Cindy Roberts could feel the nipples of her fourteen-year-old tits turning pebble-hard.
It was a strange sensation, one she had never felt before with her boyfriend, Rick, despite the fact that they had petted a million times in the back seat of Rick's old car. But this feeling was something different, something urgent, something rising like steam in her blood.
Something she just knew was very wrong and very wicked.
"C'mon, honey," Rick breathed, cupping his strong-fingered basketball-player's hand around just one of her breasts, and squeezing it hopefully, "lemme see it. I'wanta take it out and look at it. Please?"
Cindy felt her throat terribly dry, and her whole body seemed weak as water.
"N-no, Rick," she managed, her voice low and kittenish. She had used that voice many times on Rick, and always before it had worked. Even in the stuffy darkness of his car, he had always respected her wishes, always been satisfied with just a lot of kissing and maybe a few playful touches of his fingertips on her tits.
But today was different.
Rick knew he wouldn't be seeing Cindy again all summer.
"Baby, I just gotta have something to remember you by," he groaned. "I promise I won't do anything but just look at it!"
All the time the horny boy was talking to her, his hand kept massaging gently the plump bowl of her breast. His thumb found the perky, firm nipple and rubbed it through her blouse.
"I - I want our love to be beautiful," Cindy whispered, her words quivering almost as much as the tit he was toying with.
"Beautiful?" Rick echoed, huskily. "Honey, nothing in this whole wide world could be as beautiful to me as you are, all of you. I - I can't even sleep at night thinking about your body. It's driving me nuts!"
She felt a little swoon of pleasure go through her at the sound of his voice, hot and hoarse and pleading. It made her feel both frightened and joyous to have a boy like Rick, two years older than she was and a star on the highschool ball team, sitting beside her on the living room sofa and begging like a baby for something she could so easily give him.
"Honey," he breathed again, bringing his other hand up and around her, "you know you're my sweetheart. Everybody in school knows that."
She knew it, too. And she knew she loved him - deeply and forever. She knew she would never let any other boy do to her what Rick was doing!
"Just a little peek," he rasped softly.
His fingers moved to the top of her blouse, and he flipped open the first button.
Cindy raised her own smaller, daintier hand up to his and caught his long index finger, holding it like a thick pencil.
"Rick, I - we shouldn't?!"
His handsome young face was only an inch away from her's now, and he leaned it even closer, brushing his firm, masculine lips lightly against her own.
She could feel the hotness of the aroused boy, and a deep pang of pity for him. With a sigh, she pressed her mouth against his - and let him slide his long tongue hungrily into the parted breach of her lips.
She welcomed his tongue with her own, gently rolling one against the other in a soft, half-sucking action.
Rick groaned again, every muscle in his body tensing as if ready to explode.
His fingers broke from her hand.
He got another button un-hooked!
The second she felt his hand trying to snake inside of her blouse, she pushed him back, and their lips parted with a wet little pop.
"Christ, Cindy," he whimpered, "why the hell won't you let me do it?"
She smiled at the boy's flushed, frustrated face. She could feel the color and heat in her own cheeks, and the small breath she took was more like a pant than a sigh.
"I didn't say I wouldn't, Rick. But not here."
She saw the change in his eyes, the twitch of a grin on his mouth. "Where, then?" he breathed.
"Upstairs, so if Mom comes back from shopping we won't get caught."
"Let's go!"
She took him by the hand and led him out of the living room. He towered above her on his lanky, lean-muscled legs. She didn't dare look at the huge bulge in her boyfriend's pants. She knew he was excited. He had been excited like that many times in the backseat of the car, and once or twice he had even pulled her hand down to rest on the throbbing bump pushing under his fly.
But she had never really seen Rick's penis, and she tried to fight back the silly voice that kept whispering in the back of her head: You know you want to see him as much as he wants to see you, and it's your last chance this summer!!
When they reached the top of the stairs, she turned and took both of his hands in her own, staring up into his eager face.
"If Mom does come back, you can crawl out my bedroom window. You know Mom won't let me take a boy up here."
He grinned down at her. "Jesus, honey, the way I feel right now, I could fly out the window.!"
They went down the hall to her room, and the second they were inside, she locked the door.
When she turned back to him, he was standing there like an awkward child, his longish hair training his grinning face and his long arms hanging patiently down at his sides.
The bulges in his jeans looked enormous to Cindy, and the sight of it sent another strange, new thrill through her.
She moved to the bed and sat down just on the edge, and he followed her like a trained pup.
Without a word spoken, he brought his hands back up to her blouse and quickly unbuttoned it down to her waist. Then with her help he worked the garment off her shoulders.
Her training bra, too small for several months now, was tighter than ever at present. Her breasts had swollen out into the padded cups, and she could feel her nipples pressing like hard, pink erasers into the coned centers of the bra.
Rick fumbled behind her with the little catch that would release her spicy jugs.
"Here," she breathed, reaching back to help.
When she unsnapped the bra hook, the under-garment shot forward an inch or so, and hung loosely from her nipples.
"Oh, wow," the boy wheezed, his trembling fingers carefully removing the offending bit of cloth and rubber.
He stared for a few delicious seconds at the twin mounds of her beautiful, pubescent tits. They looked like just a good handfull to him!
He brought one hand up gingerly, index finger pointing, and touched just under the tip of her right nipple. The amber peak quivered. Little goosebumps of pleasure spilled down her back!
"Y-you can touch it, Rick," she whispered, softly.
He was well on his way to doing it, anyway. While his fingers gathered the entire right nipple into a snug clasp, his other hand came up to repeat the process with her left nipple.
He held both of her plump nipples in his clustered fingers and began to gently, teasingly squeeze the blunt little tips.
Cindy felt her blood racing like wildfire through her veins!
As Rick's timidity melted away, his fingers became more demanding and aggressive. They pawed and groped her tits with shameless curiosity. The more he played with them, the larger and firmer they seemed to grow, especially the nipples. The aureoles turned from amber to a dark pink, elongating out from the round cone-of each breast, and supporting the pointing nipples like coral coins.
In a few seconds more, Rick was stroking her tits almost roughly. Cupping his large hands completely around each ripe breast, he pulled them back and forth, exactly the way a farmboy might try to milk a cow! Instead of hurting her, the massaging pleasure of his boyish fingers made Cindy grow wildly hot, and for the first time that afternoon, she felt a sharp throb run through her pussy!
Cindy rested one arm limply around Rick's neck and shoulder, and he moved ever closer against her, both of his hands still manipulating her swollen tits the way a miser might play with his bags of gold.
"You can kiss them," she whispered, haltingly. "D-do you want to kiss them?"
His voice came back to her in a hoarse rasp. "Naw - I wanta suck 'em!"
Cindy closed her eyes as she felt Rick dip his mouth down to the nearest breast. She gasped softly as his lips covered the amorous nipple, and sucked it high up into his mouth. His tongue wormed hungrily around and around the spongy nub, making it grow longer and harder!
He sucked greedily on one tit while he played with the other one. Then he pulled his mouth wetly away from her right breast and moved to the other one.
Before he stopped, he had sucked both of her tits at least ten minutes, and when he did slip his lips away, finally, from her quivering, glistening nipples, his lust was crackling in his eyes like fire.
"I wanta do that to your pussy, Cindy," he pleaded, nuzzling his mouth into her ear, and holding her with both his arms so that she couldn't possibly escape him. "Let me suck you down there! You'll like it! I know you'll like it!!"
Cindy felt as if every pore in her body was burning!
"M-m-mother might come back!" she managed, weakly.
"To hell with your mother, baby! Lemme suck your cute little cunt! Let me stick my tongue up your hot pussy and eat you until you CUM!"
Her mind blazed with the lewdly whispered words from the boy. She had never in her life heard words like that from Rick! He had always seemed like such a nice boy, and the only time she had been exposed to words like that was when she happened to glance at the walls in the girl's restroom at school!
Before she could argue the matter, Rick had his hand up under her dress and his fingers were forcing their way under the elastic band of her panties.
"N-no, RICK!" she, gasped.
But he was beyond taking no for an answer!
He pushed her gently but firmly back on the bed, and hiked up the front of her dress.
Despite her intention to stop while she could, Cindy felt herself lifting her hips so that Rick could get her panties off more easily!
As he yanked at the silky garment, she felt her vaginal lips swell against the tight nylon crotch band!
The panties came off with a hiss, and Rick dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed. He pushed her legs apart with his elbows and held her thighs open as he nudged his lecherous young mouth right up to her cunt.
"Oh-oh, Rick," she hissed, softly.
His tongue lapped wetly over the outer lips of her pussy, moving the pouting humps gently with the force of his strokes. She could feel the softly-whiskered hairs on her twat being tickled this way and that by the flat of his tongue, and the sudden, maddening joy awakened her to an experience she had never had, and would never forget!
"Yes," she purred, meekly, "yesssss... !"
Her girlish, throaty pleasure made Rick even bolder. He knew now that she was liking what he was doing - and he knew also that he could eat the shit out of her frisky cunt!
He brought his fingertips to the lips of her snatch, and pulled in opposite directions. Her already wet, humid pussy yawned open for him and he pushed his whole tongue deep into the sweet hotness of her.
When he had his tongue well inside of her cunt, he drew his fingers away and slid both of his long arms up over her body so that he could play with her tits again as he sucked her.
Cindy's own mouth parted as Rick's tongue began to gently lap at her. The inner lips of her pussy began to swell and protrude, and each time he rammed his horny tongue a bit deeper than usual into her vagina, her cunt muscles constricted like a vise.
He sucked her for several long minutes, his tongue and lips making obscene slurping noises in the stillness of the bedroom.
Her virginal cunt seemed to both of them like another mouth, a large, toothless, hairy mouth sucking and kissing back around his sixteen-year-old tongue!
In the meantime, his hands stroked and twiddled her tits. He couldn't seem to get enough of playing with her heated globes, and he tweaked her rubid nipples until they were moist at the tips.
The pleasure had been deep and exciting for Cindy, but now a new kind of rapture began to run through her loins. She had never felt so light and libidinous before! Rick's tongue began to feel like a long, slimy snake as it tunneled in and out of her cloying cunt. Then it seemed to grow much larger and firmer - almost like the tongue of an animal, and each time it oiled out between the folds of her smoking pussy she let out a deep gasp of joy.
Rick seemed to know what she needed now, and with the lusty instinct of the male he located her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. He licked the hard love-muscle as if it were a peppermint drop!
"AAAHHH!" Cindy hissed. "AH-AH-HA!!"
She was lost to shame now, and with the mounting need to fulfill every nuance of lust boiling in her body, she raised up on her elbows and grasped Rick's head in her hands. She dug her fingers into his hair and pushed him hard against her foaming cunt.
"Suck me!" she gasped, her tongue wagging out of the corner of her mouth. "Please go faster! Faster! FASTER!!"
Rick's talented young tongue seemed to be battering her clit back and forth, but it was when he brought one of his hands down to her pliant pussy and drove a finger high up into her slit that Cindy reached the climax of her joy.
With a feverish moan of ecstasy, she stuck her legs straight out over Rick's shoulders and spasmed like a whore!
Her cunt seemed to explode with one sprouting convulsion after another.
Rick took advantage of her orgasm by opening his mouth as wide as he could and covering her salacious hole until only a few cuntal hairs were showing.
He sucked her hot juices out with his tongue, licking and lapping at her like a dog until he felt her pussy relaxed and throbbing against his chin.
He stayed down between her legs for a long time, his tongue still moving gently in and out of the frothing lips of her cunt. Once or twice he pulled his lips away just enough to slyly lick the damp, plump mounds of her sex - and to secretly smell of her satisfied pussy. Then he would go back to do some more lazy sucking deep inside of her.
Cindy lay almost in a coma, the numb pleasure of Rick's insatiable tongue stirring the faint lust in her cunt like a spoon. Then she remembered her mother, and sat up quickly on the bed.
She forced Rick to pull his face from between her thighs. He came up with his hair tangled over his forehead, his cheeks flushed, his lips and chin still wet from her wanton flow.
"Lemme fuck you now, Cindy," he whispered, huskily.
Again, the forbidden word came to her ears like a slap. She had never dreamed of hearing Rick say that to her!
He stood up, and she could see the absolutely huge bulge in his pants. His tight jeans could not hide his erection, and his horny, teenaged prick was outlined like a club against his leg.
"Baby, I'm so goddamn hot I can't stand it," he rasped.
He began to unbutton his jeans!
And it was at that exact moment that they both heard the Volkswagen turning into the drive!
"Oh, shit!" Rick muttered. "Your mom is back!"
He had started to button up again, when Cindy surprised even herself by reaching out to stop him.
"Take it out," she whispered, flatly.
Rick looked at her dumbly. "Christ, Cindy, if your Mom catches me - "
"Take it out. I - I want to satisfy you, Rick!"
It was more than he could resist!
He ripped open his fly again, pushed one hand into his shorts, and struggled to get his hard-on free. He had to lift one leg to horse his big cock out, but in a second or two he had it in his hand.
His prick rode out of his open crotch a full seven inches, as rigidly hard as a bar of brass!
Cindy reached up with one hand and clasped his stiffened tool. Her small, white fingers could barely reach around his cock.
Rick trembled with the honed lust of any healthy, adolescent male whose cock is being held by a beautiful young girl.
"S-s-suck it, Cindy it."
The brazen desire to do as she was told raced through her head. As she stared at the pink, spongy head of his prick she wondered how it would taste, how it would feel to have such a thing in her mouth.
But the distant slamming of the car door made her abandon such an immoral idea.
"Then give me a hand-job, damn it!" Rick pleaded.
Instinctively, Cindy began to move her fingers up and down. She could feel the gorged, hot column of Rick's cock pulse with pleasure, and to feed his passionate need even more, she used both hands to jack him off.
"Ah-yeah-oh, shit-YES!" Rick husked, pumping his hips back and forth in a lewd rhythm to her masturbating technique.
His stout, powerful young prick throbbed wildly between her fingers, and the glans turned a very dark purple.
"I - I'm cummin!" he rasped. "Catch it with your panties!"
Cindy let one hand go reluctantly from his stiffened meat and snatched up her crumpled panties. She held the silky garment against the head of his musty cock just seconds before he released his sperm.
His prick shot one hard, hot load of spunk after another into the panties cupped around the tip of his penis. And it was still throbbing and oozing sperm when they heard Cindy's mother coming up the stairs!
Cindy pulled the sopping pair of panties away, and Rick forced his still-swollen, dripping cock back into his jeans.
He gave Cindy one quick, dry kiss before going to the window and crawling out. It would be an easy drop from the small porch to the ground.
Cindy barely had time to stuff the sloppy panties into a drawer and get her blouse buttoned before her mom was knocking on the door.
"Honey? Are you in there?"
"Yes, Mom!"
When Cindy opened the door, her mother gave her a curious look, then glanced around the room.
"You looked flushed, dear," Mrs. Roberts said, putting her hand to daughter's brow. "You're not coming down with a fever right before we leave for vacation, are you?"
Cindy blinked. "No, mother. I'm fine now."
Her mom waited just a heartbeat, then shrugged. "Well, I want you to start getting your things together. Your father wants to leave bright and early in the morning, and you know how he hates to be kept waiting."
"Yes, mother."
When her mom was finally gone, Cindy went to the bureau and got the panties out again. She held them in her hand for a long time, then put them to her nose.
The odor of the still-hot, healthy sperm from Rick's horny young balls filled her nostrils. It made her wonder all over again how it would have been if she had been holding his big prick in her mouth when he shot off like that!
Chapter Two
Cindy looked dreamily out the back window of the large trailer as the car pulled it higher into the mountains. .
She was alone in the trailer, with her mom and dad up front in the car. For the past hour she had been re-living the exciting scene with Rick in her bedroom and the memories had made her cunt grow itchy and hot. So hot that she could feel the pouting hump of her Venus mount swollen and damp in her panties.
She wished Rick were there right now to eat her again!
Dragging her eyes away from the window, she sat back on the small trailer sofa in her cut-offs and halter and sighed.
The itch had grown so much stronger between her legs that she could barely stand it, particularly since the thought had come into her head about what Rick really wanted to do with her. She could almost see his sullen, boyish face staring down at her through his tangle of dark hair: Lemme fuck you now, Cindy!
Rick had husked that at her, with his prick so strong and hard in his jeans that it was almost bursting out!
Cindy grinned, the corners of her mouth turning up in sly little cupid bows. She tried to imagine what it would be like to be going up in the mountains with Rick instead of with her boring parents!
The itch deepened, stinging the rim of her cunt like blister bugs!
And then the most wicked thought of all popped into her head like a little devil with a pitchfork.
She could fuck herself - and pretend it was rick!
With her blood racing, she climbed off the sofa and searched the trailer for something that might be the same size and length of Rick's wonderful big cock. But she could find nothing bigger and better than a damned toothbrush.
And then she went to the small refrigerator in the compact kitchen.
Her mom had bought a package of those large-sized weiners. Cindy's heart did a wanton flip-flop at the sight of the firm, cylindrical sausages which looked so much like fat, short pricks! She opened the package and got one out, and then she spied something even better. Directly behind the weiners was one of those large, long green cucumbers!
She took both of the cunt-toys back to the sofa with her. She let them warm up a little in the spot of sunlight coming through the tiny window while she slipped down her cut-offs and panties. She sat with her creamy young legs sprawled apart, rubbing the mossy lips of her pussy with the palm of her hand until her vagina was throbbing gently with need.
Then she picked up the plump weiner, holding it on one end with just her fingertips. Slowly, carefully, she nudged the improbable diido just between the folds of her spicy slit.
It looked so funny there that she smiled, but it also felt very good as it crowded the velvet soft lips of her cunt outward. She pushed it a bit deeper, loving the way the smooth skin of the wiener felt like what she imagined Rick's cock would be like.
She inched it almost out of sight in her gulping little twat, until only the little dog ears of twisted brown weiner-skin peeped like a bow from the cleft of her sex.
Her pussy throbbed pleasantly!
"There's nothing to be afraid of," she whispered to herself, grinning brazenly. "Ill bet Rick's thing would have felt just wonderful. It's certainly bigger and longer!"
Then she pinched her fingers around the end of the wiener and gently slid it back and forth between the moist folds of her cunt. It felt so deliciously good that she closed her eyes and worked the little sausage in and out with a slow, deliberate seesawing of her hand.
Her pussy constricted and expanded by turns as the fat wiener pleasured her.
When she finally pulled the hot dog out of her snatch, it was sticky and glistening with her juices.
Time for bigger and better imitation pricks!
She took the huge cucumber and tried to force it into the same tight hole where the wiener had slipped so easily.
The green monster refused to be swallowed in her tender, dripping twat. But she pushed and nudged it along until she had half of it lodged snugly up her gap. She let go of it, and it stayed in place, sticking half in and half out of her ovaled little pussy like the thumb of the jolly green giant!
Cindy couldn't begin to describe how wildly lustful she felt with her cunt stuffed like that and it made her half angry with herself that she hadn't let poor Rick give her the real thing a long time ago!
With the cucumber solidly crammed up her hole, she touched all around the puffed Ups of her pussy with just her fingertips. The sensation was delicious!
She could feel her tits swollen beneath her thin halter, her nipples sticking out like little pink corks, stiffened paps mad to be sucked.
"Oh, Rick," she breathed, saying the words as if it was his large cock stuck up between her legs, "please fuck me ... please put it in all the way ... fuck me .. . and cum in my pussy the way you did in my panties!!"
Her naughty, husky whisperings were turnin:: her on. With a kittenish moan, she grabbed the big cucumber and began to move it like a giant penis deeper into her quim. By carefully pressuring the vegetable, she could burrow it almost out of sight up her cunt, and the clasping, wet walls of her purring pussy absorbed it with mad throbs of passion!
At first she continued to think only of Rick, keeping her eyes closed and imagining his good-looking young face grinning down at her as his horsy cock massaged the depths of her cunt.
And then another face leaped into her mind - this time it wasn't Rick, at all. It was the boy who sat to her right in English class in school. His name was Joe Phillips, and he always wore T-shirts to show off his muscles ... a blonde, sexy boy who more than once she had caught staring at her tits.
She grinned lewdly to herself, and pretended it was Joe's prick that was fucking her now!
It became a little game, a shameless game to be sure, but the kind of game any female feels like playing when only she and her cunt are involved!
Joe Phillips changed into Greg Howard, a younger boy who lived up the block. Then Greg faded into Tim Horton, a really handsome boy she had met once at a party, and who had insulted her by getting her to one side and asking her if she liked to go further than just kissing. And then her mind really went wild!
As she pumped her itching, quivering pussy with the large cucumber, she thought of every male she could -her history teacher, the man who ran the drug store on the corner, the young postman who always grinned at her, the delivery boy who always gave fees a hopeful wink when he brought the groceries.
And then, like some wicked little whore in a harem, she thought of her own daddy!
It was so madly wrong and sluttish to even imagine her father sticking his cock into her budding young cunt that she kept the sinful image in her mind right up to her climax.
With a throaty maon, she pushed the green thing as far up her gulping pussy as possible, working it back and forth with greedy strokes as her spasms came one-two-three at a time!
Her vaginal muscles clamped tightly around the smooth, hard, unyielding cucumber as her juices spritzed madly against it. She had never had such a deep, complete orgasm in her life!
When it was over, the bottom rim of her cunt was trickling the salty liquids of her pleasure down into the crease of her slim, girlish ass, making her feel lazy and satisfied once again....
It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon when Cindy finally felt the trailer lurch to a halt.
She peeked out the back window to see a thick cluster of aspen trees in the foreground and the rising mountains in the distance beyond.
They had arrived!
When she piled out of the trailer, her father was loosening the hitch, and Cindy felt a little pang of guilt on seeing her dad. God, she was glad he couldn't read her mind!
Her father, Jess Roberts, was only thirty-five, but to Cindy he seemed ancient. And now in the sparkling, cool air of the mountains she put her erotic images of him completely out of her mind. She told herself that she didn't want to think of anybody this whole summer but Rick - and that when they returned, she would let Rick do what he wanted with her.
"Cindy," her dad called, "you can start putting some stuff in the cabin!"
Her mom came around the corner of the car at the same time, and gave her some more commands.
With a pouting grunt, Cindy obeyed her parents.
The trailer, as always, was to serve as a kind of storage place for the things they might or might not need in the large cabin perched right at the end of the mountain trail that led up to some of the scenic views. They always rented the same cabin, and Cindy could barely remember when they hadn't come there for their vacations. Her mom loved the mountains because of the quiet, and her dad loved the streams around there because they were packed solid with fish.
"Wonder who our neighbors are?" Mrs. Roberts said to her husband, glancing over his hard-working shoulders to the other large cabin only a few dozen feet away.
"I don't know, Mary," Jess Roberts grunted, "but I sure hope to hell it's not that couple from Iowa again. All that mealy-mouthed old bitch wanted to do last summer was rope us into playing bridge."
Mary smiled. "They were nice, though, but it isn't them. The car has a California license tag."
Cindy was looking, too, when the door of the other dabin opened and a boy of about seventeen came strolling out. He was tall and cute, and he had on jeans, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat.
"Somebody for you," Mary grinned, glancing at Cindy, "but I wouldn't let Rick know. He'd be jealous."
"Oh, mother," Cindy breathed.
"Hey," her father whistled, softly, "looks like somebody for me, too."
Cindy and her mother looked again, in time to see a girl of about sixteen following the boy out the door. Both of them were blondes, and obviously brother and sister.
"Shame on you, Jess," Mary snapped, smiling confidently, "that girl is young enough to be your own daughter."
Jess grinned. "Can't put you in jail for what you're thinking, honey."
Cindy had barely given the girl a look. Instead, her eyes were riveted to the boy. He was so tall and good-looking that her heart had begun to thump swiftly!
"Can we meet them, mom?" Cindy asked.
"Maybe after supper, dear."
Cindy made another pouting face, but when her mom wasn't looking she gave a long glance in the direction of the boy and girl. The boy saw her, and waved. Cindy grinned and waved back.
Her father caught the innocent exchange, and chuckled. "You better watch that friendly attitude of yours, honey. You never know what a boy like that has on his mind."
She knew what she hoped he had on his mind!
After they had got the cabin into shape, and her mother had cooked a good dinner for them to eat, Cindy wandered out into the gathering twilight. The excuse she used was to look at the sunset behind the mountain peaks, but she caught the casual grin her father gave her, and smiled back at him.
Outside the cabin, Cindy made straight for the neutral ground between the two cabins. There was a stump conveniently placed there, and she propped herself on it, pretending to look at the romantic sunset.
It was almost as if the boy in the next cabin had been waiting for her, because almost immediately he came out of the door and strolled toward her.
Cindy felt a little beating patter in her breast as the tall, good-looking youth approached.
"Hi," he said, his voice low and husky, much lower, she realized, than Rick's.
"Oh, hi," she trilled, turning in profile so that he wouldn't be able to miss the ambitious jut of her budding breasts under the halter. "I guess we're neighbors, aren't we?"
The boy grinned, and Cindy felt another small ripple of delight at how straight and strong his perfect teeth were. He had dimples in his chin, too, and his thick blonde hair was longish, almost hippie-length around his neck.
"We sure picked the right cabin this summer," the boy said. "I'm Mickey Parton." "I'm Cindy Roberts." They shook hands almost formally, but Cindy thought she felt the tiniest bit of extra squeezing from his thick, tanned fingers.
The boy squatted down beside her, and she saw his flickering glance at her tits before he looked at her again with a smile.
"Say, you ever do any surfing?" "No," she breathed.
He grinned. "You should. Ill bet you'd knock 'em dead on the beach. We've got some free beaches in California, you'd sure knock 'em dead there."
"Free beaches?"
"Yeah, No clothes. Everybody goes buck naked."
She flushed a bit despite herself, and that caused Mickey Parton's grin to widen, dimples and all.
"What are you, Cindy?" he asked, huskily.
"About fifteen?"
"Fourteen," she blurted. Then she hated herself for being so dumb and honest.
He chuckled. "You could pass for older. My sis is sixteen, and I'm seventeen. You with your folks, I guess."
"Yes."
"My mom is dead," Mickey said, casually. "She died when I was twelve, so Sis and I and Dad have sort of batched it ever since. We like it that way. Sis does the cooking."
At that point the conversation seemed to die, but Cindy was aware of the boys eyes going over her as if she were some curious work of art.
"Hey - uh - would you like to walk up the trail a little ways, Cindy?"
She swallowed hard. "I don't think I should. Mom will - "
"Aw, c'mon, she won't care. It won't be good and dark for another half hour. C'mon, I'll bet you've never seen Moon Ridge, have you?"
She had seen Moon Ridge a thousand times. All it was to her was a jagged bit of rock sticking out against the sky. But she didn't blink an eye as she said, "Moon Ridge. What's that?"
"C'mon, we can make it in time for the real sunset."
It seemed very natural for her to let the older boy take her hand and literally pull her up from the stump!
They walked quickly up the trail and into the trees, well out of sight from either of the two cabins.
The second they were alone, Mickey Parton squeezed her hand. And then she felt one of his fingers scratching at her palm. She didn't know what that meant, except that it was a pleasant feeling, and so she didn't jerk her hand away.
He stopped, and put one hand on her waist. His finger was still moving slowly and deliberately against her palm.
He grinned at her, and winked. "Ill bet you don't even know what that means," he breathed, softly.
"You mean scratching my palm?"
"Yeah."
"I - of course I know what it means."
"You've - uh - -had a boy do that to you before?"
"Rick has."
His grin froze, then warmed again. "Yeah, I guess a pretty girl like you would have a stud boyfriend. I'm sure glad he didn't tag along with you this summer."
She was glad, too, but she didn't dare let her expression show it!
They walked on, still hand in hand. Cindy felt so small and warm walking beside the tall, muscular boy, and when the memory of what she had done to herself with the big cucumber came into her mind, she giggled.
"Something wrong?"
"I was just thinking about something," she managed.
"Something about that damn Rick?" he said, almost sullenly.
She squeezed his hand. "Oh, no. Rick seems like he's a thousand miles away."
He stopped again, and this time his hand went all the way around her waist. He waited a second to see if she would object to that, and when she didn't, he pulled her snugly up against his body.
He bent her head back a little, then kissed her full on the mouth.
Cindy could feel her firming young tits pressing like small balloons against the lower part of his chest. She didn't intend to do anything but let him kiss her, but almost instinctively she pushed her tongue against his teeth, and he opened his mouth to let her slide all the way in.
He caught her smaller tongue with his own, and sucked her gently, pulling her tighter against him by placing one hand over her trim buttocks.
She felt a hotness trickling through her loins - a quick, sultry hotness that almost frightened her!
He released her lips after a moment, and pulled back with an arrogant grin. "Hey, that boyfriend of yours sure must like to kiss. Somebody sure as hell taught you how to do it early!"
He pulled her into his body again, this time bending her back even further and clamping his strong young mouth firmly over hers. This time his tongue stabbed deep into her throat, and she felt a winnowing thrill go through her as his warm mouth seemed to blend lustily with her own.
"CINNNN-DY! HEY, WHERE ARE YOU, BABE!!"
It was her father's voice, and the sound of it made them break away from each other with a jerk.
"Damn it, I'll bet that's your old man," Mickey husked.
"Y-yes, I'll have to go."
The boy circled his arms hungrily around her waist again. "Just one more little kiss, honey," he whispered hoarsely.
Cindy let him hold her tight, and when he gently forced her legs apart with his knee, she responded almost wantonly.
She felt it, then - that long, hard bulge in his pants. His prick was even larger than Rick's, and feeling it press like a big club against her thigh sent a shiver of excitement through her loins!
"CINDY! DAMN IT, WHERE ARE YOU!!?"
They parted again, even more reluctantly, and this time Cindy's eyes dropped to the protruding erection of Mickey Parton's pants.
He grinned slackly, and lowered his voice to a sexy, impatient whisper. "You ever been balled, Cindy?" he asked.
When she had found her breath, her heart was thumping in her throat like a tom-tom. "I - I - "
Her father's voice was just around the bend in the trail!
Mickey Parton licked his lips quickly, giving a quick glance in the direction of her father's approach.
"Tell you what, Cindy," the boy whispered hastily. "Why don't you plan to go riding with Sis and me tomorrow morning. I'd sure like to get to know you better."
"O-okay."
Mickey started away, then paused, looking back with a worried, lusty look on his face. "Don't tell your dad I asked you, will you? It'd be my damn ass, honey!"
Then he disappeared through the dark trees just as her father came tramping around the bend.
"Hey, there you are. Where the devil have you decided to hike off to?"
She turned to her father with a nervous smile. "I - I just wanted to see Moon Ridge again, daddy," she breathed.
"Well, next time ask me to come along, baby. A little gal like you could run into anything up in these spooky mountains!"
Chapter Three
Cindy was up bright and early the following morning, even before her mom was. But you had to be pretty early to beat her father, and as Cindy pattered in her bare feet toward the kitchen she could hear the water running in the shower.
The cabin was small, but despite its size you always had the feeling of lots of space, particularly since the sleeping area was shut off from the rest of the cabin by a mock wall.
Cindy poured herself a glass of orange juice, and she stood slowly sipping it and listening to the shower water rushing merrily against the ceramic walls of the stall.
She knew her father was in there. Naked.
What gave her the first impulse to take a peek at her dad was never clear in Cindy's mind. She only knew it would be a harmless thing to do, a kind of children's game of 'I spy!'
She checked first to make sure her mom was still curled up asleep in her bed, and then she tiptoed quietly to the small bathroom. The shower water became louder as she approached, and her heart began to beat furiously.
She stood outside the cracked door for several long seconds before she got up the nerve to peek, and even then she only edged her eyes the smallest bit around the curve of the door.
What she saw was well worth her curiosity.
Her father was standing in the open shower with his back to her, scrubbing his shoulders with a brush.
Cindy ran her eyes eagerly up and down the naked body, resting with growing interest on his square, strong buttocks. An odd thrill rippled through her blood at the sight of that masculine ass!
Her dad turned slowly, swinging the brush under his arms and across his chest. She got a view of the dark curls of hair in his armpits, the crisp patch of hair between his leg, the lean and heavily muscled stomach.
But it was his big prick that captivated Cindy's real interest!
She stared at the large, long penis hanging down like a thick club over his formidable balls. She had only seen one cock before - Rick's hard tool - but she knew without experience that her dad's prick was much larger, much longer, much thicker than Rick's. It was a man-sized thing, hairy, brown, veined.
Cindy stepped back with her heart pounding with excitement, then stumbled back to her orange juice in the kitchen!
She was still nervous when it was time for breakfast, and even her mom noticed how her fingers trembled as she picked at her egg.
"Cindy," her mother sighed, "If you're going to be all that upset about riding a horse, I suggest you tell those young people in the next cabin that you've changed your - "
"Oh, no, mom. I do want to go riding."
"Well... I just hope the horse isn't a fidgity as you are."
Her father grinned at her, melting her thighs, and they melted even more when he reached over and patted her leg with one big hand. "You're just a little filly yourself, honey," he said, grinning.
After breakfast, dressing in her riding clothes, Cindy met Mickey Parton and his sister in front of their cabin. Mr. Parton was lounging in the cabin door, a tall man with hard eyes, a dark shock of thick black hair, and the widest shoulders Cindy had ever seen.
"Hi, Cindy. Meet my dad. And my sis."
Vona Parton was very pretty, and she gave Cindy a pleasant smile from under her great sweep of golden-blonde hair.
Cindy grinned back, then glanced at the tall man in the doorway. "Nice to know you, Mr. Parton."
He grinned slackly at her, and she saw the same dimples in his chin that his son had. "Just call me Tom, honey," the man said, his voice disturbingly low and husky.
Cindy grinned again, and then allowed Mickey to help her up on the gentle horse he had rented for her.
They rode up the trail, Cindy and Vona in front and Mickey coming along behind.
"Are we going to Blue Mound?" Cindy called back over her shoulder.
"Naw," Mickey responded, "let's go to Deep Meadows. Know where it is?"
"No."
"Show her, Vona."
Vona Parton suddenly galloped her horse forward, and it was all Cindy could manage to keep up with her!
When they reached the shady, grassy knoll high up behind Blue Mound, Cindy decided it was the most beautiful place she'd ever seen. The thick grass was like a mossy blanket.
Mickey came up on his horse and smiled down at the way both Cindy and his sister were rollowing playfully in the thick carpet of vegetation.
"This used to be an indian lookout," Mickey said. "You can see in all directions, which means not a thing can sneak up on you."
Then the handsome, muscular boy dismounted and tied all three horses to a weather-blasted old tree. He strolled back to the girls and sat down with both his legs sprawled out in front of him.
"Hey, Cindy, now we can finish those kissing lessons we started last night," Mickey said, casually.
Cindy blushed and glanced quickly at Vona. But the girl simply smiled at her and winked.
"Don't tell me you're shy just because my sis is along," the boy drawled, grinning. "C'mon, sis, let's show her how to break the damn ice!"
Cindy stared with an open mouth as the lovely, teenaged girl went almost automatically into her borther's arms. He curled his strong arms around her back and pulled her up to his mouth. They kissed for several long minutes, and Cindy could tell perfectly well that Mickey was getting his tongue very deep into his sister's throat.
When they came up for air, Vona's cheeks were flushed and hot, and there was a lusty need crackling in her blue eyes.
"Well, well," Mickey breathed, patting his sister's thigh with one hand, "I do believe my baby sis is all hot and bothered again." He glanced at Cindy. "She always gets her ovaries heated when I kiss her like that."
Vona's voice came up from her throat like a thin rasp of expectant pleasure. "And you know what you always do about it, too, Mickey!"
"Yeah, sure do." Then he looked at Cindy again. "Want me to show you how I cool Vona off, Cindy?"
"I-I guess so!"
Cindy felt a hot rush of her own growing excitement as Mickey picked up one of his sister's small hands and placed it lewdly over his crotch.
And instead of snatching her hand back, the girl began to rub her brother's growing lump.
The more Vona rubbed the closed fly of Mickey's jeans, the larger and stronger the bulge grew.
"Take it out, baby," Mickey husked at his sister. Cindy couldn't believe what they were doing in broad daylight!
Vona expertly picked the metal buttons open on her brother's fly, then dug her fingers deep into his jeans and slowly pulled out his hot, stiffened prick!
It was the most beautiful of the three cocks Cindy had seen in her life! A perfectly formed column of white, hard flesh, capped by a ridged helmet of pinker flesh. There was one huge vein traversing the side of the long peter, and the whole penis stood up out of his jeans so stiff and straight that it seemed made of marble!
Mickey had been watching Cindy all the time, and he grinned even more lecherously as he watched her eyes drink in the size and shape of his healthy young tool.
"C'mon, sis, show old Cindy how much you like your lollipops!"
With a faint moan, Vona Parton leaned her parted mouth low over her brother's relaxed hips and took the head of his horny cock into her mouth. She sucked it gently for a few long seconds, then drew her lips away, leaving the pleasured prick-head glistening wetly.
Mickey winked at Cindy. "Wanta learn a new land of kissing lesson, baby? You saw how much Vona likes it."
Cindy was too weak to move!
Mickey interpreted her inability to move as a sign of shyness, and he decided that maybe Cindy needed a little better demonstration of how a girl close to her own age could have her fun with a rod the size of his.
"Let's fuck a little while, sis," he husked.
Once again, as if she had been taught the delights of her brother's body a long time ago, Vona eagerly sat back on her hips and raked off iier panties.
"Hell," Mickey drawled, softly, "take everything off. Nobody is gonna see us up here!"
To Cindy's wildly beating heart and her staring eyes, the teenaged couple simply stripped in front of her!
Cindy couldn't take her eyes off Mickey's body as it was revealed with each discarded piece of clothing. He was tanned all over except for a very small stripe of white around his thighs. The golden hairs on his legs and the sprikle of hairs on his chest had been burned almost white by the California sun. Only the bristle of hair around the root of his prick was still dark and honey-colored.
Then Cindy glanced at Vona Parton, and gasped with envy!
The girl was very well endowed for her age. Her tits were full and pointing, the nipples much larger and thicker than Cindy's, as if they might have been sucked daily for a long time!
Vona was tanned, too, but all over. Even the golden ringlets around her plump, pouting pussy were the same crispy yellow-white as the hair on her brother's legs.
Vona lay back deep into the mossy grass, and opened her legs almost casually.
Mickey got on his knees between his sister's legs and stroked his large prick with one hand as Cindy watched. But before he touched Vona, he looked over at Cindy and gave her a sexy smile.
"Vona loves getting fucked," he said, flatly. "She says she's damned lucky-to have a brother like me to take care of that itch."
Cindy felt a prickle of even greater envy when she saw Mickey lean over his sister and part the pliant lips of her deeply-elefted cunt with the tips of his fingers. Then, without a single twitch of protest from Vona, the boy slowly nudged the head of his large cock into the sappy hotness of her.
Cindy watched the hard cylinder of flesh inching in, the tender outer folds of the girl's sluttish pussy expanding like a toothless mouth to take as much as possible.
As the stout prick burrowed deeper into the hair-rimmed gash, Vona moaned and lifted her legs up and over her brother's back!
Cindy gasped again softly as she got a blinding view of Mickey's bare, strong buttocks. He was leaner and younger than her father, but the sight of his nude ass curving like globes together reminded her of what she had seen that morning in the shower, and for a moment or two she imagined that it actually was her daddy on his hands and knees with his huge cock buried to the balls in the young girl's pussy!
Mickey leaned his mouth down again and gave Vona a long, hot kiss. Her swollen tits pressed up against his chest, the nipples bending only slightly on contact with his body.
Then Vona brought both of her hands up and dug her fingers into her brother's biceps, kissing back at him so hard that Cindy could see the girl's cheeks indenting!
One of the horses neighed gently, and Cindy glanced over to see another fascinating sight. The stallion was watching Vona and Mickey, and the gigantic horse-cock was distending quickly between the animal's legs------Cindy felt a salacious twitch run through her tight young pussy at the sight of the fourteen-inch prick swinging heavily between the stallion's legs!
Mickey was already fucking his sister when Cindy looked back at them. He wasn't screwing her fast, just moving his lean buttocks up and down in a lazy kind of rhythm.
Cindy watched the muscles bunch in Mickey's butt on each stroke, and she smiled at the way his asshole seemed to open and close each time he thrust his cock into her slit.
Cindy's own pussy yawned open wetly in her panties, and to quiet the suddenly demanding itch she felt between her legs, she reached her hand down and rubbed her twat.
The shock of seeing brother and sister fucking naked on the grass quickly faded from Cindy's mind, and she crawled a bit closer for a better look.
She could hear the heavy breathing of both of them, and in the deep silence of the mountain she could even hear the liquid squishing noises as Mickey's oversized penis oiled in and out of his sister's snatch.
Cindy moved up right behind the boy's pumping ass, watching with a dry throat as his smooth, brown balls slapped obscenely against the lifted crack of Vona's buttocks.
Cindy wanted to touch his balls, to play with them while he screwed!
It took her a long time to work up the nerve to put her desire into action, but when she finally heard the hoarse panting of Vona she took a chance and reached out one trembling hand. She touched one of Mickey's firm, warm balls, squeezing it as it moved in mindless rhythm up and down outside of Vona's foaming cunt.
Then she touched the other ball, then used both hands to toy and squeeze them while he fucked.
She softly grinned as she thought of her father's big nuts, and wondered how he would like to have her playing with them!
Suddenly, Vona let out a low, gurgling cry of pleasure. "F-f-fuck me!!" she gasped, clinging with her legs to her brother's strong back and digging her fingernails out of sight into his arms. "FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUMMMMMmmmmm!!''
Mickey's ass tensed as he began a series of powerful thrusts, driving his gorged cock hair-deep into his sister's demanding hole.
Cindy continued to massage his lust-bag until Vona climaxed, her cunt exploding with rapture until the hot juices of her pleasure spilled wetly and warmly down into the crack of her buttocks.
Mickey kept fucking her, ramming his gleaming prick in and out of the slavering folds of her satisfied pussy until her legs slid lazily off of his back. Then he pulled his brawny young prick out of the slimy channel and turned to Cindy. He was still on his knees, and his cock stuck out from between his legs like the biggest brown cucumber in the world!
"Suck it," he whispered to Cindy. "Get your first taste of real stud-meat!"
Cindy remember how Rick had tried to make her do the same thing - and how later she wished she had!
While Vona still lay on the ground with her eyes covered with one arm and her ravished cunt pulled open and frothing, Cindy leaned forward on her elbows and put her lips right up to the musky, blunt head of Mickey's prick. She could feel mad ripples of forbidden lust running through her body as she caught the forceful smell of both Vona's juices and the hotter odor of the male in heat.
"Suck it, you little bitch!" Mickey growled, reaching out and clasping one hand at the nape of Cindy's neck. "EAT ME OFF!!"
She knew now that if Rick had made the same sadistic demand of her, she would have surrendered to him!
With a purring moan she ovaled her lips around the large head of the boy's rigid tool, sucking the strange, hot meat high up against the roof of her mouth.
Her tongue instinctively began to worm in circles around the slick knob of his glans, lapping and licking his arrogant cock for all she was worth!
"Yeah," he husked above her, "yeah, that's a good girl! Suck it, suck it!"
He forced her head farther down on the hard column of his prick, and she felt the first delicious thrill of having a big penis riding into her throat.
Tears came to her eyes as she gagged helplessly on the formidable rod, but he held her to the job of eating him, and helped it along by slowly beginning to pump her massaging throat with quick strokes of his butt.
Cindy remembered his balls, and snaked both of her hands up under the root of his cock until she found them. She cupped both of his firm testicles in her fingers, lightly squeezing them as she gobbled his throbbing meat.
"Play with 'em," he whispered, hoarsely. "I wanta cum in your mouth while you squeeze my nuts!"
She knew now why he liked to talk crudely. It excited him more. Each time he husked a dirty word down to her, his big penis vibrated in her mouth!
With wanton need now, Cindy rode her pretty, fourteen-year-old lips all the way down the length of his prick, going down on him so far that his tuft of pubic hair tickled her nose.
He could take only a minute or two more of having his oversized prod so deliciously sucked, and then his balk grew hard and hot in her hands.
"Take it, baby!" he grunted, using both his hands to hold her head like a football as he literally forced her mouth to slide up and down on his lust-maddened cock. "AH-ARRRGGG!!"
Cindy felt something roar through the column of flesh she was so hungrily sucking!
Her cheeks bloated out three times as the furiously ejaculated sperm bolted like lava down her throat!
His fishy spunk filled her mouth as well, bubbling out the corners of her lips and down her chin. She had to grab the base of his violently discharging prick and hold it like a Roman candle until he had completed his climax!
Only when the last drop of his horny gism had oozed out on her tongue did he pull his swollen penis from between her reluctant lips.
The big cock began to soften and hang between his legs like a limp fish. But it was still sticky and wet - and he only grinned sheepishly as Cindy took it into her mouth again and lovingly cleaned every inch of it with her sly tongue.
"Man, you're gonna make one helluva cock-sucker before you're fifteen," he grunted, casually. "And you can practice on me all summer!"
Cindy released his beautiful cock and sat up. Her cheeks were burning hot, but not as hot as the pubescent circle of her young cunt.
She took a deep, ragged breath. "I - I want you to teach me how to fuck" she whispered, helplessly.
Mickey grinned at her. "Sure I will, sweetie, maybe tomorrow. I'm fucked and sucked out right now."
"Please," she breathed harshly, "fuck me nowl" Mickey sighed, glancing back at his sister who was still sprawled in contentment on the grass.
Then he idly scratched his chest and glanced back at Cindy.
"Tell you what, baby. I'll eat you today and fuck you tomorrow."
He took her behind a few trees not far from the grassy knoll where she had sucked him off. Then he pulled her panties down to her ankles and made her lean back against the tree while he positioned his head up between her willing, quivering legs.
The instant he inserted his tongue into her cunt, she moaned and dug her fingers into his shoulders.
He brought his mouth away from her voluptuous pussy with a smacking sound, and grinned up at her.
"Jesus, you're really hot, aren't you?"
"E-e-eat me!" she hissed.
He put his tongue back into her blazing snatch and began to suck her with lecherous strokes.
In only seconds her cunt became a sleekly cushioned mouth of hist, nipping and cloying around his demanding tongue, and her passion rose in a torrent of moans and gasps.
She spasmed so hard against his lips and chin that he grunted with joy and licked her shameless little pussy as dry as a desert well!
Chapter Four
Cindy woke up the next morning with a start.
Her mom was shaking her shoulder, and when Cindy blinked open her eyes, and saw that her mother was fully dressed in hiking clothes, with a straw bonnet tied on her head.
"Are you sure you don't want to go on the Wild Flower Walk with me, dear?" her mother trilled.
"Huh? What?"
"The Flower Walk, honey. You know I take it every year with some of the ladies down at the resort lodge. You're welcome to come, even though you said last night you didn't want to."
"I uh, still don't want to mom. I'm sleepy."
Her mother shrugged. "Well, I'm off. Mrs. Hill is picking me up down at the highway. You be a good girl and don't disturb your father. He's sleeping in the trailer."
"The trailer? How come?"
Mrs. Roberts smiled. "You know how he can snore. He really got on a jag last night, so I made him move out there."
Cindy didn't answer, but snuggled back into her pillow as if she was just dying to sleep some more.
Then she waited until she heard her mom go out the cabin door before raising her head up like an impish judy-in-the-box!
She hopped out of bed and ran to the cabin window, just in time to see her mother disappearing down the dirt road which led to the highway.
Cindy felt a wild flutter in her breast as she raced out of her pajamas and into her cut-offs and halter. And on her way through the small living room of the cabin she glanced at the clock. It was still early, only six in the morning, and that meant the Partons would still be very much asleep. And so would her daddy!
She slipped out of the cabin and walked briskly to the trailer. She tried the door quietly, and found she was in luck. Her dad had not locked it!
She stepped into the trailer as quiet as a mouse, then shut the door behind her, softly snapping the lock from the inside.
The large trailer was quiet, but she could hear the measured snoring of her father even before she saw him. The bed was one of those pull-out deals at the back, and she peeked around the built-in kitchen cabinet she got a wildly exciting glimpse of something she had been wanting to see for some time.
Her daddy had a big hard-on!
With her pulse pounding like a rabbit's, Cindy sneaked up past the kitchen and stood right at the foot of the bed. She drank in the sight of the adult male, a sight which sent small titillations of delight through her loins.
Her father was buck-naked, except for the pair of boxer shorts he wore for sleeping. He was lying half on his side, with one strong arm cupped under his head, and one of his legs was pulled up as if he had been trying to run in his dreams.
But it was none of that which riveted Cindy's eyes as much as the lewd bulge in his shorts. She could see his large, long prick perfectly outlined in the tightly stretched underwear.
His cock looked absolutely enormous to her, much bigger than Rick's and Mickey's!
She stood there with every fiber of her youthful brain telling her that she should leave - that if her daddy woke up and found her staring at his half-naked body, he might become very angry.
But she didn't leave. She couldn't!
The demanding twitch that was already heating her pussy seemed to take possession of her like a drug, and without even thinking she felt her palmed hand rubbing her witchy little snatch through the thin cloth of her cut-offs.
She knew then, without the slightest doubt, that she was strongly attracted to her own father's mature male body, and that she had to feel of his strapping big prick or die!
With her throbbing cunt oozing damply, she leaned far over the foot of the bed and looked at the buttons of his shorts. One button was already open, and that left only two to go!
With the the slyness of a vixen in heat, she reached down and gently worked one of the buttons open. The top of the shorts sprang quietly apart, revealing the beginning of the dark hairs that grew in a shaggy tuft down the stomach to his cock.
She waited, her heart thimping, to see if she had disturbed him.
Her dad still slept, his soft snores coming in even, rhythmic sighs.
Then she worked on the last button, easing it through the cloth hole as delicately as a brain surgeon might make a move with his knife.
The front of the shorts yawned back, and she stared with greedy curiosity at the shag of thick hair growing at the very root of his fully erected prick. She could see his pubic whiskers, but not the thing they decorated.
And she wanted to see his cock!
She was still half-leaning over the bed, trying to decide how best to approach such a wanton act, when her dad suddenly helped her out. With a sleepy groan, he rolled over on his back, and to her carnal joy, his hard-on plopped out of the front of his shorts in all its masculine glory!
Cindy held her breath as she looked at the size of the large penis. It was standing almost straight up between his legs, and from the base to the tip it was all of nine generous inches!
The whole column of her father's marvelously long, thick tool was exciting enough in itself, with the blue veins worming up the sides, but it was the head of his cock that sent the most lascivious shudder of joy through her young body.
The glans of her dad's horsy prick was the sizi of a small cooking apple, strongly ridged and perfectly formed, just the kind of cock-head that her talented little tongue would love to lick!
His balls were still sheathed in the bottom part of the shorts, but she had seen them in the shower, and she knew that the rounded lumps were every bit the match for the huge peter they supported.
She waited until she was positive that his snoring was even again, and then she made a move that sent a prickling of goosebumps down her thighs. Instead of touching his gorged rod with her hand, she bent down like some cute little puppet and brought her lips within a half-inch of the underside of his glans.
Then, slowly and gently, she rolled out her tongue until the tip was touching the dry, curving ridge of the beautiful prick-head ... and then she licked it.
Quickly and fearfully she pulled her wet tongue away, and waited.
Nothing at all happened. Her father continued to snore, and his stone-stiff prick still stood up at attention
Feeling a bit bolder, she leaned back down, and this time she rolled her tongue out all the way, placing the flat side of it squarely against the snub-nosed glans.
She licked hungrily, moving the stiff pole of his prick a little to one side, then the other. She loved the meaty taste and smell of him, and she couldn't resist simply pushing her wanton tongue all the way out to the root and lapping for a few delicious seconds up and down the rigid column.
Her father groaned in his sleep and smacked his lips.
She pulled back, waiting.
She grinned as she viewed her handiwork. His oversized cock seemed much stiffer now, and she could see the trails of her warm slaverings glistening here and there on his forbidden flesh!
Still without daring to actually take his lusty prod in her hands, she bent low again and this time ovaled her lips completely over the spongy head. It filled her mouth like an egg, and she sucked greedily away, using her tongue like a furry little brush to cover every inch of his bloated glans.
She still had her mouth over the top of his prick, her tongue worming wetly, when she looked up out of the corners of her eyes at her father's face.
She sprang back, causing his lustfully hard cock to wag to one side, then come back to stiff, vertical position.
Cindy thought she would die right there! Her face flushed a dark, helpless pink and her legs turned to water!
But her dad only grinned - one of those slow, slack grins that he used to give her when she crawled up on his lap to have him read the comics to her.
"Your mother will kill both of us," he breathed, his voice husky from both sleep and the prurient need she had aroused in him. Then he grinned again. "Where the hell - I mean, how in hell did you learn to - "
He broke off, his voice thick and whispery.
She found her own voice, and it came out in a kittenish little purring, tormented with guilt. "Oh, daddy, I - I don't know what made me do that. I found you asleep here, and I - "
"And you were damned curious, that's understandable."
There was nothing but silence in the trailer for a few seconds, but Oindy couldn't stop herself from making her eyes go back again and again to the huge, mature penis still sticking up out of her father's shorts like an iron bar.
To her surprise, her dad made no effort to stuff his cock back into his shorts. Instead, he lifted his arms up behind his head and lay there, studying her.
"Does Rick make you do that for him?" he said quietly.
She flushed scarlet and shook her head.
Her father smiled. "Cool down, baby," he breathed. "I'm not going to spank you, not unless you tell your mother about this."
Cindy blinked wildly. "I'd never tell anything, daddy!"
His grin spread slowly all the way across his face. "In that case, why do we have to stop whst you were doing."
Cindy felt a hot throb in her throat. "Y-you mean, you don't care?"
"Hell baby, if you like it, why should I care? Like I said, as long as it's just between you and me."
His words were salacious music to her ears!
She moved to the bed and sat down on the edge. Her dad's big prick was easily within reach of her now, and she let one hand flutter out. Her fingers curled almost weakly around the proudly erected cock.
"Oh, daddy I" she whispered, helplessly.
He grinned. "You like that big thing, honey?"
"Yes!"
Her father took an uncertain, ragged breath. "I know some people would think this is wrong, Cindy, but if you wanta suck on my prod, you go right ahead. But you ... uh, could do something for me first."
"Anything, daddy!"
"Take off your clothes - everything."
She felt a wild agitation deep inside her cunt at his words, and the frisky folds of her pussy seemed to quiver with a brazen hope.
His request for her to get naked, plus the fact that her fingers were curled tightly around his prick, brought out the lewdest possibly thoughts in Cindy's teeming young mind.
She could hardly believe the sound of her voice at what she said next, but the words seemed to hang in the air like burning sulphur.
"Daddy? Would you fuck me?"
She saw the hesitant jerk of his half-formed grin, and she felt the desirous pulse of lust go through his long tool.
"Baby," he whispered, huskily, "you know I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"I... well, hell, letting you sorta play around with my peter is one thing, but,"
"Fuck me," she purred, softly. "You either fuck me, or I'll tell mother."
She felt something soft go through his straining penis now, and she knew she had said the magic words.
"Cindy, you know damned well your mom would divorce me in a second if - "
"She won't if she doesn't know. I need to be fucked, daddy. I say right now, if you don't fuck me, I'll find somebody who will. And soon!"
He swallowed dryly, but she felt the renewed strength coming back to the stiff column of meat she held in her hand. She gave his horsy prick another encouraging squeeze, then leaned over and sucked the head of it for a few seconds.
She kept worming her warm mouth in circles around the bursting glans of his titan cock until he groaned softly.
She slurped her lips wetly away from his aroused rod, and smiled sweetly at him. "Now will you fuck me, daddy?" she breathed, teasingly.
His eyes were dark with lust now, and his own smile was slack and evil. "Hell, what do I care," he rasped. "You want me to fuck you, I will!"
In seconds she had stripped off her halter and cut-offs, and her nubile, firm young body shimmered in front of her father's face like a nymph, making his libertine prick twitch stiffly between his legs.
She remembered how Mickey Parton had mounted his sister, but she also remembered how brutally the boy had thrust his large dick into the tight trench between Vona's legs. And to avoid that, her imagination came up with an idea she thought completely original.
"I know, daddy, let me fuck you. And then if mom ever asks you, you can always say you never fucked ME!"
He grinned. "You little rascal. Do any goddamned thing you wanta do with my horny prod!"
She crawled wantonly onto the bed with him. Although her cunt was already burning with the need to taste the sturdy pole towering up between her father's legs, she decided that she had to be nice and juicy to take him. So, as her dad's eyes bulged with the incrediable spectacle of his own teenaged daughter straddling his hairy chest, she pushed her succulent, virginal pussy right up into his face.
"Lick me, daddy," she purred. "Get me nice and hot!"
With a low groan of male pleasure, he dug both of his hands into the firm moons of her spicy young buttocks and pulled her lightly haired little cunt against his mouth. His roguish tongue, thicker, longer, stronger than either Rick's or Mickey's, slammed out and sank to the roots between the moist folds of her sex.
"AHHHhhhh," she whimpered, feeling the sudden, sharp joy of once again having her hole sucked.
She closed her eyes and put both of her hands on her father's broad shoulders, then hunched her thighs up high against his face, letting him sluice his tongue in and out of her wet slit over and over.
Her juices boiled quickly around his invading tongue, and he grunted throatily as the sweet, girlish taste of her cunt turned him on like a bull.
Cindy moved her cunning little butt back and forth, actually fucking his outthrust tongue as if it were a fat little prick!
He lapped at his daughter's hole like an animal!
She grinned from earlobe to earlobe and ran her fingers through his hair. Then she played with his ears, tweaking the lobes as his lecherous mouth sucked at the steaming hotness of her pussy.
To vary her pleasure, she leaned back as far as she could, supporting her body on stiffened arms while shoving her cunt up hard against his gobbling lips. She stayed in that position for several long and delicious minutes, while great throbs of lustful joy vibrated up to the highest depths of her womb.
When she finally pulled away, her pubescent cunt was stretched hotly open, wet as a crushed orange, the mossy hairs standing out with drops of liquid clinging to them.
His fingerprints had made dark, red impressions on the globes of her ass where he had dug them in.
She wanted now more than anything else in the world to make her pussy swallow every inch of her daddy's huge cock!
As she moved in position to straddle his hips, she saw his slitted eyes staring numbly at her budding young tits. They were swollen and pointing, the small but firm nipples sticking out like little thimbles.
She raised her body into a squatting position high above the head of his prick, then carefully lowered herself until the blunt head of his cock was touching between the pouting folds of her sex. Then, with a sly grin, she lowered herself even more, letting the slippery lips of her pussy cover his glans completely.
"Oh, shit," he husked softly, "that feels so damned good I can't stand it!"
She grinned again, swaying her thighs from one side to the other, making his incredibly stiffened prick follow the sluttish pull of her pussy.
"Go down on it, baby," he pleaded. "Take it into your cute cunt! Fuck me, sweetheart!"
Still she lingered, with just the purple head of his gorged penis lodged like a small apple between the sucking lips of her snatch. Then, to add the final bit of fire to his already blazing lust, she reached down with one hand and used only her fingertips to lightly squeeze up and down the column of his powerfully erected tool.
He groaned again, his tongue lagging wetly out of the corner of his mouth.
"Fuck me, you little bitch," he whispered mindlessly. "Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!"
Cindy inched her thighs down a little more, feeling the huge cylinder of his prick spreading the pliant inner lips of her pussy wide apart. She thought it would hurt her. She had even thought she'd never be able to take those nine inches of her daddy's gigantic cock.
But she was delightfully mistaken!
The more of his stiff meat she crammed into her tightly twitching hole, the more she wanted to take!
With a long sigh of whorish joy, she sank all the way down on his thighs, driving his bestial prick up to the hairs in her gulping twat!
She felt every lust-maddened inch of his long cock pushing out the grainy walls of her kinky cunt, the big head nudging like a hot pear against the mouth of her womb. And the thrill was so new and overpowering for her that she threw back her head and spasmed wildly.
She could feel her hot juices flooding over the swollen penis inside of her, and when she reached down behind her her fingers touched his firm, hairy, wet balls!
Her orgasm had been so quick and sharp that she felt a bit cheated!
With her teeth together in a passionate clinch, she began to do what Mickey had done to his sister. She began to stroke her pussy up and down on the immense rod funneled up between her legs to the root.
Her father groaned, and reached up both of his hands to play with her tits. As she pumped lazily on his buried prick, he stroked and twiddled her coned breasts, pinching the nipples one by one until they rode out from the peaks of her tits like the thumbs of a clown!
With every pounding, bucking thrust of her insatiable young cunt her father's cock grew hotter and longer. She could feel the big end of his prick rubbing nicely in and out of her womb, and the pulsing veins on the sides of her organ made a madly pleasurable friction all along the constricting walls of her vagina.
She didn't know how long she fucked him. It could have been ten minutes, or it could have been an hour!
But she came to her senses when he grabbed her heated hips and forced her to fuck twice as fast as before.
She felt his climax approaching, and with a brazen need to make him remember her ambitious pussy, she humped up and down like a mare fucking a stallion!
His cock throbbed once or twice, then blasted hot sperm so hard up her teasing pussy that her whole body tingled and quivered!
His lusty orgasm triggered one of her own, and she gushed a flow of salty liquids to mix incestuously with his own, letting their combined nectar bubble and foam from between the matted hairs circling her slit.
She had fucked her own father for the first time. But she hoped not the last!
Chapter Five
The instant after Cindy's girlish pussy creamed so hotly, she felt her dad's large penis softening like dough inside her.
His face grew quickly sheepish and flushed, and she could see that he was trying to avoid looking at her. To force him to notice her charms, she moved her thighs in a circular rotation. That way his half-swollen prick was given another subtle massage by her vaginal walls.
"Jesus, Cindy," he breathed, "would you cut that out?"
She smiled. "But it feels so good, daddy. Let's fuck again right now!"
He grunted with irritation. "Are you out of your mind. We've done something already we should be ashamed of. Crawl off of me, young lady!"
Cindy realized that she was learning something about the male body every day she lived. The male wasn't like the female! She recalled how dry and disinterested Rick's docile kiss had been only a second after he shot his hot wad into her crumpled panties. And how Mickey Parton had been unwilling even to try to fuck her once he'd got his damned balls drained by her mouth.
"It's not fair," Cindy grumbled at her father. "You have your fun and then you won't let me have mine."
He blinked at her. "Fun? Hell, if you didn't juice off, what's all that stuff coating my sore balls. C'mon, baby, haul your little ass off of me!"
She was shocked by his crude, bored manner!
She swung her trim legs off of his hips, and his relaxed cock came slurping from between the cloying lips of her slit. But Cindy knew she wasn't satisfied with just one hearty fucking from her dad. She wanted more.
She wanted it from Mickey Parton!
She watched her dad button his shorts back up and climb into his clothes. He glanced at her only once to ask if her mother had gone. When she nodded back, he stuck a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and gave her another long look.
"Okay, Cindy. This thing happened, and I guess it happens all the time - maybe more often with brothers and sisters. But it won't happen again. Understood?"
"Yes, daddy."
"You're a cute girl, and you're just, uh... maturing. Lots of boys beside Rick will be after your and you don't want to make it so damned easy for them. It's harder for a male to resist sex. I ought to be proof of that!"
"You mean you - you won't fuck me anymore?"
"Damn it, quit using that dirty word! And that's exactly what I mean. No more screwing your old pop!"
And with that he left the trailer to take a shower and then go fishing!
Cindy continued to sit on the bed naked. Her damp pussy still itched with the need for her daddy's prick, but she knew that Mickey Parton would do almost as well. And she knew that all she had to do was whisper in his ear, and he'd take her up to Blue Mound again and fuck her all she wanted.
With that happy thought in mind, she dashed back into her halter and blouse and went next door to the Parton cabin.
She knocked softly on the cabin door, and waited.
In a few moments the door cracked open, and Vona's sleepy face stared out at her.
"Hi, Vona. Is Mickey up?"
The girl blinked, and opened the door wider. She motioned for Cindy to come inside.
"Mickey isn't here, Cindy," the girl said, "and neither is daddy. They spent the night in a motel down by the resort, I think."
"A motel?" Cindy echoed, dumbly.
Vona grinned. "Daddy met a cocktail waitress, or something. He and Mickey both wanted to try her out."
Cindy couldn't believe her ears! "Y-you mean, your father and your brother do things like that together. With the same female?"
Vona's grin grew wider. "You really are a babe in the woods, Cindy! My daddy is a terrific stud in bed."
Almost without thinking, Cindy blurted out, "So is my daddy!"
Vona gave her a curious, eager look, pushing back the thick blonde curls from her face. "Cindy... have you done anything with your father?"
"I-uh-"
'Tell me the truth!"
Cindy smiled. "I'll tell you if you'll tell me."
Vona shrugged. "I don't have anything to hide. Mickey and daddy have both been fucking me since I was barely thirteen! Daddy did it for a long time before Mickey ever found out. I used to come home early from school, and daddy and I would do it in my room. It finally got to the point that I just couldn't get enough, and that's when daddy decided to let Mickey in on our secret. My brother was only about fifteen, then. But he was awfully well-hung for his age, and he could fuck for two whole hours!"
Cindy's pussy had been throbbing from the beginning of Vona's lascivious tale of family lust!
"W-what about mom?" Cindy managed, huskily.
Vona grinned. "My mom ran away from us, but that was when I was just little. Daddy told me later that mom took off when she caught him screwing her baby sister. I barely remember my cousin, except that she was about fourteen, about your age, when daddy must have been fucking her so much. Guess mom didn't like it, so she ran away. We're what some people would call white trash back in Oklahoma, where we came from. But when we went to California daddy got a good job, and now Mickey plans to go to college."
"A-and you don't feel, uh... guilty about letting your father - "
"Guilty? Cindy, I think I'm the luckiest girl in the world! I'll be the un-lucMest if daddy and Mickey ever decide they don't want to ball me!"
Cindy's head was dizzy with the liberated pronouncements!
"Now tell me about your dad," Vona purred, softly. "I saw him out jacking around with your trailer yesterday. God, he's so strong and handsome. Have you ever let him fuck you?"
" uh... I don't think daddy would go for that, Vona."
She shrugged. "Ill bet he would, if you approached him right. Course, you'd have to watch out for mom. Say, why did you come over here so early looking for Mickey - as if I didn't know!"
Cindy blushed, but couldn't hold back her grin. "You're right. I guess I thought maybe we, well..."
"You're horny, why don't you say it."
"Yes," Cindy breathed, "I am horny!"
Vona tapped her fingers against her arm for a second, then lowered her voice to a whisper. "Listen, we've been here a whole week, and I met one of the cowboys at the Box L Ranch. You know the place?"
"The dude ranch?"
"Right. Would you like to meet him this morning, too?"
"I - I guess so. Did you say he's a cowboy?"
Vona smiled. "He's sort of a drug-store cowboy, I suppose. He told me he'd never done anything else but work around ranches since he was seventeen. He's over thirty now, but you'd never know it. He's got a divine body!"
Cindy felt an envious twitch go through her cunt, knowing that Vona had been having fun with something like a horny cowboy.
"His name is Willy," Vona said, "and I'm supposed to meet him at an abandoned mining shack up behind Deep Meadows. Want to go?"
"Yes!"
"Then go change into your riding clothes, and hurry up. Willy doesn't like to be kept waiting for what he wants!"
The mining shack was a tiny, clap-board house nestled down in a splinter of rocks and bushes. It obviously hadn't been occupied for years, except maybe by the dude-ranch cowboys like Willy who probably brought some of the rich women at the ranch up there for fun.
When Vona and Cindy reached the shack, there was a white horse reined up outside.
"Willy's here," Vona rasped.
And before they dismounted from their own horses, Vona leaned over and whispered hotly into Cindy's ear. "I know how much you enjoyed sucking on Mickey's cock yesterday. Willy just loves that! And he's a lot more fun when he's aroused real good. Why don't we both suck on him, just to see him squirm!"
It was certainly agreeable to Cindy!
Vona entered the cabin first, with Cindy trailing behind. The cowboy was lounging in a rickety, cane-bottom chair with his long legs thrust up on a table. He had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and he was reading a comic book.
Cindy's first glimpse of the thirty-year-old stud male sent a helpless throb of need through her snatch. He had thick curls of chestnut brown hair, sun-struck and soft over his forehead. His muscle-riddled chest seemed to stretch his cowboy shirt as thin as glass. His shoulders were huge, his hips small, his face as rugged and handsome as a cowboy in a Marlboro add!
"Hi, Willy," Vona crooned, "I brought a friend to meet you. This is Cindy."
The lanky but powerfully built cowboy dragged his booted feet off the dirty old table and shuffled to attention. He seemed to tower over both the girls, and his large, sun-tanned hands rested on his hips in the casual position of a wrangler ready for anything.
"Howdy, Cindy," he drawled, grinning.
Even before Cindy could respond to the polite greeting, Vona was moving toward the sexy cowboy, and as the girl reached him, he snaked one arm around her waist and leaned down to take the wet kiss she wanted to give him.
Cindy watched, envy rising in her young breasts like a puff of hot steam, as Vona placed her hand close over the prominent crotch of Willy's jean and rubbed!
But Cindy's jealousy was soon dispelled as the cowboy pulled Vona's face around so that she couldn't see as he winked suggestively at Cindy herself!
On trembling legs, Cindy managed to reach Willy, too. She allowed his arm to go around her waist, and he held both of the young girls tight as his prick hardened and bulged in his jeans.
Vona began to unbutton the western pants, her nibbling fingers working expertly!
Willy chuckled, then restrained the impatient Vona from getting his cock out by pushing her away with one large hand. "I got a better idea, honey," he breathed, huskily. "Why don't you two little glassy-eyed gals hoss out of your own things, and let old Willy un-hitch his own britches?"
Cindy giggled at the delightful cowboyish dialect.
Both Vona and Cindy immediately began to tear out of their clothes as Willy sauntered over to the beat-up old mattress in one corner of the room.
He slowly took off his shirt, then his jeans, with both the girls casting hungry glances his way as they piled out of their panties.
Willy wasn't wearing any underwear, so the second he slid the tight jeans down over his hips his strong, bare buttocks were revealed. He had to lift one leg at a time to pull off his boots, but finally he was out of his jeans and naked as the day he was born.
When he turned, Cindy gave a pleased little gasp at the thing hanging between the cowboy's legs.
It reminded her of the horse she had seen in Deep Meadows with the slowly lengthening hard-on!
Despite his strongly built body, Willy had very little hair, only a few sprigs on his chest and around his flat male nipples, and a nap of soft, dark hair at the root of his very large prick.
He stood for a moment in front of the mattress, hands on his hips again, grinning at the two girls as his oversized penis rose out from his balls.
"You two little mares ready to come and git it?" he breathed.
As they sailed toward him, he dropped to the mattress and put both his hands around the back of his head, sprawling his long legs apart and leaning back against the cabin wall.
Vona and Cindy sank to their knees in front of him!
When Cindy glanced up at the cute cowboy, he was looking at her with a keen lust, which made her wonder if he'd ever had a girl as young as she was so eager to taste his talent!
"You gals ain't gonna fight over that big thing, are you?" he whispered, grinning.
"You'll see!" Vona hissed.
Before Cindy had a chance, Vona dipped her wanton mouth down and began to lick lustily on the knobbed head of his cock. She moved the spongy glans back and forth with the force of her tongue, making lapping noises with shameless abandon.
Not to be outclassed, Cindy shoved her mouth down a little lower so that she could curl her tongue wetly around the column of the lucky cowboy's cock.
For the next few long, delicious minutes, both of the teenaged nymphets sucked and licked on the strongly erected pole of meat. They twisted their head this way and that, flicking their pink, succulent tongues in and out of their lips as they covered every inch of his gorged penis. Sometimes they got their two tongues tangled together in their haste and greed to enjoy the savory stiffness of his throbbing tool.
Once, in a kind of lewd ball-sucking contest, each of them took one of his firm, smooth nuts into her mouth and rolled their tongues in circles.
Willy groaned with the pleasure of having both of his balls sucked by two different young mouths at the same time, and his prick grew so stoney hard that the head of it pressed almost against his navel!
"Take turns sucking it!" he rasped, reaching one hand down to press at the root of his cock so that it was forced down and out at them like a glistening club.
Vona sucked first, ovaling her mouth wide around his steely rod and riding it down all the way to the balls, where Cindy's brazen tongue was still gently lapping.
Then Cindy took her place, cramming every inch of the large cock down her throat until the head of it clogged her windpipe!
The salacious sounds of their two gluttonous little mouths filled the old cabin like a satanic symphony!
The cowboy had his head back against the walls, his eyes closed, his mouth parted as he breathed deeply and heavily. His legs were spread as wide as possible, and as the spermy throbs began to make his bold prick vibrate in Cindy's throat he clenched his toes hard against the bottoms of his feet.
Vona sensed his climax and didn't want to be left out!
Greedily, Vona forced Cindy to let her get a share of the spunk that was ready to shoot. She did it by nudging Cindy's lips over to the right side of Willy's prick-head, while she took the left.
Both of their sluttish tongues laved and licked the purplish glans in a continuous, maddening effort to please him.
As the cowboy's cock stiffened to its final hardness, both Cindy and Vona put just their fingertips to his balls and began to massage his lusty globes with feathery, teasing strokes.
It made him climax like a bull!
With a musky, hot spurting of sperm, his large and powerful prick discharged against their tongues and lips. His smoking, thick cream bolted passionately out of his cock, slopping into their nostrils and flicking droplets even as high as then-eyelashes!
Cindy drank in the male odor of his warm spunk, and lapped the head of his prick to get more!
They cleaned his swollen penis like two little kittens licking their mittens!
Cindy thought that Willy would be like Rick and Mickey and her father, that once his rocks were off, his big prick would wilt with disinterest. But not the cowboy's!
Either he was extra horny, or the incredible situation of having two beautiful adolescent girls both hungrily guzzling his willing cock kept it up stiff and hard, and the females weren't about to complain!
Cindy lazily licked up and down the rigid column, letting the tip of her tongue trace every bulging vein. She even pushed her nose against the big toy and rubbed it up and down on the smooth skin.
Finally, Willy reached down and slipped one huge hand around Cindy's soft, small neck. He pulled her up into his arms, letting his other hand slip snugly between her legs so that he could rub her hot pussy.
Cindy felt a wanton thrill of lust surge through her womb as Willy's rough, masculine hand pressed hard against the damp and pouting folds of her cunt.
Then the cowboy stuck his mouth close against Cindy's ear and whispered the words she had been dying to hear. "Think you can take my big peter?" he husked. "I gotta fuck you, baby! I wanta put that sonofabitch into your frisky little snatch all the way, right up to the goddamn balls!"
To prove how much he wanted her, he slipped his middle finger deep into her quivering slit and wriggled it slowly, almost bringing her a climax right then and there!
"Y-yes, Willy!" she whispered back, her voice thin and ragged with passion. "Fuck me! FUCK ME!!"
Vona heard thatl
"Hey," Vona snapped, "How about me!?"
Willy looked down at the flushed face of the aroused girl and grinned. "I'm gonna eat your funky cunt, sweetheart. I wanta fuck one and eat one, at the same time!"
It was the kind of comprise Vona could live with!
As for Cindy, she was so excited by the idea of finally having a grown man ball her, without any of the stupid hangups of her father, that she was almost swooning as he forced her to lay back on the mattress and open her thighs.
Cindy's surrendering young pussy yawned open wetly, her still-developing clitoris as hard as a gumdrop!
As Willy got into position above her, he seemed like a grossly oversized giant. His long legs had to bend awkwardly before he could push his erected tool up into the trench of Cindy's thighs. But where there's a will, there's always a way.
In seconds, Cindy felt the blunt nose of his prick touching between the elastic lips of her cunt. A rainbow of thrills went through her as he rubbed just the tip of his cock around the inner lips of her foaming hole. Then her pleasure deepened into a hissing fire as she felt his long, hard rod inching like a big snake all the way up her lickerish twat!
The cowboy had to thrust a few times to get his big prick horsed into Cindy to the balls, but when he finally felt her mossy pubic hair mingling with his own, he grinned like a lecher!
Then Vona took her rightful place for the orgy.
She squatted over Cindy's tits, thrusting her more mature young cunt right up into Willy's face. He buried his head in the arch of Vona's thighs, and began to eat her minx-like pussy while at the same time starting the delicious stroking of Cindy's happy hole!
As the stud-sized cock slammed sucMngly in and out of Cindy's tingling, clasping cunt, she lifted both her legs and crawled them possessively over Willy's lean buttocks. Locking her ankles together, she dug the heels of her bare feet deep into the cowboy's ass, goading him on to fuck her faster!
The seething joy of having her itchy pussy massaged so deeply and so well turned Cindy on to even more lewd needs.
Vona's buttocks were hanging just above Cindy's face, and the brown bud of the girl's rectum seemed to wink at Cindy, begging to be kissed!
Cindy was still revelling in the delicious friction of Willy's prick up her slit when she leaned up and began to brazenly lick on Vona's asshole!
Vona groaned above her, and Willy's slupping mouth dug harder into her girlish cunt.
Cindy rode out one long, ruttish climax after another, and every time her pussy boiled over with the juices of completed lust, Willy's cock seemed to burrow deeper into her!
It was only when Cindy was completely exhausted, her tongue only moving in slow-motion inside the crack of Vona's lowered buttocks, that Willy fed her his own lust.
He funneled his throbbing penis high up into her fourteen-year-old womb, and fired his hot load of creamy white jism, spraying her clasping young pussy walls with his funky cum in spurt after spurt. And in response, her pubescent little pussy contracted sharply, spasming and sucking and clutching deliciously on his tingling, ejaculating hard-on.
Chapter Six
When cowboy Willy had finished with Cindy, she knew for the first time the joy of being fucked in the proper position!
When she had been astride her father, horsing his large and willing prick in and out of her cunt at her own speed and at her own discretion, the fun had been intense.
But getting screwed by a well-built male who didn't give a shit about her needs as compared to his own, had turned her into a sizzling little tramp!
On their ride back down from the abandoned shack, Cindy's cheeks were still rosy and warm the hour of mad balling with Willy. And more than once she glanced over at Vona, her lips curled back in a grin of contentment.
"I sure hope I can meet Willy again," she breathed. "I think he's super."
Vona grinned wickedly. "I'd like to meet some of the other horny cowboys on that ranch. Willy won t introduce me to them, but there s one I've seen him with who reminds me of daddy. He's older, with one of those old-fashioned handlebar moustaches they wear in movies. I heard Willy call him Hoss once, and from the way his jeans were stuffed, I'll just bet he is a horse!"
Cindy swallowed dryly, amazed that her ticklish pussy could throb all over again, despite the workout she'd just had!
Before they reached home, Cindy asked Vona a question that had been nagging like hornet in her mind. "Did - uh - did you ever let your daddy do what Willy did awhile ago?"
"Eat me, you mean," Vona trilled. "Are you kidding? Don't you know that any man or boy just loves to taste a girl's twat! I don't know why they think it's better than screwing, but a lot of them do. Sometimes when daddy's had a little too much to drink, and can't get a really good hard-on, he sucks my pussy like crazy!"
"Golly," Cindy gulped.
"Do you want to let. daddy eat you, Cindy?"
The question burned like hot pokers in Cindy's brain! But a sudden cloak of modesty dropped between her desires and her honesty. "I - I don't think so. Mom and dad might find out."
Vona smiled, giving the youthful new friend of hers a carefully controlled look. "Well, it's up to you, Cindy. I've certainly been more than truthful with you. So if you decide you want daddy to, uh ... sorta teach you some new things, just let me know. I've got girls for him before."
"You have?"
"Sure, lots of times. Some of the girls I know in highschool are crazy about doing it with older men, they just never have the chance. Lots of them have let their brothers fuck them, of course. But you won't find one in a million who has the nerve to ask her dad to crawl her thighs."
Cindy's face burned scarlet as she realized she' must be the one in a million!
When they got back to the cabins, Mickey was sitting on the stoop. He was dressed only in a tight T-shirt and a pair of tight hiking shorts. He was sullenly scraping on a piece of wood with a pocket knife as they rode up.
"Where the hell have you two been?" he demanded, crossly.
"Riding," Vona said, then winked at Cindy because of the double meaning of the word.
But Mickey was paying little attention to his sister. His eyes were taking in Cindy, lustily and openly.
"Where's daddy?" Vona asked.
"He's still in town with that whore. She and dad are having a few drinks. He'll probably come home half drunk."
Vona grinned and whispered in Cindy's direction, "I sure hope so - I told you about daddy when he's drunk!"
Cindy smiled nervously, and crawled down off the horse.
"Hey, where are you off to, Cindy?" Mickey called, as she walked away leading the big horse.
"To see if mother and dad are back."
"Naw - don't bother. I already checked your cabin to see if you were there. Come on back and talk." Then Mickey glanced with annoyance at Vona, and gave her a secret look that obviously meant for her to get lost.
Vona sighed, then shrugged her shapely shoulders. "Well, you two, I think I'll ride some more. Have a good time!"
And with that, Vona galloped her horse off back up the trail.
Cindy sat down on the stoop with Mickey, and he tossed the piece of wood away and closed up his knife. Then he put one hand on her knee and squeezed her almost roughly with his strong fingers.
"Wanta see something interesting?" he asked, huskily.
"If you mean do I want to have sex, Mickey, I don't think-"
"Naw, who said anything about screwing? Christ, baby, me and my old man did all that I could manage last night. I'm talking about something else - something III bet you've never seen before in your whole sweet little life."
Her curiosity was sparked. "W-what?" she said.
"C'mon in the cabin and I'll show you."
Numbly, she got up and followed the tall boy into his cabin. She waited in the living room while he rummaged around in a canvas bag which he had pulled out from under the bed. He came back to her with a couple of magazines.
"Ever see anything like this?" he breathed, softly.
Cindy took the magazines into her hands, and when she saw the covers she gave a low little gasp. The first magazine was called GIRL GOBBLERS! and the cover showed two naked studs sucking the open, wet cunt of one female. The other magazine was titled HOLES FOR HIRE! and the cover of it was a full-color photograph of a beautiful, black-haired woman servicing the combined lusts of three males. The males were all nude except for sailor hats. One of them was fucking the female, another was screwing her in the ass, and the third guy had his large prick crammed in her mouth!
"W-where did you get these dirty things?" Cindy managed.
Mickey chuckled. "In California. Hell, you can buy 'em on any newsstand. Look at the pictures inside."
Cindy felt a prickling sensation all over her body as she flipped through the lurid magazines. Each page seemed more erotic than the last. There were pictures of naked females boldly sucking pricks, wildly positioned photos of guys screwing and eating girls, and one incredibly stimulating pull-out picture of a grinning young black man getting his twelve-inch cock licked on by three females at one time!
"I'd sure like to be that clown," Mickey husked.
Despite herself, Cindy could feel her panties growing damp and hot, her cuntal lips pushing out stickily against the crotch band.
Mickey put one arm around her, then brought his free hand up and squeezed her firming tits through the thin blouse. He felt of her tits all over, finding the nipples and tweaking them until they were bloated and standing out from under her blouse like bullets!
"You still set on not doing a little quick fucking?" he whispered, throatily.
"l-l... we shouldn't."
"The hell we shouldn't. C'mon, you were sure hot to trot yesterday up at Deep Meadows."
How could she tell him that she'd already been fucked twice in less than four hours!
"Ill bet your pussy is purring right now," he breathed, impatiently. "C'mon, honey, let me show you a good time. Lemme shove my big dick all the way up your hole." He lowered his voice to a sultry whisper, feathering his lips against her ear. "Let's fuck ... let's fuck ... let's fuckV
Her wanton young cunt throbbedl
In only a few seconds he had her on the bed with her clothes off, and his stiff prick standing out of his hiking shorts like a club!
He crawled on top of her and shoved his horny tool deep into her squishy, softly yielding pussy. And when he had it in all the way to the balls, he grinned.
"Don't tell me you haven't been fucked before, Cindy," he sneered. "Hell, if I didn't know better, I'd say some bastard had just unloaded his balls in your wild little snatch."
Her cuntal muscles constricted skittishly around the whole length of his boyish cock, making it vibrate with lust.
"Wow,-" Dickey groaned, "feels like you could fuck me without my even moving my damned prod!"
A raw and lusty need poured through Cindy's loins at the sound of the promiscuous voice hissing in her face. She felt an almost insane desire to make Mickey Parton screw her like an animal. And to enforce that wanton craving, she wrapped her strong young legs tightly around his buttocks and dug her fingers into his arms.
He grinned slackly, his vicious eyes twinkling with the kind of merriment any young male feels when he knows he's turned on a cunt to helpless passion.
"Beg me to fuck you," he whispered harshly.
Cindy felt still another mad throb of sultry heat go through her completely tilled pussy. The walls of her sweating cunt sucked hard at the big, teenaged cock.
"I said beg for it, you prick-happy little slut!" he rasped. "Beg me to fuck you! BegV."
Cindy's voice came up in a high whine of girlish greed. "F-f-fuck me, dammit! FFUUUCCCK MEEEeee!!"
Even before her ragged plea had faded in the hushed cabin Mickey was moving his surfer's strong hips up and down, sliding his husky prick like a big piston just in and just out of the molten lips of her slit.
"OOOHH!" she gasped. "AHHH-YES! Yes, do it like that! Fuck me good and deep like thatW"
Of the dozens of girls Mickey had screwed - some younger and some older than Cindy - he had never had his prick buried in a hotter snatch. It was as if white-hot slabs of thick liver were wrapped around the column of his boldly stiffened tool, and he was blindly fucking more than just a teenager's hungry hole.
The more he balled her, the tighter her demanding little twat seemed to grow, squeezing his lusty inches like a fist!
He stopped for a moment, his gorged penis tremulous inside her beautifully plump, hot, sappy pussy. He was panting, his blonde hair fallen down over his slitted eyes.
"Lift your goddam legs up," he snarled. "Put your knees over my shoulders!"
Cindy did as she was told, draping her feverish limbs over the strongly-boned shoulders of the seventeen-year-old stud.
The position lifted her saucy buttocks high off the bed and made her dripping little cunt a perfect target for the pounding stiffness of Mickey's cock.
With a lusty groan, the boy began to thrust his long prick in and out of her irresistible gash. Every stroke was one that fed his sturdy penis completely into her womb from prick-head to balls, then out again!
Cindy began to climax almost immediately!
She clenched her teeth and threw back her head, making gagging, coughing sounds of joyous lust!
Her pussy made a sharp, sucking noise, then sprayed a hot film of juice over the firm balls that slapped in rhythm against it. The rolling spasms of pleasure caused Cindy to stick her tongue lewdly out of her mouth and roll her eyes back almost painfully in their sockets.
"Cum, you fucking bitch!" Mickey grunted, still pumping his large rod solidly into her core. "CUM SOME MORE!!"
Cindy felt her thighs growing numb, but the teasing rapture of such a deliciously felt orgasm lingered, and began almost at once to build again!
She wished that Mickey Parton could fuck her with her big rod forever! She wanted to die with her pussy spasming wetly against his nuts!
With one gasped moan after another, she began to lick her tongue against his straining neck. She sucked his musky, sweating flesh, kissing and nibbling it. Then when he lowered his open mouth down to hers, she gave him her tongue, letting his pull it roughly high up into his own.
Staying locked together, the two teenagers seemed like one being. Like some flesh-twisting creature from outer space, fornicating with itself!
And then, without warning, Cindy felt her debauched young cunt being filled with the madly spurting cream from Mickey's balls. He savagely stabbed his ejaculating prick deep into her pubescent cunt, pouring one hot salvo after another out of the hole at the end of his cock.
He seemed to climax forever, and it was only when her pussy was foaming like the mouth of a mad dog that he finally pulled his swollen penis out of her tight, adolescent pussy.
His big meat came out of her with an obscene sucking noise, and every inch of his cock was glistening and slimy with their mutual lust.
He pushed her back on the bed and crawled on his knees high up over her, so high that the tips of her swelling nipples touched against the underside of his buttocks.
"Clean it off," he whispered, huskily. "Use that witchy little tongue of yours on it, lick it dry!"
His long, wet, half-swollen prick wagged in front of her lips, drops of white sperm hanging at the end.
She brought her hands up to hold the big pole of slick meat, but his snarl made her fingers snap back.
"No hands, baby! Just use your mouth. I wanta watch you lap it!"
She rolled her tongue out and began to lovingly lick the spongy glans of his wilting cock. She cleaned it dry, then twisted her head to gently stroke the sides of his veined tool. It took her several minutes before he was satisfied, then he grinned and crawled off of her.
Cindy continued to lay sprawled on the bed, her legs open, her violated but satisfied pussy yawning open so that the inner lips showed a deep red. Even her clitoris was still firm, and showed through the upper folds of her cunt like a pink button.
"C'mon, get dressed," Mickey said, casually. "Ill fuck you again tomorrow, or maybe tonight. I will if you can get away from those clowns you call parents."
Sheepishly, Cindy sat up and drew on her panties.
When she was dressed and at the cabin door, she turned and asked Mickey if she could take the magazines with her.
He gave her a knowing smile. "What are you gonna do, honey? Stick a banana up your slit and look at the pictures?"
"I - I just want to borrow them."
"Sure, take 'em along. But don't let your old man see them. That sonofabitch would come after me with a pitchfork if he thought I'd had my finger up your hole."
She took the magazines and limped back to her own cabin.
She looked through the pornographic pictures for a long time, then wondered where on earth she could hide them.
She took the magazines to the trailer, and tucked them carefully away under her father's shaving things. She knew he couldn't miss them there.
And she knew what would happen when he looked at them!
When her parents got home, Cindy had showered, combed her hair, and dressed in her most frilly skirt and blouse. Her mother had objected to her buying the low-cut blouse, but she remembered how pleased her father had looked when she first wore it - back in her innocent days!
The second her mother saw her, the same dark frown rippled her brows.
"Cindy, why on earth have you dolled up in that thing?"
"I like it, mother."
"Well, there's certainly nothing to dress up for in these mountains. Take it off."
Her father was sitting nearby, still in his fishing clothes. He was untangling his fishing line, and he hadn't once looked at Cindy. It was as if he thought she might scream with rage at what they had done in the trailer early that morning.
"Daddy," she purred, going over to him and putting one hand on his shoulder, "don't you think it's all right if I wear this for dinner tonight?"
She felt him wince a bit when she touched him.
"Uh, sure, Cindy. Why not."
Cindy's mother grunted. "I might have know your father would like to see you in that trashy costume." Then she glanced at her husband. "And for heaven's sakes, Jess, I do hope you intend to take a bath before you eat."
Cindy ran her finger along her father's strong jaw. "I think you need a shave, too, daddy."
"I don't need any damned shave," he muttered.
But when her mom wasn't looking, Cindy leaned her lips close to her father's ear and whispered, "Go shave. There's something nice under your kit!"
Her dad's cheeks colored a dark red, but he knew better than to say anything!
Presently, he stood up and tossed the fishing equipment into a corner of the cabin. Then he left without a word.
"You could have helped with the dinner," her mother snapped, "but I guess I can't ask you to get your things dirty. But don't wander off too far. I'll call when the steak is ready."
"Okay, mom."
Cindy left the cabin as quickly as she dared.
It was growing dark outside now, and she walked to the trailer without hesitation. She opened the door and hopped up inside. - Her father was standing by the small shaving mirror, one of the magazines in his hands. He jumped when he saw her, and then his face darkened with a small rage.
"Where the hell did you get this filth?" he whispered
Cindy grinned. "I thought you'd like them, daddy. I thought it might give you some ideas - about us."
He took a ragged breath. "Cindy, damn it, what are you - "
"I'm only trying to please you," she interrupted, moving toward him lightly, her hips swaying.
"You can please me," he rasped, "by forgetting what we did this morning. Christ, Cindy, I'm your father!"
"All I know is," she breathed, "my daddy has a big, wonderful prick, and I want him to fuck me with it again."
The color drained momentarily out of her father's face. Then he gave a deep sigh, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"God," he whispered, "I can't take much more of this."
She came to him, a wicked smile on her lips. "What's the matter, daddy?"
Suddenly, he put his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. He buried his face against her pointing young tits and gave a savage sob of lust.
"I've thought of nothing else all day but fucking you, baby," he wheezed. "God, I'd like to screw your cute pussy until hell wouldn't have me!"
She grinned. 'Then do, daddy. We can always find away!"
"I - I - " He couldn't finish the sentence. Instead, he pulled her closer and nuzzled his mouth just inside her low-cut blouse. Since she wasn't wearing a bra he easily found one of her tits. His mouth circled the thrusting nipple, and he sucked her with rough, gasping sobs of his lips and tongue.
Her girlish tit grew firm and hot in his mouth, and the nipple elongated into a hard nub.
"You can suck my titties all you want," she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. "You can eat my pussy, too. I'd love to feel my daddy's big tongue between my legs, just sucking me all night!"
She drew away from him finally.
She looked down and saw the enormous bulge in his pants, and knew that his cock was more than ready and willing to fuck her anytime she demanded it.
"We'd better go back in, daddy," she said, softly. "Mom will get suspicious."
He nodded, defeated and lustful.
She paused at the trailer door. "Oh, and, daddy? Would you be at all interested in fucking Vona Parton? She's the girl in the cabin next door."
She watched the expression on her father's face, and knew his answer even before he said it!
Chapter Seven
Cindy brushed red polish on her last nail, then blew on it and held her hand out to study the result.
"I don't approve of your painting your fingernails at fourteen," her mother muttered from across the cabin living room. "When I was your age, we might have painted our toenails, as long as they didn't show. But you kids today - "
"Oh, mother, you'd think I was going to go peddle myself in the street."
"Cindy!"
"Okay, mom, but it's just a little nail color."
Her mother looked at her from over her knitting. "I'd think you'd be concerned about the young man next door."
Cindy felt a little surge of heat at the mention of Mickey's image. She had thought nothing but lewd thoughts since he had fucked her with such heavenly lust the other day, but hadn't so much as winked at her since. But part of the reason for dolling up her fingers was to attract Mickey - or her father - and get herself satisfied once again.
But her mother certainly didn't have to know anything about it!
"What about Mickey Parton?" Cindy said casually.
"Well, he seems like such a nice boy. Very handsome, too. So much more sophisticated in his conversation than, say, Rick Harris."
Cindly blinked. "When did you talk to Mickey?"
Her mother smiled, then shrugged. "Oh, we had a little talk the other day on the trail. I was looking for some wild daisies, and he just appeared. He told me about surfing in California."
There was a small silence. Cindy couldn't believe that she would be jealous of her own mom, but there it was, the sharp, hard envy of one female against another!
"D-did you talk about anything else?"
Her mom laughed softly. "Well, if you mean did he talk about you, the answer is no. He seemed more interested in my flower collecting than in anything else."
Cindy just bet he was interested in that!
The second her nails were dry, Cindy started to leave the cabin.
"Where are you going, Cindy?"
"Over to see Vona Parton."
Her mother glanced up and down her skimpily clad daughter. "I think you should put on something besides that thin blouse and those cut-offs."
"Oh, mother! When I dress up you bitch at me, and when I - "
"Don't use crude words, dear. The boys will think you aren't a nice girl."
Cindy gave her mother a dipolmatic smile. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of using language like that around a boy."
"Just make sure you don't."
On that sullen note, Cindy left the cabin and trotted over to the one next door.
Vona was there again, apparently alone, although it took her a long time to open the door.
"What were you doing, for heaven's sake," Cindy demanded.
There was a deep flush on Vona's cheeks, and that made Cindy all the more suspicious. And to make the matter even more blatantly suspect, Vona was still dressed in her nightgown at two o'clock in the afternoon!
"Come on in, Cindy," the girl breathed. "I was - uh - just about to roll my hair."
Cindy entered the cabin, and glanced around. "Where's Mickey, and your father?"
Vona took a small breath. "They stayed at the motel again, I guess. WTith that cocktail waitress."
Cindy smiled. "She must really be something. I mean, something besides just plain lucky!"
Vona grinned, too. The color in her cheeks deepened again, and Cindy could see a naughty twinkle in her blue eyes.
Cindy folded her arms like a little soldier. "Okay, Vona, you've been doing something you shouldn't have. I want a confession."
Vona hesitated oiiy a few seconds, then drew a sighing breath. "I - I guess I had to do something this afternoon. I'll bet you've done it, too."
"Done what?"
"Played with yourself?"
It was Cindy's turn to blush. She had never dreamed of telling anybody about that first afternoon in the trailer and her love affair with a cucumber.
"I don't put you down for that," Cindy said, smiling. "I'm just wondering how you were doing it!"
Vona grinned. "Let me lock the door, and then I'll show you."
After the door was secured, Vona led Cindy into the little bedroom at the side of the cabin. As Cindy watched, the beautiful young girl threw off her nightgown and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding her legs open the same way she had the day Cindy had watched her brother screw her.
And then Vona pulled a large feather out from under the pillow.
"W-what are you going to do?" Cindy whispered, feeling some dark and lusty ripple tease across the lips of her own cunt.
"I'm going to tickle my pussy with this," Vona purred. "But it would be a lot more fun if you did it for me."
The wheels went about ninety miles an hour in Cindy's head for one second, then she nodded. "I'll do it to you - if you will do it to me!"
"That's what I meant," Vona grinned.
Very quickly, Cindy shed her clothes and joined her friend on the bed.
"You won't tell anybody about this," Cindy crooned. "I mean, it's such childish stuff, isn't it?"
"You'd be surprised how many grown women do this, or something else," Vona argued. "Sometimes you get so itchy you just have to make the best of it!"
And with that, Vona took the large turkey feather by the quill and touched the feathered end to the pouting lips of Cindy's twat.
Vona twirled the feather slowly, and the most exquisite little thrills stirred inside of Cindy's pussy!
"Ummmmm," Cindy breathed, "that does feel good!"
Vona continued to move the feather in teasing circles around the heating oval of her friend's cunt. She twirled it in the fuzzy ringlets surrounding Cindy's spicy quim, then nudged just the soft tip of it between the folds of her sex.
Cindy shuddered with the lusty pleasure! It was almost better than a boy's tongue down there!
Vona pulled the feather away, finally. Then she handed it to Cindy.
"Now you do it to me, and real slow. I love to just have the tiniest bit of the feather twiddling on the surface of my pussy!"
With the instructions ringing in her ears, Cindy knelt in front of her sluttish girlfriend, And Vona lay back on the bed, pulling her feet up on the edge of the mattress and sticking her thighs a few inches over the side.
Her ripe, fifteen-year-old pussy yawned open wetly, the soft, hair-lined cunt lips stretched back hotly, as if they were longing more for a large prick than a feather tickler!
Cindy held the quill in her fingers and moved the tip of the feather with torturous finesse just over the pooching folds of the girl's aroused hole.
She heard Vona gasp with joy, and Cindy could actually see the inner Ups of her lewd young pussy turning the color of dark, warm wine!
Cindy teased her cunt for many long and delicious minutes. She caught on very quickly about how to use the feather, and before she was finished, she had the improbable dildo deep into Vona's gulping slit and was rolling it in circles with the palms of her hands.
"AHHHhhhh," Vona moaned, "yes-yes-YES!!"
Cindy knew the girl was cumming, and she inched the feather even deeper!
" ARRGGGWWAAHHhhhhhh!!"
Vona's overheated pussy throbbed voilently, sucking at the feather, opening and constricting like a furry, hot mouth. Cindy remembered how much Vona had enjoyed it when she stuck her tongue up her ass, and so just at the very peak of the girl's quivering pleasure Cindy put her index finger against the bud of Vona's asshole and pushed the tip of her finger deep inside.
Vona climaxed like a wanton young whore!
Cindy felt her own cunt throbbing with wild, deep need as. she watched the pussy before her spewing wetly!
Vona's spasms lasted a very long time, coming and going in jerky, rapturous pulsations that turned the feather soggy with her juices. And all the time Cindy kept her devilish finger plugged up the girl's pliant rectum!
It was just as Cindy was pulling the drooping feather from the contented gash between Vona's legs that she heard the low harsh chuckle behind her.
She turned and saw Mickey's father standing in the half open closet door!
Tom Parton was naked, and his enormous prick was sticking out between his legs like a rolling pin!
The grown man's eyes weren't on his daughter's dripping cunt. They were on Cindy, tracing her nude body with a lusty curiosity that sent a ripple of pleasure through her loins.
Tom Parton walked out of the closet, his stiff cock wagging between his hairy legs like a magic wand.
Cindy tried to speak, but she couldn't. She couldn't do anything but stare at the tall, sexy man approaching the bed.
Despite the hard, masculine wrinkles in his forty-year-old face, Tom Parton had the body of young man. Earthy and dark, his strongly muscled shoulders and chest seemed capable of holding both of the teenaged girls out at arm's length, like dolls!
His legs were powerful, too, bunched with thick muscles and covered with dark hair, the same as his chest.
But the most hair seemed to bristle around the root of his huge prick and balls, and it was the prick itself which was making Cindy's girlish pulse beat almost too rapidly.
Tom's penis was at least ten inches long, and capped with a glasis the size of a tropical peach! Large, strong veins ran like cords the whole length of his tool, making it look deliciously brutal and male.
Cindy could feel her wicked little clitoris rising firmly up between the folds of her cunt!
Tom stopped right in front of her, his powerful cock sticking out as hard as stone.
"Suck on it, baby," he whispered, his voice a deep and husky bass.
In one blinding flash, Cindy got the picture. She had caught Vona and her father fooling around with each other, probably using that same feather to tickle Mr. Parton's balls and prick into such a violent erection. And in another few minutes, she might have caught Vona and her father fucking!
It must have been more than just luck that made her interrupt them, she thought!
Cindy knew she couldn't have resisted tasting the big cock if the whole world had suddenly crowded into the tiny bedroom.
With a panting little moan she sat up on her knees and put both of her hands on the upper legs of the powerfully built man. Then she opened her mouth and gently took the big head of his prick between her lips. The large, smooth glans filled her mouth like a hard-boiled egg!
She sucked the spongy meatus, moving her tongue in lazy and hungry circles over every inch of it, loving the strong, hot scent of his aroused prick!
The man stood there with his legs apart, his hands on his lean hips, his pelvis pushed forward, letting her feed lasciviously on just the head of his grossly stiffened rod.
Cindy warmed even more to the succulent feast he was providing for her, and as she ovaled her mouth down further on the thick column she brought the fingertips of both hands up and placed them on either side of his enormous peter. She held the rounded sides of his gorged penis with a light but firm touch as she slupped quietly on his meat.
His bestial cock grew hotter and longer and harder as she sucked it!
By now Vona had recovered from her feather-induced orgasm, and was sitting up again on the edge of the bed. She had a flushed grin on her face as she watched Cindy try to take all of her father's outsized cock into her throat.
The sight of the tiny, fragile girl kneeling like a sex slave in front of her brutally built and naked daddy - sucking away on his mighty prick-brought prick-brought the same demented itch back into Vona's insatiable cunt!
With a kittenish sigh, Vona got to her feet and came to her father. Standing on tiptoe, she began to lick his arms with her tongue. She nibbled wetly along his thick biceps and moved finally to his chest. His hard male nippies were almost hidden in the mat of dark hair, but she found them with the tip of her wanton tongue and teased them until they were standing out like nail heads!
Tom Parton still did not move. He merely grinned, his lecherous mouth curled up almost to his earlobes, his smoldering eyes slitted with the deepest, most venereal lust.
Cindy had never dreamed she would suck on such a big, strong prick! Whatever modesty she might have had in the presence of a naked man like Tom Parton had flown out the window! With her cheeks toned a deep pink and her eyes half closed and glazed with passion, she rode his stout penis in and out of her suctioning mouth as if it were a huge, wet, brown sausage!
It was only when she was going down on him almost to his hairy balls that Tom drew back. Her mouth followed his retreat, her tongue worming, her lips nibbling, her saliva drooling down her chin.
His voice came up again from his throat, lusty and hoarse.
"You two little gals want fuckedl" he rasped, making it a command and not a question.
And there was no question about it!
With a brazen grin, Vona cupped her hand around her father's ear and whispered something to him. He grinned back, and winked at her.
Then Vona pulled Cindy up by her arms and motioned for her to get on the bed. "He's going to honey-fuck us!" Vona breathed.
"W-what's that?" Cindy managed.
Vona's depraved eyes glittered. "He's going to put his prick into your pussy for a second or two of fucking, then hell pull it out and put it in mine! It's just heaven! It'll drive you crazy with pleasure!!"
Both of the wanton girls assumed the proper position for the honey-fuck by lying back so that both their hot pussies were extended a few inches over the edge of the bed. In that way, Tom parton could move easily and lustily between one pair of thighs to the next.
He gave his own daughter the pleasure of his prick first!
Cindy heard Vona give a little grunt of joy as the huge tool was thrust solidly up her hole. There was a second's pause, and then the whole bed creaked softly as Tom slowly fucked Vona's willing cunt. His strokes were long and deep and powerful, but they lasted only a few seconds before he pulled his swollen rod back out.
Cindy heard the naughty slup of the large cock coming from between the sucking lips of the girl beside her.
And then Tom moved over between Cindy's legs!
Cindy felt her cuntal lips quivering as the snub-nosed glans of the hot prick inched rudely between them. And then she felt an even hotter filling of her thighs as the ten hard inches rode lustily all the way up to her womb!
Her cuntal walls expanded wetly to receive the long organ, and when she felt his hairy balls touch home against the cheeks of her lifted ass, she moaned sluttishly.
Tom Parton fucked her for a few moments, massaging the whole length of her spreading cunt with his homy prod. And then he pulled out of her, leaving the entire channel of her sex throbbing and itching for more!
The round-robin of slow, savory fucking went on for almost twenty minutes-with both of their adolescent pussies growing hotter and wetter with each visit of his sturdy prick!
Vona was the first to cum.
Her father seemed to force her to the brimming edge of a delicious orgasm by staying in her cunt longer than ever. He pumped his strong buttocks back and forth until his lusty cock was oiling in and out of Vona's whiskery, slimy pussy like an iron rod. It took only a minute or two of such consummate balling to bring her to one shameless spasm after another!
With a squeal of joy, Vona rolled her head from one side to the other, her tongue lagging wetly out of her mouth, her nostrils dilating wide as the zesty thrills filled her hot snatch and made her juices trickle madly down her legs!
Tom kept ramming his stiff dick into his daughter's pussy until she was relaxed and limp, and then he pulled it out again and brought it to Cindy's waiting hole.
Cindy leaned up on her elbows to get one exciting glance at the immoderately, thick and long prick she was about to be pleasured with. It glistened with the expended liquids of Vona's teenaged cunt, and when he shoved it into Cindy's gulping slit it rode up to her womb well lubricated.
He began to fuck her with deep-stabbing thrusts, his hairy scrotum slapping harshly against the underside of her buttocks.
Cindy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth with joy. She could feel the nipples of her tits standing out like bg, pink buttons, and even the mossy hairs on her pussy tingled with pleasure as the pole of hard meat slid in and out between her thighs.
He rode her to the point of a delicious orgasm, then stopped.
His amorous prick lay stiff and smoking deep inside her bruised, trembling pussy. She could feel the large, purple head of it touching like a fist against the mouth of her womb.
"F-f-fuck, me!" she whimpered, softly.
Still he didn't move. His huge cock was like a fat, swollen python lodged to the hairs in her pubescent cunt.
Her eyes fluttered open, and her tongue licked out of her mouth in wet and lusty need.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "MAKE ME CUM!!"
She stared up into the grinning, evil face of the satyr who had his champion tool crammed to the balls in her bearded slit. Her desperate, pleading look made his large peter throb once or twice in her furrow.
And then he did something that catapulted her into the orgasm of her youthful life.
Still without bothering to move his prick inside her pussy, he reached one large hand down and poked his finger into the sappy fold at the top of her cunt. He touched her fanged clitoris with the tip of finger, and began to massage it.
The voluptupus thrill of having that erogenous zone titillated while her pussy was filled to capacity by his ten-inch cock made her begin to gag and pant with lust!
He rubbed her vibrating clit without mercy, sending a torrent of sensual joy all the way through her body!
With a deep, almost animal grunt of passion Cindy threw back her head and spasmed wildly around his bloated prick!
Her cunt flooded his balls with one convulsive throb of completed lust after another!
Only when the peak of her orgasm was fading did he begin to fuck her again, and this time he made her boiling pussy swallow his savage penis to the root with every punishing thrust.
As if by some lewd magic, the friction of the pleasure-seeking cock brought her to another frantic climax. She swooned with ecstasy as once again her delectable cunt spewed a bouquet of juices over the length of his hammering rod.
The hotness, the tightness, the youthful freshness of her enchanting twat produced the inevitable result, even in a long-lasting stud like Tom Parton.
, With a hoarse growl of crazed lust, he rammed his debauched prick so far into her cunt that his balls puckered into the crack of her asshole.
With the fury of a stallion he unloaded his thick gluts of sperm deep in her bowels, blowing one spurting wad after another into the twitching hotness of her pussy until it was foaming down the curves of her buttocks like the slobber of Satan himself.
The sweet madness of the moment brought Cindy to yet another climax, turning her cute young cunt into nothing less than a prick-sucking machine as her juices flowed ... and flowed.
Chapter Eight
It was a bright Saturday morning, and Cindy and Mickey Parton were sitting together on a jut of rock at Blue Mound. Mickey had a six-pack of beer, and for the last half hour he had been trying to coax Cindy into eating him.
"C'mon, honey," he slurred, taking another sip of the cold beer and giving her what must have been his best wink, "maybe if you drank a little of this good brew, you'd change your mind."
"I don't have to drink any beer," she said, crisply. "All I want is for you to do what I asked."
He frowned. "Hell, why should I go round up a couple of cowboys to satisfy you. I can do that all by myself."
"I want Willy and his friend, the one they call Hoss."
Mickey belched, and took another deep swing on his can of beer. His prick had been- hard in his pants for over an hour, and Cindy could see the big, horny outline of it pressing up along his leg. She wanted it badly, but not enough to give in until she got something else she wanted from
Mickey.
"There's a pay phone down on the highway," she purred, softly. "All you have to do is call the Box L Ranch, and ask for Willy."
"Yeah," Mickey grunted, "and his sidekick, Hoss. What makes you think I'm crazy about sharing your honeyed little quim with those two long-legged bastards?"
Cindy grinned. "A third of me is better than nothing, isn't it?"
She saw the deep flush of need in the aroused cheeks of the stud surfer, and to add the finishing touch she reached one hand down and rubbed the enormous bulge in his pants.
"You know I'll do anything you want, Mickey, if you arrange to get the cowboys for me."
He swallowed thickly. "I want you to eat me, nice and slow. I'd like to take about a goddam hour to get my rocks off, with that cute little mouth of yours showing me just how much you like my big dick."
She smiled again, giving his roaringly stiff tool a faint, teasing squeeze with her fingertips. "Ill give you a long honey-suck," she crooned, re-phrasing the term that Vona had used to described the way her father liked to fuck.
He gulped. "Wow, what the shit is that?" "You get the cowboys to come to the mining cabin and I'll give you one up there."
Mickey drained the can of beer in one swallow, then stood up. His cock stood out like a lead pipe against his crotch. "Okay, I'll see what I can do. I'm sure all I'll have to do is mention your snatch to those pussy-happy cowboys, and they'll come on a gallop."
She certainly hoped so!
As Mickey started away for his horse, Cindy called huskily after him. "And don't forget to tell Willy to bring Hoss!"
"Yeah, yeah."
The second Mickey was out of sight, Cindy climbed on her own horse and made for the abandoned cabin!
When she reached the love-nest, she went inside and pulled the old mattress into the center of the room. Then, as casually as she would have done in the privacy of her own bedroom at home, she took off every stitch of clothes and stretched out to wait for her eager studs to come and satisfy her!
As she lay there, her pussy slowly heating like a tiny oven, she thought again of Mr. Parton. She almost wished she had made Mickey bring his dad along, too!
Just thinking of the big prick that had pleasured her so well made Cindy sigh softly, and her wet clitoris peeked up like a baby's thumb from between the soft and pouting folds of her wanton cunt.
God, she was mad to be fucked today!
She wondered if a hundred horny cowboys could soothe away the drumming itch that was making a little buzzing hornet's nest of her twat.
To take care of her quickly growing needs, she slipped one hand down between her legs and inserted her middle finger just inside the outer lips of her pussy. She moved it dreamily around, keeping her mind always on some faceless big cock as her ovaries began to sizzle.
She still had her finger stuck sluttishly up her slit when the cabin door opened and Willy and Hoss tramped in.
"Oh, shit," Willy wheezed, seeing the fourteen-year-old girl nude on the mattress, playing with herself, "Man, look at that!"
Cindy's eyes blinked open, and stared up into the grinning faces of the two top-hand cowboys. Willy looked better than ever to her, but it was the rugged, older buckaroo that sent a brazen ripple through her fingered quim.
Hoss had even broader shoulders than his younger pal, and the big handlebar moustache spread above his grinning mouth looked like it had been grown there just to placate the itchy depths of any girl's or woman's cunt!
"Hot-dang," Hoss whispered, "You said she was young, Willy, but goddamn you didn't say she barely had hair on her hole!"
Willy grinned, and slapped his buddy on his strong shoulder. "That's the way we like 'em, Hoss, young and willing!"
Cindy took a ragged breath. "Are you two dude-ranch cowboys just going to stand there and gape all day?"
"Yep, honey," Hoss slurred, softly, "and then see if we can't fuck all night!"
With that lusty promise ringing in the air, both of the tall, powerfully oversexed wranglers began to pull off their boots!
"Where's Mickey?" Cindy breathed, almost unable to speak or care as she watched the two studs climb swiftly out of their jeans.
"Hell," Willy grunted, "he said he couldn't take watching us satisfy you, baby. Said he'd be back when we were through and sort of take up where we left off."
Cindy decided it was going to be nice to have a rod in reserve!
Willy's large and quickly stiffening prick plopped out of his jeans first, but Hoss followed close behind, revealing the kind of pussy-rustling tool that Cindy was sure any female would drop her panties for.
Not only did Hoss have a formidable cock between his long legs, he had the biggest pair of horse-balls Cindy had seen yet!
"Wanta eat her first?" Willy drawled, hotly.
Hoss grinned from ear to ear, his dark, sly eyes twinkling with pleasure. "Sure, let's heat the little lady up some more."
Cindy felt goosebumps of expectant joy budding out along her thighs as the two well-equipped cowpokes dropped to their knees in front of her. She raised her legs and hooked one knee over Willy's right shoulder and the other over Hoss' left shoulder.
The position stretched her already buzzing young cunt open like a silk purse.
"Here, bossy," Willy whispered, lowering his mouth eagerly down to her forbidden trench and running his long tongue lewdly forward.
Cindy gasped as the first sweet thrust of Willy's tongue sent a thrill through her loins. But the thrill was suddenly doubled as she felt Hoss lick hungrily along the bottom rim of her pussy!
The prickling pleasure of having two adult male tongues, working earnestly around and inside her stretching hole sent Cindy into a whirlpool of rapture. Both of the cowboys were taking turns driving their tongues deep into the squishy hotness of her, lapping and licking at her gathering juices like two sows.
She could feel Hoss's big moustache moving scratchily against her aroused clit, and a quick, temporary spasm of joy rocketed high up into her womb.
As her searing excitement began to peak, Willy pushed one of his thick, sun-browned fingers deep up into her asshole, wriggling and forcing it into her anus well past the second knuckle!
"Ah! AH-HA! ARRGGGggg!!"
Like the wanton little bitch she had become, Cindy clamped her knees hard over the shoulders of her two studs and lifted her brazen cunt hard up against their tongues.
They ate her together, slopping lustily as her pussy creamed with ecstasy! She could hear both of the cowboys grunting with pleasure as they fought to see who could lap up more juice that seemed to froth like warm-broth from her core!
When her cunt softened and relaxed, Willy pulled his wicked finger out of her ass with a loud pop. Then crawled between her thighs and poked the head of his bone-stiff prick deep into her yielding slit.
The cowboy rode his twanger all the way in, pushing his warm balls hard against the sappy mound of her contented cunt.
"Fuck her, Willy," Hoss grinned. "Let's see you bull-dog the hell out of that young mare!"
Willy needed no encouragement from his horny pal. Even before he had his cock well-horsed into her gash, his lean buttocks were riding high in the air in a pumping, pounding motion.
Cindy moaned happily, and scissored her tender young legs high up over the strong butt of the fucking cowboy.
"F-f-fuck me," she whispered, her mouth parted in one long sigh after another. "Uuuuummmmm ... fuck me good!"
As Willy continued to mindlessly wham his strongly erected penis in and out of her gobbling cunt, Cindy reached out blindly with one hand and found Hoss's huge tool.
Her fingers curled greedily around the -stiff column of hot meat, so low around the base of his cock that the edge of her hand touched thrillingly against the oversized balls.
Hoss moved closer to her, almost pulled to her by the fingers that clutched his prick.
Cindy glared at the older, grinning cowboy, her eyes smokey with lust. "I - I want to suck it, Hoss," she breathed, huskily. "Let me suck it while Willy fucks me!"
It was more than Hoss had hoped for!
He crawled up sideways to her, then positioned himself so that he was supported by his arms on one side of her head and knees on the other. That put his throbbing, brutally gorged cock right over her mouth, and his balls hanging like weights against her cheek.
"Suck it, baby," he husked. "Eat it all you want!"
Cindy lifted her hungering lips up and ovaled them around the succulent head of the big prick. Once again, the familiar and meaty taste of a prick filled her senses with the wildest of brazen pleasure!
As Willy constantly slammed his horny rod into the molten furrow between her legs, she sucked with long and powerful strokes on the luscious peter crammed solidly down her throat.
Hoss' larg balls grew firm and hot against the side of her face, and Cindy brought both of her hands up to tease them. They were huge, hairy things between her tiny fingers, but she massaged them gently as she wormed her tongue in gluttonous circles around the head of his cock.
The more she sucked him, the more aroused Hoss became. With a groan of animal lust he began to play with her firm tits. His thick, work-calloused fingers squeezed her tender nipples over and over, driving spikes of passion from one end of her body to the other.
With her eyes closed tight with pleasure, Cindy pushed her mouth hard up into the musty crotch of the cowboy hovering above her. His large, long prick filled her windpipe until she gagged, but she kept funneling him in until her lips were touching sweetly against his nuts.
With one or two powerful throbs of his erectile muscles, Hoss let his balls shoot!
Cindy felt the viscous sperm from Hoss' tingling love-bags shoot like pistols down her throat!
She sucked and swallowed every precious drop of his male nectar, allowing the hot taste of him to trigger her own wanton spasms.
As her cunt climaxed with twitching greed, Willy ramrodded his own bursting tool high up into her girlish core and blasted one spurting glob of gism after another out of his balls.
Even after such a violent orgasm, Willy's lustful prick stayed rock-hard inside her gulping pussy, throbbing savagely against the grainy walls of her snatch.
Hoss wasn't quite as youthful as Willy, and his overgrown rod softened quickly in her throat. He pulled his wilting meat out of her mouth, and it flopped like a wet fish against his leg.
"C'mon, sweetie," Willy husked, pulling her up on top of him with shameless and horny determination, "you fuck me for a while!"
Cindy came up astride the cowboy's lean hips, his prick rammed up her cunt like a big saddle horn!
With a wide, flushed grin, Cindy began to pump her salacious young buttocks up and down, getting the full enjoyment of Willy's hard twanger. On each downward thrust, the lips of her swelling pussy closed over his firm balls, and on the upward stroke the head of his dick was clearly visible!
"Ride 'em, cowgal!" Willy rasped, reaching both of his large hands up to pull and stroke her bouncing tits. He caught her bloated nipples with thumb and index finger and squeezed them roughly as she bounded up and down on him like a whore.
Hoss had retired to one corner of the cabin, sprawled in the cane bottom chair, his big cock and balls hanging down between his legs. He casually made himself a roll-your-own cigarette and sat with his arms folded while he smoked it, and watched Cindy fuck his partner with bold, immodest strokes of her rosy hips.
It wasn't long before the large, veined organ between Hoss's legs germinated again into a strong, stiff tool.
Indeed, it would have taken a cold corpse not to get a hard-on watching the beautiful, teenaged girl screwing a husky young cowboy with a strapping cock.
Hoss finally reached one hand down and began to lazily jack his powerfully erected prick, watching through lust-filled eyes as Cindy brought Willy to another explosive climax.
"Shit, baby!" Willy gasped, the muscles in his legs and buttocks tensing like cords. "Fuck me dry! Ball my goddamn balls off!!"
Cindy pumped lustily, working her loins, milking the hot cum forcefully out of Willy's happy prick!
Hoss stopped jacking off when he saw the milky-white jism rolling out of Cindy's cunt and down over his pal's nuts. And he was up and crouched behind the girl's naked butt as she lifted her ass just enough to let Willy's slippery, softening peter ooze from her dripping crack.
Then, with Cindy still on her hands and knees, Hoss thrust his fresh, big prod into her pussy from behind. The hot meat seared easily into her sloppy hole, lubricated by the copious discharge of the first cowboy.
Hoss began to pound his large, cowpunching prick in and out of the tight twat, his nuts slapping like hairy baseballs up between her legs.
Cindy had been on the verge of a delicious orgasm even before Hoss barreled his cock into her vent, but the maddening pleasure of having a second stone- hard penis attack her sensitive, overheated quim released every flood-gate of juice.
She spasmed violently!
Hoss's huge, vein-ribbed prick kept on fucking her, and her slavering pussy made obscene clucking noises as the large organ battered in and out.
Willy was still under her, and when she fell lower across him in a swooming coma of joy he grabbed her face in both of his hands and crushed his mouth hard over her own. His big tongue powered into her throat like a whirring propeller!
At the same time Willy was sucking wet, hot kisses from her pretty mouth, Hoss was fucking her like the well-built stallion he was!
Once again, with moans purring out of her lungs, Cindy gave down another blazing shower of her juices in a climax that held Hoss' horny cock inside of her cunt like hot pincers!
Hoss groaned with his own heady lusts, and redoubled his mad pumping. By digging his big cowboy hands into the smooth roundness of her tempting buttocks, he was able to fuck her without restraint, slamming and whamming his throbbing prick out of sight into her cloying hole.
Five more minutes of suck crazed fucking was enough to make Hoss' brawny balls explode with all the power of a stud in heat. His cum blasted up her cunt like a hot projectile!
As the last dribbling ounce of Hoss's fluids were sucked out of his cock by her constricting pussy, he rolled back off of her. His bruised and swollen penis came from between the puffed folds of her well-screwed slit like a dark sausage. Both cowboys were fucked out! Cindy lay on the sperm-soaked mattress while the two saddle tramps climbed back into their boots and jeans. Her legs were sprawled apart, and her ravished cunt yawned open like a hairy mouth. A steady drool of the cowboy's hot spunk and her salty juices trickled from the bottom of her snatch.
Her tits were swollen and pointing, the nipples as hard as marbles.
Willy grinned down at her, and Hoss wiped his hand over his mouth in an arrogant gesture of the satisfied male.
"Hey, baby, call us again when you're horny," Willy whispered. "Well dick that cocksuckin' hole of yours any old time you need it."
Hoss laughed.
"Whoo-hahl" Willy chuckled, slinging his arm around Hoss's broad shoulder as they tramped out the cabin door.
Cindy lay for a long time, tingling all over with the glorious joy of having been treated to some of the best fucking west of the Mississippi!
She was still stretched lazily and whorishly naked on the old mattress when the cabin door banged open again and Mickey strolled in.
He stood staring down at her, a brutal and disgusted look on his handsome young face.
"You prick-loving little cunt," he whispered hoarsely.
She looked up at him through her tousled hair, and grinned. She could barely form the words, but they came out of her throat in a needy husk. "Fuck me, Mickey!"
He stared at her for a few seconds more, and then his face hardened into a mask of teenaged lust. His smile curled up stiffly, showing his dimpled chin. "Sure, honey, I'll fuck you. And I know just the hole to fill!"
He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his large cock. He stroked it quickly under her greedy gaze, turning it into the hard instrument of pleasure he had used so often on his sister and hundreds of other lucky girls.
Then he was on her, yanking her up into the doggie position with her humid buttocks liften high in the air.
She found out too late where he intended to fuck her!
She squealed in terror as the head of his burly tool forced itself between the cheeks of her ass!
"Shut up, you little whore," he gasped. "You're gonna enjoy the hell out of this!"
He thrust hard, burrowing the glans of his cock deep into spreading hotness of her asshole. The pain wrenched through her, and she sobbed loudly, digging her fingers into the sotted mattress as she felt his big dick tearing her rectum wider apart.
Then, as suddenly as it had come, her pain disappeared, and in its place roared the most delicious, evil titillation her body had ever experienced!
"Yeah, you like that, eh?" he breathed, huskily. "You love having your cute butt cornholed by a bigprickl"
He fucked every inch of his brutal tool deep into her rectum not stopping until his balls were pressed against the wet folds of her cunt.
" Ahhhhhh," she moaned. "OOOOHHHhhhhaaaahhhh ..."
He rode his hard-on slowly in and out of her ductile anus, fucking her exactly the way a dog fucks, screwing her tight ass with as much force as his youthfulloins could command.
She was still cooing, still gurgling softly with pleasure when he shot both balls off, filling her scupper with what seemed a quart of seething, hot sperm!
It was then that some wanton voice in the far darkness of her fourteen-year-old brain whispered to her that she had surrendered the last hole to the madness of fucking.
And that she would never be the same little girl again!
Chapter Nine
Cindy and Vona waited in the bushes down on the highway.
"Maybe he won't come," Vona whispered. "Maybe he's too scared to."
Cindy smiled. "You don't know daddy. After what we did last night right under mom's nose, he's willing to do anything in the book."
Vona swallowed slowly. "Tell me again what you did."
Cindy gave her young friend a petulant glance. "God, Vona, I've told you three times already!"
"So tell me again. I want my own dad to try it with me."
Cindy took a deep breath. "Like I said, daddy told me the other night in our trailer that he had really enjoyed screwing me, and that he just couldn't say no anymore."
"None of them can."
"And so when he came in last night from his fishing trip, I sneaked back out to the trailer with him - and we had sex."
Vona's cheeks flushed. "You rushed it. Tell me about his chin."
Cindy laughed softly. "Honestly, Vona, I think you're turning into a small-time whore! I've already told you that daddy hadn't shaved all day, and he has this heavy beard that grows real fast. Dark, prickly hairs all over his chin by six o'clock in the afternoon."
"And you said he - uh ..."
"He wanted to eat me right there in the trailer. And I can tell you one thing, my friend. If you've never had your pussy sucked by a whiskered mouth and chin, you haven't lived. Oh, Lord, Vona, I think I started cummin' the second daddy scraped his stubbed chin against my twat! And I was still juicing and he was still eating me when mom called for us to come in for dinner."
"I'll bet your daddy was getting all he wanted to eat right there in the trailer," Vona breathed, grinning.
"You should try it with both your dad and Mickey."
Vona nodded. "I will with daddy, but Mickey doesn't have much hair on his chin."
Cindy smiled. "You're a sore winner, Vona. What your big brother had between his legs was more than makes up for no hair on his face!"
They were still whispering lewdly when the Roberts' family car came around the curve toward them.
"There's daddy now," Cindy hissed. "I told you he'd come!"
Jess Roberts braked the car to a halt when he saw the two teenaged girls waving and skipping down the road toward him. And just the sight of them made his heart begin to pound rapidly.
"Hi, daddy," Cindy trilled as she opened the door and practically pushed her friend into the seat beside her father.
Vona scooted close up against Jess Roberts, and Cindy crowded in beside her.
"Did you get the motel room rented?" Cindy purred, softly.
Jess nodded. The closeness of Vona Parton's body was making his rogue cock begin to twitch already!
"H-how are you today, Vona?" he managed.
The blonde, blue-eyed girl smiled up at him. "Fine, Mr. Roberts. It sure is nice of you to do this for Cindy and me."
"My pleasure, Vona."
"You mean our pleasure, daddy," Cindy corrected, grinning.
They said very little more during the ten-minute drive down to the resort town, but Vona did slip her fingertips over the grown man's leg, sending tingling thrills through Jess' thirty-five-year-old body.
"Hurry, daddy," Cindy breathed.
The motel room he had rented was at the edge of the small mountain town. Since the floating summer population of the resort area was large and shifting, nobody knew anybody else. And certainly the owner of the motel didn't give a damn who rented his rooms, as long as they paid cash.
Jess pulled the car behind the unit he had rented, getting it safely hidden just in case some snoopy person might recognize the tag.
He ushered the girls into the motel room, then shut and locked the door behind them.
"You gals make yourself comfortable," he breathed, huskily. "I'm going to take a quick shower."
He went into the small John and shut the door. Cindy and Vona winked at each other as they heard the shower water running.
"Let's get undressed," Cindy whispered.
By the time Jess came back out of the shower, naked except for a white towel tied around his waist, the two girls were nude as Georgia peaches. Both of them were on the bed!
A quick, nervous grin pulled at the corners of his mouth, and the front of the towel began to push out a bit from the pressure of his rising cock.
"Come on over here, daddy," Cindy crooned.
He walked over to the bed and stood right in front of the two wanton young nymphets who had made it very plain that they wanted to get him alone in a motel room for some fun.
"We want to play a game with you," Cindy said softly.
"Sure," he husked.
"It's a game I learned in California," Vona added, smiling. "Some girls I knew said they had been taught how to do it by some sailors. It's called EXPLORATION!"
Jess felt his prick thicken at the word, and the front of the towel tented out even more!
"You don't have to do anything, daddy," Cindy breathed, "except get on your hands and knees for us and enjoy the game!"
His slack grin widened up to the ears. "I think we used to call that little game AROUND THE WORLD."
Cindy and Vona both made room for him on the bed, and just before he crawled on he let the towel slip from around his hips.
When Vona caught sight of his large, horny prick, she gasped like a little girl getting a new doll to play with!
With his big tool stiffening more by the second, Jess got into position on the bed. His hands and knees dug into the creaky mattress as he assumed the lewd stance between the soft, white bodies of the teenaged females.
Then Cindy crawled behind him, and Vona crouched in front of him and a little to the side of his right shoulder.
"Go," Cindy whispered, hotly.
Both of the brazen young things began to use their tongues on him at the same time. Vona licked hungrily along his biceps and down to his elbows, lightly bussing her lips over every inch of his strongly muscled arm.
Cindy had started with his feet, and his toes crinkled with pleasure as he felt his daughter's busy tongue wetly lapping his freshly showered skin. Her tongue lathed each of his toes, the bottoms of his feet, his ankles, heels, arches, and then moved like a velvet scouring pad up to his hairy calves!
His big cock hardened into stone as the mewing young tongues worked on his body!
Vona wormed her tongue into his armpits, wetting the dark curls there before sliding the flat of her tongue along his rib-cage and up under his chest. She found his flat male nipples and roiled them with a tongue-tip until they were as hard as pebbles. Then, twisting her sluttish young mouth, she brushed her lips hotly down over his stomach, licking with gently moving strokes toward the head of his prick.
Cindy had journeyed all the way up the back of his legs now, and when she came to his strong, naked buttocks, she began to lovingly cover them with juicy strokes of her tongue.
A viewer of the scene would have been shocked, no doubt.
But the three naked players of the games were having more fun than Nipponese monkies!
Cindy moved her wanton tongue over the hard curves of her daddy's beautiful butt, leaving trails of warm saliva everywhere she licked. Then she wormed the point of her tongue deep into his clean asshole, wriggling it like a small snake until her chin was wedged high up into the crack of his buttocks.
At the same moment, Vona reached the head of his strongly erected prick. Her warm, wet tongue lapped greedily over the pliant, spongy glans. His whole cock throbbed with lusty pleasure as she took more of it into her cunning mouth, sucking him with wet joy.
Cindy unplugged her tongue from his rectum and moved on to even more exciting adventures with his balls. She found the large, hairy bags hanging down between his legs, and began to tease them with quick, staccato thrusts of her tongue.
Jess Roberts groaned as the fiery lust filled his loins!
Vona took the bulbous head of his penis deep into her throat, then curled her sluttish tongue around and around the solidly gorged column of his meat. His prick throbbed harshly, the boiling sperm gathering in his balls like lava!
Cindy could feel the hotly firming flesh she was licking on grow even hotter as Vona serviced the needs of her father's rampant cock. She knew they were going to make him climax, and she wanted it to be the most delicious experience for him ever.
His nuts were much too large for Cindy to suck together, and so she worked on first one and then the other. By ovaling her mouth wide she found she could take almost all of one ball into her mouth. She did exactly that, and sucked the warm love-bag until it was tingling like a brass bell between her lips!
With a deeper groan of male lechery, Jess began to gently fuck Vona's willing mouth. He rode his libidinous prick in and out of her gobbling lips like a piston, and all the while he fucked her hot throat his warm balls were being deliciously sucked by Cindy.
It didn't take much of that kind of carnal madness to bring his sperm roaring up from his lathered nuts!
His prick jerked stiffly against Vona's windpipe, and then he fed her one powerful spurt of spunk after the other!
His huge, hairy, horny cock seemed to ejaculate forever, gushing slippery sperm hotly into the pretty mouth that sucked for it!
As for Cindy, whe moved her promiscuous tongue back up to his musty asshole and nuzzled it deep into that most forbidden of all male holes!
Finally, his big balls were drained and his veined and swollen prick lay like a dead fish in Vona's mouth while she continued to lick it with curling, whorish strokes of her tongue.
With a final groan of stupified contentment, he rolled over on his back. His lax, glistening cock flopped lustily over against his leg.
Both Cindy and Vona grinned at each other and winked. They knew to what bestial and erotic depths they had plunged Cindy's father before allowing him to get his rocks off.
But the girls were far from satisfied themselves. All during the exploration game neither of them had let Jess even so much as touch their pussies, and now those girlish slits were literally steamy with passion.
Cindy made the first move by crawling nimbly over her fathers panting body and straddling herself just below his thighs. In that position she was free to play with his big prick in any way she pleased. So, with her perky little tits sticking out in full arousal, Cindy grabbed the large, soft organ in both of her hands and began to gently stroke it back to life.
Her dad moaned a little, and blinked open his eyes just in time to see Vona crawling over his chest. Her softly-haired young cunt stretched open just inches from his face, and the sweet aroma of a fifteen-year-old girl in high heat filled his nostrils like ambrosia!
He couldn't have resisted eating her pussy if a loaded shotgun had been rammed up his ass!
Grabbing Vona's tempting buttocks with both hands he pulled her frisky snatch against his mouth and stabbed his tongue deep into the soupy hotness of her thighs. Her pussy twitched with pleasure as his long tongue invaded, and to aid his lusty work she reached the fingertips of both hands down and pulled the outer lips of her twat widely apart!
His stout cock firmed like steel between Cindy's fingers.
When Cindy felt the stiffness returning to her daddy's prick, she lowered her open mouth down to the hot meat and began to slowly and salaciously suck.
His lustful tool grew hotter, longer, and harder by the second, giving Cindy more and more to lazily lick and lap!
Vona was having even more fun getting her whiskered young cunt sucked. She dug her knees deep into the mattress on either side of the man's bobbing head, then pushed her throbbing pussy so hard against his face that the soft, hot folds spread open around his chin.
"Suck me," she whispered, letting her head fall back and her mouth open in a long sigh of lickerish joy.
Jess dug his strong fingers deep into her buttocks a few times, then moved his hands up over her small waist and held her like a big doll as he raped her hole with his tongue.
The effect on his senses from sucking such a wildly spiced teenaged cunt was very evident for Cindy. She felt his adulterous prick turn into a bar of stone as she suckled the head, moving her lips and tongue with light, feathery strokes that always makes the male organ quiver with lust.
Then Cindy pulled her wet mouth away from the stallion-sized penis and substituted her cunt.
By lifting her body into position above his stiff-standing cock, Cindy was able to lower her yawning, moist pussy down on his hard prick and sheathe it to the balls between her legs.
Her cunt opened like a pink, hot muffin to take the brawny column of her daddy's big prod, and when it was crammed into her as far as possible, nothing of his cock was showing but his hairy nuts.
Then Cindy began to gently and teasingly fuck him.
Vona had more than one orgasm as Jess ate her, and each time her ripe, girlish pussy constricted with pleasure the cuntal muscles caught his long tongue and squeezed it juicily!
As for Jess, he had never dreamed his own lust could be so sharply honed and so pleasantly serviced. Not only was he sucking one of the hottest, cutest cunts on earth, he was having his horny peter massaged by Cindy's talented twat!
With a low groan of passion, he crawled both his hands up and began to play with Vona's plump tits. He had stared a thousand times at those pubescent globes showing so temptingly in her blouses, and now his fingers were manipulating them, twiddling and tweaking them! The large, firm nipples were particularly exciting to him, and he rolled them between his thumbs and index fingers until they were sticking out like wet corks!
Apparently, Vona loved having her ruttish tits toyed with, because in only seconds she gushed another flow of nectar over her chin!
As her pussy climaxed, Jess pulled his mouth a half inch away and lapped with the flat of his tongue between the sodden folds of her quivering quim. Then, with an insatiable moan, he burrowed his head between her thighs again, sucking harder than ever.
Nothing could be heard in the motel room for the next ten minutes but the slurping sound of Vona's cunt as it was devoured, and the squishing slop - cluck! of Cindy's elastic slit riding monotonously up and down on the stiff pole of her daddy's prick.
His daughter's lusty fucking finally brought Jess to another blinding orgasm. With his huge peter stretched to capacity inside her grainy hole, he again emptied his balls with one jerking blast of hot sperm after another.
His passionate climax triggered Cindy into joining him, and her kinky young cunt bloated out in several powerful spasms of complete lust. The lips of her pussy were so tightly constricted around the base of her father's cock that it was several seconds before he felt the warm trickle of her liquids running over his balls.
It was almost noon before they left the motel.
During the four hours they had spent together, Jess Roberts had managed to fuck both of the girls twice, in addition to eating their pussies and having his prick and balls treated to a constant teasing of their mouths.
And now he was wasted down to the weakness of a baby boy!
As they drove back to the cabins, both Vona and Cindy sat with small smiles edging up their cheeks.
"Did you have fun, daddy?" Cindy breathed, softly.
He gave his daughter a flushed, happy glance. "What do you think, honey? I just hope I didn't disappoint your friend here."
Vona's blue eyes twinkled. "I loved every second of it, Mr. Roberts. I just hope we can do it again before you and Cindy have to go home."
He grinned. "I'll sure as hell try to arrange it. But in the meantime, I hope both you girls will keep your mouths shut. You know how much of a stink your mom would raise, Cindy. And I'm sure your dad would be as mad as Satan if he knew what I'd done with you today, Vona."
Both Cindy and Vona exchanged secret grins, but said nothing.
When they reached the cabins, they let Vona out first then parked the car in front of the trailer.
Tom Parton was just coming down from the trail. He was wearing boots and jeans, and his shirt was open, showing his hairy chest. He grinned and waved one large hand at Cindy, then strolled on to his cabin.
"I don't like the looks of that guy," her father muttered, softly. "He hasn't been at all friendly to me, but he sure has the damned nerve when it comes to being friendly with you."
Cindy smiled. "I think he's awfully nice, daddy."
"Yeah, well you keep away from him. I've seen bastards like him before. I know what type he is."
Cindy took a small breath. "You mean he could be the type to take two girls to a motel for wild sex?"
Her father blinked, then flushed. He started to make a retort, but he was interrupted by Cindy's gasping voice.
"L-look, daddy," she breathed.
He glanced up in time to see his wife coming down the trail, following the footsteps of Tom
Parton. She looked radiant and happy, and her cheeks were suffused with a pink glow, as if she had just experienced something that had satisfied her to the gills!
Cindy lowered her voice to a whisper. "I wonder if mom has been up on Blue Mound with Mr.
Parton!?"
"Of course she hasn't, damn it."
"She looks-funny."
And then a figure appeared close behind Mary Roberts that sent a shrill stab of jealousy through both Cindy and her father. It was Mickey Parton, with a wide grin on his face!
It wasn't until after dinner that night that Cindy had a chance to be alone with Mickey. She met him behind the Parton cabin, where they had petted and kissed several times before.
He already had his hand inside her blouse, feeling of her nipples, when she popped the question that had been nagging her for two hours.
"Were you and mom, uh, doing anything up on the trail?"
He grinned, rolling his thumb gently over one of her tasty tits in the darkness.
"I asked you a question, Mickey," she whispered harshly.
He sighed. "Hell, you really wanta know?"
"Of course I do."
His handsome face looked like a mask of evil as he answered. "Pop and me both fucked your mom up in Deep Meadows, and pop is gonna ball her again tomorrow afternoon while your dad is fishing and you and Vona are out riding with me."
Cindy felt a hot flush of helpless rage. "She - she wouldn't dare do that to daddy!"
Mickey grinned, stroking her tits gently.
"Honey, there's not a cunt built that can resist a good fuckin' from my dad. As if you didn't know!"
Chapter Ten
Jess Roberts couldn't have been more surprised to see his daughter come strolling up the cool river stream toward him.
He had been sitting most of the morning with his pole propped up, waiting for a catch. But Cindy coming to visit him at his isolated fishing spot was the best possible catch he could want!
"Hi, daddy," she called, grinning and waving.
He shaded his face with one had, and waved back with the other. Then he watched his cute, teenaged offspring come closer with a lump both in his throat and his pants!
He had never really realized, he told himself, how quickly Cindy was maturing. In the few weeks of fucking her, he had watched with relish how her tits had plumped out, how her hips had spread a tiny bit to give her more spring and thrust to her own brand of adolescent screwing.
And he knew that tomorrow their vacation would end, and it would be back to the routine of a job and home. It made him wonder if things would still be the same with him and Cindy. If they could still wing a good fuck now and then when his wife wasn't looking!
Cindy walked up to him and gave him a lush kiss on his mouth.
"What are you doing way out here, baby?" he drawled, huskily.
"I wanted to talk to you, daddy."
He grinned. "Well, you shouldn't have come out here all by yourself. You could get lost."
Her eyes twinkled. "I'm not by myself, daddy. Mickey Parton came with me."
She could see the disappointment in his eyes, and that made a small, strange pleasure flood through her. She was beginning to like more and more the jealous looks Mickey and her father always exchanged.
"What is that young beachcombing lout doing with you?" her dad muttered.
Cindy took a hot breath. "Oh, we've been screwing," she purred. "Mickey likes to do it in the mountains and the sunlight. He's some kind of nature-boy freak, I guess."
Again her father's face clouded with a dark irritation. "Cindy, I've been wanting to talk to you too. I know that this vacation has been kind of, uh, wild, and all. But when we get back home - "
"When we get home, you won't have Mickey around to be jealous of," Cindy whispered. "Then you can fuck me whenever you wnat to."
His mouth twitched nervously. "Damn it, that's just the point I'm trying to make, girl. There can't be so much hanky-panky when we get back home. Your mother may not be the brightest female in the world, but she's not wooden-headed stupid, either. She's gonna suspect something if - "
"And that's what I came to talk to you about, too, daddy. There's something I think you ought to know about mother."
He blinked at her. "What the hell does that mean?"
Cindy smiled. "Ill need Mickey to help explain. But before I call him, you promise me that you won't get mad at him."
"Mad about what, for God's sake?"
"Promise?"
Her father sighed. "Okay, okay. I'll try to be civil to the young bastard."
With that promise made, Cindy cupped her hands and called shrilly for Mickey to come on up the stream. He'd been lurking behind a rock and some bushes.
They watched the tall, well built seventeen-year-old stud come tramping up the bank of the river.
Cindy never got tired of drinking in the sight of Mickey's beautiful body, and she certainly never wearied of seeing that big bulge in his jeans!
The boy ambled up nervously, and then stood with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his jeans in silence.
Cindy grinned at Mickey. "Go ahead, Mick, show daddy what you've got."
The boy glanced uncertainly at Cindy, then stared at her father.
"Sure, Mickey," Jess breathed, "show us both what you've got."
Mickey gingerly reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a pair of pink panties. He tossed them over to Cindy, and she held them stretched out in her fingers.
Jess could plainly see the MR stitched at the top, and he knew they were a pair of the dozen or so panties he'd given his wife for her birthday, specially made with her own initials monogramed with silk thread.
"Where'd you get those damned things?" Jess demanded.
"Tell daddy, Mick," Cindy crooned.
"I - uh - I took 'em off your wife, sire," Mickey said, blushing.
Cindy watched her father's face go blank, then he coughed quickly and sputtered, "I don't believe you."
"True, sir. I swear on my old scout honor!"
"Tell daddy what you and mom did after you took her panties off, Mickey," Cindy insisted.
"The usual stuff," the boy grinned.
"What usual stuff, damn it," Jess barked.
Mickey took a deep breath. "We fucked, sir."
The mountain air was electric with silence!
Jess Roberts' face turned lobster red, and his nostrils flared out for a moment. Then he calmed down, grinned weakly, and stared over at his daughter.
"Nice try, Cindy, but your old dad isn't wooden-headed stupid, either. Hell, you sneaked those panties out of your mom's suitcase and gave them to this so-called scout. I don't know what you hope to trick me into doing, but - "
"It's no trick, daddy. Tell him the rest, Mickey."
Jess glanced again helplessly at the tall, muscular youth and heard what he had to say with goosebumps prickling hp his spine.
"Your wife has a mole about two inches above her pussy," Mickey said, calmly and slowly. "The hairs around her cunt are reddish, and she likes to have 'em blown on softly right before she's screwed. She's got a tiny star-shaped scar on her, left buttocks. And when I was making her juice-off, she whispered something in my ear about my big prick being a cute bunny-hopper. She said my balls were - "
"-OKAY! ENOUGH!!"
Mickey Parton grinned slackly. "Sorry, buddy, but it was Cindy's crazy idea to tell you. She said she'd cut me off if I didn't convince you that your wife was screwing around."
Cindy watched her dad's mouth turn down in a boyish pout. "That's what she always called my dick," he husked. "She said it was her cute little goddamned bunny-hopper!"
"Now you know, daddy," Cindy breathed, contentedly.
Jess looked up painfully at the arrogant, sexy young Romeo who was young enough to be his son. "Okay, I guess I can live with it. I suppose it's only natural that if I get a little itch for some young stuff, so could Mary. I forgive you, boy."
Cindy grinned. "It's not just young stuff mom is chasing like an alley cat, daddy. She's also been fucking Mickey's dad."
"HUH?"
"True, sir," Micked said, shrugging. "Hell, pop balled your wife before I did. Said he came across her up at Blue Mound where she was picking wild flowers, so he propositioned her. He said he thought she might scream bloody murder at the idea of a quick fuck in the woods, but said she practically tore his clothes off of him to get to his big dick."
"Did you say - big?" Jess groaned.
Cindy giggled tellingly, and her father glared at her!
"Pop has one of the biggest, hardest pricks in California," Mickey grinned. "If I'm ever half the stud he is, I'll be one happy dude. Hell, he's got a string of divorced women, housewives, bar waitresses, airline stewardesses, schoolteachers, nurses, and even a couple of rich old bitches past sixty who can't wait for their turn!"
Jess swallowed thickly. "And my wife is - ?"
"Fucking him right this minute up in our cabin. She's been doing it everyday while you were down here with your pole in the water. Pop told me he'd had lots of hot thirty-year-old cunts in his day, but that your wife took the cake, the icing, and the candles!"
"Wait'll I get my damned hands on that greedy slut!" Jess yelped, hopping to his feet.
"Daddy," Cindy purred, "do you think we ought to disturb them?"
"Disturb, my ass! If anybody is gonna bunny-hop my wife's fat pussy, it's gonna be
ME!!"
Mickey and Cindy rode one horse, and Jess rode the other.
They galloped back to the cabins exactly the way the cavalry makes a charge in old movies!
When Cindy's father reined up in front of the Parton cabin, his face was flushed with the lusty determination to drag his own wife back to his own cabin and give her the kind of punishing, sonofabitching fucking she deserved!
He stormed into the Parton cabin with ire steaming out of his ears, only to find the last thing in the world he expected.
Tom Parton and his wife were playing cards!
"Hello, honey," his wife said, casually. "Catch any big ones today?"
"No, goddamn it!" he bawled. "DID YOU!!?"
Tom Parton's craggy face broke into a raw grin. "Hey, pal," he drawled, "what's eating you?"
"It's not what's eating me, hero. It's what's been EATING MY WIFE!"
All of this was heard by Cindy and Mickey just outside the door, and then Cindy cupped her ear close to hear the ultimate statement from her mom.
"Look, Jess, you've been screwing Mr. Parton's daughter and your own daughter like a torn cat full of Spanish fly for three whole weeks. What, in the name of Trenton, New Jersey, do you think I'm supposed to do for some nooky - call out the Marines? Damn it, I get horny, too! So either you horse out of your clothes right this instant and help Tom here satisfy my itch, or you can pack up your silly-putty prick and go home to your mother!!"
"Wow," Mickey whispered, grinning, "she's really laying it on the old line!"
Cindy smiled. "I told you she would. Mom and I worked the whole act out together!"
They stood listening just long enough to hear the hissing of zippers from both of their fathers' pants, and then Mickey pulled Cindy away toward her cabin.
"C'mom, they'll be at it for hours. Let's go tell Vona how well your plan worked!"
They found Vona in the Roberts cabin. She was sitting in only her panties and bra and listening to rock music on the small transistor radio she was holding to her ear. When she saw them, her blue eyes lit up like matches.
"Did it work?"Vona demanded.
"Like a dose of hormones," Mickey grinned, winking at his sultry sis and taking in the tempting sight of her skimpy panties. "Cindy's dad is over there right now trying to prove he can dick his wife better than pop!"
"Ummmmmm," Vona hummed, licking her lips, "That's one kind of contest I'd sure like to enter!"
Mickey walked over and squeezed one of his sister's firm young tits through her cotton bra. "I got your contest hanging, sweetheart. What say you and Cindy and me have a little peter-pulling session right now. Hell, if our parents can do it, what's wrong with ml?"
Cindy felt a lewd surge go through her naughty cunt. She had lied to her daddy about having been fucked that morning, and it was high time she made herself an honest teenager!
Since Vona was way ahead of her on the nudity bit, Mickey assisted Cindy in disposing of her clothes, if you can call yanking her panties off like a magician's slight-of-hand assisting!
Cindy finished on her own, tossing her bra across the room where it landed on her mom's sewing kit.
Mickey followed the girls' lead, sawing out of his boots and jeans like a speed demon.
Both Vona and Cindy joined hands in the middle of the cabin, their naked bodies firm and creamy, their twin cunts itching for some fun with the young stud.
"What do we do first?" Cindy purred, grinning as she stared at the big prick between Mickey's strong legs.
"What else," Mickey grunted, huskily, "I fuck both of you hot chicks."
"That's too fast-for you," Vona argued. You'll just duck in and duck out."
"Dick in, you mean," Mickey grinned. "So what's wrong with a good, fast pussy-pounding?"
"We want it slow," both girls chorused at once.
Mickey shrugged his broad shoulders and stroked his long cock with one hand. The damned tool was growing hot and stiff by the second, and as he helped it along it was presently standing out from between his legs as perfectly horizontal as a rod of steel.
"Let's sixty-nine," Vona suggested, cheerfully.
"What's that?" Cindy asked, dumbly.
"Oh, wow," Mickey drawled, winking at his hip sister as his grin spread wide, "we've really got a little hill billy pussy in our clutches, sis. Maybe I should show her how I - "
"You'll show both of us, you big stud, and I'm sure you won't mind doubling your pleasure!"
With the ground-plan settled, Mickey allowed the girls to lead him by his large hard-on to the bed in back. He walked on the balls of his feet, every inch of his big cock tingling with pleasure under the tight grasp of both of the eager girls.
When he reached the bed, he lay down length-ways, his prick pointing up hard and strong at the ceiling.
"C'mon, Cindy," Vona husked, "do like I do!" Vona crawled on the bed and positioned herself so that her mouth was over Mickey's brawny penis, and her pussy over his hungry mouth. Cindy did the same, with both of their trim buttocks bumping together nicely over Mickey's grinning lips.
"Well both take turns sucking him," Vona purred, "and he can do whatever he wants to with our cunts!"
What Mickey chose to do with the two luscious, ripe pussies would hardly have surprised the male population at large! He rolled his healthy tongue out of his mouth to the root and went from one dewy slit to the next, slurping deepy and wetly, and keeping up his lusty sucking until the twat was quivering with pleasure.
As the joy of having their soft, hair-fringed twats licked on by an expert cunt-lapper like Mickey filled their bodies with hot blood, both Cindy and Vona went to work on the lucky boy's delectable prick!
Vona slid her puckered lips over one side of the stiff cock and nibbled capriciously all the way down to the hairy root. Then she came back up by wrapping her long tongue around the side of his prick and sliding it slowly and wetly back up. Everywhere her wanton mouth touched his big tool it glistened with her warm spit.
Cindy used the tip of her tongue to lightly trace the outline of his glans. She wriggled it into every curve and ridge of his bursting meatus, licking here and there with light strokes, and then using the flat of her tongue to lap softly just on the tip.
Those two hot tongues on one stout cock was heaven to the boy beneath them!
His large penis throbbed with almost uncontrollable joy as their wet mouths covered it with licking, sucking, smooching, kissing tongues and lips.
They knew what they were doing. It was pleasure enough in itself to play with Mickey's petrified flesh, but to have their cunts sucked at the same time was like pouring honey over whipped cream!
And that gave Cindy an idea that she thought wildly original!
She hopped off the bed and ran to the cabin kitchen. She came back with a spray can of cool-whip!
She and Vona both giggled as Cindy got back into place to have her pussy lapped, and then while Vona held Michey's oversized cock steady between her fingers, Cindy sprayed a huge puff of cream over his glans.
"Chocolate syrup is better," Vona breathed, grinning, "with chopped nuts on top, and hot nuts on the bottom!"
Cindy gasped. "You mean this isn't original!?"
Vona grinned again. "No, but I'm sure Mickey doesn't care. We could pour tractor grease on his prick and he 'd love it!"
They took turns licking the good-tasting cream off the head of his dick, and when they got down to the good part their tongues lapped against each other in an effort to get the last drop.
Then Cindy sprayed some on both of his balls, twisting her head down to wantonly lap the big beauties clean!
Behind them, Mickey was eating their cunts like a mad man! His mouth slobbered hotly from one spicy, juicing hole to the other, each time sucking so hard and long inside the heated folds of their twats that he kept both girls just at the brink of wild orgasms.
"Let's make him cum," Vona rasped, huskily, less interested in her brother's pleasure than her own. She had learned to love the salty, thick sperm that seemed to generate endlessly from his boyish nuts. It was almost part of her diet now to get fed several times a week as much of his hot protein as she could coax from his prick!
To achieve that end, Vona began to suck with deep-pulling strokes on the whole of her brother's lust-maddened tool. Her oval lips bloated out in a perfect circle as she went down on him to his balls, riding back up over the gorged veins and leaving the column of his cock gleaming with her mouth juices.
Cindy let her have her fun for a few greedy seconds, and then pulled the stiff toy over to her side and began sucking it even more covetously!
They traded turns eating his mightily throbbing prick, suctioning down on the flinty, purple head of it until bubbles of threatening sperm began to ooze from the tip.
"He's cumming," Vona whispered, her voice ragged with need. "I want it!"
"So do!" Cindy hissed.
Their pretty mouths and tongues literally fought over who was going to be sucking when he climaxed!
Mickey groaned lustfully and straightened his legs out as far as he could, the muscles in his lean buttocks tensing and cording with joy. The toes of his bare feet curled in against his soles, and he held himself in that rigid trance until his deliriously tingling prick began its final throb toward orgasm.
Both Cindy and Vona had their lips curled greedily around the bulbous head of his cock when the savage spurts of spunk poured spitting and hot into their mouths.
Mickey's capacity to shoot his sperm in fat, molten globs was never proved better! His jism leaped like lava against their grateful, gobbling tongues!
The steamy odor filled Cindy's nostrils like perfume, and she licked whorishly to get more of his nectar than Vona. A big glut rolled hotly down the side of his cock, and Cindy chased it with her bobbing tongue. Little fast lizard-licks rewarded her with the creamy juice, and she lapped back up to suck for more!
Neither of them were going to be content with one orgasm from the powerfully oversexed young stud, and so they began to suck him all over again without once letting his swollen prick have the chance to soften.
Not that Mickey would have dreamed of stopping them.
He was still too damned busy feasting on pussy!
Chapter Eleven
Tom Parton pulled the cork on the large bottle of pink champagne, and grinned as the spiffy bubbles foaming up reminded him of a satisfied pussy, like the one he had just satisfied.
The cunt in question was Mary Roberts, and she was lying at that moment curled up in a relaxed position on the bed in the Parton cabin. She had her butt pushed up on top of a pillow, and the deep, hairy gash between her legs was a dark wine color, and wet.
Tom had just finished fucking her, and now they were going to celebrate with the champagne.
But it wasn't just the simple act of copulation that had called for buying champagne: it was the need to celebrate the birth of their new summer-club group.
The Partons and the Roberts had found something to make their next summer up in the moutains a real treat. They had found each other, and the wild possibilities of totally abandoned sex. All for fun, and fun for all!
Tom slupped some champagne into the plastic imitation-cocktail glasses he had bought at one of the resort town's liquor stores. He took one over to
Mary and nudged her warm shoulder.
"Here, baby, this'll cool your twat down."
Mary batted open her eyes lazily, grinned, and took the glass. Then she moved her mature, contented body in a sensuous roll so that she could lean on one elbow while sipping the brew. Her large, full nippled tits touched together like balloons, the wondrously swollen nipples sticking out like pink peppers. She deliberately held her legs open a bit so that Tom couldn't escape glancing at her plump housewife pussy.
At the same time, Mary took a deep sip of the champagne and stared with unabashed interest at the large penis hanging between Tom's legs. It was the most marvelous big fucking organ she'd ever had the pleasure of milking dry, and she was going to hate to leave it, even if they had all promised to meet again up here the following summer.
"Where are the others?" Mary breathed, softly.
"My boy and your little gal are in the living room. I don't know where Vona and that hot-assed husband of yours got off to." He chuckled lewdly. "Now if we was back in Oklahoma, I'd say they was either in the barn or the chicken house, fucking their damn butts off."
Mary grinned, amused and somewhat stimulated by the crude language of the powerfully built, earthy Tom Parton. There was something so basically sexual and honest about him that she knew why all females felt that lusty twitch when he was around.
"I'll take Mick and your gal some of this bubble-juice," Tom breathed, huskily, "and then I'm gonna come back in here and see if I can't wake that big hole of yours up again."
"With your tongue?" Mary lisped, smiling wantonly over the rim of the plastic champagne glass.
He grinned. "Baby, if I fuck on you much more, it's gonna take a goddamn telephone pole to satisfy you."
She smiled back, cheeks pinkening. "Just so you hold it for me," she cracked. "Either you or Mickey!"
Tom carried the champagne bottle and two glasses into the living room of the cabin. His large, not-quite-soft prick wagged over his balls as he walked.
He found Mickey and Cindy stretched out on top of Mickey's sleeping bag. They were both buck naked, and when Tom walked in he saw his boy slowly pulling his finger out of the girl's tasty little pussy.
Tom grinned. "If you two damn love birds think you can spare the time, I brought you something to celebrate our summer plans for next year."
Both Mickey and Cindy grinned and reached up to take the glasses as Tom poured.
Cindy was absolutely steamy at that very moment. She and Mickey had fucked most of the night right here on the sleeping bag, but then they had fallen into a deep sleep with their arms and legs twisted together. Only moments before, Cindy had been awakened by Mickey's ambitious finger moving around inside her cunt. And he had just been getting her unbearably aroused with that poking finger when his father strolled in with the drinks.
Now that Cindy's eyes had lighted on the huge phallus hanging between the older male's legs, she knew that she wanted a change in partners. Mickey was good - very good - and he was as long lasting in his lascivious screwing as a robot, but there could be no real substitute for a prick the size of Tom Parton's. Even the thought of that ten-inched monster was enough to make a girl like Cindy drool!
She didn't want to insult Mickey by suggesting he get the hell off the sleeping bag and let her devote her body to the worship of his dad's cock, and yet she knew it was exactly what she did want!
With her brain clicking wantonly, Cindy breathed her wild suggestion to Mickey. "Why don't you go in and screw mom? I'd love to watch!"
Mickey's horny young mouth curled back in a grin. "Hey, that might be fun, if pop doesn't mind."
Tom Parton winked at his muscular son. "If you can beat your old man pumping beaver-meat, then shag ass, boy!"
Mickey jumped up and walked quickly back to the bedroom. At almost the same second, Cindy got to her feet and curled her arms around the waist of the stud satyr left for her.
"Wanta fuck, baby?" he whispered.
"Yes! But let's watch Mickey and mom first!"
Tom rode his mouth down over hers, kissing her and pushing his thick tongue deep into her throat. The heavy kiss made Cindy's nipples firm quickly, and the familiar prickling along the rim of her cunt announced her fresh need to be pleasured.
She felt Tom's huge, horse-sized prick hardening against her thigh. As a small joke, she opened her thighs and forced his big penis through her legs and just under her pussy. The effect was both novel and stimulating for both of them, and the knobbed head of his oversized cock stuck out a few inches past her buttocks.
Cindy reached around behind her with one hand and began to softly tease the warm meatus with just her fingertips.
With a groan of lust, Tom bent her back with his powerful arms and began to suck her perky young tits!
His big prick grew stiff as a bar of iron between her legs and pushed up demandingly against the bottom part of her cunt.
"C'mon, honey," he whispered, tearing his grinning mouth briefly away from one of her shiny nipples, "lemme fuck the shit outa you, I'm horny something awful!"
She smiled, pressuring her fingertips teasingly into the head of his tool. Then she managed to disengage herself, and walked slowly toward the cabin bedroom.
Tom followed her with his titan prick standing out between his legs like a club!
Cindy stopped just outside the bedroom door. She wanted to watch without being seen and she wanted Tom to fuck her while she watched.
As she peered around the edge of the door, Tom came up close behind her and nudged the head of his strong dick close under the cheeks of her ass. He was poking to find her tight young pussy!
Cindy opened her legs a bit, and let the bulb of Tom's gross prick ride between the lips of her cunt from behind. It seemed to find the center of her slit like radar, and as he gently pumped the first of his ten hard inches up her moist hole, he slipped both his hands around her to play with her tits.
What Cindy was seeing in the cabin bedroom was almost as stimulating as the oversized cock riding up her snatch.
Mickey was standing in front of her mom with his hands on his hips, and Mary was joyously sucking on the boy's large, fully erected penis.
Cindy watched as her mother's ovaled mouth rode back and forth on the gorged column of Mickey's prick. She was taking him right to the balls, then sliding her brazen lips slowly back to the head. Once back to the flared, blunt head of the coltish cock, Cindy could see her mom's salacious tongue licking out wetly and hungrily.
As Cindy stared with lustful fascination at what Mickey and his new sucktress were doing, Tom Parton's horny adult tool was finding its way all the hotter and juicier up her cunt. She could feel the huge glans rolling back the grained walls of her vagina as it touched time and again against the mouth of her womb before pulling back almost to her cuntal lips.
The friction of having such a stallion-cock work in and out of her tender pussy made Cindy reach a very strong orgasm in only seconds. Her vaginal muscles tightened around the stone-hard penis, held it in place for a heartbeat or two, then relaxed as her spasms sent a flood of juice over Tom's large balls.
His big prick throbbed with pleasure at having made her cunning little twat acknowledge his sexual power so quickly.
And then, with her witchy little pussy smoking with lust, he began to slowly fuck her again.
The couple in the bedroom had gone on to more serious things, too.
Mary had given Mickey's stiff cock a final loving lick with the flat of her tongue, and now she was lying back on the bed with her legs drawn up and apart. Her mature, whiskered cunt yawned open like a hungry mouth, and even from where she stood, Cindy could see the large, wet clitoris sticking up from the folds of her mom's quim.
Mickey crawled between her legs and forced the head of his quavering prick inside the thick folds of her woman-hole. He wasn't as used to screwing women the age of Cindy's mom, and the exciting propect of dipping his seventeen-year-old cock into such a hot-sucking, hairy cleft was making the boy breathe like a young bull!
"Stick it in, Mickey!" Mary husked, spreading her legs even more wantonly for the sex act. "I want to feel that big boyscout prick of yours all the way up to my ears!!"
Mickey grinned, then did his good deed for the day by thrusting his vibrant tool up the hungering slit to the balls.
Mary gave a low grunt of satisfaction at finally getting Mickey's champion cock up her twat again!
From where Cindy was standing and getting fucked, the sight of Mickey's big prick swallowed to the nuts in her mom's cunt was more exciting than she had ever imagined it could be. The fat pussy, completely covered with hair, seemed like a mop, and the only part of her cuntal lips which showed were the pinkish rim that held Mickey's penis tightly at the root.
Then Mickey began to fuck, moving his strong young butt back and forth so that his prick could massage every inch of the older woman's hole.
May loved being screwed by such a young stud. It was only too apparent in the way her cheeks flushed a dark red, and the way her eyes slitted and rolled, to say nothing of the continuous humping of her own hips to aid Mickey in his lewd task.
Watching without being watched, Cindy almost swooned with the combined lustiness of watching her mom being slavishly serviced by a boy young enough to be her son, and by a man old enough to be father fucking her!
Tom Parton was more than just screwing Cindy, he was thrusting his enormous cock painfully high up into her womb. His balls were slapping softly against the lower part of her buttocks, and his large and rough hands were manipulating her swelling young tits until they seemed bursting at the nipples!
Cindy's mouth parted in the delicious excitement of the moment, and she reached down one hand to rub the extended clitoris that stuck like a thick, wet, rubber eraser up from the folds of her cunt.
Just touching her love-muscle made her thighs close together around Tom's huge prick, and one spasm after another rocketed through her loins.
His large penis throbbed lustfully inside of her clasping pussy as the warm liquids of her completed pleasure trickled this way and that over his husky balls.
Then Cindy went limp in the older man's arms. The last thing she saw as he urged her backwards to the sleeping bag was Mickey pounding like an animal between the lifted, eager thighs of her mom.
Tom half carried Cindy back to the old sleeping bag where most of the night she and Mickey had made adolescent love.
But Tom Parton was no teenaged hot-shot fucker.
He was a satyr, a libertine, a whoremaster, and something of a sadistic beast!
He carried the beautiful young body of the fourteen-year-old girl down to the crumpled sleeping bag, and forced himself on her again. His long, frightfully swollen prick seemed much too large now to even fuck halfway into Cindy's dewy cunt, but he didn't even pause in his libidinous need to satisfy himself.
Cindy gasped softly as she felt the rude head of his cock being forced between the bruised and sappy folds of her sex. The wildly satisfying orgasm she had just experienced had left her whole pussy tingling and palpitating like an open wound. But it was just the kind of hot and juicy hole into which a lecher like Tom Parton loved to bury his prick!
"Ga-gggaaahhh!" Cindy grunted as the massive column of his veined penis slid slowly up her tight channel.
He held her down with his hands, forcing her legs further apart with his knees.
"Take me, you fucking little cunt," he whispered, his grin rolling back to show a gap in the back teeth. "You wanted a big murtherfuckin' prick up your slit, now you got a good one!"
Cindy's maidenly snatch rolled back gamely to take the powerfully distended bar of flesh. She could feel the whole length of her pussy being filled to capacity, and the liquefied walls bloated out to accomodate the oversized tool.
Tom did not stop thrusting until the blunt head of his prick was lodged high up into her womb. Then he began to recklessly fuck her, butting her ass hard against the sleeping bag with every savage stroke.
The terror and pain Cindy had felt at literally being raped by the brutal cock now turned into dark and sultry pleasure.
Her furrow puckered and sucked at the battering, ramming rod!
She could feel the pouting lips of her pussy stinging with lust and joy as the stiff cylinder of meat rolled them back and forth, oiling in and out of her cunt like a rolling pin in soft dough.
"Ah! Ah-haaaaaa!!"
"You like that, baby?" he husked at her, breathing hotly on the delicate skin at her throat. "You like a good horse-fucker like me! You like to cum!WANTACUM!!?"
As if to answer her question for her, he suddenly pumped his hairy cock rapidly in and out of her gulping twat, and quick spasms of lust swam up and exploded around his tool!
He had made her cum exactly on cue!
And he was still fucking her like a bawdyhouse whore when Mickey and her mother came lazily strolling into the room. Mickey's prick was soft but still hanging down wet and swollen between his legs. And Mary's satisfied cunt showed red-lipped and moist in the mane of hair between her legs.
"Hey, look at pop," Mickey whispered, smiling. "Looks like he's trying to win himself another blue ribbon for balling!"
Mary smiled slyly, drinking in the boldly stimulating sight of her own daughter being savagely fucked by the same big prick she had enjoyed so much.
Both she and Mickey continued- for a few seconds to stare at the strong, naked buttocks rising and falling with hypnotic rhythm over the splayed thighs of the teenaged girl.
"Wonder if we could get into the act," Mickey breathed, not being able to stop himself from reaching down and scratching his smooth, boyish balls.
Mary blinked. "How?"
Mickey grinned at her and winked. "Baby, you figure out your own kinky game. I'm gonna get my cock sucked some more."
Cindy's mother watched in dumb fascination as the arrogant and handsome boy walked over and knelt at the side of her daughter's head. Then without batting an eyelash, Mickey took his long, half soft prick in his hand and fed it into the willing mouth in front of him.
Cindy was being fucked by the father, and she was eating the son!
The total debauchery of the scene broke the final floodgates of Mary Roberts' modesty.
She knew now that nothing - literally nothing - was going to be ruled off limits in their summer games. And that gave her the perfect right to do something she had wanted to do for a long time, but had never quite had the nerve.
Now she did have the nerve!
Like the most common prostitute in Sodom, she walked over and knelt at the back of Tom Parton's thrusting buttocks. She placed both her hands on the cheeks of his lean, muscular ass and pulled the mounds apart.
His dark, deep asshole yawned open for her, and with every wanton nerve in her body tingling like Swiss bells, Mary drove her tongue deep into his anus.
Tom Parton gave a husky grunt of approval at having his butt sucked. It wasn't the first time he'd had tongues up there, and he liked it. In fact, if he could have had his way, he'd have liked twenty female tongues taking him on at the same time. Tongues on his balls, his prick, his ass, his nipples, arms, legs, everywhere!!
Cindy couldn't see what her mom was actually doing as she hovered close up behind the pounding butt, but she felt it when Tom's already stone-stiff cock seemed to grow even harder in her cunt.
But Cindy was really having far too much fun to even think much about anybody else. In addition to having her pussy thrilled to the core by one of the largest tools she had ever experienced, she was greedily sucking the cute California surfer who knelt beside her face.
Mickey's prick was always responsive to a girl's tongue, and the more Cindy chewed wetly on the head of his dick, the harder and hotter it grew. It was finally throbbing so stiffly between his legs that he had to change positions in order to keep it in her mouth!
In the midst of all this fucking, sucking and asshole eating, Vona and Jess Roberts arrived.
They had been doing some royal screwing of their own in the next cabin, but the sight of the orgy going on in the second cabin brought their eyes out on hot stems!
"Jesus," Jess husked as he watched his wife jabbing her drizzling tongue in and out of the strong buttocks, "she damn sure never did that to me!"
Vona grinned. "Daddy has a way of teaching everybody new tricks."
"You can say that again," Jess breathed. "But I'll bet I can teach old Mary something she's never done before, either."
"What?"
Jess smiled slackly. "You think you can find some way to join the party - if I do?"
"I'm way ahead of you," Vona giggled, girlishly.
Even before Jess could take a step, Vona had pranced over to her brother. And then she did something that made Jess wonder if the little slut hadn't practiced the position a million times with her stud brother. She climbed her legs up over his shoulders from in front, and pushed her pussy hard against his mouth.
While Mickey was thus getting his own cock sucked by Cindy, he began to eat his own sister's juicy hole!
That left only Jess to fit into the erotic jig-saw puzzle!
With his prick out stiff as a new poker, Jess positioned himself behind his wife's convenient buttocks. He then thrust his hellish cock deep into her rectum, causing her to fall forward so that her nose temporarily wedged between the cheeks of Tom's jogging ass!
Then Jess began to ride his own wife's butt-hole,
Chapter Twelve
Cindy lay on the bed in her own room back home.
She had the princess phone in her hand, and she was talking to her fondest boyfriend, Rick. But with her other hand she was doing something wicked and exciting, something far more exciting than teasing Rick with her whispered words.
She was using on herself the big toy that her daddy had given to her before they got back from vacation. It was a twelve-inch vibrator with three speeds. The instruction booklet which came with the pussy-pleasing gadjet had jokingly listed the speeds as (1) UMMMMMM (2) AAAHHHHHH (3) AHHHGGGAAASYRKVUW!!!
She was now using the "UMMMMMM", with the prick-shaped vibrator tunneled pleasantly halfway up her crisply haired young pussy. The soft, moist lips of her cunt were ovaled tightly around the imitation penis, and it was giving her the most exquisite kinds of vibrating thrill as she talked to the unsuspecting boy.
"Wow, Cindy, I'm sure glad you're back. I - I thought maybe you'd never speak to me again after that last day."
She grinned, but kept her voice even. "You were very naughty with me, Rick. Now let's see, just what was it you did?"
"Huh?"
"Tell me what you did, and what I did."
She could hear the poor boy breathing hard. "Aw, hell, Cindy, you know what we did."
'Tell me again."
"I, uh, I can't talk. Mom's right in the next room."
Cindy grinned to herself, and inched the evil vibrator a bit higher up into her wanton cunt. "Tell me, Rick. Tell me, or I'll never speak to you again."
She heard him take a ragged breath, and then his voice lowered a full octave. "I guess I, uhr played around with your breats, Cindy."
"You sucked my tits, Rick."
Silence, then: "Yeah, I guess I did."
"Then what did you do?" she purred.
"Christ, Cindy, you're making me get a damned hard-on!"
"Just tell me what you did after you sucked my tits."
He panted huskily into the receiver. "I sucked you some other place."
"Where?"
"On your, uh, in your... well, I sucked your pussy."
Cindy felt a lusty little twitch go through her cunt again as the vibrator helped her remember how Rick had eaten her slit.
"And then what did I do for you, Rick?"
He groaned. "Ohmigod, Cindy, I knew you'd hold that against me. Christ, I'm sorry if I - "
"I jacked you off, didn't I, Ricky?"
"Yeah."
She took another deep, hot breath. "And now you tell me what you'd rather I'd done with your big, beautiful cock."
"WHAT?"
"Wouldn't you rather I'd have sucked your prick? Didn't you ask me to suck it for you?"
"I, uh ... oh, wow!"
"Didn't you?"
"Sure, I guess I did, but - "
"Do you still want me to suck you? Wouldn't it be fun for you to feel my mouth around your hard peter, tickling the head with my tongue, teasing you very slowly and gently until you just had to shoot your cute balls off down my throat?"
The silence literally crackled over the phone!
"Still there, Ricky?" she crooned.
"Y-yes."
"With a nice hard-on?"
"Baby," he husked, "you wouldn't believe how fucking stiff my cock is hearing you talk like that. I'll bet I could fuck through a brick wall!"
She grinned. "Would you settle for a soft, hot pussy? MineV
"Shit, yeahll"
'Then come on over. Mom and daddy are both gone, and won't be back for hours. I'm upstairs in my room, and the door is open."
The second she replaced the phone, Cindy turned the big vibrator's speed up to "AAAHHHHHH", and began to move it gently in and out of her trembling snatch.
It took only two or three seconds for the incredibly talented electronic prick to bring her to a full, delicious spasm!
She held the whirring toy high up inside of her throbbing cunt as her juices trickled over the latex and plastic. And only when the final echoes of her lust had died away did she pull the dripping, bullet-shaped instrument from between the soaked lips of her pussy.
She wiped it off and tucked it away in her bureau drawer, but at the same time she got out still another plaything which her daddy had picked up in the same adult novelties store.
It was a French tickler, shaped like a big napkin ring, with dozens of rubbery nodules standing out in every direction all the way around it.
Her daddy had already fucked her with it a dozen times, and the feeling had been so insanely delicious that her brazen cunt had creamed six times in one hour!
She wanted to teach Rick how to use it, too.
She was still lying in the middle of her pink bed when she heard the boy bang into the front door and come racing up the stairs.
When he saw her lying naked on the bed, he blinked and grinned all the way up to his earlobes!
"Take off your clothes," she whispered teasingly.
Rick didn't have to have the invitation engraved!
He shucked out of his tennis shoes and jeans, and ripped his T-shirt at the armpits in his haste to get as nude as she was.
He came to the bed with his big, boyish prick rising to attention from the puff of hair below his navel.
At the same time, Cindy crawled on her hands and knees down to the edge of the bed, her perky, hard-nippled young tits swinging lewdly under her.
"This time I'm going to do it right," she purred, looking loveingly at Rick's stiffening penis and licking her lips wetly.
"Wow," the boy whispered, hoarsely.
It was the last intelligible word he was able to utter before Cindy closed her pretty lips softly over the bursting head of his teenaged cock!
Using all the things she had learned from the long summer of sucking even bigger pricks, she began to worm and undulate her furry tongue in circles around the ridged glans in her mouth-loving the hot, male taste of the boy's excited tool.
Rick groaned and thrust his lean pelvis out toward her. His inordinately stiff pole of meat rode half-way down her throat, and her lips widened sluttishly to accommodate him.
Cindy wondered a bit jealously if Rick hadn't talked some girl - or girls! - into eating him during the summer. His large cock seemed right at home in her mouth!
She hummed softly as she stroked back and forth on the diamond-hard column of youthful prick, leaving it gleaming wetly everywhere her mouth went.
She could feel every horny twitch in the lustfully aroused rod as she sucked it, and to add to his overexcited state, she brought both of her hands up to tease his balls.
It was the final sweet thrill for Rick!
As her wanton fingers lightly massaged the firm globes hanging full and hot below the root of his cock, he gritted both his teeth and fists in preparation to cum.
"S-s-suck me!" he panted. "TAKE MY HOT JUICE!!"
Like a small puppy happily obeying her master, Cindy went down on the lucky boy all the way to his nuts, forcing his throbbing penis solidly down her windpipe.
He gasped once or twice, then his body turned rigid as stone, and his prick began to spurt like a firehose!
His smoking-hot adolescent sperm belched creamily down her throat, and she swallowed every precious drop of it!
She kept sucking his swollen tool until his balls were limp and drained, and then he started to pull away.
But he didn't know the new Cindy!
She grabbed the firm cheeks of his naked ass and held him even closer to her face. She dug her fingers almost bone-deep into the hillocks of his ass, and continued to voluptuously suck his slightly softening cock.
No healthy young male could resist such obvious desire of a horny female to eat him twice!
Rick let his hands hang limply down at his sides as Cindy fed with suctioning strokes on his quickly hardening meat.
Only when his prick was up stiffer than ever did Cindy pull her bruised, wet mouth away from the bulbous head.
"Fuck me," she breathed, "with this!"
She produced the tickler from under the pillow, and as Rick blinked with lusty interest she fitted the evil toy over the head of his teenaged prod.
With his cock decorated by the large rubber tickler, he looked like a young Martian come down to fuck his way across the planet Earth!
Cindy rolled back smoothly into the middle of the bed and left the rest of the operation to Rick's heated imagination. But she did make a pointed suggestion by lifting her legs up and apart so that her pussy winked at him like a moist cyclop's eye!
The boy crawled on the bed with her, tickler first I
"Jesus, Cindy," he whispered, staring down at the large rubbery nozzle attached to the head of his violently errect prick, "are you sure you can take this damned thing? You seemed pretty tight that day when I sueked you."
Her grin rode prettily but crookedly up her youthful face. "Try me, hero," she crooned, lustily.
She had the taste of Rick's hot sperm still in her mouth and throat as he shoved his cock between the welcoming lips of her cunt. And she was glad she had made him empty his balls for her, because she knew something about ticklers he didn't. She knew that it's twice as hard for a male wearing one of those wicked gadgets to get his rocks off. That meant he would have to fuck her much longer than usual to satisfy himself, and even longer than that since he'd just had an orgasm.
But it also meant that her sluttish pussy was in for the time of its life!
She moaned softly as he made the necessary half-dozen thrusts to bury the tickler and cock into her gulping slit. But when the French invention rode like a many-legged insect up against the clasping wetness of her vaginal walls, she felt more than a thousand different thrills winnowing through her loins.
Rick didn't stop until his balls were pressing warmly against the lightly haired rim of her cunt.
"Now fuck me nice and slow," she purred into his ear, lightly resting both of her small hands on his broad, basketball player's shoulders.
For the next solid hour she made Rick her sex-slave.
He fucked until his buttocks were covered with sweat, and the muscles in his arms aching and weak, but the more he rode his ticklerized prick in and out of her pliant twat, the hotter and better it felt for both of them!
She spasmed over and over, cumming so many times that she lost count. The bed beneath them became soppy with her cuntal flow.
At one point, Rick paused. The veins in his forehead were standing out almost as hard as the horny young cock between his legs.
"What if your dad catches us doing this?" he husked fearfully.
Cindy only grinned lazily up into the handsome boy's face, and crawled her legs possessively around the small of his working back.
"Daddy won't care," she whispered, "unless you wear the tickler out!"
He didn't get that information right in his head until later, but by then he was cumming like a stallion.
