Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of wife-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun . . . But where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family in one town, Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs.
The norm . . . in ORGY FAMILY, and how many other families like them?
A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Her hair was short, brown and wavy, coifed to frame her soft-cheeked, still youthful face. The bone structure of her shoulders and hips was lithe and willowy, belying the size of her enormous, D-cup tits. Fat crimson nipples capped the creamy-white orbs, now swollen as stiff as little rocks. Marion was very, very hot for a good fuck.
Her legs were long and shapely, tapering into rounded, spongy asscheeks without a trace of fat. Thick black curls bearded her pussy and her moist cunt slit was still as wet, slick and tight as a teenage girl's. There was nothing wrong with her, Marion concluded, almost unhappily. She was still the most desirable piece of ass in suburbia.
But her husband still didn't want to fuck her.
Sighing, Marion turned away from the full-length bathroom mirror where she had spent the past ten minutes analytically appraising her naked body. There was no point in thinking about it any longer. Men still propositioned her wherever she went, men still pinched her tits and ass, even high school boys got hard-ons from watching her walk down the street. But her husband Mike was in their bed right now, and Marion knew that when she joined him under the covers he'd roll over and pretend to be asleep.
She didn't know how much longer she could go on like this. Marion's personality was a frustrating combination, veering between a chaste, loyal morality on one hand and a burning need to get fucked on the other. She didn't want to cheat on Mike, but she was beginning to think she had no choice. She felt too young, at age thirty-six, to go the rest of her life without cock.
A grunt punctuated the stillness of the night, followed by a wheezing, contented snore. Her husband was asleep. Marion leaned against the bathroom counter and furtively rubbed her pussy as she thought of him, his lean, muscled nakedness under the covers, his soft cock curled upon his thigh.
His long, thick cock, the cock that had once been so perpetually big and stiff. He used to want to fuck her constantly, Marion remembered, groaning; his massive prick had given her two beautiful children, had made her so happy during the first years of her marriage. She could imagine it now if she tried: the hot, throbbing column of cock flesh, the way it felt as it separated her pussy lips, boring greasily into her cunt.
Leaning against the counter, spreading her feet on the floor, Marion began to jack off, spearing her fingers rhythmically in and out of her pussy. Soon her cunt was hot and dripping, and she felt the inner muscles of her pussy clinging to her fingers with every thrust. Suddenly she realized that she couldn't take it anymore. Mike was going to fuck her tonight, whether he wanted to or not.
It had been three weeks. That was much, much too long. Frowning anxiously, Marion stepped out of the bathroom into the darkened bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind her. Mike's curled-up body was barely visible in the bed across the room. His snoring was steady. He was fast asleep.
Tiptoeing across the plush shag carpet, she stood beside the bed and looked down at him for several seconds. Her heart was racing with lust and fear; she felt like a little girl looking at a dirty magazine, excited and afraid of being caught.
Marion bit her lip, took the hem of the blanket between her fingers and pulled it slowly to the foot of the bed, exposing her husband's naked body. Again she paused to stare at his cock, feeling her cunt burn and throb as she imagined the thick prickshaft filling her pussy. Then she reached down, held his cockhead between her thumb and forefinger and lifted it from where it lay on his wrinkled balls.
Mike stirred and snorted, but his eyelids never fluttered.
Marion hesitated again. She'd never done anything like this before, fondling her husband's cock without permission. It was proof of her extreme horniness that she was about to give him a blow job in his sleep.
Mike was sleeping on his side, facing her where she stood. His cock was only a few inches from the edge of the mattress.
Marion fell to her knees on the carpet, bringing her to eye level with his flaccid prick. Raising her arms, she kneaded it gently with both hands.
"Ungghhh," Mike groaned. He stirred, even more imperceptibly than the first time. He smiled slightly in his sleep.
Marion felt his prick begin to swell and grow in her hands. Expertly she continued to fondle his cock, stroking the loose flesh of his shaft while pinching and tickling the fat, rosy knob.
Mike's big cock grew further, rising and thrusting up from his thigh. Seconds later his dick was as hard as bone.
Marion released his cock and stared at it, leaning forward so she could see his hard-on in the dark. Her pussy literally drooled as she admired his prick; she had to repress the urge to mount him and start fucking as hard as she could. Her husband's cock was eight inches long and extremely thick. It had been Marion's fondest memory of their wedding night, one of the reasons she had found fucking so pleasurable from the start.
Bending forward, Marion extended her tongue and licked the tip of Mike's stiffened cock. She moaned as she savored the salty taste of his cock; she'd almost forgotten how good a prick could taste after three long weeks. Marion's cunt throbbed with rhythmic urgency as she eagerly anticipated sucking all of her husband's cum down her throat.
Pinching the shaft between her thumb and fingers, Marion slid her tongue all over the bulbous knob of his hard-on.
Mike only sighed and smiled in his sleep. His prick began to pulse and twitch.
Opening her mouth wide, Marion took the first several inches of his big cock down her throat. Tenderly she closed her lips in a wet circle around the cockshaft, though she longed to pucker her cheeks and suck his delicious prick as hard as she could.
She had to wait, though. Her plan was to make him unbearably horny and stiff before he awoke. Then she'd be sure to feel his cock thrusting in her pussy, where she needed it most.
Flaring her nostrils for air, Marion lovingly began to suck her husband's cock. Expertly her full lips clung juicily to his elongated prickshaft, tugging it with a soft, tantalizing pressure as her tongue rolled repeatedly around the cum-bloated knob. It was less of a blow job than it was a feeding, as if she were a little girl nursing on the cum that would shoot out of his cock.
"Ungghh," Mike groaned. His eyes remained shut, but he stirred much harder than before. "Unhhh, whassat?" he grunted. "Mmmmm ... "
Too hard, Marion thought. She tried to make herself suck more gently, but it was impossible. She was much too turned on. Harder and harder she sucked his cock, tightly pursing her lips around the prickshaft under the knob. Her hand closed slowly around the base of his cock. She started to jack him off as she sucked.
"Mmmpphh! Ungghh!" Mike growled, and this time his eyelids did flutter. "God damn ... what ... mmmphhh ... "
He was awakening now, but his prick was as hard as steel. Marion was sure he'd be horny as he regained consciousness, and her pussy would get the savage fucking it had needed so desperately for weeks.
Throwing caution to the winds, she started sucking his cock like a machine, as hard as she could. Slurping, gulping sounds filled the bedroom as her lips and tongue worked on his hotly throbbing cock. Marion pushed her head forward, panting through her nostrils, until she had nearly all of his swollen prick pulsing and oozing cream down her throat.
Mike opened his eyes and looked at her blearily. "Umph ... Marion ... what the fuck're you doing down there?"
"I'm giving you a blow job, lover," Marion whispered, wantonly mouthing the words next to his saliva-slickened cockhead. "Doesn't it feel good?"
Mike sighed dreamily and rolled onto his back, still half-asleep despite the stiffness burning through his massive prick.
Marion rolled with him, sprawling onto his thighs, now sucking his cock from above.
"Turn on for me, lover," she hissed, hornily, desperately. "Your cock is so big and beautiful. Don't you love it when I make it hard?"
"Mmmmm," Mike replied.
Marion crouched over his body, kneading his hairy balls with one hand, feverishly jacking off his thick cockshaft with the other. Her head began to bob up and down over his up-thrust prick; shamelessly, noisily, she fucked her face with his enormous cock.
"Ungghhh," Mike sighed. Slowly he began to warm to the exquisite pleasure of having his cock sucked. "Christ, Marion ... " He thrust his hands behind her head, curling his fingers in her thick, dark hair. "Jesus, I got a bone. Suck on it now. Make me cum."
As her cheeks flushed deeply with the intensity of her sucking, Marion forced all eight inches of Mike's cock down her throat. She grunted luridly as her lips pressed around the base of his cock, tickled by the curly hairs growing around the root of his prick. Violently her cheeks puckered inward, mustering all her sucking energies around his rock-hard dick.
"Ungghh!" Mike pulled her hair and grimaced in delicious agony as the cum began to churn in his balls. "Gonna cum, Marion." He bucked his ass off the mattress, fucking her face with his drooling, throbbing cock. "Oh shit, I can feel it, I'm gonna spurt any second. Suck on it, do it hard!"
That was enough. Marion was dying to feel his creamy jism spurting down her throat, was anxious to suck up every drop. But the pleasure of eating his cum would have to wait until another night. Her plan had worked, and she needed to get fucked.
Marion stopped sucking her husband's prick, pulling her head from the grip of his fingers. She mounted him as quickly as she could, before he had a chance to react. Her knees dug into the bed to either side of his hips. Her spread-eagled thighs revealed the wetness of her hair-fringed pussy, throbbing with need less than four inches from his spongy cockhead.
Mike glowered at her. "God damn it, Marion, why'd you have to stop? I was about to cum."
"You're going to fuck me," Marion said hoarsely. She reached between her thighs and held his cockshaft in position, preparing to fit the knob into her pussy. "Please, Mike. You don't know how badly I need this. It's been three weeks since you fucked me. I can't take any more of this."
"I gotta wake up tomorrow," Mike protested. "I'll fuck you some other time."
Ignoring him, Marion pushed his bloated cockhead onto the gushing lips of her pussy. A hot flash of need surged through her cunt as she felt the first contact with his huge prick.
Her cunt slit opened, welcoming the invasion of his hard cockshaft. Marion shuddered and began to rotate her hips, groaning deliriously as she took inch after inch of her husband's prick into her cunt.
"Oh, shit." Mike stared at his blue-veined cockshaft, watching the length of his prick disappear slowly into her hairy pussy. "Jesus you're wet down there, Marion. You really want it bad tonight, huh?"
"Unh ... unhh ... unhhhhhh," Marion groaned. Her mouth lolled open as she continued to push her hips down, until she had all eight inches of Mike's cock inside her cunt. For several seconds she sat on top of him without moving, savoring the way his hard prick separated the sucking, clinging walls of her pussy.
"Okay, bitch," Mike grunted. He grabbed her hips and began to buck his ass off the bed. "You win. You got me horny. Now finish what you started. Fuck me hard."
Marion lifted her ass, shuddering convulsively as the steely pole of her husband's cock pulled from her sopping-wet cunt. Her hips began to buck, contracting the peach-shaped cheeks of her ass. Marion frantically started fucking, pounding her pussy up and down on his long prick.
"Harder, bitch," Mike demanded, digging his fingers into the humping cheeks of her ass. There was both lust and anger in his voice, as if he couldn't forgive her for turning him on. "You started it. Now you're going to make me come."
Marion leaned forward and held onto his shoulders, changing the angle at which his throbbing cock speared into her pussy. Her enormous, stiff-nippled tits dangled over his chest.
Faster and faster she fucked him, until she was bucking her ass as hard as she could. The bed began to creak beneath them, so noisily that Marion worried briefly about awakening her two teenage children, sleeping elsewhere in their sprawling suburban house.
But she was much too horny to think about it for more than a second. Marion's pussy was as wet as it had ever been in her life, oozing fuck juices every time her husband hammered his cock into her cunt. Her clit was stiff and swollen; a deep burning sensation had begun deep inside her cunt. Soon she was going to come.
"Fuck me, Michael!" she cried. Marion pistoned her ass hard enough to break the bed, slamming her hairy pussy repeatedly onto his prick. "Unngghh, yes, it feels so fucking good! I love your big cock inside me! Fuck me with it! You're making me come!"
Totally excited now, no longer concerned about sleep or awakening for work the next day, Mike wrapped his hands around his wife's huge tits. Hungrily he squeezed and milked the creamy globes, tweaking the rubbery nipples with his fingers. At the same time his hips bucked hard off the bed, meeting every stroke of her gushing cunt.
"Keep fucking me, shit, harder, do it haaard!" Marion cried. She clawed his shoulders and moaned like a wounded animal as the heat of coming built steadily deep inside her juicing cunt. Mike's cock was as hard as a rock; she knew he was close to coming too.
"Fuck meeee!" she shouted. "Unh Michael, oh lover, I'm getting so close! Unh unh unh unh ... "
Suddenly Mike stopped thrusting beneath her. Shuddering, lifting his ass, he buried his big prick as far into her pussy as he could. Marion felt the hunk of cock growing to an enormous size deep inside her buttery cunt.
"No," she grunted. Consciously she flexed her pussy muscles, as if that would stem the tide of jism she knew was about to erupt from her husband's balls. "No, please, Michael," she pleaded. "Not now. Hold it ... just hold it for a second, will you? Don't shoot now. I've got to come ... "
"Ahhhhhh," Mike sighed.
An incredible jet of salty white jism shot from the tip of his prick, shooting all the way into his wife's burning pussy. It was followed by spurt after violent spurt of cum.
Mike sighed dreamily and worked his hips beneath her, ramming his squirting cock in and out of her clinging cunt slit.
Marion squealed and fucked him frantically, but it was no use. Once the last drops of cum had oozed from his prickhead, his cock quickly softened inside her. He'd just fucked her without making her come.
"No, Michael." Groaning miserably, Marion continued to hump on top of him, hoping to keep the hardness in his wilting cock. "You bastard, keep it up for me. You fucker ... oh please, just keep it stiff ... "
Seconds later, his flaccid cock flopped out of her aching pussy. Marion immediately climbed off of him and popped his prick into her mouth. She sucked it so hard her cheeks flushed crimson, desperately trying to give him another hard-on so he'd fuck her and make her come.
Mike's cock stayed soft.
Marion sucked his prick feverishly, until her lips felt like they'd fall off. When she stopped she realized that he'd already fallen fast asleep.
"Michael?" Marion shook him gently, unable to believe that he could do this without satisfying her. "Mike? You're pretending, aren't you? You're ... "
Mike interrupted her with a snore.
For a long time Marion stared at his lidded eyes, repressing the urge to strangle him as the burning ache in her pussy became painfully intense. Then she climbed off the bed, walked into the bathroom and slammed the door furiously behind her.
How could he, she thought. Marion sat on the toilet and spread her legs wide. Immediately she began to fingerfuck her sopping pussy, ramming three fingers in and out of her cunt. Dirty bastard, getting off and leaving her to do this to herself. She was going to cheat on him, she thought adamantly. Spread her legs, do it on the floor, fuck the first man who got a hard-on looking at her stacked, big-titted body.
The pleasure quickly exploded inside her pussy, making her clit tingle and her cunt muscles suck around her fingers.
"Unggghhhh," Marion grunted. She bit her lip and quivered as the spasms of orgasm gushed through her pussy. "Oh, fuck, oh, yessss, unh, unh ... ahhhhhhh ... "
Then the spasms subsided as quickly as they'd come, not nearly as satisfying as the come she might have enjoyed while impaled on her husband's cock. Marion withdrew her fingers from her pussy and hung her head in despair. Tears came to her eyes. Softly, quietly, she started to cry.
No, she knew she wasn't going to cheat on him. At least not as easily as that. That was the trouble with being a good, wholesome girl at heart, Marion thought, sniffling. The guilt would have been too much for her. She wouldn't cheat on her husband except as a last resort.
Why couldn't she be more like her daughter? Marion managed a slight smile as she thought of her, her Tammy, a blonde high school junior who'd inherited every bit of her mother's good looks and voluptuous body.
Tammy was an honor roll student, but her big-titted, slender, long-legged figure had also made her the number one sex-pot in her school. Marion had never questioned her daughter about her love life, but she had a strong feeling that Tammy wasn't a virgin. She also suspected that Tammy would have been quick to find another boyfriend if a male failed to give her cunt the fucking it required.
Yes, why couldn't she be more like her daughter, Marion thought. Young, bold, free ... Marion began to fingerfuck herself all over again, shamefully fantasizing about what her daughter did on her dates.
CHAPTER TWO
Unlike the average parent's appraisal of his or her child, most of what Marion thought about Tammy was correct. She was certainly, for instance, the most desirable piece of ass in her high school. Teachers and students alike coveted her, drooling over her long blonde hair and deceptively wide, innocent blue eyes, the perfect body and the ample tits that filled her sweaters to bursting. When Tammy became a senior the next year, it was generally assumed that she'd become the Homecoming Queen without much competition.
Marion was also right about her daughter's character and sex life. Tammy wasn't a virgin, hadn't been one for four years. She fucked for the fun of it, and would have rapidly left any boy who failed to fulfill her desires. Though, considering the mouthwatering voluptuousness of her body, Tammy would probably not meet such a boy for many years to come.
What Marion didn't know was how extreme Tammy's desires were. Tammy wasn't simply bold, she was arrogant, moving carelessly from one male to another, oblivious to the feelings she might hurt on the way.
She was also a nymphomaniac, at least in the popular sense of the word. If Marion had thought about it, she would have guessed that her daughter fucked once or twice a week, and went through no more than a couple of boyfriends a semester. This estimation, however, would have been far from accurate. Tammy fucked virtually every night, and she didn't much care who she fucked. Along with her beauty, she had also inherited her mother's extreme sexual desire.
Tonight's date had been Harold, the school egghead and nerd. A slack-jawed eighteen-year old with thick glasses and a premature stoop, Harold was one of the last boys one would have expected to see with a gorgeous girl like Tammy. But Tammy had noticed the way he stared at her, ogling her tits and ass and legs when they'd passed each other in the hall. That was what had been on her mind when she'd told him, more or less, to take her to the movies. Any boy who really wanted her was bound to be a pretty good fuck.
At the beginning of the evening, Harold had been sadly lacking in sexual experience. Tammy had cured this with three straight fucks after the movie, the first in the backseat of his car, the second two on a secluded knoll in Lovers' Lane. Tammy was a good teacher. Harold could now bang pussy with the best of them.
It was ten minutes after midnight. Harold and Tammy were in the front seat of his car, parked at the curb in front of her house. Tammy was showing him how to eat pussy before she went inside for the night.
"Lick it, Harold!" she demanded impatiently. Tammy stared at the shy, homely boy kneeling on the floor boards between her legs, shaking her head peevishly. "It's not going to hurt you. Pussy tastes good. Lick my cunt!"
One reason Tammy always wore dresses on her dates was that they made it possible to fuck without removing her clothes. The hem was now knotted around her waist, completely exposing her lower nakedness, revealing her bare legs and luscious asscheeks. As she'd also worn no panties, the hairy slit of her pussy was pulsing and dripping right in front of Harold's face.
"Suck meee!" Tammy grabbed the back of his head and pushed his lips irritably onto her pussy slit. "I'm horny, Harold. If you don't get me off I'm not going to go out with you again. Then you'll have to jack off until you graduate."
"Oh, no," Harold whispered.
Burying his head between her spread thighs, the awkward teenage boy began to avidly lick and suck her burning cunt.
Tammy ripped off his glasses and tossed them carelessly into the back seat. Moaning, Harold thrust his hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her hips, rubbing his face all over her pungently scented pussy.
"Unggghhh!" Tammy moaned. She stiffened as she felt his tongue thrusting inside her, separating her swollen, pink cuntlips. "That's good, Harold. You're catching on now! Awwww, shit! Suck me off!"
Harold had never eaten cunt before, but he was a fast learner. His tongue probed her pussy, making Tammy whine and buck her ass feverishly as he held the cheeks in his hands.
Unable to hold her hips in position, he let her luscious ass fall to the car's bench seat. Then he slid one hand up her silky thigh and inserted his fingers in her pussy, spreading her cunt with them as his tongue moved higher up her gushing, aching cunt slit.
"Unggghh, yes, Harold, you're so fucking good at that!" Tammy grabbed the back of his head and began to buck her ass in earnest, shamelessly fucking her pussy all over his face. "Suck me! Get my clit now, oh, Christ, you're gonna make me come!"
Carefully, eagerly, Harold explored her cuntslit with his tongue. He knew he'd found her clit when Tammy yelped and bucked her ass so frantically that the car springs shook. Harold fastened his lips to the small, swollen clit and sucked it tenderly, realizing that a woman's clit was the most sensitive part of her body.
"Ahhhhhh, shit!" Tammy's tongue lolled out obscenely as Harold's clit-licking brought intense pleasure to her always horny cunt. "Suck me some more ... " She shook her head back and forth, smiling wantonly as the heat began to build towards a good come deep inside her hot cunt. "Get my clitty now, unh, unh, you're making me so hot!"
The huge bulge his cock made in his jeans proved that Harold was now in love with the taste of Tammy's wet teenage cunt. Avidly he licked and sucked her pussy, spearing his fingers faster through the sucking tunnel of her cunt.
Tammy gasped and raised her ass cheeks off the seat. Knowing that she was coming, Harold tightened his lips around her clit and sucked it steadily, teasing the tip with his tongue.
"Ungghh, cumming, oh, you fucker, suck me haaard!" Tammy grimaced, bit her lip and shook wildly on the car seat as the orgasm ravaged her throbbing cunt. "Ungghhh! Oh, God, yes, oh, God! Sucking me! Nnnnnngggg cumming I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her pussy pulsed for nearly a minute, oozing a profuse load of steaming fuck juices into Harold's mouth. Harold continued to suck her cunt tenderly, both excited by the salty taste of her pussy and afraid that she wouldn't fuck him again if he didn't please her. Then he sat up on the floorboards and rubbed his swollen prick through his pants.
Tammy giggled as she observed the tent his hard cock had made in his jeans. "What's the matter, Harold? Did eating my pussy get you all hot and bothered? You know you already came in my cunt three times tonight. I felt every shot of your jism."
Harold grimaced and looked embarrassed as he continued to rub his stiffened prick. "I can't help it," he muttered. "It tasted good. I don't get to do this every day, you know. At least not with a chick who looks as good as you."
Tammy giggled proudly, then lifted her leg and teasingly rubbed Harold's cock with the ball of her foot. "I'll bet you don't, lover. So why don't you fuck me again? I don't mind. I like getting fucked after a boy eats me."
Harold looked confusedly out the car windows. "But, Tammy, we can't do it here," he protested. "Jesus, we're right in front of your parents' house, on the street and everything! They might see us. Somebody might call the cops."
Tammy giggled, grabbed Harold's hair and pulled him gently but firmly off the floorboards. "I don't give a shit about that, honey. I like to get fucked after a guy gives me head, just like I said. So get off those pants and stick that cock of yours where it belongs. Unless you want to spend the rest of the year pretending I'm your pillow when you jack off on it."
Harold gulped and rose to his feet in the car, crouching so he could stand under the ceiling. Tammy quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. His stiff prick popped out, long and thick, throbbing and twitching eagerly in front of her face.
"You've got such a big dick, Harold," Tammy said. She wiggled her naked ass into a comfortable position and splayed her thighs as wide apart as she could, raising her knees until they nearly touched her shoulders, completely exposing the hair-fringed crack of her hot cunt. "Stick it in me now, lover. Fill my pussy with your nice, stiff cock!"
Half-standing, half leaning on the seat, Harold moaned as he dipped the tip of his prick into her juicy pussy.
Tammy grabbed his cockshaft and pulled it down into her, moaning as the meaty inches filled the clasping sheath of her cunt.
"Fuck me now, Harold! Oh God, it feels so good!" Tammy immediately began to hump and piston her ass, relentlessly thrusting her cunt onto his cock. "Ungghhh! You've got to make me cum again! Fuck my pussy, do it haaard!"
Gasping, Harold held the back of the seat to either side of her shoulders for support. Then he began to jerk his hips in the motion Tammy had taught him earlier that evening, steadily filling and emptying her sucking cunt with his hotly throbbing cock.
"I said fuck me, Harold! You're not going fast enough!" Tammy wrapped her ankles around his back and bounced her ass off the springy car seat in a fury of lust, desperate to feel even more of his prick's satisfying stiffness filling her pussy. "You're not gonna get me off that way! Fuck me harder, as hard as you can!"
Harold was still inhibited enough to remember where they were, and he knew that the old Rambler sedan he'd bought from his grandmother for three hundred dollars had never been built for the intensity of Tammy's fucking. But her pussy was so tight and juicy, and he could feel his cock oozing and growing inside her every time her cunt muscles clung deliciously to his swollen prick. Soon he forgot everything except the in-out rhythm of their fuck.
Falling clumsily between her thighs, Harold forced another inch of his stone-hard cock into the enveloping wetness of her cunt. Swiftly he started fucking her as hard as he could, making both the seat and car springs protest as their bodies writhed in the throes of desire.
"Unghhh!" Tammy whimpered and shook her head wildly back and forth, delirious with ecstasy as the pleasure burned inside her cock-stuffed cunt. "Harder, oh you bastard, you're doing it now! Awwww, Harold, you're making me come!"
Tammy lifted her ass nearly a foot off the seat, gasping as she filled her pussy with as much of Harold's prick as she could. Harold responded with a bone-jarring thrust that hammered her ass violently back onto the seat.
That was more pressure than the seat could withstand. Something snapped loudly in Tammy's ear. The back of the seat fell away from her, as if someone had whisked away a carpet she was walking on. The next thing she knew she found herself staring at the car's headliner, with her thighs locked around Harold's back and his cock still hard inside her pussy.
"Oh, no!" Harold yelped. He looked helplessly at the broken seat, which had met flush with the rear bench and had thus turned the interior of his car into a comfortable bed. "Look at this, would you? Oh fuck, how am I ever going to explain this when I get home?"
Tammy giggled and wrapped her arms affectionately around Harold's shoulders. She was delighted. Their new fucking position was much more comfortable.
"Never mind that now, lover." Again she began to hump and heave beneath him, thrusting her pussy onto the stabbing impalement of his prick. "Just keep fucking me. Oh, yes, I just love it with that fat cock of yours. You were just about to make me cream."
Tammy consciously flexed her pussy muscles around Harold's prick. Harold moaned as his cock swelled to a new, steely stiffness inside her cunt. Quickly forgetting the broken seat, he again began to pound his cock through the clasping wetness of her pussy.
"Play with my tits, Harold." Anxiously Tammy pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her big, bare tits with their stiff, dusky-pink nipples. "I like that. Suck them while you fuck my cunt."
Groaning, Harold dropped down to her sweetly scented cleavage. He wrapped his lips around one silver-dollar sized nipple and hungrily sucked the crinkled, goose-bumped nipple, nipping the rubbery tip with his teeth.
The taste of her tit excited him. Soon Harold was fucking her pussy harder than ever, and Tammy could again feel the burning heat shooting deep inside her cunt.
"That's right, lover!" Feverishly she humped her ass, grunting as Harold's swollen prick drilled her cunt deeper with every jarring stroke. "You're getting me off now! Unggghhh! Oh shit, I'm getting close! Fuck me, Harold! Unh, unh, oh, Jesus, you're making me cum!"
Like a low-rider Impala with hydraulic springs, the whole car shook as Harold fucked her as hard as possible. Tammy gasped and stopped breathing for several seconds. Then the spasms exploded in her pussy. With her thighs around his back, she bucked her ass in a blur off the seat.
"Fuck me, fuck me, I'm cumming," she squealed. "Ungghh! Awwww Harold, fuck me with your dick, it feels so good! Nnnggg Jesus, oh yes, yessss I'm cuuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Violently her cumming pussy contracted around his prick, sucking and milking and squeezing the bloated cockshaft. Harold moaned as the clotting load of jism boiled in his balls. Shuddering, he sank between her thighs, burying his throbbing cock to the root in her spasming cunt.
White streams of jism cascaded from his spongy prickhead, deluging Tammy's pussy with cum. Tammy whimpered delightedly as she felt the hot cream splashing upon the inner walls of her cunt. She flexed her pussy muscles as Harold continued to fuck her, sucking out every drop with her cunt.
When their fuck was finally over, a huge puddle of juice had formed on the middle of the broken seat. Tammy giggled, rolled over it and pulled down her dress.
"Okay, Harold, I guess that's about it for this evening," she said, and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Thanks for the fun."
Harold looked dazed. He was still sprawled half-naked on the seat, with cum oozing out of his wilting cock onto the puddle. It was obviously hard for him to believe that Tammy could get up and go so quickly after their shared cum.
"Will I see you again?" he asked, stammering. "I mean ... was it ... "
Tammy giggled again as she opened the door. "Oh, sometime you will. I know your number."
Tammy shut the car door behind her and walked up the flagstone path to her front door. There were cum stains on her dress and between her thighs, her hair was mussed, she was damp and sweaty from fucking and cumming so many times that night. But she remembered the time and made no attempt to clean herself up before entering the house. It was after midnight. Everyone had to be asleep by now.
Marion had watched the obscenely bucking car from her bedroom window with a mixture of excitement, curiosity and reproval. It proved her daughter was fucking, just as she'd long expected. But she'd never guessed Tammy would be brazen enough to do it in a car parked right in front of their house, where her family and the neighbors could have seen her.
Watching Tammy say good-bye to her unknown suitor and step onto the sidewalk, Marion had known she should shut the drapes and return to bed with her sleeping husband. She'd never told Tammy she couldn't fuck, and she had no right to start acting like an old maid with her now.
But her desire and curiosity were too much for her. Impulsively, Marion left the bedroom and tiptoed downstairs to the front hallway. She reached it just as Tammy entered the house and flicked on the interior light.
"Mom! Jesus, you scared me!"
Marion gasped. Her jaw dropped as she scanned Tammy's figure, staring at the cum-stained dress and the rumpled hair and the white goo dripping luridly down the insides of her thighs. Never had she seen a sight as blatantly obscene as her daughter.
Completely unconcerned by her appearance, Tammy brushed past her mother and headed for the kitchen. "Christ, Mom, what're you doing up so late? It's after twelve o'clock. I was sure you'd be sleeping."
Marion followed her daughter into the kitchen. She didn't know what to say, even what she wanted to say, but she had to say something. She knew she'd never done anything like this when she was a teenager.
"I was watching you out there," she whispered finally.
"Oh?" Tammy looked unconcernedly at her over her shoulder as she opened the refrigerator door. "Is that so? Well, did you like what you saw?"
Marion paused as she fought back a blush. "Tammy, you know I've never mentioned your sex life to you before. You know you're free to have ... intercourse with any boy you'd like. Things are different than they were in my generation. But I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't ... well, fuck your brains out with some young man right in front of our house!"
Tammy took a sip from a bottle of orange juice and looked at her apathetically. "Why not?"
"Well, because ... because of the neighbors!" Marion stammered. "I mean, my God, what would they think?"
Tammy looked at her with an exasperated expression. "Christ, Mom, who cares what they think? This is the TV generation, remember? Nobody does anything anymore. They just stay home and watch life on the tube."
"I'd like to know what that has to do with anything."
Tammy giggled. "It means I'd be doing them a favor by giving them something to gossip about. Shit, a lot of people gossip about me, all over town. But they'd miss me if I moved. They wouldn't have anything to talk about anymore. It would be like somebody had canceled their favorite TV show."
Taking the juice with her, Tammy walked past her mother and disappeared into the dark living room.
Marion stood at the sink and tried to make sense of what her daughter had said. She didn't know it yet, but deep down inside she'd just made the decision to cheat on her husband.
CHAPTER THREE
"Now this here, this is the best brush in our line ma'am, if I do say so myself." Jim Rutherford, a handsome door-to-door salesman in his late twenties, held up the catalogue. "Pure boar bristle, and it's guaranteed too. Never heard of a dissatisfied customer purchasing the BB 300 yet."
Marion yawned and squinted at the picture of the hair brush. Three days had passed, uneventfully. She sat on her living room couch with the unexpected but not unwelcome salesman next to her. It was mid-afternoon, and she was alone in the house. Fucking was the last thing on her mind.
"I guess I'll take that one, then," she sighed. "I do need a hair brush."
Jim instantly looked pleased. "Very good, ma'am!" he exclaimed, taking out his order book. "That's $6.99, prepaid. I'm sure you won't be sorry."
"I'll get you a check," Marion replied.
In her bedroom, writing out the check a minute later, Marion found herself thinking of the tall, attractive brunette waiting for her down the hall. It was unusual for her to purchase anything from a door-to-door salesman. Unconsciously, she knew, there was something in Jim Rutherford that she liked very much.
Maybe he was the one she was waiting for, she thought. More and more in the past several days she'd given serious thought to fucking someone besides her husband.
Jim Rutherford had been looking at her body. Marion was only wearing blue jean cut-offs and a man's overshirt, the clothes she ordinarily wore when cleaning the house. It wasn't the most attractive outfit in the world, but with a body like hers that didn't matter. Several times during his spiel Marion had noticed Jim glancing down the front of the shirt, trying to see her huge, braless tits.
Why not now, then? He was horny for her, and she was horny for him, and they were alone. Why not?
Impulsively, Marion stood before the mirror. She thought for a moment, then unbuttoned the top two and bottom two buttons of the shirt. Her cleavage was exposed now, and when she ever so slightly pulled the tails of the shirt, anyone could see the soft, creamy flesh of her lower tit.
Marion smiled at her reflection, rubbing her moistening pussy through the cut-offs. She left the bedroom and joined Jim in the living room.
"Sorry that took so long," she said huskily. "It took me awhile to find my book."
Marion handed him the check and sat very close to him on the couch, much closer than she had before. Jim noticed this immediately. He also noticed the undone buttons, and his eyes focused on what he could see of her mammoth, creamy-white tits.
Marion smiled and shrugged her shoulders almost imperceptibly, causing one of the shirt tails to fall to the right. Jim could now see the spongy underbelly of her right tit. Instantly a bulge grew in the crotch of his dress slacks as his cock stiffened with arousal.
"Now, uh, this'll take a couple of weeks," he stammered, trying to pick up where he left off. His eyes were still riveted to her tits. "But I'll bring it by as soon as it ... "
"What are you staring at, Mr. Rutherford?" Marion asked calmly.
Jim flushed and looked up, as guilty as a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "What's that? Why, nothing, I was just ... "
"You were looking at my tits, weren't you?"
Jim's Adam's apple bobbed noticeably in his throat. Marion felt strangely calm, in spite of the wet heat pouring through her pussy.
With one hand she tore open the rest of the shirt, completely exposing her huge tits and fat, stiff nipples. Her other hand crept up the salesman's thigh and rested on the bulge of his now rock-hard, throbbing prick.
"What's this, young man?" she purred, squeezing his cock hard. "You've really got a boner, don't you? Do you want to fuck me?"
"Oh ma'am," Jim groaned, glancing nervously around the house. "I don't know about this, ma'am."
"Call me Marion."
Unzipping his pants, Marion reached into the opening and pulled out his swollen prick.
Jim shuddered as his prick throbbed to her touch.
Marion shuddered too, realizing that the salesman had an enormous cock.
Rapidly she undid his belt buckle and pulled down his pants, completely exposing his naked hard-on. Marion gasped as she stared at his prick. Twitching and throbbing it rose from his short curly hairs, as long and thick and hard as an iron pipe. Blue veins rose from the pink flesh of the cockshaft. The knob was huge and bloated, freely drooling cum.
"Oh God, what a beautiful dick," Marion whispered. She leaned across his lap and held his cock in both hands, squeezing it hard, sighing as more cream oozed from the cum slit. "Let me suck it for you, lover. I'd love to drink your cum."
"Do it," Jim stammered. Compulsively, as if giving in all at once, he thrust his hands behind Marion's head. "Suck it, please. Suck my cock."
After so long without sex, Marion's pussy was throbbing and as wet as a swamp. She loved to suck prick, almost as much as she loved fucking. This was bound to be one of the best she'd ever tasted.
Opening her mouth wide, Marion took Jim's twitching cock down her throat. Her lips closed in a wet, pursed circle around the center of the shaft, tugging even more of his dick into her mouth.
Jim grunted and started humping his ass, thrusting his prick between her lips. Feverishly Marion started sucking his cock, puckering and bellowing her cheeks to increase the suction around his pulsing, oozing prick.
"Ohhh, shit," Jim groaned. He grimaced and shook his head back and forth, as if unable to bear the wanton intensity of the housewife's blow job. "More, baby. Oh Christ, you're making my dick stand up. Keep sucking it for me. You've got to make me cum."
Marion sucked his cock noisily, slurping and smacking and gulping as she continually swallowed his drooling cum cream. Her fingers wandered up his hairy thighs, squeezing and cupping his bloated nuts. Then she held his thick cockshaft in her fist and frantically jacked him off, milking more and more of his steel-hard prick between her wet lips.
"Unhhh!" Jim grabbed her head with both hands, digging his palms onto her temples. Violently he heaved his ass off the couch, fucking her face with his massive prick. "I'm gonna cum," he murmured repetitively. "Please, honey ... gotta make me cum, suck on my cock."
In spite of her need to be fucked, Marion knew she had to taste his spurting cream. Hopefully her gorgeous body would shortly give him another hard-on. In any case, it was time to finish him off.
Breathing through her flared nostrils, Marion pushed her head farther and farther down, until she had every inch of the salesman's cock captive in her buttery throat.
Jim gasped as his prick swelled even stiffer, and his nuts ached with their load of cum.
Slowly Marion raised her head, until only the sensitive cockhead pulsed between her wet lips. Frantically she sucked the purplish knob, knowing that that was what aroused a man most. Her fist closed tightly around the center of his prick. Fast and hard she beat his cock, preparing for the explosion of his cum.
"Ahhh, shit!" Jim grunted, as his cock twitched painfully in her mouth. "Here it comes, honey. Ahhh, yes, here it cummsss ... "
Hot spurts of salty cum flooded from his prick head, gushing down Marion's throat. Marion tasted the delicious jism and started gulping hungrily, unwilling to miss a single drop.
But the cum kept squirting out of his spongy knob, in one torrent of jism after another. There was more of his cum than any woman could possibly gulp down. It filled Marion's sucking mouth, puffing out her cheeks, then dribbled luridly down her chin onto her huge, jiggling tits.
Minutes later, when his suck-wilted cock began to soften inside her mouth, Marion reluctantly withdrew her lips. Smiling she wiped up the stray cum with her finger and touched it to her lips.
"Oh fuck, was that good," Jim muttered. He stared down at his cock with wide eyes, as if still astonished by the pleasure of the housewife's blow job. "I never had that happen when I was trying to sell a brush before. Shit, I oughta pay you. That was the best head I ever had!"
Marion smiled and stared intently at his cock. All she was thinking of was when she could make it grow stiff again, when he would be ready to give her cunt a good fucking.
"You were right about my staring at your knockers," Jim admitted. "Damn, I was looking at them the second you opened the door. You are really stacked, ma'am ... I mean Marion. Those tits of yours are just unreal."
Marion was about to thank him for the compliment when Jim lunged suddenly forward, gluing his lips to her fat right nipple. He sucked it avidly, and Marion instantly felt a thrill of wet heat course through her cunt.
"Please let me suck you," he pleaded, thrusting his hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her cut-offs. "I love to eat cunt, I swear I do. Please, I've just got to taste your pussy."
Marion was only too happy to oblige. It had been years since her husband had offered to go down on her; it was everything she could do just to get Mike to fuck her. The prospect of being eaten sent tingling waves of desire shooting deep inside her cunt.
Pushing the eager salesman momentarily away, Marion stood up and undid her shorts. Tantalizingly she slid them down her long, luscious legs, exposing her rounded ass and the hairy triangle of her pussy. The slit between her legs was swollen and dripping wet. She was dying to cum.
"Lie on the floor," Jim begged. The prospect of tasting her pussy had already made his big cock half-stiff again. "Please, do it now."
Marion lay on her back on the living room rug. Wiggling her ass into a comfortable position, she spread her legs wide, exposing her hair-fringed pussy.
"Oh God," Jim muttered. "Oh fucking God, it looks so good."
Stretching out on the floor between her quivering thighs, he immediately buried his face in the sweetly scented juices of her oozing pussy.
Marion gasped as his lips touched her cunt, rubbing against the pouting slit of her needful cunt-hole. Reflexively she raised her knees, giving him better access to her cunt.
"Mmmmm," Jim sighed. He thrust his hands under her asscheeks and squeezed them hard, continuing to rub his face all over her hairy pussy mound for several seconds. "Tastes so fucking good."
Jim started tonguing her, thrusting his tongue in and out of her open pussy-slit. Marion gasped as she felt the pleasure shoot through her outer lips, gushing deep inside her cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Rutherford!" she cried. Grimacing, she grabbed the back of his head and uncontrollably bucked her ass off the floor, fucking her wet cunt all over his face. "It feels so good! Suck me, lover, suck my pussy!"
Jim lapped noisily at her gushing cunt hole, like a horny dog aroused to the point of madness by a bitch's scent. From the corner of her eye Marion could see that his prick was full grown again, throbbing and twitching.
Jim slid his hand up her thighs and teased her clit momentarily with his fingers. Then he slid them deep inside her curly haired pussy, making Marion cry out loudly as her cunt muscles sucked wetly around them.
"You're making me cum, lover!" Locking her thighs around his head, she humped her ass in a blur off the floor. "More, Mr. Rutherford! Awww, you've got to keep sucking me! My cunt's so fucking wet! Make me cream!"
Jim's free hand roamed all over her stacked body, pinching her asscheeks, squeezing the enormous, stiff-nippled tits that jiggled like Jell-O on her rib cage. Then he rammed three fingers all the way into her cunt and closed his lips around her swollen clit.
Marion grunted as he licked the underside of the hard little clit, as his fingers stretched the inner muscles of her burning cunt hole. Then the familiar spasms began to burn deep inside her belly. Marion clawed the back of his head and arched her back, thrusting her cunt onto his mouth.
Years had passed since her husband had last touched his tongue to her pussy; months had passed since Mike had last made her cum, since anything had made her cum except her own hand. Anticipation had made the feelings stronger. Marion's cum was unbelievably intense.
Again and again the spasms gushed through her dripping pussy, so hard that she thought she was going to black out. For a full minute-and-a-half Marion shrieked and whimpered and humped and bucked, nearly delirious with ecstasy as Jim eagerly lapped up the fuck juices that poured from her throbbing cunt.
Finally it was over. Marion gasped and collapsed on the carpet, letting a slow smile of satisfaction spread across her face. Her body tingled as it always did after a good cum. She wanted nothing more. It would have been too good to be true if Jim had had another hard-on, if he would be ready to fuck her.
But he did. Jim withdrew his lips from her pussy and slid up her body, raising his torso on his extended arms.
Marion groaned as she saw the size and stiffness of his cock standing straight out from his hard stomach, pulsing and jerking with his desire for her cunt.
"Fuck you now," he panted hoarsely. "Fuck your sweet little pussy."
"Ohhh, yessss!" Unbearably anxious, Marion spread her legs again and stared hungrily at his hard cock. "Stick it in me, lover! I want it too! Fuck my cunt!"
There was no need for foreplay; her pussy was already as wet as it could get. Jim crouched between her thighs and held his prick in his fist, wincing as he fit the knob between the small, ravaged lips of her pussy. Then he pushed down hard, and Marion moaned loudly as she felt inch after inch of his big cock going into her cunt.
He was fucking her now, she thought dizzily. His cock was so big and thick and good, and it was going into her ... all the way, she could feel it ... into her clinging, greasy pussy. Marion lifted her legs as high and as far apart as she could. She wanted all of his prick, as much of it as she could get embedded in the hairy slit of her cunt.
Jim paused with all of his cock inside her, lying comfortably between her thighs with his head between her cheek and shoulder. His cheeks flushed as he felt the exquisite tightness of her cunt muscles, working wetly as they clung to his stone-hard cock.
"Fuck me," Marion begged. Encouragingly she humped her ass, steadily pumping her pussy onto his cock. "Please, honey, you've got me so hot. Make me cum again. Want to keep on cumming all day."
Jim raised his ass, withdrawing his veined cockshaft until only the crown parted her sucking cunt lips. With a heavy thrust he rammed his prick all the way back into her enveloping cunt hole.
Then he started fucking her, pumping his fat cock in and out of her wetly-sucking cunt.
Marion gasped and raised her legs, wrapping them tightly around his heaving back. Wantonly she humped her ass to meet his rhythms, thrusting up her hairy pussy mound every time he buried his prick to the root in her cunt.
"Haaaarder!" she begged. Her head shook mindlessly back and forth, her heartbeat seemed to time itself to the steady, driving thrusts of his cock. "Fuck meeee!" She clawed his back with her long nails, gripping his asscheeks, trying to pull another half-inch of his cock into her juicing cunt-hole. "Fuck me haaard!"
Turning his head, Jim brushed her stiff nipple with his lips. He seemed to be in love with her huge, jiggling tits, as if the spongy flesh of her tits turned him on as much as her cunt.
Jim closed his lips around the dusky-pink cap of her tit. As he sucked her tit he fucked her harder than ever, pounding his long cock deeper and deeper into her burning, buttery cunt.
Her husband had never fucked her like this, not in the past five years. Every pore in Marion's body was alive and tingling with pleasure. She lived for the rhythmic impalements of Jim's steely prick, grunting every time the pulsing column of cock speared into her cunt.
"I'm gonna cum again," Jim moaned. "Oh, your cunt's so tight. Tightest pussy I've ever fucked. Oh shit, I'm gonna blow my wad any second!"
"Keep fucking me!" Marion pleaded. As horny as a bitch in heat, she whipped up her hips in a shameless frenzy of adulterous desire. "I'm cumming too! Oh fuck me, lover! Ungghhh God, getting so close! Fill my pussy, fill it with your huge prick!"
Jim bit her stiff nipple, at the same time ramming his cock as far into her cunt as he could.
Marion felt the spasms shooting deliciously through her pussy.
"Fuck meeee!" she shouted. Her voice was loud enough to be heard by neighbors down the block, but she was too horny to care. "Fuck me haaarder, awww you fucker, do it, do it unh fuck me unh unh nnngggg cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
Her spasming pussy tightened her cunt muscles, forcing them to contract and milk around Jim's thrusting cock. "Unh," Jim grunted. His big cock grew to total stiffness inside her cumming cunt-hole; his cum-laden balls slapped the crack of her ass as he buried his steaming prick as far into her pussy as he could.
The second load of jism blasted out of his balls, instantly deluging her pussy with cream. Marion felt the white cum shooting into her cunt and gasped loudly with pleasure. It filled her throbbing cunt completely, dripping out of her hairy pussy around his pistoning prick, running down her asscheeks, dripping obscenely onto the rug.
Marion sighed, let her legs fall from Jim's back, kissed him gratefully on the cheek. She'd finally cheated on her husband, but she didn't feel nearly as guilty as she'd expected.
In fact, she didn't feel guilty at all. Marion looked at Jim and moaned as she felt his cock softening gradually inside her cunt. She'd fuck him again, that was for sure. And she'd fuck a lot of other men besides.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was mid-afternoon in a seedy, dirty, dimly lit downtown bar. Bearded, tattooed bikers shot eight ball on two slot-machine pool tables in the center of the room. Junkies, drunks, thugs, dealers, whores and assorted lowlife drank in a stupor at the counter, gesturing occasionally to the hulking Kentuckian who also, obviously, served as the bouncer. It was the sort of bar one went to before, during or after committing a crime.
Marion, completely out of her element, sat on a stool at a corner of the bar, gingerly sipping a beer. She'd only been there a few minutes, dressed in a black dress that revealed ample cleavage and her long, fishnet-stockinged thighs. Her hands were shaking so hard that it was difficult to hold the glass. She was dying to get fucked.
All her life she'd wanted to give her pussy to a real brute of a man, the sort of heathen her mother had warned her to stay away from as a little girl. Now a week had passed since her fuck session with Jim. Marion had spread her legs for him several times since, but he wasn't enough. Now that she'd made the decision to cheat on her husband, she wanted to fulfill as many of her fantasies as she could.
"This is for you," a voice said in front of her. Marion looked up. It was the bartender, holding a highball glass dwarfed in his ham-sized fist. He put it on the counter in front of her and looked at her suspiciously. He'd been looking at her suspiciously ever since she'd entered the bar; she was obviously not the sort of patron he was accustomed to.
"Excuse me?" Marion said meekly.
The bartender cocked his head. "Guy down there bought this for you."
The bartender walked away.
Marion gulped and turned to her right. A biker was making his way towards her from the pool tables, grinning broadly. He wore dirt-crusted jeans, a denim jacket, a work-shirt and work boots. A thin scar ran the length of one weathered, bearded cheek. His long hair was tied in a ponytail. A small round patch on the jacket said "Death Riders M.C."
Marion gulped her beer and shuddered as she saw the personification of her macho fantasy come to life.
Swaggering, the biker sat on the stool next to hers, deliberately sliding his hand down her leg in the process. He grinned again, and this time Marion saw, incongruous in such a damaged face, two rows of perfectly-straight, ivory-white teeth.
"Name's Walt," the biker said. "What's yours?
"
They were in Walt's room an hour-and-a-half later. It was as dirty as he was and the bar had been, a cramped cubbyhole with an unmade bed, clothes strewn everywhere and a small refrigerator and stove stuck in a dark corner. They'd walked to it up a flight of stairs next door to a laundry. Marion could hear the huge machines purring beneath them even as Walt slammed the door shut behind him.
Ordinarily Marion wouldn't have been caught dead in such a hole, but she didn't mind the squalor now. For one thing, it was part of her fantasy. For another thing, she'd shared quite a few drinks with Walt in the bar. She was very drunk, and her pussy was wet and hot.
"Now remember," she said coyly. "I only came up here to share a couple more drinks with you. Don't try anything funny, okay?"
"Bullshit," Walter muttered roughly.
He crossed the room, wrapped his arms around her shoulders and gave her a hard, demanding kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Marion whimpered and made a pretense of pushing him away. It was just a game, though. She'd known it was coming. She'd lost count of all the times she'd caught him ogling her tits or patting her ass in the bar.
"Now you stop that," she said, staggering drunkenly away from him. "Walter! Keep your hands to yourself!"
"I'm going to fuck your ass off," Walter said. "You cockteasing little bitch!"
Again he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her even more passionately, as if intent upon shoving his tongue down her throat. His roughness excited her. Marion put up a front of trying to get away, but it was hopeless. His hands mauled her body, squeezing her big tits and pinching her ass, pulling at the sheer fabric of the dress.
"Don't, Walter, you'll rip it!"
Walter grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it hard, shredding it down to her waist, exposing her huge tits encased by a black lace bra.
Marion squealed delightedly.
Walt tore off the bra too, groaning as he saw her big, naked tits for the first time.
"I'm gonna scream, Walter!"
"Oh, fuck ... "
Moaning, Walt sank his head into her fragrant cleavage. He glued his lips to her left nipple and sucked it furiously, digging his teeth into the soft, milk-white flesh surrounding the crimson tip. Marion felt both pain and intense pleasure shooting through her tits.
As he sucked her tit, Walt feverishly tore at what was left of the dress.
"Don't ... " Her voice was soft, meaningless to both of them. "You're hurting me ... I'll scream ... help ... "
Grunting, the swarthy biker fell to his knees in front of her. Marion looked down helplessly as he tore her dress down to her ankles, leaving her naked except for her fishnet pantyhose and her black, high-heeled shoes.
Then he tore off the pantyhose too, exposing her bare legs and hairy pussy. Walt sighed with satisfaction as he stared at the curly-haired slit of her cunt. Gripping her succulent asscheeks, he buried his face in the steaming wetness of her juicing pussy.
"Nooooo!" Marion squealed. She stepped out of the ruined dress and hose and started to back away from him. "You beast, you're hurting me. Stop it ... ungghhh, stop, nooo ... "
Then the pleasure of the cunt sucking started to get to her. Marion stiffened as she felt his tongue on her pussy, probing the pouting slit, thrusting deep inside her cunt. Her hairy cunt-hole became wetter and hotter. Her hands fell to her sides. She didn't want to push Walt away anymore, or even pretend to.
"Like it, bitch?" Walt asked leeringly.
"Unhhhhh." Drunkenly, Marion spread her legs as she stood. Then she grabbed the biker's long hair and pulled his face onto her juicy cunt. "Suck me, you bastard! Suck my pussy. Get me off."
Triumphantly, Walt wrapped his meaty hands firmly around the heart-shaped cheeks of her ass. Then he began to tongue and suck and lick and kiss her pussy like a starving animal, lapping up the fuck juices that drooled from her pink cuntlips.
"Unhhh, yes, oh fucking yesss!" Marion hissed. She pulled Walt's hair and rhythmically started bucking her ass, fucking her wet pussy all over his face. "Suck it, you bastard. That's right, it feels so good! Eat my cunt, make me cum."
Walt's hands kneaded and squeezed the spongy, creamy cheeks of her ass. Suddenly he shocked her by spreading them and rubbing her puckered little asshole with the tip of his finger.
Marion had never had a man touch her there before. Not even her husband, in his horniest days, had tried to fuck her up the ass.
Marion shuddered and opened her mouth to protest, sincerely this time. Then Walter thrust his finger between her tightly pursed asshole ring, and she groaned as she felt it boring into her rubbery asshole.
It felt good in there. Marion flexed her hips, tightening her asshole muscles around his thrusting finger. Harder and faster she humped his face, grinding her hairy pussy needfully onto his lips.
"Keep sucking me," she panted. "Suck my clit now, oh God, I'm close, I'm so fucking close. You got to get me off."
Moving his lips up her throbbing cunt-hole, Walt wrapped his lips around her stiff clit bud. Wildly he sucked it, running his tongue over and around the tip. His finger pushed deeper and deeper into her asshole. The fingers of his free hand speared into the gushing slit of her burning cunt.
"Cumming!" Marion cried. She grabbed the back of his head and fucked his face as hard as she could. "Unggghh! Oh Jesus yes, aww awwww shit I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Walt kept sucking her cunt until the last spasms of cumming had subsided. Then, before she'd had a chance to recover, he pushed her backwards onto the bed.
Marion fell on her back on the mattress and looked at Walt blearily. In a frenzy he tore off all his clothes, sending his boots and jacket, shirt and jeans and cum-stained shorts flying together across the room.
Naked, his body was hairy and powerful. A huge, crimson-knobbed cock jutted stiffly out of the mass of prick curls between his legs.
"Oh God, yes," Marion whimpered. Frantically she tore off the rest of her dress, leaving her as naked as he was. Then she spread her legs wide and waited eagerly for the invasion of his cock.
"Fuck me, Walter." Dropping her hand between her legs, she shamelessly fingerfucked her always-horny pussy before his eyes. "Stick your dick in me. Fuck my cunt hard!"
Walt groaned with animal desire as he climbed onto the bed. Instead of mounting her he grabbed her around the waist and flipped her roughly onto her stomach. Then he pulled up her ass and kicked her thighs apart, putting her in position for the doggie-style fucking he most enjoyed.
"I'm gonna fuck your ass off, you sweet little bitch," he muttered crudely. Crouching behind her wiggling asscheeks, Walt held his thick prick in his fist and rubbed the knob all over the hairy mouth of her pussy. "I'm gonna kill you with my huge prick!"
"Fuck meeee!" Marion cried. As soon as she felt his cockhead press into her cunt she wildly started to hump her ass, clawing the sheets as she pistoned her pussy for the invasion of his cock. "Yes, I want it so bad! Ram your dick in me, fuck my cunt hard!"
Sliding his hands up her soft, slender waist, Walt gripped her huge, hanging tits for support. Then he grunted and bucked his ass, jamming over half of his throbbing hard-on into her pussy with one thrust.
"Unggghhh!" Marion was so overwhelmed by the thickness of his cock that she nearly fell flat on her stomach. But she managed to remain on her hands and knees, bucking insistently, whimpering as her pussy tunnel separated around his invading cock.
"Do you want more of it, bitch?" Walt teased her by keeping only half his massive cock inside her, sighing as her cunt muscles clung juicily to the veined stiffness of the prickshaft. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You want all of my cock!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!" Marion burbled insistently. Her drunkenness loosened the last of her inhibitions; shamelessly, wantonly she was willing to beg for his cock. "Awwwww please, stick it in me! I need to cum again! Go ahead and fuck me haaaard!"
Groaning with satisfaction, Walt sank the last inches of his prick into the clasping sheath of her pussy. For several seconds he paused, savoring the exquisitely tender grip of her cunt around his iron-like shaft.
Then he started fucking her pussy, hammering his aching cock in and out of her cunt. Marion gasped as she felt the steady rhythm filling her hairy pussy deeper with every stroke. Urgently she humped her ass, pounding her cunt frantically onto his magnificent cock.
"Do you want more of it now?" Fucking her faster and harder by the second, Walt tightened his grip on her enormous tits, pinching the stiffened, rubbery nipples as he pounded his cock into her juicy cunt. "Doesn't it feel good? That's what you came into the bar for, isn't it? All you uptown cunts are just the same. You just want to get fucked!"
"Yes, yes, do it harder!" Marion shouted. She held tightly onto the filthy sheets and whipped up her ass, groaning as her cunt was packed again and again with Walt's pulsing, drooling cock. Her pussy was incredibly wet now, so laden with fuck juices that the sweet cream dripped down the insides of her thighs. Any moment she knew she was going to cum.
"Now you're going to get it, bitch," Walt whispered.
Lifting his hips, he suddenly pulled his cock all the way out of her sopping cunt.
Marion thought he'd missed a stroke; whining, she reached between her thighs and groped for his cock, trying to pull the prickshaft back into her pussy where it belonged.
But that wasn't what he had in mind. Walt thrust his hands onto the small of her back and pushed down hard, forcing her to lie flat on her belly. His hands roughly separated her asscheeks. Gripping his warmly pulsing cock, he pushed the heart-shaped knob onto the puckering pink lips of her virgin asshole.
"What ... what are you doing back there?" Marion whimpered fearfully. She turned her head and tried to look at him over her shoulder. "You can't do that to me. Put your cock back into my cunt."
"I told you I was going to fuck your ass off," Walt grunted savagely. "I meant what I said."
Marion lay motionless beneath him, unable to believe what was happening even as his spongy cockhead forced its way between her asscheeks. Never in her life had a man asked to fuck her asshole before. It was so filthy, so perverse. Marion had never thought about it, not even in her wildest fantasies.
Then she felt the thickness of his cock-pushing hard into her asshole. Yelping, grimacing with fear and pain, Marion immediately struggled to get away from him.
"Nooooo!" she cried helplessly. "I mean it now, Walter! I don't want you to fuck me there! Awwww, it's hurting me! Take your dick out right now!"
Walt only chuckled hoarsely. His fingers dug brutally into the rounded, milk-white cheeks of her ass, holding them apart as he crouched over her, completely exposing the little asshole ring that was now stuffed with the head of his cock. His hips started to move, forcing inch after inch of his throbbing cock into the furnace-like heat of her asshole.
Marion felt it now, the pain spreading, the walls of her asshole tearing as they separated around his entering dick.
"Noooo, stop it!" she cried. Again she struggled to get away from him, shrieking to no avail, flailing her little fists on the bed.
Walt moaned and bucked violently, forcing every inch of his prick into the rubbery wetness of her asshole.
Marion abruptly stopped protesting. Shamefully she lay motionless beneath him, overwhelmed by the feeling of having her asshole packed with so much cock.
"Do you like it, bitch?" Walt winced as her asshole muscles involuntarily contracted around the swollen length of his cock. "Feels good, don't it?"
"I hate you," Marion whispered softly. "I hate you to death."
Chuckling softly, Walt pulled his enormous cock slowly out of her greasy asshole. Even more slowly he sank it back in again, filling her to the hilt with his bloated prick.
Then he started fucking her ass, slow and hard.
Marion moaned as she felt her tightly muscled asshole ring respond to the humping rhythm, clenching and squeezing lusciously around his pistoning cock. A few more seconds passed, a few more thrusts. Gradually she realized she was starting to enjoy it.
It felt good getting fucked up the ass. The pain was gone now; it had taken her asshole only a few minutes to get used to the size of Walt's cock. Now she felt only a deep-seated, throbbing pleasure that spread through her loins and moistened her cunt. The pleasure grew more intense every time.
"You do like it now, don't you?" Walt muttered knowingly. He intensified the rhythm of his thrusts, making Marion's asscheeks jiggle obscenely as he thrust his cock all the way into her asshole. "Come on, you can admit it now. You want me to fuck you harder, don't you?"
"Fuck meee," Marion moaned shamelessly.
Abandoning herself to her lewd passions, she feverishly started to pump her hips off the bed, thrusting her asshole onto Walt's driving prick. "Yes, oh you're right, it feels so goood! I'm gonna make it now! Unggghhh! Fuck my asshole, oh, that's right, fuck me as hard as you can!"
Walt quickened his rhythm again, reaming out her ravaged asshole as hard as he could.
Marion shrieked, whimpered, moaned, cried as the bed shook wildly beneath them. She thrust her hand under her undulating belly, groping through her pussy curls for the dripping slit of her cunt.
Locating her swollen clit and gushing cunt-hole, the naked housewife furiously started to jack off. "Fuck me!" she shouted. Her asshole was alive with burning pleasure, repeatedly clenching and squeezing Walt's hammering cock. "Harder! I'm cumming! Fuck me! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The spasms blasted suddenly through both her pussy and asshole, ravishing her nakedness again and again. Marion shrieked and humped her ass as quickly as she could. Her cum lasted nearly a minute, draining her so utterly she thought she might faint.
"Popping my rocks now," Walt grunted. Her asshole muscles had contracted repeatedly around his prick during her cum, milking the jism up from his swollen balls. "Ahhh, yes ... " Walt could feel the cum pushing up his twitching prick, could feel the knob growing as it prepared to unload.
"Here it comes, baby. Ahhhhh ... "
White gobs of cream gushed from his cockhead, searing violently down Marion's cock-filled asshole. It was one of the biggest loads a man had ever dropped in her body in her life.
Again and again the thick jism flooded out of his prick, bathing her asshole in one spurt after another. Her little asshole wasn't large enough for all his cum. The cum dribbled out of her puckered ring around Walt's cock, running obscenely down her thighs onto the bed.
Walt sighed, pressed her asscheeks with his hands and pulled his still-throbbing prick out of the tight grip of her asshole.
Marion sighed with satisfaction and turned to him on the bed. Shamelessly she cupped his cock in her hand and popped the knob into her mouth.
His big prick was coated with her asshole juices, but she didn't care. Marion was grateful to him for her initiation into asshole fucking. She wanted to suck his cock for him. She wanted to drink his cum.
Walt moaned, curled his fingers in her hair, fucked her face tenderly with his rock-hard cock.
Marion wrapped her lips tightly around the center of the prickshaft. She puckered her cheeks, sucking his prick as hard as she could. Already she was wondering which fantasy she'd try to live out next.
CHAPTER FIVE
A few days later, Marion took a mid-afternoon stroll past her daughter Tammy's high school. She really wasn't sure what she had in mind by doing this, at least consciously, but any observer could have answered that question for her. Marion was dressed like the town whore.
Her huge, braless tits swung lasciviously as she walked, held by only a floral print shirt knotted under the twin globes, exposing her slender waist. The blue jean cut-offs were much skimpier than those she did her housework in. This pair was cut almost ridiculously high, letting the cheeks of her ass fall out provocatively on the sides, nearly exposing her cunt curls.
Marion's conscious mind wouldn't let her admit to herself that she was out to seduce a high school boy. Sex with minors was reprehensible, she felt; she would have lost all respect for herself by admitting such an idea. But that was exactly what she was doing, the only reasons she'd worn such clothes and taken her walk in that particular location.
She was passing the football field now, walking in the grass beside the chain-link fence, next to the main boulevard. Just taking an innocent little walk, she told herself. Already countless teenage boys had whistled and hooted at her. Passing cars had swerved dangerously in their lanes. Students passing her on the grass had approached with soft lumps in their crotches, had walked away from her with enormous tents throbbing in their pants.
Just taking a walk, Marion thought and sighed as she felt the burning wetness pulse deep inside her cunt.
A car screeched to a halt beside her. "Hey, lady!" a voice shouted. "You want a ride?"
Marion looked. The car was a hot-rodded Camaro, tilted forward on gigantic rear tires, with a decal advertising a full-bore big block 427 Chevy under the hood. The occupants were two strapping high school boys, too big to be anything but football players. They leered at her openly.
Marion smiled. Her pussy started to ache in anticipation. "Where are you going?" she asked.
"Down the road a ways," the grinning brunette in the back seat said. He was a clean-cut eighteen-year-old, Marion guessed, with a letterman's jacket stretched by his huge shoulders. "We'll let you off anywhere you want."
"Yeah, get in," the blonde driver said. He reached across the seat and kicked open the passenger door.
"Well, I don't see why not," Marion said softly.
She stepped into the car and started to sit on the front seat. Both boys immediately looked nervous. "Uh, that seat, it's kind of rickety, you know," the passenger said. "You better get in the back with me. It might break and hurt you or something."
"Yeah, the front bucket's never been too good in this thing," the driver confirmed.
Obligingly, Marion climbed into the back seat and scooted next to the brunette. She still hadn't admitted to herself that she wanted to be fucked, though her pussy ached and burned in anticipation. The blonde shut the passenger door and wheeled the Camaro back into traffic.
The knowing grin returned to the brunette's face as soon as they'd began to drive again. Tossing his arm on the seat behind Marion's shoulders, he openly studied her voluptuous body. The driver leered at them in the rear-view mirror.
"Real pleased to meet you, lady," the brunette said. "I'm Doug, and this here's Ken driving. What's your name?"
"Marion."
"Marion? Hey, that's a real pretty name. Were you just taking a little afternoon stroll or something? "
Doug stared at her curvaceous figure so pointedly that Marion became nervous and horny at the same time.
"That's right," she said, flushing, and she looked out the window at the fleeting scenery.
"Yeah? It's nice walking by the school, I guess. Those sure are some mighty fine walking clothes you've got on, too."
"Thank you," Marion murmured, embarrassed.
"Don't see too many pretty girls like you in clothes like that," Doug continued, ogling her huge tits. "That blouse, for instance. I guess you wanted to get a little tan while you walked."
"That's right. I did."
"Nice shorts, too. Man, do you ever have some fine legs!"
The buildings beside the road were already fewer and farther between; the boulevard had started into the country.
Doug slid half the way across the seat until his blue-jeaned thigh touched Marion's hip. He patted her knee and slid his hand up her leg toward her cunt.
Marion shuddered as a wet heat stabbed through her pussy. Trying to conceal the fear in her voice, she grabbed Doug's wrist and pushed it away. "Now young man, I think you'd better behave yourself. I'm a little old for you, don't you think?"
Doug grinned, put his hand back on her thigh, pressed his palm on her burning cunt through her short pants. "I don't think you're too old for me, Marion. Shit, you're a better looking piece of ass than all the chicks in school put together."
Marion clamped her thighs shut, but Doug already had his hand where he wanted it. His palm rubbed her pussy until her cunt-hole began to burn and throb and itch.
"I ... I thought you were just going to give me a ride," Marion said. "We're way past my house. You'd better turn back right away."
"Come on, Marion, you don't have to lie to us," Doug replied. "You didn't go out for no damn walk, not in a slut outfit like that. You want to get fucked."
Doug wiggled his hand insistently against her pussy.
Marion's breath caught in her throat. She was getting turned on, she realized, and for the first time she admitted to herself how badly she wanted this teenager's cock ramming in her mouth and cunt.
"Pl ... please take your hand away from there," she whispered tersely, squirming on the seat. "I'm serious now, Doug. You ... you don't know what you're doing to me. I don't want to do anything like this."
"I think I know what I'm doing, Marion."
Again Doug rubbed her pussy between her clenched thighs.
Marion gasped and threw her legs suddenly apart, letting him do whatever he wanted to her cunt.
"Oh, God!" she moaned, throwing her head against the back of the seat. "All right, you win. I'm so horny! Do it to me, oh please, make me hot!"
Chuckling triumphantly, Doug unzipped her cut-offs and pulled them down her long, tapering legs, leaving her naked from the waist down except for her sandals. He groaned at the sight of her thick pussy bush and the dripping slit of her cunt.
Marion held onto her ankles and spread her legs as wide as she could.
The driver, watching them in the rear view, nearly drove off the road.
Doug slipped a finger deep in her aching pussy. "Feel good, Marion? Do you like that?"
"Unh!" Marion shamefully rocked her ass off the car seat, wantonly humping her pussy onto his hand. "Yes, oh unh, oh fucking God, unh unh unh ... "
Her cunt juiced and throbbed and contracted around his finger as Doug moved it lazily in and out. The two football players glanced briefly at each other. They knew they had a live one.
Fingerfucking her pussy with one hand, Doug unzipped his pants and groped in his underwear. He pulled out a gigantic red cock, as thick as Marion's wrist and very long, crowned by a huge, bulbous, purplish knob that was oozing cum all over his jeans.
"Would you like to suck this for me, Marion?" Doug released his cock, letting the big, stiff prick shaft twitch on his belly. He held the back of Marion's head and pulled her face onto his shiny-skinned cockhead. "Don't I have a big dick, baby? That's why all the girls love to fuck me so much. I've got the biggest rod in the whole school!"
Doug pulled her hair, luridly rubbing her cheeks all over his knob until her cheeks were coated with his oozing cum. Marion was as horny as a bitch in heat, and she now knew why she'd taken her walk. Opening her mouth wide, she took the crown of Doug's cock deep down her throat.
"Ahhhh, yesss," Doug hissed.
He released her head and relaxed on the seat, giving himself up to what he correctly assumed would be a Triple A blow job.
With her face stuffed by his pulsing cockhead, Marion frantically fumbled with his belt buckle and zipper. She pulled his pants down to his ankles, completely freeing his enormous cock, revealing his hairy, cum-clotted balls.
"Suck on it, baby!" Doug grunted and heaved his ass off the seat, fucking her face with his stone-hard prick. "It feels so good! My nuts are like lead! Suck off my cock!"
Marion held his veined dick shaft firmly in her fist, so the knob wouldn't twitch out of her clasping lips. Hungrily she sucked on the rosy crown, darting her tongue into the thin cum slit.
It was an enormous, delicious cock. Marion moaned happily as she lapped up the cum cream oozing profusely from his prick. She sucked his cock very loudly, shamelessly oblivious to the slurping, gulping, lapping sounds of the blow job that filled the interior of the car.
They were out in the country now, with only an occasional farm or barn in sight. The driver Ken saw a dirt road. He turned off onto it, and Marion had to steady herself so the ruts and bumps wouldn't make her bite down on Doug's cock.
It was so big and hard and thick, and she was dying to taste his spurting cum. Feverishly Marion began to jack off the huge cockshaft as she sucked it, milking and tugging more of his cock between her lips.
Her mouth clamped in a wet, hungry circle around his prick. Marion rolled her tongue all over the knob and puckered her cheeks violently, increasing the suction in her throat.
"I'm gonna unload, baby!" Doug squealed excitedly. His prick swelled to mammoth dimensions inside her stretched mouth. His balls, heavy with jism, tightened as she cupped the twin globes in her free hand. "Suck on it! Suck my cock, oh please, oh yes! Ahhhhhh!"
The cum streamed from his purplish cockhead, shooting explosively down Marion's throat. Marion immediately started gulping the delicious jism, swallowing every drop. Her hand raced up and down his throbbing prickshaft. Her lips nursed and licked and feverishly sucked every spurt out of his cumming prick.
Ken, too excited to drive any longer, pulled the Camaro to a stop on a grassy patch under an oak tree.
Marion realized dimly that they were on some sort of fire trail, miles away from the nearest house. The two boys could do whatever they wanted to her.
"Get out of the car, god damn it!" Ken demanded. The husky blonde kicked open his door and climbed out from behind the wheel. "Both of you! Jesus, my prick's never been this stiff. I'm gonna fuck you to death!"
Doug opened the door and pushed Marion out in front of him. She staggered into Ken, who grabbed her skimpy blouse and tore it off completely, leaving her naked except for her sandals.
Both boys gasped at the sight of her big, bare tits, ogling her silver-dollar sized nipples.
Ken tore off his jeans, releasing a rock-hard prick that was nearly as large as Doug's hard-on had been. Grabbing her around the waist, he pulled her on top of him on the grass.
"Sit on it, baby!" Ken lay on his back on the grass, holding his throbbing cock in his fist, trying to jam the knob into Marion's wet cunt. "Please, sit on it now!"
Marion squatted on top of him, spreading her knees and planting them on the grass to either side of his hips. Moaning, she reached between her thighs and grasped the hotly pulsing shaft of his big prick.
The oozing knob felt extremely good as she rubbed it all over her cunt.
Doug chuckled behind her.
Ken held onto her hips and gasped.
Marion fit the tip into her pussy and bucked her ass hard, groaning as the meaty inches of his cock disappeared into the hairy bush of her cunt.
"You're tight, baby!" Ken cried. He stared in fascination at the upperside of his prick, watching its thickness bore into the fur-fringed lips of her sucking pussy. "Shit, you're tighter than any chick on the cheerleading squad! All the way in, honey! Take all of my prick!"
Marion leaned forward and held onto his shoulders, letting her huge tits dangle provocatively over his chest. Her pussy was particularly tight today, for some reason, in spite of its wetness. She had to buck her ass repeatedly to force all of Ken's cock up her cunt.
Then it was all the way inside her, throbbing deep inside her belly, seeming to bore all the way into her throat. Marion squealed as she felt the strong muscles of her pink cunt-hole clasping and milking the boy's cock.
Slowly she lifted her hips, letting his prick slide out of her gushing pussy until only the knob parted her pouted lips. A little more urgently she sat back down again. Then she started fucking him, grunting animalistically, rhythmically pounding her pussy onto the satisfying stiffness of his long, thick prick.
Ken withdrew his hands from her bouncing asscheeks and hungrily squeezed her jiggling tits. "Oh, yesss ... " he luridly sighed. His hips began to move off the grass, up and down, meeting Marion's strokes as he thrust his rock-hard cock through the enveloping wetness of her pussy slit.
"Do you like it, Marion?" Doug asked. He lay on the grass beside them, watching in fascination as his friend's swollen cock pumped wetly in and out of her cunt. Already his own cock had begun to swell with fresh arousal. "You are a horny bitch, aren't you? Damn, Ken, look at her go!"
"F-f-fuck meeee!" Marion cried. Her knees thudded painfully on the grass as she feverishly bucked, making his balls slap the crack of her ass with every deep, all-the-way-in thrust. "Oh I'm hot, I'm so fucking hot! Make me cum, Kenny! Fuck my pussy, fuck it with your dick!"
"Yeah, you are a hot bitch," Doug whispered excitedly. His huge cock, now as hard as iron, jutted out of his short cock-hairs. Slowly he started jacking off as he watched. "Really hot. A nympho almost."
Seeing Doug's enormous, stiff cock out of the corner of her eye, Marion had a horny idea. "Fuck me, Doug!" she cried. Leaning forward, she spread her ass cheeks with her hands and showed him her itching, puckering asshole. "Both of you, at the same time. Don't waste it jacking off! I want you to ram that fat prick up my ass!"
"Jesus, a two-prong," Doug whispered reverently. "You are a nympho! Jesus Christ!"
Ken, also excited by the idea, stopped fucking long enough to let his friend mount the horny housewife.
Doug crawled behind her, kneeling between the spread thighs of both Ken and Marion. He held his gigantic, pulsing prick in his fist and pushed the knob onto the rubbery ring of her asshole.
Eagerly Marion kept her asscheeks spread, waiting for the invasion of the second cock. She was no longer afraid of taking it up the asshole anymore. Ever since fucking Walt, she'd dreamed of the next man who would give her the second kind of fucking she so much enjoyed.
Gripping her hips, Doug centered his prick onto her asshole. His prick was already soaked with Marion's saliva and his drooling cum; there was no need for further lubrication. He pushed down hard, jamming the first several inches of his cock into the powerful grip of her asshole.
"Unggghhh!" Marion fell forward onto Ken's chest, moaning as her asshole was stretched by his invading cock. "That's right, lover! Oh God, your dick is big! Stick it all the way in now! Fuck my ass haaard!"
Doug panted and bucked, too horny to consider the pain he might have caused her, forcing the thick inches of his prick into her burning asshole.
Marion frantically started fucking, humping in both directions, pounding her pussy and asshole onto the two big pricks. "Fuck me!" she gasped repeatedly. Her cunt and asshole were stuffed. She felt like her whole body was being invaded by one giant cock. "Oh yes, oh God yes! Unggghhh! Making me cum, oh ahhhhh, making me cummm!"
Doug forced the base of his prick between her stretched asscheeks, filling all of her asshole with his cock. Slowly he started fucking her, wincing as he felt the incredible pressure of her asshole muscles contracting reflexively around his aching cock.
"Unggghhh!" Marion grunted. She shook her head and humped blindly, almost unable to stand the intensity of the two-prong fucking. "More! Oh Jesus, ungghhh!"
Biting his lip, Ken began to move beneath her, pushing his blood-laden cock in and out of her greasy cunt. It took the two friends a moment to catch on to each other's rhythm. Then they were both fucking her in unison, steadily driving their fat-knobbed pricks into her pussy and ass.
"I'm cumming!" Marion shrieked hoarsely. "I can't take it anymore! Your dicks are so big! Cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
It was the fastest a man's fucking had made her cum since her honeymoon, and it was one of the hardest she'd ever experienced. Marion did black out this time, unable to sustain conscious thought as the delicious spasms ripped through her body, forcing her cunt and asshole to clench around the boys' thrusting, throbbing cocks.
When she came to a minute later they were still fucking her, harder than ever before. Marion found her cunt and asshole completely drenched with cum juice. There was not even the slightest pain now as Doug hammered his enormous cock into the rubbery grip of her asshole.
"I can't take this," Doug panted. "Incredible ... her ass is so fucking tight. Sucks me like a machine ... "
"Fuck meeee!" Marion shouted. Tirelessly she started humping all over beneath their two muscular bodies, slamming her cunt and asshole onto their stiffened cocks. "Make me cum, please, I want to cum forever! Your pricks are so big, I love them! Make me cummmm!"
"Unggghhh!" Ken grunted. The boy's cheeks flushed as the jism churned in his nuts, as his prick grew to a total stiffness inside Marion's sucking cunt. "I'm popping off now, I can feel it! Oh fuck, I'm losing my wad! Unggghhh! Here it cummmm!"
White spurts of cream shot out of his crimson prickhead, shooting Marion's hairy pussy full of cum. The boy cried as if in pain and fucked feverishly beneath her, pumping his squirting cock in and out of her cunt, emptying all his cum into her clinging, burning cunt.
"I'm making it," Doug whispered. His prick too grew in her asshole, swelling to enormous dimensions as it thrust in and out of her rubbery, ravaged cunt-hole. "Oh shit, here it is, honey! Ahhhhhh ... "
He came as well, blasting spurt after burning spurt of jism into the root of her buttery asshole. It was as big a load as the first; the cum kept streaming and shooting from his spongy cockhead as if the jism would never stop flooding out of his balls.
Their spurting cocks were still hard, and they were still fucking her. Again Marion felt the familiar heat building deep inside her loins, contracting her asshole and pussy around their hardened shafts.
"Cumming!" she moaned. Like a horny animal she bucked furiously between them, filling her cunt and asshole with their cocks. "Unggghhh! Oh fuck, oh shit, cuuummmiiinnngggg!"
It was the second cum in a row, the first twin orgasm she'd ever had when she wasn't jacking off. Wildly Marion heaved and bucked and humped, crying as the spasms ravished her pussy and asshole at once. When they finally subsided a dreamy, content, utterly satisfied smile spread across her face. Sighing, she relaxed between the two footballs players' exhausted bodies.
First with a salesman, then a biker, then two teenage boys. Marion flushed proudly; she hadn't felt guilty about it once. She was almost tempted to tell her daughter about her conquests. Maybe Tammy wouldn't think she was such a hung-up old maid after all.
CHAPTER SIX
Tammy wasn't thinking about her mother at all at that moment, actually, though their activities were more connected then than either of them realized. While Marion was fucking her brains out with two football players, Tammy was preparing to seduce Ernie Hanson, their high school coach.
Hanson was a medium-tall, extremely broad-shouldered and thick-legged man in his early fifties. A long time ago he had been a linebacker with the Green Bay Packers. Hanson bragged about this frequently, rarely mentioning that he'd been second string, or that he'd been cut after two years with the team. He had a square jaw, a square face, a crew cut, and looked like a bulldog, as a high school football coach was supposed to look.
He lived down the street from Tammy, in a big ranch-style house with a swimming pool in the backyard. Hanson bragged about the swimming pool too. Tammy didn't know why he turned her on, but he did. For years she'd been watching him as he mowed his lawn on weekends, wondering if she should make him her latest fuck.
It was now three in the afternoon. Tammy didn't know it, but her mother had just finished fucking Doug and Ken out in the woods. Whistling under her breath, the stacked, horny blonde teenager walked across the street towards the Hanson house.
All she had on was a bikini, sandals and a beach towel slung over her shoulder. The bikini was a sheer string, revealing nearly all of her big tits and ripe, peach-shaped little ass. Tammy considered her appearance and giggled vixenishly as she walked up the path to his backyard fence. Ernie Hanson was about to get fucked.
Hanson was sitting on a patio lounger by his pool, reading the sports section of the local paper. He wore a pair of boxer-style swim trunks stretched in the front by his enormous beer belly. He always liked to sunbathe like this after school, usually remaining by the pool until dusk. Tammy knew his habits, had counted on them for the seduction.
Tammy opened the backyard gate and walked towards the pool.
Hanson looked up, then did a double take as he saw what she was wearing.
"Hi, Mr. Hanson!" Tammy said innocently. "I'm sorry for not knocking, but there wasn't anything to knock. I've come to ask you a favor."
Hanson gulped hard as he stared at her luscious young body. "Wh-what's that?"
"Well, I was thinking of trying out for the swimming team next year, see, cause I want to get involved in some athletics. I'm sure you can understand that, being a coach and all. But I need a place to practice first. I was wondering, would it be okay if I swam some laps in your pool?"
Hanson looked as if he'd just swallowed a fly. He couldn't take his eyes off her curvaceous figure. "Uh, I don't see why not," he stammered distractedly. "A coach could never say no to a request like that, heh, heh, heh."
Tammy kicked off her sandals, dropped the towel and skipped to the pool. "Thanks, Mr. Hanson! I promise I won't be long."
With surprisingly good form, Tammy dove from the edge into the water and started swimming around the circumference of the pool; it was much too small to do laps in the conventional sense of the word.
Actually, she had no intention of swimming any more than necessary, just as she had no intention of trying out for any form of organized athletics. Fucking was the only kind of exercise Tammy was interested in, and it had kept her body in wonderful shape so far. It had only been an excuse to visit Ernie Hanson, to show him her body and turn him on, to fuck him.
Tammy breast-stroked easily around the pool for a few minutes, watching him from the corner of her eye when she wasn't underwater.
Ernie was pretending to read his sporting section, but he was a poor actor. It would have been obvious to anyone that he was lustfully admiring her body.
"Whew! I guess that's enough for me!" Climbing out of the pool, Tammy flopped on the towel in front of his lounge chair. "Swimming sure is hard work, isn't it, Mr. Hanson?"
"All sports are hard work, Tammy," Ernie replied automatically, admiring her tits. "You've got to work hard to get ahead, not just in sports but in life."
"I'll say! Hey, Mr. Hanson, do you mind if I sunbathe for a while?" Tammy rolled onto her back and looked at him hopefully. "This is such a nice place for it."
"Why should I mind?" Hanson chuckled.
"Well, it's kind of hard to say this ... "
Tammy paused and tried to look embarrassed. "But I really like to sunbathe in the raw. Would it bother you if I took off my suit, sir? I won't if you don't want me to."
As casually as he could, Ernie folded the sporting section over his rapidly swelling cock. "Uh, no, Tammy, I won't object to that. Just don't let it get around, uh, if you know what I mean."
Tammy smiled, sat up on the towel and undid the strategically placed knots holding the string bikini together. It fell away from her, instantly exposing every inch of her mouth-watering teenage nakedness. Sighing, Tammy stretched out on her back and shut her eyes.
Minutes passed. Even with her eyes closed Tammy could feel Hanson's eyes studying her gorgeous body, devouring her big tits and long legs and the curly-haired triangle of her cunt. It was hard to keep herself from smiling. The seduction was progressing very nicely.
"Uh, Mr. Hanson, I'm sorry to bother you again," she murmured, opening her eyes. "But do you have some tanning butter? I don't want to get burned."
"I have some uh-uh-oil," Hanson croaked. His face was very red; he couldn't take his eyes off her fat, red nipples. "If that's okay."
"Would you mind putting it on me? I always miss places when I do it myself."
Hanson picked up the Coppertone, slid off the lounge chair and knelt beside her on the patio. His hands shook as he poured some oil onto the palm of his hand, then rubbed it gingerly on the middle of Tammy's soft thigh.
"Mmmm, that feels good, Mr. Hanson," Tammy smiled and parted her legs slightly, allowing him a view of her small, curly-haired pussy slit. "Go higher."
Hanson's fingers twitched as he smeared oil on her upper thighs. He rubbed her inner legs with both hands, coming within inches of her pussy. His expression was a mask of frustrated lust.
Tammy judged he was going to lose control of himself at any moment.
What was the point of waiting any longer? "Mr. Hanson," Tammy whispered sweetly, "Can I ask you a question?"
"S-s-sure, darling. Anything you'd like."
"What's that big thing sticking out of your trunks?"
Gasping, Hanson dropped the lotion and stared down at his cock. Obscenely it had formed an enormous tent in his trunks, throbbing noticeably, as hard as iron.
Hanson knew he'd been caught. He flushed beet-red, shuddered from head to toe. Then with a soft little yelp he gave in completely: lunging between Tammy's open thighs, he buried his face in her pussy.
"I can't take it anymore!" he cried, his voice muffled by her cunt-hair. "I want to eat your pussy! I don't care how old you are! I can't fucking stand it!"
Gasping, Tammy sat up and looked down at him with pretended horror. "Mr. Hanson, what are you doing?! You stop that right now!"
Groaning, ignoring her, Hanson thrust his hands under her thighs and gripped the rounded cheeks of her ass. He rubbed his face all over her steaming pussy, as if he couldn't get enough of the intoxicating aroma of her wet, teenage cunt.
Then he began to suck and kiss and lick her pussy, thrusting his tongue into her little pink slit. It soon became obvious that he had mastered subjects other than coaching. Hanson was one of the best pussysuckers Tammy had ever had.
"Ungghhh!" A wanton grimace contorted Tammy's face as she felt his tongue bringing pleasure to her cunt, spreading the fur-fringed lips, darting close to her clit. "Oh, Mr. Hanson!" Helplessly she humped her ass, whimpering as her pussy began to itch and ache and burn. "What're you doing to me! Oh, oh shit! You're making me hot!"
"Love it," Hanson moaned. He tenderly squeezed her ass cheeks and again rubbed his face on her hairy cunt, smearing his cheeks with her fuck juices, like a starving man who hadn't eaten in months. "Tastes so good ... nothing like young twat ... so fucking gooood ... "
Withdrawing one hand from her shivering asscheeks, Hanson slid his fingers up her oiled inner thigh.
Tammy yelped as his fingers parted her swollen cuntlips, pushing into her pussy.
Hanson began to fingerfuck her burning cunt-hole, teasing the underside of her clit with his tongue.
"Unh unh oh yes, unh unh unh unh!" Grunting lewdly, abandoning all pretense of resistance, Tammy thrust her fingers into the football coach's thick, graying hair. "Suck me!" Feverishly she pistoned her asscheeks off the towel, rhythmically pounding her pussy onto his mouth. "Eat it, you big bastard, oh fuck you've got me hot, oh fuck! Suck me, Mr. Hanson! Eat my cunt!"
Hanson buried a third finger in her sopping, swollen pussy. He flicked her clit wildly with the tip of his tongue, making Tammy buck and whine with pleasure as the heat built in the depths of her cunt. Then he wrapped his lips around the hard little bud and sucked it hungrily, simultaneously ramming his fingers all the way into her cunt.
"Cumming!" Tammy shrieked. She locked her thighs around his head and hammered her little ass nimbly off the towel. Even her little asshole throbbed and puckered as the cum drenched her cunt with fuck juice. "Unghhh! Oh Mr. Hanson, it feels so good! Awww awww suck me, oh Christ, oh God I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Repeatedly the spasms pumped through Tammy's pussy, making her clit tingle madly as it was titillated by Hanson's tongue. When she was able to stop humping and open her eyes, the football coach had finally withdrawn his lips from her dripping cunt slit.
His trunks were off, leaving him naked. Beneath his beer belly rose a cock that was of average length but incredibly thick, throbbing and pulsing luridly up and down as he held it in his hand. Fresh desire coursed through Tammy's pussy as she watched clear jism drip from the spongy, heart-shaped knob. Already she was anxious to feel that thick column of cock spearing into her cunt.
"I'm going to fuck you," Hanson whispered hoarsely. He crouched between her sweating thighs and stared hungrily at her wet pussy. "I don't care if you're young. I don't care if you're on the pill. Go ahead and have babies. I've got to cum in your cunt!"
Giggling at his uncontrollable arousal, Tammy spread-eagled her thighs and lifted her knees to her shoulders, completely baring her cunt for the invasion of his prick.
"I'm on the pill, Mr. Hanson. Don't worry. Besides," she added coyly, "it's the least I can do to reward you for the way you sucked my cunt. Go ahead and fuck me as hard as you want!"
Holding his fat cock in his fist, Hanson thrust the knob between the lips of her cunt.
Tammy stiffened and arched her back.
Hanson sat down slowly between her thighs, groaning in ecstasy as inch after inch of his cock bored into her buttery pussy.
She was so wet that insertion was easy, but her teenage cunt was still lusciously tight. Hanson lay motionless on top of her for several seconds, savoring the feel of her stacked young body beneath him, the pressure of her pussy muscles as they sucked, tugged and milked the veined shaft of his aching prick.
"Fuck me, Mr. Hanson!" Unable to control herself, Tammy eagerly humped her ass off the towel. "You've got me so horny! Don't make me wait! Fuck my cunt!"
Hanson settled into a comfortable position on top of her, resting his head between her shoulder and cheek. He sighed as he began to fuck her pussy hard and fast, packing her cunt deeper with every stroke of his thick, hotly pulsing cock.
"Awwww! Haaarder!" Tammy cried. Lifting and locking her thighs around his broad back, she began to pound her cunt onto his cock in an orgy of driven lust. "You're gonna make me cum again, Mr. Hanson! Oh God, keep fucking me! I love your fat cock, it feels so good!"
Hanson turned his head, resting his cheek on her big, jiggling tits. He caught her nipple and sucked it as he fucked her, moaning as he felt the rubbery tip stiffen on his tongue.
His fucking motions became more energetic, despite his age; heavily he slammed his hairy ass up and down between her thighs. Soon they were fucking together as hard as they could, in unison, slapping their sweating bellies luridly together as they feverishly humped.
Tammy felt the heat building inside her pussy, her clit tingling and growing as she prepared to cum. Clawing his brawny shoulders, she pounded her pussy onto his cock and closed her thighs around his waist with all her might.
"Cumming now!" she cried. The sweet spasms gushed through her cock-stuffed pussy, deluging her hairy cunt with juice. "Ungghhh! Oh Mr. Hanson, oh fucking Christ! I'm unh, I'm unh, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Repeatedly the cum coursed through her nakedness, reflexively causing the walls of her cunt to contract tightly around Hanson's cock. Hanson moaned as the jism churned in his balls. Suddenly he thrust hard between her thighs, ramming his fat prick as far up her pussy as it would go.
"Ahhhhhh ... "
Streams of white cream flooded up out of his bloated balls, gushing violently from his cock slit.
Tammy whimpered happily as she felt his jism splashing deep inside her ravaged cunt. She flexed her pussy muscles, milking out every drop of his salty cum.
"Oh, that was so good," Hanson moaned. He buried his face on her shoulder and spoke in what sounded like an impassioned entreaty to the heavens. "Please forgive me for fucking a girl this young. I couldn't help it, I couldn't, please forgive me, please ... "
Tammy giggled and pushed him off of her. "Aw, knock off the shit, Mr. Hanson. I wanted you to fuck me, and I really got off on it! To tell the truth, that's the main reason I came over here."
Hanson lay beside her and looked at her in astonishment. "You're joking!"
"No I'm not! All that stuff about the swimming team was a bunch of bullshit. I just wanted to show you my body and turn you on."
Hanson shook his head, obviously shocked and pleased that such a gorgeous young girl could find him so sexually desirable. "I never would have guessed."
"And you were a good fuck, too!" Giggling, Tammy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a passionate, tongue-twining kiss. "You really were! We can fuck some other time, if you want to. I mean, I practically live next door."
Hanson held her waist and returned the kiss. For nearly a minute their lips pressed together as their tongues thrust deeply into each others' mouths.
Then Tammy noticed that the football coach was getting another hard-on. Smiling, she dropped her hand between his legs and cupped his burgeoning cock.
"I never did pay you back for the fantastic way you ate my pussy, Mr. Hanson," she purred. "I mean, one good suck deserves another, right?"
Understanding her meaning, Hanson sighed and stretched out on his back, with his stone-stiff prick twitching and pulsing in mid-air.
Tammy lay across his enormous belly and wrapped her little fist firmly around the base of his cock.
For nearly a minute she just teased him with her tongue, licking and tickling the fat knob of his cock.
Hanson grunted as his prick swelled harder and longer, and his balls tightened with their growing load of cum.
Then, opening her mouth wide, Tammy dropped her head onto his burning cock. She didn't always give blow jobs, as she preferred to have her pussy eaten, but when she did she made sure that the lucky man would remember her lips and tongue for a long, long time.
Tammy's first boyfriend, whom she'd fucked at a young age, had taught her the key to giving head. The secret wasn't any of the little flicks or caresses extolled in any of the sex manuals. It was sucking, hard, straight, wet, prolonged sucking, and Tammy had never met a man yet who didn't appreciate the simplicity of her technique.
Furiously then, she engulfed the coach's cock. Tammy's cheeks puckered inwards, sharply increasing the suction in her throat. Her lips formed a tight circle around the center of his prick. Then she started to suck his cock extremely hard, until her cheeks flushed brightly with the energy of the blow job.
"Unhhh!" Hanson bit his lip and writhed on the towel, already feeling his balls swelling with his second load of cum. "Oh God, Tammy!" He thrust his hands into her thick blonde hair, pushing more of his stiffened cock down her throat. "That's so nice. Suck it for me now. Eat all of my dick!"
"Ummmllrrrrppp," Tammy slurped. The slobbering sounds came freely from her lips as she worked on Hanson's cock, rolling her tongue frantically all over the knob. She didn't move her head up and down or even bother to tickle his balls. All she did was suck.
And stroke. Tammy tightened her fist around his cockshaft, milking his prick. Then she furiously began to pump her little hand up and down, beating his cock into her mouth.
"Ahhh, fuck!" Hanson gasped. His cock swelled stiffer and stiffer, as if it would burst through the stretched, reddish skin. "Harder, baby! Oh fucking God!"
His balls were swollen to bursting; he was obviously getting close. Tammy took a deep breath through her nose and pushed her head down hard, engulfing over half of his cock. Then she sucked his prick in a shameless fever of lust, applying her last reserves of strength solely to his twitching, pulsing prick.
"Ahhhhhh ... " Hanson moaned.
Gobs of thick jism pumped out of his cockhead in one torrent of cream after another. Tammy moaned as she felt the jism streaming down her throat. The coach's cum tasted delicious. Lewdly she worked her throat muscles, gulping and swallowing down as much as she could.
But it was an incredibly big load, as if he'd never cum that afternoon at all. The jism continued to squirt out of his prick, puffing out Tammy's cheeks as she tried to gulp it all down. Then it ran out of her mouth around his pumping cock, dripping luridly onto her tits.
Afterwards, as they lay side by side on the patio lounger, enjoying the affectionate cuddling that invariably follows a good fuck, Hanson imparted a bit of information that Tammy found extremely interesting.
"You know, I'm kind of surprised you'd be impressed by my dick," Hanson said.
"But it's so thick!" Tammy giggled and squeezed his softened cock. "Don't you believe me?"
"Oh, I believe you, all right. I know it's thick. But still, you know, considering that Johnny's your kid brother, I wouldn't much expect you to be impressed by any guy."
Tammy looked at him questioningly.
Hanson was surprised. "You mean you didn't know? Jesus, I figured for sure you would."
"Know what?"
"The size of your kid brother's dick, that's what!" Hanson replied. "I teach his P.E. class. Christ, all the kids in the locker room call him Kingsnake. I never seen a kid hung like that before. The cock he's got looks like it got stolen off a Shetland Pony."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Johnny, son of Mike and Marion, younger brother of Tammy, was a slender, rather feminine-looking teenager with wide blue eyes and a mop of unruly brown hair. There was nothing whatever in his appearance to suggest that Johnny could be so incredibly well-hung. But he was, and that was the reason a shy, awkward high school sophomore could be so popular with the girls.
As thick around as a much larger man's wrist, Johnny's cock measured a full ten and a half inches when stiff. It had started growing when he'd reached puberty. A year or so later he'd realized how much girls liked his enormous cock, how they delighted in feeling and seeing it, even sucking it and, eventually, stuffing it into their wet cunts. They'd even told their friends about him. The word of Johnny's endowment had quickly spread.
Johnny enjoyed fucking very much, but it was hard to truly crave sex when it was so readily available. Besides, like any growing boy, he liked to be alone sometimes. Sometimes he could pretty much take fucking or leave it. But his many teenage girlfriends rarely felt this way. Sometimes Johnny was tempted to beat them off with the proverbial stick.
One girl Johnny could never seem to get rid of was Prissy. Prissy was very attractive, a slender redhead with adorable freckles and a round little ass that twitched provocatively when she walked. Johnny would have liked her quite a bit, but she never let him alone. All Prissy ever wanted to do was suck and fuck his huge cock. She was always pawing it, and she was always coming over unexpectedly with some cheap excuse. Five minutes didn't pass on their dates before she was pleading to stuff it into her mouth.
It happened again Saturday morning. Johnny was lying on his bed thumbing through a comic book, dressed only in a pair of jockey shorts that bulged almost preposterously around his soft, mammoth cock. He thought he was alone in the house, but, unbeknownst to him, Tammy hadn't gone out yet.
There was a knock on the door of his bedroom, which opened before he'd had a chance to respond. Prissy entered shyly but eagerly, wearing jeans and a print blouse. Johnny could tell how horny she was by the look in her eyes.
"Hi, Johnny!" Prissy gushed. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop in! I hope I'm not bothering you."
Johnny tossed the comic book off the bed, groaned and stared miserably at the ceiling. "Prissy! Jesus Christ!"
Ignoring this comment, which she was more than used to, Prissy removed something from her back pocket and crossed the room, her gorgeous red curls bouncing on her shoulders as she moved.
"I brought the calendar over for you," she said, tossing the small book on the bed. "You said you wanted it."
Johnny regarded the calendar as he would a turd that had flown through his window and plopped on his foot. "I never said I wanted any calendar," he said gruffly.
"Well, I thought you did. Anyhow, I was in the neighborhood, so I just thought I'd drop by and give it to you. That's all."
Johnny squinted at her knowingly. "Oh, that's all, huh? Well, I guess you can leave now, huh? I mean, you just wanted to give me the calendar. You can take off."
Prissy bit her lip, unable to think of anything to say. Gradually her expression cracked. Johnny thought she might break into tears.
"Oh, Johnny!" Whimpering hornily, Prissy threw herself onto the bed and pawed shamelessly at his cock. "Give me your dick! You know I just want to suck on it! Awww please, let me put it in my mouth!"
Johnny wanted to shove her roughly away, but the genuine misery in her voice aroused his pity. That was the whole trouble with him, he thought. He was just too nice a guy.
"Awww, Prissy." Staring at the ceiling, he submitted without protest as she shoved her hand in his shorts and fished madly for his enormous cock.
"You always pull this shit on me."
"It's so beautiful," Prissy gushed. She pulled his snake-like cock out of his jockeys and squeezed it tightly in her little fist, watching the apple-sized knob puff and swell with the pressure. "You know I love your big prick, Johnny. I can't help myself. I just want to suck it for the rest of my life!"
Johnny would have much preferred to return to the adventures of the Fantastic Four, but his cock began to respond in spite of himself to Prissy's frantic ministrations. Like a whale rising from the depths of the ocean, the huge cockshaft swelled and grew, rising from his stomach, twitching as it stiffened further and tried to stretch its way out of his shorts.
"Oh God, now it's getting hard!" Prissy's eyes widened with wonder. She never failed to delight in watching his mammoth prick swell. "Please let me give you a blow job now, Johnny. I can't stand it anymore! Honest, it'll be the best sucking your cock ever got!"
"Oh, go ahead," Johnny muttered.
Eagerly, feverishly, Prissy tore his jockeys down his thighs, leaving him completely naked. His cock was now stone-hard, bloated to its full ten and a half inches. Unlike most extremely big cocks, and perhaps because of Johnny's age, his prick always grew incredibly stiff. Now it rose in a crescent out of his cock-hairs and equally large balls, throbbing and jerking warmly as the spongy, rosy crown began to ooze jism as it twitched three inches over his navel.
"Mmmmm, Johnny!"
Prissy grabbed his cock, but it was much too thick to be held by her little fist. She had to hold it in both hands if she wanted to beat his prick, which she did, very much.
Clutching his enormous cock like a baseball bat, holding it perpendicular to his stomach, Prissy feverishly stroked it up and down.
Johnny shuddered as the burning stiffness grew more intense throughout his cock. "All right," he gasped. "I'm horny now. Suck it for me, Prissy. Suck my cock all you want."
Prissy's lips were already drooling. The teenage girl dropped her head with a little whimper, opening her mouth as wide as she could. It took her nearly half a minute to simply stuff the head of his cock between her lips. When she succeeded her mouth was packed obscenely by it, as if her full pink lips would burst around the thickness of his cock.
"Ummfff," Prissy grunted. Her cheeks flushed as she panted through her nose, continuing to stuff more of his cock down her throat. Gradually her lips seemed to loosen, and she had the first three inches of his ten-inch-plus prick oozing cum between her lips.
Prissy puckered her cheeks sharply until golf balls could have been dropped in the indentations.
Her hand tightened around his unblemished pink cockshaft, squeezing and milking his prick with ten plump little fingers. Then she violently started sucking his cock, repeatedly thrusting her tongue into the open cock-slit.
"Unggghhh!" Johnny grunted as his face contorted with pleasure. No matter what else he thought of her, Johnny had to admit that Prissy's wanton enthusiasm made her very good at giving head. "Oh Jesus, Prissy, that feels nice. Keep sucking it now. Ungghhh!"
Contented slurping, smacking sounds came from Prissy's wide-stretched lips as she happily sucked on his prick. Several times she tried to push her head down farther, as she had tried many times before. But it was impossible. Her mouth was simply too small for more than three inches of his cock.
But that was enough. Prissy made the best of what she had, slithering her lips lusciously up and down his stiffened prick. Occasionally she lifted her head slightly to suck feverishly on the knob for a moment, before dropping down again and clasping her lips in their usual position an inch under the spongy head.
"I'm getting close, Prissy!" Johnny moaned. He winced and rocked his hips helplessly on the mattress, almost unable to stand the tingling stiffness shooting through the length of his enormous prick. His hands thrust behind her head, digging into her beautiful red curls. "Unggghhh! Suck it now! I'm about to pop my rocks!"
Prissy bobbed her head, fucking her face on his cock. It was another attempt to get more of his prick down her throat. Her hands clenched his veined cockshaft until her knuckles whitened. She jacked and sucked him off as hard as she could.
"Ahhhhh ... " Johnny moaned.
Unfortunately, when Johnny came, Prissy's head was on an upstroke, and she only had the tip of his cock between her pursed lips. This guaranteed quite a mess, as Johnny's cum load was always every bit as big as his cock.
A torrent of jism burst from his swollen knob, shooting into Prissy's mouth and splashing against her throat. It was as if someone had stuck a firehose between her lips. The violently shooting cum cascaded back out of her mouth, splashing luridly on her chin and blouse and all over Johnny's heaving stomach.
"Umnnnn," Prissy moaned. She squeezed his prick even tighter as the cum continued to pour out of his cockhead and again sank as much of his prick between her lips as she could. The rest of his load pumped securely down her throat. Hungrily Prissy swallowed down every drop.
"You really got to watch that," Johnny said, shaking his head. "That stuff's hard to get out of your clothes. I don't know how you're going to go home and explain those cum stains to your mom."
"I don't care," Prissy said. She squeezed his slightly softened cock and looked at him with wide, adoring eyes. Her mouth and cheeks were covered with his dripping cum. "I love your dick, Johnny," she sighed, rubbing her face all over the knob. "I wanna get married to you and have your babies, and suck and fuck you every day!"
"Oh, Christ," Johnny muttered.
Prissy kissed and licked his prick for nearly a minute, until a wicked look came into her eyes. Again she grabbed his rubbery cock in both hands. This time she jacked him off much harder, until her fists moved in a blur and her wrists ached with the frantic stroking of his prick.
Knowing what she was up to, Johnny made a half-hearted attempt to twist away. "Come on, Prissy, knock it off. I already let you suck me. Don't get greedy. I'll fuck you some other time."
"I want you to fuck me now, Johnny!" Harder and harder Prissy jacked off his cock, staring intently at the spongy knob. "Please make it stiff for me again, oh please! I want it in my cunt!"
Shutting his eyes, Johnny did his best to think of rusting beer cans, decomposing bodies and decrepit old ladies. But it was no use. He was a teenager at the peak of his sexual powers. It was all too easy for him to get two hard-ons in a row.
A minute later, just as Prissy's wrists were beginning to wear out, Johnny's big cock was as hard as iron. Prissy released his cockshaft and stared delightedly at the gigantic prick, watching it jerk and throb luridly on his belly. Then, never taking her eyes from the cock she loved, she rose from the bed and began to struggle out of her clothes.
"You're gonna wear me out, Prissy," Johnny said miserably. "I'll be an old man by the time I turn twenty."
"Wanna fuck you," Prissy murmured hoarsely. She struggled hurriedly out of her blouse and jeans, exposing her round little tits, long, freckled legs and the red thatch of her pussy triangle. "I love your cock, Johnny. I want to fuck it all day."
Prissy climbed onto the bed and straddled him, planting her knees onto the mattress to either side of his hips. Grasping his rock-hard prick, she lifted it between her spread thighs and rubbed the knob back and forth on her pussy slit.
Johnny sighed and folded his arms behind his head. As horny as Prissy was, it was hardly necessary to do any of the work himself.
"Unggghhh!" Prissy moaned. She bit her lip hard, flushing as her pussy made first contact with his huge cock. Her cunt was incredibly wet, so laden with cream that her fuck juices had moistened the insides of her slender thighs. But Prissy continued to rub the fat prickhead back and forth on her hairy pussy, knowing how long it would take to stuff all of Johnny's enormous cock up her cunt.
"Hurry up, baby," Johnny muttered. "I don't have all day!"
Finally, when her pussy was as wet and hot as it could possibly get, Prissy stuffed the drooling cockhead into her cunt. She shuddered convulsively as her pussy slit stretched, almost tearing as it admitted the apple-sized crown of his prick.
"It feels good, Johnny!" she squealed, her voice rising excitedly. "Unggghhhh! Oh yes, your cock feels so big inside me! I love it, Johnny, just love your huge dick! Fucking now! Unggghhh! Unggghhh!"
Raising her head and shutting her eyes, Prissy pushed down hard on his upthrust cock. This only forced a few inches of his incredibly thick prick into her cunt.
Ordinarily Prissy paused at this point, giving her pussy a chance to get used to his cock as she gradually took all of it into her belly. But she was too horny for that today. She had to have all of his prick.
Impaled on his twitching prick, she leaned forward and grabbed Johnny's shoulders for support. Then she violently began to buck and hump her little ass, grunting obscenely as she forced the huge cockshaft into her dripping cunt.
"God damn, Prissy!" Johnny was almost awed by the flushed, intense look on the young girl's face. "You really want it bad today, don't you?!"
"Fu-fu-fucking," Prissy grunted. Tirelessly she humped her ass, cramming her little pussy full with his enormous cock. "Unh, Johnny, unh fuck unh yes yes yes unhhhh ... "
Finally it was all the way inside her, ten-and-a-half inches of prickmeat throbbing inside her juicing cunt. Gasping, Prissy fell forward and wrapped her arms around Johnny's shoulders. Her horny cunt burned as the pink walls contracted and sucked around his prick.
"I love it, Johnny! Your dick is so big! I love fucking you so much!"
"Do it then," Johnny grunted. Turned on in spite of himself by the tightness of her pussy, he held her hips and began to jerk his ass off the bed. "I want it too now. Come on, Prissy, buck your ass! I want to cum!"
Prissy sat up again, extending her arms and holding his shoulders so that his cock would spear straight into her pussy. Slowly she lifted her ass, grimacing as his prick slid out of the greasy furnace of her cunt. Just as slowly she sat back down again, wiggling her cute little asscheeks to help his prick go back into her pussy.
Then she started fucking him, moving her ass in a blur, slamming her cunt wetly onto his cock. Prissy opened her mouth and moaned like a wounded animal as she felt the almost unbearable friction on her stiff clit, as his big prick rammed steadily into her small cunt.
"I'm gonna cum, Johnny!" she cried. "Oh Jesus, fuck me now! Fuck my cunt, unh unh ye-yesss, do it haaaard!"
Johnny was horny too, unbearably excited by the constant pressure of her pussy around his enormous, pulsing cock. Heavily he hammered his ass off the mattress, meeting every one of her strokes with an impaling thrust of his cock.
"Squeeze my titties," Prissy begged. She was in a frenzy now, puffing and groaning, conscious of nothing except his oversized prick slamming in and out of her tingling cunt. "Unh please, oh Johnny, they hurt me so! Play with them, fuck me, fuck unh unh unh unh ... "
Groaning too, Johnny raised his arms to her bouncing little tits. He squeezed and milked them, rubbing the nipples between his forefingers and thumbs.
Prissy moaned and fucked him faster, making the bed shake obscenely on the floor.
"I'm gonna cum now, Johnny!" she shrieked. Her cuntlips were red and swollen, stretched to bursting as they clung to his rhythmically thrusting prick. "Oh yes, I can feel it now! Awwww fuck me, Johnny, make me cream!"
Suddenly, mid-way in a savage thrust on his cock, Prissy grunted and stiffened from head to toe. Her body shook, her cheeks flushed brightly.
Johnny grabbed her hips and pulled her velvety pussy all the way over his throbbing cock. He could tell she was about to pop.
"Awwwnggghhhh!" Prissy squealed loudly. She clawed his chest and humped his prick in a blurred frenzy of teenage lust, relentlessly pounding her cunt onto his long, satisfying cock. "F-f-fucking, oh Johnny, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The spasms burst violently through her pussy, forcing her cunt muscles to contract tightly around Johnny's enormous cock. Johnny couldn't stand it. His big cock swelled even bigger inside her gushing cunt, and his balls tightened with their load of cum.
"Ahhhhhh, shit!"
The second stream of jism pumped out of his cockhead, deluging Prissy's little pussy in one hot squirt after another. Her cunt was already stuffed with the size of his massive prick; it couldn't possibly hold his juice. Luridly the salty cream streamed out of her hairy cunt around his cock, running onto her thighs and Johnny's belly, dripping onto the already jism-smeared bed.
Prissy looked down at her soaked pussy and giggled mischievously. "I knew you'd want to fuck me, Johnny. Actually, I didn't come over to give you the calendar. I just wanted you to fuck me, that's all!"
"Big wow," Johnny muttered sarcastically.
Five minutes later, prancing down the stairs, Prissy was extremely surprised to find Johnny's older sister Tammy waiting for her in the hall. Prissy was also a little frightened. Tammy had never been particularly nice to her, and the look she had on her face now wasn't a friendly one.
"Excuse me there, Linda Lovelace," Tammy said. "I've got something I want to show you."
Prissy walked up to her with as innocent an expression as she could muster. "What'd you call me that for?"
"Take a guess," Tammy replied, and pulled two photographs from behind her back.
The pictures were very obscene, showing a girl sucking and then fucking a huge cock. A sinking feeling turned Prissy's stomach. The girl in the photos was her.
"Kinda neat, huh?" Tammy said happily. "Take a picture, the damn thing develops itself and pops out a minute later. Amazing what modern science can do. I saw so many of those dumb-ass James Garner commercials on the tube that I figured I might as well buy one myself."
"How?" Prissy whispered breathlessly. "You rotten bitch, how did you ... "
Tammy giggled. "You should've checked the door, dearie. Always check the door when you're fucking. Some nasty person might come and peep on you while you're having a good time."
Tammy's expression soured with menace. "I don't have to spell it out for you, do I? I want you away from my kid brother for the next two months, minimum. I mean, I don't even want to see you within two blocks of here. Two months, at least, and you can ask my permission if you want to fuck him after that."
"But I love him!" Prissy sniffed.
"Awww, bullshit! You just love that big dick, that's all. Why don't you buy yourself a big dildo?"
"You can't make me!" Prissy cried defiantly. "What're you gonna do, beat me up?"
"No, I'm gonna make copies of these pictures and put 'em in the supermarket!" Tammy retorted triumphantly. "So you better do what I tell you, unless you want your mom to see you at Food King with some big dick in your mouth!"
Crying miserably, Prissy turned on her heel and ran wailing out of the house.
Tammy chuckled and headed back to her bedroom as fast as she could. Her cunt was positively burning. She had to jack off.
And cum and jack off and cum and jack off some more, again and again, until she finally got her brother's enormous cock inside her pussy. Tammy shuddered as she remembered it, that big, fat, incredibly long prick on such a slender, young body.
She had peeped at them through the half-closed door, watching the whole thing. Ernie Hanson hadn't been exaggerating. Deep down inside, Tammy had always wanted to be fucked by an extremely big cock. She wanted Prissy away for at least two months. She wanted that much time to have her brother's huge prick all to herself.
CHAPTER EIGHT
At ten the next morning Tammy stood in the hall outside the bathroom door, listening to the running water as her brother Johnny took his shower. An eager smile was on her lips. Her parents were gone, wouldn't be back for hours. It was the perfect time for a seduction.
Tammy knocked on the door as loudly as she could. "Goddamn it, Johnny, what're you doing in there? I want to take a shower too!"
"I only been here five minutes!" Johnny yelled from the stall. "Give me a break!"
Brazenly Tammy opened the door and stepped into the bathroom, though at any other time she would've waited. A skimpy towel was wrapped around her big tits and covered her asscheeks and barely covered the fleecy curls of her hot cunt.
Johnny's naked form was visible through the fogged glass of the shower partition. "Jesus Christ!" he yelped, seeing her. "Couldn't you even knock first! I don't get any privacy around here at all."
"I'm in a hurry, little brother," Tammy said evenly. "I want to take a shower too."
Johnny was surprised by his sister's uninvited entrance, but he wasn't shocked. He was shocked, utterly, when she opened the shower door, dropped the towel, and climbed naked in with him under the spray.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Johnny gasped, his eyes bulging. "Christ, Sis, what the fuck are you trying to pull?!"
Tammy picked up the second bar of soap and casually scrubbed her underarms, trying to look as innocent as she could. "I told you, Johnny, I have to take a shower. I'm not going to stand outside the door and wait on you all day."
"But ... but ... Jesus, Sis!" Johnny sputtered.
"Oh, relax! You're not embarrassed to be naked with me, are you? I'm your sister!"
Grumbling, Johnny retrieved his soap bar and went back to his washing. For the next minute both of them pretended to be involved in the shower, bumping into each other occasionally but acting as if they were alone.
Tammy was unconcerned by her brother's pretended nonchalance. She was more than confident of her body's mouthwatering desirability, and she knew what was going to happen next.
It did. Johnny hadn't seen his sister naked since they'd been little kids, and he knew that she was the best stacked girl in their high school. Now he saw that her reputation was well-deserved.
In spite of himself he began to glance secretively at her voluptuous figure, admiring her big tits with their fat nipples, her long legs and shapely ass and hairy cunt. And soon his enormous cock began to swell between his legs, in spite of his embarrassment, rising into an obvious, unignorable, ten-and-a-half-inch cock.
The time was now, Tammy thought. She put the soap bar back in its dish, faced her brother and stared unashamedly at his enormous, outthrust cock.
"Boy, Johnny, you aren't happy to see me or anything are you?"
Johnny's massive prick was as hard as stone, twitching and jerking straight before him. The apple-sized knob pulsed next to Tammy's thigh.
"Sorry," he muttered, and looked away, deeply embarrassed by his excitement.
Tammy giggled. "There's nothing to be sorry about, little brother. Boy! You have really got a whopper there, don't you?"
"I can't help it. It's what I was born with," Johnny replied, flushing red.
"And it's so stiff, too, for a dick so big." A knowing smile curled Tammy's lips as she faced her brother under the shower spray. "What's the matter, honey? Do these big tits of mine turn you on?"
Johnny moaned miserably and lowered his head, ashamed of his incestuous desires.
Tammy took his right hand, which held the soap bar, and pressed it onto her spongy big tits.
"If you like 'em so much, why don't you help me wash them?"
Johnny's hand trembled on her dusky-pink nipple. Slowly he moved his wrist, leaving a film of soap on her firm, rounded tits. The contact with her magnificent tits made his cock grow even stiffer, until the enormous prickshaft was twitching and jerking violently.
"Why, Johnny, look how hard your cock has grown!" Tammy said, with seeming innocence. "It looks like you want to do a lot more than play with my knockers, doesn't it?"
"Can't help it," Johnny muttered.
"You don't have to," Tammy giggled. "Besides, there's something I want to do for you."
Tammy fell to her knees, facing the heart-shaped crown of his pulsingly-stiff cock.
Johnny looked at her in surprise, beginning to understand. Then he groaned as his big sister wrapped both hands around the blue-veined prickshaft, squeezing and milking his steel-hard cock.
"Oh God, no, Sis," he whispered. "You're my sister. It's incest, it's wrong."
"But I want to, Johnny," Tammy said, staring at his open cock-slit. "I've never sucked a cock so big."
Extending her tongue, continuously milking his prick, Tammy began to lick wet, teasing circles around the tip of his cock. Ordinarily she gave a straight blow job with no frills attached, but this was different. Tammy's pussy burned at the mere sight of her brother's cock. She wanted to practice every cocksucking trick she knew.
Her fingers molded and teased his hotly throbbing prickshaft as if she were playing a flute. Tammy thrust her tongue into his cock-slit, making her brother groan as his huge cock jerked violently in her hands.
"Do you like it?" Tammy said, raising her head and looking up at him with wide, eager eyes. "Do you want me to suck your cock now, Johnny? I won't if you don't want me to."
Johnny nodded embarrassedly and thrust his hands behind her head, gently curling his fingers in her long, wet blonde hair.
Tammy was pleased to see that his prick was even stiffer than it had looked inside Prissy's mouth and cunt. He was obviously very turned on.
"Yes," he whispered hoarsely. "Suck it, Sis, please. Suck off my cock!"
Tammy sighed and pursed her lips on the tip of his cock. Then she pushed her head down, gradually opening her mouth, stretching her lips to engulf the enormous knob of her brother's burning prick.
It was such a big prick that it hurt to stretch her lips around it, but her discomfort was more than compensated by the salty taste of his cock-flesh. Tammy flared her nostrils for air and wantonly started sucking, puffing and puckering her cheeks like a bellows, steadily increasing the pressure around his blue-veined cock.
"Oh, shit!" Johnny winced at the extreme pleasure of his sister's blow job, much more skillfully administered than any of the feverish suckings of Prissy. "Harder now!" Hotly he began to buck his ass, fucking his gigantic, drooling prick down her throat. "Jesus, Tammy, you're really making my cock hard! Unhhh! Feels so good!"
Tammy took his pulsing cock out of her mouth for a moment, contentedly slobbering as she lapped and kissed the spongy knob. Then she engulfed his prick again and pushed her head down farther, managing to take a good four inches of his cock into the buttery heat of her throat.
Gurgling, slurping, smacking sounds came freely from her lips as she sucked unashamedly on her brother's beautiful prick. Tammy slid her hand up his hairy thigh and cupped his balls, feeling the twin, aching globes in the wrinkled sac. Tenderly she cupped and squeezed them, loosening the churning load of jism that made his big balls feel as heavy as lead.
"You got to suck it harder, Sis!" Johnny cried excitedly. He grabbed the back of her head and wildly began to pump his prick between her wetly pursed lips, fucking her face with his cock. "Oh shit, my cock's never been so stiff before! You're gonna make me cum!"
His cock was indeed incredibly hard, so stiff that the veins stood out luridly from the swollen shaft.
Tammy felt the burning stiffness course through the entire length of his prick and realized that her brother was about to cum.
Slobbering noisily, she pushed her head down, forcing another half-inch of his massive cock down her throat. She'd seen what had happened with Prissy, and wanted to make sure that she didn't miss a drop of her brother's jism.
Her hand closed around his cockshaft. Tammy feverishly began to beat his prick, pumping her hand up and down on his cock. Her lips tightened under the knob and sucked violently, as if to milk all the cum straight out of his hairy balls.
"Ahhhh, God!" Johnny groaned.
He came, delivering into his sister's mouth one of his unbelievably heavy loads of jism. Tammy nearly choked as her mouth was flooded with salty cream, gushing in one spurt after the other out of the swollen crown of her brother's squirting prick.
Tammy responded by jacking and sucking him off harder than ever. Her throat muscles moved, swallowing every drop of his jism. Even after his orgasm was over she continued to lick and kiss his still-stiffened cock, wantonly lapping up the stray drops of jism that coated the tip of his prick.
"Oh, God, Sis." Disbelievingly Johnny beheld the obscene spectacle of his sister's gorgeous face, stained with his own cum. "I can't believe I just did that with you. My own sister, sucking my dick."
Tammy rose to her feet, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a passionate kiss. Hotly she ground her pussy on his big cock as her tongue thrust between his lips.
"You're gonna do a lot more than that with me, little brother," she whispered huskily. "Now turn off the water and get out of the shower. My pussy's burning for your cock!"
Johnny's prick had lost none of its stiffness. In spite of his shame, the prospect of fucking his sister turned him on. Immediately he shut off the water and slid open the door. Together they stepped out of the stall onto the plush throw rug covering most of the bathroom floor.
Tammy lay on it immediately, wiggling her ass salaciously and spreading her legs wide. "Fuck me, Johnny," she purred. Dropping her hand between her milk-white thighs, she hotly fingerfucked her pussy before his eyes. "Come on, little brother, can't you see how wet my cunt is? Ram that huge dick of yours all the way up my hole!"
Johnny's cock throbbed and pulsed straight before him, as if he'd never cum at all. Sighing, the teenage boy fell to his knees between Tammy's thighs and stared at the curly-haired lips of her juicy cunt. Then he held his cock in his fist and rubbed the knob all over her pussy slit, touching her clit with the tip of his prick.
"Unggghhh!" Tammy moaned. "Don't tease me, Johnny! I'm ready for your big prick right now!" Salaciously her peach-shaped asscheeks bucked off the rug, eagerly thrusting her cunt onto his cockhead. "Stick it in me, Johnny! Don't you see how horny I am? Fuck my pussy, fuck it hard!"
Squeezing his cockshaft, Johnny pushed the knob between his sister's swollen cuntlips.
Tammy gasped as she felt them stretching wider than they ever had around a man's cock. Even faster she humped her ass, even though his prick wasn't inside her yet, unbearably anxious for the satisfying stiffness of his ten-inch-plus cock.
Johnny squirmed between her thighs, firmly embedding his cum-oozing cock head between her cuntlips. Then he leaned over her and started to work his hips, slowly sliding inch after inch of his prick into the gushing, greasy walls of her clinging cunt.
"Unggghhhh! Your dick is huge, Johnny! Oh shit, oh fucking shit! Unggghhh!"
Tammy grimaced and shook her head mindlessly back and forth on the rug, almost unable to stand it as the massiveness of her brother's prick bored up her cunt. She could feel her pussy walls stretching around it, simultaneously enveloping and clasping the sensitive shaft of his cock. Already she knew that she was in for the best fuck of her life.
Finally the enormous cock was all the way inside her, pulsing and drooling jism deep inside her belly. Tammy groaned loudly as she felt the delicious sensations coursing through her cunt, gorged to bursting with her brother's stiff prick.
Then she wrapped her thighs around his back and furiously intensified the rhythms of her humping ass, pounding her pussy onto his cock.
"It feels so good, Johnny!" she cried. "It doesn't hurt at all! Fuck me now! I love your huge prick!"
Grunting, Johnny lay his head across his sister's big, jiggling tits. His ass came up slowly, pulling the slick red shaft of his ten-inch cock out of the clasping furnace of her pussy. Even louder he groaned as the spongy knob twitched between her clinging cuntlips.
Johnny sank back down between her quivering thighs, again burying his cock to the hilt in her wet and hairy cunt. Then he started banging her, fast and hard, steadily reaming out her cunt tunnel with the length of his cock.
Fucking him now, Tammy thought giddily. She shut her eyes and whimpered continuously as she blocked out everything but his big, pulsing cock and the feeling it gave her as it slid in and out of her juicing cunt.
So big, so long and thick and stiff ... I'm doing it now. It's incest. Fucking my brother ... harder, Johnny ... love your big cock.
"I'm gonna cum again," Johnny panted. "I can't stand it, Sis. Your pussy's so fucking tight."
"Keep fucking me!" Tammy pleaded. She lifted her thighs to his upper back, changing the position of her ass on the bathroom floor so that another half-inch of his massive cock would push into her wide-open cunt. "Unggghhh! Oh, Johnny, you're making me cream too! Harder, harder, make me cum!"
Clawing his slender shoulders, Tammy humped her asscheeks with the single-minded fury of a dog in heat.
Johnny responded in kind, ramming his jerking, pulsing cock into the sweet wetness of her pussy.
Then they were fucking in rhythmic unison as hard and fast as they could. Tammy's nimble ass thumped luridly off the floor. Their sweating, heaving bellies slapped noisily together as they fucked.
"Cumming now!" Tammy cried. She locked her arms around her brother's neck and stiffened as the heat burned deep inside her cunt. "Ungghhh, Johnny! Keep fucking meeeee! Oh yes, your big prick, it's so goooood, awww awww cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The spasms tore violently through her pussy, contracting her puckered pink asshole, forcing her cunt muscles to milk deliciously around his iron-hard cock.
Johnny couldn't take the pressure of her pussy around his thrusting prick. He grimaced as the cum boiled in his hairy balls, as his prick grew even more enormous when it soaked in her buttery fuck juices. Johnny fell heavily between her thighs, stabbing his jerking, twitching cock as far into her cunt as he could.
"Blowing my wad, Sis!" he cried excitedly. "Oh fuck, I can feel it, I can ... ahhhh ... "
The cum blasted out of his spongy cockhead, instantly deluging Tammy's tight pussy with his salty cream. Johnny gasped as the hot jism shot and spurted and poured madly out of his throbbing prick. He worked his gushing cock slowly in and out of her sucking cunt, feeling his load drip from her pussy onto the floor, letting all of the cum shoot from his aching balls.
"That was ... " Johnny paused, panting for enough air to complete the sentence. "That was ... I swear, the best fuck ... of my whole life."
Tammy folded her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately in response. His huge cock was still stone-stiff inside her pussy, and her cunt was tingling more deliciously than it ever had before.
"It was the best fuck for me too, Johnny," she mewled. "And I want you to keep on fucking me from now on. You won't start feeling guilty, will you? 'Cause we had incest? You better not. I don't see how I could live another day without sucking and fucking your wonderful prick."
Wincing, Johnny pulled his gradually softening cock from the grip of her pussy. He slid down her stacked naked body, planting hungry kisses on her big tits, slender waist and cunt curls. Then he spread her thighs again and glued his lips to her dripping pussy.
"You don't have to do that now," Tammy said softly. "You already made me cum."
"Want to," Johnny murmured. "Your cunt tastes so good."
Thrusting his hands under her thighs, Johnny clasped the peach-shaped cheeks of her round little ass. Feverishly he began to tongue and lick her hairy, gushing cunt slit, lapping up the juices that oozed from deep inside her cunt.
"Unggghhh, Johnny!" A hot shudder passed through Tammy's body as she began to respond, humping her ass off the floor, grinding her steaming pussy onto his lips. "That's good, little brother! Suck me some more now, make my pussy cream!"
Johnny lapped at the underside of her clit, then tickled the tip with his tongue. His cock began to swell. Holding the huge, stiffening prickshaft in his fist, Johnny started to jack off as he sucked his sister's cunt.
Tammy looked down at his swelling cock with surprise and admiration. He really was a horny boy, she realized. She knew that she'd be in for some fantastic fucking in the months ahead.
So what if it was incest? It wasn't hurting anyone. Shamelessly Tammy whined with pleasure as a second orgasm began to swell in the depths of her pussy.
CHAPTER NINE
The delivery boy was a teenager, obviously a high school student with a part-time, after-school job.
Marion felt ashamed as she studied him, his lank blonde hair, slim body and innocent, cherubic face. It was hard to believe that she'd sunk to such depths, that she'd order groceries just so she could enjoy a good fuck with a lad young enough to be her son.
"Here's your order, ma'am," the boy said, standing in the doorway and staring wide-eyed at what he could see of her voluptuous body. "That'll be $20.37, if you don't mind."
"Of course," Marion replied. Disguising both her lust and her shame, she turned and walked back into the living room. "Come right in, young man. I'll get my purse."
Depositing the shopping bag on the hall table, the boy walked into the living room and sat gingerly on the edge of the couch.
Marion glanced at him over her shoulder before turning into her bedroom for her pocketbook.
In spite of her guilt, she knew she was going to go through with it and fuck him. She'd taken off her clothes minutes after calling the grocery store, changing into a skimpy terry cloth bathrobe that showed all of her plump, shapely thighs and allowed her huge tits to bounce freely without a bra.
The first thing he'd stared at when she'd opened the door was the ample, spongy cleavage of her melon-shaped tits. He was obviously interested, Marion thought, adding to herself that at least he'd learn how to fuck from an older woman who knew the ropes.
At least it was the lesser of two evils, Marion reasoned, as she searched her purse for the necessary change. She had to fuck this teenage boy, or another like him. It was either that or abandon herself utterly to lust and spread her legs for her own son.
She'd known for a week now, after hearing Tammy and her Johnny fucking their brains out when they thought they were alone in the house. Marion had heard her daughter squealing and groaning, continually praising the size of her son's cock. It had turned Marion on incredibly. She'd spent the next seven days with no interest in other men, fingerfucking her pussy constantly as she dreamed of sucking and fucking her own son's huge prick.
But she just couldn't let herself go through with the fantasy. In Marion's opinion, mother-son incest was the most pernicious sin on earth. She had to have an outlet, she'd realized. So that afternoon she'd called the grocery store for the home delivery, though her refrigerator was already well-stocked.
"Uh, ma'am?' the delivery boy called from the living room. "Do you want me to put this bag in your kitchen while you're looking for the money?"
"Uh, no, that's all right, young man! I'm coming!"
Shaking herself from her thoughts, Marion picked up her pocketbook and returned to the living room. Before she entered she loosened the sash holding her bathrobe together. Then she walked to the boy on the couch, smiling, knowing that he could now see most of her huge, swinging tits, all of her inner thighs and, probably, the fleecy curls fringing her cunt.
"I'm sorry I took so long."
The boy's eyes bulged as Marion sat next to him on the couch. A quick glance at the crotch of his jeans revealed a rapidly swelling cock, pushing the denim into a tent around his growing prick.
Marion smiled and squirmed across the couch until their legs touched.
"Here you go," she said, laying the exact change on the coffee table in front of them. "Now what about your tip?"
The boy was having a hard time taking his eyes from her voluptuous body. "We don't get tips, ma'am."
"Call me Marion. Now don't be silly, young man! After coming all the way out here with that big bag of groceries, the least you deserve is a little something for your trouble. You can be honest with me. You're just a high school student, aren't you? My son's about your age. What's your name?"
"Richard," the boy muttered distractedly. "Honest, ma'am, I mean Marion, we're not supposed to take money."
"Well, I'll give you something else, then. Don't you see something around here that you'd like?"
With these last, huskily spoken words, Marion laid her hand on the middle of Richard's slender thigh. Richard looked at it, flushing with embarrassment. There was no way either of them could ignore the rock-hard, twitching, throbbing prick pushing against his jeans only a few inches away.
"I ... I'm sorry, ma'am," Richard muttered ashamedly, flushing nearly crimson with embarrassment. "I can't help it, I guess. You're kind of, you know ... nice looking."
Marion smiled wantonly. "Why thank you, Richie! I guess that answers my question, too. I'll be your tip."
Richard shuddered and gasped as Marion slid her hand up his thigh, cupping his bulging cock. For several seconds she teased his prick through his jeans, tickling and pinching the outline of the knob. Then she unzipped his pants and groped in the opening for the naked shaft of his cock.
It popped out eagerly, stiff and throbbing. Marion was delighted to see that the delivery boy had quite a good-sized cock, very thick and at least six-inches long. She closed her hand around it and squeezed it hard, giggling as cum cream immediately appeared on the slit in the tip.
"Would you like a blow job, Richard?" Marion asked hotly, beginning to slowly beat his prick. "Have you ever had a girl suck on your cock before?"
Richard sighed and shook his head.
Giggling, Marion undid his belt buckle and slid his jeans and jockey shorts down his thighs, marveling at the thick cum stains that were already upon his cotton underwear. Obviously the poor boy had been dripping jism just while waiting for her to come back with the pocketbook.
His cock was a big one, and his balls were hairy and large. Marion dropped her hand between his hairless thighs and tenderly cupped his bloated balls. Then she lowered her head and began to lick his cock head, thrusting her tongue into his cock slit.
"Ungghh! Oh, muh-muh-Marion, that feels ... unnggghh!"
The delivery boy was beside himself with pleasure. His arrow-stiff cock pulsed and jerked wildly, so uncontrollably erect that Marion had to hold the base with her other hand just to keep his prick still.
Her fingers held the base of his cock as she slowly jacked him off. Opening her mouth, she slid her lips over his drooling cockhead and engulfed over half of his prick into her hot, buttery mouth.
"Unghhh! S-s-suck it, ma'am!" the boy stammered. He looked at her wildly, obviously unable to believe his good fortune. "It's so stiff now! Please, suck on my dick!"
Marion sucked wantonly, circling her lips wetly around the veined stiffness of his prick. It was the first prick she'd had in a week, and it tasted delicious to her, hot and salty and throbbing. She wanted to make this teenager's cock as stiff as steel, so he'd be uncontrollably anxious to fuck her.
Breathing through her nose, Marion slurped and slobbered noisily on his twitching cock. Her hand moved along the upthrust prickshaft, rhythmically jacking him off. Her cheeks puffed out and puckered inwards, increasing the suction around his cum-swollen cock.
"Ungghhh!" Richard grimaced and squirmed helplessly on the couch, almost unable to stand his pleasure as the gorgeous, horny housewife sucked his cock. "You're making me cum, Marion! Oh! Oh yes, that feels so good! You're making me cum!
Gulping shamelessly, Marion pushed her head down as far as she could until she had all of his prick down her throat and his cock-hairs tickled her nose. Then she began to heave her head quickly up and down, furiously fucking her face with his pulsing prick.
"I'm gonna cum!" Richard cried, lifting his ass off the couch. "I can't take it anymore! Oh fuck!"
Reluctantly but quickly, Marion pulled her lips from his prick. The thick cockshaft flopped and jerked obscenely as it lay straight up on his stomach, oozing jism profusely all over his shirt. If she'd kept sucking for another few seconds all his jism would have gushed down her throat.
"Aww, why'd you do it?" Richard whined, looking at her miserably as his cock throbbed and burned. "It felt so good! Oh ma'am, I was about to spurt!"
Marion rose to her feet and stood before him. "There's someplace better than that to drop your load, Richie," she explained huskily and opened her robe.
"Oh God, ma'am!"
The boy's eyes bulged to golfball-size as he studied her enormous, firm tits, capped by equally large nipples that were now stiff and crinkled with Marion's excitement. Gradually his gaze dropped to her hairy pussy triangle, focusing on the wet lips of her cunt.
"Like me, Richie?" Marion let the robe fall from her shoulders to the floor, leaving herself completely naked. Then she dropped her hand between her thighs and wantonly fingerfucked her dripping pussy inches in front of his face. "Wouldn't you rather shoot your cum here, in my cunt? I'll bet you've never fucked a girl before, have you? It feels really good!"
Richie's cock twitched with fresh excitement.
Marion lay on her back on the floor. She splayed her thighs wide and wiggled her ass on the living room carpet, completely baring the hair-fringed slit of her hungry cunt.
"Fuck me, Richie," she purred. "Come on, don't be afraid. It's easy to learn. Just ram your cock up my cunt."
Moaning, the delivery boy fell to his knees between her soft, creamy thighs. He crouched over her and bucked his ass, clumsily trying to find her small cunt opening with the tip of his prick.
Marion smiled, grasped his cock firmly and guided the knob into her cunt.
"Ungghhh!" Richie gasped as he felt the wet tightness of her pussy lips, nipping the crown of his cock. "Oh, Marion, that does feel good! Ohhhhh!"
"Ram it in me, Richie!" Marion demanded excitedly. "Go ahead, be a little man now. Fuck my cunt!"
Richie heaved forward, slowly stabbing his burning cock into the clasping, furnace-like heat of her drenched pussy. His jaw drooped as he felt his prick going into a cunt for the first time. Her pussy gradually enveloped his cock.
Marion was extremely horny. Grabbing the boy's little asscheeks, she tried to pull more of his prick into her pussy. Then she feverishly began to thump her ass off the carpet, pounding her cunt onto his cock.
"Buck your ass, Richie!" she cried. "That's right, move your cock, move it in and out! I'm so horny now! Please Richie, I need to get fucked!"
Clumsily, eagerly, Richie started fucking her. Up and down his asscheeks heaved, stroking his stiff prick between the clinging folds of her hairy pussy. His balls slapped her asscheeks, their bellies pounded together as they fucked.
"Ungghhh, Richie! You're a good little fucker! Do it harder, oh yes, fuck me haaaard!" Marion wrapped her legs tightly around his heaving back. Then she got down to some serious humping, hammering her cunt onto his cock again and again.
Richard fucked her faster and harder, quickly learning the motions and rhythms of fucking. His thrusting cock oozed jism continuously into her pussy, mingling with her gushing fuck juices until her cunt was as wet as a swamp.
"I'm ... I'm cumming, ma'am!" he groaned. "I can't hold it back any longer! Oh Jesus, your pussy's so tight!"
"I'm cumming too, Richie!" Marion clawed his back with her fingernails and pistoned her blushing ass like a machine, taking more of his hardened prick with every stroke. "Ungghhh! Oh Richie, oh shit, I'm making it now! Fuck meeeee, Richie! Ungghhh! Oh fuck, oh God, cuummmiinnggg!"
The explosion of cumming gushed through her tingling cunt, causing her pussy to flex and milk around Richie's prick. The inexperienced young boy never had a chance to hold back his load.
It gushed and shot and spurted from his pulsing cockhead, filling her pussy with what felt like whole pints of teenage cum.
Richie moaned and fucked her faster as the jism flooded out of his balls, squirting in torrents out of his wide-open cock-slit.
Marion consciously worked her cunt muscles, helping the eager young boy to blow his wad completely in her steaming pussy. But already she knew their fuck hadn't been good enough, as enjoyable and momentarily satisfying as it had been. Nothing except Johnny could take the place of her forbidden lust for her own son.
CHAPTER TEN
Mike sat in an easy chair in his darkened study, frowning as he stared at the newspaper and learned of the day's bad news. He was a fine, handsome man, Tammy thought, with a brawny physique that middle-age had not softened and the chiseled good looks of a movie idol.
Watching him secretly from the open door, a wet thrill of desire pumped through her pussy as she studied her father. He was going to be her final conquest, she thought. She'd finally made the decision to fuck her dad.
Deep down inside, Tammy was sure that many girls dreamed of giving their cunts to their fathers. Mike was the first male role model she'd ever known, the smiling, kind-hearted man who had dwarfed her as a child as he'd helped her dress in the mornings and put her to bed at night. Was it any wonder that she wanted to reward him with the best fuck of his life?
Fucking Johnny had opened the gates to incest for her, had made it permissible to consciously desire her dad. Of course, her little brother's enormous cock had more than satisfied her. For the past two weeks Tammy had fucked him until her cunt turned raw.
But he was sick now, bedridden with a virus that made fucking impossible. Four whole days had passed since Tammy had last sucked a cock or felt a man's prick filling her always-horny cunt. Abstinence had made her as hot as a bitch in heat. Now that they were alone in the house (except for the slumbering, feverish Johnny upstairs), Tammy knew it was the perfect time to seduce her old man.
"Oh, Daddy?" Tammy said. She knocked on the open door and smiled at him as if she'd just come downstairs. "Are you busy? Can I come in and talk to you for a moment?"
A broad grin spread across Mike's face as he folded the newspaper and tossed it to the floor. His desire for his wife's pussy had diminished over the years, but he still dearly loved the girl Marion had borne him.
"Why, you know I always have time for you, honey!" Mike patted the thick armrest of his easy chair. "Come sit and tell me what's on your mind. "
Crossing the room, Tammy perched her ass on the armrest and leaned back with her arm draped around her father's neck and the weight of her shoulders resting on his powerful chest. A glance at his expression revealed, discouragingly, that there was only fatherly affection in his eyes, unpolluted by the faintest hint of lust.
Tammy hoped to change that quickly. She was practically naked, dressed only in a bikini top that strained to cover her big tits and a pair of cut-off jeans. Tammy had specially trimmed the skin-tight cut-offs that morning. They now rode all the way up her succulent, creamy thighs, exposing her lower ass cheeks and, when she spread her legs, a few stray curls of her pussy.
"It's kind of embarrassing, what I have to talk to you about, Daddy." Tammy bowed her head in pretended shyness. "We've never talked about anything like this before."
"Now, honey, don't be silly!" Mike said, hugging her affectionately. "You can tell me whatever you want. Now, what's on my little girl's mind?"
"Well, it's like this." Tammy took a deep breath and blurted out the opening line. "If a guy and a girl have been going together a long time, and the girl really likes the guy a lot, when do you think it's okay for her to you know, have sex with him?"
It took Mike nearly five seconds to assimilate the implications of his daughter's question. Then a dark flush spread across his leathery cheeks, and he looked uncomfortably away.
"Uh, well, Tammy, you were right, that's one thing we've never talked about before," he stammered. "I take it ... ahh, that is, I suppose the girl being referred to in this hypothetical situation is, ah, yourself, correct?"
"It's me, Daddy," Tammy confessed. "I've been going with Harold so long now, and he really wants me to, you know, fuck him, and I just don't know how much longer I can put him off."
Mike fidgeted on the chair and again averted his eyes.
Tammy had to suppress a giggle. Playing the virgin was kind of fun, she thought, though it was a role with a poor potential audience. Her father had to be the only human within miles who could seriously think she still had her cherry.
"I don't really know what to tell you, Tammy," Mike said, finally. "I'm very glad that you've confided in me like this, of course. Understandably, it's hard for me to accept the picture of my little girl ... well ... there's nothing wrong with waiting for marriage, you know, even in this day and age!"
"But I get so horny!" Tammy blurted, with pretended innocence. "You don't know what it's like! Harold kisses me and feels me up and stuff, and my pussy gets so wet and hot it feels like it's going to explode! Sometimes I have to masturbate for hours afterwards! And it's not easy for him, either! He says he gets blue balls every night!"
"Well, Tammy, I don't know," Mike stammered, blushing deeply. "I just don't know."
A slight smile curled Tammy's lips as she allowed herself a downward glance at her father's cock. He was getting a hard-on, all right; she could see his prick swelling in the crotch of his pants.
"I've just got to fuck him, Daddy!" she continued breathlessly, with her arms twined affectionately around his neck as her hot little ass wiggled on the armrest next to his thigh. "And that's another thing. I'm really scared to do it with him. I don't know how!"
In spite of his embarrassment, Mike managed a chuckle. "I don't think you have to worry about that, honey. It pretty much comes naturally."
"But I don't know what to do!" Tammy protested. "I don't know how to give a blow job; do I do that first, or fuck him right away? And what if his cock gets too big to go into my pussy? My cunt's so small. It might not fit."
Mike coughed and fidgeted. His big prick was now as hard as lead, thrusting obscenely against the fabric of his pants.
Tammy couldn't wait any longer. Sliding from the armrest onto his lap, she wiggled her peach-shaped ass cheeks hornily on his bulging cock.
"Daddy, will you teach me how to fuck? Please, Daddy, please!"
Mike stared at his daughter in horror. "Tammy, for God's sake!"
Mike made a vague effort to push her off his lap, but Tammy wouldn't budge. "Please, Daddy!" she cried, bouncing excitedly up and down on his throbbing cock. "It would mean so much to me! I could show Harold everything if you'd fuck me first! Besides, I really want to fuck you a lot!"
"I ... I don't know what's gotten into you, Tammy, " Mike protested. But she felt his big prick throbbing and jerking under his asscheeks even as he spoke. "I'm your father. That would be incest. It's wrong ... no ... "
"Aww, Daddy, please! Let me see your dick!"
Tammy knew she had to move fast. Sliding from her father's lap, she knelt on the carpet before his chair. Swiftly her hands undid his belt buckle and zipper, pulling his slacks down his hairy thighs.
Mike stared disbelievingly at his own throbbing, naked prick.
"Oh no," he gasped. "Tammy ... you've got to stop ... no!"
"You've got a hard-on, Daddy! Ooooh, you do want to fuck me, you really do!"
Tammy grabbed his cock in both hands and squeezed it hungrily, staring at the knob as if it was the first prickhead she'd ever seen. Immediately her father's knob began to swell and ooze cum that dripped down his prick and drooled luridly onto her hands.
"Your cock is beautiful, Daddy!" Tammy sighed. "And your balls are huge!" Cupping his nuts with one hand, she eagerly stroked the veined stiffness of his cock with the other. "Please, Daddy, just let me suck your dick for a little while. I've got to learn how before I fuck Harold!"
Mike continued to protest, but his words fell on deaf ears. Rising up on her knees, Tammy dropped her head to her father's twitching cock and parted her pink lips, taking his burning cock deep inside her mouth.
His prick tasted delicious, even better than Johnny's, the best-tasting cock she'd ever sucked. Hungrily Tammy pursed her lips, forming a wet circle around his long, thick cock. Then she feverishly started sucking it, wetly rolling her tongue all over the oozing cum slit.
"No, honey!" Mike stared in horror at the wanton spectacle of his daughter's face on his lap, with her hungry lips stuffed by the thickness of his stiffened prick. "You don't ... unh ... don't know what you're doing! No ... ungghhh ... got to stop, got to ... nnngggg ... "
But the slurping intensity of his little girl's blow job was starting to get to him. Tammy went to town on his magnificent cock, applying every trick she'd learned in years of fucking any boy who wanted her cunt. She knew cocksucking expertise in a virgin would be rather suspicious, but she guessed, correctly, that she could explain such a trifling anomaly later on.
Slurping, smacking, gurgling sounds came from her lips as she reveled in the aching hardness of her daddy's cock. Tammy took a deep breath through her nose and pushed her head farther down, engulfing another half-inch of his prick between her frantically sucking lips.
Mike was weakening fast. Grimacing, blushing, he moaned like a wounded animal as his hotly throbbing cock bathed in his daughter's hot, wet mouth. Unconsciously he began to jerk his hips off the chair, thrusting his raging prick in and out of her sucking lips.
"No, no honey ... nnngggg!" he stammered desperately. "You got to stop it, uh, not my, unh, little girl, noooooo Jesus, oh fucking Jesus, ahhhhh ... "
Then he gave up. Mike thrust his hands behind Tammy's head, harshly curling his fingers in her long blonde hair. Violently now his hips jerked off the cushions, fucking her face with his painfully bloated prick.
"Do you like it now, Daddy?" Tammy withdrew his surging prick from her mouth long enough to whisper the words on the slippery crown of his cock, and to look up at him with wide, adoring eyes. "Am I sucking your dick the right way? Tell me what you want, Daddy!"
"Just keep sucking," Mike demanded hoarsely. "Please, Tammy. You're so good at it. Unhhh! You're a natural little cocksucker! Please ... suck my prick!"
Whimpering happily, Tammy returned her puffed lips to the jerking, pounding shaft of her dad's cock. This time she took nearly two-thirds of it down her throat, stuffing her face shamelessly with his cock.
The seduction was complete now. The only thing on her mind was making her father's cock spurt. For so long Tammy had dreamed of it, fingerfucking her slippery cunt as she imagined the torrents of paternal jism gushing down her throat. Now she was finally on the verge of gulping down the cream she craved most.
Tammy returned to the cornerstone of her sucking technique, that the best part of a blow job was the sucking itself. Her lips tightened firmly around his prick, an inch under the swollen knob. Now she sucked his cock so savagely that her cheeks reddened with the effort, simultaneously swirling her tongue in a blurred fever over the spongy knob of his prick.
"Unggghhh!" Mike winced as the cum churned in his balls, as his prick stiffened and prepared to spurt. "Oh Tammy, oh fuck it ... harder, baby, suck it haaard!"
Wrapping her fingers around his bone-like cockshaft, Tammy beat his prick as fast and hard as she could. Relentlessly she sucked the sensitive head of his cock. Her free hand moved between his thighs, tenderly kneading and massaging the wrinkled sac of his balls.
Mike came. Gobs of cream squirted from his cockhead, gushing down Tammy's throat. Luridly the incestuous father's jaw sagged as a half-pint of jism gushed from the reservoir of his burning balls.
The cum kept spurting from his cockhead as if it would never stop, rushing down Tammy's gullet in one stream after another. Sucking furiously on his prick, Tammy worked her throat muscles. Slobberingly she gulped and swallowed every precious drop of her dad's hot cum.
Then it was over, their first incestuous contact a thing of the past. Tammy took her father's still-throbbing cock from her mouth and looked at him lovingly as she wiped the cum-smeared head all over her cheek. The lust in Mike's expression quickly disintegrated into a guilt that looked as if it might tear him in two.
"Oh, Tammy, what have I done?" he groaned. "I just let you suck me off, my own teenage daughter. How can I look myself in the mirror after this?"
"You won't be looking in the mirror, Daddy!" Tammy giggled. "You'll be too busy looking at my body. 'Cause now I've got something to show you!"
Rising to her feet, Tammy stood before her father and reached behind her shoulders for the knot holding together her bikini top. When she undid it the garment fluttered to the floor, revealing her big, firm, stiff-nippled tits.
Fresh lust immediately colored Mike's expression. Smiling proudly, Tammy unbuttoned her cutoff jeans and slid them tantalizingly down her long, tapering legs. Then she was completely naked, with her hairy pussy mound oozing fuck juices mere inches from her father's face.
"I've got a confession to make to you, Daddy," Tammy purred. Hotly she slid her hands all over her mouthwatering curves, caressing her big tits and stroking her thighs, patting her ass cheeks and wantonly fingering her cunt. "I didn't really come down here to ask you about Harold. I'm not a virgin, Daddy. I'm not even close. I came down 'cause I wanted to fuck you."
Shock registered on Mike's face, but it quickly dissolved into lust again. He was too busy staring at his daughter's gorgeous teenage body. Harder and longer his big prick grew, now beginning to rise from where it lay across his thigh.
"So you don't have anything to feel guilty about, Daddy. I've wanted you for a long time. And now I want you to fuck my cunt!"
Falling to the floor, Tammy stretched out on her back on the carpet. She spread her thighs wide and dug her heels onto the shag rug, opening her hairy pussy for the invasion of her dad's stiff prick.
"Go ahead, Daddy!" Feverishly she fingerfucked her pussy as she waited for him to mount her. "Please, I'm so horny! Fuck me right now!"
Dazedly, as if the events of the evening had put him into a stupor, Mike slid off the chair and crouched on the floor between his daughter's thighs. His massive cock was completely stiff now, rising in a crescent from his cock hairs, twitching and pulsing.
Holding his prick in his fist, Mike slid the spongy crown between the lips of his daughter's cunt.
Tammy whimpered and started to raise her ass eagerly off the floor.
Mike fell forward, gradually stabbing his throbbing cock all the way into her gushing cunt.
I'm fucking my Daddy, Tammy thought giddily. Oh yes, I can feel it going into me now ... Daddy's dick, so big and hard. I've never been so horny before. Oh yes, I want you to fuck me now ... making me cum, fucking my cunt.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" Tammy cried. Wrapping her thighs around his back, she bucked her asscheeks energetically off the floor. "Awwnngghh! Your cock feels so good up my pussy! Fuck me with it! Unggghhh! I love you, Daddy, make my pussy cum!"
Mike's confusion had apparently stripped him of his free will. He had no thoughts anymore, no conscience; all he could do was follow the urges of his throbbing cock.
Grunting, he started to fuck his daughter. Up and down his hairy asscheeks heaved, slamming his pulsing dick deeper into her clinging pussy with every stroke.
"That's right, Daddy! Harder, do it harder!" Tammy cried. In a frantic blur she hammered her ass off the floor, causing her big tits to jiggle under her father's chest. "Suck my tits, Daddy!" she demanded. "Oh please, my nipples are so stiff, they're hurting me! Suck them and fuck me hard!"
Mike dropped his head and obediently wrapped his lips around his daughter's large, rubbery nipple. As he sucked it, pounding his long prick into her pussy, Tammy felt a burning growing in her cunt as intense as anything she'd ever known.
The feel of her father's big cock, his mouth on her nipples, the realization that she was giving her pussy to Daddy - all of it had excited her uncontrollably. Tammy was already cumming, gushing her fuck juices on her father's cock.
"Unghh, Daddy! Unh unh unh unh ... "
Needfully she held his shoulders and whipped up her ass as the spasms poured through her hairy slit. "Fucking, Daddy! We're fucking, aww, aww, oh, yesssss ... unggghhh! I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!" Repeatedly the spasms ravished her cunt, forcing her cunt muscles to clamp and suck her father's cock. But Mike didn't cum, and when she recovered Tammy knew that there was something else she wanted to do.
"Take your dick out of me, Daddy," she said. "My pussy's too sensitive after cumming so hard. Hurry."
Obediently, Mike withdrew his drooling, stone-hard cock from the grip of her pussy.
Tammy rolled onto her belly, reached behind her and spread her saucily curved asscheeks with her hands. She'd only let a couple of boys fuck her asshole in the past, but she loved her father so much that she wanted to give him every hole in her body.
"Stick it up my ass, Daddy!" she cried excitedly. Lewdly Tammy flexed her asshole, making the tightly muscled pink ring pucker in and out. "See how hot it is! Ram your dick up my asshole, Daddy, fuck me haaaard!"
Mike groaned at the sight of his daughter's asshole. Holding his jerking cock in his hand, he centered the fat knob on her asshole. Then he pushed down hard, and incredibly Tammy felt his massive prick thrusting all the way up her asshole in one stroke.
Tammy grimaced and shut her eyes. There was a hot flash of pain, but it vanished quickly. In a moment all she felt was intense pleasure as her rubbery asshole muscles clasped and milked her father's cock.
"I'm gonna cum," Mike grunted.
"Fuck me first!" Tammy cried. Her asscheeks jiggled as she started humping as hard as she could. "Make me cum too! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck my asshole, do it haaard!"
Mike thrust his hands under her slender torso, squeezing her big tits. Then he furiously began to ram his cock in and out of her asshole, moaning as the jism churned in his balls with every stroke.
"I'm cumming, Daddy!" Tammy cried. She whimpered as she heaved her ass onto his cock, already overwhelmed by the second set of spasms in a row. "Fuck meeeee! Awwww yes, oh shit, cumming, cumming, cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Her father continued to fuck her savagely, long after the spasms had stopped making her asshole muscles suck tightly around his pistoning prick.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
A few days later, just when he was almost completely recovered from his bout with the flu, Johnny sprained both his wrist and ankle in a fall down the stairs. This insured that he would be bedridden for another couple of weeks, at which point the doctor said he could try out a pair of crutches.
This also meant that Marion would have to wash her son in the bathtub, a fact she was not happy about at all.
Marion genuinely did not want to have an incestuous fuck session with her son. It was simply too sinful, as much as she longed for his body and the long, thick cock she had thus far seen only in her dreams. In the past weeks she had done everything she could to suppress her lewd thoughts, fucking Richard several times in order to vent the fury of her lust.
Now, however, fate had intervened to make her resistance that much more difficult. Friday night found mother and son alone in the downstairs bathroom, standing next to the steaming tub. Marion wore the same skimpy bathrobe with which she'd seduced Richard - though, she swore to herself she had no such thing in mind for her son.
All Johnny wore was a towel wrapped around his waist. They were alone in the house. For reasons that Marion had yet to figure out, Tammy and Mike were taking 'trips' together nearly every night.
"This is pretty embarrassing," Johnny muttered.
"I know it is," Marion sighed. "Forget it, honey. Just take off the towel and let me help you into the tub."
"Couldn't you just come back when I'm done?"
Marion shook her head. "Look at you, Johnny. You can hardly stand up by yourself. Now be a good boy. It'll only be for a week."
Johnny sighed and dropped the towel, leaving himself naked. Steadfastly, grimly, Marion kept her eyes glued to his face. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and helped him lie on his back in the tub.
Can't look down, she told herself, afraid of how she might react at the sight of his naked cock. The temptation was intense, but she ignored it. Marion knelt beside the bathtub, picked up the washrag and mechanically started soaping her son's hairless chest.
"Well, Johnny!" she said, desperate to start a conversation that would divert her from her wanton desires. "Now that I've got you captive, why don't you tell me how school is these days?"
"Okay," Johnny grumbled.
"Come, come, you can tell me more than that! How's that history class you enjoyed so much? The one with Mrs. Harlow?"
"Mrs. Harlow isn't teaching anymore," Johnny sniffed. "Now we got Mr. Ferguson instead. He's a real dork."
"Mrs. Harlow isn't teaching? But Johnny, why not ... "
"I think she got knocked up," Johnny replied apathetically. "My friend Mitch, he says he knows she was banging some of the students. She was really horny for an old lady. I guess that was her one weakness."
Marion knew the conversation was moving into dangerous territory, but she couldn't restrain her curiosity. "Oh, that's not such a terrible weakness. Tell me, did Mrs. Harlow ever make a pass at you?"
"All the time," Johnny said, shaking his head. "It was really bad. I couldn't walk by her desk after school without her trying to put her hands down my pants."
This sounded rather farfetched to Marion, who didn't want her son to grow up to be a liar. "Now, son, let's be more truthful, shall we? A high school teacher putting her hand down your pants? Why would Mrs. Harlow be so overwhelmingly attracted to you?"
Johnny chuckled self-consciously. "Well, Jesus, Mom. You oughta be able to see the answer to that yourself by now."
Without thinking, Marion turned to stare at the 'answer' Johnny meant, which was obviously his cock. Then she dropped the washrag and knew at that moment that she had no hope of quelling her desire to fuck her son.
Marion had never heard any of the high school gossip about the size of her son's prick. She had heard Tammy squealing about what a big cock her brother had, of course, but Marion had assumed that had been the usual hyperbole uttered by lovers in the throes of passion.
So far in the bathroom, she had not glanced at Johnny's cock even once. For that matter, she hadn't seen his prick at all since he was a little boy. Thus she was utterly unprepared for the sight of the third leg, the soft but absolutely enormous hunk of cockmeat lying between his thighs in the tub.
"Oh, God," she whispered.
"Jeez, Mom, what's the matter? You don't look so good."
"N-n-nothing, Johnny. Nothing at all."
Blushing with deep embarrassment, Marion picked up the washrag and scrubbed her son's arms. She hardly saw what she was doing. Her mind's eye was filled with the quick glance she'd had of her boy's gigantic cock, of the wrist-thick shaft and the apple-sized knob. Her pussy began to ache violently as she imagined his prick getting stiff and ramming into her cunt.
It took her a moment to realize that Johnny was looking at her with a peculiar expression on his face. Marion glanced down and gasped. Her bathrobe had fallen open to her waist, completely exposing her huge tits, with fat, rosy nipples that were now extremely stiff.
"Jesus, Mom," Johnny whispered embarrassedly. "I guess I'm not the only one in this family who's well-hung, if you know what I mean."
Marion shuddered and looked away. "Johnny, for God's sake. What a thing to say to your mother."
Marion was about to return to the scrubbing when she allowed herself another quick glance at her son's cock. This proved to be her undoing; instantly she forgot the washing entirely.
Obviously, deliciously, Johnny was getting a hard-on. In open-mouthed fascination Marion watched as the mammoth shaft of cock swelled and rose between his thighs. The knob poked luridly out of the lukewarm water as the veined cockshaft bloomed with its load of cum and blood.
"S-s-sorry," Johnny muttered, sounding embarrassed and horny at the same time. "I can't help it. You really got a set of knockers, Mom!"
"J-Johnny," Marion gasped. She gulped, staring wide-eyed at his burgeoning prick. "I don't ... oh Lord, son. Oh my God!"
Marion dropped the rag on the floor. Her nipples were as stiff as little rocks, her pussy ached and pulsed and burned. She'd lost all control over herself. Dropping her hands between Johnny's thighs, she moaned with pleasure as she hungrily squeezed his cock.
"Jesus Christ, Mom! What're you doing?"
But his cock instantly grew to total stiffness, completely dwarfing his mother's clutching hands. Marion no longer cared about morality or sin or anything else. All she could do was moan as she felt the steely stiffness of her son's gigantic cock, as her pussy pulsed and overflowed with juice.
"I want it, sonny," she whispered harshly. "Oh, yes, what a big cock you have. I'm going to suck it now for you, son. I love you, Johnny ... love your big prick ... "
Tightening her hands around his cock, Marion feverishly beat her son's prick.
Johnny shuddered and let his head fall back in the tub, giving himself up to the pleasure of the hand job. After fucking his sister's brains out for weeks, screwing his mom couldn't make that much of a difference anymore.
Marion's cunt ached painfully as she jacked off Johnny's prick. The more she stroked it, the harder and longer it grew; in fascination she watched as the knob oozed white cream onto her hands. Marion whimpered, dropped her head and stretched her lips to take in the fat crown of her son's hot cock.
Immediately she tasted his cum cream, drooling onto her tongue. It was delicious. "Love you, Johnny," Marion burbled. She compressed her lips in a stretched circle under his cockhead and pushed her head down eagerly, flushing and nearly choking as her throat was packed with the hugeness of his burning cock.
"Suck it, Mom," Johnny croaked. He winced as he felt the forbidden pleasure of the incestuous blow job, felt her horny lips milking and clasping wetly around his twitching prick. "Oh, Mom ... " Hotly he jerked his asscheeks off the tub floor, thrusting his cock deeper down her throat.
Marion sucked her son's prick in an almost desperate fever, loudly slurping and slobbering around the mushroom-shaped crown of his cock. The realization of her own depravity flashed suddenly through her mind, but that only made her hornier. She was dying to make her boy cum, to feel Johnny's thick jism gushing down her throat.
Panting lewdly through her nostrils, Marion puckered her cheeks to increase the intense suction around her son's bloated cock. Her head moved; shamelessly she fucked her face with his cock.
"More, Mommy!" Johnny cried excitedly. He pushed his good hand behind her head and pulled her thick brown hair. "Unghhh! You're sucking my dick really good now! Oh Mom, oh shit, you're making me cum!"
Marion again wrapped both hands around the blue-veined stiffness of his cockshaft. Wildly she jacked him off with both, milking and tugging more of his prick into the buttery wetness of her sucking mouth.
Johnny gasped as his balls ached, full to bursting with cum. His cock swelled stiffer than ever, twitching like iron between his mother's relentlessly sucking lips.
Having never given her son a blow job before, Marion was unprepared for the violence of her son's cum. She almost gagged as a hot torrent of jism blasted into her mouth. Her attempt to swallow it was useless; it cascaded out of her mouth around his spurting prick, running back down the shaft of his cock into the tub.
Gusher after gusher of salty cum shot from the tip of his cock. Marion's throat muscles worked frantically. Steadily beating his prick with both fists, she managed to swallow every bit of the remainder of his cum.
"Oh Mom, that was fantastic!" Johnny sighed. He smiled happily, completely unembarrassed that he'd just shot his wad into his mother's mouth. "You're a fantastic dick sucker! Not even ... well, there's this other girl I know, and she's really good at giving head, but even she's not as good as you."
Reluctantly, Marion pulled her son's rubbery prick out of her mouth. But she kept on squeezing and milking it with both hands, as if afraid that such a marvel of cock flesh would disappear if she released it for even a second.
"You were going to say Tammy, weren't you?" she asked. "Don't lie to me, son. I know you've been fucking your sister."
Johnny looked at her confusedly. "But ... Christ, Mom, how'd you find out about that?"
"It doesn't matter," Marion replied huskily. "Because now you're going to fuck me."
Her pussy was burning and juicing, and her clit and nipples were painfully stiff. Marion forced herself to release her son's cock long enough to shrug off her bathrobe, leaving herself naked. She smiled as her son's eyes bulged, admiring the size of her tits and the hairy triangle of her cunt.
Marion climbed into the bathtub with him. Adoringly Johnny looked up at her voluptuous body as she straddled him, planting her knees on the tub's porcelain floor to either side of his hips. Then she reached between her thighs, grasped his still half-swollen cock and hungrily rubbed the prickhead all over her hairy, gushing cunt.
"Please, Johnny, make this big dick stiff for your mother," she said hotly. "You've just got to fuck me now. I've never been so horny, I swear, not in my whole life. I've got to feel your cock fucking my cunt."
The friction of her pink cuntslit on his sensitive prickhead aroused the teenage boy uncontrollably. Within a minute his enormous cock was stone-hard again, pounding rhythmically, ready to bore into the pussy from which he'd come years before.
"Okay, Mom, go ahead," he whispered, squeezing her asscheeks with his good hand. "I want to fuck you too."
Repeatedly rubbing his spongy cockhead on her pussy, Marion centered the tip between the swollen lips of her cuntslit. Her ass wiggled and she moaned loudly as the knob entered her pussy. She felt the walls of her cunt stretching and tearing to admit the unfamiliar thickness of her son's oversized cock.
"It feels good, Mommy!" Johnny cried. Excitedly he humped his ass off the bathtub floor, trying to push more of his pulsing prick into his mother's cunt. "Sit on it now, take it all the way up your cunt!"
"Unhhhhh," Marion groaned. Rhythmically she began to buck her ass, forcing inch after inch of his prick into her clasping, juicing cunt-hole. She nearly passed out with pleasure as she felt his prick stuffing her pussy. "Oh, Johnny," she whispered. "What a big ... unhh ... big prick you've got. I'm fucking you, sonny ... I love you ... fuck you for the rest of my life ... "
Nearly a minute later Marion finally had all of her son's ten-and-a-half-inch prick crammed up her cunt. For a long time she had to sit on him without moving, grinding her pussy curls only slightly on the base of his prick, giving her throbbing cunt a chance to grow used to such an enormous hunk of cock.
Leaning forward, she held onto Johnny's shoulders, letting her large, crimson-nippled tits sway provocatively over his chest. Slowly Marion lifted her hot ass, whimpering vixenishly as his mammoth prick withdrew from her pussy.
A little faster, unable to control her eagerness, she sat back down, again stuffing her cunt with the satisfying shaft of his cock. Then her asscheeks started to jiggle, rhythmically humping up and down. Marion moaned as she began to fuck her teenage son, pounding her burning cunt up and down on his upthrust cock.
"Do you like it, son?" she panted. "Unggghhh! Oh, your dick is so huge! I love fucking you, Johnny! Do you love my wet cunt?"
Johnny wanted to fondle her enormous tits with both hands, but because of his wrist he had to content himself with mauling only one.
"Harder," he said. "Oh Mom, it does feel good! Your pussy's so tight! I love fucking you! Make me cum, fuck my dick!"
Johnny squeezed her spongy, rounded tit hard with his right hand, pinching the fat nipple, making it stiff. His hips moved quickly off the tub floor, making the bath water slosh luridly as he stabbed his throbbing cock in and out of her sucking, gripping pussy.
"Awwwwnnnhhh, Johnny!" Marion cried. The lewdness of his words, the thrusting of his cock - it was too much for her. She clawed his chest and started fucking him as hard as she could, thumping her ass onto his bloated balls as she took his prick into her cunt.
"Oh Mom, I'm gonna cum again!" Johnny's expression clouded deliriously as his balls swelled, as his huge prick grew even larger inside her pussy.
"I can feel it, it's swelling my balls up! Keep fucking me, Mom! I'm gonna spurt any fucking second!"
Humping her cunt frantically on Johnny's cock, Marion had a lewd idea. Her lust for asshole fucking had never been completely satisfied. Could she possibly stuff a gigantic cock like her son's into her small, puckered hole?
Marion pulled all the way off Johnny's cock, letting the veined prick twitch in mid air. Johnny looked up at her confusedly. Marion spread her asscheeks with her hands and sat down on his cock at a different angle, moving so that his spongy, puffy knob pressed onto the tightly muscled ring of her asshole.
"Oh Mom, what're you doing?" Johnny cried excitedly. "It feels good!"
"You're going to fuck your mother's asshole, darling," Marion said obscenely. She wiggled her ass, centering his cockhead between her puckered lips. The drooling jism covered her asshole with juice. "I want to see ... ahhh ... if I can take ... ooohhh ... a whopper like this up my ass!"
Marion was used to ass fucking by now. It made it easier to take a hard-on up her asshole. Taking a deep breath, she thrust her hips violently downwards. Then she nearly blacked out as the meaty inches of her son's enormous prick bored into the wetness of her asshole.
In and in and in it went, stretching her ravaged, asshole ring to bursting with the thickness of Johnny's steely prick. Marion shuddered convulsively as she realized that all of her son's cock was embedded in her asshole, that it had hardly hurt at all.
"Oh, Johnny!" Marion immediately started humping, sliding up and down, steadily pounding her asshole onto his hotly throbbing cock. "I love it, Johnny, fuck me now! Awwww yes, fuck my asshole, make me cum!"
Her gaping pussy was dripping cream right in front of him. Johnny stared at his mother's hairy cunt as he began to hump his ass, groaning as he thrust his big prick between the rubbery grip of her asshole. Then he slid his hand between her legs and began to fingerfuck her pussy, thrusting them into her cuntslit in rhythmic unison with his prick pumping into her asshole.
"Awww, Johnny, you're making me cream!" Marion shrieked. She grimaced as he teased her clit. She felt her pussy muscles sucking his fingers tightly. The spasms had already begun to throb deep inside her loins, contracting her cunt and asshole muscles at the same time. "Fuck me, Johnny, I love your big dick! I'm cumming, son! Ungghhh nnngggg harder, fuck me, fuck my asshole, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
The explosion of her orgasm shot repeatedly through Marion's stacked naked body, making her cunt gush fuck juices onto her son's fingers, making her asshole throb and contract around his cock.
Johnny moaned as his balls churned with cum. Then he was shooting off too, blasting his second load of jism into his mother's ravaged asshole.
Again and again the salty cum flooded out of his cockhead as if he'd never cum at all. Marion shut her eyes and moaned as she felt his jism splashing on her asshole walls, then running out of her puckered hole around her son's cock. Hungrily she flexed her asshole muscles, milking every drop of jism out of her boy's gigantic cock.
"I love you, Mom!" Johnny cried excitedly. "I swear I do. I don't want to fuck any of the high school chicks anymore. Just you, for the rest of my life! I'm never leaving home now."
