(From front cover) Herb finally caught a glimpse of what was under Julie's dress. "Jeez," he whispered. Only in his wildest dreams had he imagined a beautiful woman like Julie, or even his Aunt Dee, would show her ...
CHAPTER ONE
... pussy just like that. Actually, until this moment, Herb, who was fifteen years old, had never seen a cunt in the flesh before.
"Listen-if you wanted to see my snatch, why didn't you just ask, instead of dislocating your eyeballs trying to catch a flash?" Julie said and opened her knees wider so that her fat, hairy cunt lips gaped, and the moist, pink slices of inner flesh showed. "Haven't you ever seen a twat before?"
Herb blinked. His cock had grown so stiff that it hurt. Good grief! He could see everything, even her asshole, pink and puckered. His prick swelled until he thought it would burst out of his Boy Scout uniform shorts. With embarrassment, he saw Julie was looking right at the wet spot where the tip of his rock-hard rod showed under the khaki cloth. He tried to look away from what she was showing him, but the gaping girl-crack drew his eyes like a magnet.
"I guess you haven't," Julie said.
"W-w-w-hat?" Herb stammered. "Haven't what?" His throat was dry and his heart hammered in his chest. Did she want him to fuck her?
"Come over here, Herbie," Julie said slowly.
Herb couldn't straighten up. His prick throbbed under his tightly stretched Boy Scout shorts as he bent forward and hopped over to the couch where his girl cousin was calmly spreading her cunt lips for him.
"Might as well get a good close look, if this is your first time, Herbie. Here, sit on the floor. You can get your face up close. It won't bite you." Julie slid her ass forward so that her quim was right under Herb's nose.
He squatted before his cousin, his eyes level with the top of her glistening slit. He could smell a strange, wild, clean, but definitely girl odor. Mygosh! He was smelling a girl's cunt!
Julie squeezed a triangular piece of naked pink flesh at the top of her hairy crack, and a pink pearl of meat glistened.
"That's my clit, Herbie," Cousin Julie explained. "That's what makes a girl feel-oh, so good, umm." She teased the pink, pea-sized nub of flesh with her slim finger. "Wanna fuck me, Herbie?"
Herb thought his pants would explode. The tip of his steel-hard prick peeked out from the bottom of his shorts, dribbling a pearl of thin but sticky juice. "Uh, sure, Julie, I'm game."
"Then take your pants down and lets see what you got," the girl said and reached for the painfully hard ridge in his pants. The touch of her fingers on his dick, even through the thin material of uniform and undershorts, made his rod lengthen another inch. "Hurry up," the girl said as he fumbled with his pants. She was fingering her clit with rapid strokes.
Herb watched her with wonder. So that's what girls did instead of jerking off! He unzipped his pants, and pulled them down along with his undershorts. His prick sprang out, an angry purple rod of meat that the girl grasped with her free hand and squeezed lightly. Herb reached for his girl cousin's spread-open cunt, but hesitated.
"Put your fingers into me," Julie said. Her voice was hoarse and her face flushed. "Come on, touch me." There was a wild look in her eyes and her blonde hair fell over her face as she pulled Herb towards her by his prick. He put his fingers between her open thighs and ran their tips along the rim of her slimy crack. The thought of shoving his aching cock into her so excited him that he nearly spilled his load. How would it feel to slip his prick in between those wet, pink lips, into the girl's eagerly waiting cunt-hole?
Julie stopped flicking her clit and grabbed his head by the hair and kissed him giving him tongue so that he could feel it all the way down to his cock. He kissed her back and down there felt her guiding his rock-hard prick into her warm, wet snatch.
Julie rolled back on the couch, pulling him on top^ of her. His prick stayed lodged in her as he found himself lying between smooth-skinned, soft girl-thighs, his balls pressed against the crack of his cousin's ass, and his prick stuck up her cunt. He rammed his cock in as far as it would go and heard Julie wince.
"Wow, you're big, Herbie," she said and started moving her hips under him.
Herb pulled back and thrust forward again, feeling his prick slide way up inside of her. He was fucking! He was finally getting his first piece of ass! And what an ass! Wait until he told the fellows in the Scout troop about it!
"C'mon," Julie urged, "give it to me, Herbie." Her hips ground away under him, and Herb felt his prick rubbing the length of his cousin's cunt sheath as he laid his strokes into her, feeling his balls slap against her spread-open asshole.
"Julie! Herbie!" The voice cut through Herb's pleasure, and he stopped in mid-stroke. Oh no, not now, not when he was about to finish his first piece of ass!
"Never mind her," Julie said and bucked her belly and cunt against him, "You just keep fucking, Herbie."
"Where are you two?" Aunt Dee's voice was strident, chilling. Herb felt his prick go soft. He couldn't let Aunt Dee catch him screwing Julie.
"What's the matter with you?" Julie said, her breath short and hard. "Keep on fucking."
"Aunt Dee," Herb said as his prick as soft as an overdone spaghetti noodle shrank and slipped out of the girl's cunt.
"Hell, who cares about her?" Julie said, pulling him back down on top of her.
"I can't," Herb said. "I just can't with her about to bust in here any moment." He slipped into his pants, kicking the undershorts beneath the couch. Julie shrugged, sat up, and pulled her dress down barely in time.
"What are you two doing in here?" Aunt Dee asked as she came clacking into the room. She was a tall, full-bodied woman of twenty-nine, with fair skin and dark hair. Her green eyes took in her niece's spread thighs and flushed cheeks and then came to rest on Herb. He crossed his legs to hide the wet spot on his uniform shorts and tried to avoid Aunt Dee's eyes. He stole a look at her legs though and at her large, powerful ass, when she swung around and turned to Julie.
"Well, young lady?" Aunt Dee asked. "What's been going on in here?" She sniffed and frowned. "What's that smell, Julie?"
The girl brushed her blonde hair back from her face and gave her aunt a teasing look, a smirk on her dark pink lips. "Don't you know, Auntie?" she said and slid forward on the couch so that her dress rode up and her aunt as well as Herb could see her bare, hairy snatch.
Herb's balls ached. He looked at Aunt Dee's ass and imagined what it would be like to pull it apart and thrust his eight inches of steel-hard gristle into his aunt's cunt. It would probably be tight, he thought, and the idea of making her take in his full eight inches of cock, with her squirming and hollering, excited him and made his balls hurt even more.
"You should be ashamed of yourself!" Aunt Dee said to her niece. "Showing yourself to a boy like that! And one with a dirty mind like Herbie to boot! Don't you know what it does to a boy when you expose your private parts to him like that?"
"It makes him get a hard-on," the blonde girl said and ran her pink tongue over her lips.
"Well of all the-!" Aunt Dee raised her hand as if to slap Julie, then let it drop. "I'll deal with you later, young lady." She turned to Herb. Her tits jiggled in her black dress as she reached for his ear and took it between two fingers. She pulled Herb to his feet and he saw Julie titter as he unsuccessfully tried to cover the spot on his pants. "You filthy little beast!" Aunt Dee shrilled at her nephew. "You became so excited at seeing your cousin's--your own cousin's-private parts that you soiled your pants!" Aunt Dee turned back to Julie. "You see what you did to your cousin, Julie?" she said. "Some day you'll do that to a boy and he'll lose control and then where will you be, young lady?"
"On my back with a man's meat up my-"
"That'll do!" Aunt Dee cut off her niece. "Go to your room-at once!
Julie got up, slowly, and walked out, swinging her ass. Herbie watched it and her slim girl-legs.
Gosh! I fucked her, Herb thought. I had that ass naked under me and those smooth, tanned legs wrapped around my waist, and my cock way up her cunt-hole, sliding in and out-gosh it felt good, all squishy and warm. I fucked a girl! He was full of wonder at how easy it had been after wishing for it and thinking about it for such a long time. But I didn't finish, Herbie thought. I wanted to fill that hot-assed little bitch's belly full of my cum! Herb's balls ached so badly, he was feeling sick.
"All right, you filthy little brute!" Aunt Dee said and pulled Herb by his ear. "You march right upstairs, young man. I have a bone to pick with you."
Herb felt the pain in his ear as his aunt marched him toward the stairwell. What could she be so put out about now? As she forced him to go up the stairs, doubled over, Herb could see his aunt's thighs and belly under her black dress, and if he strained against her pinched fingers on his ear, lie could glimpse her full tits. He felt his prick getting stiff again as the thought came to him that he would like to get his nuts off inside of that woman, his aunt Dee. After all, she did have all the equipment, tits, ass, and a cunt, probably with a big black bush around it.
"Now!" Aunt Dee said and let go of Herb's ear. As he straightened, he saw her holding up his magazines with the brightly colored photographs-his ."Fuck books" as he called them.
"This, this horrible filth, Herbie, where on earth did you get this trash?" She was holding the magazines as if they were full of spunk and cunt juice. "And hiding it under your mattress, like a thief! No wonder you have bad thoughts and get all excited when your cousin Julie is careless about her skirt!"
"They're mine," Herb said reaching for the magazines. "You leave 'em alone."
"I certainly will do no such thing," Aunt Dee said. "I'm confiscating them, and don't you ever let me catch you with anything like that again or I'll report you to your Scoutmaster.'
Herb wanted to blurt out that he had swiped the magazines from his Scoutmaster's backpack during the Scout troop's last camp trip, but he decided to keep his mouth shut.
Aunt Dee narrowed her green eyes and put her pretty face right near Herb's freckled boy's features. "If you weren't so big-" she said. "Even so, I've a good mind to take your pants down and give you a good licking-on the bare."
The idea of lying bare from the waist down across his aunt's lap made Herb's cock stiffen some more. Now if Aunt Dee's lap happened to be bare-the thought of his stiff prick probing between her thighs brought back a full hard-on.
"Now, you just stay up here in your room, young man," Aunt Dee said, "and don't you think I won't tell your parents about this? She held up the magazines and sailed out.
Herb sat down on the bed, his cock throbbing in his shorts. He opened his fly and let it spring out. He stroked its sticky length and then sniffed his fingers. They smelled of her, Julie, of her cunt.
I've got to finish banging her, Herb thought, as he stroked his prick, faster and faster. I don't want to jerk off like some little boy, not now, not after I've tasted the real thing.
Walking as quietly as he could, he went out the door and looked up and down the upstairs hall. There was no sign of Aunt Dee. Herb snuck towards the stairs, tiptoed past Aunt Dee's room, wincing when a floorboard creaked, and then stopped when he heard a moan coming from behind the white door. Was she sick? But no, there it was again, a long, drawn out sigh breaking into a whimper. There was nothing sick about that sound. It was like the little groans Julie was beginning to make when he had been fucking her, just before Aunt Dee had interrupted them.
Herb bent down and peeked through the keyhole. At first, he saw only the bed with its white crochet spread. He had to look in at an angle to see something more than that. He could not believe his eyes! There, upright on the dresser, leaning against the mirror, was one of his "fuck books," a magazine, swiped from the Scoutmaster, that showed couples fucking and sucking. The book was open to a color photograph, a close-up of an angry-red, veined prick spitting thick, white cum. If he pressed his cheek against the door he could see a luscious pair of female legs, the black skirt up high, exposing smooth, white thighs. Herb squeezed his head against the wood as hard as he could until he could see what Aunt Dee was doing. Her hand was between her thighs, jerking rapidly up and down as if she were strumming a guitar, and all the time, from her half-open mouth she let out these little whimpers and moans. Herb's cock throbbed with longing, when he realized what Aunt Dee was up to. She-was diddling herself! She was looking at a full-color photo of a man's prick squirting spunk and strumming her clit. Then Herb saw that it wasn't just the photo of a prick that Aunt Dee was using to get herself hot. Right next to it there stood propped against the dresser mirror the picture of this TV guy Herb remembered her watching. She must be imagining that it was his prick that was creaming and way up inside of her cunt!
Aunt Dee was gasping and squirming, her bare ass grinding against the seat of her chair, her black hair over her flushed face, eyes closed, as she lifted both bare feet off the carpet and put them up on the dresser top. Herb's cock was so hard, it hurt. He could not believe this! Before today he had never seen a naked cunt before, and here in less than an hour, he had not only been shown a girl's quim and had fucked for the first time, but now was seeing a woman, a beautiful woman nearly twice his age, about to get herself off.
Aunt Dee had spread her legs so wide that Herb could see the coral pink slit in her black bush, above fat, pale ass-cheeks, reflected in the mirror. She seemed to be having trouble getting herself satisfied, because her head was thrown back and her lips were open, revealing her white, even teeth, as she puffed and strained. Herb shook his head as he remembered the prim and proper Aunt Dee that had received him only last night. She had told him that she hoped he was as clean in mind as a Scout should be. She had reprimanded his cousin Julie for sitting carelessly, although the blonde girl had been wearing panties that time. Aunt Dee had lectured him on the importance of a cold bath before going to bed for a growing boy and on the merits of tennis and other exhausting sports to keep his mind filled with wholesome thoughts. Now, this same twenty-nine-year-old aunt was stripping down in her bedroom, while thinking about some TV actor's spunking cock. That was what Aunt Dee was doing. She pulled the black dress up over her head, exposing her naked ass, fat, round cheeks that trembled as she impatiently flung the dress on the bed. What an ass! A real woman's ass, full and plump and made for squirming under a male while he fucked her good and hard as she needed to be reamed.
Aunt Dee unhooked her brassiere and for the first time, Herb saw her full-fleshed tits in the raw. The nipples were a dusky rose as she fingered them to make them stiff, and she felt herself up, squeezing her boobs, grinding her thighs together, moaning for a cock. Herb stroked his own as he watched his aunt finger-fucking herself, opening her snatch wide, showing the wet, dark-red inner skin, thrusting two, three, four fingers up into herself and ringing her snatch. But as Herb stroked his aching prick, his aunt still could not get the relief she wanted and needed. She opened her dresser drawer and took out a thick, white candle. Herb had heard that women fucked themselves with candles, but he never had believed it-until now. Here, his aunt was about to shove a wax candle up her burning quim. As Herb beat his meat, he wondered if both their problems would not be solved were he to knock on the door and offer to shove his aching rock-hard rod up his aunt's red-hot quim. The thought nearly made him spill his spunk. But he kept it in, watching in wonder as his aunt dipped her fingers into a jar of Vaseline and greased up the hefty candle before bending her knees, spreading her cunt lips and starting to ride up and down on the wax rod. As she candle-fucked herself, she turned in circles, so that Herb could see her trembling ass-cheeks one second, and her heavy boobs and hungry cunt, sucking on the candle there as if it were a coral-lipped mouth, up and down, up and down, the next.
Suddenly Herb felt a hand grab his cock, a soft, female hand, and he could smell Julie's scent just before she pulled him down on top of herself, her shift up above her tits, her long, blonde hair spread like a halo on the hall rug as she guided his prick up into her cunt. This time she was writhing under him before he had finished his first fuck stroke. He never knew anything could feel as good as this! The soft girl-flesh was drawing his spunk from him, the tight rim of Julie's cunt moving up and down on his nine inches-it felt as big to Herb-of hard man meat. He could feel Julie's ass rolling under him, a naked girl-ass, and Herb grabbed the cheeks and felt his fingertips in the crack of his pretty cousin's ass, the middle fingers digging into her velvet-soft bung-hole. Julie moaned as he fingered her asshole, while he drove his nine inches of cock way up into her belly. Then he heard himself shouting and he bucked his ass up high before driving his cock into his cousin's cunt faster and faster, like a piston, pressing her nakedness against the carpet, feeling his nuts explode as the first jet of hot spunk shot up into his sixteen-year-old cousin Julie's belly. He squirted spurt after spurt of cum, rubbing his cock up and down inside Julie's cunt-sheath, forcing her up against his belly by squeezing her ass-cheeks, pulling them apart, until the last drop of his sticky, white juice had been squeezed out of him by his almost naked girl cousin.
Herb collapsed on top of the shuddering girl and lay there for what seemed ages.
But it was actually less than a minute, and then Julie reached for Herb's semi-hard cock and started handling it. She closed her soft hand over the stiffening prick and started rubbing it up and down, the length of gristle still wet with cum and cunt juice. The blonde teenager really knew how to give a hand job. Her ringers applied just the right amount of pressure, squeezing the male meat gently, running soft fingertips over the swelling tip, ringing the shaft, while she pressed her slim, naked girl-body against him. Herb reached for her tits and started feeling her up. He had never felt a girl's naked boobs before and as Julie's nipples became hard under his hand, his prick kept on swelling, urged on by Julie's hands that were both working his rod now. Julie kissed her younger cousin full on the mouth, her hands both on his throbbing cock. She thrust her tongue into his mouth until his prick started to leak. Herb ran his hand over his girl cousin's naked ass, feeling the tender cheeks, squeezing the full flesh, and fingering her crack. He ran his hand under until he felt her wet cunt, but the girl twisted away from his probing hand and dropped his cock.
Herb looked up in surprise. He still could not understand girls. Why did she stroke him to a good stiff hard-on and then keep him from her cunt? But Julie surprised him again. She knelt, her bare ass high, and went for his cock with her mouth. She raised it, holding it with her lips, then propping it up with both hands, started to give him head. She inhaled his male gristle, and sucked on it, running her soft mouth up and down its entire length, tonguing it as she went, swallowing the drops of clear, sticky juice she drew out of it. Herb had never dared to dream of a girl sucking him off like that, and here was his older girl cousin, this good-looking blonde chick Julie going down on him, working him up so that he could fuck her again.
While Julie kept blowing him, Herb cupped her tits, feeling her stiff nipples, rolling them between his fingers, and then ran his palms over her bare back, leaning forward until he was at her up tilted, naked ass again, feeling up her taut ass-cheeks, the crack between them wide open. Herb fondled his cousin Julie's satin-soft bung-hole and then let his fingertips slide down into the hot, wet slit of her quim.
Julie thrust her ass up against his hand, so that his fingers slid way up inside of her. Her soft, warm girl-mouth was working on Herb's prick, her tongue darting around his stiff meat, licking up every drop of cum that oozed from his throbbing dick.
Then Julie scrambled around on her knees, her mouth rotating on the swollen shaft of Herb's cock, until her upraised, naked ass faced him, her gaping asshole and cunt inches from his face. Herb smelled the slightly sweaty fragrance of her quim and bung and looked with wonder at the wanton display of her femaleness. Fringed by a pubic beard of dark-blonde pussy hair, Julie's cunt lips were coral-pink, swollen and inflamed with lust. She was all animal, presenting her hot twat for the male's inspection, while she readied his meat for plunging into her swollen and gaping crack by sucking it for him with her mouth.
Herb saw the dark-rose clam of Julie's cunt, the puckered, pink ring of her asshole above it, framed by the fattish, velvety cheeks of her girlish ass. Peach fuzz of blonde hairs covered the inner curves of her buttocks, the golden down becoming thicker near the female body-holes.
Herb felt Julie's mouth draw up and off his prick. "Eat it," she said.
"W-w-wha-a-t?" Herb quavered.
"Lick it, suck it, Herbie. Put your mouth to my snatch and work me up," his girl cousin commanded.
Herbie gulped. He did not know whether he could lick that smelly, wet girl-meat.
Julie thrust her ass back, and her drooling quim pressed against Herb's nose and mouth. Down by his prick, the teenage girl's mouth was doing things, to him that Herb had never imagined a girl would do to a boy. With the soft inner pads of her lips, Julie nibbled the underside of her cousin's cock, slightly back from the tip, where the nerves were most sensitive.
Herb's mouth watered suddenly at the thought of licking the tender girl-flesh that smelled slightly fishy, like fresh oysters. When he stuck his tongue out and in between the hot lips of his girl cousin's cunt, he tasted her salty quim juice. Kissing her there, on her wide-open cunt, was not much different from kissing a girl's mouth. Only the lips were fleshier, fatter down there, and the cunt smelled pungent, wild.
As he ran his stiff tongue around the rim of the girl's snatch, Herb felt her spread her ass-cheeks even wider. The hot, wet girl cunt was glued to his face, and he started to suck her cunt-flesh. Herb swallowed her salty quim juice. He still could not believe that this was happening to him, Herb! Good Gosh, he was lapping a girl's cunt! Eating pussy, hair pie-muff-diving! Now he knew why they called it that. He had to come up for air from time to time, pull his nose out from between his cousin Julie's swollen cunt lips to fill his lungs before plunging back in again to eat the girl's meat.
Then he felt Julie's snatch contract, and she pulled her cunt and ass off his face and, as nimble and slender as an eel, twisted about, one bare foot thudding against Aunt Dee's bedroom door. Julie lay on her back, spread wide for him and pulled his purplish-red prick up into her cunt.
"Start fucking, Herbie! Faster!" Julie urged. She bucked her belly up against him, and Herb fucked her, moving his hips up and down, as quickly as he could, rubbing his hard prick against the sheath of her cunt. The girl was grinding her bare ass against the carpet, keeping his prick inside of her, loving the fucking he was giving her, until he felt the first jet of spunk shoot into her belly, then the second, and another, and at that moment, Aunt Dee opened her bedroom door and looked down at her niece and nephew writhing on the floor of her upstairs hallway.
"What on earth!" Aunt Dee shrieked. "Oh, you dirty, filthy-" She reached for Herb's ear and pulled him off his cousin Julie. Herb saw that his aunt had put on a long, wine-colored robe, that was open to above her knees so that he could see her bare thighs. Grabbing Julie by her blonde hair, Aunt Dee dragged both teenagers into her bedroom and turned the key, locking the door. She put the key into the pocket of her robe and took hold of Herb's ear once more.
Holding the nearly naked boy and girl-one by the ear, the other by her long, blonde hair-Aunt Dee dragged them over to her bed. Herb was amazed at the strength of the woman as she flung him and Julie about as if they were dolls. Aunt Dee's face was white with fury. Her nostrils flared and her red lips were drawn into a narrow slit. She looked like a madwoman-, a possessed creature, and Herb was actually afraid of her. When she ordered him to kneel by the side of the bed, he did so, without protest, feeling awfully foolish in only his Boy Scout uniform shirt, his ass bare, and his prick and balls hanging out for his aunt to see.
But Aunt Dee was not interested in his male equipment, she was giving her full attention to her blonde niece Julie. "You little slut," Aunt Dee said through clenched teeth, as she sat down on the edge of the bed, on the white crochet bedspread, and yanked her teenage niece across her lap-the girl's naked ass uppermost.
Aunt Dee's robe fell back from her bare legs, and Herb noticed the contrast of the teenage girl's suntanned body against the woman's ivory skin. But the portion of Julie's body that Aunt Dee concentrated on was not tan but a golden cream color where a bikini bottom had covered her ass-cheeks. Aunt Dee's palm smacked against the blonde teenage girl's naked ass with such fury that Herb winced.
"Slut!" Aunt Dee raged. "I give you a place to stay when nobody else would, and this is how you repay me!"
Smack! The woman's palm came down on the girl's naked bottom again.
"You show up out of the blue, beg me to put you up, promise to behave, and the first chance you get, you do a filthy, nasty thing!"
Smack! Aunt Dee's hand slapped the girl's quivering ass-cheeks.
"Incorrigible,"
Smack!
"That's what you are!"
Smack!
"If they'd given you a good licking in that reform school,"
Smack!
"Instead of letting you run away,"
Smack!
"You would have thought twice before doing a nasty, filthy thing like that with your cousin!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Aunt Dee spanked the seventeen-year-old girl's naked behind again and again.
Herb, kneeling half-naked, couldn't help feeling a pang in his prick, as he saw the girl kicking her long, bare legs, exposing the slit of her pussy, the cunt-hair flecked with a white speck of his spunk. Had he actually fucked this good-looking girl, now writhing across his aunt's lap? He still could not believe that he had actually had his prick up inside of this pretty, blonde girl whose ass was all red from the spanking she was getting.
But although it must have stung her, Julie did not seem to be in any great pain. She was shrieking, yes, but that was only to make her aunt think the spanking was doing more damage than it actually was. But Herb noticed that the squirming girl was getting Aunt Dee all flustered. Before every smack, Julie raised her naked ass, letting the taut cheeks spread open, so that her aunt got a good view of her quim. Once or twice, Aunt Dee's palm struck right across her niece's wide-open crack, and Herb could have sworn that she let her hand linger on the girl's hairy cleft just for a fraction of a second longer than necessary, before administering the next spank. Aunt Dee was flushed now, whether from the exertion of giving her niece a good spanking or from touching the girl's cunt lips, Herb could not tell. But it must have been the contact of her hand on the girl's exposed snatch, because, Aunt Dee stopped hitting Julie for a second, reached down to yank off her slipper, and brought the sole of that down three times-each with an earsplitting crack-on the girl's bun. This time red welts rose on Julie's ass and she cried out in real pain.
"That will teach you, young lady!" Aunt Dee said and stood up so suddenly that Julie nearly fell to the floor. But Aunt Dee caught her, and Herb noticed with astonishment that Aunt Dee was cupping Julie's right boob as she helped the girl to her feet. There were tears on Julie's face, but they must have been a sham, because Julie gave Herb a sly wink, when Aunt Dee was adjusting her wine-colored robe.
"Get down there next to Herbie, so you can see what he's going to get," Aunt Dee said and reached for Herb's inflamed, red ear again. Julie squatted on her heels, knees apart, showing off her pink cunt-crack in its nest of dark-blonde hair. Aunt Dee appeared not to notice as she flung her nephew across her lap, face down.
Herb felt a funny pang in his lower belly as his aunt's thighs pressed against his chest and legs. Aunt Dee raised the tail of his khaki Boy Scout uniform shirt to expose his bare ass, and he heard Julie giggle.
"Now, young man," Aunt Dee said and rested her soft woman-palm on Herb's naked ass, "you're just as much at fault as your cousin, you know." The woman cleared her throat and ran her hand over his naked bottom. Herb's prick jerked to life. With mixed feelings, Herb felt its naked length rising against naked woman flesh. Oh Gosh! He was getting hard against Aunt Dee's naked thigh!
"Pig!" Aunt Dee screamed and her smacked against Herb's bare ass. "Filthy little boy!" Her palm stung him again.
His prick dangled between his aunt's thighs, his balls lay in the woman's lap. From the floor, Julie's uncontrolled giggles could be heard between the smacks of the woman's hand against the boy's naked ass. Then, Aunt Dee suddenly clamped her knees together imprisoning Herb's stiff prick between her full-fleshed thighs. The boy raised his hips and brought them down with each of his aunt's spanks, so that his dick rubbed against the soft, inner flesh of her thighs. The tip of his swollen, throbbing shaft protruded below the woman's thighs.
"Hey auntie, you got him hard," Julie piped up from the .floor. "Good for you!"
Herb felt a gentle female hand cup the tip of his dick. Julie! he thought. The little bitch! But when he twisted his head up to look at her, squatting there like a monkey, her snatch wide open, he saw that both her hands were busy with her own clit Oh, Heavens! It was Aunt Dee then!
"Can't you even control yourself when you're getting punished?" Aunt Dee shrieked at Herb. "You pig! Why I believe you're leaking on my leg!" And she encircled his cock with one hand while spanking his bare ass with the other. Her robe had fallen open, and Herb could see her tremendous tits, naked, the nipples dark red, as she spanked his ass. Once, she let her hand slide off the burning cheeks and cup his nuts. Herb's prick was fully hard, even as his ass stung from the spanks, when he knew that all of Aunt Dee's protestations against sex were just a sham, a cover for her unsatisfied, burning woman cunt. Aunt Dee needed to be fucked, Herb knew, and even as she kept paddling his bare ass as if he were a little boy, he knew that he was going to be the first one to shove male gristle into her red-hot quim with its thick, black bush.
CHAPTER TWO
Julie found Aunt Dee's dress shop, where she had been put to work to keep her mind off "nasty filth," a bore, until a woman, about fifty years old, with a harsh, angular face, square jaw, and a slight mustache on her upper lip, came in and gave the sixteen-year-old blonde the once-over. The teenage girl, wearing, at her aunt's insistence, a dress, stockings, and high-heeled shoes to look like "a respectable salesgirl instead of a slut," recognized the hungry look in the old biddy's brittle black eyes and bent forward intent on rearranging piles of sweaters on a sales table, so that the bodice of her dress fell away from her body and the old bag got a good look at the teenager's bra-less titties.
"I'll help her, Aunt Dee," Julie said, when she saw the tell-tale flush on the middle-aged woman's cheeks, and smiled at the customer with her sweetest, girlish smile.
"I was looking for an-ah-complete outfit for my-ah-niece," the customer said with a catch to her voice, as Julie undulated towards her, thrusting her boobs against the thin material of her dress so that her nipples showed plainly.
"A complete outfit, ma'am?" Julie piped up and ran a pink tongue over her lush lips.
"Ah-yes, from the-uh-skin out, so to speak. "I-uh wonder if you could-uh-model for me, Miss?"
"Model?" Julie said and glanced over at Aunt Dee. "Well I suppose so."
"Of course, she can and will, ma'am," Aunt Dee said. "We have some lovely new things in lingerie."
"Yes, let's start with that," the middle-aged woman customer said. Her voice was hoarse.
"You just make your selections, ma'am, and my girl will model for you," Aunt Dee said and pulled out a drawer from which she took several panties and laid them out on the glass counter-top.
The woman picked up three of the scantiest panties and followed Julie into the dressing room.
As soon as the customer had seated herself in a chair, her breathing heavy as if she had been exercising, Julie crossed her arms hi front, bent forward, grabbing the hem of her dress and peeled it up. The woman's breathing became more labored as the teenager's naked titties popped into view, one at a time, from underneath the rolled-up dress. The teenage blonde's boobs were full and high.
"Want me to model any bras for you?" Julie asked innocently.
"No," the woman croaked. "Just the panties. Let's try these first." She held up a sheer, skimpy, triangular pair in faint powder blue.
Julie demurely turned her back on the woman and slipped her own white panties down, knowing that her naked ass was inches from the woman's face. As the blonde girl bent, lifting one leg to slip her panties off, she stuck her naked behind out at the woman customer until she felt the crack was spread wide enough for the old biddy to get a good look at her pouched pussy.
The hard-faced woman's eyes glittered as she ran her gaze over the teenage girl's creamy ass-cheeks. Her hands twitched, and the thin slash of her mouth dropped open, drooling, so that she noisily had to suck back her own saliva.
Julie turned around, now stark naked except for old-fashioned garter belt and stockings that Aunt Dee had insisted she wear as "any decent girl would." The dim dressing room light glinted on the golden down on Julie's thighs, just above her stocking tops. The blonde girl stood slightly forward, so that her tits hung pendulously, a temptation for the raunchy woman customer.
"May I have those panties, ma'am?" Julie asked politely, a mocking smile on her moist lips, just as the woman reached for her tits. "Please, madam!" Julie said arid stepped out of the woman's reach.
"You're so beautiful!" the woman breathed. "Your breasts-"
"You want me to model the panties for you or not?" Julie said, flaunting her nakedness before the lecherous old biddy, thrusting her pelvis forward so that her pussy pouted at the customer.
"Let me put them on for you, my dear child," the woman said, "Please."
"Certainly not!" Julie acted outraged. She took the little panties from the woman and slipped them on, making sure when she raised one foot and then the other, that she showed plenty of cunt. Before the sixteen-year-old girl had a chance to get the powder blue panties up, she felt the woman's fingers sliding up into her twat.
"Oh, Jeez, how sweet!" the woman said under her harsh breath. She diddled Julie, and the teenager's cunt juice began to flow. "See how wet you are, my dear child," the woman whispered. "You want a lovely come as much as I want to give it to you."
Julie let the bag play inside of her cunt for a few seconds more, then disengaged herself from the probing fingers by stepping back.
The woman opened her mouth and stuck a thick, dark-red tongue out at Julie. She made a rapid licking motion with it and winked at the girl, who pulled the panties all the way up and struck a model's pose. "I'm good at it," the woman customer pleaded, "I can make you hear bells and see fireworks, girl."
Julie pretended not to understand. She posed prettily, swiveling about to show the biddy her ass once more. The thin material, a scant triangle, behind as in front, did nothing to conceal the teenager's pouting, plump ass-cheeks. "Do you like the fit of these?" Julie teased the woman.
"I'd make it worth your while," the woman said under her breath.
Julie cocked her head, her pretty face showed interest. The woman's eyes gleamed with lust. "Interested?"
Julie could hear Aunt Dee come clackety-clacking toward the dressing room. "Is everything all right, ma'am?" she asked.
Julie quickly picked up her dress and covered her tits demurely, as Aunt Dee poked her head into the cubicle.
"Oh, fine, just fine," the woman said and smiled up at Aunt Dee. "These are really lovely, really they are. Just perfect for a young girl."
"They really are, aren't they?" Aunt Dee said, and looked uneasily at Julie. But the teenager seemed to be a model of maidenly modesty, letting the folds of her dress cover the triangular front of her panties, showing the woman customer only a profile, her teenager's superbly modeled buttocks, setting the sheer material off to advantage.
"I'll take a dozen pairs of them, assorted colors," the customer said to Aunt Dee. "Would you mind gift-wrapping them for me?"
"Certainly, ma'am," Aunt Dee said. "What will you be wanting to see next? Slips? We have really a fine selection, and-"
"I'll just take the panties for now," the woman said, a trace of impatience in her voice. "I seem to have run out of time. Could you wrap them right away? I'll come back tomorrow for the rest of the outfit"
"Of course, ma'am," Aunt Dee said and went back into the store proper.
Julie dropped the dress and peeled off her panties. She stood before the woman, stark naked. "A car?" she whispered to the woman, "would it be worth a car to you?"
"You'll stay a whole night with me?" the woman asked.
"I'll do anything you want," Julie said.
"Oh, you lovely young thing, you," the woman whispered. "You've made an old woman very happy." She put her arms around the naked teenage girl and drew her against her dumpy body.
"A neat car?" Julie asked, her eyes large and warm.
"Anything you want, my darling girl," the woman said and cupped Julie's left tit with her hand.
Julie stuck her own hand up under the woman's dress, up the soft leg until she felt the crotch of her panties. She slid a slender, girlish finger inside of the hem and slipped it up the woman customer's cunt. It was sopping wet there. The woman kissed Julie on the mouth, her right hand hungrily stroking the blonde teenager's ass. When the woman went down under for her cunt, Julie rolled the biddy's clit between her thumb and forefinger, and then slipped out and away from her. "We can't do anything here," the teenager said.
"Of course not," the woman croaked. "Here," she took out a card and handed it to Julie. "At my home address, tonight. I'll send a car for you at seven." She shook her legs out, held her head up high and sailed out of the dressing room.
Julie glanced at the card. It read:
Abigail Murgatroyd, Ph.D. Psychotherapy.
Julie shrugged. A cunt was a cunt. They all smelled more or less the same, no matter what name or occupation the different females professed. Quickly she dressed again and stepped out into the front of the store, where Aunt Dee gave her a pleased smile and said that Julie had made a good start. The panties the customer had taken were the most expensive they had in the store. "Now, if you keep behaving yourself, young lady," Aunt Dee said, "you could turn out to be quite a decent young person." The voluptuous .older woman regarded her blonde niece. "You are an attractive girl, you know, Julie," Aunt Dee said and quickly looked away when the teenager met her look with a knowing smirk. "Ah, what I mean is, some day there will be a young man, a decent young man, and you should save yourself for his love."
"Is that what you're doing, Auntie? Saving yourself for a special man?" Julie asked innocently.
"And why not?" Aunt Dee countered. "What is wrong with saving oneself for the right person?"
"I thought you did not approve of any-ah-physical love," Julie said.
Aunt Dee flushed. "There are wifely duties that a woman must perform, no matter how distasteful to her they may be," Aunt Dee said and checked her wristwatch. She did not seem to want to continue this conversation with her niece. "Ah, I'm going out for lunch, Julie. Look after the shop, will you? And don't get yourself into any mischief."
"Yessum," Julie said and shook her head as she watched the departing figure of her aunt. Poor Aunt Dee. She wanted to make out that she was such a prude, while all the time, under that prissy exterior, she had a yen to be fucked. Look how she held Herbie's hard prick while she walloped his bare bottom. The woman was aching for prick or-? Julie smiled to herself. Maybe she wanted a gentler sort of love, a female tongue up her crack, for instance. There had been this matron back at reform school, who had been so much like Aunt Dee, always preaching against sex and fucking and all, until one day Julie and her friend Lisa had taken down the woman's pants and licked her cunt for her until she came so much the girls had thought she would never stop. It had been a blast. They had made the bitch beg for another pussy tonguing and made her suck the clits of the thirty girls in the cottage before letting her get off on a couple of stiff tongues again.
Julie rubbed her clit through the dregs at the thought of how well the matron had sucked it for her, rolling the pink pearl between tongue and teeth until Julie had come with such a powerful jolt, she had nearly smothered the woman between her thighs. Julie almost wished she were back at reform school. It was not as straight as this dumb dress shop, but they were going to send her to this place for incorrigible girls, and she had heard that it was real bad there with solitary and all. Julie yawned, when a young woman came in the door. Julie looked her over, tugged down her dress and went up to her.
"May I help you, ma'am?" Julie asked.
The customer was about twenty-two or three, a pale blonde with a lovely slender body, married- because she wore rings-but looking as innocent as a twelve-year-old virgin.
"Oh, I'm just looking, thank you," the woman said and went down the aisles^ touching a dress here, a blouse there. Julie leaned against the counter and watched the slim, pale blonde nervously glance about.
"Anything in particular that I could show you?" Julie drawled.
The blonde looked at her with big, wide-open pale violet eyes. "Something in pants," the blonde woman customer said, "something not-not too loose, you understand."
"Sure, I understand," Julie said and looked the young woman customer up and down. "You're a ten, aren't you?"
The pale blonde nodded, and blushed.
Julie went over to a rack and pulled three different colors and patterns of pants out. "How about tops? Would you like me to show you some?" the girl asked the customer.
The young woman nodded.
Julie showed her four, and the young woman selected three and followed the teenage girl into the dressing room. Julie deliberately left the curtain partly open and stationed herself where she could watch the young married woman undress.
The pale blonde pulled her dress up and off over her head, revealing modest white panties and bra. She had smooth, pale legs and nice, full boobs. When she turned to bend and pick up one of the jersey tops, her panties tightened across a lovely, high-set but womanly ass. She looked so vulnerable, innocent, almost virginal. She put on a jersey top and slipped her bare legs into one of the pairs of pants. "May I check the fit?" Julie asked. "Sizes vary from manufacturer to manufacturer, you know."
"Oh, you can come in," the young woman said. "I'm decent."
The blonde teenager stepped into the dressing room and the young woman shyly avoided her appraising glance. "Oh, you mustn't wear a bra under that kind of top," Julie said with authority.
"Really?" the young woman quavered. "But I've never worn clothes just over my-ah-bare skin."
"The natural look," Julie said. "Here let me help you off with this top, and we'll try it." She pulled the young woman's top up, touching her arms and shoulders, and stepped back, holding the garment. "Just slip your bra off," the teenage girl said. The woman' hesitated. "No need to be shy, ma'am," Julie assured her. "There's nobody here but us."
The woman blushed again, but obediently unhooked her bra in back and let it drop. A pair of lovely, firm tits with pale rose nipples hung free.
"Here, let me help you with the top-" Julie began, then frowned and looked down at the woman's pants. "But no, ma'am, that breaks the lines, bunches up in the crotch-"
"What?" the woman asked confused, standing there with her naked boobs out and a pink blush on her face.
"The pants, you really shouldn't wear anything under them, if you want them to fit you best."
"Oh!" the young, married woman said. Her pale, smooth tits quivered.
"Just slip them off," Julie said, unzipped the pants, and peeled them down. When her face was even with the customer's cunt mound, Julie deliberately licked her lips. Then she looked up into the woman's face and saw the hungry look in the pale violet eyes. "Shall we try it without the panties?" Julie asked.
"Try what?" the young woman asked hi return. Her tits quivered. She saw Julie's eyes on them and modestly covered herself with her arms.
"The pants with nothing under them," Julie said.
The pale violet eyes suddenly met Julie's. "If you think it's better," the young woman customer said and slipped her panties down her hips.
She had a pale blonde pussy, and in-the mirror, her ass shone pale and full-fleshed. The violet eyes had a wild luster in them, as the young woman exhibited her naked body to the teenage girl.
Julie reached for the young woman's tits. She cupped their resilient softness and kissed the woman on the mouth; her tongue darted between the young wife's lips, and the naked woman kissed the sixteen-year-old suntanned blonde girl back with fierce urgency. The girl fondled the pale, rosebud-tipped tits, rolling the stiffening nipples between thumb and forefinger, as the sex-starved young wife started breathing hard and pressing her belly and cunt mound against the teenage salesgirl. Julie pulled her tongue out of the hot-tailed young wife's mouth and fastened her lips over the woman's right nipple, her tongue teasing the nub of flesh. The young woman ground her hips against the girl's belly, and the teenager, while sucking first one tit and then the other, cupped the recently married woman's pale, plump ass-cheeks with both hands, drawing them apart until the rosy asshole and the rear view of her flushed and lust-swollen cunt pouch with its glistening pink slit showed in the dressing room mirror.
The randy teenage girl's long-fingered hand darted towards the exposed cunt-flesh and two fingers thrust into the warm wetness of the woman's willing slit.
"Yes! Oh yes!" the youthful matron moaned while her breath came short and hard. Her pale hands busied themselves with the bodice of the teenage girl's dress until the erect adolescent tits sprang out, naked, cream-skinned boobs with dusky pink nipples. The woman's hungry mouth sucked them, her lust fanned by the girl's ringers squishing in and out of the near-virgin cunt, so tight were its elastic walls.
"Wow!" Julie said, amazed at the woman's unbridled hands that searched under her skirt until eager fingers found her naked cunt-flesh, inflamed with lust and well-lubricated with pussy-juice.
The woman had spread her legs, knees slightly bent, and rode Julie's hand as if the fingers were a man's cock.
"Doesn't your old man fuck you?" Julie asked the young woman whose ass was grinding away, the big cheeks quivering, while her cunt rotated on Julie's finger.
"John's away most of the time-on business," the woman said. "That's why I need, I have to-"
"I understand," Julie said and bent forward gluing her soft lips to the tender cunt.
The young woman pulled Julie's dress up, so that the blonde teenager's naked ass was exposed, the cheeks smooth and shaped like two giant hard-boiled eggs, while beneath them the cleft cunt pouch with its dark blonde bush popped out.
The blonde girl raised her mouth from the woman's cunt lips and reached for the pink hood of flesh at the top of the slit, which she squeezed until the pearly pink clit peeked out. The teenager's tongue flicked over the young wife's clit, and the pale-skinned, naked young matron whinnied like a mare in heat.
Frantic for flesh, the woman reached for the girl's ass and stroked its smooth cheeks, the fingers fluttering towards the wide-spread crack, finding the asshole, fingering it vigorously.
Julie sucked the swollen clit, tonguing it, teasing it with her teeth until the young woman cried out and her cunt pulsed with a frantic come.
"My goodness! I never knew that it could be so-so-" the woman quavered.
"It's good, isn't it?" Julie said.
"Yes, oh yes!" the woman said, shuddering with breasts dancing. With two quick strokes, she stripped the slim teenager naked and drew her against herself. Tits pressed against tits, the nipples rubbing against each other. Bellies and pussies ground together. Julie skillfully fitted her clit against the young woman's and started dry-fucking her.
Moaning with pleasure, the woman sank down to the lush carpet, bucking up against the teenage girl's relentlessly rubbing clit. Julie's ass-cheeks spread wide as she dry-humped the pale-skinned young matron whose own thighs opened with lust The two naked females writhed on the floor, the teenager's tight, round ass opening and closing its cheeks as she ground her clit against the woman's, feeling the soft woman meat under herself as her cunt quivered with the first spasm of a near-come. But as much as she dry-fucked the woman with urgency, feeling the tender cunt-flesh beneath her own fluttering as the woman got herself off again, Julie could not make it.
Julie stood up, bare-ass naked, her cunt lips swollen an angry red, thrusting out from her dark blonde pussy. The woman started lying on her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt slash glistening in her pale blonde bush.
"Come over here," she told the girl, and while Julie squatted so that her cunt lips, clit, and asshole were exposed and vulnerable, the young wife, turned over on her belly, her plump bottom-cheeks glistening with cunt-juice near the asshole, and stuck her tongue in between the teenager's inflamed cunt lips. Gently, but firmly, the young woman lapped the girl's drooling cunt. The woman-tongue knew exactly where the most sensitive areas were and slowly, her tongue-tip flicking at the teenager's clit at intervals, she brought the girl to full sexual arousal. When the woman's warm tongue rimmed her puckered asshole, Julie started to moan. The stiff tongue tip flicked up into the teenager's bum-hole, entering and withdrawing, licking at the satin-smooth intimate girl-flesh until the girl's own fingers started playing with her clit. The young woman's finely chiseled nose pressed into Julie's cunt-hole while her tongue relentlessly worked on the younger girl's bung.
This time, Julie knew that she was going to get off. Leaning forward, the blonde teenager pulled the young woman's ass-cheeks apart until the pale pink asshole lay exposed. Her naked body slithering over the woman's back, Julie licked the pale woman's cleft until her tongue found the tight bum-hole. While Julie tongue-fucked her, the woman's fingers gently found the teenager's clit, skinned back the hood and caressed it with the soft finger tips.
Julie turned the naked woman over on her back and returned to licking her asshole while the pale, young woman used her mouth on Julie's cunt. She sucked on the nub of stiff flesh near the top of the teenager's gash.
Woman and girl ate each other's meat, licking, lapping, sucking, until both were near the peak of sexual excitement. The teenager, leaning over the paler body of the woman let her nipples rub against the soft belly as she thrust her tongue hi and out of the young wife's bung.
Suddenly Julie's whole body tautened, her naked ass rose high, the cheeks wide open as she came, the woman's tongue lying way up inside of her pulsating cunt.
CHAPTER THREE
The blonde high school girl in the short, brown, sleeveless jumper stood barefoot in the shop window, dressing dummies, rising on her tiptoes to tie a scarf over a mannequin's metallic hair. The scarf was too loose, and as the blonde, teenage girl stretched her firm and full, young body, the brown jumper rode up, revealing scant, white panties cut high, so that the base of her bottom-cheeks showed almost to the crack.
"Jeez! Will you look over there?" A boy in his late teens, wearing Boy Scout shorts, shirt and cap, shouted with excitement at his fellows and pointed to the shop window.
"Migosh! You can almost see her whole bare ass!" a young Scout piped up in a high voice.
"Boy, I'd like to shove my dick into that!" a third Scout said and sucked air in between his teeth. "Can you imagine slipping your meat into her?"
The scarf was still not right, and the young girl strained so that the muscles played under the smooth tanned skin of her beautifully shaped legs. Tiny golden hairs glinted on the swelling thighs, and the gawking Scouts could see the fine, cross-grained texture of her skin, where the thighs curved up and out into womanly buttocks.
"Turn around, baby, will you, please?" the Scout who was eager to cut the girl's meat said.
The scarf finally sat on the dummy's head to the girl's satisfaction, and she stood back and regarded her handiwork with narrowed eyes, hands on sinuous hips, brown calves taut. When she stood like that, her rear towards the window, her slim back sweeping out into a deliciously curved ass, her naked legs well apart, she was the embodiment of every male adolescent's dream. Here was an athletic, sexy high school girl, her every body movement signaling her need for a stiff cock, just asking to have her legs spread and her slit reamed.
The young blonde bent forward, reaching for a handbag perched on a low shelf, and the Scouts clustering before the pane hungrily followed her every movement. Taking the purse, the blonde teenager swung around and went into a deep knee-bend while she put the handbag besides the shoes of the manikin with the scarf. The spectators were unexpectedly treated to a view of her panty crotch, bulging with plump cunt lips, the thin, white material cutting into the slit between the swollen rolls of intimate girl-flesh. Wisps of pussy hair had escaped from the confines of the panty crotch and glinted golden above the tender inner cheeks of her ass.
The girl was either unaware of what she was showing a raunchy band of Boy Scouts or she just did not care. She kept fussing with the handbag, while the Scouts gawked at the generous display of feminity.
"Ohmygosh, my pants are splitting!" A Scout said hoarsely, as the girl finally knelt and bent forward so that the low-cut V-neck of her brown jumper fell away from her chest, and the Scouts could see her naked tits.
"Wow! Can you imagine a chick like that spreading her legs for you?" a sixteen-year-old patrol leader said.
The pretty, blonde teenager's firm, pink-tipped boobs jiggled as she made some final adjustments on the window display. She shifted around so that her behind was pointed towards the boys.
"Oh baby! Couldn't we use you back at camp tonight.'" A young Tenderfoot said in a high-pitched voice.
The girl, kneeling, her ass towards the shop window, raised her hips, and her skirt rode up until a white triangle of panties, bulging with back-thrust cunt-pouch, pouted at the Scouts.
The Boy Scouts, their pricks stiff with longing for the thinly covered girl-meat, stared in silence.
"I bet she's just a prick teaser," the patrol leader said, his voice hoarse with lust.
"Oh, she fucks all right," a Scout with freckles across the bridge of his nose said.
"How in hell would you know, Herb?" the patrol leader scoffed at the boy who had spoken.
"I know her," Herb said. "She's my cousin Julie. I've fucked her."
The girl went into her squat again, flashing her meaty quim, the mattress of cunt-hair clearly showing through the semi transparent panties. This time, she balanced herself by thrusting one bare leg out in front.
"You fucked her?" the patrol leader said and laughed in disbelief. "Who are you trying to kid, Herb? All you've ever fucked is your fist."
The Scouts also started laughing at Herb, and the sexy teenage girl in the store window suddenly seemed to become aware of the horny bunch of Boy Scouts looking under her dress. She gave the gaping Scouts a look of contempt and clamped her knees together.
"Julie!" Herb shouted and tapped at the window, but the girl rose to her feet, and stepped back into the store, swinging her well-rounded ass. "I tell you guys, I know her!" Herb protested, as the boys hooted him down with derisive laughter.
"Sure, you know her, and you fucked her and she sucked you and I'm the President of the United States," the patrol leader said, and the boys howled with laughter.
"All right, I'll prove it to you guys," Herb said. "I'll bring her out here." He went up to the store entrance and stopped dead. There was Aunt Dee, lecturing his cousin Julie, who was unconcernedly sitting on a chair, raising her brown jumper high up on her thighs, while she pulled a stocking on a well-shaped leg. With Aunt Dee there, Herb could do nothing.
"What's the matter? Lost your nerve?" the patrol leader taunted Herb as he turned back from the door.
"Listen, it's true! You got to believe me!" Herb pleaded, as the walking away from the shop window, now that its main attraction for them was gone.
"You bring her to camp tonight, behind the cook tent, after lights out, and fuck her, then we'll believe you," the patrol leader said. "We'll be watching from the bushes."
"Okay, I will," Herb agreed. His prick was as hard as that of any of the Scouts who had seen Julie flaunt tits, ass, and barely covered cunt in the store window. The idea of slipping her some meat with the guys looking on excited him. "Hey! Don't you guys go and beat off thinking about her," he shouted after the Scouts. "The least I can promise you is a hand job from a real live girl."
'No, I don't want to go to any Scout campground with you," Julie told Herb three hours later. "Don't you see I've got company?"
The company with Julie in her bedroom at Aunt Dee's was a delicious-looking fifteen-year-old girl with dark reddish-brown hair, wearing a form-fitting, yellow dress with very little underneath. At least, Herb could see her boobs were hanging free, luscious jugs with large, stiff nipples showing dark through the thin, yellow cloth of the dress. Herb tried to look up under her skirt to see whether she wore panties, but the girl clamped her thighs together when she noticed his probing look.
"She can come too," Herb said, as the girl looked him up and down with an impudent smile. Herb gulped as her eyes stared right at his prick that was beginning to swell from his looking at her tits jiggling under the thin dress.
"She's Lisa," Julie said, introducing the girl to Herb. "And I'm sure she wouldn't be interested in going to any Boy Scout camp-out or whatever either."
"It's a Scout-O-Rama we're having up at the park," Herb explained. "It doesn't really get going until tomorrow morning with contests between the different troops, and demonstrations, but tonight they have storytelling around campfires and sing-alongs."
"Listen, Herbie," Julie said, "I saw you and your Boy Scouts when I was dressing the window over at Aunt Dee's shop, don't think I didn't." She turned to Lisa. "Would you believe it? There they stood, gaping at me, and every one of them with his prick standing up under those silly Boy Scout shorts. Horny? I've never seen so many guys get hard from a girl."
"Umm, sounds interesting," Lisa said and ran the tip of her tongue along her upper lip. She crossed her legs, and Herb caught a glimpse of something dark. Was it her pussy? Herb's cock tightened in his pants. Lisa was a pretty girl, and then there was something about her-her mouth. Herb thought of Lisa sucking his cock, taking the head in between her nice, soft lips and licking it with her flickering tongue. His prick crawled down his thigh until it was a powerful ridge of solid meat under his uniform shorts. Lisa's eyes were right on its outlined length.
"Why don't we go with him to that Scout thing?" Lisa asked Julie.
"You go, if you want to," Julie said. I've got to wait for Aunt Dee." She had been glancing out of the window from time to time all along as if expecting someone. She had hardly looked at Herb all evening, and even now she seemed to take no notice of the aroused state of his prick. But not Lisa. She deliberately recrossed her legs, and this time, he clearly saw her bare snatch. The tip of Herb's throbbing prick almost peeked out from the hem of his Boy Scout shorts.
Lisa reached out and took Herb's hand and held it. Her touch made him feel warm and funny in his lower belly. "Well, I'll go with you, Herb," Lisa said. "I've always -had a weakness for campfires, toasted marshmallows and stuff." She stood next to Herb, and her hand brushed momentarily over his hard cock. Herb thought he'd shoot his load. This girl had something about her that really got him going. As she walked over towards the door ahead of him, he looked at her ass swinging beneath the thin yellow dress: nice, full, rounded cheeks, and his knees turned to jelly.
"Lisa," he whispered as soon as they were out in the hall, "Ohmygosh, Lisa."
She turned around, her blue eyes wide and innocent. "What's the matter, Herb?" she asked. She came up close to him and pressed herself full-length against him, so that he could feel her tits in contact with his chest. Then she socked her belly and snatch into him. Even though it was through two layers of clothes, her quim caressing his super-stiff dong was too much for him.
"Keerist!" he breathed out and ran his hand down her back over the resilient softness of her ass. Growling like an animal in rut, Herb impatiently raised her skirt hi back and ran his hand over the naked cheeks of the girl's bottom.
The girl kissed him. on the mouth, her tongue darting against his, while he ran both his palms across her gyrating ass-globes.
"You like my ass?" Lisa whispered in Herb's ear just before she flicked her tongue into it.
"Yes! Ohmygosh, yes!" Herb croaked. "Lisa, I've got to-"
She shut him up with her mouth over his lips. "It used to drive my daddy wild," Lisa said.
"What?" Herb asked hoarsely.
"My ass," Lisa whispered and frenched his ear-hole again. Herb looked down over her shoulder at the juicy girl-cheeks. "My daddy is crazy about my ass," Lisa went on. "Do you know he gave me bare-butt spankings until I ran away from home? I mean he especially liked to make me bare it with his friends watching and all. He sort of liked to show off, make me stand there with my pants down, while he-"
"Lisa!" Herb breathed hoarsely and cupped one of the girl's ripe tits. It was firm and springy, and he felt it up, squeezing the girl-flesh, pinching the nipple gently, while Lisa ground her pussy-mound against his bursting dong. "Lisa, you've got to let me-"
"I thought you wanted me to go to that Scout thing with you?" Lisa said and broke away from Herb. She looked down at the tremendous bulge in his pants, that had leaked at its tip into a wet spot the size of a silver dollar.
Herb had forgotten completely about his promise to the troop. "Aw, heck, that can wait," he said.
Lisa reached for the steel-hard ridge of his cock and touched it with fluttering girl fingers. "Wow!" she said, "What a rod!"
Herb stumbled forwards toward her, but she ducked and eluded his embrace. Her auburn hair had fallen over one side of her face, and her blue eyes taunted him as she laughed at his condition. "You offered to take me to the Scout camp, Herb," she said, "and I want to go." She stuck her delicious, dark-red lower lip out at him in a mock pout.
"But look at this" Herb grabbed his prick. Let's take care of this first."
"It'll go down," Lisa said. She was all matter-of-fact now. "Come on, Herb, I want to see your Scouts."
Herb sighed. "Okay, Lisa," he said. He was thinking that it might even be better to take this hot-tailed little cockteaser behind the cook tent at the Scout encampment and fuck the ass off her there-with the whole troop watching from the bushes at that!
"We'll take care of that later," Lisa said and patted his bulging ridge of stiff gristle. She flicked her tongue out at him and ran down the stairs with Herb thundering after her.
"What are we doing behind this tent?" Lisa asked Herb when he had brought her to the clearing. "I thought you said there'd be campfires and storytelling?"
"Looks like we missed all that," Herb said in a low voice. "It's after lights out." The camp was quiet, except for scattered murmurs from the Scouts settling down for the night. Here and there, the remains of a campfire glowed among the tents scattered under the tall trees. A bright moon rising above the treetops lit-up the grassy patch behind the cook tent. Dark bushes surrounded this treeless area, and Herb knew that in the foliage, Scouts were breathlessly watching for his next move.
He reached for Lisa's left tit, but missed as she stepped back, pushing his cupped hand aside. "What are you trying to do, Herb?" she asked, a frown of annoyance between her arching eyebrows.
This time, Herb moved fast and grabbed a handful of tit. Lisa's palm exploded against his cheek at the same moment as a voice in the bushes exclaimed, "Wow!"
"What's going on here?" Lisa asked as there came rustling and stifled laughter from the bushes surrounding the small clearing.
"Nothing," Herb said and lunged for Lisa. He grabbed her by the hair with his right hand, unbuttoned the neck of her yellow dress, and pulled one naked tit out.
She swung her fists wildly at him, but he kept a tight grip on her hair, pulling her head back so that she could not bite him, while he mauled her large, firm knockers!, first one then the other, squeezing the springy girl-flesh, while his rod rose long and hard in his pants.
"Hey, Herb! How about letting us have a feel too?" a voice said from the bushes.
Lisa struggled desperately to free herself, her bare tits quivering as she twisted and turned. She kneed Herb, driving her thigh against his hard-on, and Herb tore her dress down to her waist. He glued his mouth to one of her nipples and began to suck, feeling his knees grow weak. His grip on Lisa's hair slackened, and she tore loose from him and dashed for the bushes, right into a Boy Scout's arms.
It was the sixteen-year-old patrol leader who had dared Herb to bring a girl out here. He was stronger than Herb, and he pinioned the hard-breathing red-head's arms behind her back and held her so that the Scouts stepping out of the bushes could all see her naked tits.
"Jeepers!" a young Tenderfoot gasped, and his voice broke. The sight of a nubile girl, a pretty one at that, having her bare breasts forcefully exposed was beyond the wildest dreams of the boys clustering around her.
In the moonlight, Lisa's breasts were pale globes of female flesh, tipped with quarter-sized, dark nipples. Her breath came in short gasps from her exertions, and her chest heaved, making her bare boobs rise and fall.
For a moment, the Scouts just stood there, looking. Then one of them flicked on a flashlight and played the beam over the pinioned girl's naked tits. The patrol leader held her arms far back so that her knockers stuck out like ripe melons. More flashlights came on, and Lisa's tits were brightly illuminated. Her nipples stuck out, dark pink tips on the full flesh.
"All right, you guys," the patrol leader who was holding Lisa said. "Line up for a free feel."
The boys hesitated, fascinated by the half-naked girl. Only the spots of the flashlights kept caressing her dark-nippled tits.
Finally, one Scout reached out and gingerly touched her soft but firm flesh. "Wow!" he exclaimed under his breath and ran his palm over first one then the other of Lisa's breasts.
The girl kicked out at him and her foot cracked against the fondler's left kneecap. The Scout cried out and bent to clutch his knee only to feel Lisa's shoe slam into his chest, and he toppled over onto the grass.
"Take her shoes off," the patrol leader who was still holding the girl commanded.
It took two Scouts to hold each of the girl's legs while a fifth slipped her high-heeled shoes off.
The injured Scout lay on the ground, his kneecap swollen to twice its normal size.
"Better get some ice for that," the patrol leader said, and a couple of boys trotted off into the cook tent.
Lisa was struggling in the patrol leader's grasp. "Let me go! Let go of me, you little bastard!" she hissed and kicked her bare heels back at the Scout's shins.
The patrol leader laughed, let go of the girl's arms, and instead clasped both of her breasts from behind. He kneaded the firm, springy flesh, pressing himself against Lisa's back, his hips rubbing against the girl's ass.
Lisa ducked, freed herself from the clutching hands, spun around, and hit the patrol leader right in the nose with her fist.
"Ohmygod! It's broken!" he cried as the girl sped away. "Catch her!" the patrol leader gasped.
"What the dickens is going on here?'' a masculine voice thundered. A bright lantern threw its powerful beam into the clearing, and Lisa stopped in her tracks, barefoot, disheveled, her dress open down to her waist so that her naked tits stuck out.
The speaker with the authoritative voice stepped into the clearing. He was a mature-looking Scout, with masculine, hairy legs, and the shadow on his cheeks and jaw showed that he already shaved. Although only seventeen, he was senior patrol leader, and the boys of Herb's troop respected him. "You guys are making so much noise the old goats sent me to find out what's up," he said. The old goats were the Scout leaders, and some of the boys' fathers that had come along on the camp-out.
Lisa noticed his eyes on her bare tits and covered them. The senior patrol leader raised his eyebrows. The girl brushed the wing of reddish-brown hair back from her face and returned his frank stare.
"We were just having some fun," the patrol leader who had held Lisa for the boys to feel up said. He was nursing his nose. On the ground, the boy with the swollen kneecap was holding a chunk of ice wrapped in a dish towel to his injury.
"It's all right," Lisa said to the senior patrol leader. "They were just trying to have some fun." She dropped her eyes and scratched at the ground with her bare toes. Then she threw the senior patrol leader a provocative look. "Only they don't seem to know how to go about it. I guess they're too young."
"Well as long as there's no harm done," the senior patrol leader said and went up to Lisa. "You're not hurt?"
Lisa shook her head so that her hair swung out about her-head. "I'd like my shoes, though," she said.
"Let's have 'em," the senior patrol leader said, and one of the Scouts handed the nigh-heeled shoes to him. Lisa slipped one shoe on, supporting herself by holding on to the senior patrol leader's shoulder. When she raised her other foot to put on the shoe, she nearly lost her balance, and the senior patrol leader put his arm around her waist to steady her. When Lisa had both shoes on, the senior patrol leader still had his arm around her waist.
"Hey guys," he said, "We better move on up to the amphitheater, before some of the old goats come looking for us." he walked off, holding Lisa, who had put her own arm around his waist. Before he disappeared down the trail with her, the senior patrol leader looked back over his shoulder and winked at the boys.
"Come on," the patrol leader with the injured nose said, "let's go and get some of that ass. Old John will fix it for us."
John was the senior patrol leader's name. The excited band of Scouts took off up the trail after John and Lisa. Herb brushed past the boys until he took the lead. After all, he had brought the girl here, and if anybody was going to get some of her pussy, he felt that he should be first.
Ahead, he saw the glow the senior patrol leader's lantern, swinging from side to side. Then the light went off, and Herb crept stealthily ahead. When he came upon John and Lisa, he saw with a pang in his chest that the senior patrol leader was doing what he, Herb, had been aching to do all evening.
They were standing hi a patch of moonlight, Lisa's face turned up towards John, who was kissing her, long and hard. While he held her around the waist with his right hand, the senior patrol leader's left was stroking her naked tits! John was neither hesitantly touching the girl's bare boobs nor squeezing them as the patrol leader had done back behind the cook tent. He was massaging the girl's delicious jugs with firm, swift, circular movements that had her arching her back and rubbing her boobs against his palms, while her breath came in hard gasps.
Herb felt a painful pang of jealousy as he saw Lisa's hand with a sure move unzip the boy's fly and take out his long, stiff prick. Lisa's hand stroked the senior patrol leader's nine niches of rock-hard gristle with experienced hands, so that John muttered, "Jeez!" while his cock was being handled by the girl.
Herb saw the senior patrol leader's hand slip down from the girl's naked boobs and raise the skirt of her yellow dress in front.
"He's going for her cunt!" a voice whispered behind Herb, and he saw that he was no longer standing there alone gawking at John feeling up the girl and getting his pecker massaged in return. The Scouts stood there, most of them rubbing their swollen dongs, aching to do what the senior patrol leader was doing.
Herb heard Lisa moan as John's hand started to frig her quim. "He's gonna fuck her!" an excited voice whispered next to Herb's ear, and the way Lisa kept stroking the boy's rigid cock with quick, firm jerks, it looked as if she was getting set to take it up inside her. Herb's prick throbbed painfully in his pants. At that moment he would gladly have given up ten years of his life to take John's place and slip his aching meat to the girl.
Herb, along with the other boys watching John and Lisa, tried to get a better look at the girl's cunt But although John's dong was clearly visible in the bright moonlight, Lisa's skirt covered her snatch. "Jeez! Look at him fingerfuck her!" a voice breathed near Herb, and John was doing a beautiful job of it. Lisa bent her knees and spread her bare thighs farther apart to let the senior patrol leader finger her crack. Her hips thrust eagerly up and down as she rode the Scout's stiff fingers.
Then, when John lost control and roughly started to force the girl towards the ground, and one of the Scouts by Herb said, "Wow! He's really gonna cut her meat," Lisa suddenly shoved the senior patrol leader back. The watching Scouts let out groans of disappointment. John growled and went for Lisa again, but she whispered something to him that none of the Scouts, including Herb, could hear, and he said, "All right, if you want to," and laughed, while the girl stood on tiptoe to kiss him, her hand still fondling his erect dick.
"All right, you guys," John hollered, "I know you're there. Come on, we're going to have a little fun." He hugged Lisa, and she kept her hold on his prick, while they started along the trail to the amphitheater once more.
Herb and the other Scouts trotted behind them, feeling jealous of John, the senior patrol leader, who was getting his prick massaged by a girl's hand, while all they had were stiff peckers and the hope that maybe they were going to get a chance to rub them against some naked girl-flesh.
The amphitheater was really only a semi-circular cut in a sloping hillside, with peeled logs set into earthen terraces and a patch of bare ground at the base, where the remains of a campfire smoldered.
When Herb and the other Scouts got there, John was throwing logs on the red-hot embers and fanning them to a blaze with his cap. Lisa sat on one of the peeled tree trunks that served as seats around the campfire. She sat huddled forward, her face hidden by her hands, her elbows resting on her thighs.
"How manv of you guys got a hard-on?" the senior patrol leader asked in a loud voice. Lisa's head perked up, and she watched the boys. Four or five raised their arms half-heartedly. "Well, okay then," John said, "I guess most of you aren't ready for a little fun. So why don't you all go back to your tents and forget about what I'm going to be doing here."
There were loud groans of disappointment from the boys. "All right then," John addressed the Scouts again. 'Wow let's see how many of you have a stiff pecker." Every Scout there raised his hand.
Lisa said something to the senior patrol leader that none of the Scouts could hear. He laughed and turned back to the boys. "Lisa here thinks that you're boasting. How about showing her that you guys are ready for a little loving?"
The Scouts did nothing but stare in silence at the girl who had sat up and was leaning back on her hands, a taunting smile on her face now brightly illuminated by the blazing fire.
"If you guys want to call it quits right now," John said, "that's more than okay with me. You can all go and hit the sack."
There were shouts of, "No, no," from the boys.
"All right, then," the senior patrol leader said, "how about letting Lisa see what you got for her? Come on, fellers, drop your pants."
"How about her?" a Scout shouted at John. "How about her showing us her crack?"
The senior patrol leader turned toward the girl. "How about it, Lisa?"
The girl shrugged, stood up, bent forward, her arms crossed, and pulled her yellow dress up and off so quickly that the Scouts stared at what suddenly was revealed in disbelief. A lovely, young girl stood there, bare-ass naked, the fire's flickering light playing provocatively across her smooth skin. At the apex of her slightly rounded girl-belly, the dark patch of pussy hair drew all eyes. The girl cupped her naked tits and caressed them until the nipples swelled. "All right, John," she said, "Anybody that wants to cop a good feel, have them take then-pants off before they come up to roe. I wanna see some stiff pricks."
A burly, curly-headed Scout was the first one to drop his uniform shorts and underpants, and with his semi-stiff rod of meat swinging, walked up towards the naked girl, while the Scouts whooped with excitement.
Lisa sat down on the peeled tree trunk bench and waited for the Scout who was naked from the waist to his knee-socks. Her eyes were unabashedly on the boy's extended prick, and seeing a lovely fifteen-year-old girl looking with interest at aroused male meat, drove the Scouts to a high pitch of sexual excitement.
The burly, curly-headed Scout had dark hair on his legs and belly, and his cock was a thick, pale shaft curving out from the mat of hair in his groin. When he reached Lisa, he bent slightly forward and cupped one of her tits. The girl arched her back so that he could feel her up good and proper, and watched his cock spring up. As the burly, curly-headed Scout massaged the girl's naked tits, his pecker grew larger and harder. Lisa ringed it with one hand and eagerly stroked the stiff, male gristle. She pulled her legs up and spread her naked thighs, her feet up on the tree trunk, and her strokes on the boy's joint quickened as the male meat swelled bigger still with increased desire.
"She's spreading for him! She's spreading for him!" a Scout near Herb shouted with excitement.
"Dick her! Dick her!" another boy shouted. "She's asking for it!" But Lisa, after showing the burly, curly-headed Scout her pussy, pushed him away and sprang to her feet on the bench.
Now, another boy dropped his pants and eagerly ran up to the girl. This one, a pale blond fellow with short-cropped hair, must have had some experience with girls before. He cupped one big cheek of Lisa's ass with his right hand, and his left went straight for her snatch. The girl bent her knees a bit and spread her legs farther apart to accommodate him. While he squeezed and pinched the full and well-rounded girl-ass, the pale blond Scout fingered the girl's quim. This time, the watching Scouts got a better view of the girl's snatch, as the Scout stroked the intimate groove before slipping two fingers into her.
Lisa let him feel her up until his prick stood up so stiff that it looked fit to burst, then she pushed his hands away from her body and squatted on her heels, up on the bench.
Now, more of the Scouts seemed to muster sufficient courage to expose their pricks to get a free feel. They filed past the naked, squatting girl, putting their hands on her tits, peering at her hairy twat, making a few hesitating passes at the girl-crack, and now and then slipping a boyish finger inside of her, until their peckers had risen to full hard-ons. The last one on the line filing past the girl was John, the senior patrol leader. He had a tremendous hard-on by the time he got to her, and, by the way in which he grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass, his fingertips digging into its crack, Lisa must have known that this mature boy would not be satisfied with a quick feel.
John kissed the girl again, kneading her tits, until the assembled Scouts could hear her moaning. When he stuck three fingers up inside of her, they could clearly hear the squish made by her wet cunt. Lisa groped blindly until her fingers found the senior patrol leader's cock, then she ringed it with thumb and forefinger, and gave him quick, jerky strokes that brought the organ to its greatest dimensions. John's prick was enormous, a veined column of angry meat.
The senior patrol leader reached around and grabbed the girl by the ass again, each of his large hands cupping one of the girl's hind-cheeks. He pulled her forward, and Lisa grabbed his shoulders for support, as the purplish-red knob of the boy's cock pressed against the elastic outer ring of her cunt-hole. As soon as the girl felt the male rod parting the wet inner lips of her quim, she tried to pull back, but the senior patrol leader forced her down, impaling her on his powerful shaft of meat.
Every one of the boys watching had an enormous hard-on. This was no longer any adolescent game of touch the tittie or stink-finger. This was the real thing. The girl was being forced to take in meat. She cried out a little as she slid down the boy's gigantic shaft of stiff gristle, her moist, pink cunt ringing it like a mouth. The Scouts watched with throbbing hard-ons as the senior patrol leader unhesitatingly rammed his prick into the auburn-haired cockteaser until his pubic hair was enmeshed with hers.
Triumphantly he lifted her off the tree trunk bench, still holding her by the full, well-rounded cheeks of her ass, pulling the fat globes of flesh apart so that the Scouts could see his fingers digging into the groove, the middle finger of his right hand sticking up into the girl's asshole. He slid her back and forth on his rod, which came out of her cunt glistening with her love juice, until she was lubricated enough for him to start really fucking.
None of the Scouts watching had ever seen a girl of their age getting fucked, and they were amazed that her girlish cunt could accommodate the senior patrol leader's enormous prick. John knelt down on the grass, keeping the girl impaled on his shaft, and then leaned forward until her bare ass rested on the ground. He forced her thighs up against her boobs with his shoulders so that her cunt was in position for the deepest possible penetration, and slowly withdrew from her vaginal sheath. The Scouts watched in fascination as the thick shaft came sliding out of the girl's quim, glistening with her cunt-juice.
John raised his tight, muscular ass until only the head of his tool remained inside the girl's slit The boy's shaft was swollen with lust, and the veins on it distended even more as he started rotating his ass and drove into the spread-open girl with the first fuck-stroke. When he slowly withdrew his tool from her gaping gash, it glistened in the nickering fire light. The knowledge that the moisture on the senior patrol leader's cock came from inside the girl's twat, excited the gaping Scouts.
The senior patrol leader drove his rod up into Lisa's quim once again, and the girl expelled her breath and moaned. John speeded up the rhythm of his fucking now, driving up into Lisa's belly with a twisting motion, and withdrawing slowly only to thrust into her once more.
After the fifth fuck-stroke, Lisa freed her thighs and brought her bare feet down flat on the ground at either side of the boy humping her. Now, she started rotating her hips, her ass grinding away on the grass. When John's thrust was almost in her to the hilt, she raised her bare ass off the ground and pushed her cunt up until her belly touched the boy's. As Lisa's hips began to respond to John's powerful thrusts, the watching Scouts saw that this was a girl who really knew how to fuck. As she moved rhythmically under him, John increased the force of his cunt-reaming. His shaft slid in and out of the writhing girl who started to gasp as she lost control and started fucking with complete abandon. Lisa cried out as the senior patrol leader kept slipping his meat in and out of her pleasure-swollen slit. She clasped her lover with her bare legs, her ankles crossed on the small of John's back. This way, she could pull him toward her, squeezing him tightly against her drooling snatch so that his fully extended prick slid way up inside of her.
The Scouts marveled at John's control. The senior patrol leader kept on relentlessly fucking the naked fifteen-year-old girl who punctuated every one of the boy's piercing thrusts with gasping outcries of sexual pleasure. As the girl gave a long, drawn-out cry and her legs and belly started to shudder, the onlookers stroked their stiff pricks with renewed excitement. Very few of the Scouts watching their senior patrol leader fucking the good-looking teenage cock-teaser had ever seen a girl in the throes of coming. They knew girls climaxed, but they were not prepared for the violent physical evidence of the high school girl getting off from being fucked by an experienced male.
"Oh wow! Look at her snatch!" a Scout shouted and played the beam of his flashlight over the girl's crimson cunt lips. While John's straining prick, dark red with congested blood kept plunging in and out of Lisa's raw, wet gash, the girl's cunt lips pulsated from her come.
The warm girl-cunt gently opening and closing on his plunging shaft started to get to John, He struggled to make the fuck last, his face screwed up into a grimace of intense concentration as he held back the high-pressure spunk. But now Lisa milked the boy's ramrod with her cunt, again resting her bare feet on the ground and raising her hips while the boys plunged down. She cushioned the force of his every stroke with the springy flesh of her bare ass, grinding away under him before he could pull back for the next thrust.
"Come in, baby. Fuck!" a Scout, his prick stiff in his hands, shouted at the girl humping madly beneath her fucker. "Move that ass, Lisa!" he yelled, as the girl started to shimmy her naked hips.
The senior patrol leader grunted and ground her rotating ass down against the earth. His small ass-cheeks bucked up, and then clenched tightly as he slid far into the girl's cunt-sheath, and popped his nuts off with a hoarse bellow. The girl's legs rose up in the air as she felt his hot spunk deep in her in-sides.
John kept right on fucking through his come, then withdrew his semi-hard dick and smiled at the assembled Scouts. "And that's what you do with a little prick-teaser," he said. Lisa still lay there, her legs wide open, and as the Scouts turned their flashlight on her gaping quim, the senior patrol leader's thick, white spunk welled out of her slit and ran down between her bottom-cheeks into her exposed asshole.
"Come on now, Lisa," the senior patrol leader said, reaching for her hand, and pulling her to her feet. "You made these guys get hard, now you see to it that every one of them gets off."
The girl shook her head so that her mane of auburn hair whirled out about her face. She brushed it back with one hand, looking at John with narrowed eyes, and slowly moved her head from side to side as if she still did not fully understand what had just happened to her. "You son of gun," she said to the senior patrol leader, "you really know how to make a girl get off, don't you?"
"You were asking for a good twat-reaming, baby," John said. "And let me tell you, you've got a real sweet one." His prick started to stir as his eyes flicked over the girl's naked body. "Like honey," the senior patrol leader went on. "You got one hell of a hot tail, Lisa. Hot and sweet enough to suck the spunk out of a ninety-year-old man."
"You're a pretty good lay yourself," the fifteen-year-old girl said, eying John's swelling prick. "Yummy! I'll open wide for you any time, Boy Scout."
The senior patrol leader's cock stiffened, and the girl reached for his glistening tool, while she fingered her slit and then spread it open so that the flushed inner lining showed. "Come on, slip it to me again," she urged. John's prick jerked at her words.
"Hey! How about us?" A Scout sporting an eight-inch rigid rod protested.
"Umm, not bad," Lisa said. She looked around her and saw that most of the Scouts had their pants off and their peckers hard.
"Will you do something for these guys?" John pleaded with the naked girl. "I mean, you can't blame 'em, can you? They've seen you spread your legs for cock, and-"
"All right, all right," Lisa said and reluctantly released John's stiffening prick. "But as soon as I'm finished with them, you're gonna do me again." She looked longingly at the senior patrol leader's cock. "Aren't you?"
"You got a terrific ass, baby," John said, "How about doing it dog fashion?"
"Yummy," Lisa said and stuck her bare ass out at John so that the cheeks parted and her hairy quim pouched out at him. While she gave the senior patrol leader a good look at her rear exposure, Lisa took the eight-inch rigid rod of the Scout who had asked for some attention into her hand, and expertly massaged it until his spunk spurted. "There, that ought to keep you down for a while," she said and watched the Scout's pecker wilt.
She went over to another one of the boys, took hold of his hard cock, pressed it against the inside of her naked thigh, and squeezed it until thick, white cum squirted out and ran down her leg. The scouts crowded around the nude girl, some pressing their erect cocks against her, rubbing against her ass-cheeks, laying their rods into the groove between them and bathing the girl's rear end with hot spunk. Lisa's hands were also busy, restlessly seeking out the firm rods of male meat, ringing them with her soft palms, and milking them with rapid, sure jerks that set semen to flowing.
Finally, her bare ass glistening from the cum that had been spilled over the tender cheeks by horny Scouts rubbing themselves against real girl-flesh, Lisa sat down on the peeled tree trunk, a stiff cock in either hand, and expertly tossed off the two boys. As soon as she had finished with that pair, she grabbed another couple of cocks, jerked them back and forth and neatly milked the sticky cum from them.
"Hey, Lisa! Where did you learn to give hand-jobs like that?" John asked her. His prick hung heavy and nearly fully erect from seeing the naked girl relieving so many boys with her hands.
"Heck, I've been doing that since seventh grade to keep the guys out of my pussy," the girl said and finished off another pair. "I-" she started, but a Scout stuck the tip of his dick into Lisa's mouth and then watched round-eyed as the pretty girl tongued him, and sucked at his prick-head until he came right in her mouth.
Lisa blew two more boys, expertly frenching them, so that they came quickly and completely, while a Scout rubbed his prick against her left tit until it spat white semen onto the girl's flesh.
"Hey Lisa, none of this jacking off for me," Herb said to the auburn-haired girl. "You and me are gonna fuck!"
Lisa looked at Herb's proffered prick. "You want me to get you off or don't you?" she asked and started stroking it.
"Come on Lisa, spread your legs for me," Herb said and reached for the girl's snatch. Her hand was already milking his prick, squeezing the male gristle to make it spit.
"Listen, I wanna fuck," Herb whined. He felt a hand grabbing his shoulder.
"She doesn't wanna fuck you," the senior patrol leader said as Lisa dropped Herb's cock and grabbed the swelling meat of the older boy. She brought her lips down to it and licked its length, slowly and carefully like a little girl tonguing an ice cream cone to keep it from dripping. When John's tool had grown to its full nine inches, the girl stopped sucking it and knelt on the bench, her naked ass toward the senior patrol leader. She tilted her hips back and spread her thighs wide until her hairy quim-pouch gaped. Then, taking John's shaft, she guided it in between her cunt lips, until the senior patrol leader's belly was pressing against her ass-cheeks. The boy's extended prick was lodged way up inside of her.
"Jeezus, what an ass!" John said and started humping the wide hipped girl. His prick slipped in and out of her fat quim, while she arched her back to spread herself as wide as possible.
Tears came to Herb's eyes as he watched the senior patrol leader again fuck the girl he had brought out here to show off before the boys. "I brought her, I should be fucking her," Herb muttered. But the boys were wrapped up in watching a girl getting fucked dog-fashion and paid him no heed.
"Harder! Harder!" Lisa cried out as the senior patrol leader slipped his glistening dong in and out of her back-thrust cunt.
Almost crying with frustration and jealousy, Herb could not watch any longer. Tucking his still-hard pecker into his pants, Herb zipped his fly, and stumbled off down the trail and back home, back to Aunt Dee's house.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Thank you, Aunt Dee for being so nice to me," Julie said and kissed her aunt on the cheek. The girl had come into the woman's bedroom under the pretext of wanting to talk to her. "I mean about giving me the job at the shop and all," Julie went on and hugged the woman. Aunt Dee had been getting ready for bed and was wearing a sheer, powder-blue nightgown that set off her pale skin and dark hair to advantage. Through the transparent material, her large, dark pussy patch was clearly visible.
The teenage girl was wearing a white T-shirt that came down to the tops of her thighs, which was what she wore to bed. Aunt Dee looked uneasy, whether because of the thick, white candle lying on the top of her dresser or because she still did not trust her teenage niece, Julie, was not sure. She put her arms around the dark-haired woman's waist and pressed her slender, T-shirt-clad body against her aunt. "You're right Aunt Dee, you know," Julie purred, "about saving oneself for the right young man, I mean." This time, the pretty blonde teenager kissed her lovely aunt right on the lips. The older woman's hands at first pushed against the girl's waist, but as the girl's lips softly caressed her own, the force of her pushing slackened. When Julie thrust the tip of her tongue into her young aunt's mouth, the woman's breathing quickened and her hands fluttered about the teenager's waist and hips.
"You're a lovely woman, Auntie," the blonde girl whispered into the woman's ear, her tongue flicking out and into her aunt's ear-hole.
"Julie, Julie, you crazy little girl," Aunt Dee's voice was hoarse. "What are you doing?"
Julie lifted Aunt Dee's left breast out of her nightgown and put her girlish lips over the dusky-red nipple. The woman shivered with desire. "Don't, Julie! Don't!" she whispered. But her hands went around the girl's waist and then down over her niece's hips.
"You have beautiful breasts, Auntie," Julie said, holding the woman's globular, creamy teat with both hands and sucking away at the nipple until she could feel it swelling in her mouth.
"Julie! Stop it this instant!" Aunt Dee said, pulled up the girl's white T-shirt in the rear, and gave her niece a playful slap on her naked ass.
The girl's left hand strayed over to her aunt's right breast and cupped it, while her mouth continued to make love to the woman's left nipple. The woman slapped the girl's naked ass again, but this time, after her palm had landed, it lingered on the quivering girl-flesh, feeling its satin-soft smoothness. The woman stroked her niece's bare buttocks with both hands, pressing against the springy half-globes and finally running searching fingertips into the dusky groove between the girl's ass-cheeks.
When the woman's fingertips found the girl's fleshy cunt lips, the hands stopped their searching and withdrew, hesitatingly. Both, woman and girl, knew that fingering each other's slits could lead to only one thing. The blonde teenager spread her thighs apart and arched her back so that her pretty, rounded backside stuck out, and her hairy quim-pouch became easier to reach for her aunt.
The woman's fingertips caressed the inner curves of her niece's ass-cheeks, then, as the girl gently bit her aunt's nipple, slipped down into the teenager's squishy quim. Directly, Julie began rotating her ass, so that her cunt moved against her aunt's fingers, "I don't want some nasty boy putting his filthy thing into me, Auntie," the girl whispered to the woman. "But I've got an itch, oh, my, I'm all swollen down there, I have to-to-"
"I know my dear, sweet child," Aunt Dee breathed at her niece, while the girl rotated her naked bottom against the hand stuck in her cunt. "My, how wet you are!" Aunt Dee said.
"Auntie, have you ever-you know-with a girl?" Julie asked the woman, her eyes round with phony innocence.
"Now, now, my child," Aunt Dee said and started finger-fucking her niece in earnest. The woman's fingers were experienced, often-much too often-she had fingered her own burning quim to get relief. Only this was different. Here was another female, another snatch that was being reamed. The woman expertly fingered the girl's pouched cunt from behind, while her large, full tits were being sucked and caressed in return.
Julie's' right hand gently released her young aunt's left teat, and ran down the woman's body to her waist, over her belly, until it came to rest on the thick mat of mature cunt hair.
"No, don't," Aunt Dee gasped. "We mustn't, Julie."
But she kept right on reaming out her teenage niece's back-thrust twat.
Julie moved her naked ass in wild gyrations and her fingers slid down, seeking the woman's cleft. When she found it, she was not foolish enough to go immediately for the super-sensitive clit but first to gently rub the woman's cunt lips and mound to get her whole pussy area inflamed with congested blood.
It did not take long to get the sex-starved woman hot; her moans and the sharp smell of aroused, mature cunt, told the girl that this was the time to make her move.
"Have you ever had anybody lick you there?" Julie asked, while she rubbed her aunt's clit with firm, rhythmical strokes.
Aunt Dee put up no resistance as her teenage niece backed toward the bed, bringing the mature woman with her.
The two females rolled onto the bed, fondling each other's cunt. The girl pulled up the woman's nightgown to her waist to get at her bare slit. When she had it drooling sex-juice, she scrambled around on the bed and brought her full-lipped mouth towards the woman's dark-red cunt.
Through the keyhole of his aunt's bedroom, Herb watched as his high-school-age girl cousin started to lap cunt. He had never seen two females have a go at each other, and the sight of his pretty sixteen-year-old cousin tonguing his aunt's slit further aroused his swollen prick and balls. He stroked his pecker as he looked at his girl-cousin's naked ass, raised high off the bed so that her hairy, split cunt-pouch was exposed underneath her small, pink asshole. But he had seen all that before, even tasted the succulent girl-flesh. It was his young aunt's spread-open cunt that brought his male flesh to full erection.
Herb remembered Aunt Dee, who was his mother's younger sister, as she had been nine years ago, when she had come to stay with Herb and his parents. Although he had only been six, the dark-haired, fair-skinned girl of twenty had even then given him a strange twinge hi his childish groin. He had dreamt one night of the big girl Dee, naked from the waist down, seeing in his dream her large bare ass-cheeks. Only, in front she did not have any bush of black hair in his dream, but the hairless split V like that of the little neighbor girl he had examined a few days before.
He tried unsuccessfully for weeks to get a peek at Aunt Dee getting undressed; then one day, he burst into her room and caught her stark naked. Her ripe boobs shocked him, but he was really stunned by the thick black bush at the base of the girl's belly. Aunt Dee had screamed, and his mother had come rushing to take him and away chide him for entering a room without knocking first.
Five years later, when Herb had been eleven, they had gone on vacation with Aunt Dee, who was a beauty of twenty-five at the time. Here, Herb had been able to satisfy his yen to see his young aunt bare-ass naked. The vacation place was on a farm, and there had been no plumbing. The outdoor shower stall had a hole drilled into it, whether by some resourceful farmboy who had a craving to see his sister or by a farmhand who lusted after the boss's wife, Herb did not know. All he knew, as a boy of eleven, was that there was a chance to see his young aunt stripped to the buff. He posted himself at the shower stall, being careful to hide, whenever his young aunt came out of the main house in her robe, carrying a towel. He was soon rewarded when Aunt Dee, once inside, peeled off the robe and displayed her pale, ripe body for the eleven-year-old boy's pleasure. As she first wet, then soaped, and finally scrubbed her delicious ass-globes and teats, Herb found his pecker grow stiff, and he rubbed it with his hand, finding that this gave him pleasure. One day, while Aunt Dee was soaping her bush, and then rubbing her hand into her crotch, Herb found that his prick had spat some sticky stuff all over his undershorts.
During the next four years, Herb often jerked himself off while thinking about Aunt Dee all naked. As he learned more about what men and woman could do to each other to make themselves feel as good as he did when he pulled his pudding. Herb thought about sticking his rigid cock into Aunt Dee while he tossed himself off until the spunk splashed.
Now, standing here by the keyhole of his aunt's bedroom, Herb, horny from not being able to get off at the Scout campfire fuck, suck, and feel, saw that the subject of his fist-fucking fantasies was not unattainable at all. Here was Aunt Dee getting her pussy licked by his sixteen-year-old cousin Julie. Unfortunately, Herb could not get a real close look at his aunt's cunt, because his blonde cousin's head covered it. But Julie's naked ass, raised up high so that and her goodies clearly showed, wasn't bad to look at either. Herb was tempted to burst in on the two females and slide his swollen prick into his cousin Julie's glistening pink cunt.
At the moment, he saw Aunt Dee's arms reaching up and pulling the girl's naked hips down toward her face. As the boy watched, stroking his cock, his twenty-nine-year-old aunt ran her tongue up into his girl-cousin's sex-slot and began to lick the cunt-juice out of the teenager's gash. Julie's ass-cheeks began to tremble as the woman sucked the girl's clit and brought her off.
Apparently, Julie had not been able to do the same for her aunt. The dark-haired woman threw her head back, her eyes closed, and her forehead furrowed as if in pain. The girl quickly got to her knees and turned completely around on the bed so that she could lie down full length against the woman's body, her clit against her aunt's. Julie mounted Aunt Dee like a man, getting in between her spread-open thighs and starting to fuck her as if she were a man. Aunt Dee raised her full thighs and rubbed right back.
Herb watched them going at it, girl-fucking, for a full five minutes, while he jacked off. Then, just as he felt himself coming, he decided that there was a better way. Aunt Dee was writhing on her bed, apparently unable to get herself off, and his cousin Julie was doing her damndest, but no matter how she humped the bare-assed woman, there was one thing that Herb could give his aunt that his girl-cousin could not: a stiff prick.
He stepped out of his uniform shorts and underpants, and wearing only his Scout shirt, walked in on his aunt and cousin.
Aunt Dee was moaning and groaning from not being able to come, and Julie was raising and lowering her naked ass, clenching and unclenching her broad girl-cheeks, to no avail. The room smelled of aroused pussy, and the sight of the two females rubbing their clits together on top of the odor, brought Herb to a new peak of sexual excitement. His prick lengthened and swelled more, and he grabbed his cousin Julie by the waist and dragged her off his suffering aunt.
"What the hell are you doing? You, son-of-a-bitch!" the girl fumed and threw herself at Herb. He lost his balance and fell to the ground, wrestling with an infuriated girl, wearing only a T-shirt that was now up somewhere around her armpits. Julie was strong. She straddled Herb, who was flat on his back, although his knees were raised, and went for his face with her fists. Her bare, wet snatch was pressed right against Herb's belly. The contact with the angry, naked girl kept Herb's prick at its stiffest as he recovered from the surprise of being attacked, and rolled over so that Julie was underneath him.
The pretty, blonde girl bit him on the shoulder, and Herb forced his knee between her naked thighs. He grabbed her by the hair and jerked her head until she opened her mouth to scream and had to unclench her teeth from his shoulder. As he wrestled her down to the floor, Herb felt his prick slide into the girl's cunt, and he rammed it in, all the way.
"Bastard!" Julie screamed, now skewered by her cousin's hard cock. As the naked girl struggled, Herb started fucking her, rolling over once more, but this time with his stiff shaft embedded in her cunt. The more she struggled, the more fun it became for Herb. Each one of her movements made his hard prick slip in and out of her twat, so that without meaning to, his cousin Julie was giving Herb the ride of his life. When the girl saw that she could not overpower her boy-cousin with sheer strength, she tried cunning: she fucked him back, moving her agile hips rhythmically and fast so that Herb found his head beginning to reel, and as soon as Julie thought her cousin had lost his vigilance, she tried to get herself unskewered from his rod. Herb grabbed her ass-cheeks and lodged his dick deep inside of her, while she pounded at his face with her fists. Herb started to fuck his cousin, harder and harder, until she stopped hitting him and began moving her hips under him. When Herb was about to shoot his spunk, Julie wrenched away and as he rolled around with her, he felt his nuts explode at the same instant that the girl's cunt convulsed and with prick-gripping spasms signaled her climax. Herb pumped what he thought must be barrels of cum deep inside of his girl-cousin's belly.
When he pulled out of the blonde girl and stood up, he saw Aunt Dee lying face down on the bed, her shoulders shaking with her sobbing. Her nightgown was up above her waist and her delicious, big, white ass-cheeks lay bare for him to see.
"Aunt Dee," Herb said, "What's the matter?"
The woman sobbed even harder. "G-g-go aw-w-w-way," she told Herb. "I'm so-so-ashamed, I c-c-could die!" Her fat ass-cheeks trembled like jelly. Herb saw that her black pussy hair ran up into the crack of her ass.
Julie got to her feet, looked at the sobbing woman, pulled her own T-shirt down and went up to Aunt Dee's head. She stroked the woman's hair and then reached for one of her big, naked breasts.
"Go away!" Aunt Dee screamed at her. "Leave me alone, leave me alone!" and her well-shaped, bare woman's feet beat a tatoo of frustration on the bedspread. The kicking made her fat ass-cheeks quiver, and Herb's prick stirred at the sight. The idea of fucking a woman, a real, mature woman, excited Herb. He wondered if that full-fleshed delectable woman's body would feel different to his prick than the teenage girl's. He had a sudden desire to touch those woman's ass-cheeks, to run his hands over the smooth flesh and into the dark, hairy crack.
Julie looked down at the still-sobbing woman, shrugged her shoulders and headed for the door. Just before she went out of the room, she hoisted her T-shirt in the back and showed Herb her nicely rounded ass. It was small compared to the large globes of woman-flesh on the bed.
"Aunt Dee?" Herb tried, but the woman apparently did not hear him but kept on crying. Her thighs were slightly apart from her tantrum, and Herb could see pink meat through the black tresses of his aunt's pussy. Right at that moment, Herb knew that he was going to fuck this beautiful, desirable woman. He saw his dong half-hard, and he got on the bed and lay down next to his aunt and laid his prick on her naked ass. The underside of his dick touched the cool woman-flesh, and the contact soon brought his rod erect again. Slowly, Herb started to rub his cock against his aunt's naked ass. When he saw that she made no attempt to stop him, Herb lay on top of her and reached under her for a tit. His hand found a generous boob and his prick grew harder as he cupped it.
"Herbie!" Aunt Dee cried out in alarm and turned over so that he fell off her. She looked around as if regaining consciousness and quickly pulled down her nightgown. "Herbie, I'm so humiliated," she said and started sobbing again.
"Don't be, Aunt Dee," the boy said, "I know-how Julie is." He patted his aunt's hand. "You couldn't help yourself, Aunt Dee," he added and squeezed her hand. "But really it's only natural, Aunt Dee."
"Herbie," Aunt Dee said, and he blushed as he saw her eyes on his hard prick, "You've had- ah-relations with many girls, haven't you?"
"Relations?" Herb moved his aunt's hand onto his bare thigh.
"I mean sex, Herbie. I know you did it with Julie, and-oooh!" Aunt Dee's mouth made an O, as Herb put her hand right on his stiff prick. Aunt Dee jerked her hand away and then let it drop right back on Herb's pecker. "Thank you, Herbie, for understanding," she said, leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Herb's prick sprang to life in her hand, and she squeezed it rhythmically while she kept right on kissing him. Herb thrust his tongue into his young aunt's mouth, arid she started breathing hard. Herb reached for her tit and fondled it until she moaned. He wondered whether her cunt was already wet. My god! he thought, this is a woman, a full-grown woman, letting me feel her up, playing with my cock, and I'm going to screw her!
Aunt Dee's nightgown was up around her thighs, and Herb ran one hand over her legs and up under it, until he could feel the tender inner cheeks of her ass. The woman slid forward until her sopping wet cunt lay against Herb's fingers. Boy! She made no bones about what she wanted! A waft of cunt odor, strong and exciting came from between her thighs. Through the tangle of coarse cunt-hair, Herb felt for his aunt's twat and slid two fingers up inside her. She jerked his prick and brought her other hand to cup his nuts, feeling his male equipment with hungry, impatient hands.
Herb finger-fucked his aunt. She leaned over and kissed him again, both of her hands now working on his prick, rubbing it, feeling it, her sensitive fingertips examining the swollen, sinuous veins, the knob, and the tip leaking clear juice in anticipation of the fucking that Herb knew would come. His tongue entwined with that of his young aunt, and Herb suddenly felt the full power of the mature woman's sexuality. This would be different from fucking a sixteen-year-old high-school girl who knew how to move her ass and cunt but had none of the powerful sexual magnetism of this woman.
"Aunt Dee," Herb said, his voice breaking with emotion, "ever since I was six years old, I've watched you, wanted to see you naked, and I did, in the shower that summer at the farm, and Aunt Dee, I've dreamt of doing this with you. Ohgod, Aunt Dee, I'm crazy for you!"
Slowly, the woman leaned back, drawing Herb toward her by his prick, parting her soft, fleshy thighs until her wet, hot woman-cunt lay exposed. "Be gentle, Herb," Aunt Dee said, "I've never- well you're the first, you know," and Herb nodded and let her slide his hard prick up inside of her, feeling the heat of her belly, feeling his balls hang against her hairy asshole.
When he was on top of her, he felt himself engulfed in her flesh, her tits under him were flattened globes of flesh, but it was Aunt Dee's fat, round ass under him that made Herb feel the difference between this woman and the girl he had fucked earlier. She was tight, boy was his aunt tight in her snatch! And when she started to move those powerful hips, Herb started to breathe as hard as she.
Herb started sliding his prick in and out of his aunt, feeling the cushion of her ass, the limitless depth of her cunt that, however, gripped his pecker tightly and massaged its length with elastic walls. I'm fucking Aunt Dee! he thought. My god, I'm fucking her! His strokes increased as the thought penetrated his mind that he was slipping his meat to his young aunt, making her pussy feel good, giving pleasure to that big, wonderful ass that he had seen naked in a childhood dream and later hi the shower hut at the farm. That ass was under him, bouncing him up at the end of every one of his thrusts, as the woman cried out hi her lust.
Aunt Dee's cries of lust at first frightened Herb, but as he felt the woman rising to new heights of sexual pleasure, he became proud that he was the one feeding the fire of Ms aunt's sexual desire with his good stiff rod of male gristle. He grunted as he thrust into his aunt, watching her beautiful face, the green eyes shut, as she became lost in her bodily pleasure. My prick is going in and out of my aunt's cunt! Herb thought. Then he remembered the spanking she had given him. Now, he said to himself, you're going to pay for that! He viciously withdrew his cock from his aunt's cunt, and she opened her eyes.
"Turn over!" Herb commanded. The woman rolled over on her stomach. "Up on your knees, Aunt Dee, and stick your bottom out."
"What are you going to do, Herbie?" his aunt asked him, as she raised her magnificent bottom up.
"Legs apart, Aunt Dee," Herb ordered. "Wider." He grabbed her large ass-cheeks and pulled them apart so that her hairy cleft showed. Her asshole winked pink through the growth of hair. Herb put the head of his cock against the pink hole and shoved. Aunt Dee screamed in pain and rolled over on her back. "Not in there, Herbie, please," she pleaded. "I'm too small for that."
"Get your ass up," Herb ordered, but this time he started to finger his aunt's asshole first. He put a little spit on his finger and started to go in and out of her tight hole, rimming it, relaxing the sphincter muscle until he thought he could try his cock again. This time the head slid right in, and Herb slowly moved his stiff shaft, into the woman's rectal passage. "You spanked my bottom, Aunt Dee, and I'm going to fuck yours in return," Herb said and pressed more meat into his aunt's asshole.
"At least play with my-ah-organ, Herbie," his aunt begged, and put his finger on her fat twat. Herb found his aunt's clit and started diddling it, while he ass-fucked the twenty-nine-year-old woman.
He felt her fat ass-cheeks against his thighs every time he rammed his prick into her bowels. This was what he had thought of most often while he had jerked off all these years: fucking his Aunt Dee in her beautiful, elegant ass!
His fingering of her clit brought her to renewed fever pitch and the woman started moving her big ass around and around as the boy's prick slid in and out of her butt-hole.
Suddenly Aunt Dee's asshole started to contract, and she let out a loud scream as he popped off. It was too much for Herb. Here he had brought a mature woman to orgasm while he was fucking her in the ass! I'm fucking my Aunt Dee in the ass! And with that thought, Herb spilled his load of hot, white cum way up inside of his aunt's rectum.
"Did you wash your-ah-penis, Herbie?" his aunt asked him ten minutes later when he came back from the bathroom.
Herb nodded.
Aunt Dee lay, completely naked, on the bed, her dark patch of hair starkly contrasting against the snow-white skin. "You like my-ah-bottom?" Aunt Dee asked him.
"Ass, Aunt Dee," Herb corrected. "I like your ass, Aunt Dee. You've got the greatest ass in the world, Aunt Dee. That's why I fucked you in it."
"Herbie!" his aunt reproached him, "do you have to talk dirty?"
"I'm not talking dirty, Aunt Dee, I'm telling what I did. I, a fifteen-year-old boy, fucked you, a real grown-up lady, in your rosy and tight asshole."
Aunt Dee blushed. "It was good, Herbie," her hand went for his cock. "Herbie," she said, "promise me you'll tell no one, no one, about what we just did. Will you do that?"
"You mean that you don't want me to tell anybody that we fucked, Aunt Dee?" Herb asked.
"That's right, Herbie."
"Then say it, Aunt Dee. Say what you mean."
"Please don't tell anybody that we fucked, Herbie," the woman repeated and stroked the boy's prick.
"Kiss it," Herb said to her.
"What?" she looked up at him with her beautiful green eyes.
"Kiss my prick if you want to get it hard again for another go," Herb said to her.
Aunt Dee brought her mouth down to Herb's cock and kissed it near the center of its stalk.
"The head, Aunt Dee," Herb commanded, "kiss the head," and when she kissed it gently, he said, "not the underside of it, right where that little knot of skin is-yes!" he exclaimed as the older woman kissed the head of his prick again.
Then his Aunt Dee took the knob of Herb's cock into her mouth and tongued it. Herb knew that she wanted more cock, and was giving him head to get it hard for him. She was not an experienced cock-sucker, Herb thought. Nothing like that little bitch Lisa or hot-pants Julie. But what she lacked in experience, she made up with enthusiasm.
Herb looked down at the twenty-nine-year-old woman blowing him, and his prick began to swell at the idea. Here was a perfectly beautiful, grown woman lying bare-ass naked on the bed, sucking his prick for him. Only two days ago, Herb would never have dared to imagine that he'd be lying here with Aunt Dee on her bed, while she was using her mouth to get his prick hard enough for him to fuck her again. Aunt Dee was really hungry for cock. She held the base of his cock-shaft and worked on the head, her cheeks sucking in with her exertions.
Aunt Dee lay ass-up, and Herb reached over and fondled those cushions of flesh, those delicious ass-cheeks that made all the difference between fucking this woman and screwing a girl like Julie. Not that Julie hadn't been able to make him get his nuts off inside of her, but with a mature woman, a fuck was something else. Herb fingered his aunt's snatch, feeling it squishy against his fingers, and then he thought how it would feel sticking his nose up between her ass-cheeks and sniffing her hot twat, maybe even licking it for her the way Julie had been doing when he had interrupted them and won out because he had a hard cock, while poor Julie only had a mouth and a little clit.
"Want me to suck your cunt for you, Aunt Dee?" Herb asked.
In answer, the woman spread her legs wide and knelt with her ass raised, so that Herb could slide in under her, never taking his cock out of his aunt's mouth as she blew him eagerly. Herb put his face between his aunt's thighs and sniffed deeply. Her cunt was freshly washed, but the pungent odor of a sexually aroused woman was strong.
Aunt Dee, I'm going to fuck you again, Herb thought, and this time I'm going to fuck that fat ass off you. He buried his nose in her hairy snatch, while her mouth did wonders with his swelling dick.
Herb sucked on his aunt's cunt-meat and tasted her. The cleft of her snatch was drooling love-juice filled Herb's mouth as he tongued her groove and then sucked on her tough, little clit. When he nibbled on her clit, the woman's belly and ass started to move in the gyrations of a fucking female, and knowing that he was about to slip meat to this woman brought Herb to a full hard-on once more.
Aunt Dee liked having her pussy sucked though, because she kept right on working on his stiff prick while he ate her out, even reaching up and kissing her asshole. Aunt Dee liked that because she moaned with pleasure and sucked his cock so well that Herb thought he was going to come in her mouth. He tongued her asshole, then when he felt his cum building up pressure, he pushed the woman off him, rolled her over on her back and slipped his steel-hard prick into her warm cunt.
It felt even better than the first time. Aunt Dee's cunt gave pleasure even if Herb did not move his cock. Herb had heard older boys talking about how one girl was a better lay than another, and until now he had never understood how that could be. Maybe if a girl was especially good-looking, he had figured, she would make a better lay than a homelier one. But he had always imagined that any cunt would feel the same-like his first maybe, only warmer and wetter. But Julie had shown him that a cunt was far different and far better than a fist, and Aunt Dee had turned out to be a most wonderful lay. When he started to rub against the walls of her .cunt-sheath, it felt so good, and Herb thought he would shoot his spunk, without having given his aunt the good cunt-reaming that she craved.
Rotating his ass, the way he had seen the senior patrol leader doing with Lisa up at the campground, Herb started fucking his aunt. This time, she folded her soft thighs around him, and he' could feel the tender, inner ass-cheeks caressing his balls, Jeez, what a woman! And it was a woman he was fucking, not a school girl. That was woman-ass there under him, grinding away, taking in his meat, while his chest pressed against the large, soft woman's tits.
Aunt Dee moved her majestic ass slowly and rhythmically, giving her fucker the greatest pleasure he had ever felt. This woman had sucked his cock and let him fuck her in the ass, she was his exclusively. How lucky I am to have a woman, a beautiful, desirable woman-that men in .the street go hard for-as my own to fuck and suck and be fucked and sucked by in return, Herb thought, as he rode Aunt Dee.
His prick slipped in and out of her hot, tight cunt, making his aunt moan with pleasure.
"I'm fucking you, Aunt. Dee," Herb said. "My prick is going in and out of your cunt. How do you like it?"
"I love it, Herbie," Aunt Dee moaned. "I love you fucking me." And she ground her magnificent ass under him so that he felt that he could not hold back any longer, and he wanted to fill this woman with his spunk. This was even better than screwing her in the ass. This woman, his aunt, was probably the best lay in the world, Herb thought, as he shoved his cock in and out of her gripping cunt.
"Give it to me! Give it to me!" his aunt urged Herb as he fucked her. "Love me! Oh, love me!" and she cried out as she started to get off, and her nails -dug into Herb's back, and her legs closed so tightly around him that he could not breathe. He kept right on giving her cock in swift, strong jabs, while she whimpered in the throes of another come, moving her naked hips under him, warm and womanish, until he could hold back no longer, and crying out, "Dee! Dee!" he filled his aunt's womb with spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum.
CHAPTER FIVE
Julie, wearing a low-cut, tight dress, without panties or bra underneath, pressed the buzzer under the card reading: Abigail Murgatroyd. She nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot while she waited for the answering buzzer to sound so that she could open the entrance door of the swank apartment house and go up to see the woman who only this afternoon had been so hot for her girlish body. That had been this afternoon. At seven o'clock, when Abigail Murgatroyd's chauffeur had come for Julie, she had not bothered to answer the door. Sex with the old bulldyke had not been as appealing then as the idea of making Aunt Dee pay for spanking her on the bare bottom like a little girl, and in front of that Herbie to boot! But Julie had not been able to get Aunt Dee off, and that jerk Herbie had come bursting in and had spoiled all that.
Abigail Murgatroyd had sounded cold and distant when Julie had phoned her at nine o'clock. But she had said that it would be all right for Julie to come up. Julie was nervous, because she did not know whether Abigail Murgatroyd remembered that she had promised her a car in exchange for her ass, cunt, and tits. The pretty, blonde teenager breathed a sigh of relief as the buzzer sounded, and she went in.
The Murgatroyd woman lived on the sixth floor, and Julie took the elevator, feeling uneasy and unhappy with herself. At the age of sixteen, she already had had sex with over a hundred persons-men and woman. But with all the sex she had had, Julie felt compelled to have even more, and with new people, and although she had no trouble getting off, she had never felt completely fulfilled after a fucking or cunt-sucking session.
Now, as she rang the doorbell of Abigail Murgatroyd's luxury apartment, Julie felt confident that she knew all there possibly was about pleasing another woman. She would get the old biddy to pop her ovaries a couple of times, and end up with a car to take her away from this place and Aunt Dee who was too prissy to let herself go. She wondered how Herbie had made out with Aunt Dee. Probably had had his little ass tanned by her again. Anyway, with a car, Julie knew that she could make out. There was a whole world out there of people dying to fuck and suck or to be fucked and sucked, and a girl who was good at both could always get herself a meal and a bed to park her ass.
Abigail Murgatroyd opened the door, and gave Julie a cool, appraising look. The brittle, black eyes were hard, and the left eyebrow arched up in the angular face. The mouth curled in a sneer beneath the slight mustache. "Well, so you decided to honor me with your presence, girl?" The harsh-faced woman glanced at her large wristwatch. "About three hours late, but I guess you'll make it up to me, eh?" The woman held the door open, and Julie went inside.
The apartment was super-deluxe, with art objects, plush decor and indirect lighting. Julie glanced over at the woman's dumpy body and felt scared. Something was not altogether right here. There were two glasses on a low coffee table. Julie decided to play innocent. She looked around the lush living room with wide eyes and gave the Murgatroyd woman a winsome smile.
The biddy seemed to mellow at that and, putting a hand on the girl's upper arm, steered her over toward a wide, low couch. "What a super-neat place you've got-uh-Abigail," Julie said.
"Don't can me Abigail," the woman said, her face hard again.
"What do you want me to call you?" the girl asked and slowly licked her full upper lip.
"Mrs. Murgatroyd," the woman said.
Julie shrugged. "Okay then, Mrs. Murgatroyd," she said and sat primly on the couch.
"Well, well, well," Mrs. Murgatroyd said and put her hand on Julie's thigh.
"Oooh, Mrs. Murgatroyd," Julie cooed and kept her legs pressed together tightly.
The woman leaned over and kissed the teenage girl on the mouth. Julie struggled in her strong arms.
"Oooh, Mrs. Murgatroyd," she said, "you shouldn't. It makes me feel all tingly inside-in my tummy."
The woman kissed the girl again and put a hand on her left tit. Julie made a pretense of trying to push her hand away, but then gave up and let the biddy feel her up until the woman was breathing hard. When she saw that the woman's face was flushed with lust, Julie freed herself from the stifling embrace.
"When can I have my car?" she asked and smiled sweetly.
Mrs. Murgatroyd, her eyes gleaming with desire for the girl, stiffened. "Why you little bitch!" she spat out between clenched teeth. "So you want a car do you?"
"You promised," Julie said in a little-girl manner.
"And you promised to be here shortly after seven," Mrs. Murgatroyd said. "I don't like to be kept waiting. I don't like to be disappointed."
"I'm sorry," Julie said and pouted. "I'll try and make it up to you, Mrs. Murgatroyd."
"You're damned right you will," the woman said, "if you really want that car, that is."
"Ooh, I do, Mrs. Murgatroyd, I really do," Julie said.
Mrs. Murgatroyd reached for a wall switch and flicked on a bright spotlight on the ceiling across the room from the couch. "Get over there and stand under that light," she told the girl. She herself put a light, straight-backed chair just outside of the periphery of the spotlight and sat down. Julie obediently stood in the bright light and gave Mrs. Murgatroyd an engaging smile.
"All right, let's see your cunt," the woman said.
Julie had not expected her to be this crass, and a slight frown appeared between her eyes.
"Don't you frown at me, you little bitch," the woman said. "Pull up your dress, turn your back to me, bend over, and spread your ass. And be quick about it!"
The blonde sixteen-year-old girl raised her dress, showing that she wasn't wearing any pants. Her dark-blonde bush pouted out at the woman.
Mrs. Murgatroyd snapped her fingers and made a turning motion with the index finger of her right hand. The teenage girl turned her back, showing the woman a softly rounded, pale ass above suntanned thighs. Then she bent forward. The woman studied the girl's naked bottom, noting the golden down that grew up high on her thighs, becoming slightly denser near the asshole.
"Stick it out," Mrs. Murgatroyd ordered, "way out."
The sixteen-year-old girl arched her back so that her naked ass cracked open, revealing the shadowy crevice and the cunt, pouched like a ripe and hairy fruit, split open and exposing some of the reddish meat.
"Spread your legs wide," the woman ordered the teenage girl, "and pull your cheeks apart."
Julie spread herself wide open until her inner cunt lips opened like dark-pink, fleshy petals.
The woman's brittle, black eyes glittered, and sweat beaded under the fine hairs of her mustache. She leaned forward and sniffed the girl's cunt.
"Humph, at least you're clean," she said, raised her nose a few inches and smelled the teenaged girl's ass hole. "All rinsed out, perfumed and powdered, I see," the woman said. "I bet you're not the coy little neophyte you pretend to be. Well, we'll soon see. Stay just like that," she admonished the girl who had let her ass-cheeks snap back together. "Keep showing your wares. Oh Alice!" the woman yodeled, "come see what we have here!!
Julie, bending over, her ass-cheeks spread wide, wondered who Alice could be. She peeked back over her shoulder as a door opened and a gaunt red-headed woman with violent makeup sailed into the room.
"Ahh, dee-licious!" the newcomer exclaimed, her eyes on the pretty, blonde teenage girl's exposed cunt and asshole. "Nice, fresh, young meat, I see, Murgatroyd." The red-head, whose hair stood out around her narrow, peaked face in a wild halo, took a large, round magnifying glass off a shelf and went up to the stooping, spread-open high-school girl. She leaned forward, and with the magnifying glass examined the pretty, young blonde's pouting cunt "Beautiful," she raved. "Such delicate texture, but not wet enough yet, Murgatroyd." She stuck a bony finger into the girl's open quim, reamed the delicate young flesh with it, then pulled it out and smelled it. "She's not lubricating properly, Murgatroyd," the red-head sang out. "Think you can do anything about that?"
"You stay as you are, girl," Mrs. Murgatroyd admonished Julie, whose fingers were getting tired from holding her ass-cheeks apart for so long. The bulldyke unbuttoned the neck of the teenager's dress and pulled the two sides apart so that Julie's breasts dropped out and hung pendulously, "Lovely tits," Murgatroyd said, pursed her lips and whistled. She started rolling the sixteen-year-old girl's nipples between the fingers of both her hands.
"She's beginning to juice!" red-headed Alice shouted from Julie's backside. She again felt inside of the teenager's cunt and this time pulled out a finger that glistened with quim juice. "Here, Murgatroyd, let me relieve you," red-headed Alice said and took over from the dumpy dyke. Her bony fingers did wonders with the teenager's nipples, the quick, rolling strokes were milking the soft, swollen nubs, until Julie felt herself getting hotter by the second, despite the awkward and uncomfortable position she had been forced to assume.
"All right, baby, time for your next exercise," Alice said and raised her diaphanous robes, revealing a bright-red, dyed pussy patch, surprisingly well-shaped ivory thighs, and an almost flat belly.
"Not bad for an old crow, eh?" the red-headed woman asked Julie. "I used to be a dancer, sweetie." she pirouetted and exposed her well-defined, tight buttocks for the young girl's inspection. "See, not an ounce of surplus fat," she said. "Just enough to cover the muscle and make it soft and feminine."
"Alice, you do have a superb ass," Mrs. Murgatroyd agreed.
The red-head pulled the ivory cheeks apart, exposing a dusky-tan bum-hole. "Well here it is, sweetie," she said to the stooping girl. "That's what I want tongue-fucked." She knelt down in front of Julie, her superb ass toward the girl.
"Kneel!" Mrs. Murgatroyd commanded the teenager and slapped her across the naked butt.
Julie dropped to her knees. "You don't have to hit me," she complained. Her ass stung from the blow.
"On all fours, bitch," Mrs. Murgatroyd said to her. "You can let go of your cheeks."
Alice raised her beautifully shaped rear and thrust it back until the cheeks opened wide enough to expose her asshole.
"Keep your tongue stiff, sweetie," Alice warned the teenage girl, "or mama spank."
"Start on her!" Mrs. Murgatroyd said and gave Julie another stinging slap across her bare ass to emphasize the command.
"Hey! That hurt!" the pretty, blonde teenager protested and rubbed her ass-cheeks that bore the red imprint of the woman's palm.
The suntanned, blonde teenage girl knelt on all fours, her dress up above her waist, exposing her bare bottom, and stuck her rigid tongue into the red-headed woman's asshole. The high-school girl found that in order to get her tongue to penetrate the ex-dancer's bung, she had to actually press her lips against the tender, elastic ring of muscle, the sphincter that surrounded the woman's butt-hole. Only by kissing the little quivering hole was Julie able to stick her tongue a few inches into the redhead's rectum. The girl found that the exquisitely shaped woman tasted surprisingly sweet there, and the girl began thrusting her stiff tongue into the little hole with gusto. Somewhere beneath her face, the red-head was rapidly frigging her own clit.
Suddenly, Julie felt Mrs. Murgatroyd's hands on her pendulous tits, milking them with expert fingers until the teenager's cunt began oozing with sex-juice. Then, as the girl kept her stiff tongue going in and out of the ex-dancer's asshole, the bulldyke started to eat teenage pussy.
Under the bright spotlight, an attractive, blonde girl a sinuous redhead in her forties, and dumpy, hardfaced bulldyke knelt on all fours, two of them with their noses buried in another female's rear end, while the third frigged herself vigorously, her face grimacing with the intensity of her lust. In the center of the group, crouched the teenage girl, healthy, tanned, her naked ass tight, pale-cheeked, while between her thighs, her cunt-mound swelled out backwards, darker than the smooth ass-skin and furry with dark-golden hairs. This tender pouch was being expertly sucked by an experienced, middle-aged dyke, whose skilful tongue licked every nook and cranny, thoroughly sucked out every wrinkle and fold of the lust-flushed, wet, young cunt-meat.
The dancer was frigging herself with two bony, sinuous fingers, whipping the pink, pearly nub at the top of her sex-slit until it glowed red and inflamed. To complete the sensation, the sexy dancer was feeling in her vaginal area, a teenage girl's tongue stiffly moving in and out of her spread-open asshole. But with all the self-frigging and asshole tonguing, the red-head was unable to get herself off.
Furious at her failure, flushed with desire, she impatiently rose to her feet, leaving the blonde's tongue flicking in mid-air, and threw off her long and diaphanous gown. Stark naked, the red-head flaunted her exquisite body, the tits surprisingly firm, full, and high-set.
"Murgatroyd!" the dancer shrieked, "for god-sakes get me off!"
The bulldyke stopped eating the teenager's pussy, and her chin glistening with the young blonde's love juice, puffed as she got to her feet and began to undress.
"You!" she screamed at the teenager, "get naked, quick!"
Julie hastily shed her dress and kicked off her shoes, while the dumpy, hard-faced dyke stripped down to a black corset that left her hairy crotch and large, limp boobs bare.
The dyke waddled over to the. livid dancer, and, roughly grabbing her by the cheeks of her lovely, ivory ass, thrust two fingers into the redhead's cunt, while her thumb massaged the sinuous woman's clit. "You! Girl!" she yelled at Julie, "Jam three fingers up her asshole, and be quick about it."
The teenage girl jumped at the old dyke's command, came to stand behind the writhing redhead and slid three fingers up her bung, feeling the little hole stretch and hearing the dancer's shriek of pain.
But at that moment, the red-head started to come. Her asshole contracted against Julie's three fingers, and Mrs. Murgatroyd vigorously finger-fucked her cunt and shouted at Julie to use her free hand for squeezing the dancer's boobs. Julie reached around the wilting woman and pinched her nipples alternately, now and then squeezing the surprisingly firm breast-flesh. With one last gasp of pleasure, the dancer collapsed.
"Lie down flat on your back, girl," Mrs. Murgatroyd ordered Julie. Then leaving the red-headed dancer quivering on the carpet, the dumpy woman approached the young girl, her massive thighs and enormous buttocks quaking, their skin like crepe. The woman squatted directly over the attractive teenage blonde's face, Julie nearly gagged as the smell from the woman's cunt hit her. It was a vile odor, sharp and rancid. Just before she set her rubbery cunt lips over Julie's mouth and her asshole directly on the pretty teenager's nose, Mrs. Murgatroyd, still puffing from the exertion of going down into a full squat, said, "Now you can start earning that car you want, my sweet."
Julie's protest was muffled in the folds of aging cunt lips.
"Start licking me clean," the bulldyke ordered and rubbed her enormous ass back and forth on the struggling, smothering girl's face. When Julie's tongue still did not give her the cunt-reaming she demanded, Mrs. Murgatroyd leaned heavily forward, and with rapid fingers searched the girl's pubic hair and cunt furrow until she held the teenager's naked, pink clit between the powerful thumb and forefinger of her right hand. "Lick!" she commanded a second time and moved her ass back and forth. Then she viciously -pinched the pretty, blonde high-school girl's bare clit.
Julie's scream was silent, drowned out by oozing cunt-juice and rubbery folds of intimate female flesh which she sucked into her mouth and frantically began to tongue.
CHAPTER SIX
"There she is! Isn't she something? What did I tell you?" the Boy Scout with a spray of freckles across, the bridge of his nose whispered to the dozen-or-so Scouts lying fiat behind a hedge with him, peeping at a beautiful dark-haired woman, elegant, and carrying her head high, clacking down the sidewalk toward them.
"Wowee! Look at them boobs bounce!" a boy burst out, and then began handling himself.
"Not so loud," another Scout said, this one with a patrol leader's insignia on his sleeve, warned.
"Hey, if she comes close enough, we'll be able to look up under her dress!" a young Tenderfoot said in a high-pitched voice. "I wonder if she wears panties?"
"She wears 'em," the boy with the freckles on his nose said. "She's a real lady. Ladies always wear pants. Only sluts don't."
"How do you know she wears pants, Herbie? Huh? How would you know?"
"Because I know. I've seen 'em."
"You've seen your aunt's panties?" The Tenderfoot was aghast.
"Don't make me laugh," the patrol leader said. "Unless they were hanging out on the line."
"No, I've seen her in 'em," Herb said, "I've also seen her without 'em."
"You mean you've seen her naked, her bush and ass and everything?" the Tenderfoot asked in a high voice.
"I sure did," Herb bragged.
"You peeped at her through a keyhole then, didn't you?" the patrol leader said.
"Shh! Here she comes. Shut up you guys and take a good, long look," the boy who had handled his .prick said.
The Scouts lay stock-still watching the woman's legs. Then she was past, clacking down the pavement in her high-heeled shoes.
"Wow! Will you look at that ass? Will you look at them cheeks rub against each other?" the prick-handler said.
"It's even better bare," Herb said. "Take my word for it."
"You've never seen it bare," the patrol leader declared. "I mean your aunt sure as hell didn't just show you her bare ass, did she?"
"She sure did," Herb couldn't hold it back. "She held it up for me, and-"
"Don't tell us you fucked her hi it?" the patrol leader said.
"I did, I did. I swear it, you guys. Not only her ass, but her cunt too. I fucked her."
"Aw, come on, not again, Herb!" the Tenderfoot scoffed. "Just like you fucked that sexy blonde chick that was in that store window yesterday!"
"I fucked her too, you guys gotta believe me," Herb pleaded.
"Listen, Herb, seeing is believing," the patrol leader said. "Now John fucked that slut-that Lisa last night. We all saw that. We saw his dick go in and out of her snatch. But you, Herbie? All you did was get a feel off a her, and we all got as much."
"Listen," Herb said, "you guys wanna see me fuck my aunt?"
"Aw-come on, stop kidding', Herbie," the pecker-puller said.
"Naw, I mean it. You guys wanna see me fuck that delicious piece of pussy or don't you?"
"Okay, let's say we do, Herbie," the patrol leader said. "When are you going to show us?"
"Right now," Herb said and got tip from the ground, brushing the grass stalks and dead leaves off his uniform. "I mean it, guys. You come over with me to my house right now, and I'll slip some meat to the lady."
"You're on," the pudding-puller said. "I wanna see that lady with no clothes on!"
"Hello, Aunt Dee," Herb said as he came into the house and found his lovely young aunt busy about the kitchen. "How are you?" He still could not believe that he had fucked, butt-fucked, sucked, and been sucked off in return, by this beautiful woman. He gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek and said, "Can you come into the living room for a moment, Aunt Dee? There's something that I want to talk to you about."
"Oh, all right, Herbie," his aunt said and took off her apron. "Only I don't really have much time."
"This won't take long, Aunt Dee," Herb said, took her by the hand, and led her to the riving room sofa. He glanced at the windows, but there was nothing to be seen. The Scouts crouching outside, just underneath the level of the sills, had strict instructions not to peep until Herb gave them the signal, which was his undershorts flung against a window pane. Shrubs fringed the frame house, and Herb knew that they were dense enough to hide the boys from people in the street as well as from the occupants of Aunt Dee's place.
"Aunt Dee," Herb said and put his hand out to squeeze her tit.
"Not now, Herbie," the woman said. "I've got to go out"
"I've got a hard-on for you," Herb said bluntly.
"Let's fuck."
"Herbie, Herbie," Aunt Dee said. "A woman needs to be put in the mood, not turned on like some mechanical toy. You can't expect her to respond to vulgar propositions."
"But we've fucked before, Aunt Dee. I want to fuck you again! Look!" Herb opened his fly and pulled out his half-hard prick. "I want to put this inside of you."
"Not now, Herb. Maybe later on tonight," Aunt Dee said.
"I want to fuck you now," Herb insisted. "I want to stick my prick in between those great big bottom-cheeks of yours, Aunt Dee."
"Don't be childish, Herbie. I said not now. I've got to go and help set up the Ladies' League Charity Bazaar for tomorrow."
"You don't want to fuck with me any more then, Aunt Dee?" Herb sulked.
She drew him towards herself and kissed him on the forehead, his face pressed into her boobs. "Of course I do, Herb, and I said, later on tonight, we can make love again." She kissed him on the forehead once more. "You are a marvelous lover, Herbie," she said and got up.
Herb sat on the sofa and held back tears of frustration. There were the guys waiting to watch him slip it to Aunt Dee, and she had to go out and help set up a Charity Bazaar! Shit!
"Goodbye, Herbie," .Aunt Dee said as she went out the front door. "Be a good boy. And keep that thing of yours for me later on tonight. Remember, it's mine, and no one else's." She blew him a kiss and was gone.
Herb stood up. Well, there was nothing else to do but go outside and face the guys. They couldn't have seen Aunt Dee leave, as they were all hiding at the left side of the house, and the front door could not be seen from there were voices outside, high voices. Were some of the damned Tenderfeet coming in to laugh at him?
The front door burst open and two long-legged, skimpily dressed girls came bouncing in: a blonde and a pretty auburn-haired girl. "Drives like a dream, doesn't it?" the blonde said. "Hey Herb," she said to him. "Go take a look at my new car."
"Where, Julie?" he asked, and when she indicated the front of the house, Herb looked out through the window.
"But that's not a new car," Herb said.
"-and then she kept pinching my clit and I kept getting off, oh, Lisa, I tell you, it was like nothing I've ever felt before. Well it's new to me," Julie said to Herb.
"You mean she pinched it, hard?" Lisa asked her blonde girlfriend.
"She took it between her fingers and squeezed the hell out of the little thing," Julie said. "It's still all swollen and bruised. But such yummy comes. Wow!"
"We ought to try it, Julie," the auburn-haired girl said.
"That's not a bad car," Herb admitted. "How'd you get it, Julie?"
"I sucked snatch for it," the pretty blonde said.
"Come on," Herb pooh-poohed her. "Tell me, who gave that to you?"
"A dyke, a real honest-to-goodness bulldyke, Herb," Julie said.
"Let's try that clit-pinching," Lisa said.
"Okay," Julie agreed. "But go easy on mine-it's sore and tender as hell."
"How about letting Herb pinch 'em both of ours at the same time?" Lisa suggested.
"Hmm, sounds good," Julie said. "We can take turns sitting on his face."
"Hey, I don't want no dirty girl bung-holes on my face!" Herb protested.
"They're not dirty, and we'll wash 'em first, anyway," Julie said.
"I think you'll find they taste better if they're a little sweaty," Lisa said and laughed. "At least I like 'em that way when I give guys a rim job."
"I ain't 'licking no sweaty girl's asshole," Herb said with determination.
"But you'd lick Aunt Dee's, wouldn't you?" Julie asked him. "Sweaty or not, you'd jump to suck her tight little hole, wouldn't you, Herbie?"
"Fuck you," Herb said.
"Okay," Julie said, "fuck me." She unzipped her shorts and let them down. This time, she was wearing bikini panties, and she slipped those down her long, bare legs too. She went over to the hall table and bent over it, sticking her nicely rounded girl-ass out at Herb. "In the ass, Herb," she said and wriggled her naked hips so that her hind-cheeks trembled.
Lisa deftly unzipped Herb's fly and took out his swelling prick. "You heard what she said," the auburn-haired girl told Herb and started frigging his prick.
She frigged good, Herb thought as his cock grew in the girl's hands.
"Wait, let me take my pants all the way off," Herb begged while the girl expertly milked his pecker with both .soft hands.
"Come on, dick me," Julie demanded from the hall table as she waggled her ass.
Herb's prick jerked another half-inch in length at the sight. He stepped out of uniform shorts and undershorts.
"Hey how come you're not at that Scout-o-ree?" Lisa asked, her hands stroking Herb to a full hard-on.
"Scout-O-Rama," Herb said, "and I'd rather be doing this than tying some dumb knots." He bent down, picked up his underpants and tossed them from the hall across the living room where they thumped against a window pane and fell to the carpet.
"He's ready, Julie!" Lisa shouted triumphantly and pulled Herb by his stiff prick towards her blonde girlfriend.
"Ever fucked a chick in the ass?" Lisa asked him.
Herb nodded.
"I mean, you, know you can't just ram it up there, Herbie, don't you?"
"Yeah, yeah," Herb said, "Come on, let's get started." He knew that the Scouts were watching. "Get it a little stiffer for me, will you, Lisa?" he said. Then as the girl's hand frigged him, he clutched Julie's ass-cheeks. "Put some spit on her asshole," he ordered Lisa.
The good-looking auburn-haired girl knelt down and passed her tongue up and down her blonde girlfriend's ass crevice a few times, until her saliva glistened in the butt-crack.
Herb put his hard rod-head against the rim of his girl-cousin's asshole and pressed forward.
"Oww!" Julie howled. "Easy! Easy! You're so big, you'll rip me wide open!"
Herb's prick grew even bigger at feeling how tight the pretty sixteen-year-old blonde's asshole fitted around his cock.
Lisa, in a flash, stripped off her shorts and bikini briefs and slipped out of her top. Stark naked, she pressed herself against Herb's back, her cunt-mound rubbing against the boy's bare ass, and put both hands on his extended prick. Then, slowly, and ever so gently, she guided the freckle-nosed Boy Scout's erect pecker into her blonde girlfriend's elastic asshole.
As Herb sank his tool into Julie's butt-hole, he thought his nuts would pop any moment. The young girl-ass was warm, wet and best of all, tight, so that as he fucked in and out, the girl's rectum massaged his swollen rod of hard gristle.
"Frig her," Lisa whispered into Herb's ear, and flicked her warm and wet tongue into his ear-hole.
Herb's prick swelled even bigger in Julie's asshole, and the blonde girl gasped. "My god, you're so big!" while she lay bent over the hall table, her pale bottom-globes spread wide, her asshole wrapped around her boy-cousin's solid prick that slid in and out, hi and out, of the teenage charmer's bowels, "Come on, for godsakes, frig her and get her off," Lisa repeated into Herb's ear again. She took Herb's hand and guided it to the blonde's wet quim-pouch. "Rub her clit, but gently," the auburn-haired teenager said and firmly cupped the boy's balls.
Herb found his cousin Julie's clit, and although she at first flinched as he touched the raw little nub, pleasure overcame pain, and as Herb rubbed the little, hard nut between thumb and forefinger, the pretty blonde moaned and ground her naked ass until Herb was about to flood her insides with sperm.
Lisa, who was squeezing the boy's nuts, sensed that he was about to spill his load, and grabbed the base of his prick and pressed hard. "Save it, Herbie," she whispered in his ear, while her belly and cunt-mound rubbed against the boy's bare ass.
But the sight of his pretty, blonde cousin with her ass-cheeks spread wide, the wet, reddish-pink ring of her asshole running back and forth on his eager prick, drove Herb wild with lust. Her hairy, wet, split-open quim-pouch against his fingers, further sharpened his need to shoot spunk.
"Oh, it's so good! So good!" Julie moaned. "It's the best to be fucked in the ass! Don't stop, Herbie! Don't stop!"
Herb needed no more encouragement to increase the force of his thrusts, while Lisa ringed the base of his cock-stalk, squeezing it expertly so that he was unable to pop his nuts.
From outside the house, watching the antics of the two uninhibited teenage girls with the Boy Scout, the members of Herb's troop, beat their meat openly at the sight of the hallway scene. Every one of the boys watching, imagined himself in Herb's place.
"Look at him corn-holing her, will you look at him?" the Tenderfoot said in his high voice. "He wasn't lying, was he?" the boy went on. "I mean that's that same girl we saw showing off her goodies in that store window, and Herb's dicking her, but good!"
Suddenly the pretty, blonde bending over the table to have her ass skewered, arched her back and opened her mouth in a grimace of pain or pleasure-it was hard to tell-her feet came off the ground, her legs doubling at the knees, and her naked ass bucked up and down on the table, while the boy in the Scout uniform shirt kept feeding the withdrawing meat from her extended bum-hole.
"She popped herself off," the patrol leader announced. "Now let's see what they'll do."
"That little bitch Lisa is doing something to Herb's cock," the Tenderfoot said.
"She's keeping him from shooting his load, stupid," the patrol leader explained. Then his face fell in disappointment. "Now, what the hell are they doing?" he said.
The two girls and the boy disappeared from view and the Scouts cursed Herb for a selfish bastard, for not letting them watch him giving dick to those two good-looking chicks. But their curses were uncalled for, as Herb, still with a beauty of a hard-on, and then one of the two bare-assed girls, the auburn-haired one, came into the living room-much closer to the onlookers-this time!
Lisa, patting herself with a towel between her outcurved legs, went after Herb and, holding his prick with one hand, dried it with the towel. When Julie came in and borrowed the towel to dry herself between the ass-cheeks, one of the watching Scouts said, "Looks like they washed their cunts, prick, and assholes. Wonder what they're going to do now?"
"Some real fancy sucking, I'll bet," the patrol leader said. "Watch! There they go!"
The boy, took off his shirt, and lay down stark naked on the carpet. The younger of the two girls, the one with dark-reddish-brown hair, Lisa, squatted above his head and slowly lowered her ass and cunt on his face. The boy's prick lay half-hard across his left thigh. The blonde teenage girl crouched on her knees, her upraised ass pointed towards the windows with their peeping Scouts, and gently picked up the boy's dick with her teeth. She nipped the stiffening male gristle back, so that it lay on the boy's belly, its sensitive underside exposed. The blonde ran her tongue along the lower side of the boy's prick, and it jumped more erect, glistening with the girl's saliva.
The peeping Scouts had a full view of the good-looking, blonde teenage girl's gaping cunt and asshole, and, as they stroked themselves, their spunk spattered against the wooden siding of Aunt Dee's house. More Scout's pricks spat when Herb shoved his hand into the blonde girl's cunt-pouch and started fondling her elusive clit. He finally found it and pinched it rhythmically, while the pretty blonde girl put the swelling knob of his cock into her warm, moist mouth. Holding the straining prick with tender, caressing lips, the blonde teenager ran her tongue at the sensitive underside, about an inch from the small slit on the tip, and flicking her tongue at the sensitive underside, about an inch down from the tip, until Herb's bare hips rose and lowered, shoving the rigid cock hi and pulling out of the sucking teenager's mouth.
Herb, his face smothered by Lisa's ass and cunt, smelled the full-strength vaginal aroma of a sexually aroused teenage girl, while his tongue licked in and out of the attractive auburn-haired girl's tender asshole.
Lisa was frigging her clit with firm, rapid strokes. Unlike Julie, she found that pinching the little hard noodle just plain hurt and did not give her the stimulation she needed to get herself off.
To the watching Scouts, the sight of a masturbating fifteen-year-old girl, and a good-looking one at that, made their fists stroke their cocks harder and harder.
"Jeez, I want to fuck those two sluts so bad, I can taste cunt," the patrol leader said.
"How would know what cunt tastes like," a Scout peering in at the two naked girls and the boy, said and rubbed his prick rapidly with both palms.
"Why don't we just go in and fuck 'em?" the Tenderfoot asked. "That blonde, at least, has her snatch wide open and just begging for a stiff rod." He pointed at Julie's rear exposure where her pouched, hairy quim gaped, revealing the moist pink inner lining, a couple of niches below her sucked-in, rosy asshole. Her two body openings were hairy, raw, and furrowed, in sharp contrast to the pale, smooth-skinned curves of her girlish hind-cheeks.
Outside of the house, by the windows, boyish palms smacked against stiff meat at the thought of sinking that same aching flesh into, the pretty blonde's sex-slit.
"Look at her go, will ya?" the patrol leader exclaimed as Julie started giving her male cousin head in earnest.
The blonde girl's head bobbed up and down as her lips caressed the boy's rod. The sixteen-year-old girl was an accomplished cocksucker. She knew how to use her mouth on a hunk of male gristle to keep it stiff and get it even stiffer. Her cheeks were sucked in as she worked on her cousin's prick, her tongue never still, but caressing the veined, male meat up and down its impressive length.
The other girl's head was thrown back in ecstasy, her teeth bared, eyes closed, as she ground her naked ass in circles on the boy's face. His tongue, caressing her clenching and unclenching asshole, complemented her own finger that was frigging her hard and highly sensitive clit. The fifteen-year-old girl's cunt-juice coated the fifteen-year-old Boy Scout's entire face. Her intimate girl-smell made his mouth water, and he sucked in mouthfuls of her cunt-meat, caressing the tender petal-like inner twat-lips with teeth and tongue. Pretty, auburn-haired Lisa gasped, then came with a cry of relief. The boy felt her cunt pulsate, and at the same time, his pretty, blonde cousin's mouth on his cock expertly triggered his climax. He shot spurt after spurt of hot spunk into the sixteen-year-old girl's mouth, emptying his-nuts into her, while she sucked every last drop from his erupting prick. Before his shaft began to shrink in her mouth, Herb brought Julie to the brink of her climax through his rhythmic pinching of her raw clit. The taste of hot cum in her mouth-and she swallowed the thick, white stuff-and the idea that she had sucked it out of a hard prick against the male's will, got Julie off. She spread her thighs wider, aired her asshole and twitching cunt even more by raising her ass higher, and rubbed her clit against Herb's fingers until she had gotten herself off completely.
"Whew!" Lisa said, "that was good!" She lifted her bare ass off Herb's face, revealing the boyish features glistening with her cunt-juice. "Time to change places!" the auburn-haired girl told her girlfriend.
Julie got to her feet and stretched herself. The sight of the lithe, smooth-skinned, sixteen-year-old blonde's naked body straining sensuously right after a satisfying sexual release kept the peeping Scouts by the windows hard and horny.
"Let's go on in and give those two bitches some dick," the patrol leader said. "Shit! There they are fighting over one limp cock, when there's enough hard prick here to keep their cunts filled with meat for a couple of hours."
The blonde girl walked over to the naked boy's head, twitching her tail as she moved, and straddled his head. Then she lowered herself into a deep squat, so that her cunt and asshole pressed against her cousin's face. Lisa, meanwhile unabashedly started playing with the boy's limber dick, stroking it with her soft palms until she saw the veins swelling again. "I think I'll have him fuck me in the cunt," she said to the blonde, who was rubbing her crotch back and forth on the boy's face.
Lisa's expert fingers teased the boy's prick until it grew hard. She knew that girl-hands stroking a cock-even one that has just spurted cum-could work wonders, and the fifteen-year-old girl had handled enough pricks to know where the most sensitive spots were. The Scouts outside of the house could testify to that. When she had stroked the boy's pecker fully erect, the teenage girl, simply straddled his hips, and started sliding the stiff, male gristle in between the pink flesh petals of her cunt.
She fed herself meat slowly, lowering her naked hips until she could feel her asshole against the boy's balls. She raised herself slightly and sank down again. There were two cunts working on Herb now. His blonde cousin's was coating his nose, mouth, and chin with fresh quim-juice, while Lisa's tight, elastic cunt-sheath was massaging his erect prick.
Outside, the Scouts were about to go up to the front door, when they heard the click-clack of high heeled shoes.
"It's the aunt!" the patrol leader whispered, and the boys scurried for cover.
By the time Aunt Dee opened the gate of the low, white picket fence, the Boy Scouts were once more hiding in the shrubs, looking in through the windows, hoping that the luscious, big-assed, twenty-nine-year-old woman would strip and join in the teenagers' sex bout.
Aunt Dee suspected nothing as she opened the front door. Then, seeing her nephew-the boy to whom she had given her cherry-sucking off her pretty, blonde niece, while that girl's friend was getting herself off on the helpless boy's prick, Aunt Dee felt a pang of jealousy in her breast. By the time she had reached the naked, teenage trio, the woman's jealousy had turned to fury. She pulled Julie off Herb's face, grabbing the kicking teenager by her blonde hair, and then taking a handful of Lisa's auburn hair, pulled the fifteen-year-old girl off the horrified boy's cock.
"You go to your room," Aunt Dee told Herb. "I'll deal with you later."
Holding the struggling, kicking, teenage girls by then* hair, the dark-haired woman dragged them to the phone and, taking both girls* hair into one hand, called the sheriff. "I have two juveniles here, girls," she reported, "escapees from reform school. Send someone to pick them up, please." She listened to the official voice on the other end of the line, then said, "I'll have no trouble holding them here for you," and tightened her grip on the girls' hair. She hung up. "I've a good mind to let them come and take you away just as you are," she said to the two naked teenage girls.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Shortly after the bus with barred windows left town, Julie told the matron that she had to piss, and Lisa joined in that that she had to go "Number Two." The older of the two matrons said that the girls had had plenty of time to take care of these things back in town, in the jail, before boarding the bus that was to take them back to reform school. But the younger matron pleaded for them, saying that what harm could it do if they stopped at a gas station to let the girls relieve themselves, especially as they were the only two prisoners on the bus, and there was one matron apiece that could watch them and take care that they did not escape.
The older, sour matron finally agreed, and the driver pulled the county bus into a large gas station. The older matron took Julie out first, and halfway between the bus and the restrooms, the blonde teenager bolted, and made for a wooded area behind the station. Lisa, left with the younger matron, complained of cramps and threatened to relieve herself right there on the bus unless she could go to the restroom immediately. When Julie made her break, Lisa jumped off the bus and ran in the opposite direction, across the highway and into a cornfield, where the stalks were tall enough to hide her.
The matrons immediately notified the Sheriff's office, and then began to search for their prisoners. An hour later, with Sheriff's units flashing red lights and letting their sirens howl along the highway, and mounted posses scouring the countryside, the matrons admitted that it did not look as if the two teenage girls would be recaptured as speedily as they had hoped.
At the Scout-O-Rama campground, the senior patrol leader of Herb's Scout troop sat with his boys at dusk, totaling up their scores. While three of the boys started the evening campfire, the senior patrol leader lectured the boys on the importance of attending all the Scout-O-Rama events. He then read out a list of names of Scouts who had missed last night's songfest. The scheduled activity for tonight was a "Tall Tales" competition, and the senior patrol leader hoped that the boys would try and make up for last night's poor showing. "We need Herb for that," said the patrol leader who had spied on the teenagers' sex threesome the night before. "Where is Herb?" the senior patrol leader asked.
"Probably fucking his aunt," a high-voiced Tenderfoot said.
"Now that's a tall tale," the senior patrol leader said, "But let's keep it clean fellers. The judges want to hear clean, tall tales."
"Wow! Look who's here!" the Tenderfoot exclaimed and pointed towards the senior patrol leader's tent, where two dirty, disheveled girls stood watching the Scouts. "It's Lisa and the blonde!" the Tenderfoot said. "You know, Herb's cousin."
"That's Lisa all right," the senior patrol leader said, got to his feet, and went over to the girls.
The Scouts crowded behind him.
"Hey! Maybe they came to get their cunts reamed," the Tenderfoot said.
Both girls looked as if they were in need of a good bath. "Hello John," Lisa said and looked at the fly of the senior patrol leader's shorts.
"Listen, you girls are crazy, coming here like this." The senior patrol leader said. "You should have waited until after lights out at least.
"We aren't staying," Julie said, amused by the way the Scouts were undressing her with their eyes. "But if you guys want some real fun, come on down to my aunt's house in about an hour. You know the house where Herbie is staying? Stay outside, in the backyard, until I call you."
"What are you two up to?" John, the senior patrol leader asked.
"Come and find out," Lisa said and ran her hand over John's crotch.
Aunt Dee straddled the wash-basin and sudsed her cunt. The touch of her hand and the warm water felt good, and she caressed her thick cunt lips and pressed down on her clit. As her fingers slipped around the folds of her intimate female flesh, the good-looking, big-assed brunette started to yearn for a man. She briefly thought of the candle and the TV actor's photograph, but she knew that she needed the real thing. She wanted a prick, smooth as velvet to the touch, but hard as a rock when it slid up into her quim. After yesterday's disgraceful behavior, Aunt Dee had punished Herb by making him stay in his room all day. She had brought him his meals, and she felt sure that after conserving his energy, the fifteen-year-old boy would be in shape to give her the fucking of her life.
The twenty-nine-year-old attractive woman dismounted the wash-basin and, holding her short nightgown up, looked over her shoulder at the reflection of her large, white ass in the mirror. She would let the boy feel up her cheeks until his prick stood up. Then, she would let him rub her breasts and finger her cunt until he couldn't control himself any longer. Only then, when his prick was hard and swollen with blood, would she let him put it into her twat. She would make him fuck her again and again, until his prick couldn't get stiff any longer. Her hand pressed against her cunt-mound with desire. She needed cock-now!
Barefoot, her full, pale legs flashing below the transparent nightgown, the voluptuous woman, her ass hot for a man, opened the door of her bedroom and started down the hall toward her fifteen-year-old nephew's room. She was halfway there, when a board creaked behind her, and she swung around and saw her niece Julie standing there, looking at her with a mocking smile.
"Hi, Aunt Dee," the teenager said. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"You?" Aunt Dee gasped. "You're supposed to be back in reform school."
"But we're not," a voice said from behind, and Aunt Dee looked back at Julie's friend Lisa. The auburn-haired girl had an unsheathed Boy Scout knife in her hand. "Now you just get that nice, big ass of yours downstairs," she said.
"I'll call Herbie," Aunt Dee said. "Herbie!" she shouted.
"You got him locked in there, Auntie," Julie said. "We tried his door."
"Yeah, Julie and I were going to blow him in turn, take all the starch out of him," Lisa said. "What did you do, keep him locked up so he'd be good and horny for you?"
"I'll take the key to Herbie's room," Julie said and held out her hand.
Lisa brandished the hunting knife. "Let's go or I'll start cutting," she threatened. Aunt Dee handed the key to Herb's room to his sixteen-year-old cousin.
"Downstairs," Lisa said threateningly arid put the point of her knife against Aunt Dee's back. They marched her into the living room.
Once in there, Julie and Lisa burst out laughing. "Oh, Auntie!" Julie said, "you didn't really think we'd hurt you, did you?"
Lisa tossed the knife behind the couch.
Aunt Dee looked puzzled. "You mean you're not angry at me for having turned you over to the Sheriff?" she asked.
"No, not at all, on the contrary, Auntie," Julie said and hugged the delicious, full-bodied woman.
"How did you girls keep from going back to reform school?" Aunt Dee asked.
"That's a long story, Auntie," Julie said and kissed her aunt on the lips. She rubbed her tits against her aunt's and found the woman was kissing her back. Julie felt her aunt's big, beautiful tits. She fondled the nipples and fingered them gently until they swelled.
Lisa put her hand between the two embracing females, raised Aunt Dee's short nightdress and felt her cunt. As the woman, started breathing hard, Lisa gave her two fingers up the wet snatch, while Julie pulled her aunt's nightgown up over her head so that the twenty-nine-year-old woman stood stark naked before the two teenage girls.
Lisa kept working her fingers in the woman's cunt, and Julie caressed her aunt's ripe boobs, until they gently got her down on the carpet. While Julie pushed her aunt's legs up towards her chest, Lisa put her soft, pink lips to the woman's randy cunt and started to suck. Her mouth worked up and down along the woman's slit, licking the clit and reaming the cunt-hole, making passes at Aunt Dee's exposed bung from time to time, until the voluptuous, dark-haired, naked woman started to rotate her wide hips and moan for relief. Lisa fed her a stiff tongue, while her supple fingers frigged the woman's clit. Aunt Dee moaned with pleasure.
Julie went to the kitchen, unlatched the back door, threw it open, and ran back into the living room. She held Aunt Dee's wrists over her head and ran her mouth over her full tits. Lisa grasped the twenty-nine-year-old woman's ankles and pushed them up so that her dark-haired crotch was spread wide.
The beautiful, dark-haired, twenty-nine-year-old woman lay on her back, her legs up, so that between her fat, white buttocks, her lust-swollen cunt gaped.
Lisa used her lips and tongue again on the woman's open, pink-petaled snatch. Aunt Dee's white belly heaved as she waited for the telltale flutterings of a big orgasm. She closed her eyes to let it come and did not see the Boy Scouts trooping in, gaping with wonder and lust at a mature woman's fully displayed sexual equipment.
The sixteen-year-old patrol leader was the first to drop his pants. He gave his half-hard prick a few strokes and knelt between Aunt Dee's upraised thighs. Then he lifted his prick and laid it into the groove of her gaping cunt. Aunt Dee's eyes opened. She knew that this was no longer the tongue of a teenage girl that touched her sensitive private flesh. She struggled against Lisa's and Julie's restraining arms, and the desperate movements of her big ass let the patrol leader's cock slip into her. At that moment, as she felt hard, male flesh sliding up her quim, Aunt Dee heard muffled grunts and, turning her head back, saw her fifteen-year-old nephew Herb, gagged and trussed being carried into the living room. In spite of the boyish prick starting its strokes in her tight cunt, the woman noticed that her nephew had been expertly tied up. His wrists had been fastened to his ankles, and a baseball bat was thrust behind his knees so that he was helpless. A Scout neckerchief gagged him. A big boy, the senior patrol leader, and another older Scout carried Herb down by his aunt's bared, spread ass, so that he could watch her getting fucked.
Tears of anger and frustration filled Herb's eyes as he saw the patrol leader raise his narrow, boyish ass and bring it down between his aunt's spread thighs. A pang of jealousy shot from his groin to his chest, as he realized that he no longer was the only male to have tasted Aunt Dee's delicious cunt. The patrol leader was grunting with pleasure as he threw long, slow fuck strokes up the beautiful woman's hot, wet cunt. But he had no control, no endurance. His small hips bobbed up and down, faster and faster as the full, mature, woman-hips brought him nearer and nearer to shooting spunk.
"Poor Herbie," Julie said and undid his pants. "You didn't think you could keep Auntie as your own private stuff forever, did you?" The pretty, blonde girl pulled the fifteen-year-old boy's pants down low enough so that she could get her hand on his prick. "Poor Herbie," the sixteen-year-old girl repeated and with three firm strokes of her soft hand made her cousin's prick get hard. "Doesn't it excite you to see Auntie getting fucked?" Julie teased her cousin and stroked him to a full hard-on.
Herb, groaning through his neckerchief gag, found that with Julie's hand stroking his cock, he was getting aroused by the sight of a boy slipping meat to a twenty-nine-year-old woman. The patrol leader was fucking like crazy now, while Aunt Dee struggled against the two Scouts who had relieved Julie and Lisa of the task of holding her arms and legs.
The boy between Aunt Dee's legs pushed his ass way down, so that Herb knew his prick slid far up inside of his aunt's quim, and then fucked rapidly, like a dog. Suddenly, he raised his head. "Aaaah!" he yelled, "Aargh!" and his ass-cheeks clenched.
"He's filling her full of spunk, Herbie," Julie said and started nibbling with her lips at the tip of Herb's prick. Herb found that the touch of his pretty girl cousin's warm, wet mouth on his cock, coupled with the sight of his young aunt getting fucked by a boy in a Scout shirt, made him want to get his nuts off. Julie, feeling his need through his swelling prick, started to stroke him off with her mouth. She gave him an expert blow-job, soft mouth, gentle lips, and a constant tongue massage.
By the time the Tenderfoot mounted Aunt Dee, first feeling up her ass and tits to get himself hard, Herb let his nuts pop into his cousin Julie's eager mouth. The blonde swallowed his cum and pulled her mouth off his cock, sucking the last drops of spunk from the tip before letting it pop out of her lips. The teenage girl smiled at her cousin. "That was quite a load, Herbie," she said and patted his balls. A thin siring of spunk hung suspended from her glistening lower lip to the tip of Herb's prick.
"My turn," Lisa said, and took Herb's softening tool into both her hands, and started caressing the male sex flesh. The girl's touch coupled with Aunt Dee lying stark naked on the carpet, spread wide by four Boy Scouts while a Tenderfoot tried to find the right angle of the luscious woman's cunt sheath so he could stick his prick in for his first piece of ass, excited 'Herb.
"Aarrrgh!" Aunt Dee cried out as the Tenderfoot shoved in manfully but not up her hole. Julie went over to the fumbling boy, stooped quickly, bending her knees, and taking hold of the boy's stiff cock, guided it into the woman's cunt-sheath. "Noooo!" Aunt Dee wailed as the boy fucked her like a jack-hammer. He was out before he even got a chance to feel the inside of the ripe woman's cunt canal.
"Shit!" the Tenderfoot cursed and tried to get back in.
"Easy does it," Julie said and taking up his stiff prick, gave it a few flicks to get it harder and shoved it back up into Aunt Dee. "Don't fuck so fast," the pretty blonde teenager said to the Boy Scout who was tasting his first piece of pussy.
The Tenderfoot started fucking like a rutting dog again, and Julie reached down and held his hips and showed him how to go in and out slowly. "Let her feel you," she advised the boy. "You bang away fast and shoot your load, and she won't even know you've been inside of her."
Lisa had hand-stroked Herb's cock to semi-hardness, and now she started licking it like a little girl licks a rapidly melting ice cream cone. Here and there, Lisa tongued the boy's prick, jerking it now and then to get it harder.
The Tenderfoot was getting the hang of it and savored the feeling of his cock embedded in warm, moist female flesh.
"Mygosh! He's only a child!" Aunt Dee, screamed and struggled against her captors. The Boy Scouts kept her right on her back, legs up and over her boobs, arms straight out at either side of her.
"He's fifteen," John, the senior patrol leader said. "Same age as Herb, and we know you've been fucking for him."
Julie, squatting down, watched as the Tender-foot's small ass clenched and unclenched as he fucked. He suddenly let out a high-pitched shout, and the pretty, blonde girl reached in between his straining legs and cupped his balls as he came. She felt the boy's nuts up until he lay still, and the teenage girl knew he had stopped spurting cum into her aunt.
Lisa had gotten Herb hard and was giving him a first-class blow-job. The auburn-haired girl ate cock, sucking and licking to coax the sperm out of the trussed-up boy's dong. Herb was beginning to sweat as his heart pounded in the throes of intense sexual arousal again. While the good-looking girl worked with lips and tongue on his prick, Herb saw another Scout slipping his meat into his gasping aunt.
"How's your fuck hole, ma'am?" one of the Scouts holding Aunt Dee's legs asked her. "Oughta be getting warmed up pretty good with all that cock you're getting. Bet you've never had so much meat so fast, eh?"
Her new fucker was a pimple-faced boy who growled as he slipped his long, angry-red prick into Aunt Dee's spunk-filled cunt-hole. He knew how to fuck though, and he rotated his bare ass while he jammed his prick in and pulled it back out of the beautiful woman's gash.
Herb came painfully into Lisa's caressing mouth. The girl sucked every last drop out of him, making his orgasm last and last as her sucking brought on more and more spasms. "No more, no more! Lisa, please!" Herb yelled, his lean belly heaving with a final spurt of cum. His gag had slipped down from his mouth.
Aunt Dee was beginning to moan and breathe hard as the pimple-faced boy gave her long, lingering fuck strokes that went deep inside of her belly.
"Yes!" she said, "yes!" as the Boy Scout made her feel that she was getting her cunt-sheath reamed out for the first time that evening.
Julie relieved Lisa with Herb and started fingering his cock. "Hey, Lisa," the blonde girl said, "come and help me get him naked. We're going to have to suck his ass-hole and nipples in a while to make him get it up again."
Lisa leaned behind the couch and retrieved the Scout knife that she had used to threaten Aunt Dee. With the help of the knife, the two girls stripped the fifteen-year-old boy naked, without disturbing the ropes that trussed him in a helpless and completely vulnerable position. They stood him on his knees, his face against the carpet, and then reaching from behind, Julie found his dick and started milking it with practiced hands. "He's got about two, three full loads left," Lisa said, expertly feeling the boy's balls. "Then it'll take some doing to get him to spunk."
"Leave me alone! Stop it! Stop it!" Herb shouted as Julie's experienced fingers brought some stiffness to his hanging meat.
"Gag him, will you Lisa?" Julie said. Her hands made slapping sounds as she stroked the boy's prick. The auburn-haired girl untied the Scout neckerchief from around Herb's neck and retied it tightly, the cloth cutting into Herb's mouth. He could only grunt as his pretty girl cousin milked his prick down as if it were a cow's udder.
Lisa stood and watched with fascination as the boy's organ swelled under his girl cousin's expert caresses. Herb stared with impotent fury as the pimple-faced boy got Aunt Dee hotter and hotter. He felt ashamed that he could not help his aunt and that his genitals were being handled by the two sluttish girls as if they were just so much male meat to be made stiff and milked of all gism. The tight ring of Julie's index finger and thumb moved slowly down his stiffening prick. The blonde girl's left index and middle fingers felt the tip of the organ with their soft pads. "He's starting to lubricate again," Julie said in a professional manner. "Come on, Herbie, give me a nice mouthful of your hot spunk, will you?" She pulled her cousin's half-hard dick out between his buttocks in back and, lifting the balls off it, ran her lips along the underside of the organ.
With short, quavering shouts of ecstasy, Aunt Dee came as the pimple-faced Boy Scout expertly kept fucking her. The Scouts, watching the beautiful, mature woman getting fucked, gaped with awe as her ripe body trembled in the throes of female orgasm. "She's a hot one," John, the senior patrol leader said. "Keep on fucking her, she'll get off again."
But the pimple-faced Scout feeling the sexual heat of the climaxing woman's cunt, could no longer restrain himself. With a hoarse cry of pleasure, he pumped his sperm into her belly. He was still shooting the sticky, white stuff, when John pulled him off the woman, and giving his own nine-inch cock a few flicks to get it as stiff as possible, the senior patrol leader mounted Herb's aunt. "I'll have her coming again," the senior patrol leader boasted, and his muscular ass tightened as he slipped his meat into the woman.
The pimple faced Scout, thick, white semen leaking from his still-hard prick, cursed John.
"Here, let me help you," Lisa said, knelt down, and drank in his drippling cum. The pimple-faced Scout grabbed the auburn-haired girl's head, shoved his prick in her mouth and finished himself off. Without batting an eye, Lisa swallowed his sperm as it erupted into her mouth.
Julie had kissed Herb's prick into a nice hard-on. Now, she was getting down to some real fancy cocksucking. Holding the boy's sex organ by its rigid base, the blonde teenage girl used every trick she had learned to make him shoot off into her caressing mouth. The teenager made love to the boy's prick with her lips and tongue and the soft, inner pads of her cheeks. She gently bathed the swollen organ with her spit, keeping it moist and warm, while she searched out its most sensitive spots to apply tongue and lip pressure. But whatever caresses her tender teenage lips bestowed on Herb's pecker, her whole mouth kept up an uninterrupted stroking, a rhythmic milking that she knew would eventually make him get off.
The senior patrol leader fucked Aunt Dee with all the knowledge of his seventeen years, and he seemed to have plenty. He brought her to her second climax with half a dozen or so powerful fuck strokes. The woman whinnied like a mare as she popped her twat.
"Let me go! Let me go!" she breathed at the boys holding her.
"Let go of her!" the senior patrol leader ordered without breaking his rhythm. As soon as the boys released her, Aunt Dee's soft thighs and calves embraced the boy servicing her, and her big, fat ass started to move. "Jeez! How sweet it is! Oh, how sweet!" John sang out as the woman's arms went around his waist and her boobs rubbed against his lower chest. Herb could smell the odor coming from Aunt-Dee's sexually aroused cunt as she was being screwed. As he watched her taking on the big senior patrol leader, his nuts triggered for the third time, and Julie got a throatful of hot sperm. She smiled in satisfaction at her success, and used her tongue and lips to draw sperm from the boy until the last drop of the orgasm had been drained from his cock. "Phew!" Julie exclaimed, her lips glistening with spunk, a trickle of the sticky, white stuff hanging from her chin. "It's getting tougher, Lisa."
"I've never sucked a cock yet that didn't spit," Lisa bragged. She handled Herb's nuts and semi-soft prick. "Come on, Herbie, let mama have some of your nice, delicious love stuff." She fondled him, and he started to get hard in spite of himself.
With great skill, John brought Aunt Dee to the brink again. The woman moaned as she felt the male meat rubbing against her cunt sheath. He drew his long prick almost completely out of the woman before slamming it home into her again. She came with a loud outcry and dug her nails into John's shoulders. Her big ass thrashed about, and it became too much for even John. Shouting, "Take it! Take it, you horny bitch!" the senior patrol leader shot spurt after spurt of spunk into Aunt Dee's cunt.
Herbie, kneeling with his thighs apart, his face pressed into the carpet, struggled as Lisa rubbed his hardening prick between both palms, quickly and firmly, until it stood up. When she began caressing his organ with her mouth again, Herb's muffled groans of protest only increased the vigor with which she stroked him with mouth and hands.
Aunt Dee was being ass-fucked by a Scout who had long lusted after that tight, little hole. She had simply brought her legs up again and the boy began to corn-hole her. Aunt Dee's hands kept the boy from plunging in too rapidly. Once he was in her asshole though, she fucked him as she had fucked John, rolling her hips and giving him the ride of his life.
The patrol leader, who had been the first to fuck Aunt Dee, approached Julie, his cock hard as a rock again. "Come on, baby, let's fuck," he said to her, swaggering a bit. He still could see the blonde teenager as she had teased the Scouts in the window of Aunt Dee's shop in his mind, and now this same girl had just finished blowing her fifteen-year-old cousin, and he wanted to fuck her.
Julie shrugged and slipped off her shorts. She let the boy pull up her top so that he could get at her breasts, and while the patrol leader felt her tits to get himself aroused to peak hardness, Julie fondled his prick. When he was ready, the blonde let herself down on the carpet, spread her legs, knees up, and let the boy enter her. She fucked him skillfully, returning thrust for thrust.
"Mmmm! Mmmmm!" Herb protested as Lisa sucked his cock with vigor. She had pulled it back underneath his buttocks and caressed it like a ripe fruit with tongue and lips. Although swollen to full hardness, Lisa knew that she would have to work a bit harder to make the boy get off again.
Aunt Dee felt hot spunk explode up inside of her rectum as the butt-fucker got himself off. As soon as he pulled out, a new boy took his place between Aunt Dee's thighs and slipped his erect prick into her. He was not prepared for the fierce heat with which the mature woman demanded sexual satisfaction. The boy, a Second-Class Scout, had thought that it would be like fucking his fist, only wetter and warmer. But this was a live woman under him, not a cunt without a body or brain, and she wanted him to give her pleasure. The Scout fucked away bravely, while the woman's cunt devoured his piercing prick.
The patrol leader shot cum into Julie's cunt, grunted and pulled out of her. Julie paid him no further heed. "How's it going, Lisa?" the blonde, asked her girlfriend who was blowing the trussed-up, naked boy.
"Almost," Lisa said and worked on Herb with her hands. She milked him, and then took the knob of his dick into her mouth. She knew just the right amount of pressure to give, and the boy popped off. His watery spunk spurted into Lisa's mouth. Julie immediately started on him again. She licked her fifteen-year-old boy cousin's asshole, and then kissed and sucked his nipples. Finally, she took the boy's balls into her mouth and gently rinsed them in her saliva. When she touched his prick with her tongue, it slowly began to swell. As the blonde high-school girl gently began to work on the boy's prick with her skilled tongue and lips, the naked, trussed-up male began to cry.
The Scout fucking Aunt Dee came, pulled out, and another boy took his place. This one managed to bring her off before he had thrust into her more than three times. But he kept on fucking her, aroused by her orgasm.
Herb, his mouth gagged, his arms and legs tied with expert Scout knots, sobbed as Julie gently brought him to full sexual arousal again. The blonde looked with pride at the boy's long prick. She knelt behind her naked, fifteen-year-old cousin, who was trussed ass-up, forehead on the floor, and pulled the webbed Scout belts from the uniform shorts that she and Lisa had cut from his body. From her position, Julie could see Herb's asshole and below that his healthy, firm balls. Milking the boy's prick with her left hand, the lovely sixteen-year-old girl doubled the web belt and very softly hit the boy's balls with it. She kept up the gentle blows.
Aunt Dee never knew that it could feel so good to constantly have a stiff prick rubbing away inside of her cunt. The boys, lined up to get a piece of ass off her provided her with fresh cock that could keep her near the peak of sexual arousal and bring her off every few minutes. The boys' faces and bodies blurred and became just one to her, one male with a hard dick, who fed it to her tirelessly. As she gasped in the throes of another climax, Aunt Dee was certain that heaven had to be like this. It was the best feeling that a woman could ever experience, and she wished that it would never have to end.
As a new boy slipped his hard prick into the beautiful woman's wide-spread gash, her young nephew writhed with the first spasm of yet another orgasm. To bring it on, his teenage cousin Julie had stuck her finger up his ass and expertly massaged his prostate until that, and her other hand firmly milking his prick, brought on a dry, nut-popping come. Immediately, Lisa relieved her girlfriend, and putting Herb's soft dick completely into her mouth, nurtured it back to a semi-hard-on again.
Aunt Dee had been fucked by every Scout of Herb's troop. And now, John, the senior patrol leader, had two Scouts take her to the bathroom to rinse out her cunt that was brimming with sperm. When the naked woman came back, led by two Scouts, John's wicked hard-on greeted her. The senior patrol leader lay down flat on his back and had Aunt Dee mount his erect cock. Then, as the Scouts watched, the mature woman started fucking the boy.
Herb watched his aunt sliding herself up and down on the Scout's thick shaft as the cramps of yet another orgasm gripped his nuts and asshole. He saw his young aunt throw her head back and ride a hard prick as if it were a bucking bronc. Then, as she shrieked out her pleasure at yet another orgasm, Herb saw the room beginning to spin. It spun faster and faster, and then stopped, upside down, and then everything went black as the boy fainted.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Julie spotted the black-and-white patrol car, it was already too late. The deputy sheriff must have been keeping pace with her as she walked toward town for at least several minutes-long enough to get a confirmation of her description, and the fact that she was wanted for two successful escapes from custody. Julie walked a little faster, and the black-and-white also speeded up. Damn! Why did she have to give in to her body? Why couldn't she control her animal appetites?
The pretty, blonde, sixteen-year-old girl had left Aunt Dee's house to get herself a man-a real man, not some silly and horny Scout. She was on her way to the seedy side of town, where she was sure she could find a guy with enough balls to give her what she needed. And now, this damned sheriff! Julie glanced over her shoulder and saw him: mirror-lensed sunglasses, broad-brimmed hat, everything she hated. She ducked in between a frame house and a tall, unkept hedge and started to run. Her short skirt let her really move her bare legs in long, running leaps. That she wasn't wearing any panties, in anticipation of the tough, muscular guy she had hoped to meet in a bar in the tenderloin district, didn't bother her now. She would shake this dumb deputy, shake the whole damned stupid town with its wooden-sided frame houses, neat, white picket fences, and Scout-O-Rama in the park on the outskirts.
The blonde teenage girl ran across an empty lot and towards a field of tall-stalked corn. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the blur of tan before she even heard the heavy thumping of the deputy's running feet. He was shouting at her, ordering her to stop. Julie ran, even though she felt the sudden pain of a stitch in her side.
She was across the lot, leaped a low hedge and crossed a grassy patch of an abandoned shack, when the beefy deputy grabbed her and brought her down, rolling over and over, her short skirt high. His face was red with exertion, his sandy hair disheveled as he hugged the lithe teenager and took the handcuffs from his belt. Julie unzipped his fly and took out his cock. It was uncircumcised, and the girl skinned back the foreskin, jerked the male meat a couple of times so that it sprang up stiff and fat in her fist, and slipped it into her cunt.
The deputy tried to get loose, to pull himself out of her snatch, but at the same time, he went for her wrists, so that he could get the cuffs on her. By the time he got both of her arms behind her, Julie was using her hips so expertly that at the same moment that he clicked the handcuffs on her, the deputy swore and a great rush of hot spunk came inside of the teenaged girl's belly.
"You horny little bitch," he said and tucked his pecker back inside of his pants, so that he could march her back to his black-and-white like a proper sheriff. A thick wad of spunk slid down the inside of the girl's leg as the deputy guided her to his patrol car. When he brought her to the sidewalk, people had gathered around his car, and they looked curiously at the deputy sheriff leading a pretty, blonde, teenage girl to his car, her arms handcuffed behind her, and thick, white spunk running down the inside of her left leg and down into her shoe. When the deputy looked down at his pants, he saw with embarrassment that there were pecker tracks on his fly.
He drove the patrol car away with a squeal of tires and put on his red light and siren. "Now what did you have to go and do that for?" he asked his girl prisoner.
"I wanted you. You turned me on," Julie said. "Didn't you enjoy it at all?"
"You're a hot-tailed little piece all right," the deputy said. "And if I wasn't on duty, I'd play that game with you all day and night."
"You're the best hunk of man-meat I've ever had," Julie said and kissed the red-necked deputy on the cheek. "Do me again, will you please?"
"You're nutty," the deputy said and glanced sideways at the pretty teenage girl who was his prisoner. "What in hell did you go and run away from reform school for?"
"My daddy put me there, said I was incorrigible," Julie told the deputy. "Only he was lying. It was because I wouldn't let him fuck me any more that he did that."
The young deputy sheriff shook his head. "And your momma? Didn't she try and help you?"
"My momma's dead," Julie said. "I've got a stepmother, and she didn't try and help me at all. She'd laugh and watch my daddy fuck me. She'd even hold me, if I wasn't of a mind to."
"You poor kind," the deputy said and patted the teenage girl's bare thigh.
"Wanna fuck me again?" Julie asked him, a teasing smile on her glistening lips.
"Look, I gotta take you in," the deputy said. "You understand that, don't you? I mean I'm on duty and all, and-"
"Sure, I understand," Julie said and slid down low in the front seat of the police car so that her skirt rode up and the hair between her thighs showed.
"Pull your skirt down, will you please?" the deputy asked her.
"Why? Does it get you hot?" Julie looked and saw the telltale bulge in the young deputy's pants. "Listen you," she said. "I could marry you, and then the court would turn me over to you, put me in your custody or whatever, and we could fuck each other all the time."
"Now you cut that kind of talk out, youngster," the deputy, who was no more than four years older than his girl prisoner, said.
"I've never fucked anybody as good as you," Julie said and kissed the deputy on the neck. "You could drive off to the side road," she said, "and fuck me one more time before they send me back to reform school. You don't even have to take the cuffs off. Just take out your cock and slip it to me."
"You want to marry me just to get out of going back to reform school," the deputy sheriff said. "For no other reason."
"Wanna bet?" Julie asked, and leaned down and gently bit the bulge in the deputy's pants, "Hey! I can't go into the station with a great big hard-on and bring in a young female prisoner that ain't wearing no pants," the deputy said. "They'd think I took your undies off and played stinkfinger on the way down there with you." Cutting the wheel sharply to the right, the deputy drove the patrol car onto a dirt road and up into the woods.
He unzipped his fly and his prick sprang out, big and hard and uncircumcised. Julie, her arms handcuffed behind her back, leaned forward and used her teeth to skin back his foreskin. She gently coated the knob of his cock with saliva. "Wanna put it inside of me?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent "More than anything else in the world," the deputy said and reached for the teenage girl's cunt.
"You'll marry me?" Julie asked, and kept her thighs pressed tightly together.
The deputy's prick stood thick and long, the foreskin revealing the moist, reddish knob. "Let me put it inside, please," the man pleaded.
"Promise you'll marry me?" Julie asked again.
"Okay," the deputy blurted you. "I'll marry you. I'll marry you, just let me-let me-"
"Sure," Julie said and spread her legs wide and put her feet up on the car seat.
The deputy's hand went for her snatch, came out wet, and he took out the keys for the cuffs. Julie turned her back to him to let him unlock the cuffs. "Listen, you won't be sorry," she said. "You marry me and I'll blow you every morning before you go to work. I'll blow you when you come home, and the rest of the time, I'll spread my legs for you, like this." The pretty sixteen-year-old girl spread herself wide.
The man unbuttoned her blouse, took out a tit and bit it gently, while Julie guided his stiff prick into her teenage cunt. While he started to fuck her, Julie took her index finger, slipped it up his ass, and felt for his prostate. When she had located it, she dug her nail into the gland through his rectum, and triggered his spunk.
The young man shouted in surprise and joy as he emptied himself into the young teenager. He kept shooting spurts of spunk into her for two minutes, while her nail pressed his prostate. "Gawd, you're the greatest," he said to the girl. "I've never, never-"
"You're getting hard again," Julie said, "I can feel it." She moved her bare ass on the plastic seat in the front of the black-and-white patrol car.
"It's gonna be all right, baby. Everything's gonna be all right," the deputy said as he started to fuck the pretty, blonde girl again.
Lisa watched the men coming out of the hotel: old men, young men, middle-aged men, and then there was the help. She ignored the latter completely. The others were salesmen, retired men, nondescript men, and idle men. None of them would do. They didn't have enough money. In brief shorts and a halter top that left her midriff bare, the fifteen-year-old girl slowly paraded her stuff. Chest out to make her titties stand up and out, and swinging her hips to call attention to her best feature, a gorgeous, beautifully rounded ass, Lisa strutted.
Men looked at her, some winked, others made remarks. Lisa ignored them, and turned away. From time to time she yawned. She watched the men getting into then: cars. Here were four that had a brand-new sedan. But four men just wouldn't do. If some eligible guy didn't come along soon, the damn sheriff's guys would probably spot her, pick her up and send her back to reform school, the same way they had treated Julie. Lisa figured maybe she'd better try her luck with truckdrivers, although they sure as shooting didn't have the kind of money that she was after.
She started down the street, away from the hotel, when she spotted him. He was about fifty-five, silver hair, distinguished-looking, and his clothes were expensive. Lisa knew about men's clothes and how to spot winners and avoid losers. This guy was definitely one of the winners of the world. He had the bellman drive his car up for him, tipped with a couple of bills, and was about to get into the new, sporty, luxury car, when Lisa caught his eye. He seemed to lose his cool self-possession when he took in the scantily dressed teenage girl, but recovered quickly and slid into his car. The engine purred to life, and he was about to pull away from the curb, when Lisa sauntered over and casually asked him if he was going out of town.
"As a matter of fact, I am," he said. "But why are you asking me?"
"Because I need a ride out of this town, mister," Lisa said. "Want some company?"
"How old are you?" the man asked skeptically.
"Old enough," Lisa said, and walked around the front of the car, opened the door and slipped in beside the man. He cleared his throat as she sat up close to him, and glanced down at her bare leg. "You like my legs?" Lisa asked him and stretched them out stiff.
The man drove off. He drove down the highway, letting Lisa chatter about how she was looking for a guy with money to get away from the boring town, and how when she found a guy like that, there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for him.
"Anything?" The guy asked.
"Anything," Lisa assured him. "Why? What have you got in mind?"
The guy cleared his throat. "Ever posed for any photos?"
"You mean nude?" Lisa asked back. "Well, yes, now that you mention it."
"Yeah," Lisa said and licked her lower lip. "I did that for a while. Beaver shots and all."
The guy grew red. "Any-uh-films?" he asked her.
"Yeah, I had a bit part in some fuck film," Lisa said. "Why, are you a movie producer, mister?"
"Ah, well, not, not exactly," the old guy said. "But I am what you call a very keen amateur photographer and cinematographer. An-ah-serious devotee of the film arts."
"Sounds real neat," Lisa said. "Is that your line of work? Because I'm thinking of taking up acting and stuff."
"Uh, that's great, heh, heh, I mean, I'm in business, but I'm thinking of devoting more and more of my time to photo and movie work. And sooner or later-who knows?-I may need a sexy little actress like you."
"Listen, mister, I can show you how good I am in front of a camera," Lisa said.
"Good, good," the man said. "I can give you an audition right now. Just say the word."
"You mean right here? On the road?" Lisa asked, "No, of course not. But I've got a place-uh- about half an hour from here. Want to come and try your luck?"
"I'm game," Lisa said.
Half an hour later, the car pulled up before a large, secluded estate house. "Wow," Lisa said. "Is that yours?"
The guy nodded. "It's one of the places I own," he said.
Lisa knew she had hit the jackpot. "You mean you've got more places like this?" she asked him.
"Not like this, but I've got-oh, about six or seven-in a couple of cities, and then in Europe." The man led her to the front door.
"You got a wife?" Lisa asked bluntly.
The guy shook his head. "Never got around to that," he said.
He took Lisa upstairs, letting the fifteen-year-old girl lead the way, and she knew he was getting a good eyeful of her girlish ass. On the second floor, the guy had a complete, professional photographer's studio. He flicked on a couple of floodlights. "Now, if you will," he said.
Lisa hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, popped the snaps, and pulled them down. She turned her back on the guy, giving him a good eyeful of naked ass, while his camera whirred and clicked, whirred and clicked, as he took pictures of her. He used strobes as he photographed the half-nude teenager, who spread her buttocks apart for him, and even knelt down to give him a full rear view of her split beaver, bunghole, and ass.
"Listen, you got the job," the guy said to Lisa as he loaded his motion picture camera.
"What job?" Lisa asked.
"I need a full-time model," the guy said. "I take an awful lot of pictures here-only for my own amusement," he said.
"What do you do with them? The pictures?" Lisa asked innocently.
The man grew red and stammered something about art and the beauty of the female form. But Lisa would not let him off that easily. She wanted to see some of the films he had taken, and the guy finally could not resist her begging. He pressed a button so that a screen came down from the ceiling, and pulling up two chairs, he set up a projector, loaded it, and after switching off the lights, started screening.
His films were of girls. It was always the same treatment. A girl, a waitress in one film for instance, would appear, smile, and start to strip. When she had her snatch bare, she would spread it and show pink, moist flesh. Then there were the ass shots, and finally the girl would masturbate herself to a twitching climax.
As the guy watched, he seemed to get more and more excited. He licked his lips, breathed funny, and when Lisa put out an exploratory hand on his lap, she found that he was hard as a rock. Lisa did not waste any time. She unzipped the guy, took out his stiff penis, and mouthed it. She gave him gentle, warm head. She licked him and sucked him until he grabbed her hair and called her his little niece and then shot a big load of spunk into her mouth.
After she got him hard again, Lisa guided the guy's prick into her snatch and let him fuck her. He had some trouble getting off, but Lisa knew how to fix that with a stiff finger up his ass pressing on the prostate.
An hour later, she had the guy eating her cunt, slurping away, telling her that he hadn't been able to get off with a live girl for over five years, and that she was the first one who had been able to do it, and twice at that.
Julie let him suck her cunt while she gave more head, and brought the guy to a roaring come for a third time. She slept with the guy that night, and in the morning, sitting on the edge of the bed, a naked fifteen-year-old girl-and a damned pretty one at that-on his lap, the guy cupped Lisa's hind-cheeks and begged her to stay with him.
The girl smiled mysteriously without giving him an answer. Then her slim, cool fingers rolled his prick against her soft palm until it was hard enough for him to fuck. She straddled the silver-haired man and rode his prick, letting him see it as it slid in and out of her pussy. When the guy popped his nuts and chewed on the teenager's breasts, the girl said, "I think I'll stay for a while."
Overjoyed, the nice, grandfatherly gentleman pulled her ass-cheeks apart and licked her cunt and bung until she came with a genuine shout of raw lust.
CHAPTER NINE
Herb watched Aunt Dee putting away the groceries. She was wearing a thin, silky, brown dress that showed off her ass to full advantage. Under the chocolate brown material, the big globes of ass-flesh trembled, contracted as she reached up high into a cupboard, and rubbed against each other when she walked. The rich color complemented her fair skin, dark hair, and green eyes. Unaware that her fifteen-year-old nephew was watching her body as it moved, the attractive woman leaned over to pick up a brown paper bag, and Herb could see down the front of her dress, her full and juicy-looking boobs. As he looked at this woman, who was his aunt, his mother's young sister, the boy still could not believe that not only had he fucked this self-possessed woman, but he had seen her bare-assed naked, taking on a whole troop of horny Boy Scouts. She had spread her full thighs for them, revealed her black-haired beaver and the split, ripe, fruit-like cunt.
Aunt Dee kicked off her shoes and stepped on a stool to put away a can of coffee. As she rose oil her tiptoes, Herb watched her skirt ride up above her knees while the muscles in her calves tightened and accentuated the sexiness of her woman's legs. When next, the twenty-nine-year-old woman, who was his aunt, bent, her ass held out towards him, Herb's pecker had grown stiff with longing. He wanted to screw this lovely, grown-up woman. A week ago, if he had seen a beautiful woman like Aunt Dee and gotten hard from looking at her body, Herb would have only one source of relief: jerking off. He would have run into the bathroom and, while thinking about the woman naked and how it would feel to fuck her, he would have rubbed his stiff prick until the spunk came. Now, Herb knew that he did not have to toss himself off to get rid of his hard-on. He could stick it into the beautiful, mature woman, into her cunt or even into her hot, tight, asshole between those powerful fat ass-cheeks of hers, and ride her until he spunked inside of her.
Herb got up from the kitchen chair, his prick hard with lust, walked over to his stooping aunt, raised the hem of her chocolate-brown dress until he could see the bottom of those delicious-looking ass-cheeks-bare, because the woman wasn't wearing any underwear. Wisps of coarse, black hair stuck out from between the softly rounded fleshy, cheeks. Herb put his hand between the globes of flesh, feeling the warmth as his fingers probed for the fat, hairy rolls of cunt-flesh. He found her split quim and ran his fingers along the warm, wet groove.
"Herbie, stop it now, will you?" Aunt Dee chided him, but her protests were half-hearted. Herb stroked his aunt's cunt, while her naked asshole was pressed against his wrist. His prick was fully erect now, leaking those first few drops of clear, sticky liquid, ready for fucking a female.
"You're nice and wet, Aunt Dee," he told her. "You're as ready to fuck as I am. He ran his free hand under her skirt and over the naked cheeks of her ass. He felt the lovely, smooth woman-flesh with one hand, while his other slid along the groove of his young aunt's cunt, feeling for her clit.
"Herbie! The groceries!" the beautiful woman protested, as her nephew found the pea-sized nub, sensitive to his touch. He frigged her clit, knowing that this would arouse her until she just had to have cock or lose her mind.
The woman started rotating her magnificent ass, while her young nephew worked her up. Her cunt leaked, drooling the lubricating fluid that meant a woman was set to take on a stiff prick.
Working away at her cunt with one hand, the fifteen-year-old boy left off feeling his young aunt's marvelous, naked ass, and reached under, unbuttoned her dress down to her waist and let her naked tits dangle into his palm. By playing with her nipples, tits, and clit, the boy had the mature woman in a state of sexual readiness. Reaching behind her, the lovely woman unzipped the boy's pants and took out his hard prick.
"Give it to me, Herbie," she said in a husky voice.
Herb bent his knees a bit, while his aunt stood on her toes, legs slightly apart, bent at the knees, pelvis backthrust, back arched at the waist, so that he could slide his hard cock into the warm, wet sheath of her womanhood-her cunt. From behind, the fifteen-year-old boy stuck his stiff prick into his aunt's hot quim.
"Jeez that feels good, Herbie," the woman said.
"I know, Aunt Dee," the boy said. "There's nothing that feels as good as fucking." He gave her a few thrusts. "Unless it's more fucking." He started in on her. The unmistakable smell of a mature woman at the peak of sexual arousal wafted, up from her back-pouched quim as the boy's prick, glistening with her cunt-juice, went in and out, making a squishy sound.
The size of her ass kept Herb from penetrating as deeply as he wanted, and he threw himself against the fleshy cushions of her ass with every one of his thrusts, so that the woman had to hold on to the kitchen counter to keep from being thrown on her face. Finally, keeping his prick moving hi and out of her wet snatch, the woman lowered herself by bending her knees and her fucking nephew followed suit. Together they fell forward, she flat on her belly, legs apart, ass up, while the boy kept fucking. Viciously, the fifteen-year-old boy fucked his aunt's naked ass, feeling the globes of flesh against his naked hips and thighs. The woman stuck her ass up higher so that she could get more prick in with every thrust.
"Harder, harder," the woman pleaded with the boy. "I'm nearly there, Herbie. Come on! Split me open! That's it! Give it to me. Give it to me-Arrgh!" His aunt moaned and bucked her ass as she got off.
Without missing a stroke, Herb kept on fucking her. She was better, if anything, since her gang-banging by the Boy Scout troop. Having lam naked while boys fucked her one after another, then-companions looking on, had removed all inhibitions from the ripe woman. She wanted-she demanded-sexual gratification from her fucker.
Herb, for his part, had learned to control his spunk. He could hold back and give a cunt the reaming it deserved. He could give a woman pleasure and make her lose her senses as she came, crying out in her lust, her cunt-flesh twitching with the spasms of the female orgasm.
After getting herself off, Aunt Dee turned over on her back and grabbed Herb's still-hard prick and put it back inside herself again. The twenty-nine-year-old woman was now lying on her back, her knees drawn up, her dress bunched up above her waist, while between her naked thighs, her fifteen-year-old nephew was rendering her stud service. Aunt Dee raised her naked legs up as she ground her hips and slowly drew the hot sperm from her nephew's balls.
Herb gave a hoarse cry and let go. He felt his spunk erupt and flood his aunt's inner belly. With the image of her lying there, naked from the waist down, bared just for him to gain access to her secret flesh, her juicy cunt, Herb emptied his nuts completely into his aunt's cunt hole.
"You're the best," Herb told his aunt a few minutes later, while he dried his prick on a dish towel. "I mean there couldn't be any other woman or girl better than you, Aunt Dee."
His aunt was wiping between her legs with another kitchen towel, and Herb watched her thick growth of cunt-hair, black and coarse, against the "white linen.
"Herbie," she said, "you were my first lover. And nothing can ever change that. You're a wonderful boy, and I'll spread for you anytime, but Herbie, I'm going to have to try some men. I've never fucked a grown-up man, do you know that, Herbie? Now don't you look so downcast, Herbie. You're only fifteen, and a boy. A very mature boy and a wonderful sex partner. But Herbie, in the long run, it might be better if you tried fucking some girls your own age."
"I did, Aunt Dee-Julie and Lisa-but let me tell you, you're the best, Aunt Dee. When I fuck you, I never want it to stop."
"I'm flattered, Herbie," Aunt Dee said and tugged her chocolate brown skirt down over her naked ass and belly. "But your parents are coming back tonight, and you're going home with them. You may want to visit me once or twice a month, and maybe we'll have a good fuck once in a while." She stroked his hair. "But Herbie, I don't want you to be jealous. I can't be exclusively yours. It's high time, I tried it with a man."
Three days later, Aunt Dee was sorry that she had ever said those things to her young nephew Herb. Since he had left, she hadn't as much as seen a boy's, let alone a man's, cock. And she was aching to have somebody fuck her. She sat on the sofa in her living room and fingered her clit. She had frigged herself to orgasm at least a dozen times since her nephew had gone back home. It was no good, she thought, as she put her bare feet up on the couch, spread her thighs, and used her finger on her clit. She rubbed the little nub while she thought of men's cocks, all big, all swollen with hard-ons, all belonging to men just dying to get them into her hot, twitchy twat. It was no good-she needed more than her finger now, she needed more than the candle that lay forgotten upstairs in her dresser drawer, a poor substitute for the real thing. A few times, she had tried to pick up a man, but the ones she had seen had done nothing for her. Almost crying in frustration, she pulled her dress back down and thought about a hot tub-bath, when the front doorbell rang.
Standing on the front stoop was a young man in the greenish-khaki uniform of the Boy Scouts. He wore long pants and had a green tie instead of the neckerchief the boys all wore. "Hello, ma'am," he said haltingly. "I'm Bob Shepherd, Herb's Scoutmaster. May I come in?"
Aunt Dee hoped that he couldn't smell her finger. She wore a green dress to match her eyes, and it set off her fair skin and dark hair to advantage as as had the chocolate brown one. She was barefoot, and that made her feel vulnerable, and she rubbed one bare foot with the toes of the other.
"May I?" the young man repeated. "Or if you prefer, we could, of course, talk right here-"
"Of course, come in, come in," Aunt Dee said. Looking down at the young Scoutmaster's crotch, she opened the door wide to him. He seemed to have a nice fat and long cock from what she could tell by the bulge running down the inside of his left thigh. His ass was small and muscular, Aunt Dee noted, as he went across the room. "What can I do for you Mr.-ah-Sheppers?"
"Shepherd," the youthful Scoutmaster corrected her. "This is sort of awkward for me, ma'am," he said. "You see there've been complaints-some of the parents of the boys in our troop."
"Complaints?" Aunt Dee repeated. She tucked her legs up on the sofa, knowing that she was showing a lot of bare thigh, and that her legs were good. "What kind of complaints, Mr. Shepherd?"
The young man sighed. "Well for one, there are reports that a couple of girls, one of them your niece, I believe, tried to be forward with our boys. Now, we try and discourage any sort of unclean thoughts among the boys. In that way, we hope to eliminate-ah-self-abuse."
"Self-what?" Aunt Dee asked, although she knew very well that the young man was talking about the boys jerking off.
"Ah, masturbation," the Scoutmaster said.
"What have a bunch of little boys pulling their puds have to do with me?" Aunt Dee asked.
The young man blushed at her language. "To be frank ma'am, there were some of the boys who told their parents that you let them-ah-take certain liberties with your-ah-person."
"You mean that I let them feel me up?" Aunt Dee asked.
"I believe that was what they were referring to. I cannot believe that you would have allowed it to go any further."
"You know, you're not bad-looking," Aunt Dee said. "Not bad-looking at all.
"Ma'am?" the Scoutmaster stammered.
Aunt Dee got up from her sofa and walked over toward the Scoutmaster. She moved her body sensuously, seeing his eyes on her bra-less tits. When she got right up to him, she squatted down, keeping her bare knees together, but knowing that the hem of her dress fell away from her ass and thighs, and that the man, if he cared to look, would see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. She took up his limp hand in her own and put it palm out on her right breast.
"Ma'am," the Scoutmaster said and had trouble swallowing. "Ma'am, you're the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen."
Aunt Dee put the Scoutmaster's hand inside of her dress and let him feel bare tit. She watched with pleasure as his pants began to tent. In another five minutes, she'd have this succulent young man fucking her. Reaching out, the woman unzipped the young Scoutmaster's fly and took out his swelling prick. It was a nice big one, and Aunt Dee kissed it and started to mouth it, while the Scoutmaster began to breathe hard and, although feeling her tit, said*, "Ma'am, please."
"Come on," Aunt Dee said to him, "let's clean your plumbing out."
"Ma'am, I respect you," the Scoutmaster said.
"Don't tell me you're a virgin?" Aunt Dee asked him and then bent back to sucking his stiff prick.
"No ma'am," the Scoutmaster said. "But you're the mother of one of my boys-"
"Aunt," she said. "I'm not Herbie's mother, only his aunt."
"Oh, that's better then," the Scoutmaster said and looked down at the beautiful woman who was licking and sucking his cock.
"Come on down on the floor with me," Aunt Dee said and pulled the young Scoutmaster out of his chair by his hands and on top of her lush body.
She let him lie against her until she felt his pecker twitching, then she extricated herself, rolled the young man over on his back, undid his belt, and pulled off his trousers and underpants. He had a luscious pair of big balls under his thick prick. Aunt Dee knelt and mouthed it again. When she could taste his first juice in her mouth, she shifted around until her knees were one at either side of his head, so that the youthful Scoutmaster could see and smell her cunt. She pulled up her dress, high, before taking his stiff prick into both hands again and sucking it with a vengeance.
"Oh, god that's good!" the young man cried out, and found that the woman was lowering her body, her hairy, strong-smelling snatch for him to eat. The Scoutmaster had eaten cunt before, but none as delicious as Aunt Dee's. This woman's box was something special. Of course it wasn't the gash alone, it was the idea of seeing this lovely woman's cunt bare and lubricating, ready for prick. The Scoutmaster ran his tongue along the groove of Aunt Dee's cunt, and she started to move her nice, full hips with passion.
Eating a man, Aunt Dee found, was different from eating a boy. The man smelled stronger, a pungent scent came to her nostrils from the young man's balls. Then there were the hairy legs and ass and the beard stubble that prickled her cunt as the young man sucked her sex box.
Even as she blew him, bringing his dick to the full stiffness necessary for good fucking, Aunt Dee knew that this would be a superb fuck. She could hardly restrain herself. She wanted to take the young man's prick inside of herself, let it love her and rub her until it erupted. In wonder, Aunt Dee looked at the big balls-those were man's balls-and suddenly Aunt Dee learned that she was dealing with a man this time, not an inexperienced boy.
The Scoutmaster reached up and pulled the woman's big buttocks apart. Then, pressing his face into the intimate flesh of her crotch, he started to drink in great mouthfuls of her cunt liquids. When he was ready to fuck, he upended the woman, keeping her dress high, laid her on her back, and knelt between her legs. He felt her breasts up until she began to moan, then slowly but relentlessly he entered her. His prick slid in between the pink, fleshy petals of her cunt lips, and up her snatch.
Aunt Dee humped.
She wanted cock, and this was it! She moved her powerful ass, and the Scoutmaster knew that he was getting fucked. He knew that this was a woman whose ass he was cutting. Slowly, he fucked her with all the expertise he could muster from having screwed about two dozen girls and women. He was going to make her pop her ovaries off, and more than once!
The woman embraced him, bit his ear, called him "lover" and drove him wild with her lust. She fucked as if she hadn't had cock for years! But he knew that a good-looking woman such as this must have had plenty of pricks shoved up her.
Aunt Dee opened herself up, shamelessly, she spread herself wide to let this young man taste the full fire and .sweetness of her womanhood. Her twat, her belly, her asshole, the entire groin, pelvis, and crotch were swollen with lust, as she took on a man for the first time in her life. Aunt Dee enjoyed the feel of his body on hers, the strength of his prick as it stretched the elastic lining of her cunt-sheath, as it made her feel so completely a woman. She moved her big ass, giving the man fucking her as much pleasure as she could, and getting all she could out of this-the best piece of man's tail, any woman could ever dream of having. Crying out her delight, Aunt Dee got off, feeling her pelvis pop with the spasms and flashes of a good, full come.
This was different from the many small comes she had gotten when the Boy Scouts had gang-fucked her, it was different from the nice orgasms that she had experienced with Herbie. This was deeper, fuller, more lasting. She howled her lust out as the Scoutmaster caught her fever and let his prick spurt cum. As Aunt Dee clutched him with her magnificent legs, her ankles crossed in the small of the young man's back, and she received the love spunk of a man only seven years younger than she was.
"All of it, lover," she urged, humping while the Scoutmaster kept pumping his cum into her.
As she stretched languorously after the best fuck she had ever had, Aunt Dee knew that this young man was going to service her often and fully.
Briefly, she wondered if Herbie had found a girl to give him what he needed yet.
CHAPTER TEN
Herb watched his prick grow bigger under the warm spray of the shower. When it was semi-hard, he started to beat it. All the time that he was stroking himself off, he thought of girls, older girls, and women, like Aunt Dee. He thought of Aunt Dee putting out for Shepherd, his Scoutmaster, and became jealous. The Scoutmaster had a terrific collection of fuck magazines and books. They showed men and women doing it in all sorts of positions, and he probably was teaching Aunt Dee some of these kinky things. Herb wanted to fuck, he didn't want to have to beat off like this. He felt ashamed and disgusted with himself. Just a few days ago, he had had all the ass that he could handle: Aunt Dee of course, and then there had been Julie and Lisa. But now, he had only his fist to give him relief. Aunt Dee was into men. He'd seen her downtown a couple of times with some real old guys, guys with grey hair and all-that was when she wasn't running around with that horny Scoutmaster. Herb wished that Julie had stayed in-town, over at Aunt Dee's. The blonde had been a good piece of tail-not as good as Aunt Dee maybe-but she had always been good for a quick fuck to take the edge off his rut. Then there had been Lisa, who had a lovely little ass that wouldn't stop. Well they were both back in reform school now. Julie had been picked up a couple of days ago, and he'd heard only yesterday how Lisa had been found about a hundred miles away, on the highway, standing by an expensive car with a guy behind the wheel who was dead-heart attack, they said. Lisa had been taken in by the state police, and it was just a matter of minutes until it became known that she was wanted for escaping from reform school.
Herb let the warm water caress his dick, closed his eyes and thought of a girl, a lovely girl, a few years older than he was. The kind of girl who never gave him a tumble. He thought of such a girl, naked and spreading her legs for him, and his hands started to stroke faster and faster, when-
"Herbie! Herbie!" It was his mother.
Damn! He couldn't even get himself off in the darned shower any more.
"Herbie, I need you to go over to the market for me, hurry up," his mother said through the door.
The store! There was nothing more boring than the damned store. And soon it would be back to school and the same stupid routine. Herb finished showering and dried himself. He would run away, first chance he had. Go somewhere where he could get ass whenever he needed it. He put on his underwear and went to his room to dress.
Twenty minutes or so later, over at the supermarket, Herb was buying a pound of hamburger, when somebody behind him said, "I wish I knew how to make good stew."
Herb turned and saw this girl: long, dark hair, nicely fitting jeans, boobs that would make good handfuls. She must have been talking to somebody, a husband or boyfriend or another girl. She was about twenty-two or so, Herb figured, nice ass, nice legs from what he could tell through the jeans.
"I do so hate eating hamburger every day, don't you?" the girl said.
Herb looked around, and there was nobody there at the meat counter but he and the girl.
"I don't like hamburger much either," he said, "but my mom-" he shrugged.
The girl gave him a warm smile. "I know how it is," she said.
"Listen," Herb said, "I've got this recipe for stew, from the Scouts, and it's real good, if you'd like, I could-"
"Sure," the girl said, opened her purse and took out a small pad and a pencil. "Would you mind?"
Herb wrote the Scout recipe for stew down for her. When he gave the pencil and pad back to her, his fingers touched hers and she gave him another encouraging smile. "Well, thank you," she said and wheeled her carriage away.
At the checkout stand, he bumped into the girl once more. Again, she smiled, and Herb asked casually, "I could cook that stew for you, you know. That is if you want me to."
"I'd love that," the girl said.
Herb followed her outside and found that she had a neat sports car. She drove a few blocks to a nice apartment house, and they went upstairs.
Herb prepared the stew, put it on the fire, and found the girl in the living room.
"By the way," the girl said, "my name's Penny."
Herb introduced himself. "That stew'll take another couple of hours," he said. "I guess I better go now."
"You don't have to," the girl said.
"Then I won't," Herb said. "What would you like to do?"
The girl looked him up and down. "I don't know. Any suggestions?"
"Well, depends on what you like," Herb said. "You like to fuck?"
"Yeah," the girl said, "but I'm really into multiple orgasms, and I find that most guys can't do me enough to give me more than three."
"What guys have you been doing it with?" Herb asked.
"Oh, just guys and a couple of profs over at State College. I'm a senior there."
"I can get you off six, seven times easy," Herb bragged.
"You think so?" Penny seemed interested.
"I know so," Herb said. "I was going with this twenty-nine-year-old woman, and I had her popping off like a machine gun."
"I bet you never even had a piece of ass," Penny said. "But I'm ready to call your bluff." She stood up, unsnapped her jeans, took them down and off, and peeled her bikini pants off a lovely pair of legs.
Herb stared in disbelief. Here was a twenty-two-year-old college girl taking her pants off for him to screw her! And she was real knockout too! Nice, almost flat belly, neat triangular bush, and she had stripped down for him to fuck her! Herb let his own pants drop, revealing a steadily growing hard-on.
"Not bad," the girl said, looking down at Herb's dick with interest. "Not bad at all."
He pulled his undershorts off, went over to the girl, put his arms around her and kissed her. Her tongue went immediately into his mouth, and he meshed tongues with her, smelling her clean, sweet scent. His naked thighs touched hers, and their bellies were pressed together. His hard 'prick was shoved tightly against the girl's coarse-haired beaver.
Herb put his hand under her sleeveless top and found a bare boob. He felt her up, while he kissed her.
"Want to fuck me?" she whispered in his ear.
"I'm going to," Herb said and ran his hands over her bare ass. It was firm and nicely rounded, a lovely college-girl kind of ass. Herb went for her cunt. It was small and neat, very wet, and smelled sweet but raunchy. Herb guided her over to the couch, pushed her backwards until she was lying on it. He had no trouble getting her legs apart. She spread for him, and examined her cunt, and then slowly stuck his prick into her.
She was a hot one all right. As soon as she felt dick, she went sort of crazy, out of control, and started to fuck him. The temperature inside of her cunt was hot, Herb felt, and he ground his hips down on hers as he gave her his full eight-and-a-half inches of meat.
He fucked her well and expertly, and after a couple of minutes, she screamed and came, hugging him, and calling him her lover. Herb kept fucking her, feeling her ass, cupping both her cheeks so that he could push her naked hips against himself while he rammed his meat into her. She smelled so good and felt so good on his prick that Herb forgot about all the other girls and women he had fucked or wanted to fuck. He just wanted to fuck Penny, and he was doing that, and she came again, screeching and clawing his back. Herb kissed her and felt her up and kept right on fucking her until she popped off again.
"My god," she smiled up at him, tears in her eyes. "I'm never letting you go, young man. Can you come up here and give it to me like this every night?"
"I'll give you as much fucking as you want and as you need," Herb promised.
"You're so young," Penny said, "I mean, and you can keep it up so long."
"I can get it up again real fast after I come," Herb boasted. "I mean with a girl like you it isn't difficult. You're the hottest, the sexiest girl I've ever met."
He kept right on fucking her, while she put her legs up around his neck and crossed her ankles at his nape. He could get way up inside of her that way, and he did and she started to cry out with joy as she came again.
Herb brought her to another climax with powerful strokes that rattled her teeth. This tune, he waited until she shrieked out, then he flooded her womb with his hot spunk, pumping spurt after spurt into the screaming girl.
"Listen," Penny said afterwards as she played with his balls to get him ready for another fuck. "Promise one thing."
"Anything," Herb said, his prick getting hard again in the college girl's caressing hand.
"Don't jack yourself off, Herb. I want you to save every drop for me."
"That's a promise," Herb said, and pushed the college girl onto her back. "I just hope you can take all that I can give you." He spread her cunt open and inserted his cock into her warm, wet cunt canal.
"I can take whatever you got," Penny said and began to return his fuck thrusts. "Just don't stop. Don't ever stop."
Herb thought that if there were a heaven, he must be in it. He popped his nuts off just as Penny came again. His prick barely went down. He kept on fucking the sexy college girl until he was rock-hard again. When she came off, he spurted spunk into her again. He filled her full of his juice as she went into her ecstasy.
He was still fucking her, carrying her into the kitchen five minutes later, holding her up by the ass-cheeks while she straddled him and rode his prick. He could fuck her while he cooked, while he ate, and while he slept.
Herb added water to the stew, covered it again, and laid Penny out on the kitchen table. Then he got on top of her, put his prick back into her willing cunt and fucked her to another screaming climax. He gave her three more before he shot his own nuts off again. He was still fucking her when the stew was done, and Penny begged him to stop so they could eat.
