Incest is one of the most ancient taboos according to everything we can learn about the past. Further, in almost every culture, there has been a taboo or a law against some degree or other of incest. Webster defines incest as "sexual intercourse between persons so closely related that they are forbidden by law to marry." Nonetheless, in one historical culture, the law (or custom) forbids the marriage of two people with the same last name, even though they are very distantly related, while in another culture, marriage between any two people, however closely related, was not forbidden. In the United States today, marriage is forbidden between grandparents and grandchildren, aunts/uncles and nephews/nieces, brothers and sisters, and parents and children. In some states - but not all - marriage is also forbidden between first cousins (and, in one state, between fourth cousins).
The anthropologist Sir James G. Frazer believed that there was no natural aversion to incest, and that laws against it were therefore necessary in order to prohibit it. And yet, despite the laws, incest occurs. Sometimes it comes to the attention of authorities, but psychologists generally believe that more often than not, it escapes public attention. It may be noted that the sexologists, William H. Masters and Virginia E. Johnson, have even included a question on incest in their questionnaire to be answered by prospective clients, indicating that it is not all that unusual.
Rick Jannsen, in his latest novel, A Mother's Dare, depicts a family where incest comes to play a prominent and accepted role. Despite some misgivings, Mildred Carter eventually finds herself a willing participant in relations with her own son, Mike. Further, there are incestuous relations between her two children, Mike and Polly, and finally between Polly and her step-father, Millie's second husband, Ralph Carter. Add to these the relations between fifteen year old Ellen Patterson and Mike, Ralph, and in the end her brother, Jeff, and the relations between Jeff and Polly, and later, Jeff and Millie, and the complexities become intense.
The perceptive reader will be struck by the ease with which the various characters adjust to each new relationship. True, Mike has momentary doubts about his encounter with his sister, Polly, and Ralph worries for a day or so about the legal implications of his accidental relationship with his step-daughter. And both Ralph and Millie fret a little about having physical contact with the teenagers, Ellen and Jeff - but their misgivings are quickly allayed. In the final pages, the author depicts a very contented family.
However, it is the very lack of guilt and worry which makes this particular family so edifying to the reader, for there are in reality rare families with just this lack of awareness of the general consequences of their actions. The lack of apprehension of consequences is not all that unusual among members of our contemporary society; what is unusual is that the lack of apprehension and insight concerns incest in this specific instance.
Rick Jannsen has ended A Mother's Dare on an idyllic note, but the reader will rightly suspect that this familial happiness is temporary and illusory. First, there is the constant possibility of discovery. Not very many neighbors will accept the fact of this family's incest as casually as the Patterson children did. (And they, of course, have their own incestuous relationship.) Second, both Mike and Polly - as well as Ralph and Millie - will undoubtedly run across other people with whom they will wish to have sexual relations, and it is very unlikely this will not cause some problems. Finally, Mike and Polly will one day wish their own marriages. And how much more difficult it will be for them to break away from the seeming security of this incestuous family relationship to form any sort of lasting bond with other people.
Nonetheless, the author presents to the reader an educational glimpse into the lives of one type of modern family. The reader may well benefit from this novel in gaining material for thought and some insight into the structure of the society in which he lives. We, the publishers, feel sure that the mature adult reader will welcome the novel of contemporary mores.
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Chapter 1
Millie Carter was not even used to her new name, and here she was, honeymooning in the middle of the sea, swimming in a luxurious pool. She liked the feel of the water against her body, and the pressure and friction as she swam underwater caused her nipples to tauten.
What a glorious ending to what could have been a sorry tale, she reflected as she clung to the side of the pool. It could have been a story of drudgery and defeat, an old story of a woman with two children, who had lost her husband and was alone in a strange land.
The raven-haired woman was aroused by the cool water and by the thought of how much she really loved Ralph Carter, and she didn't want to get out of the pool to reveal her aroused state to others. She wanted to keep their world private for a while.
She looked about her at the other people at the pool, and she smiled as she saw the younger crowd frolicking. She hadn't suspected there would be young people on such an elegant liner simply because of the high cost of the trip. She liked young people, although she didn't approve of a lot of the militancy. She liked to see them stand up for their beliefs, for one day soon, children like her Mike and Polly would be running the country, and she thought they were pretty solid.
She submerged again, staying under the water as long as she could, pondering the strangeness of being in a swimming pool in the middle of the Caribbean. She concentrated on the total experience - the sound of the propellers she was sure she could hear, the way the sun looked on the water's surface from a submerged position, the sounds of the water splashing against the sides of the pool, and the bubbly pattern that followed her body through the water. It felt as if she were suspended in space, with the sun in the wrong place, and the whole world topsy-turvy.
A boat trip back to America was really something, she thought. And to think that when Ralph, her new husband, had first proposed the idea of sailing back for their honeymoon, she had been reluctant. She had never liked the ocean ... or at least ... she thought she didn't. It had always seemed frightening, but now it had become friendly and kind.
The dark-haired mother was so anxious to see her kids. It had been four years now, and she had wanted to fly, to speed the reunion, but Ralph had been right ... the boat trip was a wonderful change after the confusion and turmoil of the past few months.
Tom's death hadn't come as a complete surprise. He'd been ill for months, and Millie blamed it on the living conditions in Saudi Arabia. He was only forty, five years older than Millie, but he stubbornly refused to admit that the desert, and the hectic life of an equipment engineer and parts supplier was bad for him.
As soon as she had gathered her wits, she had sold his parts franchise, at a big loss, and it had been Ralph Carter who had saved her from total disaster. He was an old hand at dealing with the Arabs and with greedy Americans, and he had been on a trip to the vast desert oil fields, to interest the Arabs in some new equipment he'd invented, when they met. Ralph had known her husband slightly, and had paid his respects upon his death. When he saw how frustrated she was, he stuck around to lend a helping hand, and as the weeks passed, they had fallen in love.
Millie felt relaxed with him, and she enjoyed some happy moments in his company, but more important, she came to respect and to care for him deeply. Yet, during the weeks they spent together, she hadn't looked upon him as a romantic interest. He was a good, strong, smart, reliable friend, and it had come as a complete surprise when Ralph had suddenly proposed marriage to her.
It was too soon, she told herself. She had to have the children in on an important decision such as this was. But ... here she was on her honeymoon with Ralph Carter, and she was happier than she'd ever been in her life.
She came to the surface and waved to her new husband, who sat in a deck chair talking to a steward who had brought him a drink. He missed the wave, so Millie chose to observe him off-guard, loving every move of her tall dark husband.
Ralph Carter was 38 and had never married before. He was like a wild lion, yet, like a wise old owl. He was a man who knew what he wanted and fought tooth and nail to attain it. He had surprised her when he mentioned his country home nestled by a lake in California, and how wonderful it would be for Millie and her children. He didn't look or talk like a homebody, but as the conversation deepened, she found that his big dream was of a wife and kids. So, when he had proposed, she hadn't been able to resist his charm and wit, to say nothing of his solidarity as a human being, and they had been wed the day before they boarded the ship.
The raven-haired newlywed finally caught his attention and waved for him to join her. She watched proudly as he strode to the pool's edge, his tanned, muscular body gleaming in the sunlight, and he dove into the water, heading for Millie. He stayed underwater and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her under, kissing her on every part of her body he could reach. She ran out of breath and pushed off the bottom, as he followed her to the surface.
"You nut ..." she gasped, giggling. "Do you have to let everyone know that we're honeymooners? There are a lot of people watching!"
She was blushing, and Ralph laughed loudly, attracting even more attention from those beside the pool.
"Let 'em watch! You think they haven't seen two people in love before!" He splashed water into her face, chuckling as she tried to dodge it. "We're married! We can do anything we please!"
Millie saw the smiles of several poolsiders, and she had to laugh in spite of her vague embarrassment. He was so like a little boy, at times ... so like Mike ... and she was the luckiest woman aboard the huge ship to have a man like this so crazy about her. She swam away, but he chased her, feeling her buttocks and breasts without caring what the onlookers thought.
He pulled her under again, running his hand up between her thighs, grabbing at her pussy. He could feel the form of the lips of the hair-covered cunt through her thin bikini, and he propelled them both to the surface with strong strokes.
"Let's get out of here before the bulge in my trunks gets any bigger!" he gasped, his eyes gleaming. "You're making me get in the mood, Millie! "
The dark-haired woman climbed out and ran to the deck chair and wrapped a towel around herself, glancing furtively at the growing bulge in the front of Ralph's trunks. He ran over and wrapped a towel around his waist and took her elbow.
"Let's got to our stateroom," he said, winking lewdly.
They were both aware of the snide smiles of several of the onlookers, for the word had spread rapidly that they were on their honeymoon.
Ralph lapped up the attention, and he chuckled as he saw that Mildred was blushing. He was an outgoing type, and he saw a little humor in almost all situations. To show off, he slid his hand down and let it rest on her undulating buttocks, his smile devilish as her blush deepened.
"Don't!" Millie said in a loud whisper, although she was secretly pleased and a little turned-on by the feel of his hand on her rear-end.
"Why not!" he said loudly. "We're married, and I love you. I'll feel your ass if I want to!"
A couple of the nearby watchers laughed aloud, and others snickered. Ralph got a big kick out of this and snatched the towel from around her shoulders and tossed it into a chair, allowing the wet bathing suit to clearly reveal the indenture of her cunt lips and the crevice of her ass-cheeks. He grinned wickedly as they passed people who ogled Millie's nice body, and some who noted the bulge that was now obvious in the dark-haired husband's trunks.
In spite of her mild embarrassment, Mildred was getting turned-on. Her first husband had been ill for a long time and they hadn't had any sex, and even before that, he had always been a Puritan about it, doing it only in the dark, and then only infrequently. The monotony of her sex life had never dawned on Millie until she had married Ralph. He made sex an exciting adventure, a new thrill each time, and a deep expression of his love. He was her perfect lover, and he had brought new sexual life to her being. Now she enjoyed it, where before, it had been just a ritual - a duty.
Ralph looked at her body. At thirty-six, Mildred was a young girl in body. She had firm, uptilted breasts that showed no signs of her having nursed two children; her stomach was flat and her thighs and buttocks shapely as a teenager's. She had seemed almost virginal on their wedding night, but the beautiful, mature woman who now stood nude in their stateroom was the embodiment of a ripe, eager and capable sex partner.
Her dark hair clung to her face, giving her a wild look as she stripped off the wet suit, and he took off his trunks. He pulled her nakedness to him as he gave her a harsh kiss, his tongue exploring the inner softness of her mouth, toying with her tongue. His rigid cock pressed into the soft, damp pubic hair that surrounded her pussy. A few days ago, Millie would have shrunk from such brazen sexuality, but now she surrendered completely, inviting more. However, she was still not able to experience all this without blushing. She pushed him away a little and said awkwardly, "Let's get good and dry."
"Come on, honey. Let's fuck while the mood is hot inside us!" Ralph suggested lewdly.
In spite of herself, his crude language aroused her mightily. The dark-haired man was determined that she should get over her prim, puritanical way of thinking. He'd made a good beginning, and he was going to go all the way. He wanted her to be proud of her beautiful body and of her ability to take him to heaven when she turned loose her inhibitions.
He reached out and began to massage her firm, round breasts, looking directly into her brown eyes.
"Nothing is dirty or wrong between two people that are in love ... and don't you ever forget that!"
He tweaked her sensitive nipples between his thumbs and fingers, and she began to squirm with anticipation. Ralph seemed to know every tiny area on her body that caused her pussy to tingle and her whole body to attune to his sensual one. Her breast tips began to tauten, and she moved closer to him without realizing it. She wanted to feel the touch of his warm, exciting body hard against her, and in a few moments, she wanted to feel his long, hard cock buried deep up inside her cunt, driving away all thoughts of anything but the love she felt for him day and night ... every moment!
Her whole body was tense as she waited his next move. The raven-haired newlywed wanted to reach out and caress his huge cock, but she just couldn't bring herself to be that bold and crude, even though she knew he would love it.
Her new husband bent down and kissed one of her tingling nipples, licking and sucking the flesh that surrounded it. Mildred trembled with the touch of his hot mouth, and she moved even closer so he could take more of her throbbing flesh into his mouth. As he began to nibble gently on her nipple, she moaned softly and held his face in her hands, wishing he would never have to stop.
Ralph moved his mouth to her other breast and gave it the same exciting action, and automatically Millie's hand went to the deserted breast and massaged it gently.
As she did, she felt the dark-haired man's other hand go down to her thighs and begin sliding up and down the soft flesh, letting his fingernails rake over them loosely. It brought goosepimples to her arms and legs, and it increased her desire more than ever. He used both hands to pull her close to him, spreading the cheeks of her buttocks as he did so and she felt a surge of embarrassment as she felt the cool air touch her anus.
But her whole body was quivering under Ralph's touch and her eager pussy was becoming moist and warm. She loved all this, yet she wished he would get his cock into her soon. She felt as if she might faint with joy.
The raven-haired wife felt his fingertip brush her anus, and just for one lewd second, she wished he would jam it deep up inside her! She was dazed at the thoughts that were flashing through her mind. It wasn't her at all ... it was an entirely different woman.
Now he ran his hands over her buttocks, cupping their roundness, sliding his hands down her firm white thighs, then back to the soft flesh of her inner thighs. Finally, he cupped her steaming pussy with one hand, and she felt his extended middle finger sliding up inside it, gripping for the nub of flesh that he could excite so thoroughly with just a touch.
Pushing first with one hand, then the other, he forced her to spread her legs wider so his outstretched finger could plunge in deeper. He put another finger in and began to massage the flesh to either side of her clitoris, and Millie began to moan again, her body swaying in rhythm to his fingering. He knew every bit of her intimately, she thought, and he gave her new thrills each time he made love to her.
"Oh, Ralph ... !" she gasped as his fingers found her clitoris and massaged it eagerly.
He still sucked and nibbled at one breast, and she felt dizzy. Her knees seemed to be buckling and her husband sensed that she was ripe for the full treatment. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down on the clean white spread, gloating over the lovely curves of her body, congratulating himself for having had sense enough to make her his wife.
Mildred tried to appear relaxed, but she was trembling with anticipation, especially when she glanced over and saw his rigidly throbbing cock so close to her face. For one instant, the thought crossed her mind that one day, she wanted to take it in her mouth and suck it ... taste it ... feel its hot juices spewing into her mouth. She flushed at the lewd thought, while Ralph crawled onto the narrow bed with her, his eyes bright with lust as he looked at her naked loveliness. He moved close so she could feel his throbbing cock pressing into her flesh, and he felt his wife stiffen in fearful desire. He knew that she was excited by the sight of his naked cock, yet she had not shed enough of her background upbringing to admit it. Her body and her eyes told the full story, and the lust-crazed man was eager for the day when she would be completely freed of her sex hang-ups.
It was only the second time she had actually seen his cock and the other time, it had been in the dimly lit stateroom, where it seemed like a giant shadow. Her eyes opened wide as she felt a masochistic desire to have it shoved up into her so hard and deep that it would hurt. Ralph was so different from her first husband, and his cock was so much bigger and more exciting. She had only seen two penises before ... Tom's and her son Mike's ... when he was a baby. She felt depraved, but she found, herself fascinated by her new husband's out-sized cock!
The slit at the end of the swollen head was dilated now, and as her eyes stared intently, she saw the hairy twin sacs of his testicles. She wondered if it were possible for a man to go far enough up a woman's vagina to bury his testicles inside it. She wished vaguely that ... later on ... much later ... this exciting man would try it.
Ralph knelt beside her now, and she jumped, so deep had she been in her fantasy.
"I thought you were all ready to be fucked!" her husband said harshly, staring hard into her eyes. He wanted her to get used to using the right words for all the lovemaking acts, for they turned him on. "Are you?" he asked.
Millie nodded, not meeting his eyes.
"Say it then!" Ralph ordered.
"Yes ..." she faltered, "I am ..."
"Say it right out. Say you want me to fuck you!"
"I want you to ... fuck me!" she mumbled embarrassedly, trying to make it sound convincing, for she truly did. She screwed up her courage and blurted out, "I do want you to fuck me, Ralph!"
He was already moving over between her legs.
Her husband reached down and took her legs, sliding his hands. down to her ankles, moving them upward gently and placing them over his shoulders. Millie gasped, feeling that her whole vagina must be gaping shamefully. She felt ugly, and she didn't want this man to think of her that way. But he was lewdly staring down at her tight, hair-covered cunt, deliciously spread for him in the bright light of day.
Holding her legs in place, he bent and kissed the soft flesh of her belly, running his tongue into the dent of her navel, bringing shivers to every part of her body. He moved downward, releasing his hold on her legs, and she could feel his hot breath on her trembling pussy-lips as he gasped in eagerness. He licked furiously at the soft inner parts of her thighs, then all around her crotch, his tongue teasing her coral-hued cunt-lips as they spread invitingly before him.
The dark-haired woman lay still, her mind a mass of conflicting sensations. She was repulsed at her own lewdness, but her body thrilled at Ralph's lovemaking. She tried to remember his words about nothing being wrong if two people loved each other, and God, how she loved him! She felt vile, yet at the same time, angelic! And at last the conflict was pushed aside as- she became totally overpowered by the pleasure her husband was giving her! As his darting tongue contacted her convulsing clitoris, a jolt of electric pleasure danced through her body.
The lust-driven man moved his hands down under her rounded buttocks, bringing her groin ever closer to his face, then he drove his tongue deep up into her cunt and licked hungrily along the steaming furrow until he brushed her clitoris. Feeling the tiny nub moving elusively about, he tried to trap it, nipping it over and over again with his sharp teeth. At each nibble, Millie arched her body and gasped, feeling jolts of passion streaking throughout her entire body. Ralph let the hard little nub of flesh dribble out through his clenched teeth after he had drawn a huge mouthful of the soft, wet cunt-flesh into his sucking mouth.
The raven-haired woman moaned aloud with the ecstasy that was part pain. She had never felt more intense pleasure before, and yet her mind was battling her long-held beliefs about the rightness of this lewd kind of sex. A man's mouth on her cunt! His teeth nipping at her clitoris! It was sinful!
She almost shouted the questions aloud as they hammered at her brain.
"What's happening to me? How could I suddenly become a cheap slut and allow this? How could I possibly be insanely in love with a man of such filthy inclinations and lewd sexual desires?"
She tried to remember some similar thrill from her first husband, but she couldn't. Her only identification with Tom was through having borne his children. This lust-driven man was a thousand times more exciting.
Ralph could feel the pressure building in his loins, and though he enjoyed thrilling her this way, he knew he had to fuck her soon. He'd never had her in this helpless position before, and he wanted to fuck her like she'd never before been fucked. He ran his tongue over the soft jagged flesh of her pussy-lips, and passion swept over him in waves. He tried desperately to shove his tongue to the very bottom of her clutching cunt, but he couldn't. Only his cock would go that far, and it had to be soon.
Millie had given up trying to fathom her feelings. It was too delicious ... too overwhelming, what Ralph was doing to her cunt! She didn't even realize that she was trying to spread her legs wider to allow more of his tongue inside her, and as her husband took advantage of the opportunity, plunging his hot tongue deep up inside her vagina, Millie almost fainted with joy. Her head rolled from side to side, as if she would shake out the last traces of guilt and shame, and her voice became a weak groan.
The dark-haired man suddenly raised his head and looked at the pulsating cunt he had been sucking and devouring, and he moved so that his hard cock was only a few inches from her throbbing pussy. He could hardly resist the urge to ram it full length up into her cunt, until it went all the way up into her quivering belly, making sure that her warm, damp cunt-flesh engulfed every last inch of his turgid cock! But he looked at Millie's face and saw sudden fear in her brown eyes, and his love came flooding out, quelling the animalistic desires momentarily. Later, he knew, she would be able to accommodate any sexual act he chose to perform.
He spoke softly as he commanded, "Take my prick in your hand and guide it into your cunt, Millie."
His passion-driven wife heard him, but she froze with guilt. At her age, she mentally scolded herself, she still felt it unladylike and dirty to touch her husband's penis! But as Ralph repeated his order, her hand slid down fearfully and she grasped the thick, hard shaft of his cock and slowly guided the swollen head of it to the lips of her welcoming cunt. She could feel the blood pulsing through the lust-swollen shaft, and she flushed beet-red. "Put it in!" her husband commanded. Trembling with fear and guilt and ... yes, with anticipation ... she spread the lips of her pussy with one hand and let the huge rod of flesh slide in. She felt as if she were some detached body, standing aside and watching this lewd scene, yet her cunt was burning to engulf his cock. This exciting man had to put out the furious fires that were in her belly; or she would scream with agony!
The raven-haired wife sighed loudly as the first couple of inches of his blood-engorged cock entered her, then Ralph took over, pressing forward with his hips, driving his rigid cock against the restraining flesh of her inner cunt until it surrendered to his onslaught, and his cock rammed inside her up to the hilt, lubricated by the juices that were lining her cunt. He raised her legs high again, so that they rested on his shoulders. He was partially on his knees and he looked down at the obscene sight of his cock buried inside his wife's cunt, his dark eyes shining with lust.
Millie removed her hands, and Ralph slid beneath her buttocks, arching his back mightily as he pulled her groin close to his, allowing his monstrous cock to penetrate deep enough to touch the very bottom of her cunt! He had never before enjoyed a woman's body as he was enjoying Millie's, and he gloated as he told himself that, as she loosened up, it could only become better.
His wife craned her neck to see what was happening, almost as turned-on by what she saw as what she felt. She lay back, moaning, "Oooohhh ... darling ... you're so good ..." She wanted to say a lot more, but she couldn't. She still felt as if she were a sinner ... a wanton slut who lay there being fucked obscenely ... while the real Mildred stood to one side and watched in horror!
Now Ralph began to push his rock-hard cock into her with all his might, stretching her tight pussy walls unmercifully, savoring the pleasant friction they provided for his cock. His thrust was so violent that their pelvic areas crashed together, and she groaned in pain. But his cock went deeper, slamming into the depths of her vagina, digging into her cervix.
Millie was almost delirious with pleasure and pain. She had never had a cock so deep inside her before, and it was heavenly - but horrible! Her buttocks jerked in an attempt to get away, but her husband's fingernails bit into her flesh, and he held her firm, jabbing his cock into her rapidly now. Millie tried to tighten her cunt muscles to keep the invading monster out, but she couldn't. It felt too delightful when he speared it into her, and the more she fought and resisted, the harder her husband jammed it into her burning cunt. The spongy head of his cock seemed to jab into her belly as Ralph gasped with the effort of drilling his massive cock up into her womanly well, and he was mouthing obscene words that her mind wanted to reject, but couldn't.
"Baby ... you were made for fucking!" he gasped. "You've got the sweetest cunt in the world ... just made for my nice big prick! Oh, Millie ... what a wonderful fuck you are!"
The pain had gone now, and only electric shocks of pleasure swept over the helplessly impaled woman's body. She closed her eyes and surrendered her full attention to the marvelous thrills his invading cock was bringing to her. For the first time, she didn't feel dirty or sinful ... she felt wonderfully free and gloriously happy as her husband's cock seemed to fill her entire being with pleasure.
Ralph gazed at her face, and he saw a great change come over it. She was the picture of pure sexiness! She was like a whore who had suddenly discovered that she liked men, and had decided to make up for it in one grand fuck! As his rampant cock plunged rhythmically up into her cunt, his sperm-swollen balls slapped noisily against her naked upturned buttocks.
At last Millie had the satisfaction of having her cunt filled to overflowing with a man's cock. She seemed to be controlled completely by every movement of his hammering cock, and she was no longer embarrassed or ashamed. Ralph was right ... such bliss between married lovers couldn't be wrong! She was being fucked in broad daylight, lewdly, in utter abandonment... and she loved it! Her body was hungry for this kind of sex, and she admitted it calmly to herself. Almost as if her thoughts had transmitted an order, her legs spread even farther apart, widening the slit of her cunt. She arched her slender hips and automatically stayed in constant rhythm with her husband's wildly lunging penis and moans were coming from deep in her throat, sounding like animal noises.
The lust-crazed man knew that he couldn't control his cum much longer as he sawed his throbbing cock in and out of her wet pussy. His eyes were riveted on her hungrily clasping cunt, and he was elated to see that she was arching up, driving her hips upward to meet the punishing strokes of his long, hard cock. She would come around, he knew, and when she did ... he would have the best and most beautiful fuck in the world!
She was totally caught up in the abandoned pounding of his throbbing cock, and she released her muscles to follow whatever course he chose. Mildred's head rolled from side to side, and she groaned in pleasure as she felt her own orgasm building to the overflow point. Her full breasts bobbed and heaved with her efforts, and she ran her pink tongue over her soft dry lips, desperately fighting to put herself over the rim of the torment that wracked her body. She wanted to cum more than she'd ever wanted anything in the world!
Without realizing that she was uttering the words, she began to chant in a hoarse voice, "Fuck it! Fuck my cunt! Oh, fuck me good, Ralph, darling ... fuck ... . fuck ... fuck!"
Her mind was blank. All she was aware of was her great need to cum ... to feel her husband's turgid cock ravaging her cunt until she received that blessed, tingling relief! She pictured the way she must look, with her bare bottom exposed so boldly, her pussy spread wide to take all of her husband's rock-hard cock, and the mental image excited her even more. She pictured the lewdness of the scene, and suddenly, she didn't care. She wanted to be fucked this way ... always! If not by Ralph ... then someone ... but she had to have this kind of cunt-splitting fucking
Her body seemed to be on fire, and all her self-control was gone. The tempo of her body movements was automatic, guided by the thrusts of the dark-haired man's pile-driving cock. She was his to do with what he wanted to ... now and for as long as she lived!
The desire-consumed raven-haired newlywed could feel her belly trembling as the need to cum rose rapidly, and she began to claw at his back with her fingernails, as if she would stuff him deep inside her cunt and keep him there forever. She began to moan loudly, begging him to fuck her... to make her cum ... and Ralph's face was a mask of sheer delight. She was going to cum ... the right way ... fully and without any holding back. He felt a surge of masculine pride at the thought of how quickly he had managed to bring her around to his ways of sex.
He felt his juices boiling over, and he quickened his thrusts, feeling the hot cum spilling from his balls and flowing steadily up the throbbing shaft of his cock. He knew that she was only a second behind him by the way she moved her hips up and down, in machine-gun rapidity, rubbing her dancing clitoris against his hotly throbbing cock. His cum spurted out into her steaming cunt, filling it to overflowing, and it spilled out, dripping down over her anus, and as she felt it, Mildred began to scream aloud with the excruciating delight of sexual fulfillment!
"Aaahhh ... lover ..." she screamed, "don't stop! Fuck me forever ... fuck me more ... I want it ... I need it ... give it to me ... just fuck me... please ... !" And her cries mingled with his own groans as she kicked her legs out, waving them wildly in the air, like a female animal gone mad.
Ralph could hardly believe his eyes! Could this be the same timid woman he had courted and married? Was this his reticent, sexually hung-up wife? He had fucked her the night before, but this was an entirely different response from an entirely different woman. He rammed his now-softening cock deeper up into her sticky cunt, trying to give her the last drop of pleasure. His own semen was covering his testicles as he emptied his cum into her insatiable cunt, yet he couldn't stop her wild movements of abandonment.
Finally, their emotions were drained, and he lay atop her heavily for a moment, gasping, filled with awe. Millie's body was numb with excitement and gratification. She hadn't dreamed that sex could do this ... could fill her very soul with pleasure and love for the man who had made it possible.
As the raven-haired woman breathed heavily, her eyes closed, Ralph rolled off her, lying on his back, his cum-covered cock now limp. He had gotten far more than he had hoped, and his thoughts were on the future, when they had learned more of one another's desires and needs, and the different, exotic ways of sex! He sensed that this would pass, for she could not rid herself of all the guilt and fear she had carried since childhood, just with one wonderful fuck. But he knew now that it would be worth working for, to unleash this woman from her chains!
She surprised him by speaking first. Her voice sounded controlled, but he detected a slight tremor. He appreciated her effort, and he laid one hand on her wet pussy, squeezing it gently.
"Will you light cigarettes for us, darling?" Mildred asked calmly. She astonished him with her coolness, and he almost jumped for the pack on the table beside the bed, lighting two cigarettes and handing her one.
She inhaled deeply, staring up into space. A gentle smile sweetened her lips and she sighed in contentment. A wave of love swept over her new husband as he looked at her.
The satiated woman's mind drifted to her children, and she said calmly, "I'm so anxious for you to meet Mike and Polly, darling. I know they'll love you, and I pray that, as time passes, you will grow to love them as I do." The thought of being back in the United States with her children mellowed her and made her whole world seem unbelievably wonderful.
"It hurt me to have to leave them in boarding schools," she said somberly, "but I did want them educated in the U.S. They wanted to, and that made it easier. Then ..." her voice grew soft, "Tom got more ill, and didn't want the children to come to Saudi Arabia ... and before we knew it, four years had gone by. Think of that ... I haven't seen them in four years!" He detected sudden panic in her voice and he squeezed her cunt reassuringly.
"That's all over. I know I'll like them ... love them, later ... and that's going to make up for all those tough years that the three of you had. Don't worry about us getting along. We will ... I promise ... if I have to break my ass!"
He sounded so confident that she smiled. How could her children not come to love and respect a man like Ralph Carter? He was a dream come true. She fell to speculating what her children looked like now. They must have grown a lot in four years; she wondered if she'd even recognize them!
"My Mike is fifteen now ... imagine! And Polly is sixteen! Why ... she's a young lady!" She realized she already had told Ralph this a dozen times, but she was flooded with soft memories now, and a bright hope for the future of her children, with Ralph as their father.
"At sixteen, I guess she would be pretty grown up," her new husband said speculatively. "I hope they like the place in Sun City. I hope they find it exciting. You know how kids their age need to have things really move!"
"Oh, Mike will love it. Close to the water and all. He's boat-crazy. I guess I told you that. He loves to sail ... at least, that's what he's been writing me." She felt suddenly subdued at how much of a stranger her son was, really.
"Good!" Ralph said enthusiastically. "That's one of my big hang-ups. I just hope he likes to fish, too!"
Mildred was remembering the golden-haired boy that she had left. He was a bit frail, but he had the determination and courage of boys much older, and she had never worried that he would become a sissy. She had tried not to make a "mama's boy" of him, and she was sure she had succeeded. Besides, she thought, the last four years would have made him self-reliant and strong.
Yes, Mike would be happy in his new home, but she couldn't even guess how Polly would take it ... or her new father. She'd always been more independent than Mike, and now, she was sixteen! She was a young woman, ready to step out into life, and into womanhood!
Chapter 2
Polly smirked as she heard the knock on the door. She knew it would be Mike, and she knew that he'd be there to put the bite on her for a couple of bucks. He always went through his spending money faster than she did. He was forever buying sporting goods and equipment or tickets to some sports event. Polly could care less about athletics. But athletes ... now that was something else.
She was wearing only panties, and she hastily threw on a robe that lay nearby. Just in case it was one of the girls. They all teased her about wearing falsies, but she knew they were jealous of her well-rounded breasts, and she wanted to keep them guessing.
"Who is it?" she called.
"Me!" She recognized Mike's voice but decided to play a game.
"Who is `me'?" she teased.
"Mike, you dummy!" She could picture him squirming outside her door. He didn't like to come to her dormitory because the other girls teased him when they found him there.
"I don't know any Mike," she giggled.
"Oh shit!" Mike ground out. "Open up, will you?" Don't be funny!"
She remained quiet, listening at the door.
"Come on, Polly, or I'm leaving!" he said angrily.
She opened the door a crack and looked surprised. "Oh, that Mike!" she giggled, opening the door wide to let him in.
"Very funny," he said angrily. "You and your little girl games!" Mike looked older than his fifteen years, and his blonde hair almost matched that of his sister's. Both had inherited their father's golden hair. On Mike, it looked devastating, Della felt, and the other girls in the dorm were always remarking what a "killer" he was.
He was tall ... almost six feet, and he had broad shoulders and muscular arms and legs. He looked the perfect athlete, and at times, Polly had wished she could meet someone as handsome and virile as her brother. She knew that underneath his dashing good looks, Mike was actually very shy. She wondered idly if he'd ever had a date or kissed a girl. In truth, Polly loved her brother very deeply. They had grown close during the past few years when they had only each other to lean on and confide in.
"Come on ... I was only kidding," she apologized. "But what's so important?" she pushed him toward her only chair.
"I need a couple of bucks," he said in embarrassment. "I can't eat out, so I'll have to hack it at the school. Probably be the only dummy there!" he said resentfully.
"All this rush for a couple of skins?" Polly asked.
"Well, since you're offering, rich girl ..." Mike grinned at her. "But I did want to talk to you."
Polly was used to his ways of talking her into giving him money, but she didn't mind. "You con artist," she smiled. "I'll see if I've got the money. But what did you want to talk about?"
She went to the closet and pawed through the clothes hanging inside. "Just go ahead," she said, "I've got a date, and I want to be ready inside twenty minutes. Walt doesn't like to wait." She smirked at him. "Boyfriends can't get into the dorm. See how lucky you are, little brother?"
Mike eyed his sister. He was jealous of her obviously superior knowledge about sex. She discussed it openly with him, and he felt happy that she trusted him so. He didn't like most of the guys she had dated, but he tried to keep it to himself. And tonight, he wanted to talk to her about something else.
He hardly glanced at her as she shed her robe, revealing beautiful breasts and a trim, shapely body. It was easy to talk to her about anything. They were very intimate, and he felt they had no secrets from one another. Perhaps it was because they had been so dependent upon one another for so long.
"I was wondering," Mike said thoughtfully, "what you think of mother getting married again." Polly held up a dress and he nodded approval. "It will be great to see her again."
His blonde-haired sister shrugged. "If what's-his-name can make her happy it's okay with me. After all, she's still a young woman ... she needs a man. Know what I mean?" She glanced smugly at Mike.
"His name is Ralph," he said testily, "but I agree."
Mike's eyes were drawn to her jiggling breasts as she moved. Her long blonde hair hung straight down, almost touching her nipples. The little pink nubs were taut from rubbing against the terrycloth robe, and he felt she didn't even need a brassiere ... her breasts were so firm and round.
The twin mounds of her buttocks were exciting beneath the sheer pink panties she wore, and Mike felt a pang of envy for the boy she was dating. Her long graceful legs tapered beautifully toward her crotch where her sheer panties showed sparse blonde fuzz surrounding the opening of her vagina. The fifteen year old boy sucked in his breath at her girlish beauty, wondering if he were thinking dirty about his sister. He couldn't help it ... she was beautiful ... and sexy. The thought flashed across his mind whether or not her body was like his mother's. He remembered her well enough, but he had never paid any attention to her body.
He pursed his lips and said candidly, "You've got a nice pair of titties, Pol. But I suppose all the guys tell you that."
"Don't be nasty" she pouted in mock anger. "You're the only privileged one around. But I'm glad you like them." She wasn't the least bit self-conscious about being almost naked in front of her brother, and he was not embarrassed when she walked around like this in front of him. "Where in hell is my bra?" she growled, rummaging in a drawer.
"It'll be nice there this summer ... with the Pacific so close ... . lots of sailing and fishing..." Mike mused, idly watching his sister's breasts bouncing provocatively and her buttocks undulating as she searched the drawer. She came out with a white brassiere and began to struggle into it.
"You'd like any place that had water and boats," she scoffed. The brassiere seemed too small, and Mike began to giggle. "You'll bounce right out of that, Pol," he mocked. "Why you even wear one ... covering up those beautiful boobs, I'll never know." The sight brought remembrances of his mother. She had full breasts, he recalled, that looked as if they would pop out of the swimsuits she wore. But Polly's were even more exciting and beautiful, he conceded.
His sister adjusted the cups to her breasts, frowning at herself in the mirror.
"I don't know, Mike ..." she said doubtfully. "that place sounds like it's in the middle of dullsville to me. Too isolated. There probably won't be any other kids around." She suddenly grinned wickedly and turned to face her brother, her pubic mound jutting out boldly beneath her panties, almost revealing the slit of her pussy. "I don't want to be cut off from all my fun just when I'm getting rolling!"
"Don't worry ... they'll find you. With that body, you won't ever be lonesome!" her kid brother complimented her. "And you were worried about there not being any boys around, weren't you?" She stuck out her tongue at him, and he laughed. She certainly was one delicious piece of girl-flesh, he thought with some pride. He knew her chances for sex were much greater than his. She was forever dating college boys, and she was the most beautiful and shapely girl in boarding school. She was physically mature, but had a girlish sense of humor that appealed to most guys. His only chance, he felt, was to score with some of the younger girls in Polly's school, but when he did find one, he didn't have a car ... and he didn't even have a driver's license. He was pretty negative about his chances of making out, but maybe it would be different at Sun City. There might be young girls in the neighborhood.
He didn't envy Polly her dates, but he wished he could have a better chance. The only other thing he envied her was her private room, for he had to share his with three other guys. Some mornings, when he woke up with an erection there wasn't much he could do about it.
"I've got to go if I'm going to make dinner at school," Mike said, standing up.
"Relax, brother..." Polly grinned. "I'm loaded. I'll give you enough to eat out and see a show." She slid her dress over her shoulders and patted it down. - "Zip me, then tell me how I look," she ordered. He obeyed, impressed at her beauty. Then he sat down and stared at her. "You're really beautiful," he said in an awed tone. He meant it. The dress fit her form like her skin, revealing her trim hips and waist, and the mini-length of it came close to revealing her crotch. Instead, it gave an enticing view of her upper thighs, and when she bent slightly, a glimpse of her panties and her rounded buttocks.
"You're sweet," Polly cooed, "but will Walt like it?" As she bent forward and he saw her moon-shaped buttocks, Mike felt a stirring in his cock even though he had seen her in only her panties a moment before. He brushed aside the twinge of shame he felt and said gruffly, "Anybody in their right mind would. Who is this Walt, anyhow?"
"He's new. You haven't met him. Plays football at college. He's kind of a big shot ... or he acts that way ... so I'll find out tonight. He might be all right ... he's good-looking enough, and it's a freebie meal, any way you look at it."
Mike was a bit troubled, but as he looked at her, he reassured himself that his sister was able to take care of herself. She was a lot of woman.
Polly fumbled in her purse on the dresser and cracked, "Here's the payoff for all your flattery, Mike." She tossed him a five dollar bill, and he pocketed it. Then she stood brushing her long blonde hair and she asked him to get her coat. "Got to shake my fanny, Mike. I don't want to keep this guy waiting too long."
He got her coat off the hanger in the closet and held it patiently while his sister donned very light makeup. She needed so little, he reflected, with those beautifully shaped lips, cute nose and gorgeous blue eyes that were made even more beautiful by her long lashes. And her smile was devastating.
"Gee, you really do look super, Pol," he complimented her. "And I'm not just saying that because you gave me money!" His older sister kissed him impulsively on the mouth and patted his cheek.
"Enjoy yourself ... and keep your nose clean!" she said lightly.
"Me?" her younger brother said in mock surprise. "You know what a goody-goody I am. It's you that had better watch your step. You look good enough to eat!" He flushed as he realized the implication of his words, and her quick grin told him she had taken it the same way.
"Don't worry. Come on ... walk out with me. I'll protect you from all these evil women in the dorm!" They walked out together, holding hands and then kissed each other lightly as he left and headed toward his own dorm.
* * *
Polly had enjoyed the evening with Walt so far. They had had a lovely dinner at a nice restaurant, and in spite of the fact that he wanted to talk only about himself and his athletic feats and his importance to the team, she had enjoyed being with him. He was a handsome devil, and he knew it, but that didn't stop the blonde-haired teenager from admitting it to herself. If he didn't talk sports, he was talking cars, she thought. In a way, she didn't blame him. He had a flashy sports car, but Polly could care less about "torque" and all that garbage. She had been out with a lot of guys who had flashy cars, but none who seemed to worship theirs as Walt Harmon did. Besides, she thought sourly, a girl could expect a guy to give a little of his attention to his date. After all, she wasn't just a wallflower type. Nor was she the type who would fall all over a guy ... it was up to him to come to her.
As he walked her out of the restaurant and to his car, she wondered what he had in mind for the balance of the evening. As if reading her mind, he said, "Nice night, baby. What do you say to a drive?"
"Sounds good," she conceded. "How about a drive to the old mill?" She glanced at him to see if he caught her hint. The place was a notorious rendezvous for lovers ... when the cops didn't chase them off.
He glanced sharply at her, a new light in his eyes. "Hey! You're with it! I was just going to suggest that!"
As they drove out into the countryside, she thought he shifted gears unnecessarily so he could rub her thigh and knee, and she wondered if he had the idea that she was an easy lay. He wouldn't be the first guy to screw her on the first date, but she didn't want him to take her for granted. He had already admitted he intended driving to the old mill, and that told her a lot. He was acting like he expected her ... or any girl ... to open her pussy for him, just because he was a football big wheel and owned an expensive car. Polly resolved quietly that he had a surprise coming. He wasn't going to get into her pussy just by snapping his fingers and flapping his eyelashes at her.
She had been to the old mill too many times, with too many smart alecks like him, to get carried away by a hotshot like Walt. This was going to be her night. She was going to play this game her own way. If he played by her rules, she might just let him fuck her, but if he got too big for his pants, he was a loser for sure.
The blonde-haired girl was getting bored with his childish chatter about cars, and she was turned off by his inept efforts to rub his hand against her thigh. He was a phoney, she thought, and he hasn't been out with half the girls he wants everyone to think he has. She wouldn't be surprised if the jerk was a virgin!
Looking about her cramped quarters, she wondered why guys bought them. They were so damned small that you couldn't do anything but sit and drive. She almost laughed when she saw a neatly folded blanket behind the bucket seat. He must like picnics, she thought, and he might just get one tonight!
Walt turned the car into a narrow lane overhung with trees and drove a quarter-mile into the woods. They pulled up in a moonlit glade beside the river, and the hulking old feed mill that graced the shore looked ominous at night. She listened to the sound of the water and of night birds, and suddenly, her thoughts were far from Walt. She wondered if her mother were really happy with her new husband, and she thought briefly about her dead father whom she had hardly come to know before he died in some God-forsaken oilfield.
"It's beautiful here ..." Polly said dreamily. It was truly a rustic gem, a reminder of a hundred years ago when the world seemed to be such a simple happy place to live.
"Speaking of beautiful ..." her escort smirked, "you're up with the best." It was the first word he had spoken all evening that directly concerned her, and she had been miffed earlier that he hadn't commented about her dress. She slid her coat off and asked eagerly, "Like my dress, Walt?"
He reached over to kiss her and grinned, "What's inside it is nicer." Polly surprised him by responding instantly, shoving her tongue into his mouth and making him jump. As his hand slid down over her breast, she flicked her tongue in and out of his gasping mouth. She thought he would reach for her thigh or crotch, but he just rubbed her breast, as if to see if it was real.
She moved her hand down to his waist and expertly unzipped his pants. Then she put her hand inside and grasped his thickening cock, maneuvering it so that it came out of his pants. She moved the loose skin up and down and almost giggled as he began to moan deep in his throat as if in pain. Polly wondered if he would ever get around to grabbing at her pussy, but he seemed hung up on her firm breast. He had slid his hand down inside the brassiere and was playing with the taut nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. She liked the feeling, but it didn't compare with having her cunt played with.
She began to move her hand up and down on his cock, squeezing it hard and bringing the thick shaft to full, stiff erection. Then she made a tight ring with her thumb and fingers and encircled the swollen head, working her hand firmly over the throbbing cock-head. She was beginning to warm up to her date, and she. was a little irritated that it took him so long to get with it.
The blonde-haired teenager worked harder on his turgid cock, liking the feel of it as it jerked convulsively. She found herself wondering vaguely if any girl had ever done this to her kid-brother, Mike, and how he had reacted.
Walt suddenly pulled his mouth away from hers, and he gasped, "Let's get out on the ground! I've got a blanket."
Polly felt a pang of disappoingment. "Shit!" she thought, "he isn't even able to get me warmed up, and he's ready to hop in."
But she released his stiff cock and climbed out of the car, showing him as much of her well-rounded buttocks as she could, hoping it might give him some ideas about kissing her pussy and get her really turned-on before he got down to fucking her.
He had grabbed the blanket and was spreading it on the grass, his cock - sticking out from his fly - was bobbing wildly up and down, and Polly saw that it was really a dandy ... long and round and capable-looking. She turned and headed deeper into the woods, following the dirt road. "It's better down here!" she called. "More privacy ... and the cops don't come in."
He gathered the blanket and followed her in exasperation. He wanted to fuck this hot little bitch - now!
Suddenly, a flashing red light lit up the scene, giving it an eerie glow. Recognizing the patrol car, Walt tried to hide his bulging cock behind the blanket. Polly stared at the light, looking angry. Didn't the goddamned fuzz ever do anything besides bust up lovers? It was none of their business anyhow, she seethed. If single people wanted to fuck, that was strictly up to them, she reasoned.
"All right, you two!" a voice bellowed, "You know this area is patrolled. You can't mess around here. Now come on, get back in the car and move it!" The policeman didn't sound angry or overbearing ... just bored.
"Come on, Mac," the cop said to the frozen Walt, "put that thing back in your pants and get this girl out of here. She's pretty young to be up here anyhow!"
The young football player suddenly snapped out of his frozen pose. He mumbled, "Sure ... I mean ... yes sir!" His mind had been stalled at the vision of his being arrested and his picture being spread all over the newspapers ... and most of all ... of his college career being wrecked. He walked quickly back to the car, and Polly followed him reluctantly. She couldn't resist the temptation to call, "Good night, you spoilsport!"
The police car remained where it was as they drove away, and Polly sneered when she saw the lights turned off. "Probably sits and watches for awhile and plays with himself!" she said sarcastically.
She looked over at Walt, realizing that he was embarrassed and chagrinned. She was frustrated. She had just begun to warm up and was anticipating a good, if amateurish, fuck. Now he had put his cock back in his pants, but she saw that there was still a big bulge at his crotch. Maybe it can still work out, she thought, if we can find another place.
"What a lousy break!" she volunteered.
"We couldn't help it," her escort commiserated. "You can never tell where those guys are going to show up and spoil the fun."
He was embarrassed. He felt as if he had let her down. Besides, he thought, she figured to be about the hottest little cunt he'd ever been out with, and he was angry. He was astonished when she began to giggle loudly.
"You looked so funny, standing there trying to cover your cock with that blanket!" Polly was fighting her own disappointment now. He laughed nervously and tried to concentrate on the narrow road ahead. He was distracted momentarily as he felt her hand again fumbling with his zipper. He started, but she said calmly, "Drive, dummy! Find another place." Her cool fingers found his cock, and she pulled it from his pants. It was particularly hard, and the burgeoning shaft grew rapidly harder as she began to stroke it again. The blonde-haired girl was getting hot again, and she wanted to feel that nice cock up inside her pussy.
Her escort glanced over at her as her nostrils flared, and she grew hazy-eyed with passion.
"Jeez!" he said in awe, "You really do want it, don't you?"
"You'd better believe it!" Polly gasped. "Find a spot and pull over!" She felt her pussy growing damp and warm, and she moved her hand up and down on the teenager's elongated shaft with faster strokes. He started to breathe heavily, and he pushed his hips upward to meet her forceful stroking. She held his throbbing cock firmly, peeling back the foreskin and revealing the heart-shaped, blood-filled cock-head.
Walt felt as if he were going to pop his load of cum into her hand if she didn't stop, and he began to search frantically for a place to pull over. He wasn't thinking straight. He was remembering the feel of her naked breast, and the arousing sight of her firm, rounded buttocks. He had to get into this little sexpot ... he had to!
Her hand was driving him wild, and for an instant, he thought of just letting go and spilling his boiling juice into her hand! Her dress was hiked up now, and he thought he could see the dim vee of her pubic hair through her panties. He wanted to reach out and grab her pussy, running his fingers up into it until she squealed with pleasure! Better yet, he wished he could ram his aching cock up into her cunt to the hilt and fill it with his cum!
He was moving jerkily, trying to keep up with her fast-moving hand but still drive the car. The blonde-haired girl squirmed as she played with his cock, moving her thighs against one another to create friction in her pussy-lips. Her cunt was growing wet with her own juices now, and she knew that if he didn't do something soon, she would have to shove her own fingers up into her pussy and quench the fire smoldering there.
She peered down at his hard cock, moving up and down through her fingers, and wished it were driving deep into her cunt instead. Suddenly she leaned over and began to kiss his neck and ears, nibbling at the lobes and sticking her tongue into his ear. The young football player groaned with desire, and he was driving erratically. His hips rolled in counter-motion to her stroking, and he could feel his cum boiling up inside his loins.
"Stop! Anywhere!" Polly cried.
He moaned as he jammed on the brakes and slid to the side, halting under a tree among some tall brush. He was moaning with the pain of denied fulfillment, and sharp fires of lust were shooting through his groin. He couldn't wait another second. He could feel the sperm beginning to shoot upward through his cock-shaft, and it began to spurt from the slit in the end of his cock!
"No!" Polly screamed. The damned dummy couldn't even wait another minute so she could enjoy his cum too. She looked with anger at the white liquid that was spewing from his cock, feeling anger and frustration flood her body.
The young girl had never before seen semen shooting wildly into the air, and it excited her, even as she moaned with frustration. She continued to pump away at his exploding cock while Walt groaned and thrust his hips upward. His fists gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he fucked his cock rapidly into her tightly-clenched fist.
The sight of his cum flowing stickily over her fingers frantically aroused her, and her belly jerked as her cunt twitched hungrily. She reached down and rubbed her pussy-lips madly, shoving aside her panties and inserting her extended middle finger up inside her pussy to massage her clitoris.
"Cum, damn you ... cum!" she exploded, fascinated at the amount of cum he was spewing all over his pants and her hand.
Walt grated, "Oh God ... oh, baby ... what a sweet fuck you are!" She wondered derisively how the hell he could know, but she kept on draining his cock of its cum with diminishing strokes, fervidly wondering if he could get it up again so he could fuck her.
The blonde-haired teenager felt cheated. She continued to play with her clitoris, but she knew it would be a poor cum, even if she managed it ... she was that angry at her date.
Walt Harmon was shaking from the tremendous effect of his explosive orgasm. He had never had a girl pump his cock to orgasm before, and it was sensational. He continued to moan with joy, oblivious to Polly's needs.
She had become so aroused by this time that she actually considered climbing on top of him and stuffing his now deflated cock up into her cunt in an effort to satisfy her burning lust.
The frustrated girl snorted with unsatisfied desire as she realized that the car was just too damned small to do anything. And besides, his cock was soft now as the last few dribbles of his cum ran down the shaft and trickled onto her hand. Walt collapsed in a limp heap, breathing heavily, wallowing in the sensations of gratification that were slowly ebbing.
Polly finally released his soft cock and slouched back into her seat, her hand still caressing her pussy. She closed her eyes to fantasize, but it wasn't any good. She lay there, the picture of frustration. As she heard her partner stir, she opened her eyes to see Walt trying to wipe off the spots of cum with his handkerchief. He carefully removed the spots from the dash and the seat, caring little about what had spilled on his own pants. Polly wanted to laugh as she saw the high place his car held in his affections, but she didn't want to insult him. She still needed to be fucked or tongued.
"I guess I got carried away ..." the young girl ventured hesitantly. "But I did enjoy it partially ... arid I know it must have been good for you."
The boy stared straight ahead in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. It had been good, but it wasn't what he had brought her out here for, and he felt cheap and somehow, cheated.
"Well..." Polly said lamely, hoping he would grab the hint.
He mumbled hoarsely, "Yeah ... yeah ... it was good for me." He didn't say any more, but started the car and drove back onto the road. He knew she expected more, but he had lost the urge. He suddenly felt that she was a cheap lay that would blab it all over if he fucked her. She might even tell about this embarrassing situation, for all he knew. She was a bold one, with little femininity to her makeup ... no class at all. He drove silently until they arrived at her dorm. He acted nervous about getting out of the car with his pants all stained with cum, and she understood. Polly leaned over to kiss him, but he jerked away slightly.
She stiffened in anger and said coldly, "Thanks for the dinner and all ..."
"My pleasure," he retorted, equally strained.
She got out and began walking toward her dorm, seething inside. He had treated her as if she were a pick-up off the street! It didn't ease her ire to admit that she had acted like one. To hell with the sonofabitch! Probably his first date with a real woman!
"I'll call you sometime ..." Walt Harmon yelled after her, but she ignored him. She was in a hurry to get to the privacy of her own room where she could use her fingers to quiet the fires that were burning fiercely up inside her cunt.
Chapter 3
Millie felt completely rested and fresh as she woke from a good night's sleep. It was bright and sunny, and she loved the view through her bedroom window. Tall green trees surrounded the house, and the hills around their home added to the lonely beauty of the place. She was going to love it here ... especially when the kids had settled with her and Ralph.
Today was the day! Mike and Polly were due to arrive today! Her dream had come true at last.
She turned to say good morning to her new husband, but the bed was empty. For an instant, panic settled into her brain. She couldn't lose him now! She called out "Ralph!" and she heard him answer from the bathroom, "Right here, honey!" He was naked as he walked into the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed, leaning over to kiss her.
"Excited?" Ralph grinned. "Now that the big day is here at last?"
He began to stroke her long, dark hair, still not used to her striking beauty or the fact that she was his wife. "I went downstairs and put the coffee on. You looked so peaceful there, I didn't want to wake you."
Millie smiled tenderly up at him. "You're so wonderful to me, darling ... it's like a dream come true." She glanced out of her window and said enthusiastically, "What a beautiful day to welcome the children!"
"Sure is." he agreed, still stroking her .hair. "I sure hope they like it here as much as you seem to.
She kissed the palm of his hand and smiled. "If they love it even a tenth as much as I do, they'll be deliriously happy," she reassured him. "How can 1 ever make you know how much I love you, Ralph?"
He smiled softly, bending to kiss her mouth. "We've got a lifetime to work that out, honey," he said. "Now ... you'd better get yourself all prettied up for the kids."
She frowned quickly. "They're not kids anymore," she said in a subdued tone. She was thinking of Polly. The dark-haired mother felt sure that Mike would love it here, but Polly was always a lot wilder, more uncontrollable than her son. And she would be interested in boys, Millie was certain, but she didn't know if any suitable ones were close to their place.
She had looked the small city over briefly to see if there might be something to interest Polly, with some misgivings. Sun City looked awfully quiet and "countrified".
Her new husband had saved the best surprise for last. He hadn't mentioned that their home was part of a lakeside development, or that they had their own dock and boats. Mike would go wild about the place, she knew, but from Polly's frank, uninhibited letters, Mildred was aware that her d aughter wasn't interested in things ... it was people ... especially young males ... that occupied most of her time and thoughts.
But she had seen a lot of shops that featured clothes for teenagers, so she assumed that there must be boys in the vicinity - some of them nice.
For the first time in her life, Millie felt secure. Everything was going right. She had a good man who loved her, and, in a little while, she would have her children again. She had to learn sex Ralph's way, she vowed, to show in a small way how much she loved him. He had been so patient during their trip home, and she had come to accept the fullness of his sexual love. She was even looking forward to new pleasures, for he had awakened something inside her she had never known existed. He adored her naked body so obviously that she had almost ceased to be ashamed or embarrassed with him. She had come to love the feel of her nude body close to his, and neither wore anything to bed.
She was still hung up in some ways, she realized, for it had been difficult for her to suck Ralph's cock, but as usual, her husband has been right, and she had come to enjoy it because of the delight it gave him and the arousal it stirred within her.
Ralph had stopped stroking her hair and was caressing the curves and hollows of her body, bringing her to quick arousal. His hand moved to her soft inner thighs, and she shivered with pleasure. His middle finger moved farther, entering her pussy-lips where it found her clitoris, and she moaned softly with desire. The hairs on her husband's chest tickled her hardening nipples as he bent to kiss her again, and she spread her legs wide to allow his fingers to play delightful games with her clitoris. Now, she dug her fingernails into his muscular back and shoved her tongue deep into his mouth, feeling wanton and wild, and, at the same time, loved and needed.
The dark-haired man found her clitoris and deftly manipulated it until he brought moans of pleasure from her lips. He was pleased at the way her attitudes were changing concerning sex, and he looked forward with eagerness to the day when she would shed her last inhibition. She would be the most perfect wife in the world! His cock was rigid and demanded his attention. He had something new he wanted to introduce her to, but he felt he had better work up to it gradually. He let his finger brush against her puckered, sensitive anus, and she shuddered. She wondered how it would feel if Ralph suddenly shoved his finger up inside her anus ... or even his cock! The thought stunned her, but she found herself fascinated by the idea.
She groaned with delight as his fingers probed deep into her pussy, going deeper into the moist, hot flesh of her inner cunt. She had come to accept the hunger to have her cuntal passage filled with his hard cock, and she spread her legs out wide, almost begging him aloud to put his rock-hard cock into her and ram it home until she had an orgasm. But Ralph seemed in no hurry. He was enjoying making her squirm with passion, knowing that it would be that much better when he finally fucked her later on. Now, he deliberately moistened his middle finger with her cunt fluid, then ran it down into the crevice between her buttocks. Finding her tight anus, he ran his extended finger over it, moistening the rubbery ring of puckered flesh with her own secretions.
At first, Millie was disappointed that Ralph hadn't replaced his finger in her cunt with his hard cock, but now she felt an electric shock begin in her loins as his finger begin to slowly penetrate her anus! She was shaking with anticipation, and she wondered if she would be able to stand the new sensation. Her pussy contracted involuntarily as his finger pushed inside her anus, slowly but insistently, aided by the moisture from her pussy. A gasp burst from her lips as she felt his finger relentlessly going deeper, and she blurted out, "Darling ... what ... what are you doing?"
"Don't worry, honey, whatever I do, you'll enjoy it ... I promise. Now you just relax." He could feel her anal muscles tightening as if to prohibit the intrusion of his probing finger, and he plunged it in more insistently. He liked the hazy look that had come to her eyes, and the way she was licking her lips. He realized that when he finally did force his cock into her anus, she would learn to enjoy it as much as he enjoyed doing it. And then he suddenly decided that this was the moment. She was ready.
"Roll over, honey ... on your stomach," he urged. She started to protest, but he rolled her over and she lay there in fear. She knew what he was going to do. "It might hurt a little, honey ... at first," Ralph said gently. "But then it will become a wonderful new sensation. You'll love it ... I promise."
Now his outthrust finger plunged deep into her anus, up to the second knuckle and she moaned, "Don't hurt me ... please." He moved behind her on his knees and raised her buttocks so that she was close to his long, hard cock. She was helpless, exposed as she was, and a faint tinge of shame crossed her mind. But she was coming to trust her new husband more each day, and she let him position her body as he chose. She even moved her buttocks sensuously as he inserted his finger into her anus again, moving it about to lubricate the passage. She turned her head and stared down at his massive penis, wondering how it could ever be contained by her small anus, and she got a strange anticipatory thrill as she imagined what it was going to be like.
He held his throbbing cock in his hand in order to keep it from bending as he tried to insert it into her anus, and as he stared down lustfully at the puckered, brownish-pink opening, the pressure in his balls began to build to a painful level. He pulled his finger from her anus and moved in closer, rubbing the spongy head of his cock into the slit of her wet pussy. Mildred jumped involuntarily as she felt it, and for a moment, she thought he was going to fuck her from the rear. But Ralph let his cock-head slide upward, guiding it with his hand, until it touched the helplessly exposed anus of his wife. He was already gasping, and his eyes were glazed with lust. He spread her ass-cheeks with one hand and pushed the tip of his throbbing cock up against the tight, rubbery opening.
Millie gasped fearfully, but braced herself for the full penetration of his massive cock, tingling all over from the new sensations she was experiencing.
"If you'll just trust me and relax, you'll really enjoy this, honey," her lust-driven husband grunted, almost drooling as he saw the knob-like head of his cock spread the tiny opening and partially disappear. He didn't want to hurt or frighten her, so he removed it and began again. Each time he shoved the head of his cock into her anus, he used a little more pressure, and finally, he was rewarded by seeing the whole swollen head of it disappear up into her anal passage! His cock was hard enough now, and he used both hands to spread her firm white buttocks wide.
Mildred fought back sudden fright as she felt the huge head of his cock enter her, but she was surprised to discover that it didn't hurt. It was uncomfortable, but there was no real pain. As he began to penetrate deeper and deeper with each thrust, she became more receptive. It was an entirely new and exciting sensation. It made her feel as if she was being completely filled by Ralph's cock.
For an instant, the aroused man lost his control, and he jabbed his penis cruelly deep into her anus!
"Aaaaahhhh ... !" Millie screamed. "It will never fit ... Please stop ...!"
Even as she was saying the words, she knew she didn't mean them, for she was enjoying his invasion in a masochistic way. She felt pleasure and pain, and she couldn't tell which was the most exciting!
Now, the dark-haired woman clenched her teeth, but the moans came from deep inside her throat, and as Ralph drove his cock up to the hilt into her, she squirmed forward, trying to escape the hard, burning flesh-rod!
The dark-haired man was staring with lust-filled eyes at her anus, watching in fascination as his cock disappeared entirely up into the dark channel. The rubbery ring of the opening was like an elastic band, and the tight, inner walls of her anal passage provided almost total friction for his sensitive cock as it slid in. The muscles seemed to close around his throbbing cock, clutching it eagerly, and he felt that this was going to be one of the most gigantic orgasms he had ever experienced! Yet he didn't want to hurt his wife, and he managed to exercise some control.
Millie was mumbling "It's so big, darling ... so big ..." but she was wriggling her hips sensuously to accommodate his steel-hard cock, and he sensed she was getting some excitement from the act. Millie wondered crazily if it were possible to be split in two. That's how Ralph's cock felt inside her. She couldn't take any more without something inside her tearing apart! But she didn't want him to stop!
Now, she moved backward slightly, wanting him to enjoy it more, and she could hear and feel his balls slapping against her hairy slit and lower buttocks, each time he thrust his cock into her. For a fleeting instant, she wondered if she would faint when he speeded up his strokes. Why would any woman let a man ... even her husband, whom she adored ... do this to her? It was animal-like. Dirty. Wrong. Her husband's words floated about her brain ... "Nothing is wrong or dirty, when two people love each other ..." Was he right?
Ralph had been surprised at the ease with which her anus had absorbed his huge cock, and he stared down in awe at her resilient opening, expanding and contracting as he shoved his impaling cock in and out of her.
She seemed to be getting with it, he mused, for she was setting up a counter-motion as his cock plunged in, pushing back hard to take more of it into her anus. He knew she would enjoy it, and he was pleased that he had chosen this time to try it.
Millie's hand snaked between her legs and grasped his balls. She massaged them gently, squeezing slightly as they bounced about in rhythm with his plunging cock. It was crazy, she thought, but she felt the same way about being fucked in the anus as she had the regular way. She wondered if it were possible to take more of him inside her ... even his balls! She could tell from the happy moans that were coming from his throat that he was enjoying it this way, and she wanted it to be perfect for him when he popped his semen into her depths.
The lust-driven man was almost ready to cum, and he had to slow his rampaging movements to hold back. He wanted to prolong this delicious sensation as long as possible and at the same time, he wanted Mildred to get used to it, all in this one session.
She was beginning to enjoy the over-stuffed feeling that permeated her lower body, and she played with his testicles joyfully, liking the fact that she was able to completely accept her husband's sexual ways and fully gratify his every desire.
Without warning, words came flooding from her mouth ... words she never thought that she ... or any woman ... would ever say. "Oh, fuck me there, darling ...," she gasped. "Fuck my asshole ... deep and hard ... fuck it, Ralph ... fuck it!" She felt waves of excitement sweeping over her as the words aroused her to her fullest sexual capacity.
"Shoot your cum into my ass!" Mildred begged. "I want to feel it shooting up inside me ... way up inside my asshole!" She couldn't understand why the lewd words excited her so, nor could she know how much they aroused her husband. Ralph was in seventh heaven. He had found what he had always dreamed of ... the perfect wife! Mildred was a beautiful, ladylike creature in public, but in bed, she became a raging tigress who could never be satisfied. She would make his life complete ... even giving him children, whom he was sure he would love and who would love him. In spite of his boistering way of life before he had met Mildred, Ralph was a home-loving man at heart. Now, his work was paying off with the fulfillment of a dream!
He began to concentrate on his orgasm, knowing that she had almost reached her peak of excitement. He saw her hand steal between her legs and her fingers begin to work at the folds of hot, wet cunt-flesh. She began to breathe differently, drawing in huge gulps of air with a groaning sound that told him she would be able to cum using her fingers as he had his orgasm in her anus! It thrilled him to know that he had led her to this point of being able to sexually fulfill both their needs in whatever form of sexual intercourse he chose, and he began to pump harder into her anal passage. His pelvis thudded against her moon-shaped buttocks, so deep was he entering her anus, and Millie began to mumble unintelligible words as she worked away at her clitoris with her fingers.
The raven-haired wife could almost feel his huge cock through the thin walls of her cunt, and she was deliriously happy at the sensation of being totally used ... totally filled.
"Oh, Ralph ... fuck it that way, darling ... fuck it harder! I want to cum ... you cum up my ass ... don't worry about me ... !" she cried in a delicious torment. She was afraid that he would stop suddenly, thinking she was in pain, but she needn't have worried. Her sensitive husband had noted the slight tones of pain., in her moaning and her words, and it added a sadistic thrill to his fucking. He watched his turgid hammering in and out of the brownish hole, sliding in and out easily now. His sperm-swollen balls seemed about to burst, and sweat stood out on his face from his efforts. He knew it was only a matter of seconds before he shot his white juices up into her rectum, and he hoped that she was almost at the point of orgasm also.
Millie's body was bouncing and screwing back with each thrust of his cock, and she seemed totally rapt in the thrills she was receiving. "Oh, lover ... oh, darling ... ," she moaned, pushing back hard against his cock. "Fuck it harder ... fuck me good ... I've got to cum ... please fuck me ..."
At her words, Ralph abandoned all thought of control. He began to ram his cock in and out with piston-like strokes, knowing he was close to cumming, and that his wife was on the brink.
He groaned as the white hot fluid raced wildly from his balls through the length of his swollen cock and spilled in jet-like streams deep into her rectum. He was shaking, partly from the thrill and partly from the exhausting effort he had put into his sex act.
As one hand ripped at her clitoris, Millie grabbed the pillow with the other, and she shoved the corner of it into her mouth as if to stifle a scream. He couldn't make out what she was saying, but it didn't matter. They were both in an animalistic stage where words meant nothing ... only the wild, raging thrills that coursed over their bodies. Ralph felt like a sultan ... he had every kind of sex he wanted in his grasp ... and it was all embodied in one woman. He felt proud of himself as a teacher, and proud of Mildred for the way she had responded.
Millie's hand pawed madly at her soaking-wet cunt, and she took the pillow from her mouth and begged "Don't stop, Ralph ... fill me to the top ... give me more..."
Her pleas brought the lust-crazed man to a new peak of frenzy, and he rammed his cock as hard and as fast as he could up into her anal channel. He didn't want it to go soft on him ... he could continue on like this forever, with his wild, insatiable wife! He knew from the way her legs were jerking and her buttocks were quivering, that Mildred was already into her cum, but as he rammed his penis harder into her, she seemed to launch into a second and more shattering orgasm. Her body shook violently, and her face contorted with the exquisite pleasure of sexual fulfillment ... greater than she'd ever dreamed possible.
As the thrills began to wane, the dark-haired woman collapsed forward on her stomach, and Ralph lay atop her, gasping for breath. Mildred felt a return of her old guilt and shame. In spite of the near-perfect enjoyment she had received from her husband, she couldn't get the idea out of her head that he was nothing more than an animal! He was immoral and filthy to want to perform such an obscene act on the woman he claimed to love. But then again ... she reassured herself ... love does come in many different forms.
* * *
The plane had been late, and Mildred was nervous as she waited for the children. But once she spotted them, she was delirious with joy, and amid tearful hugs and kisses, it had taken them another twenty minutes to get on their way back to the lakeside community.
She sat up front with Ralph, but her full attention was on her children who sat in the back seat. She was most happy about the way they seemed to take to her new husband, and he had turned on his full charm and seemed to genuinely like both of them. She had been surprised at how much both of them had grown, but was pleased that Polly was so well-shaped and pretty and seemed so outgoing in her personality. But Mike had really surprised her with his manliness, his maturity and his gentlemanly ways. He was tall and handsome, and it almost hurt her to realize he wasn't a little boy any more. When he had first stepped out of the plane, for a brief instant, her heart stopped ... he looked so much like his father had.
Now, she was bombarding them with questions about how they were doing in school, and about their teachers and friends ... did they think they would like California? She was so happy to see them again that she couldn't stop talking. But the time flew, and as Ralph pulled into the road that led to their little lakeside village, he proudly pointed out the dimensions of their property. The land covered over fifteen acres, ending at the lake, and Ralph was justly proud of the place.
Mike became excited about the lake and the boat, and Ralph laughingly told him that he'd have to wait until morning to try it out. "The lake is really beautiful," the older man said proudly. "Too bad it's so dark now."
Mike replied graciously that he was a little tired anyhow, and that tomorrow would be fine. The blond-haired teenaged boy already knew he was going to like the place.
As they entered the house, both teenagers walked about in awe. The large, sprawling house was lavishly furnished, with every comfort, and it was obvious they were impressed.
"I'll get dinner, Ralph. Show the children their rooms, will you? They'll want to freshen up ."
Ralph was in a pleasant mood at seeing Mildred so happy, and he did like her kids.
"Come on, gang!" he chuckled. "Grab your stuff and I'll give you the dollar tour."
As she watched them go, smiling at each other happily, Mildred felt that she was the luckiest person on earth. Two fine children, a man who adored her and who excited her sexually beyond her wildest fantasies ... the security that love and money can bring were hers. It had come out the way she had wanted and it was like walking in a dream.
She hummed merrily as she prepared dinner, lavishing her full attention on preparing a meal they would never forget.
She paused, smiling to herself, as she heard sounds of laughter coming from the bedrooms. She was so pleased that Ralph and the children really liked each other. She knew that as time passed, and they came to know each other better, liking would ripen into genuine love.
Young Mike was so grown up. He seemed to be a gentle boy, considerate and polite, yet his muscular body seemed to bristle with vibrant life and the joy of living. It was as if they hadn't been apart an hour, she thought, much less four years.
Millie still hadn't quite evaluated the changes time had brought about in her daughter. One thing she was grateful for ... Mike and Polly seemed especially close and showed in a dozen ways that they truly loved and respected each other. She had been an only child, and had longed so for a brother or sister to share joys and troubles with, so she appreciated this closeness in her children.
But Polly was hardly a child any more. Mildred had noticed her well-formed breasts, her curvy hips and trim legs and ankles. She also noticed that her blonde-haired daughter had a very flirtatious smile and a way of using her eyes that must drive the boys wild. Millie had to face it reluctantly ... Pony was much more woman than she was girl.
The dinner turned out to be fabulous, and Millie was blushing all through it at the compliments she received from all of them. After dinner, they went into the spacious living room and Ralph brought out brandy, offering it to all. Millie was surprised, though not really disturbed, when both Polly and Mike joined in the drinks. They talked and talked, until finally Raply said with a smile, "These guys must be tired, honey. What say we let them get to bed?" He was certain that Mildred must be exhausted, emotionally and physically. It had been a full, wonderful day for her, and her husband was happy he had been able to make it possible.
Mike welcomed the idea of sleep, and Polly soon followed him upstairs. Millie and Ralph now sat finishing their drinks, smiling tenderly at each other.
"The children really like you," Millie said happily.
"We'll have a wonderful summer, honey, because I really like them. They're really great. Thanks for giving them to me." Tears welled into her eyes and she moved over and snuggled up to him.
* * *
The excitement of the day had tried Mike, and he wasn't used to the brandies he had consumed, but he relaxed when he got to his room. He decided he wanted a warm shower to put him in the perfect mood for sleep. He had been elated when he saw his mother. She was as beautiful as he had dreamed she would be. She looked so happy, and Mike felt a great respect and liking for Ralph. He liked the way they looked at each other - telling the whole world they were in love. His mother seemed so beautiful and gentle that Mike had wanted to hold her to him and never let her go. He hadn't realized how hungry he had been for just the sight of her.
He walked into the bathroom that connected his room with Polly's and, seeing the large tub, changed his mind about the shower and decided he wanted to soak in a hot bath. He turned on the taps and went back to his room, getting undressed slowly as he looked about the room more carefully. Then he stepped through the bathroom to Polly's door and called her name softly. When he got no reply he assumed she was still downstairs talking. He adjusted the water temperature, then relaxed in the soothing water, feeling at peace with the world and himself.
He liked the house ... and he liked Ralph Carter. He imagined himself sailing the beautiful green waters of the lake, and showing his mother how much he'd learned about sailing. The thought of her standing on the deck, complimenting him, made him happy. He could remember her youthful body as it had looked in a tight-fitting swimsuit, and he looked forward to the many swims they would have together. Polly had a body like her mother's, he reflected, envisioning both of them naked.
He hardly realized that his hand had gone down to his slowly hardening penis, and that he was now stroking it gently. The warmth of the water and the vivid images of his mother and sister naked had excited Mike, and he stroked his cock until it was rigid and erect. He remembered his mother's fragrance as she had kissed him goodnight, and he suddenly wished he had someone like her to put his throbbing cock into! He remembered how soft and yielding her body had been against his as she kissed him goodnight ... how soft and sweet her lips had felt on his own. His hand moved faster and faster along his stiff, large column, and he closed his eyes, fantasizing that he was fucking a woman like his mother, or a girl like his sister ... but his fantasy images had no faces ... just lovely bodies!
The bathroom door opened suddenly and Mike automatically drew up his knees to hide his erection. His eyes snapped open and he saw his sister standing in the doorway, smiling knowingly.
"I'm ... I'm taking a bath!" he raged at her, flushing deeply. She walked boldly into the room and over to the edge of the tub, where she stood leering down at him.
She put her hands on her hips like a slut and smirked, "Among other things, little brother!"
He started to protest his innocence, but she bent over quickly and spread his legs, using both hands. Her eyes fastened on his hard, erect cock, the head engorged with blood, and she grinned evilly.
"Cut it out!" Mike stormed. "You've got no right ....
His blonde-haired sister straightened up, looking with admiration at his large cock, her lips curled in a sneer. She was in command and she knew it, and she enjoyed the superior position she had stumbled upon and now decided she would have some fun ... and maybe make something more of the situation.
"Don't be bashful," she sneered. "That's something you ought to be proud of ... that monster between your legs!"
Before he realized her intention, she stopped and encircled his cock with her fingers. He jumped from the coolness of her hand, and he suddenly pushed at her fingers.
"Big deal!" he snapped. "So you caught me jerking off! So ... sue me!" His older sister didn't relinquish her firm grip on his throbbing cock, and she began to slowly move the loose skin up and down, causing spasms to contract his stomach muscles.
"Say ..." Polly said ruefully, "I've been missing out on a good bet. That's the real thing you've got there. It really is, Mike. It's the nicest cock I've seen yet. And all this time, I could have been getting it!"
She let go of his rock-hard cock and walked to the bathroom doors and locked both of them. Then as she walked back to the tub, she unloosed her robe and dropped it to the floor, and her young brother's eyes widened as she stood beside him, completely naked. He could see, from his vantage point, the damp lips of her cunt, and beyond them, the wet, glistening folds of flesh that he knew shielded her clitoris ... "man in the boat" ... as the guys at school called it.
His pulsing cock jumped wildly as he surveyed his sister's lovely cunt. It looked tight and unused, and he wondered if he would be breaking her cherry if he did fuck her! But Polly's eyes were glued on his hard cock, and she murmered softly, "I want to kiss it, Mike ..." Before her words had fully registered in his mind, she had joined him in the tub, her legs spread wide, revealing her open cunt, with all its exciting promise!
She took hold of his pulsing cock, her eyes glazing with lust, but now he tried to protest. "Polly ... what the hell are you trying to do? We could get into a lot of trouble!"
"Relax!" she commanded. "I just want to taste that sweet thing!" She moved, quickly changing her position so that her head was near his cock and his mouth was near her inviting cunt. He stared at the slit of her pussy, and beyond, the enticing mounds of her buttocks, and he suddenly wanted to bury his face in her cunt! The sight of her, and the feel of her hand on his cock drove him insane.
"Don't worry, Mike ... it'll be wonderful!" she said, flicking her tongue out to lick the
swollen head of his cock. The sensation drove him wild with desire. He had never had anything happen like this. He had almost made out with a girl from Polly's school, but it had ended with them both just fingering each other until both became too frustrated and called it quits.
What his sister was doing to him was pure delight, and for an instant, he didn't give a damn if they did get caught! Chances like this came once in a lifetime! She spread her legs so that he could look right into her cunt, and his hand went automatically to the blonde, fuzz-lined lips of her pussy, groping awkwardly for the inner recesses where he sensed he would find the key to her passions. He ran his extended middle finger lightly along the narrow slit, feeling for the nub of flesh that he knew was her seat of sexual emotions, and as he did, Polly spread her legs wider and mumbled, "Find it, honey boy ... find it!"
Her lips were closing over the head of his cock now, and he was startled at the coolness of her mouth, forgetting that he lay immersed in hot water. "Find my clit, honey ... ," his sister mumbled. "Rub it with your fingers!" She was running her tongue up and down the length of his cock now, pausing at the head to plunge her mouth down over it for an instant, before she resumed the tantalizing licking.
"Gee ... ," he moaned, "that's so wonderful ... so nice!" His finger found the spot he sought and he began to massage her clitoris between thumb and finger. He knew he had found the right spot, for it was hard, and it seemed to be trying to elude his touch.
"That's it ... that's the spot, darling ... ," Polly moaned, her lips closing over the head of his throbbing cock. She felt giddy, and she bit gingerly down on the swollen cock-head, as Mike's whole body suddenly stiffened. Her white teeth on his cock-head sent waves of pleasure through him. He had never felt anything as wonderful in his life! He loved what his sister was doing to his cock, and he couldn't remember ever seeing his cock so big and hard before. His whole crotch felt like it was in flames, and Polly moved her hand down to the base of his cock and then lower, grasping his balls in her hand. She suddenly sucked the entire pulsing length into her mouth, and the electric shock almost sat him upright! He thought he would cum right then, but as he sank back slightly, his eyes went to the open cunt that was close to his mouth, and he licked his lips in a nervous, hungry gesture.
"You're so good ... so wonderful ... !" he gasped. Polly was concentrating on her own pleasure, and now she sucked his cock deep into her mouth, tormenting him by using her tongue and her teeth on it with each in and out movement. She wanted to taste his cum ... to feel it shoot into her mouth and down her throat, and her cunt was becoming more fiery, more needful, as she sucked her brother's
burgeoning cock lewdly.
Her head bobbed up and down in a flurry of gold, and Mike watched her, entranced at the sight of his cock disappearing into her mouth ... almost totally! Polly could already taste the salty seminal fluid that had seeped from his cock, and it drove her to increased passion.
She let go of his cock long enough to gasp, "Put more fingers in my cunt, Mike ... deep ... hard ... hard!"
She immediately sucked his cock back into her mouth, gasping at the suddenness with which her brother rammed four fingers inside her throbbing cunt! Now, he was using his nails to torment her clit, while trying to spread his fingers wide enough to touch the inner walls of her pussy! He was learning fast, she thought in elation. It was going to be one hell of a summer for both of them!
The crude word for vagina made the teenaged boy hornier than ever, and he jabbed wildly into her cunt with his fingers, wishing he could touch every bit of her pussy and make her jump and scream with pleasure. She was so beautiful, and now, so sexy ... so full of sensuality ... so fulfilling! He wondered vaguely why he hadn't discovered this before, and he remembered how his cock had grown hard at the sight of her luscious breasts. He began to move his fingers in and out of her steaming pussy, raking his nails across her clitoris, and a great, hot feeling of pleasure almost smothered him. He wasn't just a "little brother!" He was a full-grown lover! He felt his cum boiling up inside him, and he wanted to do something for his sister before he spewed his hot juice into her mouth. He had to do something to give her the pleasure she was giving to him!
The sucking blonde-haired girl sensed that he was about ready to explode his cum into her mouth, and she wiggled her wide-open cunt in his face. She wanted to cum when he did, when his sticky fluid bubbled into her mouth and down her throat and into her belly. Her cunt was burning, and she sucked his cock as hard as she could, feeling him arching his back wildly to shove even more of it into her throat!
"I'm cumming, sis ... !" Mike moaned. His cock was out of control now, and lie simply let his emotional reactions take over. She could do anything she wanted to him ... have anything she wanted ... just as long as she finished his cum ... now! He felt the hot waves of semen rushing the length of his cock, and he dug wildly at her clitoris as he saw her sucking his cock madly, taking every drop of his cum into her pretty mouth! She sucked furiously, the pungent fluid driving her insane with passion. Her cunt was contracting wildly under his onslaught, and she feverishly gulped down the huge load of cum that he was ejecting into her mouth. She swallowed it all, and gloated at the lust-gratifying feeling she had as she swallowed it greedily.
Her buttocks began to gyrate and jerk wildly, as her brother's fingers finally brought her to climax at almost the same time he was spurting his cum into her hungrily sucking mouth.
Great waves of pleasure engulfed her, and she began to tenderly suck his now deflating cock, as she tried to take the very last drop into her hot mouth. Mike was still jerking up and down, his eyes glazed with pleasure that he had never before known. He seemed to be unable to stop shoving his cock deep into her hungry mouth, even though he had passed his climax. He didn't want to ever stop this glorious feeling that was engulfing his whole being!
Polly was still sucking his cock, and he paused to watch her. She was beautiful, he thought, and now more beautiful than ever because of what she had given him: heaven!
She was carried away in a world of her own, he thought, completely happy to be giving him this ultimate joy, and he spread her cunt-lips and stared into the soft, wet, shiny folds of flesh inside her cunt. She was beautiful all over! In spite of all the crude jokes he had heard about pussies, his sister's was absolutely beautiful. He bent forward to smell it, and affirmed that it held an overpowering odor of sweetness that he associated with womanhood. She was utterly adorable! And to think ... it had been there all along ... !
Polly finally moved away from him, and he heard a sucking noise as his fingers popped out of her cunt. She grinned down at him as if they had just finished a game of tennis and said lightly, "You're really something else, brother!"
"God, Polly," Mike replied fervently, "you were wonderful. I never dreamed anything could be so good!"
"I had my kicks, too!" she laughed. "But you've got a few things to learn ... like, maybe soon, you'll suck my cunt!"
"Oh, gee ... I wanted to, honey ... but I didn't know how you'd take it... ," Mike apologized.
"We'll have time... ," Polly said happily, "And if you don't want to, maybe I'll find some kids around here who would be glad to!" She had to get in her vicious little dig, but she took the edge off her remark by bending over and kissing the head of his cock. She climbed out of the tub, and her younger brother kept his eyes glued on her as she grabbed a towel and dried her body.
She became aware of his look of disappointment, and Polly softened her voice as she said, "I was half-kidding, Mike. But it might be fun to find some others our age to get into the act ... huh?"
The teenaged boy looked at her lovely body, reluctant to share it with any other human being, but he managed a smile and said tonelessly, "Yeah ... that might be fun."
Chapter 4
It was a bright beautiful day, and Mike got up feeling like a million. Everything seemed beautiful. He glanced out the window at the lake and felt a wild urge to run out and plunge into the cool, green water, naked.
Instead, he donned his swim trunks, thinking that he wanted to try out the boat, and wondering if it wouldn't be a good idea to invite his sister along. It would give them a good chance to find out what sort of people lived close, and what kind of action he and Polly might expect. Leave it to her, he thought, with her outgoing, brash personality, to get right to the heart of the question.
At the thought of her, he let his mind drift deliciously back to last night in the bathroom. At first, he had felt guilty and ashamed, but Polly had convinced him that it was perfectly natural and even beautiful, because they loved each other so dearly. Mike was easily convinced, for he truly did love his sister with a fullness that he knew no other female could ever arouse in him.
He went into the bathroom and was about to knock on Polly's door, but as he was raising his hand the door opened and she stood there, smiling happily. She wore a tight-fitting bikini, and Mike gasped as he eyed her young, attractive breasts and the bare midriff. His eyes couldn't stay away from the crotch, for the material revealed the slit of her pussy, and his mind flooded with memories of the night before.
"Mind if I go out on the boat with you?" the blonde-haired girl queried.
"I was just going to ask you," he replied warmly.
They walked downstairs together, where their mother was preparing breakfast. She smiled at them and paused to kiss them both. "Rest well?" she asked.
They chorused their answers in the affirmative, exchanging sly glances with each other. As Millie bustled about, Mike blushingly felt that each time she looked at him, she must know that Polly has sucked him last night. It had to show. His face grew redder at his own thoughts, and he found himself wondering what his mother's pretty red lips would feel and look like wrapped around his stiff penis. He shook his head and dropped his gaze, in an effort to brush such evil thoughts from his mind.
"You two look like you're heading for a swim. Ralph had to go into town, but he'll be back early." Millie offered.
"Well ..." Mike said slowly, "we thought we'd take the boat out ... you know ... sail around a little and maybe get acquainted ... if it's all right."
' "I'm sure you're a good sailor, and Ralph wouldn't mind. After all, you are pretty well grown up!" Millie's eyes took in her son's half-naked body with pride. He was a manly figure.
"We might not be back until late, Mom," Polly explained. "We thought we'd really pull in to some of the other docks and try to make some friends." She wanted to be ready to take advantage of any opportunity she might run into, to have a ball with some young man. Or ... she thought salaciously ... she and Mike might just find something exciting to do!
"All right ... but be careful," their raven-haired mother smiled. She made a mental vow not to treat them like small children. They were, when she'd seen them last, but that was four years ago. She didn't want anything to dent her happiness, and she determined to be more than a mother to them. She wanted to be their friend and confidante.
After a hasty breakfast, Mike waved and ran toward the lake. As he neared the dock where the boat was tied up, he stopped and stared at the beautiful craft. No wonder they called boats "She," he thought. They were as sleek and curvesome and beautiful as a female.
He walked out on the dock, his mouth open, taking in all the fittings, the extra comforts, and the trimness of the sailboat.
"Man ...," he said in an awed tone. "That's a yacht! It's so beautiful ... " His sister had come up behind him, and she felt happy for her brother. She didn't care what the boat looked like, so long as it got her around, but she was happy that it pleased Mike.
They climbed aboard and the teenaged boy yelled delightedly, "She sleeps four! Imagine that!" Polly laughed aloud, for she had much different ideas about the use of the bunks. "Let's get going," she urged.
Ralph Carter had had the boat specially built for the lake. It had sloop rigging and was twenty-one feet long, with a forward cabin below deck. Mike fell in love with it the moment he saw it. In minutes, he had hoisted the jib and they were moving away from the dock, and Polly watched with admiration as he maneuvered the craft, hoisting the main sail and handling the boat as if he'd been born on it.
"Boy, is that cabin nice!" Polly said enthusiastically. "We could even throw a small party aboard." Mike was so busy he hardly heard her, but he nodded anyhow. He was in his glory. The breeze was brisk, the sky blue, and the boat was a dream to handle.
"Better sit up on the prow, Pol, if you're going to see who lives around here!" he called to her. Even the excitement of the boat had not blotted out the original plans to find some new and exciting sex partners among the lakeside community.
He steered close to shore, both of them scanning the houses that were set far back in the trees. They also looked over each dock, hopeful of seeing some fellow sailors. However, most of the houses appeared empty.
"A lot of them come just for the summer, and they haven't arrived yet, I think," the blonde-haired girl said, a bit disappointed.
"We've got a lot of lake left," Mike replied confidently.
They sailed another mile down the lake, seeing no one, but as Mike was about to tack about and try the other shore, a small power boat seemed to appear from nowhere and headed toward them. Polly stood up as it neared and slowed, waving to the occupants. The boat was piloted by a dark-haired youth who seemed to be about seventeen, and his face lit up in a welcoming grin.
"Hi! Nice boat!" he said admiringly.
"Where are you from?" Polly shouted over the noise of his idling motor.
The pilot cupped his hand to his ear, then shook his head. "Follow me to shore!" he yelled, heading slowly for the far shore of the lake, glancing back to admire Polly's curves.
"Want to?" Mike asked.
"Looks like he might be fun," she replied without too much interest.
Mike felt a strange pang of jealousy, and he shrugged as he headed the sailboat in the wake of the power craft. He was slow in getting it docked, and the grinning boy threw them a rope and helped him tie up. The dock was like theirs, and far back among the trees, they could see a lovely house.
As Mike helped his sister out, the youth shoved out his hand and gave them a huge grin. "I'm Jeff Patterson," he said gaily. "Glad you showed up. It's been dull around here."
"I'm Mike and this is my sister Polly," Mike said, shaking his hand. He noted jealously that the boy was tall and muscular, and had a deep tan, and he grudgingly admitted to himself that Jeff was good-looking.
Polly babbled on, explaining where they lived, where they had gone to school, and other small talk until Jeff interrupted her.
"How about a beer or something up at the house?" He glanced meaningly at Mike and added, "My younger sister and I have the place to ourselves while my parents are in Europe."
Polly broke into a broad grin, and Mike felt a sudden lift at the mention of a sister. They walked to the house and their young host introduced his sister Ellen. Mike was goggle-eyed. She wore a bikini as tight as Polly's, and her shape was every bit as perfect as his sister's. She had dark hair, and it suddenly struck Mike that Ellen Patterson looked an awful lot like his mother.
The young girl was fifteen, but her body was trim and full, with rounded, pert breasts and curvaceous hips, and beautifully rounded buttocks - most of which showed under the bikini. He fell for her right away. She was more a woman than a girl, and Mike was already envisioning some orgiastic sessions - especially since the two were on their own.
Jeff led them into a large game room and went to the bar that stood at one end, strutting as if he were the man of the house. There were several easy chairs, a sofa, and a pool table, as well as dart boards on the wall. Rick motioned them to the long sofa that was facing a huge stone fireplace.
"Beer? Or maybe something with a little more kick?" he asked, glancing from Mike to Polly.
Mike felt grown up and imortant as he answered, "Beer will do just fine for both of us."
Their young host came from behind the bar with four tall mugs and four cans of beer on a tray. When they had opened them and settled, they began talking about boats, the lake, and school.
"Could I see your sailboat?" Ellen asked Mike. He was flattered and he jumped at the chance to be alone with her.
"Want a ride?" he asked eagerly. The young girl glanced at her older brother and he nodded. As they rose, Mike saw that Polly was pleased at the chance to be alone with Jeff. The dark-haired youth asked, "Want to take a beer along?" But Mike shook his head and took Ellen's hand as they ran happily down to the dock.
"Another beer for you?" Jeff asked Polly, but she shook her head. He had moved close to her on the sofa, and he retorted quickly, "How about a kiss, then?" The blonde-haired girl had already decided that she wanted him, and he was making it easy.
His strong arm went around her as he set his beer down and took hers from her. He used his weight to force her down on her back on the sofa and looked down at her curvaceous body, thinking that it was made for nothing but sex. Her bold eyes had already told him that she liked it. It was going to be one hell of a summer, he thought elatedly.
Jeff bent over her, and let his opened lips come to her with tantalizing slowness, before he finally engulfed her tongue in his mouth, using his own to war with it. He felt a thrill go over him at her responsiveness, and his kiss had quickly begun to turn-on Polly.
"Nice bikini," Jeff said boldly, running his hand over her firm young body. "But I bet that what's underneath is beautiful. Mind if I look?" He was trying to be worldly and suave, and Polly liked it somehow. His hand went around her back and unloosened her brassiere. Then he took it off, reieasing her full breasts, whose nipples were already growing hard.
The dark-haired youth's mouth went quickly to one of them, and he mumbled through his sucking, "God ... what a pair of boobs!" He massaged the other with his hand, then switched his kisses to her other breast. Polly was breathing hard and moaning softly as his tongue licked over her taut nipples. She held his head in her hands as he nipped and sucked at her breasts. She wanted much more, and she suddenly said, "If you're going to fuck me, you'd better get the bottoms off!"
Jeff sat up straight and looked into her bold eyes. Then he reached down and rolled the flimsy swimsuit material down over her hips. His cock snapped to attention, becoming suddenly hard and thick as he looked at the sparse patch of her blonde pubic hair which just managed to obscure the lips of her young pussy. He quickly stripped off his own clothes while Polly lay back, watching with open-mouthed interest as his large cock leaped out of his confining pants, pointing upward from his bush of dark pubic hair. It was much bigger than any other she'd seen, and for a second, she was a bit frightened.
"Man ... you're really hung!" she said in awe. Her stomach muscles twitched with excitement, and she could feel the wetness flooding her cunt. She really wanted this man!
Jeff grinned and stretched out beside her, his penis resting temptingly against her white, smooth thighs, and she felt her passions come to a boil inside her loins. This was too good to put off any longer.
"Fuck me right away, Jeff," she pleaded, her hand brushing against her pussy-lips, spreading them wider. She wanted his long, hard cock buried up inside her hungry cunt, and she reached for it, wrapping the thick cock-head in her small hand and feeling the blood pound crazily through the rubbery tip.
The dark-haired youth knelt between her legs without making her let go of his cock, and Polly drew her knees up and draped them around his hips. He looked down at her pointed, firm breasts, and gave her complete control of his cock as he kept his hands on either side of her shoulders. The blonde-haired girl could feel drops of wetness forming on her pussy-lips, and she was already slippery and wet inside. She sensed that Jeff was going to be the best fuck she'd ever had. He was young, able, ready and had the equipment to really send her on a sex-trip she hoped would never be topped.
On his part, Jeff knew that he would have to really fight for command of his passions, for this chick was really the answer to a prayer. He wanted to hold back his cum until he had had his fill of her pretty cunt, and that was going to take time.
Her hand steered the swollen head of his huge penis down into the fuzzy mound of her welcoming pussy. As if to tease herself, she rubbed the rubbery cock-head along the slit of her pussy-lips, letting it part the opening to her vagina a little, as she gasped in anticipation. She touched it to her clitoris, and a wave of sensual pleasure swept over her. She couldn't wait much longer to have it all up inside her, and she moved her pelvis about to open her cunt as'wide as possible. Arching her hips slightly, she ran the huge fleshpole along the wet, pink flesh of her tight cuntal opening.
Jeff was poised over her, delighted with her desire and expertise in fucking, and he too felt the rising pressure inside his loins. He wanted desperately to drive his cock deep up into her cunt, but he held back, letting Polly have her fun. In spite of its wetness, the girl's pussy seemed to resist the penetration of his massive cock, and she used the fingers of one hand to spread her lips wider. The tip of the youth's cock suddenly slid up inside her opening, and she jerked spasmodically at the stab of pain it brought. He was really built!
Jeff could no longer torment himself this way, and he tentatively jammed his cock deeper into her cunt. "Oh, God ... but you've got a whopper ..." Polly grunted. She enjoyed the pain-pleasure that stabbed at her cunt as he stretched it beyond what she thought it could stand. She knew he had it only partially in, and she wondered if she could really take all of his burgeoning penis into her throbbing pussy. She wanted to, but she felt sudden panic.
The dark-haired youth gave her no choice. He couldn't wait much longer. He suddenly rammed his pulsing cock into her pussy as far as it would go! He could feel the tip of it bang against the bottom of her vagina, and he impaled her all the way to the hilt. It startled her, and her legs shot out wide, jerking wildly in the air.
She screamed with the pain-pleasure that engulfed her, and her eyes became glassy with fear. She loved it, yet she hated and feared it. Jeff had a cock like a horse, she thought, and he would split her cunt into bloody shreds.
"God, Jeff ... take it easy ..." Polly begged. "I want to be fucked, but you're trying to kill me!"
"Aw, come on, it isn't that big!" he retorted. "You've had enough cocks in you to be able to handle mine!"
He looked down between their bodies and saw that his lust-hardened cock was buried in her cunt up to the hilt, his dark pubic hair mingling with her fuzzy blonde hairs. He felt a surge of power as her body trembled beneath him. It felt good to be filling a tight cunt like hers, and he knew that she really was enjoying it, despite her protests. They all did, once it had settled into their cunts.
As the pain began to subside a bit, Polly relaxed the muscles inside her pussy. It seemed as if she could feel every contour of his huge penis, and as it probed the untouched parts of her moistly heated cunt, she began to thrill to the touch with every move he made to drive it in deeper. Every nerve-end in her pussy seemed to be sending messages to her brain, and as the sensuous pleasure increased, the pain quickly ended. His throbbing cock seemed to have become a part of her being, and she depended on it to carry her to the very pinnacle of sexual gratification. She was its servant, begging for mercy and relief. She felt his bloated balls slapping against her buttocks, and each slap gave her an added thrill.
Jeff had changed his pace now. He was deliberately going slow, putting heavy pressure on his cock so that Polly would appreciate and enjoy every bit of it as it crowded deep into her cunt, seeming to fill it completely. He liked the solid contact his cock made with her clitoris and the walls of her inner vagina. The thrill for him was a constant thing, whether he was pumping his cock in or drawing it out.
The blonde-haired girl felt as if the walls of her cunt were expanded to the limit, and that every inch of her vaginal passage was being caressed by his huge cock as it plunged up into her. The pleasure branched out from her clitoris to the cunt-walls, and on upward into her belly and beyond. Even her nipples seemed to be electrified by his plunging cock, and she thought about the waves of the lake washing onto the shore as huge waves of joy spread throughout her body - some sharp and hard, others gentle and soothing - but all of them welcome.
Her hips began to rotate in a slow rhythm that matched the deliberate stroking of Jeff's cock. They seemed to be perfectly attuned to each other, for as he groaned with pleasure, Polly answered with a moan an instant later. She had begun to enjoy this fuck more than any sensation she had ever known in her life, and she was not the kind to let any possible thrill escape her.
Jeff watched the lips of her pussy enlarging, engulfing the last quarter-inch of his cock up into her wet, slippery cunt. He moaned with the visual stimulant and increased his speed slightly, leaning forward to find her cool lips and bury his flicking tongue deep into her throat. At the same instant, Jeff wondered how it would feel to have her take his cock into her mouth and suck it ... nibble on it ... lave it with her tongue.
Polly was almost delirious with joy. "God!" she thought, I've never had anything like this inside me before! And to think ... we're practically neighbors! We'll have a chance to do this all summer ... maybe longer!
Her attention was drawn back to her pulsating pussy as Jeff began to tease her ... letting only the spongy head of his cock enter her vagina ... then suddenly withdrawing it and plunging it in to the hilt! The youth had read somewhere that this was an old Japanese sex trick, and he tried to change the rhythm and the depth of his lunges into her.
He had to fight back the urge to just let go and shoot his complete load of semen up into her hungry cunt, but he was too much concerned with further sex with her to chance spoiling it for her with a premature ejaculation. She was much too wonderful!
Polly wriggled and jerked, trying to take all of his stiff member into her greedy pussy, and her passion exploded so that she couldn't contain herself. "Oh, jeez ... fuck it, Jeff ... ! Fuck my pussy harder ... harder ... I have to cum ... ! I want to cum ... !" She was like a female animal, rutting with a male. She had no shame, and she surely felt no guilt. That's what she'd been given a cunt for, she had always said to herself. Cunts were for fucking, and Jeff was doing a wonderful job. Though neither knew it, they were struggling for the same objective ... to time their orgasm to match that of the other, after having given full sexual satisfaction!
The blonde-haired teenaged girl longed to feel his hot juices exploding inside her vagina, filling it with the special delight that she always felt when she knew she had been able to fully satisfy and excite a male. Jeff, with the same thought, was actually proud of the way he managed to control his cum until he knew without doubt that his partner had gained every last thrill from his manipulations except the ultimate one. He had never quite known anyone like her. He was much more used to the coy ones, or the teasers and the pretenders, who tried their best to convince him that they were doing him an immense favor by letting him fuck them, when he knew all the time that he had to be at least a hundred down the list!
But this girl was different. She made no bones about liking to be fucked, and he didn't think she was putting him on about his massive cock hurting her at first.
He knew he had a big one. He'd been told that before by women much older than Polly. And now, he had this fresh young cunt begging him to make her cum. The thought drove him out of control, and he began ramming his cock home without respect for Polly's feelings. He just wanted to ravish her, and if she had an orgasm, so much the better. He had all summer to fuck around with her!
As he relinquished control, his hot cum spurted through his thick flesh shaft and began to splash against the walls of Polly's cunt. As she felt the first surge strike deep into her, her clitoris came to electric life, dancing and thrusting to gain the fullest friction against his rampaging cock. She could feel the viscous fluid seeping out, running down the crevice between her buttocks and covering Jeff's balls. The whole area of their naked loins was soaked with his cum mixed with her free-flowing juices.
The dark-haired youth's mind was in a daze from the thrill of Polly. Her burning pussy seemed to suck his cock in deeper, and he envisioned his cum battering the walls of her cunt! This was like no girl he'd ever known -like no woman! She seemed to be made for one thing ... to provide a perfect fuck for a guy!
The older ones he had fucked hadn't been anywhere near this wonderful ... not even the experienced married ones!
Polly's mind seemed stuck on one track. All she could think of was "What a fuck! What a beautiful fucker Jeff is!"
Her cunt contracted mightily, pulling at his cock as if to empty every drop of his cum into her. When he relaxed, she continued to contract her inner cunt muscles, extracting the last drop of cum from his still throbbing cock.
Jeff collapsed atop her in a state of near-collapse, and Polly gradually ceased her bucking and writhing motions. She had been fucked so good, she knew that it would take a lot of arousing to get her ready again. She lay quietly, clinging to the youth's body, basking in the aftermath of a perfect orgasm.
There were no words, just the heavy breathing of the couple. They were in that strange mood that allowed them to drift out of themselves, walking on cloudy stairways.
Jeff's now-limp cock was buried deep in her pussy, and he slowly raised up on his elbows and looked down into his partner's face. She amazed him at the way she had carried him away with her body. He grinned at her, feeling lucky at having discovered this sexual bonanza. His whole summer was made! He slowly pushed himself up, his cum-drenched cock hanging down limply as he got to his feet. He made his way to the bar and opened two cans of cold beer, pouring them into their mugs. When he handed Polly hers, she eyed him up and down, smiling provocatively.
"You are really something, Jeff Patterson!" she said, sipping at her beer.
"Me?" he said in mock surprise. "You're the one that made that the best fuck ever."
Polly had scrambled to a sitting position on the couch, her knees drawn up so that her wet pussy was revealed clearly. The youth's eyes kept darting to it. He was fascinated by the long slit that was surrounded by fuzzy blonde hair. He drank his beer quickly and Polly finished hers a moment later.
"Good!" he said lightly, walking to the huge picture window and looking out at the lake.
"Just in time!" he said mockingly. "Your brother and my sister are tying the boat up at the dock, and they act as if they're in an awful hurry about something!"
The blonde-haired girl stood up and looked, then said mischievously, "Let's hide and see just what they're up to." Jeff grinned at her and motioned her to follow him. He went to a hallway and she crowded close behind him so she could see what was taking place through the narrow crack of the door.
Ellen Patterson entered the room carrying her bikini top, her young, saucy breasts bouncing lightly as she took Mike's hand and led him up the stairs to the second story! They moved quickly, but both Jeff and Polly could see the huge bulge that was pushing out at Mike's crotch. As they disappeared, Jeff turned and looked at Polly, a smile on his face.
"Must be the weather or something ..." he suggested. "Want to watch?" Polly nodded and they went quietly up the stairs, where Jeff led her down the hallway to the left. The door to Ellen's room was only partly closed, and they positioned themselves so they could see inside. Polly felt an almost uncontrollable urge to giggle, but she managed to smother it.
The dark-haired girl stood beside her bed, peeling off her swimsuit bottom while Mike stood nearby, staring at her lovely young body. She kicked her suit away and went up close to the blond-haired boy. "Come on, Mike," she said imploringly. "Don't tease me." Her hands reached out, and she almost tore Mike's swim trunks from his body. His stiff cock popped out of the trunks, and Ellen's hand closed around it quickly.
Then, she reached up on tiptoes and kissed him, her pink tongue darting into his open mouth. At the same time, she moved backward toward the bed and fell on it on her back, still gripping his rigid penis. He fell on top of her and she managed to spread her legs and quckly locked them around him, linking her ankles in a scissor-like grip.
The young boy seemed stunned by the feel of her body beneath his, and her full, firm young breasts shoved up against his chest.
He tried to look down between their bodies to see the dark-thatched pussy that was shoving against his burgeoning cock, and her entire body seemed to send invitations to his own. He didn't want to seem like an inexperienced boy, and he tried to act as if he were in complete control.
"Boy, is your sister in for a good fucking!" Polly whispered to Jeff. He was too absorbed in the scene to even respond.
Ellen eased her legs even wider and said in a hoarse voice, "Put it in, Mike ... hurry!"
The youth's hand went to his hard cock and he guided the bulbous head of it into the inviting folds of her soft pussy-lips. Mike's sister felt a twinge inside her own cunt as she saw her younger brother's lust-hardened cock slam into the tight young pussy of Ellen Patterson. Her dark pubic hair was sparse, and from where they watched, they could see clearly as Mike's cock plunged deep and sure into the slippery young cunt. The dark-haired young girl arched involuntarily, and her fingernails dug deep into Mike's back muscles as she screamed loudly, "Eeeehhhh ... God ..." She ran her fingers harshly up and down his back, digging her nails in and leaving bright trails of broken flesh.
Almost as if he were in a daze, the blond-haired youth began to ram his rigid cock in and out, and suddenly, Polly felt Jeff's hand go around her buttocks and one of his fingers began to push at her anus. She had become aroused by the sight of her brother and Ellen, and now, as she felt his outthrust finger penetrating the rubbery ring of her tight little anus, Polly groaned aloud with pleasure.
She pushed her firm buttocks backward against the invading finger, and she turned slightly so that Jeff could get more of his finger in.
The young couple on the bed were too involved in fucking to hear anything and Ellen was beginning to groan with pleasure as Polly's brother's cock rammed deeper up into her cunt.
Now Polly ran her arm around Jeff's naked body and grasped his hard cock. She took it in her hand and began to move the loose skin up and down. His finger moving in and out of her anus gave her a wild idea, and she suddenly knelt on the floor, her buttocks spread wide to reveal her brownish-pink anus. She had positioned herself so she could see into the bedroom and she whispered loudly, "Put it into me from the back, Jeff, while we watch Mike and Ellen fuck!"
The dark-haired youth needed little urging. He knelt behind her, quickly guiding his steel-Bard cock into her still-wet vagina. As he began to shove it in and out, Polly moved in counter-rhythm, backing her buttocks up hard as his gouging cock penetrated deeply. Jeff became even more aroused as he looked down and saw her heaving buttocks and the mysterious little brown anus. He reached down and shoved his extended middle finger into her anus again, allowing her own motion to drive the invading digit deeper into the rubbery passage with every movement.
Then, he began stabbing his cock and finger in and out of the twin passages as he glanced from time to time at Polly's brother ramming his distended cock into his young sister's eager cunt. He figured that they must have had a wild feeling-up session out on the boat to have gotten so aroused that they could go right at it once they came into the house. Polly was watching them also, and waves of raw lust swept over her as she felt Jeff's cock probing her cunt while his finger ravished her defenseless anus.
The spectacle of seeing his sister being fucked and writhing in pleasure turned-on Jeff even more, and as he glanced down to watch his own throbbing cock disappearing into Polly's steaming pussy, dog-fashioned, he became giddy with excitement and lust. He could feel his sperm begin to heat up inside him, and for a fleeting instant, he wondered how it would be to fuck his own sister. She seemed to enjoy it, and she was certainly built for it. But he brushed the thought aside as his own passions demanded his fullest concentration.
Polly wanted to cum when Jeff did, and she tried hard to match his movements. He eyes were glued on the sight of her brother's plundering cock pounding in and out of Ellen's pinkly glistening pussy, and it added to her own excitement. She knew just how thrilling Mike could be.
Now Jeff realized he couldn't control his orgasm any longer. He began to jab his impaling cock in and out of her vibrating pussy rapidly, while his outstretched finger rammed up her anus all the way to the palm. Polly found that she couldn't wait either, and as she felt the first electric tingle of her exploding orgasm, she cried aloud in ecstasy, "Let it go, Jeff ... fuck me harder ... fill me without cum ... oh, fuck me ... fuck me ..." And suddenly she felt his hot cum spewing up into her cunt as she moaned softly with joy.
The couple on the bed were in the throes of their orgasms, too, and Ellen was emitting loud, animal-like groans as she felt Mike's boiling cum shooting up into her vagina. She arched upward, and they bounced crazily about on the bed, their bodies fused in passion. Their bodies jerked spasmodically, like two puppets on a string, and the blond-haired boy was groaning even louder than Ellen. As he reached the peak of his climax, he shouted aloud, "Oh, jeez ... I'm cumming, baby ... !" He was moving his hips like a rabbit, and Ellen drew his head down and placed her mouth on his, sucking his tongue wildly, their moans now muffled by the passionate kiss.
As Ellen and Mike tumbled about on the bed, Jeff's thick cock was ramming full tilt into Polly's welcoming cunt from the rear, his balls slapping loudly against her rump. He let out a deep sigh as he reached his climax, and he felt good as he saw that he had made this young girl cum at the same time. Exhausted, both physically and emotionally, they collapsed on the floor in a gasping heap of tangled flesh.
Mike was the first to discover that his sister and Jeff had been watching them, and for a moment, he was scared. But he recovered, knowing this was exactly what she'd been hoping for.
Ellen thought the whole thing was thrilling, and they all went back down to the game room, still naked. The two girls made sandwiches and they all munched them while they drank beer. Then they sat around talking about how wonderful each had found his sex partner, and what a wonderful summer it was going to be. They finally decided that it was fairly late, and Mike and Polly better be heading home: they didn't want a good thing spoiled. The two visitors reluctantly donned their swim clothes and said good-bye, promising that tomorrow would be an even more wonderful day.
Chapter 5
It was another beautiful day, and Mildred hummed as she busied herself fixing a light snack. Things were going so wonderfully, she still felt like she was dreaming. The children seemed so happy, and their relationship with Ralph was growing stronger and sweeter each day, she felt.
The dark-haired woman primped in front of the mirror for a moment. She wanted to look her best when she met Mike's new girlfriend, Ellen. Yet, she felt a bit nervous about meeting her. She denied to herself that she was just a little jealous. She had vowed she would never be a domineering, scolding mother, or be constantly telling her children "Don't."
Yet, she felt uneasy as she prepared to meet this new girl. Maybe it was the enthusiastic way Mike raved about her, and the long hours they shared.
It had been over a week since they had moved to the lake house, and they had been gloriously happy days. She frowned as she added "Except for sex with Ralph!"
She had been unable to truly enjoy sex with her husband in the outgoing, free-and-easy manner he had tried to teach her. It was bothering her, for she wondered if it was because of the children being in the house. Ralph had thought that idea was silly, but he hadn't ventured another explanation, and Millie continued to be troubled in her thoughts. At times, her dreams disturbed her, but she could never recall them when she awakened. And now, something was causing her to be cool toward Ralph, and she knew that he was becoming impatient for her to solve her problem.
Mike was out at the boat, and she was fixing waffles, his favorite snack, whether it be breakfast or midnight. Millie mentally scolded herself for acting like a jealous young female when she thought about Ellen.
Mike and Ralph came into the house together, talking enthusiastically about the boat. They both kissed Millie in an offhanded manner and went on talking about new sails the older man wanted to get. Just as Millie was serving the food, Polly came in with a cheery greeting, and she helped her mother get the meal going.
The males continued talking as they ate, but Polly and Mildred were silent. Millie was confused by her feelings about Ellen and her attitude toward her husband, while Polly was daydreaming about Jeff Patterson.
Just as they finished, Ellen knocked on the door and Ralph hurried to invite her in. His eyes widened as he saw how mature she was. He had expected a gawky, spindly-legged type, for some odd reason, but Ellen was every bit as well-shaped as Della was!
Ralph introduced himself and she nodded. Then he led her up to Millie, who stood stern-faced beside her chair. "This is my mother," Mike said as he moved to stand beside the young girl. His voice and his face spoke volumes about his pride.
"Pleased to meet you," Millie said quietly. She was dismayed by Ellen's sexy appearance, and she immediately found herself wondering if her son had had sex relations with her. She tried to put the picture out of her mind but she couldn't. She compared Ellen's shapely body to her daughter's, and she grudgingly admitted to herself that Ellen stacked up formidably. She abruptly decided that she didn't like Ellen Patterson at all.
The older woman poured coffee for herself and Ralph, and it annoyed her to see that her husband was paying more attention to Ellen's body than Mike was! But her big worry at the moment was her son. All her protective instincts became dominant.
If Ellen hadn't come by to go sailing with Mike, Millie thought she would have been forced to say something about the skimpy bikini she wore. It revealed her breasts enticingly and even outlined the crack of her pussy! She was a slut! Millie wanted to call the whole thing off, but she knew she would hurt Mike terribly. And Polly was also wearing an abbreviated bikini. Millie decided that she was perhaps hanging onto some of her old-fashioned ideas a bit too tightly. She really wasn't being fair to Ellen ... or to her own children.
She had just decided to warm up to the girl when Mike brightly reminded them it was time to get going. They left, laughing and waving goodbye, as Ralph and Millie stood gazing after them.
The dark-haired wife said peevishly, "She's too old to be running around with Mike!" She had watched the provocative way that Ellen swung her full hips, and the way that Mike ogled her.
"Come on, don't be a jealous mother. Besides, have you taken a good look at Mike lately?"
Millie was irritated. "Of course he's husky and muscular, but he's still only fifteen!" She turned away, confused with her thoughts. "I am worried about him!" she said angrily. "Just as I'm worried about Polly."
Her husband turned and studied her troubled face. He didn't like to see her this worried and upset. He had been puzzled by her strange attitude since the kids had come to live with them. Now he wondered if he'd been wrong in not making allowances for her to re-adjust to them. He was being too tough on her. It had been a harrowing four years they had been apart, and she needed a little more time.
"Listen, honey," he said, putting his arms around her, "they are pretty mature, level-headed kids. I believe they can take care of themselves and you ought not to feel guilty for not having been around for four years. I think they've done a fine job of growing up. They're pretty damned nice kids!"
Millie knew that he was right, but she refused to accept the truth. Maybe she was too motherly, but she wished it were she out there with her children, instead of that Ellen!
She had noticed how happy her children had been since they met the Patterson children, and she felt left out. She resented not being a part of their happiness. Mike and Polly seemed to have a little, private, happy world that they would not share with her. She wanted to be more than a mother! She wanted to be a companion ... to share every tiny pleasure with them!
"That's easy to say, Ralph," she said sharply, "but what do we know about these Patterson kids? Do you realize that Mike and Polly are spending all of their time with them? And they're always at the Patterson's - never here!"
"Millie ... ," Ralph said tenderly, "you've got to let them grow up ... be independent. All teenagers are that way ... wanting to be away from their parents most of the time. It's normal and healthy!" The dark-haired man sensed that his wife was feeling neglected by her children and was worried more about them not being with her than who they were with.
"I know all that!" Millie's voice was shrill now, and she felt hysterical. "But Polly is a very attractive girl. What do we know about that boy ... what's his name ... ? Jeff, I guess. And she's got a beautiful body ... you know what I'm talking about. Suppose this Jeff tries to ... to take advantage of her ... suppose he would lose control and rape her?"
Ralph saw that she was approaching hysteria, and he poured them a brandy, although neither often drank this early in the day. He forced her to take it, and she sipped idly at it, her thoughts in a turmoil.
"Give Polly credit for good sense," Ralph said. "She wouldn't be messing around with a boy like that!"
Ralph couldn't say the words to his wife, but lie was firmly convinced that Polly had long ago taken the plunge into sex. But it would do no good to try to tell Mildred that.
"Besides, the Pattersons are well-known and respected around here. I asked around quietly. They've been coming to the lake every summer for ten years or more!"
Mildred sighed and tried to calm her nerves. It wasn't actually Polly she was most concerned about. It was Mike and that bothered her, for he was a husky young male who had already shown a maturity beyond his years.
"I suppose I'm being foolish, but I do worry!" Millie said resignedly.
"Tell you what!" her husband said enthusiastically. "To set your mind at ease, I'll make up some excuse this afternoon for stopping by the Patterson's house. You'll trust my judgment of them, I hope."
Mildred looked at him gratefully. "That would be a good idea, Ralph. I would feel a little better if I knew what kind of parents those kids have."
"Good! Now stop fussing about it." Ralph knew he could find some logical reason to visit his neighbor's, and besides, he wouldn't mind getting another squint or two at that sexy body of Ellen's. She had lit a small fire inside him as she had stood there this morning, her breasts bulging out of the bikini brassiere, and her crotch outlined so clearly. He wouldn't blame young Mike for getting a little of that!
* * *
It had been easy. Ralph Carter had simply bought a couple of quarts of ice cream, and he thought it would be a nice gesture on a hot day such as this was to take one to the kids. He congratulated himself on his cleverness as he pulled his car into a shady spot off the road near the Patterson house.
He noticed that the sailboat was not tied up at the dock, but there was a sleek-looking powerboat there. He thought he could see someone coming out of the water and crossing the small stretch of sand that served as a beach. The figure headed toward the house, and Ralph grabbed the soggy ice-cream bag and headed toward to it. He had parked quite a distance down the road from the house, and by the time he arrived at the front door, the figure had disappeared. He knocked and waited, but got no reply. He was about to go around to the back when the front door opened. Ellen stood there, a surprised look on her face. Her bikini was wet, revealing even more of her lush body then he'd seen that morning. Her short, dark hair clung wetly to her forehead, surrounding her beautiful, smooth face like a picture frame.
"I wasn't sure that I'd really heard a knock," she apologized. "I just came in from a swim in the lake." She seemed at ease with him, and he smiled and handed her the ice cream.
"I brought some ice cream, but you'd better get it in the refrigerator before it becomes goo," he said lightly. He could hardly keep his eyes from her crotch, where the wet bikini acted like a second layer of skin, outlining the slit of her pussy clearly. He could even see a couple of stray strands of dark pubic hair hanging out from the tight-fitting bottom.
The young girl looked surprised and she eyed hum curiously. "I ... I didn't expect to find you standing at the door with ice cream," she giggled.
"I was in town and thought it would be nice if I brought some down to you kids. It's so darned warm outside." The older man's eyes kept drifting to Ellen's crotch.
"Good. Come on in." She turned and walked away and he followed her, noting the way her cute little buttocks jiggled up and down as she walked. She was barefooted and her wet bikini bottom was pressed tightly into the crevice between her ass-cheeks. She had a sensual way of walking, Ralph thought, and her firm thighs barely touched as she headed for the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator door, and he put the ice cream inside.
"That was thoughtful of you," Ellen murmured. "Maybe you'd like an ice-cold beer?" She eyed him pertly, and for a moment, she let her eyes drop to his crotch where she saw a bulge beginning to grow. Her eyes sparkled and she suppressed a smile. She waved toward the other room and he stepped into what looked like a game room or den. She motioned him to sit on the couch, while she poured him a beer. She took the last couple of inches of beer from the bottle, her eyes twinkling as she drank it.
The older man couldn't quite figure her out, but he knew he had better watch his step with this aggressive little sexpot.
"The ice cream should go good when the kids get back from town," he ventured, trying to find out why she was alone in the house.
"They might be quite a while," the teenaged girl said, eying him boldly. So she wants me to know we'll be alone. Ralph thought. He'd been led on by women before, and Ellen seemed an expert at it, in spite of her youth.
He sipped at the beer, eyeing her pert breasts hungrily. Whatever else, this dark-haired young girl was a beauty, with a shape like a professional model-
She went to the bar to get another beer from the cooler and opened it, drinking from the bottle. "That tasted so good, I need one," she said, trying to act grown up. Ralph suddenly thought that Mike must be like putty in the hands of this minx. She acted as if no male on earth had ever said no to anything she wanted.
"How was the water?" the dark-haired man asked, more to divert his own thoughts from her body than to change the subject.
"Fine ... if you like swimming alone," she said smartly. "I hate to do anything alone."
Ralph thought, "I just bet you do," but he smiled pleasantly at her and reflected, "Most people do. Too many of us just don't know what to do with our thoughts when we're alone."
Ellen gave him a quizzical look and went on drinking her beer. He was fascinated by the way her pretty pink lips curled around the neck of the bottle, and the picture leaped into his mind of her sucking his cock!
He had to make an effort to get back to a normal level of thinking. This girl knew exactly what she was doing. And she was enjoying herself tremendously in her little game.
"Would you wait a minute, Mr. Carter, while I get out of this wet suit?" the young girl asked coyly. She walked toward the door, loosening her bikini brassiere as she did so. She paused at the door and looked back, her young breasts almost completely exposed, a sultry smile on her face. "I won't be very long."
She disappeared, and the mature man wanted to laugh at her obvious efforts at leading him on, except that she was too deadly with all those beautiful charms. He didn't doubt that she would go all the way ... if he let her. He was a bit angry with her, for she couldn't realize the stakes in the game. For a few moments of fucking, he could lose everything he had worked so hard for. To her, it would be an adventure in conquest, but to him, it could mean a fight for survival. She was only a child, and the consequences could be dreadful to the older man if he were to take her sexually. Even though she was the one who was asking for it, it would still be statutory rape!
He decided he'd better get out while he could, and he hastily drank his beer and then walked to the hallway where she had disappeared, calling her name. He waited, then called again. He was growing angry now, but he was also curious as to her game. He was sure she had heard him.
He found himself becoming aroused. His cock was already bulging out against his pants. What if she weren't just playing a game? What if she really did want to be fucked. He could think of nothing more exciting than getting into that tight young pussy ... either with his tongue or his cock!
And, he reminded himself, he hadn't been getting much from Mildred for over a week. He walked down the hall, and halfway down he came to the door that was partially opened. The room was very dim and for a moment, Ralph wondered if it were just a closet or a storage room of some sort. "Ellen ... ?" he called tentatively.
He heard her giggle softly. "I'm in here on the bed," she said teasingly. "Why don't you come on in?"
The dark-haired man lost the battle with himself then and there. The thought of getting into her tight little pussy was too overpowering. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him. He didn't like the darkness, but if it was her bag, he'd go along with it. He groped his way to the bed, aware that his cock was already as hard as a rock, almost bursting out of his pants.
His eyes were slow in getting adjusted to the darkness and he was surprised to feel a hand grab his and pull him forward, placing his hand on a bare breast! The nipple was already hardening, and it was full and firm and his blood began to pound.
"Just get on top of me and fuck me," she said hoarsely, as she tried to unbuckle his belt. Ralph didn't care now. He quickly stripped and lay down beside her, his hand running over the young, ripe breasts, playing with the nipples and kneading the mounds of white flesh hungrily. He couldn't actually see her, yet he was "seeing" her with his hands, and the sensation was tremendously arousing. Maybe there was something to this fucking in the dark, after all.
He couldn't just jump on her and begin fucking her like some animal might. There were far too many goodies here he wanted to taste. He ran his hand down over her body, feeling the flat, almost boyish stomach, and the soft pubic hair that barely covered her cunt lips. When his finger touched her pussy-lips, she groaned aloud, and he felt the moistness of them. His own cock was throbbing, moving crazily up and down as he envisioned this young cunt filled with it.
He let his fingers slide into her pussy-lips, and she groaned again as he touched her clitoris and massaged it. He could hardly wait, but this was a chance of a lifetime, and he wanted to prolong the dizzying sensation as long as he could.
He crouched down so that he could explore the young pussy using both hands. He ran his fingers over her belly, then traced the outline of her pussy-lips, spreading them and probing inside to find her clitoris. He massaged the areas surrounding it, feeling her respond by writhing and arching her hips upward. He felt the throbbing nub of sensitive flesh jerk uncontrollably, hard and hot. He stroked it with his extended middle finger, then he moved one of his hands underneath her to feel the beautifully curved mounds of her buttocks.
She spread her legs wider as his finger moved about inside her pussy, while the finger of the other hand stole slowly up between the crevice of her buttocks and toyed with her puckered anus. She gasped with pleasure and spread her legs even wider to allow him freer access to both the openings.
Positioning himself between her legs, the lust-crazed older man spread them even wider using his knees. He still played with the rubbery ring of her anus, wondering if she would be able to take his cock into it without pain or harm. She squirmed down upon his probing finger, telling him that she enjoyed the anal play. Ralph moved downward again so he could reach her cunt and anus easier, and he went deeper into her anus with one finger while he used three fingers to massage her clitoris and inner pussy.
She was moaning now in pure enjoyment, and the older man's cock felt as if it would burst from the pressures building inside his balls. He had to get it into her quickly, or he would shoot his cum without even touching her cunt!
He moved upward, grasping both her legs in his hands and pulled her toward him until his rock-hard cock lay in the wet valley formed by her pussy-lips. He bent her legs back toward her head, envisioning the sight of her spread pussy, ready and waiting to receive his throbbing organ, and the very touch of it against her pussy-lips made her gasp and moan with anticipation and desire.
The skin of her young body against his in the utter darkness of the room was almost an unknown sensation to Ralph, and he wondered why he hadn't ever tried it before.
Her legs were drawn back and he let his weight down on her young body so that her firm breasts were pushing against his chest. Her face was only a few inches from his and he could feel her hot breath against his cheeks. She was trembling with desire, and she began to moan softly, as if begging him to put his cock up inside her.
He found her lips and kissed her passionately, feeling her suck his tongue deep into his mouth. For an instant, he wished he could see her face ... see her eyes glaze over with passion ... as most of the women he'd fucked always did. Her tongue pushed against his, fighting to get inside his mouth, and Ralph felt he had never before tasted such sweetness! He wondered if the total darkness had sharpened all his other senses, for he had never been so aware of another body like this. He felt her hands reach underneath him as she arched her body even higher, and as she massaged his balls, he almost exploded into orgasm! He could feel the moisture of her vagina as his cock rubbed against her cunt-lips, and it felt as if she were contracting them to engulf his cock inside.
His mouth was locked to hers, and he felt her hands leave his balls and grab the thick shaft of his throbbing cock, moving the skin up and down, driving him closer to orgasm. She caressed his spongy cock with her cool fingers, and he almost screamed with joy and the need to have her put it inside her wet pussy.
The scent of her was heady, conjuring up visions in his mind of wet lilacs after a rain, or roses on a fresh, sunny day. He wished he could touch every part of her body at the same instant. She was like a sex goddess, and he was becoming a willing worshipper at the shrine of her lovely young body. He moved his chest from side to side, brushing his hairy flesh across the hard nipples, and she moaned again with pleasure. "You feel so good ... ," she whispered hoarsely. "All of you feels wonderful ... ."
Still fondling his cock, she ran her other hand over his buttocks and along his shoulders to pull him close to her. Then, she buried her face in his neck, sucking at his flesh with her lips and nipping it with her teeth. She ran her tongue over the muscles of his neck, bringing to the lust-driven man a sensation he had never known! He could feel her hair against his cheek and she began to roll her hips against his pulsing cock, her wet pussy teasing it into full readiness.
"Fuck me now, Mr. Carter," she whispered in a strained voice, and the raw words aroused him to fever pitch. Regardless of what it cost, he was going to fuck this pretty little cock-tease until she begged him to stop.
He raised up slightly, and she took a firm grip on his turgid cock with one hand, groaning as she felt the size of it. She guided the swollen head of it to her crotch, parting the soft hairs around her cunt-lips with it, pushing upward with her pelvis to allow the stiff pole to penetrate to her inner cunt.
Ralph drove his hips forward, carefully at first, and he felt his bloated cock slide easily into the wet folds of her smoldering vagina. Emboldened, he began to push harder, picking up speed rapidly as he felt her respond. Her wet cunt walls seemed to clutch hungrily at his stabbing cock, drawing it in even deeper.
He knew now that she could take it all, and he settled into a steady rhythm of lunges that drove it farther up into her hot little pussy with each stroke.
She moaned softly as it sank into her, moving so that her quivering cunt was wide open. And still, Ralph hadn't given it all to her. She wanted it, he knew, and she could take it ... and more. He was already bouncing the head of it off the deep walls of her sizzling pussy, and her vagina was slippery with her own lubricating juices as she tried to adapt her own upward lunges to his deep-thrusting cock. She sure knew what it was all about, the dark-haired man thought, wondering vaguely if most of the young stuff -including Polly, his step-daughter, were as sexy and as experienced as this hot little bitch was.
His throbbing cock filled her hot little cunt with such pleasure that she wanted to scream for more. She tried to screw her cunt up onto his cock by twisting and turning her hips, and she attempted to pull even more of him inside her. Ralph let go then, and began to ram his rigid cock into her as hard and deep as it would go, slamming into her hot pussy like a piston. Her cuntal passage wrapped around it like warm, wet liver.
His sperm-swollen balls smacked wetly as they slapped against her puckered anus, and his bulbous cock-head hit bottom. She let out a muffled scream as the hot rod seemed to enter her stomach, sending searing pains and pleasure through her body. She had misjudged him. He was much bigger than she had thought, in the dark, but now, his cock was hammering home against her cervix, as if it would batter down the walls. His pelvis was mashing down her damp pubic hair, and she felt she was totally under his control. Ralph knew she was, too, and he wanted to make certain that she knew it.
He felt ruthless as he deliberately used all his power to ram his cock to the very depths of her cunt. After all, she had asked for it!
After the first shock, she felt delicious pleasure welling up inside her cringing cunt, and she adjusted her body so that she could push hard against his rampaging tool. He was some man! She arched her hips, trying to use her cuntal muscles to suck his jackhammering cock even deeper up into her cunt. She wriggled with joy as she felt it fill every tiny part of her pussy ... the sides, the bottom ... and she moaned with delight.
Ralph had never had such a wonderful sensation. This hot little bitch was really made to fuck. She wallowed in the sexy pleasures she was getting, and by doing so, she provided an even greater thrill for him. He felt his sperm building up, and he knew he didn't dare wait too much longer or he would be a physical and sexual wreck.
He strained to see her body in the dark, but there were only tiny pinholes of light coming from somewhere, but the darkness made him all the more aware of his own lustful pleasure as her tight pussy slid up and down his pounding cock when she pushed hard up against him. He was too absorbed in fucking this hot, wonderful little bitch to worry about the dark, and he envisioned in his mind how much this sweet little bitch must be enjoying having him fuck her.
He formed a picture in his mind of her sleek cunt-lips opening wide to accept his large cock, the dark pubic hairs parting wide, as his turgid cock disappeared up to the hilt inside her!
He envisioned himself withdrawing it until only the head remained inside her, then slamming it cruelly all the way into her pussy, bringing moans of pleasure. He wondered who had been the first to discover this sexy little gold mine, and he sensed that it couldn't have been Mike, for she was bucking underneath him expertly, as if she'd been fucking for years.
Ralph felt little stabs of pain as she dug her fingernails into the flesh of his back, and it titillated his senses, as he liked a little bit of violence in his fucking, too.
Her pelvis began to grind against his, and he felt his juices bubbling up inside his bloated balls, warning that they had to be spilled soon. She began to moan and gasp, and the older man thought she was about to climax. He increased the speed of his strokes into her flaming pussy. Even her ass-cheeks seemed to grab at his balls as they bounced wetly against her anus, and low groans came from deep in his own throat as he felt his orgasm soaring beyond the point of control.
She threshed about madly, rolling her head from side to side, delirious with lust. "Please ... shove it harder ..." she gasped hoarsely. "Oh, jeez ... fuck me hard ... fuck me ... fuck me ... i . "
Her fingers were digging at his back, the nails biting deep into his flesh, and the hair on his chest was rubbing cruelly over her hard nipples as she rolled about beneath his muscular body. She slammed her greedy cunt hard up against his downward strokes, and her belly jerked spasmodically as her cunt contracted wildly, seeming to be grasping at his giant cock.
Then she could no longer control the screams that spewed from her throat. "Aaahhh ... jeez ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... Ooohhh ... fuck me ... !"
Ralph felt his own pubic hair matted up with the juices from her cunt and his own perspiration as she launched into the first of a series of orgasms that shook her body with passion. She groaned and gurgled, her body out of control, hips jerking upward spastically as he slammed his cock deep up into the burning cavern of her scalding vagina. He could feel her tingling clitoris dancing about, and he tried to keep steady friction on it with his strokes, but he too was losing control. He knew that she was on her way to a grand and glorious cum, part of which she had already experienced, and he concentrated on his own needs.
He pulled his pile-driving cock out a bit more with each upward pull of his hips, then plunged it mercilessly to the hilt in her flooding cunt, enjoying the grunts of pleasure she was emitting. He was vitally aware of the feel of her tight cunt caressing his pulsing cock with each movement he made, and he relaxed all efforts to control himself, ramming away madly as she screeched with delight.
Her body came up to meet his in a series of triphammer moves, and Ralph became conscious of the squeaking of the bedsprings, so violent were their actions. His cock was trembling now with his own need to shoot his cum into her, and he let go completely, allowing his burning cum to shoot up his long cock-shaft and spurt out into her welcoming cunt. As she felt his hot fluid beginning to splash against the walls of her vagina, she seemed to go wild, her body jerking up and down without control, her breath coming in sobs as she groaned over and over "I'm cumming ... I'm cumming ... oh, jeez ... don't stop fucking me now!"
As he plunged into the center of her cunt, the lust-crazed man felt as if he had never had an orgasm to equal this one. This girl was pure sexual dynamite! She loved fucking almost as much as he did.
He groaned with delight as his orgasm began to wane, and he had just started to relax his pumping motions when he was startled by a faint flow of light! He jerked his head about to see where it was coming from, fearful that the Patterson's had come home and the roof of his life was about to fall in. But standing naked beside the bed, a few feet away, he saw Ellen Patterson! She was fingering herself while she stared at him with glazed, lust-filled eyes, grinning crookedly.
The shocked man didn't want to look at the figure beneath him, still squirming and groaning with pleasure. He knew who it had to be, but his eyes were drawn irristibly to her dimly lit face. It was Polly! He had been fucking his own stepdaughter!
The blonde-haired teenager moaned aloud, her eyes closed with the intensity of her final cum, and he glared down at her with his heart doing flip-flops. She had to have been a part of this, the little bitch! He'd walked into a sex trap that could cost him everything!
He wanted to.jerk his cock out of her cunt, but it was still tingling with pleasure and still shooting cum into her pussy. The sight of her face filled with lust and of his cock ramming into her pussy drove him almost insane. He began to lash his cock into her as hard as he could, yelling "You want to be fucked, you little bitch? Well ... I'll fuck you until you beg me to stop!" He rammed his cock steadily into her, letting the full weight of his lower body drive it in deep.
His cum was flowing out of her cunt now, running down into the crevice of her buttocks, over her anus and down onto his balls. It dribbled onto the bed, and still he couldn't stop himself. He was enraged, and his fury was being spent on this little double-crossing teenager who lay beneath him, still enjoying being fucked!
Neither of them noticed as Ellen brought herself to orgasm, using her fingers, still staring at them as if in a trance.
At last, his fury and his energy were spent, and he collapsed atop Polly's body, his heart like lead, as great sobs of regret began to shake his muscular body.
Chapter 6
Mildred Carter awoke frowning. She couldn't place the figure in the recurring dream she had been having for weeks. She had come close, she knew, but was never able to see the face clearly. And it changed - sometimes it was a blond man, at others, a swarthy dark-haired man - but always, he had the strong, young body of her son.
She looked over at Ralph. He was sleeping deeply in the bed next to her, faintly snoring. She studied him for a long moment, frowning again. Why hadn't he tried to have sex with her the night before?
She had been ready - even eager for it, and she had let him know she was in a dozen ways, but he had ignored her overtures coldly. It wasn't like him. It was the first time that week that he hadn't had sex with her, even though she admitted that she had usually responded in a half-hearted manner that left them both disappointed. She blamed herself for that, for it had been she who had been aloof and unconcerned most of the time.
Yet her new husband had never been offended enough to forego making love to her. He had been acting coldly since the children arrived, but she thought he surely should have adjusted to them by now. Perhaps he had been too tired, or preoccupied with his interests overseas. She knew he fretted when he had to leave details to men who worked for him.
She stole out of bed and dressed quietly so as not to awaken him. She had kept him awake last night, asking him to tell her how things were at the Patterson house. He had told her not to worry, that the kids were having good, clean fun, and how they had been happy to see him when he'd dropped in on them.
Millie did feel better about Polly and Mike spending so much time there, but she still felt she was being left out. She felt guilty of jealousy, and she had tried to keep his and Polly's dinner warm, since they were both late. She was more than pleased with the way the children got along with Ralph, and she hadn't complained when her daughter explained that she had ridden into town with Ralph.
Downstairs, she checked her food supply, realizing that she had a hungry bunch of eaters. She would have to go into town and replenish the supply after she had fixed breakfast for her family. They sure do consume eggs, she thought.
She didn't mind, though, for they all seemed so happy and healthy, and seemed to enjoy each day at the lake more than the one before.
Mike said airily, "Hi, Mom!" as he came into the kitchen and kissed her on the cheek. Millie grabbed him and hugged him for a moment. Blushing at her show of emotion, she said awkwardly, "I'm so happy with the way things have turned out for all of us!"
He sat at the table drinking orange juice while she prepared pancakes. He felt very grown up since he had met Ellen, and he wished he could tell his mother about it. She was wild, and she had more than taken care of his sexual needs, but a guy didn't discuss those things with his mother. And he felt a bit cheated as he thought of his young girlfriend. He wanted more, but he didn't know of what. He wasn't thinking of anything permanent, but he felt he was somehow on shaky ground with Ellen. Hell! She wasn't the only girl around!
Polly came in and waved gaily, kissing her mother and her brother lightly on the cheek. "Pancakes smell delicious!" she chimed. Mike felt a pang of love go over him. He loved Polly and he would always be much closer to her than any girl ... even Ellen.
As she served them, Mildred said with a grin, "I've got to go into town today and stock up on things. How would it be if I got some nice steaks and you invite Jeff and Ellen over for a barbecue? After all, it must be your turn to entertain - you've been practically living over there!"
She thought that it would be a good time to get Ralph back in the mood for lovemaking, too. Sort of an apology for having been so suspicious of the Pattersons, and for making him check up on them.
"Hey! Real cool!" Mike responded happily. He thought instantly that it could be embarrassing, however, for he didn't think Ellen and his mother liked each other too much. But when he looked at Polly, she was lit up with smiles.
"That ought to be real fun, Mom," she giggled. She was thinking how much fun it would be to have Jeff and Ellen there -especially so she could watch how Ralph handled himself, after the night before.
"We'll go over after breakfast and invite them," Mike assured her. "Need any help with the shopping?" It was an afterthought, and he was glad when she said no. Millie felt elated at the chance to have her children close for an evening, and she looked forward to winning back her husband's sexual attention. She had to. She needed him so badly - the way he had been before the children came home.
At that moment Ralph walked into the kitchen, looking fresh and relaxed. He walked over and kissed Millie on the mouth, and as he turned to face Polly, she burst out with, "Guess what? Mom wants to toss a barbecue tonight for Ellen and Jeff. Isn't that super?" She enjoyed his blush as he caught her eyes, and she wondered again just how he would behave when the barbecue got going. She wondered which one he would go for first - her or Ellen!
"I hope you don't mind ..." Millie said cautiously. She was anxious for his approval. He waved a hand irritably, and said sharply, "Of course I don't mind!" He caught himself and grinned at the kids. "Sure!" he enthused. "It'll be a ball!"
Mike detected a false note in his step-father's voice, but he couldn't figure it out. Polly was staring boldly into the older man's eyes, her lips curled in a smug expression.
"I was going to spruce up the outside today anyhow," Ralph said. "So I'll give the barbecue a good going-over."
After everyone had eaten, Mike and Polly took the sailboat to go over and invite the Pattersons. Millie sat down and made out her grocery list, happy that she was beginning to get close to her children again. The barbecue would be just the beginning. They would share dozens of happy times together.
Ralph fiddled about awkwardly for a few moments, his mind filled with thoughts of the night before, and finally he went outside and began to clean up the barbecue, using a stiff wire brush to clean the metal parts.
The dark-haired woman came out and headed for the garage, looking fresh and spring-like, and he felt guilty as he thought about the night before. "Anything I can get you, honey?" she called. Ralph walked over and held her close, kissing her tenderly on the mouth. "Just bring yourself back to me, darling," he said huskily. She blushed and turned away, saying that she would be back within a couple of hours, and as he watched her trim hips swaying, her legs blending perfectly into her torso, the older man cursed himself for a fool. Why take a cheap little slut when he had the best in the world waiting every night, for as long as he lived!
Millie drove off, and he busied himself with his task. Suddenly he heard the sound of a deep-throated powerboat approaching. He glanced toward the lake and saw that Ellen was piloting the boat, a bit recklessly he thought, for she was standing up and waving at him as she steered into the dock.
She seemed to be in control, for she cut the motor and tied up the boat easily. He had run down to the dock just in time to catch the line she threw him and tie it to one of the stanchions. She surprised him by jumping into the shallow water instead of getting out on the dock, her lithe body making a small splash as she waded up to Ralph. She was wearing that provocative bikini that showed all her intimate parts, and the dark-haired man felt hot waves shooting over his body, emanating deep in his loins.
He stood knee-deep in the water as he secured the boat, and she walked boldly up to him and sang out, "Hey! Nice day, huh?" As if nothing had happened the night before. As if she had not engineered his near-destruction! She suddenly bent . and splashed water on him, then rushed forward and grabbed him around the waist! "Don't be nasty" she pouted mockingly. "I know we're alone. I came to apologize for last night and to tell you I wish it had been me!"
She held her mouth up, and Ralph couldn't resist. He bent and gave her his mouth, jumping with excitement as her hot little tongue darted inside it. He could feel her nipples harden against his bare chest, and all the sensations he had felt while he thought he was fucking her the night before, came rushing back even stronger. As her soft, sweet lips pressed hard against his, he felt years drop from his body. The dark-haired teenager wiggled her body impishly against the rapidly growing bulge in his shorts as they stood in the water. She suddenly pulled him forward and they tumbled into the shallow water, laughing like little kids as they scrambled to the shore. As she came out of the water, her full, ripe breasts tumbled from her bikini top, the wet, pink nipples glowing like cherries on ice cream in the bright sunlight. Ralph pulled her close and bent to begin nibbling gently on one of her nipples, bringing mock screams from her lips. He went to the other one, sucking and nibbling, until both were hard and erect, and Ellen began to pant with her aroused emotions as she clutched his dark head to her breasts.
The feel and the taste of sweet young breasts in his mouth brought the older man alive with desire. He hadn't been able to get this little cunt out of his mind since he'd first seen her, and especially after the way she had gone along with that sexy encounter with Polly the day before. He would have fucked her then, had there been time. Now he knew that she had deliberately come to his house to be fucked. He wanted to fuck her right there on the shore, but he decided it was foolhardy. Besides, he wanted to torment her a little, as she had teased and tricked him.
He reached for her round, curvy buttocks with both hands, cupping them tightly as he pulled her pelvis close to his hard cock. He let the fingers of one hand slip under the bottom of her bikini. He pushed his fingers into the crevice between her ass-cheeks and jabbed one outthrust finger into her anus, grinning to himself as she jumped wildly, shoving her cunt up against him hard.
She squealed, "Oh, Mister Carter!" as his finger probed deeper into her tight virginal little anus. The wetness of her bathing suit against his hand added greater sensations to his mind. It seemed to make him more aware of how young she really was, and how delicious it was going to be to get his cock into her sweet, little-girl pussy.
He kept shoving his finger in and out of her anus as he kept on nipping and sucking at her breasts, and Ellen made little moaning sounds as her pussy became wet and warm, sending tingling sensations into her belly. She was thinking of how thrilling it was going to be when they got into the house and began to really make love. She had been driven wild yesterday by just the sounds and then the sight of his fucking of his own step-daughter.
A ripple of desire formed in the teenaged girl's clitoris, then moved throughout her whole body as his finger went in and out of her anus, and she wondered vaguely if she would be able to take his huge cock up there, if he wanted to do it later on. The thought excited her, and she became impatient to get to the basics of being fucked.
"Are we going to fuck right out here in the open?" she asked impishly, using her fingers to guide her nipple deeper into his mouth.
"I don't mind ..." he mumbled as he sucked her breast. He knew he was being an idiot, but he didn't care. The important thing was to satisfy his great gnawing need to fuck this little sexpot. She wanted it ... she gloried in it, and he would be a damned fool to spit on it. He ran his middle finger into the slit of her pussy, feeling the wetness that was there, and he gloated mentally at how ready she was. But he couldn't do it out here where anyone might be watching - or could drive up and spot them.
He suddenly shifted his assault tactics and ran his fingers deep into her hot, wet pussy. As he massaged her clitoris, parting her soft, smooth cunt-lips, she nearly leaped into his arms from the thrilling sensation that was taking possession of her body! She was in a half-daze, screaming, "Oh, Ralph ... yesss ... do it ...,do it more ... more ... more ... do it ... .
He moved his extended middle finger so that it penetrated the deep cavern of her womb, perversely scraping his fingers, nails and all, inside the walls of her cunt, finger-fucking her to the rhythm of his pummeling finger that was still jammed up into her rectum.
The young girl was almost out of control. "Oh, God ... Ralph ... oohhhh ... do it to me ... better ... do it ..."
She began to jerk spasmodically as he increased the pressure of his fingers and his sucking and nipping of her nipples. Ralph was at his best, manipulating every sensitive part of her that he could reach. She was like a baby in his hands. She couldn't escape the arousal tactics he was using. His fingers running in and out of her anus and her cunt at the same time, while he sucked her breast, was a combination of seduction that she couldn't escape!
He suddenly feared that he might shoot his load while standing out in the open. The pleasures that were rushing through her body drove the dark-haired young girl almost crazy. Her whole body seemed to be being fucked at the same time, yet she knew there had to be something more satisfying... much more gratifying. She was already on the verge of orgasm, and she wanted every tiny opening of her body filled with his sexual gestures ... even her ears and her pores!
As the older man seemed to slack off in his efforts, she cried, "Oh ... don't stop ... I've got to be fucked ... I've got to cum ..." and she caused him to leap back suddenly, releasing his grip on both her cunt and her anus. She surprised him. She seemed about to faint, and as he released her, she sagged toward the ground. Her belly was heaving and her hips were writhing with her need. "Oh, Ralph ..." she gasped, "Please fuck me ... please ... now!"
The older man was enjoying himself immensely. He had this little bitch in the palm of his hand, and he wanted to prolong the sadistic feeling of superiority over this shit-ass kid! She still had a lot to learn about the game of sex!
Sadistically, he said, "What about what you did to me yesterday? You stood there, finger-fucking yourself while you set me up to fuck my own step-daughter. Do you know what that could have cost me, you little bitch?"
"But it was Polly's idea!" Ellen pleaded.
This confirmed what Ralph had suspected, and he mentally filed Polly away for future sexual uses. But it didn't matter now.
"I'll do whatever you want ... if you'll just fuck me ..." the young girl pleaded. He detected a slight note of anger, and he felt completely sadistic, having a young fuck like her begging.
"You're a little sexpot," he said sharply.
"You think you can horse me around with the idea that you'll tell my wife! Well ... go ahead! And if you don't like it ... go fuck yourself!" He felt like a king ... he wasn't about to let any young fuck-crazy kid take over his life!
"You want me to beg?" Ellen was growing irritated. "If you don't get that cock into me NOW ... I'm liable to tell your wife about you fucking Polly!"
He wanted to torment her a little more. He wasn't too worried about her threat. He noticed that she was rubbing her pussy with one hand in frustration. "Come on, don't you want some of the fun and games first? How about me eating your pussy a little?" His cock was stiff, and he had it tucked straight up under his shorts. It throbbed with the need to find release in her hot little cunt.
"You heard me!" Ellen snapped. She was serious, he saw, and it angered him. But she backed off quickly, fearful that she might be turned away. "I'm kidding," she said with a pout. "But the way you went into my cunt and my asshole with your fingers, what did you expect - that I'd want a kiss and then go home and finger-fuck myself?"
"Then ask nice," Ralph smirked. "Don't threaten me!" He could hardly keep his hands off her now. He was getting tired of the little game and was ready to get into her cunt.
"Then you'd better cum clean ... !" Ellen giggled. "And I mean cum inside me!"
He burst out laughing and put his hands up in a gesture of surrender. "You win, you hot little cunt!" The older man replied. lie reached for her, but she ran out onto the boat and sat on the topside, dangling her feet into the water. He followed her and she could see the big bulge in the front of his shorts now. She wanted to tease him a little to get even.
"Did I hear you say something about eating me?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously.
Ralph bent and started to pull off her bikini bottom. The young girl raised her buttocks to help, and he tossed the garment onto the deck. Now the older man felt awkward standing on the boat, and he slipped over the side, standing waist deep in water, his face close to her inviting little pussy. Ellen spread her legs wider so he could look into the wet folds of her teenage cunt and see the small nub of flesh that was already hard. Her dark pubic hair was sparse, and it did little to conceal the slit formed by her pussy-lips. The sight of her nakedly exposed young cunt, so close to his mouth, drove hot streaks of lust up and down his body.
The teenage girl shifted closer to the edge of the boat, spreading her thighs even wider, and then she leaned back on her elbows so that she could watch the lust-driven man when he kissed her cunt. She arched her hips upward a bit so that Ralph could now see the whole of her crotch. He gulped as he felt his cock jump, even in the cool water.
He groaned, "Oh, baby-doll, what a sweet cunt you've got." He put his strong hands on the inside of her creamy thighs and spread them even wider. He could see the drops of her cunt juices glistening in her pubic hair and on the lips of her pussy, and without further hesitation, he dove at her succulent-looking cunt, crushing his mouth against the mound of her exciting flesh. His tongue darted inside quickly and began to flick over her clitoris, causing her to squirm with pleasure.
She arched even higher to allow his plundering tongue to go deeper, groaning, "Aaahhh ... God ... stick that thing all the way in ... !"
Ralph made his tongue as hard and flat as he could as he ran it over her clitoris. The young girl was jerking wildly and moaning, already near the point of orgasm. She suddenly raised her legs and locked them around the older man's neck, fastening his mouth even harder on her pussy. He began to probe deeper with his tongue, trying to touch the walls and even the bottom. He was licking furiously, and the pungent, musky taste of her young pussy was arousing him to the point he knew he would soon have to fuck her or go insane. He drew the succulent pink flesh into his mouth then nibbled it gently, letting his teeth rake over her clitoris as he released it.
He reached down to take off his trunks, and his jerking cock sprang free of the confining fabric and stood straight out in the water. His hairy balls were seething with cum, and the cool water made them look like tight-wrinkled globes. His tongue licked away at her quivering cunt as his lust rose higher.
Ellen was massaging her breasts, tweaking her pink nipples between her fingers, her body totally filled with lust as Ralph's darting tongue flicked in and out of her tingling cunt. Her whole body seemed tuned to his touch as he sent waves of ecstasy shooting from his mouth into her pussy. Despite the great lust he aroused, she knew that she could never be satisfied until he was shoving his huge, hard cock up inside of her, fucking her totally, filling her vagina and then later, spilling his cum inside her!
She kicked her legs out wide, releasing her hold on him and begged, "I can't wait ... fuck me now ... please!"
Ralph took his mouth from her pubic mound, staring at the wide-open pussy that had aroused him so with its sweet virginal taste. He knew that he had to get his cock inside it soon. His sperm-swollen balls were beginning to burst with passion and cum, and this hot young cunt was ready for him. The pink flesh and sparse pubic hair surrounding the tight hole were wet from his tongue and from her own juices that now lubricated her inner vagina fully. She felt as if she could take an elephant's cock, so great was her need. Ralph lifted himself from the water as the young girl scrambled back on the deck, her legs spread wide.
Water dripped from his cock as he knelt between her legs, and the huge swollen head of it seemed even larger as he compared it with the size of her cuntal opening. His turgid cock jerked wildly as he grasped it by the shaft. Ellen was propped up on her elbows, staring wide-eyed at his massive penis. She had a sudden fear that it would rip her apart, but she knew that if Polly could manage all of it, she could too.
She moaned with pleasure as the older man pushed both her legs up high, revealing her naked vagina. His actions told that he couldn't waste time playing around. He had to get his aching cock into that beautiful slit or he'd go mad. He lifted her crotch up off the deck with one hand, arching his own hips forward, aiming the bulbous head of his cock at her young cunt and gasping as he made contact with her warm wet pussy! He let his spongy cock-head rest just inside her coral-hued pussy-lips then he reached beneath her and with just the strength of his hands and arms, he pulled tier cunt tightly up to him. His rampant cock shot into her glistening slit without any resistance. He hadn't realized she was that well lubricated, or that she could take so much of his massive cock without screaming.
He held her high now, the head of his cock being pulled back so that it did not pop out then ramming deep up into her searing cunt, setting up a rhythm that Ellen tried to match with her rotating hips and upthrusting body. He was astonished at how easily she took the entire length of his cock deep into her cunt. He could feel the head of it tap the lower walls of her pussy, and she was beginning to moan loudly, but they were not moans of pain; they were moans of pure pleasure!
He wondered how many guys she must have fucked to enlarge her cunt to this point, and following the thought instantly, he wondered how many times Mike had fucked her in the short time they had known each other. Probably plenty.
The dark-haired young girl had almost cum when Ralph was sucking her cunt, and now she was poised on the brink of a fantastic orgasm as his probing cock rammed home again and again. She was so ready and hungry for him that she didn't care if he did tear her apart. What a man he was! She envied Polly the opportunities of fucking this man night after night, if she chose.
Looking down, Ralph watched her sweet cunt seeming to suck his cock in and absorb every last bit of it. He pulled her even closer, savagely ramming his cock up into her as' far as it would go. He could feel her hot passage wrapping itself around the invading shaft like a skin-tight glove, and her moans of pleasure drove him to try to plunge it in even deeper.
"Oh God..." Ellen moaned. "what a fuck! Keep doing it ... just fuck me until I lose my mind!"
She tried to match his thrusts with upward thrusts of her own, but Ralph was enjoying this fuck more than any he could recall. He paused as he withdrew all but the knob-like head of his cock then jammed it into her with all his might, getting a sadistic thrill from the way her face contorted - he couldn't really tell if it was with pain or pleasure. She seemed to be afire. Her cunt was hot, her eyes hazed over, her lips almost drooling as she writhed in ecstasy underneath his violent fucking.
Each time he drove his massive cock in, Ellen felt as if he were jamming her helpless vagina up into her belly, and each time he withdrew it, it seemed to be sucking some of her cunt with it. But whatever, she was in perfect accord with every lustful movement he made. She screamed without realizing she was doing it, but she was screaming for him to give her more of his hard, satisfying, thrilling cock!
It seemed that the huge, enlarged head of it was acting as a hammerhead, pounding against the deep walls of her vagina and slamming fiery thrills deeper into her cunt. It was sensational -not like the sometimes-awkward little-boy efforts of some of the young guys she had fucked. This was all man, and he was demonstrating it to her to a degree that she could never doubt. She wondered vaguely if any other man could again bring her the lusty thrills that Ralph Carter was giving her, but for now, she didn't care. She just wanted to cum and have him cum, filling her insides with his hot juices.
The lust-crazed man was approaching his peak, and he slowed a little, looking down at his pummeling cock disappearing up into the cunt of his stepdaughter's friend. She seemed insatiable, just as Polly had seemed, and he wondered if this younger bunch did anything but fuck!
Ellen was close to cumming, and as his punishing cock hit the very bottom of her quivering cunt, she jerked wildly, her arms and legs darting about as if she had no control of them. Her belly would flatten as she sucked in huge gulps of air, expelling it in loud moans of joy, sometimes mumbling hardly understandable words of pleasure.
She was staring into the bright blue sky, almost oblivious to where she was. All she seemed to realized was that her body was being pleasured like she hadn't dreamed it could be. Her young breasts heaved mightily, the nipples standing taut and pink, her creamy white flesh glowing like alabaster in the bright sun. She was lost in a world of ecstasy as Ralph rammed in and out of her clasping cunt, knowing that they both were close to cumming. He realized that he had to cum soon or he would blow the head off his cock!
Ellen began to jerk wildly, her arms flailing, her legs thrust out wide. Her pelvis seemed to be doing a dance of lust as she thrust upward against him with lightning-like moves.
"Oh Ralph ... please ... I'm cumming ... I've got to ... please! Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm cummmiinnngg! Oooohhhh!"
Staring at the sky, she began to see dots before her eyes. She felt she would faint unless he released her from this delicious torment quickly, and she tried harder to meet his now rapid thrusts. Every nerve-end in her body was attuned to him. She played with his small nipples, pulling at the hair on his chest, wishing she could take huge bites out of his wonderful body.
"Oooohh ... fuck me! Fuck me!" she begged without shame.
Her words only added to the dark-haired man's overpowering lust, and as her voice gurgled into a moan, he felt his own cum rising from his bloated balls and rushing rapidly through the shaft of his cock, demanding expulsion that would bring him the ultimate thrill in fucking this delicious little fifteen year old!
His boiling semen burst from the tip of his cock as he buried it up in her cunt, and as she felt the hot sensation, her body began to jerk even more wildly, and she began to spew gibberish from her gasping mouth. She was like an insane person as the hot spurts of Ralph's cum shot up into her cunt! She was being filled with white-hot sperm that was burning into every nerve-ending in her cunt, making it erupt with her own cum in huge amounts. She seemed unable to get off the track of the tremendous orgasms that were rocking her body, and she wished it could last forever, for it was like no other sensation she had ever felt. His passion was pouring from his cock and entering every pore of her body - every tiny opening - filling her so that she had no room for anyone or anything else on earth.
Their pubic hairs mashed together as their bodies seemed to melt into one another's. His cum was flowing out of her pussy and dribbling down onto her anus and onto Ralph's balls. Their bodies were soaked with sweat, but the older man kept pumping his cum into her hot cunt until he felt as if he were completely drained. His strength oozed out of his body with his cum, and he collapsed atop her body as if he were in heaven. The teenage girl knew that all the rest of the world had gone away, and that only she and Ralph were there, in heaven.
As the last spasm of joy shot from her clitoris, Ellen relaxed also, lying like a battered doll, her breasts fighting the gasping man's weight, her eyes closed, and her mind so completely happy that nothing mattered anymore. This had been the fuck of a lifetime, she knew, no matter if she lived to be a hundred!
Chapter 7
Mildred Carter fidgeted behind the wheel impatiently. A large truck had slewed across the narrow road when he had blown a tire, and she had a good ten minutes more to wait, the driver told her politely, until he could get it changed and be on his way.
She fumbled in her purse and found a cigarette and lit it. Subconsciously, she went over the supper she was going to prepare - all the nice things that go with a barbecue. She wondered if she had forgotten anything, and she searched for the list, finally admitting that she must have left it on the counter in the kitchen! She had to go back and get it.
As she pulled up beside the house, she decided she would go in the side door to the kitchen and get the list, so as not to disturb Ralph with his clean-up chores. She wanted to really put their best foot forward tonight, for the children's sake as well as for her husband's.
She went into the kitchen, feeling irritated as she saw the list lying on the counter. She carefully put it in her purse and double-checked her money then walked out to the car. She resisted the temptation to go around and talk to Ralph. She looked down towards the dock and her mouth fell open in surprise. There was a powerboat tied up at the dock, and a woman or girl - it looked like Ellen - was lying on the deck, her breasts bare and her legs spread wide! She was stark naked! And standing in the water between her legs, apparently putting his mouth to her pussy, was - Ralph!
"Good God!" Millie said aloud. She felt her knees begin to shake and her stomach began to do flip-flops. "That little tramp! What is she to pull on Ralph?"
It didn't seem wrong to her to place the entire responsibility for the situation on Ellen Patterson. Something had told Mildred the first time she had laid eyes on her that she was a cheap piece of trash! And here, before her very eyes, the little scum was proving it!
It was time that someone did something about her, and Millie was so angry that she wanted to scratch her eyes out and slap her pretty white teeth down her throat! She was even more infuriated at the thought that this little slut had been playing around with Mike!
Millie fought for control as she walked through the trees and headed for the dock. This had to be handled in an adult manner, she knew, for if she really let her fury rule her, she might actually kill or maim the little slut! But she halted suddenly, still under the tree covering, when she heard voices. She heard Ellen say clearly, "I can't wait ... fuck me now ... please!"
Ralph was staring at her widespread cunt as if fascinated by the sight of the fresh young pussy. Millie couldn't blame him. No normal man would be able to turn away from a lustful little tramp like Ellen, lying naked before him with her legs spread apart, begging to be fucked!
Millie felt strange. She had never before watched two persons perform any kind of sexual act. The closest she had ever come was to peer covertly in the mirror while Ralph was fucking her. Her curiosity fought against her anger.
At the same time, she wanted to grab something and race to the boat and beat the life out of Ellen Patterson. But she seemed frozen where she stood with her eyes and mouth wide open, watching the writhing body of the young girl as Ralph fucked into her cunt!
She was so rapt in what she was seeing that a sharp twinge of lust shot through her own pussy as she remembered how Ralph's massive cock had probed into her own cunt - how he had caressed her clitoris with his fingers and fucked savagely deep into her cunt. He had even told her how great it felt to him. And now - he was out there on the boat, doing the same thing to a cheap little tramp - and obviously enjoying it as much as he told her he enjoyed fucking her cunt. Ellen's naked body and her legs locked about Ralph's hips suddenly made Millie tremble with lust. Passion built within her pussv, and she felt weak-kneed as she watched Ralph fucking passionately into Ellen's naked pussy. She suddenly submerged her anger, feeling only a deep desire to have Ralph doing that to her out there in the open! But she knew it was impossible. She rubbed her shaking hand against her pussy in a futile effort to still the electric waves that were emanating from it and spreading throughout her body.
She had to get hold of herself and stop this horrible thing that was happening to her, to her children, and to her marriage. She couldn't let it happen. Ralph mustn't fuck this lust-filled child!
She paled as Ellen screamed for her husband to fuck her. She saw his massive cock, like a large club with a knob on the end. The head of it was plunging lustfully into the young girl's open cunt.
And then abruptly, Millie found her thoughts turning to Polly and Mike? Where was Mike? Were Polly and Jeff Patterson somewhere, doing the same thing as Ellen and Ralph? And again where was Mike? He was supposed to have gone over to Ellen's house with the sailboat, yet here the young girl was, seducing her husband!
If Ellen could make Ralph do what he was doing, what must she have done to Mike? The older woman suddenly felt cold chills. What had happened to Mike? She wanted to find her son and protect him from danger - and from this dirty little whore who was out there on the boat with her husband!
She watched open-mouthed as Ralph's massive cock disappeared to the hilt up into Ellen's writhing pussy. Mildred was petrified, torn between the desire to watch more of this degrading sexual torment she was having inflicted on her, and the desire to run blindly away to shut the scene from her mind. She decided she couldn't risk seeing any more, for fear that she would do something terrible to the young girl - and even to Ralph. She stumbled back to the car and started it backing out into the road. Ellen was screaming loudly, and she assumed that they hadn't even known she had been there.
The distraught older woman headed along the road toward the Patterson place. She had to know what was going on there, and she was prepared to protect and remove Mike from these terrible Pattersons. As she recalled the way Ralph had fucked into Ellen's cunt, plunging his cock up into her, she realized that her own pussy was moist and that she had become aroused.
She forced the thought from her mind and arrived at the Patterson house in a short time, scrambling out and racing to the front door to pound on it angrily. Jeff answered the door, wearing only swim trunks, and he blushed as he saw her look at the outline of his cock.
"What do you want?" His tone was resentful. He eyed the woman, impressed by her beauty and her shape.
"I'm Mildred Carter, Mike and Polly's mother!" she snapped, almost pushing her way into the house.
The dark-haired youth eyed her closely now, wondering how the mother of Mike could be so young-looking and beautiful.
"They're not here now," he said, starting to explain. Millie cut him off. "Your slutty little sister is at my house right now - having sex with my husband!" she exploded angrily. It was as if she were accusing Jeff of allowing such a thing to happen, and he felt like laughing. Realizing what she had said, Millie suddenly felt as if she were naked in front of Jeff.
The youth fought back a smile and said in mock seriousness, "You mean that Ellen is fucking your husband - or is your husband fucking my little sister?" The question infuriated her, but it acted like a slap in the face. It was Ralph who would pay the price if she blabbed or if they were discovered!
She became flustered at the way Jeff had used that word so easily, and she stammered, "Yes ... I mean ... well, they are on the boat, in plain sight!" The idea of discussing her husband having sex seemed lewd and wrong, yet it gave her a strange thrill. Jeff was smiling now, his eyes taking in her heaving breasts and staring at the vee of her thighs.
"I've got an idea!" Jeff grinned wickedly. "Let's you and I get even by doing the same thing!" Her eyes widened, and she saw that his cock was hardening quickly, bulging out the swim trunks.
"What ... what are you saying?" she gasped. She wanted to run, but she didn't quite believe she'd heard the youth right.
Jeff shrugged. "You do to me what your husband is doing to my sister - then we'll be all even!"
"You're ... you're crazy!" Millie blurted out. Yet she was fascinated by his lewd proposal. She tried to regain her wits. "Don't you realize what this is doing to me?"
"To you?" Jeff shot back. "What about what it's doing to my baby sister? I could have your husband arrested for statutory rape! So maybe you'd better think over the idea a minute before you make any foolish decisions."
He was right, she knew, but her brain was reeling. She felt trapped. She might even have to give in to his dirty commands to save Ralph from jail and the family from shame.
"She's only fifteen," the dark-haired teenager pressed, knowing that he had almost won the battle.
"But Ellen was the one who engineered it!" she gasped.
"That's not important in court - only her age!" Jeff retorted sharply. "Now what do you say we get down to business." He put his arm around her waist and led her into the bedroom. He was already gloating over the idea of getting into Polly's mother's pussy! What a deal! Mother and daughter, with the mother almost as alluring as the daughter - maybe even better in bed!
Mildred's mind was in a frenzy. She didn't dare resist him! And she was aware of a strong fascination for the boy. He was mature, muscular, good-looking and very daring. Yet, she quailed mentally from the very thought of having illicit sex!
She stood awkwardly, staring at the manly young body of Jeff Patterson. Almost automatically, she took off her clothes and stood before him, completely naked.
Jeff's cock was monstrous now as he watched her undress. She was completely under his command, and he gasped at the beauty of her body. Her breasts looked virginal, full and ripe, with pinkish nipples that added to the virginal appearance of her bosom. Her stomach was flat, curving smoothly into her crotch and he could see the moist pussy-lips beneath her dark pubic hair.
He stripped off his trunks, and Millie's nostrils flared as she saw the size of his cock. It was almost as big as Ralph's. She looked at his muscular body, judging him to be about seventeen. But he had a mystical maturity about him that had already set her cunt to tingling with anticipation. His penis was rigid, with the purplish head of it swollen with desire, and Millie licked her lips, hardly aware that she wanted to take it in her mouth!
As Jeff moved closer to him, she felt sudden fear, but she controlled it by taking command - much to her surprise.
She wanted to be in control. It just didn't seem right that a grown woman should be manipulated by a mere youth. "Lie down on the bed," she ordered. "I want to suck you first."
The youth's mouth dropped open in surprise, but he quickly stretched out on the bed, his turgid cock pointing toward the ceiling. "I love that," he smiled, "but I hope there's more afterward."
Millie knelt on the bed, conscious of the way Jeff was staring hungrily at her breasts. Strangely, she felt complimented, for there was admiration in his eyes. It was exciting to think that a man as young as Jeff would find her body attractive. His eyes moved to the vee of her pelvis, and he shook his head in awe. "Man, you've got a beautiful body!" he said with respect. He looked into her eyes, almost using them to beg her to take his cock into her beautifully-shaped mouth. His rock-hard cock jerked in anticipation, and Millie suddenly became aware of how aroused she had become. Her pussy was moist and surges of desire for this young man swept over her genitals and upward through her belly.
She stared at his hard cock, standing proudly, and she envisioned it rammed deep into her aching cunt. Soon - soon - she told herself. She felt confident that she could satisfy his every desire, and she was proud that she had the ability to sexually dominate him.
Fires were burning inside her vagina, and she gently pushed the young man back down on the ged. She leaned down then, and softly kissed the head of his cock, her lips slightly parted to allow just a tiny part of it inside them. She felt her nipples harden even more, and she nibbled gently at the hard, yet rubbery head of Jeff's penis. She wanted to take his whole staff between her lips and surround it with her warm, wet mouth and lick it and suck it until she drove him to cum in her mouth. She knew she could wait for her own fulfillment, for she wanted his big, forceful cock rammed deep up into her cunt, reaming her until she felt his hot cum filling her insides.
She ran her hands up the insides of his strong young thighs and took his balls in her hands, massaging them softly, gloating over the way she was making him writhe and moan. She took the shaft of his throbbing penis in one hand, and he jerked wildly as shivers of delight ran over his body. Her cool hand ran up the whole length of his erection, then dropped to the base of it so she could guide it into her soft, hungry mouth.
Millie flicked out her tongue, licking his shaft starting from the bottom and laving it lovingly to the very tip. Jeff was afraid he would shoot his cum into the air if she kept on, and he reached down with one hand and pushed her head closer to his cock to indicate his wants. "I want to cum in your sweet mouth!" he gasped, sending shivers up Millie's spine. She imagined the thick cock deep inside her, spewing cum into her belly, and she became completely aroused with lust for him. She wanted this young cock in her! This youthful, eager, hard boy-cock, slamming inside her, fucking her crazily! She was younger than he was, she felt triumphantly. Their bodies were lust-mates.
The dark-haired teenager groaned as she went on licking his cock, finally using her tongue and teeth on the swollen head of it while she caressed iris balls with her other hand. He raised his head and gazed with lust-filled eyes at her mouth and tongue, nibbling and licking away at his cock.
"You've got to suck it!" Rick gasped, suddenly feeling his sperm seething up inside him. He didn't want to cum in the air. He wanted to fill her mouth with his cum -watch her swallow every bit of it - then lick him dry!
His crude words made her even more wanton, and she stared hard at the rock-hard cock she held in one hand. She wasn't sure, but she thought it might be even bigger than that of her husband, but she knew she had to have it jammed inside her cunt, or she would go crazy. She plunged her mouth down over the head of it, sucking it into her mouth hard. Her tongue flicked against it, and her teeth nibbled at the glans. Jeff was almost overcome with the lustful sensations. He flopped back, his arms spread wide as he arched his hips upward to shove all of his cock down her throat!
Her warm mouth drove his passions skyward, and when Millie began to bob her head up and down, talking more and more of his cock deep into her mouth, he yelled, "Jeez ... suck it, woman ... suck it into your belly!"
Millie's dark hair brushed sensuously against his stomach and caused the muscles to tighten involuntarily. She ran her fingers over his belly, letting her nails rake the tender flesh. She was in her glory, feeling that this youth was completely hers to toy with.
She sucked his twitching cock deep into her throat, feeling her cunt tingle as her mouth was filled with his rigid fleshpole. Without thinking, she set up a rhythmic plunging of her mouth over the stiff cock, drawing it so deep that it almost gagged her at times. But she was so engrossed in pleasing the boy that she ignored it. She tightened her lip pressure on his cock, providing him almost total friction as she plunged her head down to take his massive cock deep into her throat, sucking and laving it with her tongue.
Jeff was propped up on his elbows, now, unable to resist staring at her beautiful mouth, now distorted and puffed, as she tried to take all of his tingling cock deep into her throat. She sucked like a vacuum as she flicked her tongue wildly at the lunging shaft and head.
The dark-haired woman sensed that he was about to cum, and she let his turgid cock almost fall free of her mouth. Then she suddenly bit down on the head of it - hard, causing him to moan with the painful pleasure. She felt sorry for him, but Jeff didn't seem to mind. He grabbed her dark hair in both hands and held her face down on his cock while he fucked upward with his hips. He was fucking her in the mouth, Millie realized, and she thrilled at the thought of his coming explosion into her mouth.
She was burning with desire - first to have him cum in her mouth, then to have him shove that beautiful big cock in her ravenous cunt and give her what she knew would be a tremendous climax. She wanted to run her fingers into her burning slit to relieve it, but she couldn't leave his fascinating cock and balls.
The teenaged youth was merciless now, ramming his blood-engorged cock into her mouth while pushing her head down hard. She didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his hot juice squirting into her mouth. Her body was bouncing up and down from the violence that Jeff suddenly displayed, and Millie sucked even harder, massaging his balls fervently, trying to stimulate him even more. She knew that he was all set to cum, and she wanted to trigger it soon.
She lost all control in her desire to make him shoot his cum into her mouth, as she sucked, licked and bit madly at his cock as it plunged in and out of her mouth. Her lip-stick had rubbed off on his cock, and smeared around her lips, and she was wild-eyed and gasping for breath.
She had to make him cum! She had to! She sucked with all her force, feeling his spongy cock-head touching her tonsils.
She jumped suddenly, aware that she had heard a sound that wasn't coming from the bed. Someone else was in the room!
Chapter 8
Mike looked warmly at his sister as she lay on the deck, sunbathing. Her brassiere lay nearby, and she had rolled down her bikini bottom so that he could see her blonde pubic hair glistening in the sunlight. What a beautiful creature she was, he mused happily. He was a lucky guy. He had a sexy, beautiful sister, a girlfriend who never seemed to be out of the mood for fucking, and a mother who was even prettier and more shapely than either of them.
He was heading the sailboat across the lake to the Patterson house. It had been pleasant, sailing about the lake. He and Polly had talked about a lot of things, including their future.
"Better put your bra on," Mike urged quietly. "We're almost at the dock."
"There's nobody in that house that hasn't seen my boobs," she said with a giggle. She was aware that her brother was a little jealous of Jeff, and she didn't want him hurt too badly. She had not said a word about what had happened between her and Ralph, with Ellen's connivance. After all, she did love Mike very deeply, and that would really hurt him.
She had been resting when Ellen had come into the bedroom and said she wanted to fool a friend of hers so he would think he was fucking Ellen. Polly had thought it might be fun, so they had darkened the room and carried out the plan, but she doubted whether she would have gone along with it if she had known that the man was Ralph Carter, her own step-father.
She suspected in looking back, that she should have recognized his voice, but she hadn't believed that Ellen would have the nerve to play such a trick on both of them. When they both knew who the other sex partner was, it was too late to stop, and both had admitted afterward that it had been a tremendous sex experience for them, and they couldn't really be too angry with Ellen, but they had agreed that the happening would remain their secret. They had promised solemnly not to talk about it in order not to needlessly hurt the other members of both families, and Polly had kept her word.
Mike secured the boat and they walked toward the house, Polly carrying her brassiere in her hand. Inside the door, the blonde-haired girl signalled her brother to be silent. "Quiet!" she whispered loudly. "I think Jeff has found himself another easy fuck! There's someone in the bedroom!"
She grinned evilly as she motioned for Mike to sneak up to the bedroom door with her. "I wouldn't be surprised if Jeff and Ellen are going at it!" she hissed. Mike hadn't seen the powerboat at the dock, and he thought she was being cruel anyhow. Ile fought down his sudden resentment as he too heard sounds from the bedroom. He walked softly behind Polly and they both peeked into the room through the half-open door.
Polly gasped and Mike turned pale beneath his tan as the scene was revealed to them! Millie, their own mother, was crouching down sucking Jeff's stiff cock! Mike made a move to rush into the room, but his sister stopped him. He wanted to go in and beat the sexy look off Jeff's face!
"Hold it!" Polly whispered, frightened at the wild look on her brother's face. "This isn't Mom's doings! Ellen must have something to do with it!" She realized she was only holding out a straw of hope, but it was all she could think of.
Mike's mind was seething. He wanted desperately to go in there and kill Jeff, but he had to believe what he was seeing with his own eyes. His mother was actually enjoying sucking his swollen cock! He suddenly realized that he was holding onto Polly, as she had turned to halt him from rushing into the room. Her bare breasts were pushing hard against his chest, and he became aware that his own cock had become hard and was now pushing against her pubic mound.
The blonde-haired girl felt her brother's hard cock pressing into her cunt through the skimpy bikini material, and she was unable to resist the urge to pull his trunks off.
Mike looked into her eyes as his cock snapped to attention and pushed against her pussy. Jeff was moaning as his cock began to shoot huge amounts of cum into Millie's mouth, and the sight of Jeff's spasming cock aroused Mike as he had never been before. Polly quickly peeled off her bikini pants and kicked them away, then she suddenly pulled her younger brother into the room where their mother was still passionately draining Jeff's cock of his load of cum. Polly's own mouth watered as she watched the raunchy scene on the bed, and her hand went down to Mike's erect cock, her fingers encircling it and stroking it in rhythm to her mother's sucking motions.
The blond-haired boy stared at his mother's beautiful, naked body, hardly feeling his sister's fingers. His whole body was afire with passion that he couldn't understand as he watched his mother devouring Jeff's cock with wild, pleasurable abandon. He couldn't take his eyes from her writhing body. Her firm, curvaceous buttocks reared up in the air, and he could see the black pubic hair that covered her luscious-looking pussy. He could also see her pinkish-brown, puckered anus, and the sight made him go ape.
Her large, firm breasts hung down, moving crazily as she finished off his friend's cum, her red lips eagerly enclosing his spasming cock, while her tongue busily licked off every last drop of semen.
Waves of jealous anger mingled with his lust, as he pictured her doing that to his step-father. He suddenly realized that he wanted his mother to suck his cock like that, more than he had ever wanted anything on earth! He wanted her to drain him of his cum, and then he wanted to shove his aching cock so deep up into her cunt that he would never be able to withdraw it! His groin ached for her. she was too beautiful for Jeff or even Ralph Carter. He wanted to fuck her so badly that lie thought he would die if he couldn't. He looked at Polly, his eyes begging her to help him somehow. But his sister was interested only in Mike's cock at the moment, and she jerked it harder, grasping his balls with her other hand. She wanted tier brother to fuck her as badly as she knew lie now wanted to fuck their mother. She looked down at his swollen penis, feeling a great desire to take it into her mouth. She bent forward, unable to deny herself the pleasure, when Mike suddenly froze into a rigid stance.
Their mother had looked up from sucking Jeff's cock and was staring wildly at her son and her daughter, naked, and obviously ready to repeat the sex act she was performing on Jeff!
Her heart almost stopped! Shame flushed over her very soul, and all she could think of was to blame Jeff. "He made me do it!" she cried in anguish.
She became aware of the sexual connotations of Polly's and Mike's nakedness, and again, her heart almost stopped. Good God - they couldn't! They wouldn't! Not Mike and Polly! Her brain reeled at the thought.
She saw that Polly was stroking Mike's cock, and that her eyes were glazed with passion. Worse, she saw that Mike was not resisting! She leaped off the bed and ran toward them. "You can't!" she screamed, "What are you doing, Polly - in the name of God - what are you doing to my Mike?"
She grabbed her son, pulling him away from Polly, shielding him with her body. She was trembling, and her mind seemed to be rocking back and forth between fantasy and reality.
Polly sneered at her mother, then walked calmly to the bed where Jeff lay propped up on his elbows, watching the scene in astonishment.
"I'll give Jeff an encore he won't forget," the teenaged girl said, bending over and taking his now softening cock in her hand, her head moving downward as she prepared to suck it.
"Oh, God ..." Mildred wailed. "Don't! Polly ... please ...!"
She wanted to take Mike in her arms, like when he was a baby, and get him out of this insane asylum. But she seemed unable to move. She didn't know how to stop her daughter from sucking the same cock she had sucked only moments before, and as she watched Polly's mouth engulf the dark-haired youth's cock, she felt she was about to pass out, but she couldn't tear her eyes from the scene. She became aware that her own cunt was afire with passion, and she suddenly realized that her son's hands were caressing her own body!
Mike wondered if Polly had known this would happen, so he could have his every dream fulfilled. His mother was so soft and lovely and her body felt just as he knew it would. He ran his hot hands over her breasts, over her buttocks, then he covered her cunt with one hand, letting his middle finger steal inside to seek out her clitoris. His cock grew magically - much bigger than he thought possible, and it jumped spastically as he explored all the secret womanly parts of his mother. tie took his swollen cock in his hand and pressed the spongy head against the lips of her pussy, feeling her pubic hair tickle him. Millie finally drew her attention away from the sucking of Jeff's cock, and she looked guiltily into the eyes of her son. She enjoyed what he was doing far beyond words. He was the epitome of all men, and she wanted him to suck her and fuck her - forever. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and his turgid cock leaped at his contact with her taut nipple. He wanted to take it into his mouth, like he'd done as a baby. He bent and took one nipple into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue. Millie just stared at him. She was utterly confused. But she couldn't push him away. He belonged there. This was her darling baby, Mike, and he was giving her pleasure she had never dreamed possible. He was so wonderful. He had seen her sucking another young man's cock, and he wasn't angry. He loved her! She didn't want to analyze his love - she just wanted to accept it, for it was beyond any love she had ever known. Her conscience told her she should stop this, before it went too far. But she couldn't; she was helpless under his touch, and her body ached with the excitement and anticipation of what was to come.
She wanted Mike fully. The distraught dark-haired mother couldn't deny it or resist it. There was no right or wrong anymore. It was a pure case of necessity. She had to have her son's cock in her mouth, in her cunt, in her anus! If she couldn't, she would end up a screaming maniac!
The words of Ralph came rushing into her brain: "Nothing is wrong or dirty if two people love each other!" And she loved Mike more than anyone in the world. It had to happen. They had both gone too far to stop now.
The teenaged boy lifted his face away from her breast and looked straight into his mother's eyes. His voice shook and his body trembled as he said hoarsely, "Mom ... I want to fuck you ... so very much ... I love you ... I have to fuck you!"
Millie's whole body felt an electric shock at his words. She knew that she had to make her decision now, or she would never again know filer son's love, nor would she ever be able to live with herself. It was not a decision concerning what was right. It was a case of sexual and mental survival. If she said no to him, she would shatter him and herself. And, it wasn't difficult to reply, for he had voiced her desires precisely.
"Oh, Mike ..." she said, moving closer to his body so that his rock-hard cock pressed hard against her glistening pussy-lips, "I want you to fuck me, darling ... love me and fuck me ..."
Her son lowered her to the rug where she lay on her back.
Polly was so certain that Jeff was about to cum in her mouth that she was hardly aware of what was happening with her mother and brother. But from the corner of her eye, she saw two naked bodies sink to the floor near the bed, and she knew it was Mike and her mother, getting ready for the big fuck.
The blonde-haired girl suddenly felt happy for her younger brother, now that he was about to satisfy his greatest desire. She felt an added thrill at the thought of Mike fucking their mother, and she reached down between her legs and shoved two fingers inside her hot pussy, playing with her clitoris while Jeff's pulsing cock dug in and out of her throat.
As Mike knelt down between his mother's widespread legs, Millie suddenly had the answer to the dream that had been recurring to her. In that dream, she had been spread out wide and a huge cock was driving into her, bringing her oceans of joy. She knew now, as she looked at Mike's turgid penis, that he had been the one in the dream who was fucking her so satisfyingly. Now it was really happening and she felt waves of joy spreading through her body. She was going to have his wonderful cock inside her at last.
Mike looked down into her eyes, then at the twin globes of her full white breasts. He looked even lower, to the spread lips of her cunt that revealed the wet folds of flesh inside. He felt as if he were in heaven. Nothing on earth could be more exciting than this. He spread her white thighs apart so he could see even more of her enticing vagina. His massive young cock jerked wildly as he felt his mother's cool fingers encircle his cock-shaft and guide it to the parted lips of her welcoming pussy. He leaned forward, placing his hands to either side of her shoulders, supporting himself there, allowing her to insert the rubbery tip of his tingling cock into the slit of her steaming pussy.
As the young boy's cock made contact with her clitoris, Millie thought she would faint. She had never wanted a man so badly before, and his muscular young body poised above her made her feel secure and warm and loved. She arched her hips up and guided his thick cock in farther, then wrapped her legs around his hips to pull him up into her more deeply. Mike began to shove his cock up into her tight cuntal passage, and he thrilled as he felt her shudder with delight as his lust-swollen cock touched the very depths of her seething cunt.
The huge mushroom-shaped head of his cock seemed to spread the folds of her inner cunt easily, and he could feel her using the inner muscles of her hungry cunt to engulf his cock-shaft with a sucking motion that was the best sexual feeling he'd ever had.
It was so delicious for Mildred that she wanted to cry. His flesh was returning to the womb from which it had come.
The blond-haired teenaged boy could look down from his poised position and watch his plundering cock slipping into his mother's widespread cunt, and the sight acted to increase his pleasure even more. How lie loved her. How wonderful it would be from now on, to be able to show his great love by fucking her and sucking her pussy.
He pressed harder into her, loving the way she moaned with joy and the way she kept murmuring, "Oh, baby boy ... fuck me, darling boy ... fuck mama ... fuck my cunt!" It excited both of them even more, and Mike began to saw his rampant cock in and out of her moistly heated cunt with a steady rhythm that she matched with her upthrusting hips. Their bodies seemed to blend into one sexual wave of desire, and Mike let his whole weight down on his mother's body. He wanted to taste those sweet lips, and to suck her tongue deep into his mouth while he was fucking her.
Millie glanced at her daughter, seeing her buttocks waving in the air as she finger-fucked herself and sucked Jeff's cock hungrily. Their moans mingled with the animal-like sounds of Mike and Millie, as her son fucked harder into her and sucked her tongue hungrily.
It was this scene that met the astounded eyes of Ralph Carter as he walked into the room with Ellen.
As he saw his wife and her son on the floor, fucking madly, while Polly, his step-daughter, sucked Jeff Patterson's cock, his mind rocked with fury. But then he reflected that he was just fresh from sucking and fucking a fifteen year old, and lie made allowance for the peculiar conditions that they had all had a hand in creating. And, besides, the entire scene was so visually exciting that he felt his deflated cock start to harden again. His eyes focused on Polly's gyrating buttocks. He could see her tight little anus clearly, and his eager cock leaped in his shorts. He had a sudden desire to shove his stiff cock deep up into her anus, as he had done to her mother only a few days ago. The desire became so strong that he couldn't resist. He moved over to stand behind her undulating buttocks and quickly took off his shorts.
Millie suddenly saw her husband in the room, and she also saw that his cock was already stiff, but somehow, she didn't care much about anything except her son's satisfying young cock driving up into her needful cunt. She could hardly wait to feel his hot cum spurting into her hungry vagina, and she tried to use every muscle and sinew in her pussy to give him more pleasure. In spite of Ralph's being there, Millie wouldn't change these moments if she could. Mike's cock inside her was the most important thing in the world to her, for she had never known such joy before - not from his father, and not from his step-father.
Polly glanced back just as her step-father drove his extended middle finger into her puckered anal opening. She knew what he intended to do, and she sucked Jeff's throbbing cock in a frenzied rush. She wanted Ralph to shove his turgid cock into her anus, and she hurried to make Jeff cum in her mouth. She played with his balls, abandoning her own finger-fucking.
As the older man positioned her buttocks and guided his knob like, cock-head into her anus, Ellen walked over and climbed onto the bed naked. She lowered her wet pussy over her brother's face, and Jeff immediately grabbed her thighs and ran his tongue up inside her pussy. The dark-haired teenaged girl spread the lips of her cunt wide, helping her brother's lashing tongue to penetrate deeper.
Polly jerked uncontrollably as she felt her step-father's rigid cock drive deep into her anus. It was abrasive, for she was not damp enough there. She almost bit Jeff's cock as she tried to scream, but in her wild state of mind, masochism flooded her feelings. She wanted Ralph to give her more of the pain-pleasure she had just experienced. She wanted him to fuck her up her rear-opening until his cum shot into her and filled her insides.
The blonde-haired girl felt the first drops from Jeff's exploding cock begin to shoot into her mouth, and she gulped the hot, sticky liquid eagerly as she became aware of a new sensation taking place in her rectum. It was as if she had a dozen clitorises buried there, and Ralph was massaging every one of them. As the full load of cum flooded her mouth from Jeff's cock, she gulped it down, continuing to suck his cock, wanting to drain him totally so that he would no longer interfere with the delicious pleasure her step-father was giving her. She could see the dark-haired youth's tongue laving his sister's cunt, and it turned her on even more to the sensations that were emanating from her anal passage. She was no longer wincing as Ralph rammed his massive cock into her anus mercilessly - she was enjoying every bit of the action.
Meanwhile, Millie sensed that Mike was nearing leis climax, and she fought to hold back her own impending orgasm so they could cum together in perfect harmony.
The dark-haired mother went wild as she felt Mike give a huge lunge up into her, and she felt the first spurt of his white-hot cum shoot into her. Her clitoris began to dance crazily as she let all the bars down and released her pent-up emotions to the pure lust that had claimed her body. She couldn't hold back the screams of joy. The pleasure was too much - like something she'd never even dreamed of.
Ralph realized that Mike and his mother were both cumming, and it drove him to a greater effort. He rammed his punishing cock recklessly up into his step-daughter's anus; she dropped Jeff's cock from her mouth and ran her hand beneath her crotch, shoving three fingers up into her cunt and digging wildly at her clitoris.
"Oh, daddy ..." she shrieked, "fuck your baby girl ... fuck my asshole good and deep ... make me cum!"
The older man's driving cock fired his hot cum into her rectum fiery spurts, and he could feel her inner flesh clasping tighter against his spasming cock-shaft to give him more pleasure. The searing heat of lust was now consuming all of Polly's lower body, and she began to wag her head from side to side, her eyes rolling in her head.
She bucked wildly back against his ravaging cock like a maddened animal, and her fingers finally released her own cum. She felt she was being flooded with his boiling cum, but she was too overcome to take more, and she collapsed on her face on the bed. Ralph's juices were drained, along with his strength, and he fell atop her, exhaustedly watching without any real interest as Jeff continued to suck his younger sister's cunt.
He turned his head and watched his wife and his step-son. They were in the middle of a climax that was wracking their bodies and making them seem like rutting animals. He had never seen Mildred this turned-on, and he wondered how long she had been hot to have her son fuck her. It didn't matter, he thought - the whole world seemed made up of girls and boys, men and women, all fucking each other.
Polly moved his weight off her and got wearily to her feet. She looked at the couple on the floor, and then she walked over and stood beside her mother and her brother. They held each other tightly now, enjoying the fading thrills of their first fuck.
She smiled tenderly at them, and Millie looked up into her daughter's eyes. The blonde-haired girl knelt beside them, and her mother's arm went out and hugged her close. Tears were in Millie's eyes, and Polly wiped awkwardly at the moisture that was seeping from hers. Ralph got up and came over, kneeling beside Polly. He wanted to hate somebody, but he couldn't. It had been too wonderful - for each of them. Instead, he felt great love welling inside him for all of them.
"1 guess ..." he said huskily, "you could call us a real family now."
They dressed later and went into town for dinner. When they returned to their house, they spent the entire night in a wild sexual orgy - but it was a love orgy as well as a sexual one.
Morals and ethics were discarded. Sex ruled supreme, and when the sun came up, they were sleeping soundly on the living room floor, with only love and happiness in the heart of each.
Chapter 9
Ralph Carter was awakened by Millie's tongue being pushed into his mouth, and he shook his head groggily. He felt as if he were coming out of a dream world, and he didn't want to face the realities of life.
But his mind traveled back to the events that had drawn them into the vortex of sexual love, and he settled back, shading his eyes from the newly-risen sun. Millie's tongue was playing with his ear and his mouth, and she was impossible to resist. He shoved his own tongue into her mouth, battling her flicking pink tongue in a childish sex game.
Through the kiss, he mumbled, "I love you, darling ... but what in hell awoke you at this ungodly hour?"
"It's so beautiful, Ralph. It would be perfect to go sailing on the lake. Let's all go!" She sounded so enthusiastic he knew he couldn't refuse.
"And besides," Millib explained, "I heard the phone ringing. But I guess the children got it."
Millie snuggled up close to him, rubbing her full breasts against his chest and wrapping one leg around his body.
"What do you say?" Millie pressed.
"Whatever my queen wants, she gets!" Ralph said brightly, pinching one of her breasts. "Let's see if the kids like the idea, or if we go it alone today."
He sprang out of bed, his flaccid cock bouncing against his thigh. He halted as he started for the bathroom, since Polly and Mike came in at this moment. Both were naked, and neither of them looked sleepy.
"Go for what, Dad?" Mike asked, grinning as he saw the pleased look on both their faces as he called Ralph "Dad" for the first time ever.
"Hi Mom ... Daddy," Polly said.
"Who was on the phone?" Millie asked curiously. Mike and Polly came over and crawled into the bed on either side of Millie, and Ralph quickly slid in beside Polly.
"It was Ellen," Mike said without interest.
Polly kissed her step-father and then her mother before she said, "What in hell did she want at this time of morning?"
Millie was curious too, and she reached down and took her son's firm cock in her hand and shoved her tongue deep into his mouth as she kissed him. She broke the kiss, smiling, and said, "Yes ... what is she up to now?"
Mike grabbed at his mother and drew her body close to him, but he knew that all of them were now deeply interested in what Ellen had had to say.
"If it's another one of her brilliant schemes ..." Ralph put in, before Mike stopped him with a wave of his hand.
The blond-haired boy was enjoying the tension, and his hand stole to his mother's breast, his fingers rolling the hardening nipple about as pleasure began to sweep over his body.
"Oh," he waved his hand airily, "she just called to say that they are leaving the lake. They're taking a flight tomorrow from San Francisco to meet their parents in Europe. That's all it was." He couldn't help but giggle as he saw the effect of his news on the other three. "So, I guess we're on our own - family! Wonder what we can do to lick the dullness of family vacations?"
"Smart aleck!" Polly said in mock anger. "I'd sure like to be flying to Europe. Sounds like a terrific deal to me!" Mike looked at his mother and Ralph to see how they had taken the information. They were smiling quietly at one another, and he knew that they wouldn't miss the Pattersons.
"Say," Mike went on, "what were you two talking about when we came in?"
His blonde-haired sister butted in with, "So, who needs them anyhow?" She was thinking that it would be pretty exciting to have both her brother and Ralph to spend the summer with. Either of them were way better at sex than the Patterson youth. She added cattily, "Jeff may have a big cock, but he sure has a lot to learn about using it right."
Her dark-haired step-father waved his hand at her. "Don't knock them too hard, Polly. After all, if it hadn't have been for them, we wouldn't have discovered one another. Ellen and her little tricks worked out pretty well for the four of us!"
"Don't change the subject," Mike said eagerly. "What were you two talking about when we came in?"
His mother leaned over and kissed his mouth, her hand caressing his hardening cock.
"We were just wondering how you two would feel about going out sailing - it's such a beautiful new day."
Mike fondled her breast and his eyes shone. "Good with me, just so long as the rest of you don't stay down in the cabin and leave all the sailing to me. I can think of a lot of things that are more fun."
His dark-haired mother smiled at him, and she squeezed his burgeoning cock. His hand felt wonderful on her breast. She said happily, "Come on, Mike, baby ... you know that we do everything together ... and I mean everything!"
Mike's mouth went to his mother's, and Ralph felt Polly begin to rub her cunt up against his hardening cock. They were laughing together, as if tomorrow would never come.
