It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
THE MOTHER WHO DARED-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Ellen Lord studied the young man bent over her dishwasher, toying with a stray strand of her blonde hair and feeling things she hadn't felt before. Sucking in her lower lip, the tall thirty-six-year-old woman felt her nipples stroking lightly against the white cotton material of her blouse. She was so glad he was turned the other way. How could she explain her behavior to this young man? And those sharp, hot electric shocks sparking up her tightened thighs were making that hot spot between her legs twitch and burn!
Ellen bit down harder, trying to regain some control. She shrank back from the mechanic, thinking of walking into the living room and just getting away from him. But something kept her there. Her cunt was burning and itching so much that she found herself breathing more unevenly, her chest tightening.
"There's the sucker," he muttered, stretching in both muscled arms and fumbling around inside the washer. His brown shirt pulled up from his Levi's, exposing part of his lightly tanned ass. Ellen looked away, feeling her mouth going slack. She rubbed her damp palms on her slacks, wishing her son and daughter were home. Yes, they would keep her mind off sex, off this man, off...fucking!
There! She'd said it! Fucking. That's what she wanted to be doing with this stud kneeling in front of her dishwasher. It had been so long, too long since a man had topped her. Her late husband Jack had been good about that, servicing her when she needed it and making her feel like a real woman. But that had been five long years ago. She had given up fucking, because raising the children was more important. Perhaps. But now Ellen felt like chucking it all if only this young man would turn around and see her and . . .
"Can you hand me that tool box, ma'am?"
He was stretching out his right hand blindly toward her, his head still half-buried in the washer. Ellen shook herself back to reality, drawing in a deep breath as she pushed the tool box toward him.
"There. I think I've got the thing fixed," he said, pulling out and slamming the door shut.
Ellen smiled wanly, pushing her fingers through her hair. He was going to leave. She would be back where she'd been before-lonely, frustrated. Ellen bit down on her pouty lower lip, looking at him as he packed his tool box. Brian. That was a lovely name. It was stitched in red on his shirt.
"Brian . . . "
Oh God! She hadn't meant to say it, and in that husky tone of voice! Ellen reddened, putting one hand up to her face and feeling her cheeks burn her fingertips. He was looking up at her with some surprise, smiling.
"Yes? I think everything's about ready. Now, you'll have to sign the contract here," he said, fishing out several sheets of paper.
"Oh yes, of course."
How hot her cunt was getting now! Ellen could feel the juices seeping from her velvety lining and oozing from between her cunt-lips. He was so close to her! She could hear him breathing, could see his chest rising and falling. It was almost like a dirty joke-the lonely housewife, the horny repairman. But she had never been this aroused before.
"And sign...here," Brian said, brushing up against her.
Ellen stopped in the middle of writing her name, a rush of hot chilly heat zipping through her pussy. She was on fire, her flesh crawling with lust while the repairman pushed his thigh against her ass. They were both leaning against the kitchen table now, the only sound being their breathing. He knew. He could tell she was hot! That thought made her head spin. There was no hiding her arousal now.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
His voice was thicker, matching hers in that undertone of lust. Ellen turned back to him, looking into those deep blue eyes, that wide mouth curled up sexily, that black curly hair hanging rakishly over his forehead. What woman wouldn't have given everything up for a tumble in the bed with this man? And there he was, standing only a foot away from her, looking at her as if he would tear her clothing from her body at any second.
"Well, not exactly. I...I don't know what's come over me," Ellen said, still not committing herself to anything. "I must be coming down with something."
"Yeah, you're right. But I think I know just what it is."
She felt one hand touching her waist, curling around it and drawing her against him. Oh, there was still time! She could still push him away, struggle against him. Ellen felt her flesh crawling again. The pulses in her cunt were sapping her strength and resistance away. She wanted him to touch her, to caress her tits, to mouth her cunt the way Jack used to so many times!
"Please don't...you don't know what you're doing," Ellen protested weakly.
He was hunching up against her, rubbing his groin into her crotch while his other hand circled her waist. She tried bending away from him, her palms flat against his chest now as she felt his fingers moving around her hipbones, down, down until they cupped her ass-cheeks.
He was working the smooth cotton material back and forth against her ass, rubbing it up into her ass-crack while he dropped his head down toward hers. She could feel his breath panting against her throat as she drew her legs together, rocking them subtly back and forth and feeling the silky rub of her cunt-lips against one another. Her clit was growing stiff, poking up from the surrounding moist, pink flesh. She curled her toes, feeling more alive than she had in five years!
"You're hot lady, real hot!"
"Call me Ellen," she whispered, feeling what little resistance she had melting under the beautiful kneading of her ass-cheeks.
"Nice name, pretty name. Want to fuck, Ellen?"
She wanted a fuck, a good hard fuck, one that would make her forget everything.
"Oh yes, yes, please...please fuck me!" she whispered, a spasm shooting through her cunt and sparking up her spine.
"Where's the bedroom?"
Ellen's mouth was dry. She could only take his big, warm hand in hers and lead him from the kitchen, feeling as if she were floating on air. The door closed softly behind him as she w stood there, uncertain of what to do next. Brian had no doubts, walking up to her, his smile growing wider. Her breath caught as she felt him unbuttoning her blouse, pushing it from her shoulders until it floated to the floor.
"Nice tits. Nice, big tits," he whispered, cupping the heavy, rounded bottoms of her tits and squeezing them softly.
Ellen moaned, feeling his thumbs rubbing up against her nipples, frictioning them until they stood out long and hard and begging to be squeezed. Brian pushed the nubs in with his thumbs, turning in her tits and rubbing the tips against one another until she thought she would go mad with the feeling.
She felt her slacks going down, sliding over her thighs until they puddled around her ankles. His hands seemed to be crawling all over her body, sliding over her hipbones, then moving back until she felt Brian's hands kneading her ass-cheeks. His fingers were so warm, so strong as they pressed into her flesh.
Ellen let out a soft moan, her head dropping back as she felt the subtle rubbing of her cunt-lips.
It was heaven pressing herself against a man, feeling his hot body pressing against hers. She felt very close to an orgasm right now, and Brian had done nothing but touch her ass. Her nipples frictioned over his shirt while Brian began nibbling along her throat. It was good, so very, very good. She wanted him to fuck her, to slip his cock into her and spread her open.
"This is gonna be good, real good," he whispered, lowering her to the bed.
Ellen lay there, spread open, feeling so naked, so helpless, so wanted. She watched silently as he opened his shirt, pulling it from his Levi's, then opening the top button of his jeans and unzipping his pants.
"Ohhhh!"
Ellen's eyes rounded while her breath caught. He was big, his cock sticking straight out from his groin, pointing at her. Ellen moved her ass against the mattress. She licked her dry lips, feeling that heat concentrating more and more around her clit while her legs undulated against the bed.
"Baby, that's one hot pussy you got. And I'm gonna split that piece of meat with my cock 'til I hear you cryin' for more."
How she loved his filthy mouth! It made her cunt cream all the more. He stepped from his jeans, shrugging off the flannel shirt while climbing between her legs. Ohhh, she could smell herself now, smell the musky cunt-juice that seemed to flood from her furry crack.
Brian liked it. She could tell from the way he was staring at her, his eyes feeding on her body hungrily. His hands moved up to her tits, kneading them while his knees pressed against the insides of her legs. He wanted to fuck her badly, just as badly as she wanted to feel him inside her.
Brian drew his tongue around her belly button, his hands tracing the subtle curves of her body until she was half mad with desire. She felt the hot slickness of his tongue and lips all around her belly, moving down, down until they were trailing through the frazzled blonde cunt thicket. Ellen let out a soft moan, her knees jerking up while her head pressed back into the pillow behind her. He was doing it, licking her cunt, making her grind her thighs for more sensation.
Weakly she raised her arms, hooking her hands around his neck and pulling him harder against her pussy. She was hunching up to him frantically in a moment, her ass beating against the sagging mattress while her legs whipped against the bed.
"Easy, baby, easy, Ellen. I don't wanna rush this."
He was licking her cunt again, his fingers pressing against the insides of her thighs and holding her open while his mouth pressed into her. The sudden, scalding pressure of his tongue against her pussy almost knocked her unconscious. Ellen writhed at the touch. One wet lick rubbed over her clit. Brian pressed up against her harder, scouring her pussy while sucking around her clit.
Ellen couldn't have stopped him if she wanted to. The big hunk was licking his tongue up and down steadily now against her cunt-lips, slicking them with his spit, rubbing his nose against her hard clit. She could feel the mixture of his spit and her cunt-juice running down into her ass-crack. Ellen twisted her thighs up, her ass hanging there in mid-air, trembling while Brian's tongue continued to flick in and out of her pussy in tiny, fluttering movements.
"Ready, Ellen? Ready to have my cock in you?"
"Huhhhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
Ellen's head rolled from side to side, long strands of her silky blonde hair clinging to her dampened cheeks. She felt him crawling on top of her, his fingers gripping her slender shoulders while his knees spread her farther apart. She could feel it, feel his cock rubbing up and down against the wet, jagged crack of her cunt. He was dry fucking her, pushing his cock-head up against her clit, then drawing it away.
Ellen wiggled her thighs invitingly, pumping them up and down, then shifting them from side to side until her body glistened with a sheen of perspiration. He was drawing his knees forward, hunkering down like an animal ready to fuck, ready to mate with its bitch!
"Ohhhh, fuck me, fuck...ahhhhhh!"
Ellen nearly fainted from the touch of his cock-head splitting her cunt in two. The woman yelped, rolling her thighs hungrily as she felt his hard cock pushing into her. Her cunt muscles relaxed, contracted, then relaxed again in a milking movement, finally cinching shut around Brian's throbbing prick.
Peering down at her, Brian worked his hips from side to side, reaming out her cunt, rubbing his cock-head against the silky, moist lining until Ellen felt her cunt relax. Oh God, she could feel him pushing down a little farther, making her belly swell. And now he pulled out, tugging his cock-head against her taut cunt muscles, making the itchy, slick walls shrink back against one another. Her knees rubbed over his tanned, hairy flesh while her ass bounced up and down against the bed. Behind her, Ellen could hear the headboard clattering against the wall while Brian stopped, then started pushing his cock back into her cunt once more.
"Ohhh, fuck...oh God, when you do it that way, ohhhh, I think I'm going to die!" she confessed, closing her eyes tightly.
"Yeah, baby, yeah, that's it!"
Ellen paused, then started moving her hips faster and faster, meeting Brian's fucking movements with motions of her own. She dipped and plunged her ass. She could feel a hot dampness under her tits and around her belly while a streak of drool oozed from one corner of her mouth. Brian dropped his head down, catching her lips with his and sticking his tongue between her lips. Ellen fenced back with her tongue, smelling her cunt on his cheeks as he rodded her all the way.
She could feel his balls pillowing up against her crotch while his cock-hairs prickled her clit. Brian kept his cock buried in her without moving for a moment, letting her absorb the sensation of having something that hot and hard buried all the way in her. Ellen drew her fingernails across his back, digging them into his flesh while hooking her legs around his calves. How she wanted to be pierced all the way by him, split in two while she thought about fucking every man in the world.
He was starting to stroke her now, rising and falling, up and down, his prick squishing through her tumid cunt like a pole slipping through mud. The sound filled her ears, making Ellen gasp with delight as she fucked back with all her might. The frantic woman clutched at the tight mat of Brian's hair. She was close, so very, very close to cumming. She could feel that itch turn into a terribly urgent ache. She was moving on the bed faster now, the hot flames of lust licking up her thighs, burning through her cunt, making her cry out for more.
Brian gave it to her, his hipbones bumping against hers, bruising her flesh while his hands worked under her ass-cheeks and cupped them. He had one finger up against her asshole now, slipping it in up to the second digit until odd little hot tingles shot from the violated shitter to her clit. Ellen cried out, cinching her eyes tight once more and fucking up and down as hard as she could. "Cummmm . . . "
The word bubbled from her lips as she thrashed like a mare in rut under the big man's muscled body. His cock cut through the folds and petals of her squishy cunt-flesh. Ellen gasped. She could feel the mushy heat of her pussy growing more and more intense.
"Oh man, baby, baby, gonna . . . "
Brian's voice caught, his body shook. He stopped in mid-stroke for a minute, his hairy ass high in the air while the thick blue veins in his prick throbbed against his taut cock-skin. Ellen could feel the sensations, could feel his cock jerking up against the tense outer lips of her cunt. And then...and then everything seemed to explode.
Ellen screamed in his throat, feeling the heavy squirt of his jizz spattering against her convulsing cunt-walls. She was milking him, feeling her pussy grabbing onto his spitting prick and holding it while more and more spunk shot into her hot little cunt-hole.
It was heaven, the only heaven she'd known in such a long time. And when she opened her eyes and saw Brian looking down into hers, she knew there would be more heavens to come.
"Oh, that was so good. I didn't plan...I mean, I didn't call you up to...to do this. I'm not the type to . . . "
Brian put one finger against her lips, hushing her.
"I know, babe. And that's the hottest thing about fucking...when you're not planning it. I've got a feeling we're gonna have a lot more of these...spontaneous sessions, if you know what I mean," he said with a wink.
As she lay there feeling the warm, golden feeling engulf her, she knew exactly what he meant.
CHAPTER TWO
". . . and this slide's the second stage of procreation. You know about procreation, don't you, Kathy? That was in your second lesson."
His words sent shivers up and down the blonde teen's spine as she tried to focus her attention on the slide under the microscope. Why did she have to have Mr. Jenkins for a biology teacher? He was so darned handsome, and the way he'd been looking at her the past three days made her unplowed cunt pucker with forbidden excitement.
Kathy's fingers grew icy as she turned the round metal knob gently, her knees shivering against one another. She had to concentrate. She had already failed the first two lab exams. She couldn't afford to fail another.
"Yes, yes, I see it now," she said, her nipples growing stiff and hard against her blouse. Why did she have to go around braless today of all days? Kathy was sure he could see the nubs poking against the smooth material. He was probably laughing at her now.
"Good. That's better than you were doing a few days ago. Who knows? This extra time after school might do you some good."
He was brushing up against her arm, his breath against the back of her neck. It was so quiet in the lab all Kathy could hear was her own breathing matched by her teacher's. He was just too close! Her mother was always warning her about men, about the one thing they all wanted. Struggling against her emotions, the girl pushed away from the black table top, shaking the hair from her eyes.
"I think I've had enough for tonight, Mr. Jenkins," Kathy said, rubbing her eyes. "It's getting late."
He looked up at the clock and shook his head.
"It's only four-thirty. You've still got some catching up to do, especially from the last exam."
Kathy looked at him sullenly. He could make or break her. Sighing, Kathy bent over the microscope and peered down the tube once more, noting the increase of pressure of Mr. Jenkins' arm against hers. She moved slightly away, holding onto the instrument while trying to regulate her breathing.
"Now, with this slide, we'll see how the cell got that way in the first place. Sperm."
Kathy's breath caught. She thought that for one second his knees brushed up against the backs of her legs, just as if he were trying to fuck her from the back. Her head spun and she bit her lower lip, trying to concentrate on what was slipping under her eyes. Those squirmy little things! They came out of a man's cock, squirting out in a white thick fountain. At least, that's what her best friend Tina kept telling her in the girls' bathroom all the time, teasing her, making her want to run out and at the same time sit there and listen to more filth. That's what probably came shooting out of Mr. Jenkins' long thick cock all the time when he...oh
God! What was she thinking of?
"We've covered reproduction earlier. You remember all those lessons, don't you, Kathy?"
"Yes, yes, of course," the girl replied in a whisper, feeling his voice caressing her, undressing her until she was sure he could see her in his mind's eye, naked, trembling, ready for him.
"And you know where the sperm comes from, don't you, Kathy? I don't think I have to go over that with you. Most girls your age talk about it all the time."
It was a daring thing to say! Flushing beet red, feeling her cheeks burning, Kathy pulled away from the microscope and looked squarely into Mr. Jenkins' black, sparkling eyes. He was laughing at her! Kathy curled her fingers, letting the nails bite into her palms. She wasn't going to let this...this man intimidate her. She would show him a thing or two! Smiling coyly, she pulled away a little farther, shaking a loose strand of hair from her face.
"That's not true all the time, Mr. Jenkins. I mean, we talk about guys and all, how they're built and stuff like that. But there are other things we talk about."
There! She saw his eyes widen as she pressed her pert little ass up against the lab counter behind her. She was feeling so very, very daring, a little sluttish as she wet her lips the way she'd seen starlets do at movie previews. Mr. Jenkins was studying her, rubbing his neatly trimmed black beard while narrowing his eyes.
"That's true, I guess, Kathy. I'm sorry if I offended you."
"Oh no, Mr. Jenkins. That's okay," she sighed, feeling her tits become so very tender and heavy.
She had felt like this one or two times, especially when Tommy Grimes tried feeling her up and down in his car one night last week. She had been firm then, pushing his hand away while closing her legs to him. But now Kathy was feeling very odd down there-kind of hot and itchy and achy all at once while her asshole winked shut in time with her virgin cunt. It was embarrassing to be feeling all these things right there in front of Mr. Jenkins! Thank goodness he couldn't read minds!
"Maybe we should get back to the slides. You still have twenty to identify," he said, gesturing toward the microscope again.
Kathy sighed. It was lots more fun flirting with him. But then she thought of her grades once more and moved back to the lab table. Mr.
Jenkins inserted another slide.
"And this one's the egg at the eight-stage level. Tell me what you...damn! Sorry, dropped the last slide. I'll get it," he said, bending down next to her.
Kathy squinted into the scope, studying the fuzzy globe under the lens. Suddenly she felt the back of his hand rubbing up the back of her leg all the way! He was touching her like a lover, drawing his hot flesh against hers until...oh God in heaven, he was pushing it past her skirt and up to her panties! Kathy gasped, slapping back at him with one hand while wheeling around. She was shocked.
"No! Don't, Mr. Jenkins!" Kathy gasped, one hand over her heart. He was grinning at her, shaking his head from side to side.
"That's the one thing I don't like about young girls fucking for the first time. They don't know they want a cock when it's right there in front of them for the asking."
"Oh!"
Such language! Kathy blushed furiously. He was talking to her as if she were some common street slut!
Turning, Kathy knocked over two more slides, backing away as she saw them shatter into tiny splinters. Mr. Jenkins sighed, pushing the broken glass away with the toe of his boot.
"Clumsy too. We'll see just how clumsy you are when I fuck you."
"No!"
He was going to rape her, right here in the lab? Was he crazy? All she had to do was open her mouth and scream. She was about to tell them that when he lunged for her, sliding one arm around her waist while pressing the other hand against her lips. She felt her legs banging against his, her feet sliding on the tiled floor while he bent her back against the counter. She felt his hand relaxing against her lips and saw his handsome face bending down to hers. His eyes were mesmerizing, hypnotizing, pinning her to the spot as she felt something very hot and hard aiming for that hot, itchy spot between her white shivering legs.
She felt his knees pressing hers apart, his hands all over her body, the fingers drawing up her skirt until it was gathered around her waist. Both hands were down there now, his fingers kneading into her ass-cheeks while he stared at her for a moment. And then...and then he kissed her, his lips lightly touching hers at first then drawing away. And then he dropped down once more, sticking his tongue between her lips while working his hands back and forth against her ass-cheeks through the silken panties. "Uhhhhh!"
Kathy felt her cunt-juice flowing from her slit like melting butter. His body was pressing against hers, his chest mashing in her nipples while his crotch rubbed back and forth against hers. What was worse was what his tongue was doing to her! The squirmy, wriggling thing was sliding over her teeth, reaching down into her throat. She liked that, liked it a lot more than she let on!
Pressing her palms flat against his chest, she pushed for all she was worth, realizing that she was fencing her tongue against his. He sighed heavily, pushing away and staring down at her. Kathy felt her clit begin to stiffen, rising from the moist pink flesh throbbing around it.
"No. I won't! I won't let you . . . "
"You're already letting me, Kathy. I can feel it," he whispered, sliding one hand under her blouse and cupping the heavy underswells of her tits.
The girl closed her eyes as he thumbed her turgid nipple, sliding one hand under the elastic leg band of her panties. He was touching her ass!
No one had ever done that. "But...but . . . "
Keeping his one arm around her waist, he led her from the table, around his desk, back to the door leading to his private lounge. She could hear the lock opening, then felt a rush of cool air against the back of her neck.
"I keep the cot here to rest...and for other things, when the opportunity comes up."
The door closed with a snap. In another moment his hipbones were bumping against hers while he plowed that hard spot between his legs up and down against her belly.
"You can't make me! You can't make me!"
"I can do any damned thing I want."
She felt him unbuttoning her blouse, opening it down the front and exposing her naked tits! Kathy wanted to slap him. But then he lowered his face quickly, licking her pink nubs, drawing his tongue back and forth while rubbing his fingers over her ass. How good his hot hands felt over her ass while he tongued her nipples!
And then he began sucking them, actually sucking her tit tips while swirling his tongue around and around. Kathy let her head fall back and found herself hunching against his crotch.
He laughed softly, pulling his head up and backing her toward that long, narrow couch. Her blouse fell from her shoulders, falling to the tiled floor. Somehow he had opened her black skirt, pulling down the zipper and tugging the garment until it puddled around her ankles. The touch of his tongue as it searched deeper created a ripple of feverish tingles coursing over her flesh. Just when he was pulling her tighter against him, she pulled her mouth away.
"You want it, want me bad, don't you? I saw that the first day of class," he said.
"That's not true!"
He narrowed his eyes once more, grinning at her, revealing a double set of white teeth that glistened under his black moustache. He took her tight hand, moving it down from his chest until it was wedged between their rubbing bodies. Oh God, she could feel the lump in his pants throbbing against her palm, burning her fingers. He made her unzip his pants. Her heart was pounding as if it were going to tear right through her chest. And in another moment Kathy found herself kissing Mr. Jenkins wetly as she rubbed his cock through two layers of clothing.
"No, don't...oh don't make me do this!"
"You're letting it happen, Kathy. You want it to happen, just as much as I want it to happen."
Kathy tumbled back onto the couch when he shoved her lightly down, sitting there with her knees still firmly pressed together as Mr. Jenkins pulled out his shirt and quickly unbuttoned it. But when he started fooling with his belt, Kathy squirmed uneasily on the cot. He pushed his trousers down and exposed the fat bulge pressing out against the piss flap of his jockeys. Kathy drew one hand over her mouth, pulling her head back as she felt the heat from his crotch! This couldn't be happening. It was so unreal, like a dream.
"Yes, Kathy, yes!"
He held her by the shoulders, pushing her down while grabbing one hand and pulling it up to his groin. She could feel his cock now, feel the fat head throbbing against her fingers while his balls brushed up against her wrist. Her panties were so soaked. She could feel the sensation of the nylon crotch band rubbing up against her sensitive pussy. She was flat on the cot now, staring up at the big hunk towering over her. With one swift move Mr. Jenkins pulled down his shorts, his cock swinging up and sticking straight out from his hairy groin. "Oh!"
It was way bigger than anything she had seen in her dumb sex education books! He wasn't going to try to stick that thing in her! Oh no! She was a virgin! He would hurt her. Kathy started to get up. But Mr. Jenkins easily read her mind once more, settling between her spread legs and holding her down just below her knees.
He reached forward with one hand, curling his fingers around the elastic waistband of her panties, pulling them down over her plump ass. He had stripped her naked! She lay there now, completely exposed. The shock and embarrassment knocked the teen into a stunned silence. And when he bent forward, licking her thighs, Kathy nearly went into shock. She felt the slick licking of his tongue up and down her inner thighs while his fingers pressed gently into her rigid muscles.
Her body went limp, her head rolling against the pillow while her feet shuffled against the smooth cotton sheet covering the cot. In a moment that tongue was slicking up to her pussy, snaking through the blonde cunt-hairs until it was licking up into her pussy. He had her spread open, helpless, while he burrowed deeper into her cunt.
Her chest heaved as he moved his head from side to side. She could feel his tongue fucking her now, slicking down farther and farther until it touched her cherry. Mr. Jenkins paused, pulling his head out and wiping his full lips with the back of one hand. He looked a little surprised.
"Never thought you were a virgin," he said, his lips curling up into a sardonic grin.
"I am. Oh please, don't...don't hurt me!" she begged.
"No, not here, anyway. This isn't the place. But I can still give you a good time."
Kathy was too high in heat to argue. He went back to her cunt, kissing it, then licking deep into her pussy, searching for the hottest places he could find. Then he started rimming her tensed, eager cunt-lips with the tip of his tongue. Kathy stiffened in embarrassed fright. She couldn't stand the building of tension between her shivering legs. Without thinking, Kathy started moving her hips, making small, jerky fucking movements against his mouth. There was just a hot slick tension moving up and down into her pussy. She could feel the mixture of her cunt-juice and his spit frothing down in her asscrack, leaking into her shitter. Just then Mr. Jenkins slipped his hands around her ass-cheeks, squeezing them together as he fed more on her pussy. Ohhhh, that was so good, so very good. She felt floods of hot juice wetting her cunt-lips while the teacher ran his tongue gingerly along her slit.
Kathy closed her legs again, rubbing their insides against the big man's stubbly cheeks. He was groaning into her pussy, moving his body against the cot. Kathy knew instinctively what he was doing. He was getting off himself while licking into her cunt. That thought drove Kathy higher and higher. She twisted as if she were impaling herself on his prick. Her legs flailed in the air, her ass twisting and bouncing against the cot and against his hand as Kathy felt her pussy aching its way to a climax.
Her breathing was shallow, gaspy, hot, out of control. The feverish itching thrills were about to burst between her legs while Mr. Jenkins flicked deeper into her cunt. She could feel his prickly moustache rubbing up, against her clit, making that tiny organ throb and pulse. She could hear the teacher's tongue slopping over her cunt-lips while one finger was straying dangerously close to her asshole. Oh, oh, she couldn't bear it any longer! Her face was red and pinched while her cunt began to suck hard at Mr. Jenkins' tongue, nursing it as if it were a cock fucking her.
Kathy let out a sobbing cry, curving her slim form down, holding the sides of the big man's head while her ass writhed to get all his mouth, his tongue, his chin. It was happening so slowly.
Kathy didn't even remember the last of it. It was just a paradise of slick, satiny hot frenzy than finally leaked away. She tried to open her eyes. She was on her back, legs spread, twitching. Her lips were dry. Oh, it had been so crazy. Shaking the hair from her eyes and getting up on her elbows, she looked at Mr. Jenkins who had risen from the cot. He was doing something to his cock!
He was putting something on over his cock-something soft-looking with bumps and barbs and nipples.
Her feet were on the floor before she knew it. She scooped up her panties, blouse and skirt, kicking the sandals in front of her. By the time he realized she was on the run Kathy had fled into the lab, ducking behind the high desk and quickly slipping on her clothes. She could hear him fumbling around in there. But she would be out before him. Grabbing her notebook and nearly upending the microscope still on the table, Kathy rushed from the room.
CHAPTER THREE
"I really do wish you'd talk to your sister, Jeff. Kathy's been feeling rather...well, down, I think. She just isn't doing her school work. Her science teacher Mr. Jenkins called me today and said she'd missed the last two days of lab."
The tall blond sitting next to his mother scratched his short hair, shaking his head.
"Maybe she's got a boyfriend. Lots of times that happens, and girls just don't pay attention to school," Jeff said with a sheepish grin.
Ellen blushed. She thought of Brian, of the way he had held her, had fucked her, had made her cunt burn and throb while he slipped his meat into her! Could her daughter be doing the same thing? Absurd! Kathy was far too young. She was still a baby. There had to be something else. Perhaps Jeff could get through to her. He was back from the Army now on leave for two weeks. They'd been close before. She had to have some kind of help.
"I don't think so. Kathy hasn't really been dating. She's been concentrating on her school work, especially that biology class with Mr. Jenkins. Please, talk to her, Jeff," Ellen begged, putting both hands on his thick-muscled arms.
Jeff looked at his mother, a strange emotion passing through his eyes for a moment. Ellen caught the flicker and drew away slightly, feeling a ripple of excitement rush through her cunt. It was almost the same kind of feeling she had when Brian had first approached her.
"Okay. I'll talk to her," Jeff said with a sigh.
Ellen felt relieved, smiling and patting her son on the wrist. "She's upstairs studying. I'll start dinner. But the two of you talk as long as you want."
Upstairs Kathy was on her private line listening to Mr. Jenkins on the phone. He had called her private line, a number listed in the school office. She had wanted to put down the receiver. But he was saying things to her now that made her heart pound.
"I liked those tits. I liked sucking them. You want to come over to my place and get 'em sucked? Over here we can have a lot more time to fool around. I can even make you cum three times with my tongue in your cunt before I stick my prick in."
Kathy's head whirled around as she let her bathrobe fall open and expose her naked body. This dirty phone call was making her breathless. She felt as if she had to lie down. Sucking in a ragged breath, she let one hand wander over her cunt, her palm pressing against the swelling hairy mound.
"You still there?" he asked.
Kathy licked her lips, keeping the phone against her ear. She could almost feel his tongue working over her pussy once more, his fingers keeping her spread apart while searching back for her ass-cheeks.
"Ohhh, yesss...I . . . "
"I'm gonna start eating those pretty tits of yours until you start yammering like you did the other day."
How she must have looked to him that day in the lab! She remembered her half-words, her moans. She was panting hard, feeling so very dizzy while her fingers were working over her cunt-lips. Her fingertips were greasy with hot juice.
"I'll bet you never had a guy to do that to you. I know you're a virgin, and I'll bet I was the first one to touch you like that. I know you like to have your nipples licked. I'll lick 'em again. Then I'll start eating your pussy again. I know you'll like that."
"No, Mr. Jenkins! This is horrible! I don't want you saying anything again!"
"Why don't you hang up then?"
Kathy made a move to put the receiver back in the cradle. But her muscles wouldn't move like she wanted them to. She lifted her knees, letting them fall farther apart. She was letting one finger dip into her cunt, searching around the slick membranes until it found that super hot spot that made her legs clamp together. She groaned, pushing down farther until she felt her cherry. He had touched her cherry, had licked his tongue tip over that taut protective membrane.
"You know how my cock is...real dark at the tip. You'll feel it when it slips in 'cause it'll stretch you. I'll take care of your cherry nice and easy. You won't even feel a thing. And then I'll fuck you all the way, stretching you. I'll make you squirm and cry . . . "
"No, I won't listen to this any more!"
"You've got to come to lab sooner or later, or you'll fail. And when you do, I'll have that cot ready. Or you can come over to my place for...extra study," he said, laughing softly into the receiver.
"No, no, you wouldn't do that to me!"
Mr. Jenkins ignored her plea.
"I'll make you cum more than three times. Yeah, as many times as I want. And I'll do it so slow you'll be beggin' for me to hurry. Maybe I'll just tease you a little and make you suck it before I stick it in again."
"No, no, I'm hanging up now!"
Kathy shuddered. How could she ever do something like what he was saying. She tried again to hang up the phone. But Mr. Jenkins laughed. She put the receiver back against her ear. The wet mess between her legs was throbbing now. Her cunt was feverish, swollen. She bobbed her ass around in circles as her finger fucked in and out, in and out. It was ecstatic torture doing this to herself. It was so wild she didn't even notice her brother standing in the doorway until Mr. Jenkins said something about touching her asshole with his fingers. "Jeff!"
It was as if someone had touched her with a live wire. Kathy found the strength to hang up, grasping for her bathrobe and pulling the cotton blue material over her cunt. Her brother was standing there, leaning against the molding with his arms crossed over his powerful chest. He was grinning down at her with that same, self-assured smile Mr. Jenkins had had when he...but that was different. "Girl talk?"
Kathy's jaw dropped open. He was teasing her! Her own brother was standing there and staring at her spread open that way, laughing at her. How long had Jeff been there listening to her?
"So, this is what's bothering you? Mom said you were slinking around here. Was it just to get dirty calls? Why not settle for the real thing?"
"What?"
Jeff closed and locked the door, that same silly smirk on his face. For a second, Kathy felt she was back in the lab with Mr. Jenkins, fighting him off while he pushed her down to the cot. But no. This was her brother. He wouldn't be doing something like that to her. She relaxed, drawing the bathrobe around her shoulders while smiling easily at him.
"It's just some guy. He-likes doing things like this. Besides," Kathy added with a shrug, "it's safe. No problems, no mess, no...Jeff! What are you doing?"
Her brother had pulled her gown from her shoulders, tugging it away from her ass and leaving her sitting there stark naked.
Shocked, Kathy threw her thin arms around her tits while half-rolling onto her right side. She was about to grab for the sheets when Jeff knocked her arms away. He was tugging at his belt, opening his Levi's, pushing them down just as Mr. Jenkins had!
"Remember when we were kids, fooling around in the tub?"
"But we were small then," Kathy gasped, not believing this was happening. She tucked her naked ass back, her eyes widening as she pressed her clenched fists against her thighs. "That didn't count."
"When I was in Basic I heard all kinds of stories...about guys who fucked their sister, and they liked it," he said, stepping out of his jeans.
There was that heavy swell again swinging up against the fronts of his shorts. Her brother's cock!
"Guys were doing things to their sisters nobody else did 'cause they were relaxed. You know, not having to keep up appearances and all that shit."
"But...but . . . "
He was rubbing one puffy cunt-lip now as he settled on her small bed. And even as she tried to squirm away she could feel her slick juice oozing out. Jeff felt it too, his grin turning into a broad smile.
"No, this isn't right. It just isn't, Jeff. Come on, we'll get dressed and go downstairs to mother and...and have dinner or something."
"You're hurrying things, aren't you?"
Kathy shivered as he kissed the hollows of her neck. The resistance to him she'd felt initially was drifting away. What on earth was happening with her? Why couldn't she muster all the defenses her mother had so carefully planted in her when she was growing up and discovering that she was becoming a woman?
"I'D be careful, you know that. I wouldn't hurt you. I'm your brother."
"But . . . "
She struggled a little, feeling her will power draining away. Jeff had his finger pressed against her flooding cunt-crack. He was working it back and forth now until her whole ass glowed. It was funny how her pussy was exciting her own brother, making his face turn red while his breathing grew shallow. It gave Kathy a giant thrill of excitement when he touched her like this.
"You'd better stop," she said, eyeing her brother squarely.
"Not on your life. I'm gonna do this to you. And after that dumb phone call, I'll bet you're more than ready to let me fuck you."
"I never did that kind of thing, ever! You've got to believe me."
He was looking at her with hot, hungry eyes. It excited her more than she wanted to admit to herself. She bit her bottom lip.
"Then it's time you learned, and I'm the best teacher around here."
In a moment he had his t-shirt off. He wasn't as big-muscled as Mr. Jenkins. But he was lean, his cock long and thin, the head narrow, ready to spear into her body like a dagger! A knife! The thought made her blood boil as Kathy found herself lying flat on the bed, ready for her brother to stick that thing into her.
He was on top of her now, his cock gouging up and down against her belly while his balls dragged over her pussy. Her ass pillowed against the bed while she spread her thighs open for him. She felt dizzy, half-crazy with what was going on. She licked her lips and Jeff kissed her. There was no teasing her. He stuck his tongue down all the way into her throat, sealing her mouth with his while digging his knees against the insides of her legs.
There was something very hot pressing up against her cunt. His cock-head! He was raising his smooth ass high in the air, getting a better angle while pushing down hard. Kathy could feel the increased pressure up against her pussy and struggled up against her cunt-hungry brother.
"Jeff, I'm afraid, I'm...ohhh, you're going in! No, don't!"
Kathy jerked her head from side to side, pressing up even harder against his chest. But her brother was determined to fuck her. She wriggled her slim ass, feeling herself caught on the stabbing cock as he worked it down slowly.
In a moment, Kathy could feel the head pushing against her cherry. In another second she could sense the pressure and then the stabbing sharp pain that took her breath away. Her eyes widened while Jeff gasped a kiss against one side of her throat.
"It hurts! Oh God, it hurts me when you do that!" she complained.
"Just a second...just a fuckin' second and it'll be all over."
"But...owwwww!"
It was as if someone had stabbed her in the belly with a jagged blade! Kathy arched her spine, twisting her head around and biting the pillow hard to keep from screaming. He had broken her cherry, ripped through the thin membrane with his cock while holding her narrow shoulders flat against the mattress. It was enough to take her breath away. Kathy gasped, the pleasure having been replaced by a sharp pain. He grunted and stabbed the full length of his eight-inch cock into her body.
Kathy lay there quietly, feeling as if she were about to die. The girl panted heavily, finding herself staring blankly at the ceiling while her brother moved his cock slowly back and forth. Soon, the electric, sharp pleasurable sensations began to come back, making her cunt muscles snug up against her brother's prick.
"Kathy? You okay?"
"Uhhhhh...I think so. Oh, it hurt me so much," she sniffed, rubbing her nose against Jeff's shoulders.
"Yeah, I know. But now it's gonna be smooth sailing for you. Now you don't have to worry about doing it with other guys."
He was back on her mouth now, kissing her hard while moving his hands down her chest until his fingers were cupping her tits. How he liked her tits, squeezing them, feeling her nipples while giving his cock quick jerky fucking hunches into her cunt.
"Oh nice, oh that's so nice!" she moaned, half-ashamed of herself for sounding like such a nasty, naughty girl. Only bad girls liked sex, her mother had implied over and over again.
"Oh wow, Sis, you're nice and hot and tight and wet down there. The best fuck I've had in a long time," her brother admitted.
"Oh, Jeff
Kathy felt tender and soft and weak. Slowly she started to learn how to move her body, how it felt when she moved it like that. When she arched her back and tilted her cunt-mound, she could feel Jeff's cock gouge against her pussy-walls. He was grunting with pleasure, sliding his fingers down her waist, over her plump ass, squeezing her ass while flicking his tongue hungrily in and out of her sucking wet mouth.
The girl rolled her hips, squirming nicely against his cupping hands. Holding her like that, he fucked deep and hard, twisting his hips so she could feel his cock stirring around deep inside. He was all the way inside her, his balls bumping her clit. She cried out and bit at his lips.
"Aw yeah, Sis, go for it! Fuck it out! Move that ass around."
"Jeff...Jeff . . . "
Kathy quickly discovered that she loved moving her body. It seemed best when she put her feet flat on the mattress, wide apart with her knees bent. She could wiggle and tilt her hips, buck them up from the bed that way. She bit her lip and concentrated on controlling the muscles inside her cunt. She had never thought she could make them contract that way, milking the rigid cock-shaft fucking her hard now. But she could. She tried it again and again.
"How do you do that, Kathy? Man, that's somethin' else!"
"Does it feel good for you?"
"Man, yeah!"
Her brother pulled himself back, his cock nearly all the way from her cunt. She could feel the ridged, spongy tip just inside her ring of muscles. She bore down on him, tightened with all her might. Jeff's face went slack and he closed his eyes. She worked her little ass around and around, making her velvety cunt-walls caress the taut skin over his cock-head. That move got to her brother quickly. He rubbed his chest against her tits and started pumping his cock again.
Kathy felt crushed and helpless as she reached around and touched her brother's humping ass. She heard him suck in air and start to move differently as she petted him there. He was so hard-muscled, so eager in his lovemaking. And now when Jeff was telling her how close he was, how he was going to shoot in her cunt, Kathy felt her pussy heat up.
He started fucking hard, his cock trenching out her swampy hot hole. Kathy knew she couldn't stop him. Her cunt throbbed, the flesh around her clit glowing as more floods of juice pushed out to soothe the friction of his cock against her cunt. Kathy squinched her eyes tight and fucked for all she was worth, her ass bounding off the bed.
"Ahhhh...Kathy!"
He squirmed on top of her, his face white and twisted. She could feel the steady pulsing of his cock-head while his body tried to unload the boiling cum in his balls. Prancing her ass wildly, the ache in her pussy was too much. She had to let him go. Flailing the air with her feet, digging her nails against his broad back, Kathy heard her brother grunt and lunge into her like a maniac. She hadn't realized he could stab her that deep!
And then she felt herself falling over the edge, taking his cock all the way while he fucked down and kept his prick buried in her. They rolled around, nearly falling from the bed as squirts of his cock-juice spattered into her cunt. Ohhh, it was wonderful, so wonderful. Fucking had to be the best thing in the world!
It was so good, so wonderful. And her own brother had opened that world to her!
When they were through, Jeff pulled out slowly, pushing his lingers through her long hair.
"Who was on the phone, anyway?"
"Oh, just some guy. Doesn't matter," Kathy replied, wondering if she would ever have the courage to do something like this with Mr. Jenkins.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ellen looked long and hard at the phone, half sorry she had made that ridiculous phone call to the appliance store. That rude, leering man on the other end of the line didn't seem to believe her when she said her dishwasher still didn't work. It was all she could do to sound dispassionate when she asked for Brian to come over and look at it once more. The man had laughed at her-a dirty laugh. She knew what he was thinking and wished she had hung up then. But he had told her he'd radio him, laughed again, and rung her off. "Oh God . . . "
Things were getting out of hand. At least Jeff seemed to have reached his sister. Kathy was acting far better now. The two of them had gone off to a movie this afternoon, leaving her alone...alone with those dreadful thoughts. She thought again and again of that handsome repairman. It was like something from a dirty movie. But it had happened, and it had made her feel so much like a woman once more! She had to make that call and she did. That was nearly forty minutes ago. Now sitting by the hall staring at the phone, Ellen almost regretted it.
Ellen let out a sharp laugh, startling herself with its bitterness. Perhaps she'd show him the door before he even walked in. She wouldn't answer the bell. Sitting there coldly, she would keep her pride, her self-respect.
Brakes! She could hear the squeal of them outside the house. It was Brian. She knew it! Ellen felt her heart skipping beats as she remembered him naked-big, hairy body topping her so easily, making her do anything he wanted while he stuck his cock in her. Standing shakily, Ellen put one hand to the doorknob as she heard his footsteps grow louder. She didn't have to answer his knock. She didn't have to open the door. She could sit there and . . . "Oh, come in."
"Problems with the washer?" Brian asked, tilting his cap back while putting his tool box on the floor.
"No. That is, I mean...yes."
She hadn't meant for things to come out that way. He was giving her a funny look, his thick lips curling into that smile she both hated and loved. Turning, Ellen started walking toward the kitchen when she felt his fingers grip her elbow gently.
"You didn't call Sal to get me over here on a call...at least, not that kind of service call."
"Now look, Brian. Just because you're here doesn't mean you can take advantage of me."
He let out a long sigh, rolling his eyes to the ceiling.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. You've got a daughter, a son, you can't fuck...all that shit. That's why you called me over...to talk and look at the washer, right?"
Ellen was going to tell him to get going when she felt him pull her toward him, both hands on her arms now. She turned her head away when he tried kissing her. But that didn't stop Brian. He held her tight, his hands working over her body now while he kissed the side of her neck moaning her name.
Ellen felt herself going limp. That hot dampness was starting to glow around the tops of her nipples and her cunt. She was feeling her knees shiver against one another while her ass tensed. What was happening to her?
"Come on. I know the way to the bedroom now," Brian said with a grin.
She was feeling herself leaning heavily against him, her breathing hot and shallow as it had been the first time. But now there was an easiness, a relaxing feeling flowing between them. When they reached the bedroom, Brian started undressing.
"Oh, I don't believe I'm doing this again," she said with a smile.
With some modesty left, Ellen slipped into the bathroom and disrobed, staring at her naked body once before slipping on the blue silky bathrobe. Yes, she could see why men like Brian went after her. Her body was still smooth, firm.
Ellen shivered. The silk gown clung to the curves of her lean body, caressing her tits. It was silly. But she couldn't help but love that feeling. Getting her courage back, she opened the door and padded to the bed. Brian was there flat on his back, his cock half hard while his fingers massaged his cock and balls. She sucked in her pouty lower lip, staring at the thick mat of black hair covering his chest that fanned out around his crotch.
Fumbling with the belt, Ellen opened the robe, letting it slide down from her shoulders. Brian's cock stiffened to full length immediately. She smiled, glad she had that effect on him. The hot dampness of her cunt was growing more and more intense as she slipped onto the bed, wondering what new wonders he would open to her now.
"You're one sexy lady, you know that? I could do crazy things with you, baby," Brian whispered.
She was quivering in heat, eager to have him touch her any way he wanted. She was on her back now, Brian having rolled onto his knees and hunkering between her thighs. Peering between her big tits, Ellen could see his fat cock bobbing up and down against his belly, that piss-slit pointing right at her mouth. She licked her lips. Jack had enjoyed having her suck his cock. Ellen wondered if Brian would like it.
Taking that thick thing in her mouth would give her sure pleasure, she thought.
But he had other things on his mind. He was licking her once more, both hands up to her tits now, kneading the fleshy mounds, pressing against her stiff nipples. She called out the repairman's name again and again, her throat constricting while her belly swelled with passion. She felt excited to feel herself being greased like that with his spit. The tickling, teasing rub of his tongue against her cunt was driving her mad. Ellen started moving her ass against the mattress.
"Oh, it's so gooood!" she panted, parting her thighs and feeling his spit drenching her soaked cunt-lips.
"Man, baby, you like havin' that cunt licked. It's a mighty hot cunt too. Practically burnin' up my fuckin' tongue."
He was tickling her with the tip of his tongue now, dipping it in while keeping her thighs spread wide apart with both hands. She could feel him going in so deep with the thing, then pulling out while his fingers began to crawl maddeningly slowly up to her pussy. Ohhh, to have his fingers searching around in her cunt would be heaven.
Brian grunted, letting his front teeth nip along the puffed outer lips of her cunt. The feeling was devastating. Ellen drummed her legs against the bed. It was hurting her, but hurting in a way that made the woman grind her ass up for more. The tug of fear she had felt initially wasn't enough to make her push the man away. She humped her back for him, demanding more, wanting him to eat her harder. His fingers were brushing up against her clit now while his other hand was working down into her sweaty, spitty ass-crack.
It was heaven! The woman let out a howl, feeling so vulnerable and yet so powerful. She dug her heels against the repairman's muscled thighs. Oh my God, and she had nearly turned this away!
"Ohhhh, fuck me, fuck me good!"
"Want my cock in you?"
"Oh, dick me! Dick me!"
"You're gonna wet it first...get it good and sloppy so I'll be able to stick it in you real nice and hard," Brian said.
He was kneeling between her tits now, his cock waving in front of her mouth. She knew what he wanted. She could smell his crotch, the odor triggering her into high heat. How her cunt ached, wanting to feel his prick slipping between her bloated, hairy cunt-lips. But he wanted her lips around his cock. She wet her lips and lifted her head from the pillow.
"Hard, baby. I wanna feel that mouth suckin' me real hard...uhhhh, yeah, like that!"
It was all Ellen could do to keep from cumming without even touching herself. The touch of his smooth cock-skin against her pouty lower lip sent rills of pleasure coursing through her body. Brian shivered, rubbing one hand around his stiff nipples while he placed the other hand behind her head and tried pushing her forward onto his cock. Ellen resisted for the moment, drinking in the pleasure of having his cock-head rubbing up over her lips, coating them with the thick slime of his jizz.
Slowly she parted her lips, flicking her tongue against the piss-slit while raising her right hand and cupping his low-hanging balls gently. Brian liked that. She could hear his breath catching while his body rocked forward. Slowly, she began wriggling her tongue back and forth, digging the pointy tip into his piss-slit, drawing out more jizz, swallowing the salty-tasting stuff until her mouth and throat were coated with it. A man's cum! There was nothing in the world that could compare with its taste!
Ellen opened her mouth a little wider now, feeling the satiny thin flesh of his cock-head sliding over the top of her tongue, pushing out her cheeks until they were puffy while she kept on fingering his leathery balls. Brian's fingers were tightening now around her skull, fanned out on either side of her head while he drew back for a second, then pushed forward. He wriggled his hips, poking his cock-head first against her right cheek, then her left. He was thrusting back and forth, rubbing his sensitive cock over her teeth, then shoving forward until Ellen could feel the fat thing slipping over her tonsils!
Ohhh, how good it was as more pre-cum oozed from his cock, making her swallow again and again. Brian was humming softly, pressing his fingers hard against her skull while poking his prick deep into her. He pulled out again, looking at his cock-head resting on her lower lip. She wriggled her tongue once more over the piss-slit while rolling his balls in her hand. Then Brian muttered something about throating her, his hands gripping her skull tightly.
In one moment, he shot his cock forward, the head banging against the back of her throat, then slipping down all the way. He held her fast against his groin, her nose flattening against his crotch. Ellen could feel the wiry hairs prickling her nostrils while she coughed and gagged, hardly able to draw one breath. Brian was moaning, his head thrown back, his eyes closed, his lips working against one another as if he were going to say something.
Panicking, Ellen pressed her palms flat against his hips, trying to push away, trying to get a breath of air. Her face was red and burning while her lungs felt as if they would burst! Finally, reluctantly, Brian released his grip, pulling his cock out slowly, patting her on the cheek gently with his hands. Ellen sighed with relief, feeling the world come back to her.
"Man, baby, makin' you suck my cock's gonna make me cum right in your mouth. I don't want that kinda thing to happen...at least right now. We're havin' too much fuckin' fun, right?"
Ellen nodded her head up and down, hardly able to speak with the joy exploding in her. He drew back, sitting lightly on her chest while pushing her tits in, rolling them until the nipples were touching his cock. Brian moved his prick back and forth, frictioning her tit tips with his rod until he had Ellen hunching and writhing under him.
The woman thought she would go insane with the pleasure! Feeling this man's cock sliding back and forth over her throbbing nipples sent rills of pleasure exploding from her tits down to her cunt. She felt her clit quivering with excitement while Brian continued riding her this way. Arching her spine, Ellen beat her head against the pillow several times while begging the big stud to fuck her.
"Man, oh man, you're so fuckin' hot you're gonna burn up my cock when I finally stick it in you."
"Fuck me, fuck...ohhhh, what are you doing to me?"
Brian slid off, gripping Ellen by the thighs and rolling her onto her belly. She was helpless, a slave to him, doing whatever he wanted as he bent down and drew his tongue down, down the small bumps of her spine. Ellen let out a small groan, clenching and unclenching her fists, finally digging them into the pillow. And when she felt his tongue sliding down into her ass-crack, the woman let out another groan, jerking her ass up into his face.
She could feel his tongue curling up into her asshole, pressing up against the pretty pink flesh. Her mouth opened in shock while another delicious round of spasms made her hot cunt wink shut. Was he going to fuck her in the ass?
"Ohhhh, baby, gonna fuck you doggie style. Ain't done that for some time now."
"Doggie...oh Brian, Brian . . . "
She could feel his cock now. Her ass was prancing for it, begging for his meat. Ellen was half-kneeling down on the bed, while Brian hooked his fingers around her hipbones. In a moment he shoved forward, tucking under and up. It was a powerful fuck-thrust, one that knocked her knees off the bed for a moment.
"Ahhhh...uhhh!"
Ellen was sure she would have fallen forward if it hadn't been for the repairman's grip. She could feel it, feel the fat head push past her tense, eager outer labia, then finally tunnel into her all the way. She gasped with delight, tossing her head back and forth while her hair splashed against her reddened cheeks. Her tits slapped wetly against one another while her knees spread farther apart, making room for this fat cock fucking deep into her body. Ohhh, God, his cock was inside her, deep inside her!
"Man, Ellen, you're one helluva fuck. Christ!
This is better than the last time."
"Really?"
Oh, she was glad she was pleasing him. It had been so long, so very, very long since she had pleased a man. Ellen was glad she hadn't lost her touch. Backing up into her lover, jerking her ass up and down, she swallowed up all of his cock in her pussy.
"Ohhhh, Brian, when you pull it back like that . . . real slow...oh God, I'm dying! I know I'm dying!"
Long strips of drool leaked from the corners of her lips. Then Ellen let her arms collapse, resting on one cheek against the pillow while she kept her ass still high and prancing. Brian dug his fingers into her hips and fucked deep again, slapping her buttocks until they reddened under the playful taps. The heat in her ass, the fucking sensation, everything added to the delight scorching her clit.
Brian had her firmly in his grip, hooking his fingers tightly around her while riding her down into the bed. She felt his balls slapping against her while fiery explosions began deep in her belly and began spreading to all parts of her body.
She was going to cum! God in heaven, she was going to climax with this man deep inside her! Ellen opened her mouth and shouted the word as the fiery explosions drew near her clit, making the tiny sliver shrink back at the heat.
He was fucking down faster and harder, sweat dripping from his chest and neck and splattering down onto her jiggling ass. Everything was whirling together, smashing and coming apart only to merge once more as his prick probed deep against her. Then Brian shouted something, his body collapsing on top of hers, his fingers clutching for her tits. When she felt his nails digging into her nipples, she could also feel something very hot and wet spattering in her cunt. She knew at that point he was pumping his load into her, dumping his load of spunk in her pussy. It pushed Ellen over the edge.
She thrashed and bit and kicked at anything in her way. The weight of Brian's body kept her on the bed, holding her in one place while she came and came and came.
When it was over, Ellen found herself prone on the bed, her cunt-lips smeared with his jizz, her mind completely blown away with what had happened to her.
"Gonna call up again in case your...dishwasher goes out?"
He was lying next to her, stroking her ass, kissing her between her shoulder blades.
"Oh, give me your number at home. I want you all the time."
"Greedy little thing," he said, kissing her shoulders again.
Yes she was, and she would keep wanting more as long as Brian made love to her.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Now, then, Kathy, your lab books look much better. It seems our...uh, sessions, have been helping you out more than you know."
Kathy couldn't look Mr. Jenkins in the eye. She remembered that last tutorial. And then there was that business over the phone. Jeff had taken care of that one, initiating her into the world of fucking while she'd been stoked burning hot by Mr. Jenkins' words.
There were still one or two kids in the class gathering up their notebooks, giving one another knowing glances and looking back again at Kathy and Mr. Jenkins. It seemed as if the whole school was talking about them.
"That'll be all," he said, noticing some of the others were purposely taking their time. "Not you, Kathy. We've still got some lessons to review."
Kathy heard the giggling behind her and wished she could fall through the floor. He hadn't said anything to her lately about the phone call. He hadn't even really looked at her during the past few days during classes. The teen felt her cunt wink shut while a trickle of pussy-juice tickled maddeningly through her cunt-hairs. She wouldn't let him touch her again. He would know someone had gotten to her. And Kathy was loath to tell who.
"Now, then, why don't we start where you left off. You hung up on me."
His voice changed suddenly after the last student left the classroom. Kathy's fingers tightened around her lab notebook.
"My...my m-mother was coming up the stairs. I could hear her," Kathy stammered, not daring to look him in the face. "I...don't want phone calls like that any more. It's not nice."
Mr. Jenkins laughed softly, putting one hand around her neck and massaging the tense, small muscles there. Against her will, Kathy found herself pushing shamelessly back against him. No. She couldn't let this happen again.
"No! I don't want this any more," she said, gathering up her books and starting to leave.
Mr. Jenkins stepped in front of her, his legs wide apart. Kathy's eyes flashed down. She could see that hefty roll of cock-meat cradled in his trousers, growing hard. Kathy knew what he wanted. It would be another trip to the back room, another biology lesson on the cot. Only this time Mr. Jenkins would know someone had taken her cherry since they'd last...been together.
"You do want to pass, don't you, Kathy?"
"That's not fair! Besides, you could get into trouble threatening me with things like that."
Mr. Jenkins shrugged, opening his hands toward her.
"Maybe, if you talked. But you liked me eating your pussy, didn't you? You liked having a tongue up there licking all the hot, sensitive spots while I squeezed your ass, right?"
He was right. She had enjoyed what he'd done to her. She thought about it now and felt her nipples poking up against her blouse.
"I thought so. Well, it's time we try it again. I know you'll enjoy it even more."
"I...I don't know...I . . . "
Thank goodness there weren't any windows in the door. No one could see what was happening, how Mr. Jenkins was taking the books from her hands and laying them down on the table, then moving up to her. He was pressing up against her body, kissing her hair, then moving down while she tilted her chin up and begged for his mouth.
"Yes, I thought so, wanting more and more. You're going to be my prize pupil when I get through with you, Kathy. My prize pupil."
Couldn't she say no to this man who was pushing her back now, bumping her knees with his until she backed into that small awful room? His hands were back all over her again, pulling at her blouse, tugging at her skirt while his tongue lashed back and forth in her mouth. Kathy's pussy warmed, simmering even hotter than before.
She rose on tiptoe, inviting the teacher to touch her, to do more to her. Mr. Jenkins complied, pulling off her blouse, tugging down her skirt, pushing down her panties until they twisted around her ankles. He had pushed all her right buttons. Jeff had made her less afraid of going all the way with a man. Surprised and pleased at her eagerness now, Mr. Jenkins slipped one hand down into the opened readiness of her juicing cunt. The sliding, rolling fingertips moved from the top of her cunt-mound to the wet, slippery zone around her lower portions.
It was almost like a revelation. Kathy felt her mind return to her body, feeling her thoughts and feelings centering in the itchy, achey eagerness between her thighs. She loved it, loved the sensation she now felt, the long thick ridge of his cock grinding invitingly against her. She could feel the ridge around his cock-head pressing into her flesh.
Now the hands on her cunt moved, squeezing her cunt-lips together, rubbing the soft, slick inner folds against her clit. Kathy let out a long, soft moaning. Mr. Jenkins fumbled with his fly, unzipping it quickly. He was lowering her to the cot, squirming out of his trousers after having pulled off his shirt. Yes, yes, there it was, that fat cock she'd seen earlier. Only this time she would be able to take it. Her brother Jeff had fucked her, readying her for a man like Mr. Jenkins.
"Beautiful, Kathy, beautiful. You're going to enjoy this a lot."
He was resting on her now, moving his cock back and forth over her belly. How hard and hot and stiff that thing was against her white, soft flesh! It felt as if he had pressed an iron against her skin. And yet how inviting it was! Kathy slid her right hand around his thick neck, loving the feel of his chest against her stiffened nipples. Somewhere through the door she could hear the bell ringing for class. She would be late for study hall. But Kathy didn't care. Mr. Jenkins would take care of that, just the way he was taking care of her hot little cunt right now.
"Ohhh, Mr. Jenkins...I...I don't know why I'm doing this," Kathy panted, feeling weak and dizzy as she lay there on the cot.
"Sure you do. But if that's your game, I'll play it," he said, breathing hard against her.
Kathy blushed bui said nothing. She knew her cunt needed a hard, ramming cock. Her brother had introduced her to fucking. Kathy was determined to get it, to take whatever Mr. Jenkins threw at her. All that mattered now was the cock-head rubbing an exciting life into her pussy. She could feel the hot, thick juices bubbling from her cunt, flooding the wide flare of his cock-head. He was reaching down, rubbing his fingers over her pussy, making her cunt so hot it winked several times, then shut on nothing. Every movement of her sphincter coaxed more juice from her cunt.
"Man, Kathy, that's real nice, real wet and nice. I think you're hotter now than you were before when I ate out your cunt."
His words burned through her mind as she felt his cock pushing against the top of her cunt-mound. His fingers tightened around her narrow shoulders while he fucked up and down, up and down. The incredible thickness and length of his cock frightened the teen. She'd been fucked only once. Would something this big and hard hurt her? The thought made Kathy tremble. Then she felt the knob of his cock press right over her clit.
The girl sighed, feeling the electric charge seeping from her hot little button to the rest of her cunt. She rocked her hips from side to side, her buttocks tensing, clenching against one another. She felt his cock-head bumping against one cunt-lip, then the other. The tiny pebble of her clit rolled under that pressure, sending more flashes of chilly heat to her brain and cunt. Kathy grabbed at the teacher's handsome face, pulling his head against her throat.
Kathy stiffened with embarrassment, feeling one skinny digit piercing her cunt and squirming its way through the hot, winking hole. He stopped, poking down a little farther, then scraping her velvety walls with the jagged nail. Mr. Jenkins smiled down at her, brushing his knuckles against her clit and watching the girl shiver as if someone had struck her from behind.
"No cherry. And you had one the other day. I think you're a lot more hot and curious than you like to admit, Kathy."
Kathy lowered her eyes, unable to stare him in the face. She wouldn't ever tell him who had fucked her. That was her business. But now he knew. Now she could relax about that little revelation and concentrate on what had brought her here in the first place. With a little groan, Kathy rocked her hips forward, sliding the greasy crack of her cunt over his cock-head.
She squirmed, trying to slide onto the thick tower of prick. But Mr. Jenkins purposely kept away some distance, watching her rut in front of him as she let out lusty little grunts. His fingers were back to her tits, pinching her nipples, rolling the hard nubs until he had the teen begging for more. She was crying for a cock, her teeth set against one another while a pulse leapt through her throat.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me!" Kathy begged, rocking her hips back and forth.
"First you wanted to run away. Now you can't keep your legs on the floor. That's quite a change, Kathy," he said with a grin.
"I don't care. Fuck me, fuck . . . "
A low moan seeped from her throat. Kathy needed that cock deep in her. She thought of her brother, of the hot way his cock felt as it plowed through her soppy cunt. Yes, yes, she had to have that same feeling. Again Kathy jerked her body forward, feeling his cock-head sliding over her hot cunt. Mr. Jenkins became more interested in her cunt-hole now, centering his prick-head over it. Kathy sighed, feeling her nipples scratching over his hairy chest. With a low moan, Kathy felt his cock-head finally spreading her pussy-lips and start its penetration.
Penetration! The word sent more and more shivers racing up and down her spine as she thought about it. The girl flattened her ass against the cot and lay there quietly, her nostrils flaring as she stared past Mr. Jenkins and concentrated on the hot, hard feeling engulfing her cunt. Kathy had the steamy, belly-filling tension start up in her crotch. She moved her thighs from side to side again, pressing her cunt onto his fat cock.
Mr. Jenkins liked her, liked her a lot! Kathy could tell from the way he was fucking her-nice and slow, pulling out at times, then pushing back in until even more fat inches of his cock were slipped into her. The big man on top of her grunted, shoving forward again and up. With a greasy, slippery slide, his cock-head popped past the tense ring of her cunt-mouth and started fucking all the way down.
Kathy rolled her eyes up, feeling herself melt into a buttery mass. But the amazing size of his cock promised yet more pleasure. She pulled his head close to her face and welded her mouth to his. It was a daring thing to do, but Kathy felt free and alive. She wanted to try everything with Mr. Jenkins, and she felt the biology teacher was more than up to it.
"You're something else, Kathy. I don't think I've ever fucked a girl like you," he said in a whisper, feeling her cunt milking his prick softly as he fucked rapidly in and out of her cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Jenkins. I don't know what I'm doing. I need someone like you...uhhh...like you to teach me," she confessed.
Mr. Jenkins smiled, angling his body so his cock rubbed continuously against her clit. Kathy shuddered, her body going into a fit while her arms tightened around his hard-muscled body.
"You don't have to worry about that. I'll teach you so well that you'll please any man when you finally grow all the way up."
"Ohhhh!"
His promise of more to come sent Kathy off into another world of delight. She felt his lips pressing against hers now. With a sigh, she flicked her tongue into his mouth, probing deep enough while feeling his cock swelling in her cunt. She rested on his cock now, feeling the knob just past the most sensitive part of her cunt. The ridge was irritating the nerves inside. Kathy contracted her cunt-muscle, milking lightly at him without moving her hips. He groaned into her spit-slick ass.
Oh, it was so good, so very good. Kathy's tongue writhed against her teacher's like a snake, fencing and battling to communicate her needs. She sucked hard, drawing his lips into her mouth. She speared the tip of her tongue into the soft, slippery tissue under his tongue. The rising heat in her cunt made her start to move again. Kathy just couldn't keep still, not with something that big and hot and hard in her. When she arched her spine, Mr. Jenkins pulled his cock out until the ridge around the lobes tugged at her tense little cunt muscle. How Kathy liked that! She shivered and groaned, raking her fingernails over the teacher's back while drumming her legs against the cot.
"Oh man, oh man, you dig havin' that done to you, don't you? You like getting fucked almost as much as you like having my tongue up your pussy, right, Kathy?"
"Oooooh, more, more!"
"No, I think you like both," he said after regaining his breath. "But this is fantastic. I'm gonna fuck that little cunt of yours more than once this year, and you're gonna thank me for it."
"Oh, yes, yes, yes!"
Kathy forgot about her brother, about her family, about everything in the world except this wonderful teacher and what he was doing to her. She swiveled her ass around, pressing her belly against his, feeling as if the world were going to explode any second. It was nearly the same feeling she had had with her brother when he'd pushed her down and stuck his cock in her. And now there were those familiar joy flashes sparking from her clit, rising past the wonderful fullness in her hole.
Kathy felt the long bar of cock reaching deeper, pressing her intestines aside. She moaned loudly now, the need for air forcing her to pull her mouth away from his. The big man somehow managed to slip his hands on her buttocks, sliding his fingers under her ass and making them crawl over to her sweaty ass-crack. Kathy liked that, loved the forbidden feeling of a man's hot fingers pressing into her ass. She rolled her hips around, feeling his cock probe into her farther.
Oh yes, yes, she could hear herself sobbing, the roaring of her pulse about the only other thing that caught her attention. She ground her clit against Mr. Jenkins now, loving the sensation of itchy stretching in her cunt while the steady beat of his cock-head nudging her womb drove her wild.
Every bump of his meat sent the feeling higher and higher. She dripped sweat, her body sliding slickly against the big teacher fucking her.
"Gonna cum, Kathy. Gonna shoot in you. Man, oh man, gonna fill you up with my jizz," he whispered in one ear, biting her lobe gently.
The teen rolled her body more frenziedly against the cot, her heels rubbing against the teacher's calves. It would be good, so very good feeling his meat shooting that hot white stuff in her cunt-hole. She could tell he was growing more and more excited now as he dug his fingernails into her ass-cheeks. Twice they strayed up to her asshole. And now one was poking against the wrinkled pink flesh, demanding entry. Kathy rolled her ass back a little farther, encouraging her teacher to do more.
"You want this up your ass, huh?"
Before she could answer, Mr. Jenkins slipped one digit into her shitter up to the second joint, wriggling it around while fucking down hard with his cock. The feeling of being pierced at both ends made the young teen babble with excitement. She snapped her head from side to side, strands of blonde hair clinging to her sweat-dampened cheeks. She hunched up against his cock, then shot her ass down and impaled her asshole on his wriggling finger. Up and down, up and down, fucking herself at both ends until Kathy wasn't sure which end was up!
Again the teen cried out, rolling her thighs while Mr. Jenkins topped her. She was tossing her hips wildly now, begging for release. She could feel the tension swelling more and more until she thought she couldn't stand it any longer. Fucking. Fucking. That's all there was in the world worth living for!
A deep, sobbing breath made her cunt feel even fuller when the pistoning cock rammed home. Her cunt-mouth hurt from the friction. The loss of sweat and her thirst made her cunt-juice start to dry. An angry fire started at the mouth of her hole. But the gathering rush in her veins was too strong to stop. Kathy's whole belly seemed to bulge with cock, swelling up. She grunted, ramming her cunt down onto the rock-hard bar of prick.
Kathy couldn't help herself. She exploded, her mind blasting into millions of pieces while the hard, heavy jolt of his cum blasted against her pussy. She struggled and wept, her flailing fists striking the teacher as waves ripped through her cunt. Kathy felt herself become all cunt-wet and hot and clenching in every cell of her body. Yammering, twisting, she gave into the dreadful, wonderful feeling of climax while Mr. Jenkins held her down and filled her pussy with his jizz.
When it was all over, he pulled out gently, stroking her cheeks with his hands and kissing her lightly on the chin.
"My reluctant virgin isn't so reluctant any longer, is she?"
Kathy looked up at him, swallowing hard. No, she wasn't. And God only knows what more she would do.
CHAPTER SIX
Ellen looked at the official letter from Mr. Jenkins. Kathy was still doing poorly in class, although she was passing. Ellen had taken the liberty of calling him and asking him over. She wanted to speak with this man who was the only one failing her daughter. She had to talk with him, to find out if there was anything she could do to help improve Kathy's study habits.
It was nearly five now. Jeff was out with some friends while Kathy was at the school library, desperately working on some extra project for Mr. Jenkins. She sighed, remembering her own science teacher and gearing herself up for the boring lecture. She thought of Brian and licked her lips, glancing up at the clock and regretting having invited Mr. Jenkins over now. Her pussy was growing very warm and moist now while her thighs tightened.
There was no need to be feeling something like this. She wasn't about to go to bed with Kathy's biology teacher. The thought made her laugh. Men! How they made her feel, she thought, her tits seeming to grow in her bra. Her tits were hot and sticky while that tingling sensation between her legs was growing worse. She would dismiss the biology teacher after some time and go upstairs and finger herself off.
There he was! She could hear his heavy footsteps against the stoop.
"Oh!"
"Uh, Mrs. Lord?"
"Well, yes. You're . . . "
"Al Jenkins. Kathy's teacher," he said after some pause.
Ellen blushed. She had expected someone near the grave. Instead she found someone looking as if they'd just walked in from the weight training room! And handsome too! She blinked her eyes clear, lowering them and backing into the living room. Good lord! She had to stop thinking this way. There was a difference between being sexually active and becoming a slut!
"Won't you come in, Mr. Jenkins. I'm sorry I'm a little confused, but I can't understand why Kathy is doing so poorly in your class. She's excellent in all the others," Ellen said, realizing that she was safe if she kept the topic to her daughter.
Al Jenkins walked in, looking about the house and smiling, then taking the chair offered by Ellen.
"I don't know. Some children have an aversion to science the way others do to English," he said, sitting on the edge of the chair and folding his fingers together carelessly.
Ellen felt uncomfortable as she eyed the big man in front of her nervously. Now Ellen was sorry she'd chosen this rather dowdy housedress, although perhaps it was best. She wouldn't want him to think she would fuck him just to keep her daughter from falling.
"Can I get you some coffee?"
"No, thanks. Now, I've brought over some more study books. They're especially designed to help students who are having difficulty with various sections of my course," he said, pulling out three large blue notebooks from his briefcase.
Ellen looked at the notebooks, handling them, then setting them to one side on the coffee table. She felt ill-at-ease, realizing he was staring at her.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Wrong? No. I'm just amazed that you look far too young to be Kathy's mother. I mean, you could be her older sister. Oh, I'm sorry. I've offended you."
Ellen blushed, feeling her cunt wink shut while her nipples poked teasingly against her bra. She wished she had worn something more revealing, something tighter that would have shown off her slender, firm body.
"No, no, that's fine. I've heard that before."
"It's in the genes. I know, I've studied those things," he said, his lips curling into a smile.
Ellen shivered, rubbing her fingers against one another. The conversation was turning away from school into something else. Al Jenkins was still staring at her. He didn't act as if he wanted to leave. The moment had passed the bounds of simple propriety. They had looked too long at one another. Ellen knew that every passing second made their little tableau heavier with tension. She was afraid that her face was showing her thoughts, her lust. For a moment she thought it mattered little if this man was her daughter's teacher or just a man. Perhaps it would be good if she fucked with other men, even if one of them happened to be Kathy's biology teacher.
"I'll tell Kathy you stopped by," Ellen said a little breathlessly.
"Yes, do that. I'm sure she'll be a little concerned, but tell her it's all in her own interest."
"Well, I'm sure it is. Kathy's very special to me."
"As she is to me...and as is her mother to me as well."
He didn't have to add that last bit. Ellen stiffened a little, fearing she'd gone perhaps too far. She would end the little game here and now and send the teacher on his way. She would perhaps have a quick drink then go upstairs and think about him and Brian. Looking up, she saw his nostrils flaring. Oh God, had he smelled her hot cunt? Ellen felt she couldn't get her breath. She put one hand to her tit and closed her eyes, feeling a little faint. "You okay?"
"Yes, yes, fine. Well, thank you for stopping by, Mr. Jenkins."
"Al, remember?"
"Yes, of course, Al. I'll give Kathy these and see if they help her. You've been kind to stop by," Ellen said, using every ounce of her willpower to rise from the couch.
Al stood up as well, starting for the door. He paused for a moment, turning around and nearly banging into her. Ellen put both hands against his shoulder for support, starting to laugh lightly at their collision. Her laughter stopped abruptly when she saw he was drawing close to her. Her eyes were blinking rapidly while her heart skipped a beat. No. Things were starting to get out of hand.
"You're very attractive, Ellen. Very attractive, if I say so myself. And I'm a good judge of women."
She was sure he was. Someone handsome as he was certainly wouldn't have any problem getting women into his bed. Ellen started to back away. But then she felt his hands tightening around her, holding her. Against her will, she felt one of her hands fluttering up to curve behind his neck. She wanted to hold him harder against her. She could feel his tongue, his teeth against the side of her throat.
"No, this simply isn't right. You're Kathy's teacher. I'm not supposed to be doing things like this with you," she whispered.
"I promise I won't tell if you don't."
"No, please, this can't be happening. I just can't be," Ellen protested.
But she knew it was. His fingers were moving deftly all over her body, each touch bringing more electric sensations racing from her cunt. He was opening her dress now, unzipping it from the back and letting it fall to the ground. Ellen leaned heavily against him, feeling his fingers unsnapping the buckle of her bra. She raised one hand to hold the halter against her tits. But then Al brought his lips against hers, tonguing her throat while gently pulling down the bra until her tits swung free.
"Man, oh man, nice...nice . . . "
Al lowered his mouth, his tongue gingerly wetting one dark areola. He was gently licking the turgid nub of flesh between his teeth, moving Ellen around until she was sitting once again on the sofa. Only this time she was naked, having stepped from the puddle of material that once had been her dress.
"No, no, this isn't going to work out. Please, go, please leave my home!"
But Ellen didn't mean it. Al knew it as he toyed with her, caressed her, licking her nipples. She was trembling now, her ass squirming on the sofa, her thighs spreading for his touch. When his right index finger squirmed into her pussy, she groaned loudly, kissing hungrily at his mouth. She could tell Al was surprised. He kissed back hard, his finger traveling down farther into her pussy as she tightened her cunt-lips around his touch, clamping one of her hands over his to push it in deeper into her body.
"Uhhhhh, fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me!" she whispered.
My God! What kind of woman was she becoming? This was Kathy's teacher. And she was seducing him, practically flaunting her hot cunt in front of him and begging this man to fuck her. What if her daughter walked in and found them this way, arm-in-arm, his fingers up her cunt, his mouth on her nipples?
"Show me where your bedroom is."
"I can't walk. I know, I just can't."
Al laughed softly at her, picking her up easily from the sofa. Ellen clung to him like a whimpering kitten, her hands locked behind his neck. She directed him, feeling herself drop into a daze of delight. She was on her back on the bed in another moment, barely aware of how she'd gotten there. Ellen could feel the cool, smooth feel of the sheet against her naked ass and sighed happily. She had been thinking about fucking all day, about having Brian come over and take her as he'd taken her before. And now this was happening, this complete stranger standing there taking off his clothes, looking at her as if she were some goddess.
Ellen had glimpses of his movements now. His shoulders became bare. He was so strong-looking, his chest so hairy. And yet his hips were narrow, well-defined. And his cock. When Al took off his pants and his cock swung out, Ellen shivered. Yes, yes, she had to have something that big, that strong-looking rushing into her cunt.
She heard his boots kicked under the bed as he came up to her.
"I'm thirty-seven. I look nice for thirty-seven, don't I?"
Her voice sounded wrong. But she had to know. He was with young girls all day. How would she measure up?
"You look fantastic."
Ellen dropped her eyes. She could see him in the glow from the bathroom light.
"You won't tell anyone you were here. I mean, that you took Kathy's mother to bed. It would kill her...and me too."
"Don't be crazy."
"Ohhhhh, what are you doing to me?"
Ellen let herself be rolled over onto her stomach, and then pulled up by the hips until she was on her knees, her face against the pillow. She didn't have the strength to push herself up on her hands.
Al knelt behind her, working his fingers along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her cunt-lips now so he could work a finger deep into her pussy. That finger explored the tender, winking walls of her cunt, making them hotter than before. Ellen thought about the times Brian had done that with his fingers, then with his tongue. Oh, it was all melting together, Al and Brian, all one big fuck that made her ass roll lovingly up and down against the big man's face.
"Uhhhhh.. . . "
Ellen was ready for him. Her cunt was flooding juice, burning down there while her tits ached for another touch. As if he could read her mind, Al reached under her belly, stroked her navel, and finally pinched one big nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She growled and bobbed her ass back and forth. She loved the way the weight of her ass pulled at her cunt each time she moved her body.
"Fuck me, Al. Oh please, fuck me, fuck . . . "
Somehow she turned around and saw him, saw him holding onto her while he was aiming that fat, double-lobed cock-head right at her cunt-hole. He was hunkered low behind her, his knees spread wide apart for power. He was going to fuck her without mercy. She hoped Al would show her no mercy. He was leaning up against her now, pushing that fat cock against her cunt, his knees braced against her legs. With one slap, he brought her ass up and fucked down deep, nearly knocking all the wind from her lungs.
"Ohhhhhhh, damn, damn!"
Ellen thought she would come unglued. It was marvelous, wonderful feeling that fat thing tunneling through her pussy, stretching her while his arms slipped around her body and held her. He was fucking her, poling his meat through her cunt and making her feel wonderful. Ellen clutched at the pillows, bobbing and weaving her ass from side to side while juice squirted from her hole and ran down the insides of her white, shivering thighs.
"Oh more, more, fuck me, fuck me more!"
"Hot bitch. You're one fuckin'...uhhhh...one fuckin' hot bitch!" Al groaned.
Ellen liked to hear that. She was glad she was driving him crazy with her cunt. He was climbing over her, his hands grabbing at her ass, her thighs, while his cock slipped in and out of her convulsing hole. Then with one powerful lunge, Al shoved all his prick into her, draping his body on top of hers. He didn't move, just letting his cock pulse inside her. At the same time, he was searching around her ass, finally finding her asshole and sticking one finger up it.
Ellen bucked, snapping her head up from the pillow and letting out a gasp. He was fucking her with his finger, sliding in yet another digit when she had become used to the first one. He was twisting the two around in her shitter, reaming her out.
Slowly, gently, Al pulled his prick from her cunt. Ellen sighed, feeling the itchy sensation of her cunt-walls shrinking back while her ass tightened on those digits. In a moment, Al was all the way out, rubbing his cock up against her ass. And then...and then Al pushed her forward, his hands bracing up against her ass-cheeks while rolling them apart. She could feel something very hot and hard pressing up against her asshole. And then...and then there was painful pressure, the pressure of his cock-head trying to slip into her shitter.
Ellen squawked, her hands shooting out from either side of her body while her legs jerked. She started to cry out in protest. But then she felt his prick-head ramming down into her asshole, her shitter lips caressed by soothing fingers. He was fucking her in the ass! God in heaven, he was drilling his prick into her shitter! It was like having a huge rock jammed into her bowels, the pain radiating out from her asshole to the curves of her ass-cheeks.
Just when Ellen thought she would faint from the pain, she felt Al's fingers start to caress her cunt once more. He stopped his ass-fucking for a while, leaving his prick three inches into her shitter while he continued caressing her clit. In another moment, Ellen felt her asshole relax while her cunt fired up once more.
"Baby, hot ass, hot cunt. Ohhh, yeahhh!"
He was pushing in deeper, twisting his hips around, screwing his cock into the woman's ass while poking his fingers in and out of her cunt. It was almost more than Ellen could stand. She threw her head back, jerking her ass up and down, feeling his prick push all the way in and split her in two only to pull back. Both holes were on fire now, pleasure licking up and down her ridged thighs.
Ellen dragged herself up from the bed, staring wide-eyed at the wall in front of her as she felt Al's cock jumping and twitching around in her bowels. Then the woman felt the hot squirting of cum, the spattering of his jizz shooting into her asshole and slicking it down with the slime while her cunt winked down on the prodding fingers.
Fucked at both ends! The woman burned at the thought of it, bobbing her ass, crying out while more and more cum spilled into her asshole.
"Oh, God, God, God . . . "
When it was over, Ellen collapsed to the bed, trying to catch her breath. Having him fuck her that way was too much! She felt his prick slowly slipping from her asshole while his fingers still caressed her pussy. It was beautiful, the best feeling she had ever felt. Now, all she needed was having two men fucking her at the same time. The thought rattled around her mind and made her smile. "Al . . . "
"Don't worry. No one's gonna find out about us. Not now, not ever."
CHAPTER SEVEN
"I'm sure I don't know why my mother called you. There's nothing wrong with the washer," Kathy said.
Brian was standing in the living room, his cap tilted rakishly back, his eyes taking in the slim figure of the young teen in front of him. Kathy felt a little cold from the opened door and rubbed her slender fingers around and over her upper arms.
"Oh, sorry. Getting cloudy out there. Well, your mother said to come over," he announced, lying through his teeth.
"Well...I guess it's okay."
Kathy was sorry she'd let on her mother wasn't home. She had been told time and time again to pretend someone would be around if she needed him. Well, her brother Jeff would be coming home shortly. Her mother would be out for a while, something rather mysterious about seeing a movie-alone? Kathy wondered about that as the repairman passed by her and into the kitchen. Her mother dating on the sly? The thought was somehow a little unsettling.
"Can you help me, here...uhh . . . "
"Kathy."
"Kathy. Just hand me that socket wrench over here," he said, pulling down the door and peering into the blackness of the machine.
Kathy studied the rows of instruments, aware of the way her shorts were pressing against her cunt. It was odd the way doing things with her brother and Mr. Jenkins was making her very aware of her pussy and of guys in general. She brushed her fingers over the tools, finding one that looked about right and handing it to the repairman. Just for a second his hand brushed hers, making her shiver all over.
Kathy had to smile, quickly covering her amused pleasure as she wondered what was happening to her. She was acting so...so open, so fast! But things were happening to her so quickly. He was banging around in there, hardly doing anything, she thought. What did she know about mechanical things? She could barely pass biology.
"Yeah, just a little plugged here," he said in a strained voice, kicking one leg out and nearly hitting her.
Kathy bent down, feeling the shorts snug up into her ass-crack. She felt tingly and excited all over, her chest tightening as she thought about her and this strange man all alone together.
"Just a few seconds more . . . "
Her body was experiencing so much lately, so much in such a little time. She wasn't really sure how to think about those tickly, weird sensations that drove both her and men wild. Kathy laughed. Sex wasn't all that sensible, she thought to herself, backing away as the repairman slid out from under the washer. He was hardly dirty. Kathy wondered if he'd done anything at all.
"There. Nothing much. Your mom doesn't have much to worry about."
He was studying her, his eyes moving rapidly up and down her body, taking it all in. She knew that look. She'd seen it enough in Mr. Jenkins' eyes as well as in her brother's. She sucked in a deep breath, feeling how her nipples poked up against the tight-fitting jersey.
"I've done just about all there's to do around here...I guess."
That was an opening. She knew it even though she hadn't been around that long. Kathy Smiled, holding her breath, feeling her heart beating rapidly. Brian scooted up from the floor, pushing his fingers through his thick black hair, still holding the socket wrench. Kathy knew she should say something, but couldn't find the words.
"I...could make some coffee, or something."
"I think I like the 'or something' a little better."
Kathy's heart pounded. Good God. She was acting like a dumb kid. But then Brian put down the wrench on the sink, stopping for a moment, then turning to her and slipping one hand around her neck.
"You're a pretty young girl. You know that, Kathy? You're far too pretty to be home alone like this, alone with a guy like me."
"I...can take care of myself," she said a little unsteadily.
"I'll bet you can. Can you take care of me as well, Kathy?"
She could back away now. She could walk from this big hunk and save herself. But Kathy stood there, rooted to the spot. She didn't want to move, didn't want to walk away from him.
"I don't know what'll happen if your mother walks in right now. We'd probably be in hot water."
There was something familiar in the way he spoke of her mother, something that made her prick up her ears and look at him curiously. Was something going on between them? No. Her mother wouldn't do something like that, fuck a repairman! But she . . .
"Come on, Kathy. Let's stop playing the games now."
He had one hand under her chin, drawing her close. Kathy closed her eyes, clenching and unclenching her fists while staring up at him tenderly. There was something different about Brian, something that made her heart beat even faster than it had with Mr. Jenkins and her brother. Their lips touched lightly at first. But then she felt the wetness of his tongue touching her lips, pushing deep into her mouth.
It was too late to stop anything now. She groaned, her knees buckling as she circled her arms around his back. She could feel those big muscles working against his work shirt. It was so good feeling him like this, feeling his prick through the material. He was hunching up against her. She could smell grease, sweat, all the smells she associated with maleness.
It made her pussy squeeze tight while her clit began to grow up from the surrounding wet flesh. He pulled her thighs tight against his body. She knew his cock was hard, hard and hot, wanting to slip into her body. All men wanted to fuck girls like that-hot and hard, making them twist and writhe. The thought brought more shivers of delight to her cunt while her knees braced up against Brian's.
"Ohhh, I don't know if we should. It's just not right, I think."
"Then don't think," he said, kissing her chin, then moving his tongue up to her cheeks.
Kathy felt possessed, completely blown away by the big man's hands. She was so excited. He was pulling it over her tits. Kathy let him do what he wanted, feeling the cotton material frictioning her stiff nipples.
Her arms flopped down weakly as Brian dropped the garment onto the sink counter. His right hand was cupping her crotch now, working the silky material up into her cunt-crack, sopping up the juice flowing from her hole. It felt shockingly good! The teen found herself humping up against his hand, twisting her hips from side to side to increase the rubbing friction of her shorts against her cunt.
"Oh yeah, baby, you're ready for a good, hard fuckin'. Just like . . . "
"like?"
"Never mind," Brian said, smiling down at her. He was leading her from the kitchen into the hallway, his hand still working over her shorts. Kathy felt as if she were moving in a dream, the subtle rubbing of her cunt-lips against one another and against the shorts drawing all her strength. She could hardly put one foot in front of the other.
"My room...it's over there."
She was nodding down the hall, grabbing tightly onto him as he led her down the corridor to the opened door. There it was...all the trappings of a young girl's room. The teddy bears, the high school pennants, the Valentine cards still taped to the wall above her small bed. Brian took it in, then gave her a long, wet tonguing kiss as he pushed her inside.
He lost no time working her shorts down from her hips, tugging them down over her knees while still rubbing his body up against hers. Kathy looked up trustingly at him as she felt her naked little ass touched by his fingers. Brian was licking his lips like a wolf, drawing his right hand around until he was touching her cunt. She bucked her ass back at the sensation, her chin trembling with excitement and arousal. Oh, what a feeling it was having him there touching her like that!
"Hot little pussy, eh? Man, you must really want it bad if you're that hot."
"Oh, please . . . "
"Please, what, fuck you? No problem there. This ol' cock's gonna make you feel good all over, I guarantee that," Brian said with a smirk.
He was pushing her back, back until Kathy felt her leg bump against the mattress. It was going on so fast, so quickly, she hardly realized it when Brian pulled off her jersey. She let her head fall back. He had her in his arms, his lips sliding over the base of her throat while his hands cupped her ass-cheeks and worked them against one another. Kathy groaned into his kiss, feeling the hot juices seeping from her pussy and trickling down the insides of her ridged thighs.
"You're better'n any teenybopper I've had, baby. You got the right moves."
Kathy felt herself collapsing onto the bed, feeling her body doing funny, wonderful things. Her cunt was so wet and slippery while that tingle had grown into a more urgent, concentrated feeling. It was happening all over again, and she was glad for it! Kathy was breathing hard, feeling as if someone had placed a weight on her chest! Fucking. She was doing it again, this time with a total stranger. That made it all the more exciting!
Brian undressed quickly, kicking off his boots and pulling down his pants. Kathy looked curiously at the big lump pressing out against his jockey shorts. Brian sauntered up to the side of the bed, looking down at her, his hands on his hips. He started rolling down the broad elastic band of his white cotton shorts, stopping just when his black cock-hairs began to curl over the ends.
Kathy was wildly excited, licking her lips again while folding one leg over the other and rubbing her cunt-lips against one another. Brian grinned, reaching around with one hand and cupping his balls.
"You wanna undress me?"
"Oh...I don't know...that's not nice," Kathy said hesitantly.
She stretched out one hand, then drew it back. That was too much! She wasn't ready for something like that yet. Brian sniggered, then pushed down his shorts, his ten inches of cock-meat springing up.
"Oh!"
Kathy looked on in fear and excitement. That fat head was so thick...way thicker than her brother's, and a little bigger than Mr. Jenkins'. Her cunt winked shut while she scooted back on the bed, feeling the sheet gathering up under her bouncing ass. Kathy stared open-eyed at the fat cock, wondering if she would be able to take something that thick and long without hurting herself.
Brian read her mind, climbing onto the bed, caressing her gently with both hands.
"You don't have anything to worry about, baby. I never fucked a woman to death."
"But...but . . . "
"Here, you're gonna wet it down for me before I stick it in."
"Wet...what do you mean?"
Kathy wasn't given a chance for an explanation. She felt his big, hot hands gripping her shoulders, pushing her down, down onto the bed while he rolled onto his back. In a moment Kathy found herself crouching down between his hairy thick-muscled legs, her face only inches from his crotch. She looked up at Brian, her eyes burning, her face flushed with embarrassment and shame. He wanted her to...to suck it!
"I don't think...I don't think I can do something like that."
Kathy could smell the pungent aroma of his crotch, the smell of a man that made her shiver. Her tits pulled down against her chest while her knees slid back and forth against the sheet. Brian wasn't letting her go. His eyes bored into hers, black and glistening, commanding her to do what he wanted. Peering down again, shaking the loose hair from her eyes, Kathy looked at the hunk of meat lying back against his chest.
The pointy head was past his belly button, the shaft jerking up every now and then as if it had a life of its own. She studied the rope-like blue veins pulsing against the taut cock-skin. It was the first time she had had time to look at a man's cock closely. It frightened her.
"Come on, Kathy, suck it, wet it down for me with your mouth. It'll be easier for you when I stick it in your little pussy if you lick it," Brian said.
His voice was thick and tight while he rocked his big hips from side to side. She stared at his cock, then felt herself lowering her head as if hypnotized. Kathy slipped one hand forward, curling her fingers around the fat cock-head and feeling the big, hot hard thing throbbing in her grip. Brian moaned a little.
"That's right, touch it, touch it nice and good while you suck it!"
Kathy liked the way that thing felt in her palm. She moved her hand up and down gently, letting the fat head rest between her fingers. In a moment, she felt something very warm and greasy oozing from the head, greasing down her palm. Cum! She looked at the wet spot in her hand and shuddered, moving her fingers once again and greasing down that fat pole. In another moment, she felt Brian's right hand slip behind her head and pull it toward his groin.
"Suck it."
At first Kathy wanted to get used to it, to taste it a little. She had already made up in her mind she would take this man's cock in her mouth. Again Brian hunched up from the bed, hoping he would feel her wet mouth close on his prick. Kathy pushed out her tongue, rubbing it back and forth against his cock-head, then extending it until it covered almost half the underside of his cock-shaft. Brian writhed under her, his fingers gripping her hair and tugging at the strands while his ass bounced against the bed.
"Oh, I didn't know...I'm not hurting you, am I?" she asked.
"No, God no! It's so good, so good havin' your mouth suckin' my prick that way! Come on, Kathy, don't be shy! Suck that cock, baby, suck it!"
She was on her hands and knees now, bent over Brian's jutting cock. She had the swollen tip just inside her lips while she moved one hand around his balls and cradled them gently. It felt so thin there at the crown. Kathy wanted to tease her tongue around more, feeling the rush of pre-cum slip from his piss-slit and coat her throat. But Brian was begging for more, pushing her head down gently but steadily.
Sighing, Kathy relaxed her lips and let her head move down. Her cheeks puffed out while her mouth slipped down, down over his fat cock-shaft. She could feel the veins against her lips as they throbbed mightily. In a moment, the girl could feel the spongy hard cock-head jabbing well into her throat.
"That's it, that's it, now bob your head up and down! Ohhhhh, yeah, like that. That's the way I dig it! Suck it, baby, suck that cock!"
Kathy found out how to breathe in rhythm, sucking in air with raspy grunts while Brian hunched his hips up against her face. At times he held her face pressed against his groin, jerking his cock well into her throat, blocking her air passage with his cock-head. It was then Kathy panicked, her hands flattening out against his thighs while she struggled to pull herself from his prick. Then Brian relented, relaxing his grip while letting her nearly pull free. But always he kept her lips glued around his cock, loving it when she pressed her lips all the way down onto his balls.
"Aw, yeah! Move that tongue around, just like that! Christ, Kathy! When you roll my balls around like that I'm gonna go outta my mind!"
Kathy looked up. Brian had his eyes cinched tight while his legs jerked out. She loved it when she went slow, tasting every inch of his cock while she watched his body jerk and twist. It was crazy, wonderful, watching him go for her this way. Again Kathy dropped her mouth down all the distance of his prick, her chin pressing against his balls while she felt his cock-head dancing against her tonsils. More pre-cum was oozing out, coating her throat, making her swallow. Soon, she thought, his cum would boil from his balls and shoot down into her belly.
"Hey, sis, you're dragging 'em off the streets now, huh?"
Jeff's voice was like a cannon shot. Kathy jerked her mouth off Brian's prick and wheeled around, covering her tits and cunt modestly while staring wide-eyed at her brother.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Jeff...oh God, I don't know what to do," Kathy said miserably, looking from Brian to her brother, then back to the repairman again.
"Her brother? Hey, man, I'm sorry. I'll get the fuck outta here right away," Brian muttered, looking a little reluctantly at his spit-slicked cock.
"No way. You don't have to split," Jeff said, holding up one restraining hand while closing the door. "Just make sure when you fuck around, you lock this mother. I just want in on some of the action. I was the one who broke my sister in."
Kathy could have died. She started scooting off the bed, wiping her lips with the back of one hand while pulling the sheet after her. They were talking about her as if she were some paid slut to be passed around from man to man. And to have her brother talk that way...it made her feel sick, cheap!
"Don't you ever speak to me again, Jeff Lord, ever!" Kathy blurted out, tears burning her eyes.
"Hey, little miss, take it easy," Brian said, stretching out one hand and pulling her back onto the bed. Kathy fell back, twisting halfway around and hitting him as hard as she could with one hand. "Take it easy. We're not saying anything about you. Since your brother's here, we might as well take advantage of the situation, right? You ever thought about having a three-way? Having two guys fucking you at the same time?"
Kathy stopped dead in her tracks. She had fantasized about that, about having two men fucking her at the same time. But she had never thought it would happen...especially with her brother! But there was Jeff, peeling off his clothes, scooting down his shorts and revealing his semi-stiff cock dangling between his legs. She still knelt there, her heart pounding in her throat, wondering what she should do. Brian was still holding her lightly by the wrist, coaxing her back into bed.
"She's real good with her mouth," Brian observed, noticing how Jeff was dangling his cock close to his sister's mouth.
"That so? Come on, Sis, show me what you can do with your mouth. He says you're a champ in suckin' cock. That true?"
"Oh, Jeff . . . "
Kathy didn't like all this talking. She would rather show them what she was worth. With another sigh, she turned her head around, feeling her brother's cock brush lightly against her chin. His cock was hard now, sticking out from Jeff's groin. It was smoother, thinner than Brian's. She knew it was going to be far easier to fill her mouth with her brother's prick than with the repairman's. But to do something like this practically in public was something new to her.
Then Kathy felt something wonderfully wet and warm close in over her cunt. Brian had leaned over and was tonguing her pussy, sliding the tip of his tongue up and down between her cunt-lips, then pushing it into her cunt and licking up and down the sensitive bumps and hollows. Kathy needed no further coaxing. Sighing, she slipped her mouth around Jeff's cock and started sucking. Immediately, she felt her brother's hands wrap around the back of her head as he began pumping his hips back and forth, back and forth, slipping his cock-meat into her throat again and again.
"That's it, buddy. Mouth-fuck her. She digs having her throat fucked that way. Christ, she couldn't get enough cock-meat in her when I was doing it!"
"Oh yeah, Sis, get that tongue goin'. Man, oh man, I like havin' that tongue movin' around my cock."
"Man, she's good, real good. Come on, baby, bob that head. Man, I go nuts when she bobs her head that way. Yeahhh, time to go back and eat that pussy!"
Kathy loved hearing what the two men were saying about her. She loved hearing their dirty mouths while she slipped her lips over Jeff's cock and sucked as hard as she could. Of course, she had inspiration-Brian's tongue wriggling down in her tight little cunt, spearing into her, penetrating her while his fingers toyed with her clit.
She raised both arms, gripping her brother's thighs for support while sliding forward until her lips pressed against his groin. Wriggling her tongue against his cock, Kathy groaned happily.
"Oh, man, man, she is fuckin' good!"
"C'mon. Let's get 'er in bed so the two of us can work her over."
Kathy pulled free of her brother's prick for a moment, licking her lips as Brian pulled her back onto the bed. He was holding her down while her brother slipped over her, kissing her while sliding two fingers into her cunt. In a moment, Kathy was pinned under Jeff's muscular thighs.
Brian grinned, throwing one arm across Jeff's back to lock him in place. Moving in close, he stuck his cock under Kathy's ass, pushing her up a little so he could slide his cock-meat into her ass-crack.
As Brian drew close, Kathy could feel the two cocks probing their way over her body. She felt Brian's cock come to a halt on her shitter. She remembered those fingers up her ass and wondered what it would feel like having something that thick and long sliding into her asshole. Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt her brother start to fuck her.
Kathy spread her legs apart, the fat lips of her cunt clenched together. The crack where they met was seeping with frothy bubbles of pussy-juice. Jeff started kissing her hard again, his tongue wriggling down deep into her mouth while he lowered himself onto her body. Kathy tilted her head back, opening her mouth, loving the sensation of her brother's tongue spearing into her throat while his hard cock started nuzzling at the juicy cunt-crack. The thick sensitive prick-head rubbed back and forth, making the girl jerk her hips against the thing until her pussy was slippery with cum and pussy-cream.
She could feel the cock-head jabbing at her swollen cunt-lips. She sucked in a ragged breath as she felt the thick hunk of meat shove into her cunt. Her pussy tingled and itched along the full length while Jeff's prick pushed into her pussy. Inch by hard, thick throbbing inch, his cock forced the walls of her pussy to widen.
"Good?"
He had pulled away from her, looking down at his rutting sister. Kathy could hardly speak.
"Shove it in her, man!" Brian whispered at their side. "Shove that hard meat in her hole. Ram it in!"
Kathy's cry sent a spasm of pleasure through both men, making their cocks throb. Her brother pulled his cock nearly all the way out, then slipped it in. She felt her cunt fitting tightly around the broad, hairy base of Jeff's cock. Inside her cunt, the sensitive, slippery pink tissues were stretched apart while her clit throbbed as if it would tear loose from her cunt. When Jeff came to the end of his downstroke, his groin ground into the nerve-rich piece of clit flesh.
Kathy stiffened, her legs spasming and kicking out while her fingernails clawed along his broad shoulders. The nippled ends of her tits exploded into itchy hardness, stabbing into Jeff's chest. Her brother moved his thighs around, working them against Kathy's hips while his cock stirred around and around in her pussy.
The girl felt as if her world were coming apart. The sweet smell of Brian's slippery cock and her own sweat filled her nostrils as she felt herself going mad.
Brian moved. She could feel his hands tickling their way down the insides of her thighs. A hot shiver shot through her pussy. She wasn't sure what he was going to do, but she knew it would be good. With Jeff's body humping down onto hers, she couldn't have stopped him even if she had wanted to. She felt his fingers stroking their way upward, greedily crawling over her flesh and pushing her legs farther apart.
As her body stretched open wider, Brian gave her a lick while Jeff shoved down hard, burying his cock up to the hilt in her cunt. Kathy thought he was going to blow his nuts from the way he started moaning in her ear! As he hunched his body tighter against his sister's, Kathy could feel Brian's hands pulling her open.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Oh God in heaven, it was good, so very, very good! She could feel her stretched cunt-lips being teased by that wet, flicking tongue! The tickling sensation made her want to snap her legs together, trapping Brian's head between her soft thighs. But Jeff's weight kept her spread while she felt that tongue flicking in circles over the surface of her tight red pussy. Jeff pulled his ass up, drawing his cock-rod out of her furry cunt, leaving the girl's cunt throbbing and aching for more.
"Ohhhh, no, no, no!"
Brian took advantage of the situation and pushed his head farther between her. His tongue licked around the stretched edges of her sensitive cunt. Its rough surface raked along the tensed flesh, then dipped in.
"Ah! Ahhhhhhhh!" Kathy cried out, her body jerking and humping.
Jeff let out a groan, shoving his hips back down, trying to get his cock back into the tight wet clutch of Kathy's cunt. Brian backed away, keeping himself in the valley of Kathy's legs. The girl screamed, her fingers clawing at the air when she felt her brother's prick slip back into her. Her knees jerked up, hugging her brother tightly between them. Ohhh, this was good, so good, better than she could have possibly imagined! Kathy let out another sigh, feeling Jeff throw in a few quick hunches.
"Hey, you wanna really make things wild, kid? When you slide up, go all the way out and lemme eat her pussy in between your strokes."
Jeff didn't say anything. But he braced his body on his knees and elbows. Pulling up on his next stroke, he twisted his cock all the way out of his sister's tight fuck-hole. Kathy felt his cock springing free and jerking against her belly as he held it from her pussy.
"No, no, more! Oh no, don't...need more, need more!" she grunted.
Jeff arched his body up high, giving the repairman plenty of room.
"Noooo!" Kathy cried out again, grunting frantically as she felt the stretched tissues of her cunt being licked by a rough, slippery tongue.
She tried snapping her legs shut once more. But Brian had his hands pressing out against her thighs, holding her open for his licking. As she struggled against them, she felt her clit being teased and poked by that licking surface. Kathy shivered, her body jerking from one side to the other, her tits jiggling against one another like mounds of jello.
"Hey, man, she's so fuckin' hot down here she's gonna burn my mouth up! Yeah, Kathy, you're one hot lady," Brian whispered.
She wanted him to eat her all the way, to stick his tongue down into her until she was filled with it. Her clit tightened, curling back at the next touch of the pointy tongue tip. She could feel Brian's head shoving deeper between her legs, ramming his tongue deep into her cunt.
"Shove it to her, man!" Jeff cried as he still arched over his sister.
"Okay, buddy, let 'er have it. Get that cock down into her before she goes nuts!"
Jeff fitted his swollen cock-head into her throbbing crack and shoved down. His prick pushed into the hot, bubbling sheath once more, making the girl scream out with joy. As she felt her slippery cunt tissues curl and snug around his shaft, she curled her fingers and scratched Jeff's back. His ass shot forward, pushing all his cock in.
"Do it!" Kathy demanded as she moaned and hunched under him. "Please, please, please do it! I need it! Need it so bad!"
Grunting half in pain, half in pleasure, Jeff gave her a quick series of short, jerky fuck-thrusts. His body ground into hers slowly, driving Kathy half into madness. She hooked her legs around his, her body rising and falling in rhythm with his from the bed while her nipples rubbed against his chest.
She strained her ass upward, shoving her tight hairy fuck-hole onto his prick. She could feel his body tensing and shivering with pleasure, the pleasure she was giving her brother. Hunching up like a wild woman, Kathy bounced her pert little ass against the mattress again and again, wanting to feel that throbbing itchy ache turn into something far more concentrated.
"Goooooooood!" she moaned, her fingers tightening around Jeff's broad shoulders.
The girl moved her body in frantic little fucking hunches under him, feeling his cock slipping hotly and wetly around in her cunt with each movement they made. His fat cock-head pushed and probed inside her, making her legs tighten more and more around her brother's body.
Yes, yes, she was close, so very, very close. Her tits flattened against his chest while her rigid nipples were thudding with the beating of her heart. As they crushed closer and closer together, every square inch of her skin became alive and hot.
"Man, hold back! She's goin' nuts for it! She's gonna blow if you keep pumping through her cunt that way!" Brian warned.
"Hot...hot...oh yes, yes, hot!" Kathy screamed, beating her tiny fists against Jeff's back.
The young man slowed his fucking rhythm for a moment while Brian squirmed between them and pulled Kathy's thighs apart. She could feel the strain, the touch of his fingers against her thighs. And then his tongue lashed up her flesh, running around the red, straining edge of her cunt before dipping deep into her cock-filled pussy.
It was a tight fit. Jeff's prick had her filled up and stretched so wide that Brian had to have the young man pull out. Kathy moaned as she felt the slick sliding movement of his prick. When he had pulled all the way from her pussy, Kathy felt hot spasms biting her clit, making her groan and twist up against nothing while Brian slopped his tongue down into her slit.
"Man, she's gonna go! She's gonna go!" Jeff warned, squeezing his sister's tits so hard Kathy let out another cry of joy.
Kathy fucked back and forth as Brian sealed his mouth to her cunt and sucked hard. She felt his tongue wiggle out and up, brushing along the ruby-red base of her clit. Never, ever had she held off climax this long! Her brain was spinning around and around. She threw her hips up with desperate hunching motions, her cunt spreading apart with every thrust. Her soft legs again fought to close over Brian's head. Her cunt tremored, trying to clutch the repairman's tongue. Urging him on, Kathy shoved her hips up harder, driving her furry wet cunt into his mouth.
"Okay, man, make her pop!"
Brian pulled away, rubbing his prick under her ass while Jeff fitted his cock over her cunt and slammed in. The girl screamed, feeling eight beautiful, hard inches of cock slip down into her pussy. She felt the relief of having the tense, itchy cunt-walls being stretched apart and scratched with that prick. The hard core of his meat filled her cunt in one lovely, long thrust. Jeff's body pounded down onto hers, bringing her up to a ringing hot climax.
"Fuuuuuuck!" the teen cried out, feeling her cunt-walls snug up against her brother's cock.
It was all Jeff needed. His back arched while he threw his head back, sending streams of his boiling white cum splashing into her cunt. Kathy screamed, the power of her spasms nearly knocking her out. She couldn't take any more of his pleasure. Her legs flew wide open so her squishy hole was open for her brother's final lunges. Under her ass, she could feel the steady hot splashes of cum streaking over her ass-cheeks, wetting them, burning them as she came and came and came with these two men!
CHAPTER NINE
Ellen bit her lower hp, fingering the jersey that she'd found lying on the counter top. It was Kathy's. At first she had thought her daughter had carelessly left some laundry there. But then she realized the washer hadn't been used. Worse, the dishwasher was left open, the smell of fresh grease filling the kitchen air. Brian had been there! She knew it! And she guessed he had seduced her daughter.
A quick inspection trip to the bedroom confirmed the worst. The wrinkled sheets, everything pointed to a fucking session with Brian.
He had the mother, now wants the daughter as well, Ellen thought bitterly, throwing the jersey onto the floor. She closed her eyes, miserably conjuring the scene of two of them writhing on the bed, fucking their brains out. Ellen groaned, clenching her fingers into fists and feeling her nails biting into her palms. If she thought about it any longer, it would drive her mad!
"Oh!"
Ellen started. The door opened, and standing there in the doorway was Jeff, a quizzical look on his face.
"Your sister...your sister's been.. . . oh God, I don't know how to say this," Ellen moaned, barely able to keep the tears from falling.
"Hey, Mom, what's...oh!"
He saw the jersey trampled on the floor and guessed the rest. Raising his eyebrows, he shrugged his shoulders, closing the door behind him.
"Well? Don't you have anything to say? Aren't you going to talk to her?"
"Hell, if she wants to go out and fuck, that's her business."
"It's my business in my home," Ellen countered, surprised at her son's attitude. "I'm going to go out and find her and give her a piece of my mind.
"Hey, take it easy, Mom," Jeff said, catching her by the arm and holding her back.
Ellen could feel his fingers burning through her dress as she stopped, looking at him, feeling herself oddly pleased by her son's touch. She lowered her eyes, blinking them clear while Jeff drew near.
"She's grown up, now, Mom. She'll be careful," Jeff said, his voice like velvet to her ears.
"But . . . "
Why was her pussy growing so warm, nearly as warm and wet as it was when Brian touched her in that way? Oh, this was shameful, feeling something like this with her own son. It had to be unsettling, the horror at having found her daughter fucking. Jeff gave her a devious look, still holding onto her. It was only now Ellen realized he had both hands on her shoulders, his fingers gently massaging the tense muscles there.
Ellen smiled uneasily, shrugging off his grip and moving back toward the stove. Her thoughts were confused while her breath grew so shallow and hot. She hoped Jeff wouldn't notice. After all, this wasn't the behavior one expected of a mother toward her son.
"In fact, lots of things can happen around here, surprising things," he said mysteriously, his deep-gray eyes starting to sparkle. He was moving up to her again, his stare mesmerizing her. Ellen felt her ass pillowing up against the front of the stove while her skin tingled all over. She wanted to say something. But the fuzzy tingle in her cunt took away her power of speech for the moment.
Jeff came up to her, his fingers brushing her arms up and down while his crotch moved against hers. Ellen reddened, feeling her throat tighten while her cunt winked shut. This was too much. She raised her hands to push her son away. But Jeff wasn't to be discouraged. He was dropping his head, his mouth opening up against hers, his grip tightening, refusing to let her go.
Ellen started to mouth the word no, then felt his lips against hers, his tongue splitting them and rubbing over the insides of her cheeks. Startled again, Ellen found herself groaning into her son's mouth, loving the touch of his fingers against her body while he dry-fucked her.
"Oh wow, Mom, this is wild! I've wanted to do this for a long time. I've jacked off a lot thinking about you, about how this would be."
"No, no, it's just not right it's...it's just not right."
But another kiss drove away all her objections. Ellen let out another sigh, feeling her body melt into her son's while his hands roamed freely over her body. She felt him gathering up her skirt, felt his hands touch her thighs, her ass. He could tell now she was wearing no panties. And when his fingers started slipping into her ass-crack, pulling her ass-cheeks apart so he could touch her shitter, Ellen pulled away and shook her head.
"C'mon, Mom, nobody's gonna know. Trust me," Jeff whispered, slipping his tongue in her ear.
"But . . . "
He was leading her down the hall, coaxing her along, pushing her into her bedroom where she and Brad had fucked before. Ellen thought about telling Jeff about the repairman then stopped, shaking the hair from her face. This was bad enough. She would say nothing, feeling only what she did with her son right now. Ohhh, and how good that was! And it was happening fast-the way he gently pulled off her dress, pushed her back onto the bed, then started tugging off his clothes.
How many times she'd seen his naked body before, even washed it when he was a child. But never, ever would she have believed that she would be in bed with him, spreading her thighs for her own son!
"Man, I got a hot load for you, Mom. A real, good hot load!"
"Jeff!"
There it was, that long thick cock, the prick she'd seen limp and flaccid so many times before. Now it was sticking straight out, the head a dark purple, jizz leaking from the piss-slit. It was for her, for her cunt! Ellen worked her ass from side to side, feeling the fire burn into her clit while other itchy flames licked the insides of her thighs.
Drawing her fingers over her cunt-mound and pressing down, she could feel a wet heat erupt all over her pussy. The slick folds and petals of her squishy, dark-red cunt-flesh made her shudder as her son climbed into bed and began thumbing her right nipple. Thrilling spasms of lust rocked her body, making her blood boil as she stared into her son's eyes and wanted nothing more than to feel his cock sliding into her. "Ohhhhh!"
He was on top of her, his knees spreading her apart while his prick rubbed up and down against her clit. Ellen thought she would go wild as her body inched up and down, her cunt angled down now so he could slip his cock into her. Jeff moaned in her ear, then jerked his ass up and slipped his cock-head into her cunt-mouth. Ellen sighed, feeling the tight itchy sphincters snapping shut around his prick just behind the two fat lobes. Jeff gave her a strange look, reaming out her pussy with sifting movements of his prick. Slowly Ellen felt her cunt easing.
"Ohhhh, Son, fuck me, fuck me Jeff!"
"Yeah, Mom, move that pussy up...oh fuck, like that!"
Ellen hunched frantically, hearing hoarse panting fill her ears as she felt her son's cock-rod through her cunt. Back and forth, back and forth, sawing through her pussy until the woman cried out hoarsely and raked her fingernails over Jeff's back. He angled his cock up and rubbed his prick over her clit.
"Dick me, dick me!"
Her son fucked down deep and held it there. Her belly swelled with wild tension as he jabbed hard. His fingers sank deep into her ass-cheeks. She rocked her hips wildly, feeling that huge cock digging against her cunt.
"Oh wow, Mom, wow! God, you keep doing that and I'm gonna shoot!"
"No, not yet, not yet!"
"I can't help it. Christ! I wished I'd fucked you before!"
"Oh yes, fuck, fuck me, son, fuck me!"
Ellen kissed her son's chin, opening her pouty lips and letting her tongue slide between his lips. Fucking him came so naturally now, making her wonder why indeed she'd waited this long to fuck him. And oh, she was so breathless with what his hands were doing between her ass-cheeks. It was hot and naughty.
She especially liked it when his finger lingered for a second or two on the tiny hard pucker of her asshole. He was stimulating the nerves down there, making her shitter wink shut while she jerked her ass away only to bring it back to her son's hand.
"Don't...ohhhhhhh!"
"Man, oh man, you can't keep still, can you, Mom? Christ! You're makin' my balls burst!"
Fucking was more important than anything in the world now. She knew she could endure anything just so she could have her son's big cock gouging hotly inside her cunt. Jeff stayed quiet for a moment, his body frozen over hers. He was very still, his eyes closed tight, his mouth set hard as if he were holding something back. She didn't want to cum yet, but felt herself rising quickly. Yes, yes, and her son was about to shoot as well!
Ellen rolled her big ass around, bouncing it against his hands, feeling the powerful, itchy ring of cunt-muscles cinching down on his prick. Jeff moaned loudly, arching his spine down while fucking as hard as he could. His cries made Ellen burn with lust. She released her hold on him, then clenched slowly down again. When her cunt muscles were tight around the shaft just below the flared tip, she bounced her ass more wildly than before.
His words drove Ellen along like a whip. She hung tightly onto him, her legs drumming against the bed while her ass trembled. In a sudden rush of teasing passion, she jerked her ass up and down, up and down, feeling her son rape through the slick muscled opening of her cunt. She could feel the hot firmness of his prick as it split her in two, fucking her all the way. When Jeff let out a high-pitched wail, she knew her son was dumping his load of spunk in her cunt.
"Ahhhhhh, Mom!"
"Jeff!"
Ellen held on for dear life, her cum more devastating than any other she had had. The woman cried out for her life, her hands flailing at the air while spasms made her pink clit throb and beat.
The two rolled over and over, their bodies sliding and slipping against one another while streams of jizz splashed into Ellen's sucking cunt. When it was over, Ellen slipped away from her son, holding him at arm's length and studying his handsome, sweat-stained face.
"Oh God, Jeff, will you ever respect me again?" she moaned lowering her eyes.
"Mom, nothing's changed in that market. It's just gonna be a little more fun than it's been for us."
A little more fun. Ellen smiled. Surely, it would be that. And suddenly, Kathy's crime seemed less and less important. Well, she would think of that later.
CHAPTER TEN
Mr. Jenkins. Jeff. Brian. The men who had fucked her seemed to be stalking Kathy's dreams. She had been nervous ever since her mother had made shadowy remarks indicating she knew something was going on. Unnerved, the young girl spend all Monday afternoon at school, dreading biology lab, afraid of those looks from her friends and Mr. Jenkins' hot stares.
Thank goodness she had managed to keep a cool face, purposely avoiding the teacher's stare while working on her notebook. But when the others left and he came up behind her, rubbing her ass with both hands, she wheeled around and nearly slapped his face. "No, no more!"
"Well, we've gotten picky. I can go to your mother and get all I want," he said with some irritation.
Kathy stared open-mouthed at him, noticing the hard look in his eyes. Shock paralyzed her. Her mother? What was he talking about.
"You haven't figured it out, yet? You think you're the only one hitting the sack? Your mother and I had an...interesting discussion about you and your grades. And it seemed one thing led to another and . . well, I can see where you get your hot cunt from," he said, slipping his hands around her waist and touching her pert little ass again.
"Oh, I...I don't understand," Kathy said miserably. She was going to cut the whole thing off with everyone. She was going to start to be good, to be her mother's little girl again. But now that she'd discovered Ellen had been fucking...oh, it was so confusing!
"Come on, little girl. Come on," he said, leading Kathy away from the Uttered lab table back toward his private room. "No matter how many times you've fucked around, you can always learn more."
Kathy was sure Mr. Jenkins would be a fine teacher for that.
Back at home, Ellen stood in the living room with her son behind her, confronting Brian who had phoned earlier. She was unsure of herself, wanting to accuse him of all things, and yet feeling a little guilty.
"Then you don't deny it. You don't deny fucking my daughter."
"Hell no," he said, scratching the back of his head and winking at Jeff. "In fact, I'd say I got some help in the matter."
"Help. What do you...oh my god-Jeff!"
Suddenly it was clear. Her mind reeled at the thought of it. Jeff and Brian had fucked Kathy at the same time. Ellen felt her knees giving way as she sat on the edge of the sofa, pressing her icy fingertips against her face.
"I can't believe this! I just can't believe this!"
Both young men left her alone for a few moments, Jeff moving up to his mother finally and bending down. He raised her from the sofa and without a word kissed her mouth, fondling her tits while Brian pushed the coffee table away. Jeff was pulling his mother's housedress from her. Both men slipped easily from their clothes, Jeff pulling his mother to the floor while the repairman pulled two pillows from the sofa and tucked them under Ellen's head.
Brian moved between her thighs, his cock large, red-capped. He leaned close, fitting his cock-head up against the slick, puckered folds. Jeff was working his meat slowly, greasing it down with jizz while Brian gave her a few hunching thrusts, then pulled back and started licking her pussy. Ohhh, how he loved to eat her out!
And still Ellen felt as if it were the first time ever a man had touched her with his tongue. She bucked her hips up, watching as her son crouched over her body and knelt over her. He was kissing her, Frenching her while reaching down and grabbing her big tits in his hands. He pressed his palms against the hard nipples, rubbing them until they glowed. Ellen's belly shuddered. The spasm went all the way through her cunt while her thighs tightened and ridged.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she sighed against her son's licking mouth.
Being serviced by these two men drove her wild. She had dreamed about being fucked by two men. Her dreams had come true. The men who had fucked her daughter were fucking her now. She would show them how much better experience was rather than sheer youth. Reaching up, she took hold of her son's cock, feeling it throb mightily between her squeezing fingers. How hot and long and thick it was. And the cum oozed from the slit, greasing down her milking hand. She didn't want to rush either of them. But Ellen was so close to cumming now it would only be moments before she went off.
The woman groaned, clenching her cunt muscles, trapping Brian's tongue. He got the message and pulled away, returning a second later with his cock. He had no trouble sliding his cock-meat into her this time, feeling her muscles clench, relax, then tighten again. When he was in, she closed her thighs, jerking her hips up. He followed her lead, slipping and sliding his meat into her while his lust built more and more.
"Oh, wow, Mom, that's something else. But I wanna fuck your ass the way he's fuckin' your cunt. I wanna feel your ass on my cock."
"Yes, yes!" Ellen screamed, humping rapidly, her ass slapping against the floor.
As Brian quickened his fucking pace, Jeff bent down and thrashed her tongue with his, squeezing her bloated tits. The rugged pistoning in her cunt, the pinching, teasing grip on her tits drove her passion to dizzying heights. She whipped her hips up and down, grinding her hips, alternating the rhythm to match Brian's fucking.
"Man, burn it up, baby! Get that ass movin' real nice and hot!"
Ellen felt him driving into her so hard that she felt the wind knocked from her lungs. Jeff patted and pinched her tits and nipples. It was impossible for her to withstand this overwhelming assault. Brian didn't slacken his pace, his cock tearing her insides up with his wild fucking. He was concentrating his assault on her clit now, bumping the tiny gland with short, sharp blows.
Ellen felt herself going off. She tried to time her climax to match Brian's. She could hear someone moaning in the distance. Oh God, it was her own voice, low, throaty, growling with lust as the men fucked her. The repairman's balls slapped her cunt-lips as she held back, waiting for him to blow apart. And then Ellen thought she couldn't wait. The ache in her pussy was excruciating, making her gasp in raspy breaths to fill her exploding, burning lungs.
"Fuck it out, Mom, fuck it out!"
Jeff squatted down, shoving his prick into his mother's half-opened mouth. Ellen swallowed her son's cock-meat gratefully, gasping happily, gobbling up the meat, flicking her tongue around it while she felt Brian's prick trembling in her hot, clutching hole. The repairman's cock-strokes were getting shorter, sharper. She couldn't hold back. The dark wave was covering her, beating her into the floor.
With a baleful cry, Ellen cut loose, her body thrashing wildly while her cunt went into orgasmic spasms. She could feel Brian firing his load into her cunt. Yes, yes! She wanted it all, all at once! With another sharp scream, her mouth tightening gently around her son's prick, Ellen whipped her legs up and down against the floor, holding tightly onto Brian as she came hard with the big stud.
"Fuck her ass! Fuck your mom's ass! Man, that's gotta be somethin' hot to see!" Brian said, pulling his dripping prick from her cunt-hole.
Ellen let out a sigh, hearing the challenge and about to protest. But then she thought about it. Yes, yes, she wanted something like that. She wanted her son's stiff hot cock up her ass, sliding into her bowels. Jeff pulled his prick from her mouth, wiping her lips with the slick tip. Both men were breathing heavily. Jeff was taking her in his arms now, rolling her sideways, his fat prick pressed against her hip. He kissed her ear, nuzzled the lobe, the curve of her neck, while he hunched behind her.
Ellen whimpered in lust, flinging one hand over her ass to cover her hole. Jeff had his hands around her, squeezing her sore tits, then palming her belly. Ellen felt herself surrounded by heavy muscles, her son's lips kissing the back of her neck. And then she felt the hot hardness against her asshole.
"No, son! Oooooh! Ahhhh! No, Jeff! Noo...ahhhhh...owwwwwww!"
Ellen's eyes bulged out, her body stiffening while her son slipped his cock-head into her shitter. The pain made her wince and sob, her body jerking as if someone were whipping her from behind. Jeff held tightly onto his mother, shoving more inches into her bowels. Ellen let out another hoarse cry as she licked her dry lips again and again.
Brian was holding her from the front, his hand pushing her back, thumbing her nipples while her son was sliding his cock-meat into her ass. She felt split, the delicious feeling making her groan when the initial pain finally ebbed. Jeff was biting her teasingly on the nape of the neck, sliding his hot cock-meat into her bowels, then pulling back out, the resulting suction making her feel as if he were suctioning out her belly.
"Oh, fuck my ass! Oh God, son! It's so good when you fuck my ass!"
Jeff was reaching for her cunt now, his fingers separating the swelling cunt-lips, tickling her clit, bringing it back to life once more while his cock sawed in and out of her asshole. It was stimulating tingly little nerve endings back there that made Ellen gasp and groan. She bit her lower lip, feeling her body ready to climax yet again. Sweat slicked down her body, wetting it while her son fed more and more meat into her.
Oh God, God in heaven. It was going to be good, so very, very good when he came in her ass! With another cry, Ellen hunched her pussy onto his probing fingers, fucking herself, feeling that prick push all the way in. Brian was still holding her firmly when she felt something very hot and wet blast into her bowels. It was like getting an enema. Only now she knew it was her son's prick probing her shitter, filling her up while his fingers were bringing her off yet again!
Ellen closed her eyes, better able to feel the power of her climax while Brian tweaked her tits, then lowered his head to bite her nipples. Her body jerked and thrashed, bouncing from man to man as she came and came and came.
"Wow, Mom! Guess we don't have any secrets now, do we?"
Ellen thought about Mr. Jenkins and smiled. She would tell him about that later.
"No. Oh, it's all been so confusing, but so good. I hope we can...well, do this again soon," she whispered, getting her breath back.
"Hell, lady, I'll be ready to go again in no time...unless, that is, you're worried about your daughter coming in and finding us."
"Oh God, Kathy, I...no," she said firmly, making up her mind. "It's time she learns that she isn't the only one who can fuck around her," Ellen said with a smile, passing one finger over her son's lips. "And who knows, maybe she might like to join us."
Jeff grinned at his mother. He bent down and kissed her once more, hunching his softening prick into her ass. Yes, this would be a good year for the family...and the dishwasher, he thought, winking at his buddy Brian.
Back at school, Kathy wiped the last of the cum from her lips, still smelling the fresh, bleachy odor of Mr. Jenkins' cum in her nostrils. He was licking her cunt, flicking his tongue into her pussy one last time while his fingers kept her thighs spread over his mouth. They had sixty-nined after some fucking. Kathy had managed to swallow most of his jizz, wishing she could have taken more.
Oh, her mother would have to try very hard to surpass her with Mr. Jenkins. She had made him cry, had made him beg for her cunt in a way she knew was new for him. Yes, she thought, licking her pointy tongue down the back of his still-jerking shaft while she fingered his balls. She had learned so much she could become a teacher. Yes, a teacher for Mr. Jenkins, for her mother. Oh, this would be a good school year!
