all her plans for the evening with her own boyfriend. Feeling bedraggled and with a terrible emptiness inside her, she got up and looked around her. She was completely disorientated; her blonde hair was tangled and her body perspiration-soaked from being beneath the stuffy covers. After finishing the rest of her soft drink, the young teenager realized she had better let her mother know where she was. She made her way up to her house. Her mother didn't seem very concerned about her absence and so, after making herself a sandwich for dinner, she went upstairs to her bedroom to eat it.
Seems to be my lot in life, she thought sullenly, as she sat down on the frilly bedspread on her bed. Waiting for Rusty to show up and hoping maybe the next time he fucked her he would be able to satisfy her hot, hungry little pussy. It had better be soon-if she had to listen to Patsy fuck her lovers one more time, she didn't think she could stand it. Maybe that was the reason she was always so disgusted with Patsy-her lovers. Patsy had so many and she seemed to find them all so satisfying.
"I guess it was pretty silly of me anyway ... getting so upset about her having a lover in her room! After all, who a girl lets fuck her is her own business." She made a note anyway to speak to her the next time she saw her about the thinness of the fence dividing the guest house and the playhouse.
Feeling a bit better now that she had faced the odd situation squarely, she finished her sandwich and showered quickly. She slipped into a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of old jeans, hoping that she wouldn't be wearing them for long once Rusty got to the playhouse. Fifteen minutes later, carrying a shopping bag filled to the brim with coffee and things to snack on, Sally opened the door to the playhouse. She had gotten so carried away by her plans for the evening should Rusty show up, that she had hardly thought about what might be going on behind Patsy's door now.
She was alarmed, though, just as she was opening the door, to hear the door of the guest house opening at the same time, and, upon turning, to see Patsy's tousled auburn head sticking out the door.
"There she is!" Patsy cried. "Hi, Sally ... got a surprise for you!" she grinned at the young blonde.
Sally almost ran into her playhouse, but then she remembered that there was really no need for her to be frightened of this young redhead, even if she was a promiscuous little whore! She, Sally, was after all a good girl. She only let one guy at a time fuck her. She stood motionless, her mouth gaping. She had no idea what the redheaded girl was talking about. Patsy's head had disappeared and the door to the guest house closed slightly but not all the way, and Sally started to go inside her playhouse. But suddenly there was motion at the door again, and a young boy came out. Sally noticed with some embarrassment that he still seemed to be adjusting his clothes!
Lord, he could at least hide the fact that he's been fucking her all afternoon! she thought bitterly.
"Hi," the boy said shyly, and Sally looked at him, puzzled as to why she was being made to meet this teenager who had just been so lewdly fucking with her neighbor. But even while she was thinking this, and even before he spoke, she was noting something familiar about him. Something around the eyes. There was something....
"You don't recognize me," Keith said, and put his hand up to his cloudless blue eyes.
And then she did-it was her cousin, Keith! She had only seen her cousin once in her life, and that had been two years before at a family dinner on Thanksgiving. He was already taller and very, very different from the thin adolescent she had eaten turkey dinner with and who had run out of the house to wave goodbye to them when they left shortly afterwards. It had been the only time that Sally had met her father's relatives and she had the feeling that her parents had not looked forward to it, and that the dinner had been awkward at best.
"I'm Keith," he said, smiling and making a move toward her.
Sally fought a sudden impulse to turn again and run inside the playhouse and lock the door and never come out again. She smiled, letting the smile warm to a special greeting to cover her upset. Her hands fluttered a little and she stammered, setting her bag of supplies on the ground.
"Why ... yes ... cousin Keith ... B ... But what...?"
Keith laughed, and Patsy stuck her copper-haired head out from the guest house doorway again. She was wearing some kind of coat-like caftan that was loose and flowing, and Sally knew that the shameless young girl was completely naked beneath its folds.
Patsy laughed, too, a startling, bird-like sound, and Sally almost cringed away from the two of them as they gave their explanation of what had happened.
"Keith's been waiting here for you to get home from school!" Patsy said.
"I just thought I'd say hello to you first before I saw your mom and dad ... maybe stay with your family a couple of days, if that's okay!" Keith said earnestly.
"We ... well ... come on over!" Sally stammered. She had never been caught so off balance before in her young life. She didn't want to invite Patsy into her yard. She didn't even really want her own cousin to come over after listening to him fucking her young neighbor all afternoon, but he was her father's nephew and her cousin, after all. However, under the circumstances she would have to invite them both into the playhouse for a minute anyway.
Sally was relieved to hear Patsy refuse.
"No ... you two talk family. Keith, I'll see you later, baby ... for sure!" Patsy blew a kiss at young Keith and disappeared into her doorway. Sally led the way into the small playhouse. Words were tumbling from her lips, but she really wasn't thinking about what they were actually saying.
"Come in and sit down, Keith. My dad built this house for me, sort of as a place I could play in when I was little. Now I use it as a place to get away from the folks. You said you hadn't seen my folks yet. Have you had dinner? I have some crackers and cheese here in the bag, and something to drink. Later on I'll take you to Mom-she'll put you up in the guest room while you're staying with us. How long do you think you'll be staying?"
She had been putting the snacks from the bag into the cupboard when suddenly she stopped chattering. She turned and saw that her cousin was sitting on the foam mattress, looking at her oddly. She realized that she didn't even know if he had said anything since they'd entered the playhouse. Then she was aware of the old, tight, faded levis she was wearing and the blouse that hung loosely, showing the full, firm roundness of her hugely billowing titties in a revealing way, a way of which she knew her parents would never have approved.
She flushed a bright red, and turned back toward the cupboard so that he would not see her face. She realized that she was very near to tears again. How could her own cousin have been in Patsy's room fucking a girl he hadn't even met before that very day?
She tried to calm herself as she put the remainder of the bag away and shut the cabinet doors. She folded the bag carefully, still not trusting herself to turn around and face the horribly lewd look her cousin was giving her. Finally, when the bag was folded and she had no more excuse to have her back turned toward the room, she turned toward her cousin.
She saw that Keith was standing looking down at the radio she had brought out with her from her bedroom.
"You ... why don't you turn on the radio so we can have a little music," she said, feeling terrible for having acted so strangely with her cousin. She knew that he was only her age. What had gotten into her anyway? He was her cousin!
"I hope I won't bother your folks by coming like this," Keith said. "I mean without letting you all know. I just got off for Easter vacation early, and...."!
"Oh, no ... no, of course not...." Sally lied, moving to sit on the foam bed. She wanted desperately to be able to act naturally and kept trying to think of natural things to do. She folded her hands across her legs which were tightly closed together in front of her as she sat.
"You're family, Keith, you're always welcome, you know."
Keith looked at his young cousin. She was up tight about something but he couldn't tell exactly what it was. He supposed he ought to have dropped her family a note, but then his parents had made their plans for a vacation only a few days before they had left. It wasn't until the last minute that he had decided not to go with them. He had planned to stay at home by himself at first, but it had been very boring because all his friends had gone somewhere. He had made his decision to go to his uncle's home overnight and there just hadn't been time to let them know. He hated talking about things on the phone and besides he hadn't wanted to put the long distance call on his parents' bill.
"I left kind of sudden!" he said by way of explanation.
"What about your folks?" Sally asked, politely. How would she ever pass the time un til she could take him to the main house, she wondered.
"They went to Hawaii, and I decided not to go with them at the last minute, hitchhiked here instead," he replied. "Say, Sally, you wouldn't mind if I just lie down for a while, would you? I'm awfully tired, and I want to be able to talk to your folks when I meet them!"
Sally bristled at the mention of how tired he was. She knew all too well how tired he must be! But she was glad to suggest that he sleep in the playhouse while she went back into the house.
"Sure, go ahead. When you're ready just come on into the house, but come to the front door so they won't know that you've been here all afternoon," Sally said. "I have some homework to do so I'm going on in right now," she added, then blushed as she thought she might somehow be betraying her frustration, that he might guess that she would be meeting someone here tonight and if he stayed here he would ruin everything.
"Great!" Keith replied, and turned over on the foam rubber bed after stretching his long legs out and yawning sleepily.
Sally left the playhouse and returned to her bedroom and shut the door.
CHAPTER FIVE
It seemed a long while later that Sally heard Keith come to the front door and announce himself. She sat up groggily and went to change into her nightgown while she waited for the inevitable family gossiping to finish. Finally she heard her parents going to bed and the house was silent. She crept quickly downstairs. She hoped Rusty would be in the playhouse-she needed his cock so badly after what she had gone through that afternoon while she had listened to Patsy and her cousin Keith. Later Sally was to wonder what made her do it, but at the moment it had seemed a simple, almost a normal thing to do. She decided to take a look in the guest room to see if Keith was asleep. She was still tormented by the alternating nature of her emotions, and her fundamental sense of courtesy and hospitality kept cropping up to remind her that she was being neglectful of him. She moved into the darkness of the guest room, taking a tentative step forward, because she could see nothing. Then she stepped forward again. Her eyes adjusted themselves to the dark and suddenly she could see that Keith was not there! The bed was empty! Instantly, Sally knew where he was and without even thinking, her anger consuming her so that she started trembling, she crept quickly out of the house and through the garden to the playhouse in her bare feet, her short white nightie swaying around her naked young body. She reached the playhouse and knelt up to the back wall, placing her ear to it and steadying herself with one hand against the hard wood of the wall.
"Suck me, baby, suck me!" she heard as clearly as if she had been in the same room with them. "Oooooooohhhhhhhh honeyyyyyyyy ... yyyyeesssssssssssss ... nice and softtttt ... like thaaaaaaaaat!" There followed the sound of bodies squirming on the bed and the soft creaking of the springs.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmooooooooooooooo!" It was Patsy, of course, and Sally knew without a doubt that her visiting young cousin was in there with her!
"Ooooooooh, Keith baby! Suck my pussy good, suck me, suck me! Suck my pussy! Oh I can hardly stand it it's so gooooooooooddddddddd mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmffffffffnnnngghh!" There were further squirming noises and Sally squeezed her eyes tightly shut, as though she could block out the lewd images rioting in her mind ... the picture of Patsy Martin nakedly thrusting her hips upward, grinding her hot, juicy pussy harder and harder against the hungrily sucking mouth of her teenage cousin!
Tears came now, creating streaks down Sally's soft cheeks, and making a sour, bitter feeling inside her head that was the start of a terrible aching in there.
"I have to fuck you now! I can't wait any longer! Your pussy tastes so good!"
"Then come on, lover, come and fuck me. Slip your hot cock in ... slip it aaaaall the way in my hot-to-fuck pussy!"
There was a loud bang directly against the wall, and Sally jumped back. A loud wail of pleasure came through the wall, and Sally slid down on the foam mattress, her eyes open now, staring sightlessly into the small dark playhouse. In the house on the other side of hers, her boyfriend slept peacefully, his cock limp and uncaring about her.
"Oooooooooooooh oh oh oh oh!" Patsy's lustfully excited voice was expanding directly through from her room next door. There was a steady knocking and banging on the guesthouse now that could be heard through the fence, and what was worst of all, it would stop for a second and then take up again.
Sally knew it meant that they were shifting positions in there, or that they had stopped to explore some particularly good feeling further before continuing. That Patsy was feeling Keith's youthful, heavily throbbing cock deep inside her tightly gripping pussy, that Patsy was receiving more pleasure from her cousin's cock than Sally had ever felt in all the times Rusty had fucked her. More pleasure perhaps than Sally would ever feel, from the sounds the auburn-haired girl was making!
The strain was getting to be too much! Sally sat breathing heavily upon the foamy mattress, feeling a desperate longing to be fucked welling up within her. She wanted to be held tightly, protectively, in Rusty's arms, to feel his huge, hard young cock splitting her naked pussy wide, to know that he would fuck her to a wildly pleading cum too! She felt hot to be fucked and angry at the same time, and it was the most terrible pussy-frustrating feeling that she had ever known.
Sally cupped her hands lewdly under her softly trembling tits, blushing and perspiring there in the darkness on the playhouse bed, her ears filled with the obscene sounds of fucking coming from the guest house door. She felt a surging thrill mounting in each sensuously throbbing tit as she reached beneath her short nightgown and touched the darkening nipples, beginning to twist their tiny, berry-like tips until sensation raced from them, spreading to all parts of her nakedly trembling body beneath the gown; it touched her gently sloping belly and raced through her blondely fuzzed pussy and Sally pressed her thighs softly together, thereby increasing and holding the excitement she felt flooding up inside her cunt.
"Oooooohhhhhh!" she sighed, "I need a cock ... Oh God, I need to be fucked like Patsy!" She was embarrassed by the sound of her own voice, and she stopped moving her fingers on her tensed, swollen pulsating tits. But she could not hold back and started again.
The bumping and scraping against the wall of the guest house had momentarily stopped, and Sally visualized them in there, nakedly fucking bodies, cock and cunt locked tightly and hotly together, Patsy's full young thighs spread wide as Keith fucked up between them, both drenched in a pool of sweat as they felt the lingering traces of hotly flooding cum gushing out between them.
I have to finger fuck my pussy! she thought mindlessly. I just have to fingerfuck it to cumming! Sally lay back upon the bed, pulling her gown all the way up so that it formed a ring above her hotly quivering tits. Heat seemed to permeate her body as the cool smooth blanket of the foam-rubber mattress touched her soft, whitely trembling asscheeks and back. She lifted her legs up a little, bending her knees and keeping just her feet planted on the mattress. A coolness rushed down between her hungrily quivering thighs, and she shuddered. A wave of sensuality began its sinuous path up through the walls of her cunt, and Sally twisted and turned on the mattress, moaning softly, desire mounting within her hotly fluttering pussy. She wasn't touching herself at all now; her arms lay flat against her sides, her fingers clenching and unclenching against her palms. She was beginning to imagine her young playhouse husband's hugely throbbing cock fucking up into her, parting the hot juicy walls of her pussy, fucking into her deeper ... deeper....
"Oooooooh!" she moaned in spite of herself, as one hand went suddenly down to her hot, rapidly moistening little cunt. Her other hand went to the softness of her ecstatically pulsating tits, massaging and kneading with a sure steady motion. The young fingers parted the soft wet lips of her pussy and slipped into the shallow crevice that housed her tiny clitoris. It was Rusty touching her, she pretended ... Rusty fingering her nakedly spread little pussy split!
There was a great commotion next door that taxed Sally's imagination but the sounds were of such a nature that she could no longer control herself. A loud slamming and banging commenced and the bedsprings on Patsy's big canopied bed squeaked as though in an earthquake.
"Like it fucking deep ... and my finger in your ass? And this??? Or do you like it like that? Aaaaaaaaaah! Oh shitttttt!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm! Yesssssss! Oh ... oh ... oh ... I ... I ... Oh don't stop reaming my asshole!!!"
"Oh Rusty!" Sally moaned, listening with" all her soul to the lewd wicked sounds of her cousin fucking her young next door neighbor "I wish ... oh, how I wish you were here to fuck me like that!" Her hands became Rusty's lewdly groping hands, as she tickled and flicked at her pinkly swelling clitty, making it rise like a tiny cock, reddened and ready to explode with the hotly tingling sensations of cumming. Sally's back was arched as the warm excitation flooded her streaming wet pussy with rapidly rising cum juices. Her head flailed from side to side, her face contorted with her lust-driven desire to be fucked out of her skull; and all the while it was Rusty fucking into her, his weight pressing on her, his surging, thickly pulsating cock filling her, stretching the hot slippery walls of her tight, fur-lined cunt!
Then suddenly Sally stopped the wild, frenetic fingerfucking of her slickly gushing young cunthole! It just wasn't enough! It wasn't enough at all!
All at once she knew just what she had to do. She felt shameful, but determined. She just had to satisfy her hotly throbbing pussy and she would find a way! She hurried toward the small storage cabinet her father had built her for food for picnics, her mind working rapidly, and she began to hurriedly rummage among the boxes of crackers and cookies, thinking all the time. What could she use to fuck herself with? Then she remembered. She reached into the back of the shelf. Her own Rusty had given her the idea, she realized as she looked into the cabinet. Could she really do it? she wondered briefly. Could she actually fuck herself to cumming?
She could still hear Rusty's voice uttering the phrases that had embarrassed her the time he had eaten a banana while waiting for her to undress one afternoon.
"Did you know that you can tell how big of a cock a girl likes by the way she picks out bananas at the grocery store?" he had said, laughing.
"What...? What do you mean...?" And then she had understood and blushed, and ever since then she had felt that everyone was watching her when she went to the market for her mother and picked them out. Sometimes she didn't even feel them, although she knew she ought to. It was just too disconcerting!
But there were three large bananas in the back of the cabinet now, and deftly, without thinking about it further, Sally picked up the largest of the three and closed the cabinet door. The banana felt warm from being in the cupboard but was hard in her hand as she scurried barefoot across the playhouse floor. It felt comforting. Already she was wondering how it would feel fucking up into her pussy-what it was going to be like. But she already had a pretty good idea! Her eyes shining lustfully, she felt a surge of delight at her own lewdness as she lay back on the foam mattress, spreading her long, smoothly tapered young legs as she breathed heavily, and listening to the soft sobbing and cooing of fucking that was now coming through the playhouse wall to her burning ears.
She concentrated on the feel of the hugely obscene object in her right hand and gasped as she let it hover above her widespread pussy lips. Slowly she brought it to the hotly quivering little hole, where the warm, soft tip sent a chill of shock through her. It was so big! But the skin had an almost human cock feel, and its blunt end was warming in the hot juicy lips of her hungry cunt. Her original shock turned rapidly into a perverse thrill at what she was doing, and she grunted and pushed the soft banana inward up between her thighs.
At first it would not go in, but she began to work it sideways a little, her lips a thin line of determination as she arched her whole body to the task. Her white cotton gown fell midway across her huge, lewdly trembling tits in a crumpled mass as the huge blunt end of the banana became further moistened by her slickly flooding cunt juices. With her left hand, Sally reached awkwardly between her widespread legs and parted the tiny pussy lips wider still. Then it slid a little way up in and stopped. "Oh my God!" Sally cried.
The huge, lewd, yellow, cock-like rod did not give at all as a real cock would; it lay hard and uncompromising just within the hot, wet softness of her fuck hungry pussy. But there was a burning desire to be fucked at all costs that made Sally continue her cunt-splitting task. She would not give up yet! She tried hard to relax the tightly clinging ring of cunt muscles inside her desperately straining young pussy and spread her long, white thighs wider to accommodate the hugely rounded girth of the banana. It began to slide slowly inside her narrow, slippery pussy channel, creating the strangest but most pleasure-filled sensation of friction that Sally had ever known. It moved along the hot juicy sides of the hungry, wetly gripping tightness of her young cunt. The pretty blonde-haired teenager fucked it upwards, letting the enormous cunt-splitting fake cock slide to the very end of her wide-stretched pussyhole. She lifted her trembling ass up just the slightest bit from the mattress and felt the huge banana fucked up against the very bottom of her cunt pushing against her belly deep inside.
"Ooooh God!" she groaned aloud. It felt incredibly good! Better than anything she had felt in a long time, and it would have been completely satisfying if it had been a real cock fucking her, but it wasn't. She was very aware of the fact that she was only fucking herself because Rusty hadn't sneaked over to her backyard to do it to her tonight.
But Sally's desire made her force these thoughts of her absent young boyfriend to the back of her mind. She began to respond more and more to the frantic, fantastic feeling of the huge, firmly unyielding banana fucked deep up inside her hungrily devouring pussy. Her tightly clutching fingers pushed it in with all the strength she could muster and she gave a loud grunt as the banana tip hit bottom again; then she began to grind her naked young asscheeks upward, screwing herself hard to meet her own thrusts with the make-believe cock. She bucked and jerked about salaciously on the mattress, crooning to herself as her hands worked feverishly, fucking the huge, rockhard cudgel further and further in.
"Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooh!" she chanted hotly and if anyone had been able to see her they would have thought she had gone completely out of her mind. And Sally did feel crazy as she held the perfectly formed banana-cock hard and fast, unaware that she was hurting herself, only wanting to feel more and more of the pussy-stretching object, to attain the release of the wild, belly-jerking cum she had been denied for so long. Staccato grunts and moans escaped from her ecstatically twisted lips and her teeth bit softly down on her sensually protruding tongue. Deep in her hotly writhing belly, Sally could feel a curious mixture of pain and stimulation combined with a feeling of guilt that was rapidly being replaced by a hidden satisfaction with her own inventiveness. Her own wantonness at fucking herself with a lewd, cock-like banana!
After all, if her own boyfriend wouldn't fuck her to a cum, didn't she have every right to fuck herself any way she could? It was her cunt ... not his ... even though he liked to think of it as belonging to him! But then she would yearn for his cock again ... want to be his, to use magic to turn this object fucking deeply into her hotly quivering pussy into her own Rusty's heavily screwing cock!
"My God!" she groaned. "My God!"
There was utter silence next door, but Sally knew that they were occupied with each other, that they would begin fucking again in a few seconds, that the marvelous, hot, slick wetness of their cock and cunt would rub and rub against each other in wild, outrageous fucking. She began to make short jerky motions like an animated doll, murmuring incoherently and gasping, choking out Rusty's name as tears spurted from her eyes at the excruciating pleasure emanating from the fucking that her hotly devouring little pussy was receiving far up between its wide-stretched, taut, fuzz-rimmed lips.
The tormented young, sexy beauty half-hoped that Rusty would come sneaking into the playhouse now to find her so lewdly spread-eagled on the mattress, that he would come in and take the huge obscene banana from her tightly gripping pussy and climb' on top of her and fuck his thickly pulsating cock into her hungrily devouring cunt. But he didn't come, and she knew he wouldn't. He only came now when he wanted to fuck her and empty his balls into her ... not when she wanted him to fuck her!
She remained alone with her obscene lust object, her huge, whitely billowing tits heaving and bouncing, her hair undone and soft and shiny, tangling in long golden swirls around her head and shoulders on the wildly groaning mattress. A great pressure was building in her greedily gripping pussy and she could think of nothing but the agonizing fury of cunt-giving pleasure bursting within her. She lost all cognizance of the lustfully fucking couple next door. Her young cousin and the cock-crazy redheaded young girl were forgotten as the huge object-in her widely stretched pussy seemed to actually grow bigger and harder with each long inward fuck she gave up into her hotly screaming belly.
.. "Rusty ... Rusty ... Rusty...." the nakedly jerking teenager mumbled. She was trembling all over from the emotion and the effort of her desire-driven hands on the thickly fucking instrument fucking deep up between her open legs. "More ... more ... now ... now!" she kept on saying as the thick, cunt-juice-slickened length of the banana fucked into her hotly gripping pussy flesh. It seemed to fill the whole of her belly with its wonderful cum-building presence.
Then, as if someone had ignited a spark deep inside her cunt, every inch of her nakedly writhing body was afire, and she felt the heat of it consuming her. It raged on out of control, spreading and creating a bright flame of pleasure, and sparkling hot lights glowed and burned brightly inside her. Blood was rushing from her head to her hotly convulsing pussy below, leaving her dizzy and giddy with fulfillment. It was building and building ... enormously, overwhelmingly. It was shattering her and she was flying in all directions at once. Then it was all pure happiness, and she felt herself soaring above the clouds, or was skimming along the surface of the water, surfing before the crest of the hotly flooding waves of cum that carried her along at a maddening pace.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnooooooooooooh!" She could feel the heated wetness rushing from within her and streaming down the soft outer crevice of her wildly clenching asscheeks.
Tears of relief were flowing now as Sally dropped back onto the mattress. Her breath came in hoarse uneven gasps as the powerful cunt-throbbing sensations slowly subsided, leaving her nakedly quivering body weak and limp from exhaustion.
Through the ringing in her ears, Sally gradually was able to hear the sounds of fucking again from next door. Steady rocking sounds, the bumping of hard upthrusts by her cousin Keith's young heavily throbbing cock as he fucked it deep up into Patsy's wildly cumming pussy.
Sally, trembling all over now and suddenly cold, leaned up on the mattress. She felt somehow cheated. Even though she had fucked herself to a pussy-flooding cum with the huge yellow banana, it had not been enough. What was going on next door, where her young neighbor Patsy Martin was getting fucked senseless by her cousin, was what she needed!
"Ooooh God, I've got to have a real cock soon or go crazy!" she moaned softly to herself. And then, slipping the cum-slickened banana from her reluctantly releasing little cunt, she began to lick her cunt-juices away with her hungrily swirling tongue.
God, it tastes so good, she thought in her again rising passion. I wonder what it would be like to lick a real boy's cock clean of pussy-juice just after he had fucked her or another girl!!!
CHAPTER SIX
Young Keith Jones, his balls drained dry, smiled down at the flushed and excited young Patsy Martin who lay beneath him on his cousin Sally's rumpled playhouse bed.
"You'd better let me go, Keith!" she cried, "or at least we'd better go over to my back yard. It's been fun here, but your cousin should be getting home from school soon!" She was half naked, wearing nothing but a brief pair of nylon panties that did nothing to hide the puffy, almost hairless young lips of her pussy in front.
"Get your hands out of my pants, sweetie, or I'll cum all over you again!" she gasped, as Keith continued his obscene finger-fucking of the slick little hole up beneath the loose elastic cunt band of the panties.
"So what?" he said. "She might get a charge out of watching me fuck you!" he grinned, reaching further inside to smooth the young redhead's cunt fuzz down with his fingers. He didn't seem to ever get enough of her pussy, and it had been days since he'd first arrived in town. Keith thought it might be a while before he felt like going home, with the young wild-cunted Patsy Martin close by and so ready to drain his balls all the time.
"She looks like she needs a real good fucking!" Patsy said, moaning just the slightest bit as he squirmed his finger teasingly up around inside her cunt.
"You think?" Keith asked. "Yeah ... I. guess she seems pretty uptight all right. But sometimes she's nice. And as for a fuck, what about that night we heard her getting her naked little ass fucked off in here ... right on this mattress. She was groaning so loud when she came, we could hear her right through the walls. Her boyfriend Rusty must've been really throwing cock to her!"
"Maybe he wasn't fucking her," Patsy said. Keith had stopped fingering her pussy up inside her panties, and she sat beside him on the mattress. He had already put on his pants after their fucking on the foam mattress, but had not yet donned his shirt.
"What do you mean, maybe he wasn't fucking her?" he inquired curiously. "She was squealing like a stuck pig!"
Patsy sat thinking about what she'd said, before replying. She remembered all too well the night that her neighbor's cousin had come to see her. Early in the morning actually-it had been past midnight. They had had quite a time of it already when the sound of passionate groans of fucking and the lewd noise of a cock pistoning into a passion-drenched cunt had come through the wall during a lull in their own frenzied cumming and groaning. They had both been shocked to recognize Sally's voice, and they had speculated as to why the young' teenage girl and Rusty had come out to the playhouse to fuck so late at night. But the speculations had ended shortly when they had become so excited by the sounds that they had to fuck again. By the time it was over, there were no more noises coming from Rusty and Sally, and they had each more or less forgotten about the incident. Now, however, they were both thinking heavily of it, and Patsy recalled how strange it had been not to ever hear Rusty's own voice at all during the fury of fucking that had obviously been taking place.
"Maybe," she said slowly, "maybe Sally was finger-fucking herself!"
"You're kidding!" Keith said. He had never really thought about girls doing it to themselves. But now that he thought about it, he supposed that they did sometimes.
"Wow!" he said, enthusiastically. "You mean she could have been fucking it to her own pussy and making all that noise?"
"Sure," Patsy said. "But I may just be making that up ... I mean maybe Rusty was with her even though we didn't hear his voice!"
Keith felt his young cock thickening at the thought.
"I'll bet she was alone!" he cried. "And say, maybe she heard me fucking you too!"
The discussion was abruptly ended when they heard footsteps coming through the back yard, and both of them scurried to get completely dressed. They had just about accomplished it, with a few buttons undone here and there, when Sally came into the playhouse and stood looking at them.
They were both out of breath but were trying to hide it.
"Oh," Sally said, sarcastically, "did I interrupt you?" She felt very angry about both of them being here in her playhouse, and didn't bother to hide it. She was irritable and out of sorts anyway from school, and what's more, her cousin Keith had been there for a full week now and showed no signs of leaving.
"Of course not, Sally," Patsy said easily, starting toward the door. "See you tomorrow, Keith!" She blew him a kiss and left as quickly as she could. Sally didn't even bother to say goodbye.
"Jeez...." Patsy whistled to herself as she let herself into her house next door. "She's like an old lady!"
Keith finished buttoning the top buttons of his levi shirt. He was reminded by Patsy's parting words that he would not be seeing the charming little redhead that night. He had a feeling that she was going out to get her hot little cunt plowed by somebody else and he didn't exactly like it, but there really wasn't anything he could do about it. Neither of them had made any promises to the other, and Keith knew that Patsy would expect him to be cool about any jealousy he might feel.
He wasn't sure he felt exactly jealous anyway. He just wanted to fuck the lovely redhead's fiery little cunt that night, too! Especially now that they had had that brief conversation about his cousin finger-fucking herself to cumming. His cock felt hard and stiff between his legs and he wasn't going to be able to empty it up between Patsy Martin's legs for twenty-four more hours! What a drag!
He sat dejectedly riffling through magazines next to the mattress, listening to the sounds of Sally picking up the scattered clutter from several days of letting the little place go. Through his mind reeled lewd images of his beautiful young cousin fingerfucking herself on the foam bed, and he resolved to ask Patsy to lie back naked on the bed with her pussy spread wide and finger-fuck herself for him some time. He couldn't think of anything more exciting and cock-hardening at the moment!
Sally threw the remainder of the empty cookie boxes and pop cans into the trash bag. She was getting a little tired of having to pick up after Keith. He seemed to have taken a liking to the playhouse and spent most of his time there and he didn't even bother to pick up the junk he left. She was getting a good idea of how her mother felt when she didn't pick up her room!
Sally sifrhed. Her life had been like hell for the last week, and she knew that she herself was doing; nothing to make it better. She had been so aggravated that she'd succeeded in aggravating Rusty too, and they were barely speaking-to each other. He thought it was all because he hadn't spent much time with her lately. He had told her that she was being a selfish child-after all, he had other things to do besides be with her all the time! She had tried to explain that it wasn't that, but it had been no use. How could she explain what it really was! How could she tell him that she could hardly live with herself after that frenzied night she'd fucked her pussy to a hotly sizzling cum with a banana in the playhouse? Just the sight of her cousin, Keith, and the way he was always going off with that awful red-haired girl next door, was enough to drive her to distraction, and Sally thought she was really going to literally go "bananas" if things didn't change soon!
Keith stared at his blonde cousin as she stood looking out at the back yard from the window.
"Well, looks like we have the whole weekend ahead of us. What with your parents going to be away until Monday...." he said from across the room.
"Yes...." Sally answered, annoyed that he was watching her, and suddenly even more self-conscious than before. "Their plane comes in at 3:30 on Monday," she added.
"You know, Sally, you ought to let me help you with dinner sometime," Keith said, taking in the smooth shape of Sally's smoothly curved asscheeks in her short, "beat-around" dress. She had already changed from her school clothes and Keith started thinking about the prudish way Rusty liked her to dress. He really didn't think that it was right, and it occurred to him that perhaps that was just one of the reasons Rusty and his young cousin didn't seem to be getting along so well.
"I'd be more than happy to have your help," Sally replied testily to Keith's offer of help. "You could pick up your empty coke cans once in a while!"
Keith realized that his pretty blonde cousin was near to tears, and he stood up. His painfully jerking cock was pointing sky high and he moved his palm against his pants to try to make it go down somewhere underneath. All of a sudden he was directly behind her.
"Hey," he said. "Hey, Sally, I'm sorry, really I am, if I've been bugging you...." he began.
Sally almost jumped a mile. She half-turned toward her cousin and then suddenly burst into tears, putting her hands up to cover the pained expression on her face.
"No ... no ... it's really my fault ... it's all my fault ... I just don't know what to do ... I just don't know!!!"
The only other woman Keith had ever seen cry was his mother, and he had never really and truly felt sorry for the aging woman, but now he felt a wrench of emotion for his cousin, realizing for the first time, the depths of her disturbance over her boyfriend. He had never thought about her very much at all, he thought with a pang of guilt,--likening himself to Rusty, who did think about her, but somehow in the wrong way. Automatically, he put his arms around the sobbing girl and tried to comfort her, feeling her voluptuously soft titties pressed for an instant against his lean boyishness. She sobbed hopelessly for a long time, and his hands stroked her back as he tried to get her to stop. He even promised never to come back out to the playhouse again and mess it up, but that only seemed to make her sob all the more.
He could feel her softly trembling tits moving against him each time she took a deep breath, and suddenly, Keith felt the thickness of his already throbbing cock jerk forward. She had leaned inward against him at just that moment, and Keith knew that the girl felt it. Quickly, he pulled her closer to him as she tried to move back. His hands dropped lower on her hips so that her pussy hairs were pressed flat against his. He could feel her soft young thighs and the tantalizing puff of her cunt up between her legs. Christ, what a feeling!
But she was fighting him, struggling to get away, and both of them realized the cunt-flooding and cock-throbbing emotion that was passing between them. "No ... no ... don't. Go away!"
He pleaded with his piteously sobbing cousin. "No ... I won't hurt you ... I won't ... I" But Keith hardly knew what he was saying. He really didn't know what he was saying ... or what he was doing. He was only following his rapidly developing instincts, and they told him that Sally really wanted him to hold her huge young tits smashed close ... wanted to feel the hardness of his cock pressed tight and snug up against her soft, desire-puffed cunt lips.
He held her as hard as he could and she beat his back with her fists, her face a mask of pleading resistance, until suddenly, frighteningly, she slipped, and slumped against him. Keith hurriedly pressed his lips to hers. He was just a trifle taller than she, and he was glad of it. He could feel his cousin's entire body trembling against his, and her tongue in his mouth was wild and hungry. She badly wanted him to fuck her, and the strength of his cock-hungering emotion frightened and surprised him. Never had he dreamed that he would be feeling his own cousin moaning and sobbing, rubbing her hotly quivering tits and cunt up against his chest and cock like this!
He could hardly believe that he had only left home a week ago! He tried to match Sally's frenzy with all his might, feeling only the tiniest spark of guilt about their being cousins. But obviously something was wrong there, and Sally needed to be fucked.
And oh Christ! He was ready to help her! His golden-haired cousin felt so voluptuous compared to the smaller dimensions of Patsy and Keith thought for one long moment that she was going to literally smother him with kisses. He tried to pull her down to the playhouse mattress with him, but something within her still resisted that, and they moved against the door, Keith pressing his excited cousin back against the wall.
"Oh God ... Sally!" he cried, his fingers fumbling up beneath her short summer dress, and he felt the heat of her thighs ... round smooth columns of flesh that thrilled him to the marrow of his bones. She was groaning and his fingers climbed higher and higher until he found her panties' thin elastic cuntband and pushed his forefinger up underneath. Her legs juggled and she twitched against him, letting out a low mournful cry as his finger fucked upward into the slippery warmth of her wetly sucking pussy. The sparse blonde fuzz tickled his finger and he felt sweat popping out all over his body. Suddenly his cock was cumming inside his pants, cumming so fast that he could do nothing to stop it.
"Ooooooooaaahhhhhhhh!"
His finger fucked up deeper and jiggled high up into his cousin's excitedly gushing cunt, and he ground his hips and his wildly jerking cock hard up against her loins, pushing and jerking against her as he writhed in absolute ecstasy that nevertheless knew an underlying torment. Oh the feel of the juicy walls of her pussy ... the idea that she would let him fuck her ... that she had probably wanted him to fuck her all along! It was just too much to take!!!
"I'm sorry ... oh God, Sally...." he cried as he moved against her and the strength of his bursting orgasm subsided. He felt that he had really lost her, that she was no longer at the peak of lust that they had both created before his premature cumming all over her naked thighs.
A seeping wet spot formed between them, spreading on their clothing, and Keith didn't know what to do. His thickly fucking fingers wiggled and then moved uncertainly upward inside the taut slick wetness of her still trembling pussy, when she gasped. "Oh ... oh....no, no ... no ... no" was all she said as she fled from him, running from the playhouse across the back yard and slamming the back porch door noisily behind her.
Bewildered and disturbed, Keith went toward the bathroom to wash up. Later, he thought, he would at least help his distraught cousin by cooking up something for tonight's meal. With her parents gone for the weekend, his cock twitched in his pants below. Wow, he thought, if I don't fuck her now, I'll never be able to fuck her!!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Rusty parked his bike in the Jones' driveway and walked to the kitchen door. He knew that Sally's parents weren't going to be home until Monday and he was looking forward to a full weekend of playing house with his playhouse wife.
He should have been here hours before, but he had stopped on his way at Phil's house for a few beers and a few laughs with some of his friends. He knew he ought to have called Sally to let her know he would be late, but he never seemed to be able to make it to the phone. For one thing, he'd run into another girl from school there who'd come up to him breathlessly, introducing herself as Patsy from his neighborhood. He only realized when she was up close that of course he had seen her before once or twice in the neighborhood, and from a distance at school.
He'd heard a few things about her, too, and as they sat chatting, he brought her a beer, and thought about what her hot little auburn-fuzzed cunt might be like under the tight jeans she wore. He had been flabbergasted to learn for the first time and from the young girl's own lips that Sally's cousin Keith had been seeng a lot of her!
He must be a real cockhound, he thought, but his esteem for Sally's rather bothersome cousin went up tenfold, and he revised his opinion of him as not an innocent greenhorn as he had first thought. Finally, he'd said goodnight and left Patsy to go back to her friends. He felt funny about the whole incident though, feeling just a bit hurt that neither Keith nor Sally had mentioned anything at all about the girl to him, other than the fact that he'd waited at her house until Sally came home that first day. He's been over there flicking her hot little cunt just about every night, I'll bet! The whole thing made him feel a little pissed ... here was this country bumpkin getting one of the best tails in town while he sat around and played house with Sally.
He resented being made to feel like this, when only a short time before he had been able to visualize himself in a totally different light. It was all a lark, and he was an easygoing young man who worked hard to get what he wanted out of life ... not even very hard, really, but hard enough to keep going for a while anyway, and he had thought that he had wangled for himself-and all for himself-the best piece of ass in town. He'd had to pretend to be married to the romantically inclined little cunt in order to fuck her, but he had thought her games worth the trouble. So what if he was crabby and grouchy sometimes-he figured that Sally would just simply have to get used to it. Besides, he'd learned from his father that women respect their husbands more if they are not so easygoing.
But now as Rusty entered his girlfriend's house, he was confronted by darkness. It only served to confirm the feelings he was having-that things weren't really so hot after all. Looking toward the couch, he saw that Sally's cousin Keith was curled up in a ball on the sofa, sound asleep. He went to the kitchen and saw a rather unappetizing mass of sticky overcooked rice and creamed tuna. It had been cold for hours. Where the devil was Sally, anyway?
He went upstairs to her bedroom and there she was, sound asleep on the bed. He bristled with anger. Tonight of all nights, with her parents gone for the weekend and their chance to have a really good time. He wanted to fuck her, too. Hadn't done it in a while, and tonight he really needed some pussy around his cock.
"Sally!" he cried. "Wake up!!!"
Sally jumped up, startled by his shout. She sat blinking in the bright overhead light, her face ravaged by the tears that had seemed never-ending as she lay cursing herself and lamenting her actions. She had wailed into the pillow, wondering aloud how she could have let her own cousin finger-fuck her pussy, and recalling her horrible lapse out in the playhouse, she had finally convinced herself that she had indeed gone bananas. She had never thought of herself as the kind of shameless girl who could do anything in the least bit weird when it came to fucking, and now she could never forgive herself. Her entire body felt ugly and sinful, and even though she hadn't let Keith actually fuck her, she knew that she would have, if his cock hadn't exploded out his cum against her naked thighs and brought her to her senses.
The blonde teenager shied back from her boyfriend's angry stare. She feared that he could just look at her and tell what had happened between her cousin and herself. She wanted to hide, and realized that she ought to have had enough courage to tell him not to come over any more. But eventually she had fallen asleep after having exhausted herself by crying.
"What are you doing in bed?" Rusty asked. "I wanted us to go out to the playhouse and fool around awhile."
"Rusty ... I ... I can't any more. I'm just too tired ... I...."
"Oh, shit, Sally, I'm not asking for the world! And I can't understand why you're tired. All you have to do all day long is just sit on your ass and listen to a bunch of ass hole teachers." He had turned angrily from her and was throwing his jacket over a chair. He loosened his shirt and warmed to his tirade against her.
"You've been walking around school with your lower lip sticking out for days now ... and I'm getting pretty tired of it!"
"Rusty ... you...." Sally looked at her boyfriend wide-eyed. She just couldn't think of words to reply to him. His attack was so mean and so unfair that she was speechless. In addition, she was still stunned by the magnitude of her real transgressions against her playhouse husband. And any second she fully expected him to bring that up, too, even though she knew that he couldn't possibly know about Keith finger-fucking her and cumming against her thighs.
She started climbing out of bed. She intended to get dressed, to tell him to leave and never come back to her house ever again, to consider them divorced from their agreement to a play marriage. She scuffled beneath the bed with her feet, searching for her slippers.
"What are you doing?" Rusty asked, turning toward her. He was down to his shorts now, and as he spoke he bent down to remove them.
"I ... I've just got to be alone for a while ... I've got to think!"
"Think? Alone? What have you got to think about?" he said, snidely, his blue eyes steely and cold. "You've never ever thought before ... why would you start now ... and even if you did start, why would you have to be alone to do it?"
"You're horrible! Just horrible!!!" Sally cried. "I don't know how I could have ever liked you and let you ... let you play house with me!"
"Well, you and I pretended to be married, didn't we?" he said. "We're stuck with each other ... you're no bargain either, you know!"
Sally crumpled in a little ball, all tucked in against herself, but through the horrible sting of his words, she began once more to struggle to her feet. She just had to get away from him at any cost!
Rusty watched her, guarding himself from any feeling of pity toward his girlfriend. He was really fed up, and he hated her crying. She was standing between him and his freedom. All his friends, and shit, her jerk-ass cousin Keith could fuck around with any good-looking cunt that came along. And what did he have? A dumb chick he had to almost report to every night. He was still a teenager and he was already as good as an old married man.
"Oh no you don't!" he yelled, running over to grab her arm.
His fingers dug sharply into the soft white flesh of his make-believe bride's arm. She looked up at Rusty with alarm, realizing that he fully intended to harm her if she did not cooperate with him. She was suddenly silent, fearfully gaping at the same teenage boy who had so lovingly taken her precious virginity, promising her that he would pretend to be married if she would let him ... just two weeks before the play wedding. And she had, and it had been wonderful and he had never asked her if she had had her pussy fucked before, and she had never told him that she had ... but only once before with a neighborhood boy who had wanted to grow up to be a doctor and talked her into letting him give her a "shot."
All Sally's hopes were shattering, all her plans for the future of their relationship and the starry thoughts that used to carry her through the dreary days at school ... all that was gone, as she let Rusty maneuver her up onto the bed.
"Don't ... Don't touch me!" she cried, when she realized that he intended to fuck her. She didn't think she could stand to be touched by him-or anyone else for that matter! She just wanted to be left alone!
Rusty sneered nastily down at her, and hurriedly pulled her nightgown up, yanking it over her head and forcing her arms out of it. Forcefully, Rusty turned the frightened girl over onto her belly, ignoring her pleas for him to stop. He was in no mood to put up with her prissy ways tonight. He felt like something exotic ... something different. He wanted to do something that would satisfy a craving for lewdness that he felt inside him ... something that would reaffirm the excitement and unexpected happenings of youth! Something he had heard the older guys talking about!
Kneeling naked now on all fours on the bed in her parents' empty house, Sally cringed away from him.
"No, Rusty, no!" she cried, looking around toward him.
"What's the matter? Most of the time you're acting like you actually want a fuck so bad that you can't stand it. Now that I'm in the mood ... what's with you anyway ... getting cock somewhere else?" The words were spoken with the sole intention of hurting her pride, for Rusty would say anything to tear her down now, anything to maintain his upper hand over the nakedly trembling girl.
But from her obscene position on the bed where Rusty had forced her, terror struck deep in Sally's heart. Wasn't it a girl's place to not let other guys fuck her, even if she wasn't being fucked good by her boyfriend? Didn't all those old things about a girl not being supposed to like having a cock in her still hold true somehow, even though they were living in more modern times and they were supposed to be a sexually liberated generation? Didn't she really believe somewhere deep inside her that her hungry young need for cock was bad?
Her mother and even some of the girls at school advocated waiting until you were married ... and she hadn't really even done that! She had been so curious as to what fucking was actually like that she had played with Rusty as though they were married. What's more she had been play-married only two months when she found herself writhing in the arms of her own cousin! Rusty was pawing her naked flesh hungrily now, as though punishing her for these very sins. Well, he's right! she thought bleakly. She had almost committed incest that very afternoon! But, God, how he disgusted her now ... how his hands felt ugly and rough on her body! She wondered how she could ever have liked him!
Rusty peered down at Sally's white, trembling asscheeks, deciding that he would do something that he had never done before. He'd often thought of it though, and as he thought about it now, he bet that hot little redhead cunt next door had been fucked in the ass, and he bet she liked it too ... maybe she had even done it with Sally's cousin Keith! The thought drove him into a frenzy of lustful competition. He'd be damned if he'd let the little bastard be one up on him in that respect!
"Spread your knees wider," he commanded, his heavily pulsating cock bulging with veins that stood out alert on either side of the desire-hardened cock shaft. Leaning over, he slowly and deliberately parted the full cheeks of Sally's rounded ass wider than they would normally go. He heard her moan and then, with a perverse smile playing about his thin lips, he bent forward and licked the small brown opening of her tiny puckered asshole.
"Nnnnnnnnnnoooooooo!" Sally shuddered at the hideous wet feeling back between her asscheeks. It felt cold and strange and singularly uncomfortable.
"What's the matter? I'm kissing your ass, Sally. Isn't that what you wanted me to do?" he joked crudely.
Sally groaned. The very idea that he would do such an obscene thing as lick her asshole made her want to die. But she felt completely at his mercy, not only because he was so much stronger than she and his strong hands held her down to the bed, but because she felt truly guilty, because her own cousin had finger-fucked her and deep down inside she felt that she deserved even this ugliness from him.
Rusty bent forward again and his tongue was flicking teasingly up inside the crevice of her widespread asscheeks. Sally felt more ashamed and embarrassed and somehow more naked than she had ever been. She was conscious of every exposed part of her pale, creamy-skinned body, her tits hanging forward and quivering against the sheets of the bed, her quaking legs and thighs, and the shameful under part of her ... her fuzz-rimmed pussy that pulsed nervously between her fully spread upper thighs.
"Wider!" he ordered cruelly, really beginning to enjoy himself. Rusty withdrew his spearing tongue and peered hungrily at the tight little hole of Sally's ass. The girl's long beautiful legs were spread so far apart that she could feel the pull on the tendons where her thighs joined the moist, fuzz-curled area of her cunt. Then suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her asshole and she realized with alarm that Rusty was worming his finger in back there. His finger was thick and hard and with a sudden sinking feeling Sally knew that he was going to try to push it all the way up into her helplessly cringing little rectal hole. She began to try to wiggle away from him as his finger began to turn in the deep rubbery tunnel of her asshole, sliding steadily and thickly forward and then pulling out and fucking back up inside again with abrupt little jerking motions.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnngggggghhhhh!" Sally bellowed. The pressure was horrible.
"Rusty ... Rusty!!! Please!!! Please!!!!" Sally tried to straighten her knees out so that she could lie down flat on the bed, thinking that perhaps then it wouldn't hurt so terribly much. She just had to get him to stop somehow! But the incensed young boy started pulling her defenselessly quivering asscheeks back up in the air, making her remain in the humiliating kneeling position that forced her vulnerable asshole wide open to his lewd licking and finger-fucking.
"You're my girl and I'll do what I like!" he sneered, getting carried away by the surging sense of power that he felt over his terrified young girlfriend. "I'm gonna fuck you ... fuck you right in this tight little ass of yours ... the one you sit on all day long.
Sally's face paled with fear. "Oh my God!" she cried. "What's happening ... what's happening to him?" Tears ran down her cheeks and into the strands of long golden blonde hair that had fallen forward into her eyes. She was trying now to support herself on her elbows. "Rusty ... Rusty ... no ... don't fuck my ass ... I can't ... I can't!" His obscene words still echoed in her ears, and the young girl's pale naked body trembled uncontrollably. She knew that Rusty was deliberately trying to hurt her as much as possible and the thought was terrifying.
"Amacumaarrrrrghhh!" she screamed as his fingers shoved teasingly deep up into her helplessly spread asshole.
"Say you want it!" Rusty suddenly urged.
"Wh ... what?" Sally asked, not believing her ears.
"Say ... oh darling, please, please fuck me up the ass...." his voice went into a squealing imitation of hers that made Sally cringe.
"I ... I..
"What's that supposed to mean?" Rusty cried. His fingers abruptly slid out with a small lewd sticky sound and Sally's obscenely stretched asshole felt a blissful relief, yet the young teenager felt strangely open and empty back there. Sally cduld feel Rusty's hard stomach pressing up against her trembling asscheeks, as his hands gripped her by the hips, pulling her cringing loins backwards toward him. She thought she would faint when suddenly she felt the hardness of his thickly pulsating cock moving slowly up and down the thin moist slit that stretched from the soft open lips of her pussy upward between her trembling asscheeks to the base of her spine.
"Oh dear lord, let it be over!" she moaned.
"That's not what you're supposed to say!" Rusty said softly, his voice all the more monstrously ominous for its lack of volume. He let his hands roam teasingly all over her legs, her hips, her soft belly ... and everywhere he touched, Sally felt her skin ripple with chills. She whimpered softly, wondering if he would ever be finished with her.
"Fuck me!" she cried, suddenly spitting the lewd words out bitterly. "Fuck me in the ass, you bastard! Fuck me in the ass and make me love it! Make me scream for it like a whore!!!"
Meanwhile, downstairs, completely forgotten by the nakedly stripped young couple, Keith lay stone still, staring at the living room ceiling above the couch. His skin crawled and his mind whirled at the sounds he was hearing from the bedroom.
"Poor Sally," he whispered to himself. "Poor, poor Sally." He felt consumed by a terrible guilt-filled torment. Was it his fault that Sally was in this predicament?
Sally had said that Rusty had been acting really strangely since he had come visiting. Maybe he was jealous of Keith being there in the same house with Sally, or maybe he had sensed what had happened between them. He wanted to run in and rescue his young cousin, to get her away from her boyfriend, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was her business after all. And then he also questioned his motives. Was it because he wanted to fuck her himself?
He lay pondering this, aware of his intense emotions involving this beautiful young teenager, his own cousin. She was a vulnerable, desirable girl. His eyes filled with tears and his fists clenched as he heard the dreadful noises of his cousin and her boyfriend's obscene fucking going on right up the stairs. That son-of-a-bitch, her boyfriend hadn't even had the decency to close the door, so he, Keith, couldn't hear him fucking Sally in the ass!!!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Rusty's heavily throbbing cock slid up to the tiny opening of Sally's nakedly exposed asshole and its huge thickness spread the softly yielding crevice of her milk-white asscheeks wide. Sadistically, and with a determined expression on his sharply contorted features, he began to rock and push, push and rock, working forward all the time, again pulling her helplessly raised young asscheeks back to him so that eventually the smooth rubbery tip of his painfully stretching cock pushed through the tiny puckered outer circle of her asshole with a small, obscene popping sound, spreading the tight elasticity of his terrified young girlfriend's vainly resisting asshole.
"Nnnnnnnnnngggghhhhaaahh!" It was like being impaled from behind by a tree trunk! Sally twisted desperately, trying her best to get away from the searing white pain of her asshole, but Rusty's ass-splitting cock was sinking further and further into the tight, velvety, clasping darkness of her virgin asshole and to the physical pain was added a dreadful shame and humiliation that hurt even more.
"Uuuuuuuuuuughghghghgh!" Sally felt weak and helpless, as though she would never be able to hold up under the terrible burden of Rusty's cruel fucking. She could feel all her insides trying to flee the terrible pressure he was exerting within their moist confines, and she could hear her make-believe young husband begin to moan out lustfully behind her. The hot touching of his greedy hands on her whitely trembling titties made her shiver as he began to knead them with a harsh, steady motion.
The tightly clenching efforts of the innocent young girl's tormented asshole that sought to fart/expel his lewdly skewering cock were causing the wildest, cum-building sensations all along the length of it, and Rusty thought it was the tightest, most exciting little fuckhole his cock had ever fucked up into! It felt every bit as good as he had heard it would, and without further hesitation, he flicked his naked hips forward, feeling his thickly pulsating cock fucking all the way up into the young, helplessly kneeling girl's hot, tight asshole, pushing the smooth, rubbery flesh in tiny rippling waves before it. Sally was shuddering and crying out in undisguised agony. She moaned over and over again, knowing that she would never ever be the same after this terrible splitting of her virginal little asshole. She could feel her cocksplit asscheeks being spread wider and wider by Rusty's cruel young hands. It had been going on forever ... her body, contorted nakedly in the unfamiliar kneeling position, was an almost alien thing to her.
Surely it wasn't really happening to her?
The terrified young teenager's face brushed against the sheets and covers of the bed as she was heavily buffeted back and forth, her cries becoming muffled by the bunched up covers. She wanted to faint, but she was too frightened by the events to lose consciousness for even a moment. Behind her, the teenage boy increased the strength of his fucking into her defenseless asshole. His groans filled her ears, and she felt hatred for him welling up inside her besides the pain, as though he were making it grow with every deeply pummeling fuck into her helpless, cock-filled bowels.
She thought about the whole thing being her punishment as she heard Rusty begin to make lewd comments about her nakedly impaled asshole, and some perverse streak in her sent a spark of masochistic pleasure surging through her nakedly impaled loins, mingling startlingly with the pain. It still hurt, yes, but in an entirely different way. Her confused and tormented brain began to create something beneficial from the pain by way of self-preservation. She was being scourged, purged of her sinfulness, her immoral lust for a finger-fucking by her own cousin. Her playhouse husband didn't fuck her enough. Her duty was obviously to remain pure, not to wickedly fuck herself in the playhouse or to eavesdrop on the hotly fucking couple next door! Certainly she should never have found herself in her own cousin's arms and let him finger-fuck her pussy while he squirted his virile young cum all out over her naked thighs!!!
These distorted, contrite thoughts released a flood of desire through Sally's cock-stuffed asshole, and she began to coo shamelessly as Rusty continued his merciless fucking far up .into her bowels from behind.
Behind her, Rusty sensed the difference immediately. He smiled to himself. She liked it ... she actually liked getting fucked in the ass. The shift of Sally's moon-like asscheeks straining and swaying helplessly up in the air around his hard asshole-impaling cock made him immensely excited, as did the vision of his glistening length of pulsating cock flesh exiting from the tiny ravaged hole of her ass. He let his hands grope under her belly, his fingers finding Sally's widespread, fuzz-rimmed cunt-lips with ease. Then he wormed his middle finger upward into the gaping wet passage of her hungry pussy, pulling backwards on the juicy walls inside as he arched upwards with his deeply penetrating cock.
"Ooooohhhhhhh Ooooahhh! AaaahhhhhH! Oooooooooooohhhh!" Sally let the new feeling wash over her. It was totally unlike fucking in the ordinary way, and her entire body was readjusting to this new kind of pleasure that was filling her hotly trembling cunt and asshole. It was giving her an odd kind of release ... release from the restraint of an ordinary schoolgirl perhaps ... release certainly from the naive and innocent young girl she had been before! Her pleasure was being achieved in spite of Rusty and not because of him, and this thought lifted her spirits and her excitement to even greater heights. You bastard, she thought suddenly. You think that you are fucking me ... but I'm really fucking you!!!
He just didn't give a damn about her. He was using her now just as he had used her before, to fuck as his slave, but if her body was a tool for his pleasure ... then it could be a tool for her too!
"Do it!" she coughed out. "Do it to meeee!" The wildly fucking young teenage boy laughed out loud, an obscene sound that ended in a gurgle as he felt his cum-juice start its irrepressible journey toward the far end of Sally's tightly milking asshole. Her asshole was gripping at his spending cock spasmodically now, and her hot, juicy pussy walls were clinging to and sucking his deeply fucking fingers below. He knew beyond a doubt that his prim little girlfriend was cumming too-she was cumming too!
Sally thrashed beneath him, grinding her teeth and bucking backwards against his rock-hard thighs and belly.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!" she screamed, out of her mind with the desire-draining strength of her wild, titjerking cum. "Spill it into me!!! Fill meeeeee! Fill meeeeee upppp with itttttt!" she gasped.
"Opppppphhhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaaa Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Rusty's scalding cum juice spewed voluminously up through the tightly gripping little hole of his writhing young girlfriend's naked bowels, racing upward with such tremendous speed that she could feel it ricocheting around far up inside her tormented asshole and belly.
"All of it!!!!" she cried, shamelessly. "I want all of it filling my asshole and gushing back out down over my hot little cunt. Oooooh, fuck it to me, you bastard! Fuck it to me good!!!!"
Rusty had told his parents he was staying over at another guy's house for the night so there was no need for him to get up. He lay sound asleep when Sally rose from the rumpled and cum-stained sheets of her bed. She went into the bathroom and drew a warm tub for herself, sitting deep in the soothing water for almost an hour, adding more hot water from time to time to maintain the healing heat around her bruised and sore nakedness. All the while, she felt an almost peaceful feeling inside her as she sorted out the events of the past few days in her mind. She felt saner than she had ever been as she stood up and dried herself with a big fluffy towel.
Carefully she brushed out her long golden blonde hair, as she gazed at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She did not care about the time, because it was the weekend and she wouldn't be going to school. As she tied the clasp of her lavender and red negligee between the deep cleft of her huge tits, she sighed and turned toward the living room. She closed the door softly behind her.
Keith could see her coming toward him. Christ, she's a beautiful hot chick, he thought. So beautiful!
He had lain in the dark warm night, listening first to Sally's intense fucking abuse from her boyfriend, and then just when he had thought his own torment was over along with his pretty cousin's, he had heard Patsy next door. She was in the main house with someone, and as he lay on the couch, Keith could hear their wild fucking through the open patio window. Just at the fever pitch of their lewd noisemaking, Keith was certain that he heard them get up from near the window and move across the room. He heard nothing more, but he could imagine Patsy and her new lover locked cock and cunt together, enjoying each other in a naked embrace.
He cried mostly for himself and for his lost innocence, even though he knew that he really had nothing to cry about where Patsy was concerned. That was just the way she was, and she was lovely like that. He couldn't say he loved her any less for it. But as the softly flowing nightgown of his cousin appeared in the darkness, Keith felt a gladness in his bones. She was coming toward him! Christ, maybe she wanted him to fuck her!
Astonishment and joy mingled in his body as she hovered over him, her sweet composed features surrounded by the softly curling golden waves of her shoulder-length hair. Lying on his back, he looked up at her, already entranced by her proximity. Her scantily clad young tits and pussy seemed all-encompassing as she called his name, and her lips touched his, softly at first. Keith found himself tingling all over. She was letting herself down slowly beside him on the couch, but the upper half of her torso was pressing against him. Her warm, soft tits covered his naked chest, as below the covering sheet his semi-dormant cock rose, and swelled rapidly with each moment of the kiss. His cousin's tongue reached far back into his mouth and his own tongue rose up to hers, mingling inside in a long, slow, torturously defined struggle.
Sally!! he thought, her name exploding in his mind as though it held the clue to the very meaning of life. His searching hands roamed beneath the soft folds of her lavender gown which parted in the middle, and they moved to the large firmness of her white tits. Her kiss was devouring him as he sucked wildly upon her tongue, hearing the loud, wet sounds filling the room.
"I know you want to fuck me, Keith," she whispered into his ear. "And now I want you to fuck me too!" His hands were touching the naked silky skin of her tits. They were huge, and he gave his hands free play between them, toying at length with the dark hardening tips, rolling them in his fingers until she began to croon and squirm softly upon him. His painfully jerking cock was standing rock-like and stiff and he groaned a long, low sound of ecstasy that was echoed and reechoed by his own teenage cousin.
Keith's hands slowly slipped down to Sally's slender waist, and he drew the rest of her warmly naked flesh closer to him until she lay directly next to him en the couch. She pulled at the sheet he had used to make his bed until it covered both their bodies, and beneath it their naked legs entwined.
Keith bent his head and inhaled the delicate fragrance of her softly trembling tits. He wanted so to suck them, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the tender surface of them.
"Yes ... darling ... suck my titties ... suck them ... go ahead!" Keith wriggled down, pushing the full, ecstatically pulsating warmth of them up into his burning face, and the satiny smoothness of them caused his cheeks to glow with desire. He thought he would pass out from the cock-hardening sensation of her billowing tits almost smothering him, and now her tautly protruding nipples poking up into his open mouth. His lips closed gently around the offered button of sensuality and automatically he began to suck with all his might.
A hard burning flame grew between them as Sally began to move her soft, shapely legs slowly up and down against her cousin's. He caught one between his, and forced his thigh in between the moist split of her legs, thrusting his thickly pulsating cock up against her gently trembling belly, and feeling her moistly fuzzed young cunt jerk hungrily up against his balls.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh ... nnnnnnnnnnngggggghh!" she murmured lustfully, turning her thinly clad body against his hot flesh. He had to fuck her soon, Keith realized, and within the second, he pulled his cousin over him, forcing her to spread her long legs on either side of his reclining body. She writhed nakedly on top of him, her softness meeting his lean hardness with a sparking friction everywhere that they touched. Keith's mouth sought hers again, and Sally began to move her belly lewdly against his, feeling the hardness of his heavily throbbing cock against it. Then Keith took hold of his beautiful cousin by the waist, picking her entire body upward ever so slightly, and slowly thrusting her down again after positioning her hotly flooding young cunthole right over his cock. The blunt, wetly glistening head slipped directly between the soft, wet folds of her pussy, moving upward into the soft puffy lips, spreading them wide and fucking up between them into the hot, wet slipperiness of her cunt. Up, up he surged, feeling the womanly creature respond to the almost unbelievable sensations his slowly rising cock was creating in her willingly spread pussy!
"Oh Keith, oh Keith, oh Keith...." she whimpered, over and over. "Ooooooooooooohhhh!" It was better than any fuck she had ever had with Rusty, better than anything she could have fucked herself to with a banana. Her body was ripe and waiting for this tenderness, the complete sincerity that her cousin was offering her. His thickly pulsating cock was one with her passion-drenched pussy, and each thrilling thrust contained a million particles of separate pleasure pack ages. She could feel it well within her, perhaps because they were both concentrating so hard, each upon the other. She felt her hungrily devouring pussy molding to its heavily throbbing contours, sucking on it, milking it, loving it as surely as if she had been touching it with her hands. Her lavender negligee fanned out behind her nakedly gyrating body.
Keith alternated between a steady rhythmic fucking, flicking his hips sharply upward against his lustfully groaning young cousin's lewdly dancing asscheeks so that his pussy-stretching cock pistoned forcefully up into the tightness of her nakedly seeping cunt and a pushing, sliding, staccato motion that surprised her, caught her off guard with each thrust. She was a mass of melting woman-flesh, soft and giving and clinging helplessly to him as he fucked her to more and more pleasure. The hotly gaping mouth of Sally's heretofore unappreciated pussy spread wide before the approach of Keith's speeding cock as it fucked nakedly upward between her trembling legs.
"Oh God ... oh Goddddd!!!" she cried, her white thighs pumping up and down against the young boy's heavily humping hips.
"Christ!" Keith cried, watching her as she flailed and worked above him. Sometimes she was sitting straight on top of him, her hands skittering about his naked shoulders. Other times, she wound her arms about his neck, overcome by the rising thick head of his deeply fucking cock as it slid up against the very end of her greedily milking pussy.
Keith could feel her jerking and twitching around his huge pussy-stretching cock as the final tide of the advancing belly-jerking cum struck her. They both were entering a completely different world, and Sally's tumultuously seething pussy flesh molded and adjusted to the cock of the young boy beneath her, first flaring out as the full impact of her desire seemed to peak and overflow in a torrential rain of pure unadulterated pleasure, and then tightly clenching as his scalding cock-juice spewed out and up, drowning the hot juicy walls of her hungrily devouring pussy with wetness. Her hand grabbed at his hair and she continued to writhe and moan above him as he spewed out his precious cock-juices into her hungrily devouring cunt, and Keith knew that his beautiful cousin was cumming not once, but many times.
"Never ... never!!" she gasped breathlessly, still moving above him. "I-I've never been fucked like this! Oh God, darling, you're fucking me right out of my mind!!!"
CHAPTER NINE
It was the middle of the afternoon when Patsy Martin sat cushioned by the pillows in the corner of her room. She looked across at her new visitors with a bemused expression on her face. The handsome but un-likely young couple had climbed over the back fence and knocked timidly on her door earlier and she had been more than happy to admit them into her back yard bedroom.
They sat locked in each other's arms, shyly glancing at each other from time to time, and Patsy realized that they were completely oblivious of her presence, although they tried to be polite about it.
Sally trembled as she felt Keith's fingers running lightly over her bare arm. She was wearing one of her short summer dresses, but underneath she had not bothered to put on anything at all to cover her tits and pussy. She felt deliciously naked and erotic as the material of her dress touched the tips of her nipples, and the magnetism between her and her handsome cousin was getting stronger rather than diminishing with time. He had brought her there next door to Patsy's not knowing where else to go. Sally had declared she could not stay a moment longer in the same house with Rusty, who still slept on, ignorant of his young girlfriend's wild fuck with her cousin on the living room couch.
Sally smiled gratefully back at Patsy, the young girl she had so hated and resented only a few short hours before. How everything had changed! And for the better, she thought ... definitely for the better. She had no thought for the future, only for the comfort she had found in her cousin's arms. They seemed to give a meaning to life that nothing else so far in her young years had given. They had explained everything to the young redhead, including Rusty's harsh fucking of her in the ass.
"But what are we going to do about Rusty?" Patsy heard the couple whisper to each other. Shortly afterward, she stood up and told them that she was going to leave them alone for a while.
"You two enjoy my pad," she declared. "My bed is your bed! Keith, you know where the grass is," she added with a wicked little wink as she went out the door.
After she had gone, Keith found several neatly rolled joints in the special box that Patsy kept for them. He took one out and lit it, and after taking a puff himself, handed it to Sally. Without hesitating, Sally accepted it. All her previous values had been shattered, she realized, and she would now have to find new ones. She felt open to experimentation, and trusting Keith implicitly she inhaled deeply, holding the blue smoke in her lungs as she had seen Keith do.
"It's nice...." she said slowly, as she felt a sudden euphoric lift. The room seemed to be slanting slightly, but it looked fine that way.
"Isn't it though?" Keith replied, moving toward her, and thinking of the cool nakedness of his young cousin's huge white tits beneath her dress. She really did look ripe for fucking-but then she had looked ripe for fucking ever since he had known her....
Next door in the Jones' house, Rusty had been awakened early by the ringing of the telephone. The caller was one of Sally's friends who had called up to ask if she wanted to go shopping.
Looking around him and suddenly recalling holding her down in front of him and fucking her in the asshole the night before, the teenage boy gruffly answered, "No ... she's sick!" and hung up. He suspected that this time he had gone too far with Sally ... much too far. There was absolute silence in the house, and obviously she hadn't gone to her friend's house. Where was she??? "What the hell made me do that to her?" he won dered out loud as he moved about the house looking for some sign, perhaps a note, telling him where his young girlfriend had gone. He was making all kinds of mental resolutions telling himself what he would do to make up for the wild fuck he had thrown into her in the heat of his anger. He felt a funny sinking feeling in his stomach at the thought that she might not want him back at all and not being here was her way of telling him to go home. What was worse, the memory of her bucking her hungrily milking young asshole back against his obscenely fucking cock, lustfully draining him of the last juices of his cum, set his blood pounding again. She was incredible, he thought. She was more ... much more than he had ever realized. There were depths to her personality that he had never bothered to seek out, and erotically, he had done nothing but scratch the surface of his young girlfriend's wild sensuality.
"What's a horse's ass I am!" he groaned as he hopped into the shower. Soon he would have to go home, his mother would be wondering where he was, but he had some time before then to try and find Sally.
He had already dressed when the doorbell rang.
"Patsy!" he cried. He had almost forgotten all about his brief meeting with the redheaded teenager at his friend's house the night before, and how it had indirectly led him to his harsh treatment of Sally in bed shortly afterward.
"Where's everybody?" he asked. "Are they at your place?"
Patsy stepped into the house and closed the door behind her. "As a matter-of-fact, they are," she replied truthfully.
She was wearing her brightly colored kaftan that reached midway to her suntanned thighs. Her bright coppery hair shone as she smiled sunnily at the bedraggled young man, and let herself drop on the living room couch.
"You look all out of it!" Patsy said, spreading her legs just the slightest bit more than before, so that she was sure that Rusty would be able to see high up beneath her kaftan. She knew that her redly gleaming pussy fuzz would attract his eye, and sure enough it did. He stared at the thin pink slit of her cunt for a long time, his face turning red.
"I ... I'm not feeling so hot...." he said. He wanted to ask the girl if she had seen Sally this morning, but a remnant of his boyish pride kept him from asking her. He wondered what she was doing there on Sally's couch showing him her nakedly spread cunt like that, and, distracted though he was, he could only conclude that she wanted to be fucked silly. He had heard that she liked cock a lot, and last night the idea would have been a lot more tempting to him than it was now. He couldn't stop thinking about Sally though, and he wanted the red-haired teenager to leave.
Patsy could see his dilemma. "I came over to talk to you about a few things," she said. "I bet you don't really know much about women, now, do you, Rusty?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" he growled. Did she know something about him coming into Sally's house and fucking her in the ass?
"Come with me," she said suddenly, and grabbed his hand. "I've got something to teach you about girls."
Puzzled and still slightly angry, he followed her out the back door to the playhouse in the back yard.
"Now stand in front of me," she commanded, as inside she sat down on the soft foam rubber mattress where he had fucked Sally so often.
He followed her command and stood menacingly over her as though ready to slap her. Patsy looked up at him, a wicked little expression on her face.
"See, you're making your first mistake right now. Never get rough with a girl, for one thing!" she said, moving her finger upward. She touched his cock beneath his pants, and saw him jerk backwards away from her, but she reached out both arms and pulled his clothed cock and balls closer to her again, catching him so by surprise that he did not protest. "You won't get any pussy from a girl that way," she continued.
"What?" Her fingers were deftly pulling down his zipped fly, and suddenly they were searching inside to clutch at his painfully jerking cock. She pulled it out with an ease that Rusty could only assume had come from practice, and he looked down at her, his mouth gaping from shock, as the shameless redhead wickedly stroked the heavily throbbing length of his naked cock.
"I'm gonna suck your cock, Rusty," she declared. "Simply because I like to suck the cum out of boys' balls and swallow it while they watch my face."
Rusty's slowly rising cock gave an excited lurch in the teenage girl's hand at her lewd words, and he watched her lean forward, the auburn top of her head moving lower and lower as her tongue flicked out to lick wetly at his naked cock. He could feel wild sensations running through his prick as the girl grasped the heavily throbbing hardness between her fingers, drawing back the soft thin foreskin in a lewd little teasing motion that brought a loud moan from his lips. She continued the gentle skinning back and forth over his heavily pulsating cock. "Feel good fucking my fingers while I lick it?" she inquired, still licking up and down the now wetly glistening shaft. She pushed with her arms and spread his legs still wider as he stood before her. Her face was directly in front of his loins; now her moist, hungry lips hovered closer and closer to the tip of his painfully jerking cock.
She opened her lips and breathed softly against it, allowing her hot breath to flow over the cool tip with a maddeningly teasing heat. Just then there was a loud wail from Patsy's house next door. Rusty's entire body responded to it and he started to say something, but just then the tip of Patsy's hot, saliva-slippery tongue circled the smooth rubbery flesh of the head of his cock. He groaned as she placed her other hand at the thickly throbbing base of his cock where it speared upward from his loins. With a gurgle deep in his throat he reached down with his hands and tangled them in the young redhead's hair, and fucked his cock into her hotly teasing mouth with the strength of a bull. The thick spongy cockhead rammed inside, crushing through her wet lips, between the pearly whiteness of her teeth and the hot, slick saliva of her mouth. It ran the full length of her tongue and imbedded itself far back against the tightly locked entrance of her throat.
Next door, through the thin walls and fence, he could tell that someone was fucking ... she had said that Keith was there ... maybe it was Keith fucking the piss out of one of Patsy's hot-cunted girlfriends. Maybe this hot little cunt would take him over there later and he could fuck the other girl too!
He temporarily forgot about Sally and concentrated on the intense sensation of Patsy's sensually ovaled lips as they nibbled and sucked in teasing little rhythmic undulations all around his heavily throbbing cock.
"Ooooooooooooh, your mouth is like hot melted butter! Like fucking a greased fist! Tighten your lips and suck my prick harder!" he hissed suddenly. He could hear loud groans and cries of fucking from the guest cottage next door now, and the very lewdness of hearing the sounds spurred him on. Nothing like another cunt to make you forget your troubles, he thought briefly as the swirling heat in his body raged through his system. His voice was coarse and thick with passion as he began to command the young girl imperiously, instructing her as to just how he wanted her sucking his cock. Patsy sucked like a demon, swishing her tongue with a vengeance around and around the hugely throbbing cock head, fucking in and out of her tightly ovaled lips.
You prick, she thought, if you only knew who that was getting fucked silly next door. But she had set it up this way ... the perfect trap for his unsuspecting egotism. She sucked to end it now ... to end it soon, her head bobbing and bouncing up and down as she heard the mewling sounds of impending cum that were coming from his throat. He bucked wildly against her, and suddenly he spewed out his scalding white cock-juice between her tightly surrounding lips, pumping until it backfired out again and ran from the edges of her lips in thin white trails of warm, wet cum that dribbled obscenely down over her chin.
When it was over, Patsy wiped her cum-stained lips and looked pityingly up at Rusty. "Like it?" she asked. "Like watching me swallow your cum?"
"Oh, baby, you can bet on that!" he replied flippantly as the quiet of the day was suddenly split by a scream.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhrrrrrrrgggggggg!" The unmistakable sounds of a wild cunt-flaring cum came in strangled grunts and groans from next door.
The young teenage boy's eyes lit up, as he replaced his saliva-drenched cock back in his pants.
"Want to get in on it?" Patsy asked, reading his mind. "She might give you sloppy seconds."
"Sure," Rusty replied eagerly. "She sounds like a wild, hot-to-fuck cunt. I wouldn't mind dipping my wick in that one bit!"
CHAPTER TEN
Young Sally Jones looked up at her cousin's limp, cum-drained cock and felt her flooded pussy clench hotly inward. God, she had to cum again and it was apparent it would be a few more minutes before he could fuck her again.
"Lick my hot pussy, darling!" Sally smiled at him and spread her legs wide so he could look right up inside her cunt. Keith had only sucked pussy once before with his young friend Patsy, and now he felt the heat of his passion rising again, as his exciting cousin asked him to do it again. He parted the softness of Sally's fur-rimmed cuntlips with his thumbs and found his nostrils suddenly flaring from the soft, sensual odor of cock and cunt juices that arose from her nakedly exposed pussy.
He flicked his tongue outward and felt her jerk and quiver slightly as it came into contact with the warmly moist flesh. He licked gently at the hardening little bud of her clitoris snuggled just above the wide-stretched entrance to her hotly streaming cunt where it gave him a sudden sense of power as it brought further quick, sensuous little jerks from her nakedly spread body, and greater groans sifted through her parted lips.
Young Keith pressed his thumbs farther apart, pulling further open the glistening wet edges of the lewdly stretched little pussy slit. His tongue traced a lewd path up and down the tantalizing length of it, searching out all the hidden crevices between Sally's legs as though his life depended on it. He gradually warmed to his erotic task as he became more and more familiar with Sally's hot, hungry cunt, and he felt her breathing become more and more labored. She mewled and cried impatiently above him as he teased and fucked his hot, wet tongue with greater and greater expertise. The young girl's groans and twisting increased until he pressed his head farther forward and thrust his tongue lizard-like into the deep wet hole up between her naked thighs. She gave a long, mournful cry and began to grind her thighs and fuck-starved pussy up against his hungrily working mouth.
Below, his painfully jerking cock hardened even more as he fucked it against the bedspread. The tingling sensation rose deep in his belly as he drove his face into the hot, fleshy cunt that ground upward with persistent wetness against him. He slid his hands down from between his blonde cousin's thighs and cupped them under the smoothly curved whiteness of her asscheeks, beginning to nip gently with his teeth into the soft fleshy folds that surrounded the widening hole of her puffy little cuntlips. The idea that he, young as he was, could give such a beautiful girl such pleasure was vastly exciting to him. And his hotly probing tongue slavered on and on in the seething moistness of her heated pussy, increasing little by little its speed and depth until he had brought his lust-driven cousin to the point of absolute subjugation to the whims of his deeply fucking tongue. The potent weed that they had both smoked had given them an unprecedented energy, and they had been indulging each other's sexual whims for a long, long while when Sally heard a noise. Keith couldn't hear it because his head was so deeply imbedded in the hot, wet slipperiness up between Sally's hungrily beseeching thighs.
There was a small entrance hall into Patsy's guest cottage, and although it was not entirely visible from the bed, Sally could have sworn that someone was standing there. She thought at first that it must be Patsy, but then suddenly the figure burst into full angry view.
It was her boyfriend, Rusty! Rusty was blustering like a bull in the guest room, his face contorted with hideous rage. He had seen nothing at first but the nakedly writhing limbs of the girl on the bed and, between their spread-eagled yawning shapes, Sally's cousin's lewdly moving head. The sight had made his deflated cock spring briskly to life again, at the thought that within moments he might be fucking new pussy, indulging in the same raw pleasures Sally's idiot cousin was enjoying!
But then he had moved further in, past the partition of the entranceway, and he had caught sight of Sally's golden blonde hair. Disbelief had spared him, for a brief second, but then he knew without a shadow of a doubt that it was she ... his own girlfriend, his playhouse bride ... getting her treacherous little pussy sucked off by her own cousin!
Sally moved swiftly, the cunt-throbbing intoxication that she still felt from the powerful grass they had smoked making her head feel clear and lucid. First, she must protect her lover ... and hurriedly she brought him up beside her, just as he was realizing what was going on. Then she placed her nakedness before him as a shield. Her whitely billowing tits protruding huge and proudly before her, her golden blonde hair falling loosely like flower petals around her head and shoulders, she knelt and faced her betrayed boyfriend.
He was spewing out obscenities, raging unintelligibly, coming at them with murder in his heart. But Sally faced him bravely, ignoring her lover's efforts to intervene.
He's my boyfriend, still, she thought. And I've got to face up to him!
"Stop!" she cried in such a weird voice that Rusty paused a second on his terrible journey toward them. He stood poised just at the edge of the couch, glaring fiercely down at his voluptuously naked play wife kneeling there. That second was just enough for Sally and in it she interjected with all the venom that she could muster, "It's my fault! Rusty, do you hear me? I went to him for cock and he gave it to me ... and you know what? Hike it!"
"You ... you ... dirty little whore!" Rusty blustered.
"I don't care what you think of me any more, Rusty, but I do know that if you want to take it out on someone, take it out on me ... remember last night ... Well, here ... do it to me again ... fuck me up the ass good ... come on, fuck my ass good!"
Rusty stared flabbergasted as Sally turned around on the bed, kneeling up and waving her flushed, pinkly trembling asscheeks lewdly in front of him. Rusty paused for a second more, cursing viciously as he tried to figure out just what to do under the strange circumstances. She had thrown him completely off guard, and the events of the past few hours were reeling through his mind like an insane comic film in which he was the starring character.
Suddenly, he began ripping off his clothes, and they scattered throughout the room.
"No ... I" Keith said. "No. Rusty, don't do it! You can't blame Sally for anything!" But Sally was leaning over him, kissing him on the lips so fiercely that he was forced to give up his speech. She clung to the young boy tenaciously, still presenting her whitely trembling asscheeks, with their obscenely raised crevice leading down to the golden blonde cunt fuzz below.
When he saw Sally kissing her own cousin, Rusty exploded again. He was completely naked now and his heavily throbbing cock stood at attention, looking directly at the smoothly curved cheeks of Sally's lewdly upthrust ass. He lunged forward against her and directed his angrily throbbing cock up between the nakedly trembling cheeks of her ass. He let his thickly pulsating cock slide against the puckered little opening that lay in the tightly clenched crevice that separated Sally's creamy asscheeks and grunted with perverse pleasure as he felt his ass-splitting cockhead slipping wetly and with some resistance at first, but nevertheless slipping into her asshole.
"Yeah, I'll fuck you there again!" he cried. "I'll fuck you there!!!"
"Amaaamxmaafffffffoooooooooohhhhhh!"
Sally fell forward against her young cousin, but did not relinquish her kiss as she fondled his hard body and prayed that the pain would not be too much. It was a sacrificial gesture, she knew full well, and one which she hoped would somehow placate her angry boyfriend.
"Cheat on me like a dirty little whore, will you? Take that up your ass and that and that!" he screamed, letting his deeply fucking cock arch high up inside Sally's defenselessly split little asshole.
But Sally only clung that much tighter to her lover, and through her pain began to implore him, "Fuck me, Keith, fuck me at the same time ... that's the only way I'll be able to stand having him touch me at all!"
Keith was only too happy to oblige her. Never had his young ears heard a more perverse cry, and his head whirled with the changes he was being put through. Quickly, he slid down beneath Sally's kneeling body, feeling her being smashed against him with each forceful fuck of Rusty's ass-stretching cock into her wide-split young rectum. He put his arms up and around her, feeling the trembling that the fierce ass-fucking was causing, and hearing her groans of slowly rising ecstasy. Energetically, he pulled as hard as he could, catching the kneeling Rusty behind her slightly off balance so that he fell over and Sally lay positioned on her side next to Keith.
"You fucking son of a bitch ... Rusty growled, his heavily throbbing cock momentarily withdrawn from its tight niche in Sally's asshole. But he fucked it back up inside again with one long smooth stroke. He was lying on his side now, and realizing that he had to go on with it all, and had to see the game to the finish no matter what the consequences. Sally lay sandwiched between the two, hopelessly trapped between two extreme sensations. One, the heavily throbbing pressure that burned inside her cock-stretched asshole, and the other the new feeling of her golden blonde cunt fuzz being parted by the hugely throbbing head of her teenaged cousin's cock. Keith lay facing her on his side, consoling her for the obscene fucking she was enduring behind, as his thickly pulsating cock slithered deeply up into her hotly waiting little cunthold in front. He clasped her around the waist and his mouth automatically sought hers. Sally cried out from the pure joy of his pussy-stretching cock filling her aching, hungrily devouring pussy.
"Oooooooooohhhhhhhh my Goddddddddd!" she screamed. Sally felt the bittersweet sensations of two belly-stretching cocks swirling around inside her. She felt literally as if she had been split into two halves-the one half receiving the sadistic ass-fucking that she deserved for her incestuous fucking, the other getting the loving reward she had known all along she deserved! She writhed in Keith's arms at one moment and at the next bucked fearfully back against the hot fucking of Rusty's relentless ass-splitting cock.
Behind her, Rusty groaned, his anger and desire mounting with each powerful second. He visualized his pretty young girlfriend again lolling in her cousin's arms and even now enjoying his caresses while he was giving her the punishment that she deserved. The fucking little bitch! Yet he felt an odd kind of respect for Sally, a respect that he didn't even understand himself. But it translated itself into a furious desire to fuck his unfaithful teenage girlfriend's nakedly quivering asshole to a wildly screaming cum. Her hotly quivering asscheeks were being ground and pummeled by his loins as he fucked and skewered wetly up into the tightly gripping asshole of the young blonde teenager.
Sally moaned in anguish, holding to Keith's neck for dear life. She had never felt anything remotely resembling this incredible dual fucking she was getting from the two teenagers. On the one side her asshole was being ceaselessly filled ... she was totally and obscenely impaled from both sides and she herself had requested it. She could feel Rusty's loins pressing into her from behind as he strained himself forward, fucking his ass-splitting cock ever forward and upward between her helplessly trembling asscheeks, while in front, the hairless base of her lover-cousin's cock spread her hotly steaming pussy lips so that they were open to their utmost width as he fucked persistently up into the wide open slit of her cunt. Both of her hungrily devouring feminine openings were being filled and fucked from the front and from the rear and it occurred to her, through the haze of her tumultuous mind-wandering, that she had never been so wanted ... so desired, than at this very moment. Two boys wanted to fuck her ... were struggling for her, each in his own way, and she was receiving the throbbing hardness, the lust thickened cock of each of them!
Sally's sensation-filled clitoris rubbed unmercifully against the hairless loins of the strong young boy in front of her, and gigantic waves of pain vibrated through every fiber of her body as she felt Rusty's thickly pulsating cock fuck deeper and deeper into her grotesquely stretched asshole. But her cousin's hands worked hungrily at her whitely trembling tits, and he muttered phrases of endearment to her, reminding her of their previous fucking, of the things that they had done and said to each other.
"Jesus!!!" Rusty grunted behind her.
"I'm gonna cummmmm!!! Fuck your tight little asshole back, you hot bitch ... fuck it back!!!"
Furiously, Sally caught on to her teenage cousin's hair, as deep in her cock-filled young pussy a spark grew and doubled upon itself. Her head flung back, her long blonde hair covering Rusty's straining features behind her; mouth open and gaping, eyes rolling back in their sockets, she began to cum against the two of them as she felt their combined flood of cock-juice spewing out hotly up into her, each in a separate orifice of her nakedly impaled body.
"Ooooooohhh God!!!" she hissed urgently. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" The two boys, overwhelmed by her response, squeezed and fingered at Sally's tender, sweet-slickened flesh, united in spite of their rivalry in a common bond of pure cunt-and asshole-fucking lust.
The final orgasmic convulsions of the lewdly fucking trio were closely observed by the red-haired Patsy as she stood silently and unnoticed beside the couch. She had seen a lot in her teenage years, she realized, but nothing to quite rival the wild fucking scene that was taking place right there on her own bed. She wondered if she herself had somehow been the start of it all, since she had befriended Keith that fine day in the park, and things hadn't stopped happening since then!
She had long since stripped off all of her clothing, highly aroused as she was by the lustfully gyrating teenage boys with their formerly prim young captive fuck.
Patsy's hands roamed down between her own thighs as she felt the definite signals from her copper-fuzzed pussy, begging for a cum of some sort to match the wild, threeway fucking that was taking place on the large bed in front of her.
Four hands kneaded at Sally's trembling tits at one point, then four hands pulled at her whitely quivering asscheeks. Rusty flicked at her hotly straining pussy from behind and the two teenage boys' hands met more than one time on the slippery, passion-drenched flesh of the blonde-haired girl between them. Patsy watched their cums build and build until she could hardly tell which was which, and she could hardly stand it any more. How could Sally take the two wildly fucking cocks? she wondered, as her fingers plied the hotly gushing pussy flesh between her nakedly trembling cunt lips.
"Oooooooohhhh ... I love you, you little bitch!" Rusty cried at last, falling as though struck dead against his young girlfriend's pierced asscheeks, the last of his white-hot cum-juice spreading up inside her burning asshole. His cum-swollen balls smacked hard against the underside of her asscheeks and with a last jerking tremble enervating him, he pressed tightly against her. Exhausted and dazed, he let himself fall away from her heated nakedness. He needed to breathe, and he gasped hungrily for air, his lungs aching from the strain of his fucking. But a voice behind him said softly, "You're not getting away that easy, sweetie!" and he turned to see Patsy sinking down to the floor, a spark of desire consuming her big blue eyes as she reached out hungrily for his now cum-drained cock.
Sally sighed as she felt the relief that spread through her well fucked asshole as Rusty's impaling cock slipped out. Yet something about its exit made the slender softness of the hot, slippery walls of her cock-stretched cunt cling all the more to her cousin's deeply fucking cock which lay in a half erect state high within her moistly throbbing pussy. She ground her hips forward and jiggled against the boy's naked body and felt herself cumming again, this time in a different way ... not so acute and powerful, but peacefully ... oh so blissfully.
"Keith ... I" she moaned softly. "Ooooooohhhh Keith!"
When next the two cousins looked up it was to investigate the shaking and trembling of the floor beneath them. They were both completely surprised to see Patsy and Rusty on the guest room floor, totally immersed in a contorted position that it seemed they might have to be pried out of! Rusty's mouth was hungrily locked to Patsy's hotly streaming pussy, and Patsy's mouth was feverishly enclosing Rusty's deeply fucking cock. They lay curled on the floor at the foot of the bed, completely oblivious of anything but each other's hungrily devouring cock and cunt. It was an exciting show for Sally, as she watched her ex-boyfriend and the redheaded girl writhe nakedly against each other, but she noticed it only seemed to increase her appetite for her slender young cousin there on the bed beside her. They liked each other and smiled as the duo before them on the floor changed positions, and Rusty began a wild fucking into the heated depths of the young redheaded girl's hotly devouring pussy. Patsy's legs locked tight around the teenager's back as she cried lewdly out to him.
"That's it! Fuck it nice! That's it! Fuck it deep! Ooooooh ... Oh ... Oh ... Oh!!"
It was only much later that Sally and Keith playfully joined in with the other couple, and the four teenagers experimented far into the night with new positions and combinations of their nakedly jerking cocks, cunts, assholes and lips.
Sally even found it pleasant for her pussy to be sucked by the other girl, while the two teenage boys watched with lust-filled eyes, and then each of them, both she and her redheaded neighbor, had had their devouring pussies stuffed to completion first by one boy's thickly throbbing cock, and then the other. Their naked bodies gave them surcease from the bitter personality struggles they would otherwise have encountered, and when finally it seemed to be the time to rest, they all felt curiously refreshed in spirit, if not in body.
Rusty was the first to stand. The two young men shook hands and acknowledged each other in an entirely new light. Rusty searched out his clothing and then reached out his hand for Sally.
"Let's go back to your house, darling," he said tenderly.
"I am not going home, Rusty," Sally replied sweetly. "I'm going to stay here with Keith and Patsy until you've gone. Then Keith and I have made our own plans!"
There was absolute silence in the room. Sally had conferred with neither Keith nor Patsy about her decision; in fact she had made it up on the spur of the moment. Confident that it would be all right, she knew that she and Keith would be happy wherever they were and whomever else they were fucking with!
"But you're welcome to visit any time," Patsy added, trying to soften the blow. Stunned, Rusty put on his clothes and left the house without any further words. What had he done wrong? he wondered as he walked out.
Oh well, what the hell ... he thought. It was great playing house with Sally while it lasted, but she's not the only cunt in school. I can fuck all of them I like now....
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was several days later and, having decided to run away together, the boy and girl stood happily in the bright sunshine at the entrance to the freeway. They were dressed almost exactly a-like, in tight jeans and sweatshirts. But Sally's full young hips and nakedly thrusting tits beneath her thin shirt were immediately apparent to the first car that stopped for them. The sign that they held read "San Francisco" in big printed letters, for that was their first stop as they headed north. They smiled at each other as tenderly as ever as the big Lincoln Continental stopped, and the electric window whirred softly down on their side. It was air-conditioned inside, and a pretty, middle-aged, redheaded woman smiled out at them in a charming manner.
"Hop in, kids. I'll take you all the way to the city."
Sally and Keith jumped in the back seat, lugging their small bags in with them. The car started up again so quietly that they weren't really sure they were moving at all.
"Do you kids drink whiskey or smoke grass?" the redhead asked. As she said this she passed back over her head a flask and two marijuana joints. "I like to journey slowly and comfortably. And I do hope that you are not in a hurry!" she purred.
Keith and Sally accepted both offers and could hardly contain their excitement at their good fortune. And from the way Sally felt a hot, wet tingle between her legs, she could tell that this was going to be a leisurely journey indeed.
"I think she wants me to fuck her," Keith whispered confidentially to his pretty companion.
"Who wouldn't?" Sally replied. "But then, look at her, don't you want to fuck her too? You've never fucked an older woman before ... and I could watch your cock going into her and really get turned on!"
Later that evening, after the three of them had stopped for dinner at the Paso Robles Inn and then taken a room together all at the woman's expense, they stripped naked and prepared for bed.
Rhona Wills, looking at young Sally Jones stripped nude in the motel room, decided she would love to try making it with her. Sally's full, firmly rounded young titties were almost as large as her own. They were much firmer, with the rich pink nipples pointing straight ahead, and not slightly down, like the pale pink nipples of Rhona's tits. The soft little fuzz covering Sally's pussy lips was in direct contrast to the lush copper cunt hairs covering Rhona's.
Keith had excused himself for a minute, having to make a hurry-up call to nature. So they waited for him, Sally sitting in the middle of the bed, her knees curled under her, while Rhona stood at the foot of the bed and longingly gazed at the blonde girl's body.
God, the older woman thought, look at the way her body curves. What's the matter with me? Why am I getting turned on looking at a woman? I love cock. I love to be. fucked, and to suck, and to ... oh hell! Little Sally looks so sweet and luscious there, I can't help it. I'd love to fool around with her pussy before her boyfriend gets back.
In her previous lesbian experience, Rhona had gone to bed with a bull dyke she'd picked up hitchhiking, and when she reflected on it, she realized the experience hadn't been much different from being with a man, except the dyke didn't have a cock. She'd had a dildo which she had judiciously used on Rhona, and the redhead had cum, but it hadn't been as much fun as a real cock fucking her. The only fun she'd had that whole evening had been a sixty-nine, where she'd had an opportunity to understand why a man was so fascinated with a woman's naked pussy. She had eagerly licked the lesbian's cunt while her own had been all but devoured by the other girl.
Rhona was willing to bet the lovely teenager had never had her pussy licked by another female. That meant she, Rhona, would have to take the lead. It would undoubtedly be a delicious, cunt-shattering experience while the young boy watched.
"Hey," Sally said to her, breaking into her train of thought. "Since you were so nice to buy us dinner and everything, and since we're waiting for Keith, can I get you something or do something for you?"
Yes, the older woman thought. You can do something for me. You can lie down right there and open those luscious thighs and let me sink my face into your beautiful young pussy. Aloud, she said, "No thanks, Sally. I'm all right."
"Come sit on the bed with me," the young girl invited, holding a hand out to her.
Rhona walked over, her gigantic white tits bouncing from side to side, and she sat on the bed, crawling across it so she was next to Sally. Without realizing it, she reached out and cupped the fullness of the young blonde's tits, and she said in a low voice, "Sally, don't get angry, but I'd like to play with your titties and pussy a little."
Sally was a little surprised, but she had been so turned on from the thought of watching her cousin Keith fuck this beautiful older woman, she figured, why let any time go to waste. Aloud, she said, "Why not, Rhona. Even if I weren't on the Pill, there's no way another woman could get me pregnant. I've never done anything like this before, but I think it'd be a lot of fun to try it."
"Kiss me," the redhead whispered in a soft voice.
Resting her fingers lightly against Rhona's bright red cunt hairs, Sally put an arm around her shoulders, pulling the older woman closer. Her ripe, full lips were relaxed and expectant as they neared the beautiful face of her new friend. She noticed Rhona's mouth was moist and pursed, waiting to be kissed. The young girl was as anxious as Rhona, and she was almost taking the lead.
"Yes," she said, her voice almost a whisper. "Kiss me too, Rhona."
The older woman's mouth pressed itself against Sally's and the two were suddenly clutching one another, with Sally's fingers trying to press up between Rhona's thighs, and the redhead's hand pressing into Sally's soft young cunt while her other arm was wrapped around the trembling girl. There was a torrid, sensuous exchange of tongues, each struggling slipperily against its counterpart for the first right of fucking into the other's mouth.
Sally sighed and gasped without once removing her lips from those of the older woman, or easing her caressing embrace. She squirmed until she was horizontally stretched out on the bed, pulling the heavily breathing redhead against her. Her thighs spread themselves wide apart, giving Rhona's hand better access to her naked young pussyhole. She was eager to learn what would happen next, deciding to give total control of the situation to the much more experienced older woman.
The bed was wide, giving the two nakedly writhing females total freedom of motion. The huge young tits of the youngster rubbed against the monumental mountains of the older woman as they pressed their fingers against each other's wetly flooding cunt.
"Ooooooh. Sally," Rhona whispered. "You're stunning. You're a beautiful young kid." And she lowered her face, burying it between the blonde's naked tits, discovering the thrill of soft feminine flesh against her face. Yes, she could understand just why men went crazy for a woman's tits. Now she felt more proud than ever of her own gigantic ones.
Her fingers were rubbing deep into Sally's widespread cunt, teasingly rubbing and massaging it. She could feel the hot slippery wetness all over her fingers, and the heated young cunt-juice only thrilled her that much more.
"Oh Christ! Oh Rhona ... Godddddd!!!" Sally mewled. "I can't stand it, I can't stand it. Do something for me. Don't go on teasing me like this."
Rhona looked up at her gasping young hitchhiking friend, her eyes twinkling with delight, knowing she was able to affect the young girl this way. She seemed pleased to see the distorted features of the blonde contorted by her desire to have her pussy licked crazy.
"You're really hot to have your cunt sucked," Rhona whispered. "God, are you hot to have it tongue-fucked!"
"Yes, yes," Sally groaned. "Oh Godddddd! Help me! Do it to me!"
"Want to feel something in that sweet pussy of yours?" Rhona teased. "I could always put my tongue in there and fuck it around up inside."
"Yes-" the young girl groaned. "Yes, yes, yes."
"You really need my tongue fucking it, don't you, Sally? Say it."
"I need it," Sally murmured. "I need it fucking my hot pussy!"
With a motion reminiscent of her own previous lesbian affair, the redhead raised her face and began kissing the youngster's voluptuous mouth again, while her fingers began playing with her nakedly trembling young tits, kneading the solid flesh, tweaking the sensitive nipples. She kissed her with far greater tenderness than she'd ever given any man, leaving the sensation of lightly fluttering moth wings on the girl's face as her eyelids tickled Sally's eyelids, and her temple brushed Sally's temple, and her cheek warmed Sally's cheek.
God! Rhona thought to herself. This time it's as different from that last time with a woman, as it is different from being with a man. This time it's beautiful. This time it's really enjoyable. Oh God! This might be her first experience with the young girl, but she knew if she could talk the youngsters into visiting her awhile in San Francisco, they would be sucking each other again and again.
Young Sally's eyes suddenly popped open as she felt the older woman's mouth slowly start nibbling down her body. The gorgeous redhead's lips were kissing her ribs, almost as if counting them, and then her tongue was pressing against her slightly rounded little belly, pausing only to bore wetly into her navel and make her writhe and groan beneath her all the more.
The nakedly groaning older woman licked as if there was a honeyed sustenance inside the tiny puckered belly button, lapping madly into it, while the rich, warm scent of the young girl's hotly flooding pussy, just a little lower, seemed to be calling to her. Rhona inhaled deeply, filling her nostrils with the sweet, wonderful fragrance, intoxicating her with its mesmerizing delightfulness.
Sally lay perfectly still, waiting, tenderly caressing the redhead's soft shoulders and upper back, while at the same time using her palms to push the older woman's head lower as her cunt throbbed excitedly below.
Young Sally's mind was reeling with wonder. She still couldn't figure out how she had allowed herself to become involved in something like this. Nice girls weren't supposed to play around with other girls' pussies. Her mother had told her that a long time ago. But she wasn't a tiny little girl any longer. She was a full-grown, well-fucked young woman, capable of making her own decisions, and she realized she was enjoying this. So it would be foolish of her to close her mind to it. The woman loving her wasn't some stranger or someone who didn't care for her. This was Rhona Wills, her new best friend that she'd known for hours. Her inner self was tearing itself to blistering bits as hot flashes exploded in her brain and cunt below. She had to stop thinking in the moldy, old-fashioned way. She had to come to accept the fact that nothing was perverse if the participants all enjoyed it. And there was no doubt she was enjoying it. She wanted a tongue in her cunt right now like she'd never wanted anything else.
"Lick me!" Sally begged. "Lick my hot pussy, Rhona!"
The sound of the young girl's voice pleading to have her cunt licked surprised not only Sally but Rhona as well. Sally had seemed like such a shy, demure girl when she had picked her and the young boy up in her car this afternoon. She had never thought she would get her stripped naked and begging to have her cunt tongue-fucked this way.
Her own cunt flooding wetly at the thought, the voluptuous redhead's hand slithered up the full torso of Sally's lissome body, and her palm again cupped warm soft tit-flesh that seemed to be aching for attention. She squeezed the tender nipple gently.
Even as her fingers continued toying with the nipple, she felt the overpowering hunger for the young girl's naked cunt race through her body. Her face was drawn to the thin blonde fuzz up between her legs. The soft opening and closing slit seemed to be winking at her in the low light of the motel room, urging her forward. She leaned forward, pressing her nose into the soft, wetly pulsing flesh, deeply inhaling the soft feminine aroma before her tongue suddenly flicked out from between her lips to lick hotly up between her thighs. Warm slippery cum-juice greeted her, and she sucked it hungrily into her mouth, swallowing it, then saying, "I like it when you're like this. God, Sally, your cunt's nice and wet, really wet."
In a hungering lust, the older woman used her free hand to spread the youngster's soft puffy pussylips, using her thumb on one side and her forefinger on the other side. Her tongue fucked up inside, lapping at the warm, pink walls, then moving around, reaching up for the shuddering pink nub extending itself from the apex of her naked young pussy split. The rich, lubricious cunt taste thrilled her, and she sucked hungrily, relishing every little drop she could lick from within.
"Ummmmmmmm," she sighed, sucking the warm, juicy little hole between her thighs, licking into it, and teasing her tongue against the hotly shuddering little clitty. "Good pussy! Mmmmmmmm! Good pussy!"
The tightly gripping vise of Sally's thighs had clamped around the older woman's neck, but she didn't feel in the least restrained. Sally felt her nakedly spread young asscheeks hit the bed, then bounce up, grinding her hot, wetly flooding cunt into Rhona's face as the redhead used her tongue to fuck ever deeper. She could feel by the young teenager's movements, that she was trying to force her clitty hard against her tongue. Her own clitoris was throbbing hotly and she wished the boy would hurry up out of the bathroom and join them. God! She needed some relief herself. As if to accent her need for satisfaction, she began nipping hungrily on Sally's erectly pulsing clit.
The young girl felt the older woman's teeth nibbling on her highly sensitive young cunt lips. There was slight pain, but with the pain came a feeling of overwhelming lust and desire no boy had ever been able to bring out of her. Keith had fucked her good the night before, making her suck cock and enjoy it. He had licked her nakedly spread pussy for a while, and his licking had been better than Rusty's tongue in her, but it hadn't begun to compare to what this older redhead was doing to her now. She seemed to be able to distinguish each different tooth nipping at her clit from the others. Their edges felt like sharp little tongues of cuntsearing flame, and all she could do was groan out her delighted enjoyment.
Young Sally began desperately to grind her nakedly split cunt higher in a rapid tempo of thrusting, upward motion. The redhead's tongue was fucking ever deeper into the thin, vertical mouth of her hotly juicing young cunt and at one point Sally thought she could feel the tip reaching all the way up into her very belly. Desperately anxious to keep the older woman's face between her thighs, she gripped her coppery red hair, forcing her face ever tighter into her nakedly gripping young pussy, weaving her fingers through the soft red strands until her nails were digging into Rhona's head.
"Oh Jesus!" Sally was wailing. "Oh great God!" she gasped, feeling the way the other woman's tongue slithered in and out of her hotly steaming little cunthole, pausing on each outward move to lick teasingly at her ecstatically shuddering clitoris. "It's too much! It's too much! Gonna cum! Oh God, can't ... uhhhh ... take ahhhh ... much more ... unghhh ... "
Young Keith Jones, after using the bathroom, decided to take a quick shower. He soaped his entire body down, paying especial attention to his cock, balls and asshole, and rinsed off. After drying himself off with a clean towel, he stepped out of the bathroom and started back into the bedroom of the motel. Standing in the doorway, he was both delighted and surprised by what he saw. He walked around one side of the bed, then the other, enjoying watching the cunt-grinding effect their older benefactress was having on his young cousin.
At that moment, Rhona had her lips oval ed and locked tightly to the small puffy lips running all the way around Sally's little pussyhole. Her tongue was licking the hotly flowing juices out of his cousin's nakedly spread cunt, pausing only to tease her ultra-sensitive little clitoris each time. There was no way Sally could have pulled away from the red-haired woman, though there was no desire on her part to do so. Her expertly swirling tongue would sink its entire length up into the liquidly heated depths of the young blonde's hotly simmering cunt, then withdraw again, licking out a whole new quantity of hot, liquid pussy nectar. And as she swallowed it, she would use her tongue to lap at her wildly shivering little clitoris, titillating it almost to the point of cumming. Almost, not quite.
Her beautiful face glistening wetly with cunt-juice, Rhona Wills was loving what she was doing, even though her own cunt was becoming more and more heated by the second, and flooding hotly up between her thighs.
The young teenage blonde rolled wildly on the bed beneath her, moaning and crying for more tongue in her cunt. Keith stared at her, remembering how delightful her hot young cunt had been the previous nights. God! She had really been something to fuck. And she had really taken to cocksucking, too. Imagine, he had fucked his own cousin's mouth and she had gulped down his hotly spewing cum as if she hadn't eaten for a week.
Now he eyed all one hundred and twenty pounds of Rhona Wills' thirty-five-year-old body. And it appeared at least twenty of those pounds were concentrated in her hugely dangling tits. At this point, the voluptuously naked redhead was kneeling half on the bed and half over the side. Her knees were on the floor, with her smooth white asscheeks bobbing up and down, countering her moves as she lapped hungrily between Sally's widespread thighs.
The sweetly pungent odor of hotly flooding pussy juices reached the boy's nostrils, and he realized it was twice as strong tonight. There were twice as many pussies. Yeah, oh yeah. This would be the first time in his life he would fuck two women at the same time, and he was really going to enjoy himself. He was going to fuck it to every tight little hole they had. Wow!
He bent down and sniffed at the older woman's hotly grinding cunt for a moment, but his sniffs went unnoticed. Her head was locked tight between the younger girl's thighs, and she was unable to hear anything, anyway. And Sally was too busy enjoying the older woman's tongue-fucking of her cunt to notice him.
Keith was one of those kids who had fantasized fucking just about every older woman or young girl he'd ever seen. The moment he saw them, his mind undressed them, then spread their legs under him, where he mentally fucked them crazy. And now, here he was with these two fabulous cunts, one older, with lush copper pussy hairs, one young, with a soft, almost clean-shaven appearing pussy, and he could forget his dreams for a while, letting them make way for this marvelous reality.
His young cousin turned her unseeing eyes in Keith's direction, and her mouth was wide open, as if she wanted to shout something. The boy felt hotter and hotter as he watched Sally's hands go to her huge naked titties, where she dislodged the one hand the redhead still had there, and proceeded to hungrily massage her own nipples with her palms. The nipples seemed to get longer and harder and the youngster found himself fascinated with the way her rolling palms seemed to affect the grinding of her cunt up into the older woman's beautiful, cunt-juice covered face.
Looking at Rhona, he could see she was excited in one hell of a lot more places than her mouth. He noticed she had one of her hands cupped up between her naked thighs now, fucking a finger in and out of her hotly steaming pussy. Wow, that was as good a place as any for him to start fucking!
Like a hungrily stalking young wolf, Keith approached the older woman's nakedly moving asscheeks, staring down wide-eyed at the smoothly curved moons that had caught his attention when he'd first walked back into the bedroom. His hands touched her hips, and her body began wiggling even more. A hand reached out and touched his thigh, and then the hand ran down to his knee, and up to his balls. He looked at the white, stretched skin of the older woman's ass and decided it was just as nice as his young cousin's. He caressed the smooth, cheeky flesh, feeling the silken smoothness, enjoying its giving beneath his hungrily roaming fingers. God! What a beautiful big ass. It really fired him up to fuck.
Parting the luscious naked globes, he had a good look at her thin, vertical, inner pussy slit. Then, reaching forward with his left hand, he fucked two fingers into the coppery-furred little hole. Her thighs parted all the more widely, making it easier for him to finger-fuck her as she ground her hips backward, maneuvering hungrily against his fingers with the movement of her loins.
With his other hand, the lusty boy searched up under her thighs and felt for her clitoris. He found it almost instantly. It was longer than the clits of the two young girls he had been fucking lately, poking out" as it did from the apex of her cuntlips. And it was as hard as a wet, slippery marble. He pinched it none too gently as he fucked a third finger into her hot little pussyhole. The redhead's body jumped when his thick, knife-like fingers drove into the hotly squeezing depths of her lust-slickened cunt. But she made no sound, not even a little squeal as her mouth continued working hungrily against the girl's hotly throbbing pussy.
The youngster's cock seemed to telescope out of his groin. He rubbed it into the soft, smooth crevice of her ass, tempted to fuck it up into her tight little asshole. He hadn't done that with Sally the night he and Rusty had double-fucked her. It would have been something new for him. But no, he wouldn't yet. Instead, he pressed his heavily throbbing cock high up between her full thighs so its entire length seemed to run tinglingly along the pulsating split of her nakedly spread cunt. Each time the older woman ground her asscheeks back in his direction, he teased his cock through her cunt groove, rubbing the smooth rubbery head against her hotly vibrating clitoris, hinting it wouldn't be long before he fucked it up into her.
The hotly panting older woman could feel the teasing motion of his boyish cock, and she wanted to curse the youngster. God! Let him fuck it in! She could feel it sliding back and forth, back and forth, making her thighs open and close with the rhythm of her lewdly moving body. Her nakedly raised asscheeks slapped hard back against his thighs, and streams of his lubricant dripped down her ass-crevice, into her pussy-slit, mingling with her own cunt-juices, oiling the piston-like prick as it slithered against the outside of her now wetly gushing pussyhole.
Once in a while Rhona's nose would be painfully scrunched against young Sally's pubic bone which the girl was grinding desperately upward. Rather than try to contain the young blonde's movement, the older woman used her hands to part her hungrily grinding thighs all the wider and backed away just the tiniest bit so the elastically stretched ring of her tight little cunthole no longer enclosed part of her face. Then, with the tip of her wetly lashing tongue, she continued licking the highly sensitive little nipple of her clitoris.
Still pumping her ass back with rhythmic cadence, Rhona misjudged her movement once, and the boy's cock, instead of sliding up between her thighs against her pussy slit, slipped up and pressed against the tiny brown pucker of her asshole. Keith had rammed forward so hard, the cock actually pushed the tightly locked sphincter open. But the youngster didn't want to fuck her in the ass at that moment, so he popped it back out and slipped it back against the hotly dribbling pinkness between her cuntlips.
Sally's eyes, which had been in a daze, seeing nothing, suddenly came into focus. Her face was all flushed with her exertions, and she first became aware of her cousin's presence. She grabbed two pillows and forced them under her head, raising it so she could see part of what was happening, though it wasn't much with the nakedly kneeling older woman blocking off most of the view.
The young blonde's thighs, which were stretched wide apart to accommodate the redhead's face, now shifted a little as she ran one foot up and down Rhona's back, feeling the ridge-like line of her spine. Reaching down as far as her foot could go, her sole felt the warmth of another body; her cousin's body.
The touch of his flesh against the bottom of her foot seemed to touch something off inside her, and her eagerly grinding young cunt began exploding into a series of mini-orgasms. God! This was wonderful. Was there anything better in the whole world? She had cum more times in the past week than in all her previous life.
"Uuuuunnnnggggghhhhhhh!" she grunted, shaking again and again, her voice a pathetic groan of long, drawn-out, dried-up hoarseness. "Mmmmmmmmm!" she gasped, her tongue feverishly licking at her lips as her fingers squeezed hotly at her nakedly bobbing tits, and continued rubbing the mound of her belly as well. "Yesssssss!" she groaned as another tiny cum hit her tongue-filled cunt. "Oh God, yessssss!"
Keith, looking at the wetly sweating bodies of the two naked women, felt more hungry than for anything in his life. He began gasping for air, not being able to pull enough into his lungs. The sight of the two of them nakedly entwined made him breathless. His face flushed. Large, shining drops of perspiration fell from his handsome young features.
Now he had four fingers fucking into the nakedly kneeling older woman's cunt as he pulled his cock back and wormed his entire hand, but for his thumb, into her. He jammed into the tight, hotly oozing fissure and began a sadistic probing to which she responded even more energetically as she pounded her ass whorishly back against his wrist.
With his fingers still pressed into her tight vagina, the youngster wanted to see how it looked, and so lowered himself until his head was lower than her nakedly moving asscheeks. He saw the way his four cunt-rummaging fingers fucked deeply into her wide-stretched pussyhole. But he also saw the tiny puckered circle of her tight brown asshole, opening and closing with each forward and backward movement. He licked at the smooth fleshy crevice of her ass, tasting the saltiness of her perspiration. He could also taste the sweetness of her hotly flooding cunt-juices that escaped around the edges of his deep-sunken fingers. And then the painfully heavy throbbing of his virile young cock reminded him it needed action.
Withdrawing his fingers from her wide-split pussy, he kneeled behind her and adjusted his throbbing cock, aiming it at her tight little cunt. He wanted to fuck into her sleek, copper-furred pussy dog-style. Hell! His cock might not be as long as a grown-up's, but from this angle it would feel big enough. And even if he came, he'd have enough strength for one, perhaps two more orgasms, and he'd shoot each of them in a different hole. So he pressed the head of his eagerly waiting cock to her vagina entrance. He did it slowly at first, rubbing the tip of it back and forth a couple of times as he'd done a few moments earlier, and then, when he felt the hotly throbbing head was oiled enough, he pointed, aimed, and suddenly slammed his hard cock all the way into her hot depths with one long, smooth stroke.
He's in, the redhead thought, overjoyed to have his boyish young cock fucking her at last. Oh thank God! He's in!
The pain in the bridge of her nose made her realize his wicked thrust had hurled her face against the young blonde girl's cuntbone again. Her lips sucked leechingly on Sally's hotly swollen little slit, sensing the youngster was even more sensitive there than most females.
Flooding lubrication continued pouring out to fill her mouth, giving her near-virginal young cunt a continually delicious feminine flavor. Rhona sucked and lapped, continuing to drain what she could from Sally's openly spread little pussy, glad of this experience. Had she not picked up these two young cousins hitchhiking this afternoon, it was possible she would have gone through life without enjoying another lesbian experience, and that would have been a shame.
Young Sally's insistent hands pressed down on the older woman's head all the harder, and she gasped, "I'm ... uhhh ... going to ... ahhhh ... come ... ohhhhhh ... arrgghh ... unngghhh ... Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhhhh!"
Sally's thighs wrapped themselves around the redhead, pressing the older woman's face tighter into the hot, succulent depths of her cunt. Sally spasmed again and again, humping her cunt up repeatedly as she spurted gush after gush of hotly flooding cunt-juices into the woman's face.
Rhona suddenly found herself suffocating in the wildly exploding depths of a hot young vagina. She was unable to breathe until the youngster suddenly broke her thigh-hold and rolled away, bouncing up and down on the bed like a broken rag doll.
Keith gripped the redhead tightly around the thighs and hauled her body up to the bed, making her rest her knees on the mattress as he stood behind her, pumping and fucking his solid young dick hard into her desire-tormented depths. He smacked his thighs solidly against her asscheeks, and in reaching out for something to hold on to, Rhona grabbed Sally's huge young tits. Sally gasped, and at first wanted the older woman to let her go while she finished enjoying the final dying throes of her belly-bursting cum. But the redhead held firm, and Sally realized she was enjoying her climax all the more because the woman's palms were rubbing hotly at her nipples.
Even as her cum slowly faded from her, Sally realized she would have to do something to help the beautiful older woman achieve her own satisfaction. Wriggling her body around so her head was toward her, she slowly slid under the slavishly kneeling woman, feeling her heavy tits beat at her face and body as she forced herself further and further up beneath her. Her lips pressed into the woman's belly as Rhona continued moaning and groaning to the way Keith was fucking his heavily throbbing young cock into her tightly gripping cunt. Sally kept pushing herself further beneath until her face was directly under Rhona's cunt, and she could see the way her cousin's thick young cock fucked into her again and again. Christ! Even though she'd just gotten over a cum, the sight of the slickly fucking cock moving in and out of the tightly gripping pussy made her hot to fuck all over again. Reaching up, she pulled the other woman's body down to hers, letting her tongue dance across her clit, and at the same time letting her upper lip rub the bottom of her cousin's hard cock each time he fucked it in and out above....
Feeling the pressure of the young girl's hotly swirling tongue against her clitoris, Rhona ground her nakedly curved asscheeks back all the harder against her masculine young lover's thighs. She could feel the blonde girl's fingers playing with the ultrasensitive tips of her heavily dangling tits, and the heat built up inside her all the more rapidly.
"Fuck faster ... you ... little devil ... she gasped at Keith. "That ... cock fits very nicely ... uunnnngggghhh ... inside my ... ooooooh ... cunt. Now fuck, fuck, fuck!"
The young boy's nakedly fucking asscheeks dimpled as he squeezed them together to gather up more strength to fuck into her lust-anguished pussy below.
"Fuck, huh?" he gasped. "I'll fuck you like you've never gotten it before, you old redheaded cunt. Like this!!!"
Rhona pressed her face into Sally's thigh as she felt the boy start fucking into her hungrily gripping cunt all the more quickly. Sally's tongue licking wetly around her cock-stretched cuntlips also speeded up, keeping pace with the way his solid cock was fucking into the older woman's hotly steaming cunt.
The redhead went wild with sensation, feeling the pressure of the hotly lapping tongue running flatly against her clitoris, while the boy's heavily pounding cock fucked powerfully through her desperately milking cunt walls, driving her more and more mad. Oh God! This was really something. Two young teenagers at once, and one of them a female. Oh God!!! This was fantastic. Though her husband at home, at his best, was better than any single cock, or any single man she knew, this dual sensation was something she could never have experienced with only one other individual.
"Can't hold it ... uhhh ... back anymore...." young Keith gasped. "Going to ... uhhh ... cum.."
"So come, oh God, cum," the older woman grunted, feeling the wild thrills building in her cock-stuffed pussy at non-stop speed. Her orgasm was coming, and even if the boy emptied his balls in her now, she would still feel it. But if he pulled out, she'd cut his cock off for taking some of the edge off the rapidly mounting thrills. Her body vibrated with wild enjoyment, and the young girl's tongue licking all around the cock fucking her cunt was driving her insane. She didn't know how much longer she'd be able to maintain control of herself.
And then, all of a sudden, it was there, hitting her with the power of a ton of TNT. She felt as if her entire interior had exploded as she screamed out a loud, long "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaagggghhhhhhhhh!" Her body wildly bucked back and forth, feeling Sally's tiny, saliva-slickened tongue lick so strongly, it was almost like another cock trying to fuck its way up into her wildly bursting cunt.
"HoMaaoxumamirrrrinrrrgggggggghhhhhh!" Young Keith Jones groaned, and fired his hotly scalding cum wildly into her cunt.
Great hot streams of his virile young cock-juices spurted into her hungrily devouring pussy depths, then came splashing back out again, with Sally's eagerly lapping young tongue there below to lick it all away as it flowed hotly down into her hungrily waiting mouth.
"Oooooh, you kids. You wild fucking kids," the older woman groaned and fell to the side as her cunt-bursting cum finally ground to a halt. "My husband is going to love you both. That is," she smiled coyly at the two happily grinning youngsters, "if you'd like to stop by for a short stay at our mansion in San Francisco."
"Mmmmm, Rhona, I think we'd like that," young Sally smiled, nuzzling her face up into the redhead's cum-spattered cunt. "I've never been fucked by an older guy before."
"And this is the first time I've ever fucked an older woman, too," her young cousin grinned. "I wouldn't mind a few more days of it."
"Then it's all settled," she smiled and took both of them in her arms. "We're going to have one of the nicest family weekends you can imagine. And that's exactly what we'll be, one big happy family for as long as you want to stay!!!"
